The Issue of Why I'm Frequently Mentioned in Conversations Among S-Class Beauties ~Please Stop Fabricating Things I Have No Memory Of~ (Dropped) - Chapter 36: A Sudden Visitor

Chapter 36: A Sudden Visitor

After realizing everything, Haruya’s days in hell continued. This was because the S-class beauties openly discussed in great detail their encounter with Haruya, which became the sole topic (trend) of the class.

The content of their discussion, as expected, was about who were the legendary boys that charmed the S-class beauties.

Although Haruya had no real interest in the internal affairs of the class, he couldn’t ignore the topic since it was about him being praised.

However, the story was exaggerated and not all of it is entirely true, making him want to point out the inconsistencies.

“Hero. Legend. Myth.” Such an honorable title was not fitting for himself, making Haruya feel both itchy and embarrassed.

Every time the topic of himself arose, Haruya screams internally, “Please stop!” He tried to blend into the background as much as possible.

As a result, this week Haruya behaved in such a way as to not stand out even more.

And the outcome?

(…Phew. I made it to the weekend without being found out, but if this kind of life continues, it’s going to be tough.)

Haruya felt relieved that he had managed to get through the week, but when he thought about the future, he couldn’t help but feel anxious and put his head in his hands.

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Now, after overcoming such hellish weekdays, Haruya finally reached the long-awaited weekend.

He heaved a sigh of relief and stroked his chest.

Usually, he would decide on his hairstyle and outfit before going out, but now, he was hesitant to do so due to the possibility of encountering the S-class beauties.

As he was pacing around his house, wondering what to do, the intercom suddenly rang.

“Hmm? Who is it? I haven’t ordered any deliveries,” Haruya thought.

Since he spent most of his time alone, it was rare for someone to visit his home. He didn’t have much of a relationship with his neighbors either, so he couldn’t figure out who the visitor could be.

While feeling perplexed, Haruya replied with “wait a sec,” and opened the door.

“Haruya, I came to see how you’re doing with living alone,” said the girl with boyish hair and clothing, and a bold and dignified tone to her voice.

She was a blood relative, more specifically his sister.

Because she suddenly appeared, Haruya couldn’t help but put his hands on his head.

“Why did you come here without any notice, Maya?”

“Mama asked me to come and check on how you’re doing, so I reluctantly came.”

“I didn’t ask for it… and the root cause is still her, huh?”

Haruya imagined his mother’s delighted face.

She had wanted to surprise him by suddenly sending his sister over. It was typical of his mischievous and cheeky mother, and Haruya couldn’t think of anything else.

“By the way, Haruya, your hair is too messy and your clothes are also sloppy. I don’t want to think this is what an older brother should look like, so fix it right away.”

As soon as Maya pointed her finger at him, she turned away with a “hmph.” She was a very cheeky younger sister. Haruya felt a momentary surge of anger, but he held back and raised his hands.

“Fine, just go home. I’m doing well on my own. Tell Mom that too.”

“Well, I also want to explore this area, but I can’t because it’s Mama’s request.”

“Enough with ‘Mama, Mama’…you should graduate from her soon, Maya.”

“Shut up, Haruya. Besides, you’re already checkmated since you opened the door.”

“Checkmated?”

Confused, Haruya tilted his head, and his cheeky sister pointed behind him, that is, at the room that was slightly visible through the open door.

“Your room…it’s messy.”

“…”

Haruya was speechless. It was an irrefutable argument.

Usually, his room was more neatly organized than it was today, but it was a bit messy today due to various circumstances.

“Ugh, I really don’t want to think of you as my brother. I’ll go and clean that up for you.”

“Wait a minute.”

Haruya tried to stop his sister from cleaning his room, but before he could say anything, Maya silenced him.

“I’m an honest person, you know. If you send me back like this, I’ll tell Mama the truth and she’ll most likely come to do it instead.”

“…”

Haruya was horrified at the thought of his mischievous and cheeky mother attacking his home.

His sister seemed like the lesser evil.

(She used to call me ‘Onii-chan’ and was so cute back then. When did she become so sassy? And whatt’s with you calling me Haruya? I’m your big brother, damn it.)

Given the current state of his room, Haruya couldn’t really assert his dignity, so he reluctantly let his sister into his room.