When My Girlfriend Cheated On Me And Spread Rumors That I Was A Guy Who Would Sleep With Anyone, I Decided To Just Accept It And Ended Up Dating The Most Slutty Girl In School.

The Beast Who Realized Love in the Center of Pi.

Seeing Kirara’s furious reaction, as if she was the one wronged, something inside Naoki broke.

“…Do you believe me?”

Tears began to stream down his face.

“Of course! Why would you lie about something like that?”

“…You don’t know. Chiharu was the popular, clean-cut girl, and I’m just this plain, unremarkable guy…”

“I understand! Because Ashimura, you didn’t take advantage of me! I mean, you had the chance to sleep with the school’s most notorious promiscuous beauty, and you didn’t! There’s no way you’re a player!”

“Ugh, sob, wail, waaaah!”

As if time had resumed or a dam had burst, Naoki cried his heart out.

“There, there. It must have been hard for you, frustrating too. I’m on your side.”

Before he realized it, Naoki found himself nestled in Kirara’s generous embrace. Under normal circumstances, this would warrant a punch and a label of “pervert,” but Kirara, without a hint of disgust, gently stroked his head as she sniffled along with him.

Crying in Kirara’s arms felt comforting. It wasn’t a sexual pleasure. Despite being pressed between her breasts, it was something akin to the pure love Kirara spoke of.

Beyond the realm of physical desire, Naoki found profound solace. He felt as if the dark emotions he had bottled up for so long were washing away with his tears. When he had cried enough, Naoki regained his composure.

“…Sorry for doing something so weird all of a sudden…”

“It’s okay! I just realized my boobs exist to catch the tears of those who are crying!” Kirara replied with a playful double peace sign.

“…You’re so random.”

“But really, I’m quite used to this sort of thing, you know? Though it’s usually with other girls.”

She had mentioned before about helping isolated girls. Even if she wasn’t truly a “promiscuous girl,” she was certainly a leader among the top-tier fashionable girls.

“…I see.”

“Yeah! And I’m sorry for saying weird things and causing trouble. Let’s call it even, okay?”

“…Sure.”

Naoki felt his eyes well up again from Kirara’s kindness. He had thought all women were selfish and deceitful, but Kirara was like an angel. Knowing there were women like her in the world was enough to lift his spirits.

“So, I have a proposal. How about we pretend to be a couple?”

“…What did you just say?”

Naoki couldn’t believe his ears.

“It’s just so unfair to you, Ashimura! You were cheated on and falsely accused, and now you have no place at school! Leaving you like that makes me feel bad too!”

“…I appreciate your sympathy, but how does that lead to pretending to be your boyfriend, Hanabusa-san?”

“Drop the formalities, it sounds weird. Just call me Kirara.”

“But—”

“No buts! We’re friends now, right? No need to be so formal!”

Though he didn’t remember them becoming friends, it was true that he felt a sense of hesitation. He had treated her dismissively, assuming she was just like Chiharu, but she turned out to be genuinely kind-hearted. Naturally, he started addressing her more respectfully.

“If you’re okay with it, Hanabusa-san…”

“I said just call me Kirara. And I’ll call you Asshi!”

That nickname felt a bit like being someone’s errand boy, but he didn’t mind being called a pet name by Kirara.

“So, back to the point. Thanks to that bitch Chiharu, your reputation is in the gutter, right? Everyone’s talking behind your back and some even plan to harass you.”

“…Yeah.”

Kirara was right. Naoki’s position at school had become unbearable. His desk was vandalized, his shoes and textbooks were hidden, and he was tripped in the hallways.

“If we pretend you’re my boyfriend, those lowlifes will back off. And don’t you think Chiharu will be pissed knowing you’re dating someone better than her?”

“…I don’t know. She probably doesn’t care about me anymore…”

That would explain her cruel actions.

“No, no, no! Even if she’s lost interest in you, she still cares about herself. From what I gather, Chiharu seems very prideful. Seeing us all lovey-dovey would definitely get to her.”

“…Maybe you’re right.”

Kirara’s suggestion seemed plausible. Chiharu was indeed prideful and competitive. In hindsight, her comments sometimes hinted at seeing Kirara as a rival.

“Kirara, don’t you want to get back at her? Aren’t you mad about how she treated you?”

Naoki fell silent, seriously considering the question.

“…I am angry. Really angry… But wanting revenge… I don’t know.”

Kirara stared at him intently, as if trying to gauge his true feelings.

“Do you still like that bitch Chiharu?”

“…I don’t know. I don’t even want to think about her.”

He wanted to forget her completely. That was how he felt now.

“I see. But I think you should get back at her a little. Otherwise, you’ll look back years from now and feel a deep regret, wishing you had stood up for yourself. You’ll think, ‘Why did I just lie down and take it back then!'”

She must have experienced something similar. Kirara’s words resonated deeply with him.

“It’s not like we’re talking about doing something terrible for revenge. Just showing off our ‘loving’ relationship isn’t too bad, right?”

She had a point. When discussing intimate topics, Kirara seemed unreliable, but now she appeared strong and dependable.

“…I think it’s a good idea. Actually, it’s almost too good. Except that it doesn’t seem to benefit you, Kirara.”

Letting him cry on her shoulder was more than enough. Any more kindness would feel like an impossible debt to repay.

“There is a benefit! If you act as my boyfriend, it makes my ‘bitch’ persona more convincing! Plus, I can rely on you for advice when I get stuck with all these intimate questions! It’s the perfect win-win!”

With that, Kirara did a clumsy robot dance while chanting “win-win.”

“…So, a mutually beneficial contract?”

“Exactly!”

Kirara flashed a cheeky grin and held up a reverse peace sign. Even though it seemed like Naoki stood to gain the most, he decided to accept her kindness.

“I’m in.”

“Double-riding it is.”

They shook hands firmly.

“So, I have a question right away. What’s sex really like?”

“I have a question for you too. Have you ever watched any adult videos?”

Kirara’s eyes widened, and her face turned bright red as she looked down.

“…No.”

“I figured. I’ll show you my collection.”

“You have one!?”

“Every guy has a stash.”

“That’s not right! It’s for 18 and up!”

“It’s more of a problem if you don’t see this stuff until you’re over 18.”