The Story Of How I, A Gloomy Guy, Ended Up Surrounded By the Top-Tier Beautiful Girls In Class After A Seat Change - Chapter 50

The morning after the roles in the play were decided.

I woke up early as usual, finished logging into the social game, and was about to get out of bed… but.

“Ugh! I don’t want to go to school!”

After a night’s sleep and some calm thinking… I really don’t want to play Snow White.

I regret not rebelling against the extroverts at that time.

But if I had rebelled at that time (especially with the rumors about me and Miyama), I would have definitely been isolated in the class.

(Worst case scenario, there might have been bullying…)

The more I think about it, the more reluctant I feel.

I don’t want my cross-dressing to become a topic at high school reunions, but accepting it back then was necessary to protect myself now.

Yes, it couldn’t be helped… but the double-casting of the prince role was announced as the final blow.

That’s what’s troubling me.

Yuria and Kuroki as the prince… I can’t help but have a bad feeling about it.

Because if it’s Snow White, that means… I have to act out kissing scenes with those two.

“Hey, Ryota, wake up quickly or your dad will eat your breakfast!”

“What!? That damn old man!”

I jumped out of bed and headed straight to the living room.

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In the end, I couldn’t skip going to high school, so I fixed my bedhead while putting on leather shoes at the front door.

For introverts, not going to high school for even a day is either standing out in a bad way or being forgotten, so it’s not easy to take a day off.

Snow White will become what it will become… Miyama said she would do his best as a dwarf (big-busted dwarf), so I have to do my best too.

“I’m off… huh?”

As I left the house, rubbing my sleepy eyes, I caught a glimpse of black hair from the front gate.

It seems like someone is standing in front of the nameplate, leaning against it.

“Hehe… good morning, Ryota-kun.”

Waiting in front of the nameplate was… Rui Kuroki.

Instead of the navy winter clothes she wore until yesterday, Kuroki, wearing a fresh white short-sleeved summer sailor outfit, looked different.

“W-Why is Kuroki… here?”

“Oh my, I didn’t know your house was here, Ryota-kun. What a coincidence.”

I’ll say it again, look up the word “coincidence” in the dictionary.

“I’m sure you knew it was my house. Hey, who told you?”

“I didn’t hear it from anyone. I just noticed that there are two nameplates with the surname Izumitani nearby, and one of them belonged to an elderly couple, so I figured out that this must be your house by process of elimination.”

As if to say that all her previous statements were lies, Rui Kuroki presented a fluent deduction.

What is she really thinking! Why did she pinpoint my house!

“Hey, Ryota! K-Ku-ku, it’s Rui Kuroki! Why are you in front of my house!”

As we stood and talked at the front door, my sister, who came out later, was surprised and fell on her back.

An overreaction as if she had seen a monster.

Well, Rui Kuroki is a famous person even in our older generation…

“Oh, Ryota-kun’s sister?”

“Y-Yeah.”

As I answered, Kuroki immediately stood in front of my sister and showed a beautiful bow as an example.

“Sister, nice to meet you. I’m Ryota-kun’s classmate, Rui Kuroki. I have the honor of being friends with Ryota-kun.”

“O-Oh! Y-You’re doing well, Ryota. Well, maybe you haven’t done it yet.”

Mixing unnecessary dirty jokes, my sister hurriedly passed through the gate.

“I-I have a super handsome boyfriend at university! We do it every day! So don’t act all high and mighty, Ryota! Stupid, stupid!”

My sister, with a mental age of 6 (21 years old), ran off to university while spouting parting words.

“Hehe, looks like your sister misunderstood, huh?”

“It’s your fault!”

That was the best comment of the day.