“So, what did you need?”
A girl asked. The voice sounded familiar.
“This summer break, I devoted myself entirely to self-improvement. I just can’t give up on you, Kazama. So I want to convey my feelings once more. Please go out with me.”
Normally I wouldn’t be interested in confessions, but I also recognized the voice of the boy confessing.
I quietly showed my face while suppressing my presence. Standing there were Kazama Yukina and a male classmate.
The boy is famous as a handsome guy and is also an honor student who ranks near the top on every test. He has a good personality too, and talks casually even to loner guys like me. He’s someone who could be called a saint who extended a hand to me during the bullying time of “make pairs.”
Most girls would say yes.
Isn’t this a chance?
If Kazama accepts the confession, I’ll spread the information that they’re dating. Then she’ll fall from the princess seat, and my honor will be preserved.
“I’m sorry.”
Unfortunately, reality was merciless.
“C-can I at least ask why?”
“I think I said this before, but I think of Yamada-kun as a friend. But I can’t see you as a romantic interest. Sorry.”
The handsome guy was swiftly rejected. From the way he spoke, it seems he’s been rejected once before.
After a moment of silence, the handsome Yamada-kun accepted his rejection.
“…I see. Sorry for taking your time. Thank you.”
He left with words befitting a handsome guy to the end. At that moment, his profile that I happened to see seemed somehow refreshed.
Someone handsome who can study and has a good personality was easily rejected. I felt like I was once again confronted with the high difficulty level of capturing a princess.
Maybe it would be faster to give up on the capture operation and negotiate with Ayane. The problem is how to win Ayane over. It would be easy if she’d settle for pudding, but she’s probably not that simple.
Should I just offer cash?
Bribing my own sister to keep her quiet is too disgusting. That would definitely make me a pig with no pride. Well, I’m a VTuber pig anyway.
As I was thinking about such trivial matters, Kazama’s laughter echoed in the room.
“Ahahahaha, I can’t believe he confessed again. He seems to have worked hard to polish himself as a man during summer break, but he’s already captured, so I don’t care. It would just be troublesome to be called out repeatedly, so I hope this makes him give up.”
What’s gotten into her suddenly?
“Well, his desperate face was entertaining, so I’ll let it pass. Watching a handsome guy get flustered is fun too, so this works in its own way.”
Kazama’s laughter was terribly vulgar, unlike before.
“Yamada-kun was entertaining. At first he had no interest in me at all, but toward the end he was glancing over here whenever he had time. His grades even dropped, poor thing. Oh, I need to make a note before I forget. Yamada-kun is the second successful capture.”
Kazama sat on the desk, crossed her legs, and pulled out her smartphone.
The sight of her sitting on the desk, languidly fiddling with her smartphone, had not a trace of her usual elegance.
“Well now, things are going smoothly in my second year too. There were also idiots who confessed even without being in the adjacent seat, but if I count them as captured too, that’s more than half the class.”
I couldn’t believe the words coming from Kazama, who has a reputation for a good personality, and my brain froze for a moment.
After that, Kazama, who had been fiddling with her smartphone while humming, smiled again.
“So, the next prey is Kanbara-kun.”
The moment my name was called, my heart jumped.
There are probably only my sister and I with the surname Kanbara at this academy. I’m the only one who would be called “Kanbara-kun.”
“From talking with him, I’d say he’s an otaku who can’t fit into the class. But his vigilance is pretty strong. I wonder if he’s not interested in girls? Or maybe being rejected by a girl in the past became a trauma. Like he turned to 2D because he was rejected by a real girl or something?”
You’re right on the money.
Kazama let out a big sigh, put away her smartphone, and jumped off the desk.
“I’ve captured many of that type, so this time will be easy. Oh, how about I try for a speed record? Alright, I’ll aim to capture him within this week. I’m already looking forward to that mob character showing his pathetic face when he confesses.”
With an evil smile still on her face, Kazama left the classroom.
“……”
In the now-empty classroom, I was in shock.
I’d learned the hidden face of Kazama, who was said to have the best personality. That was shocking, but needless to say, what shocked me most was something else.
“I’m being called ‘mob character-kun’?”
I was aware that I didn’t have a protagonist-like face. I’m not under the delusion that I’m handsome. But still, the fact that I was being called “mob character-kun” gouged at my psyche considerably.
My mental state was damaged, but this clarified things.
She’s just playing around. Playing the game of making the boy sitting next to her fall in love—a pastime that would make even the upper class turn pale. On top of that, she records it and gets off on it. She’s definitely a dangerous person.
So this is the hidden face of the fairy.
I get it now. I thought it was strange that she treated everyone equally regardless of whether they were ugly, but this exceeded expectations by far. It’s not on the level of being interested in handsome guys or anything—she was using boys as toys to satisfy her own desires. Of course she’d be kind to non-handsome guys too.
…Geez, what fairy? She’s even more black-hearted than Ayane.
Now that I know her hidden face, I understand why she overlapped with Ayane.
Ayane wears a mask at school, and that image must have overlapped with Kazama.
The fairy’s hidden face. I kind of wanted to know, but kind of didn’t.
Thinking about it makes me feel heavy. According to her story, I’m apparently going to be fiercely attacked from now on. That itself isn’t a problem. If I know her hidden face, I can endure it.
However, what’s worst is the current situation. I have to conversely capture such a Kazama.
I considered using what I saw here as leverage, but it’s probably impossible. Even if I spread what just happened to those around me, how many people would believe my statement?
Between a mob and a princess’s statement, which has higher credibility?
If I were in my classmates’ position, I’d definitely believe Kazama. And then I’d call the person spreading it a liar.
“…Seriously?”
Imagining my future self, I returned to the classroom in a depressed mood.
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Several days had passed since I witnessed the fairy’s hidden face.
As expected, Kazama Yukina’s attacks began from that day. They were extremely brutal. You could even call it a fierce assault.
Let me introduce some of the content.
First was during class. An eraser rolled under my desk.
“Sorry, I dropped my eraser.”
“Leave it to me.”
I dove under the desk to pick up the eraser.
I successfully completed the mission and was about to emerge from under the desk when Kazama suddenly moved her leg. Her skirt swayed, and her underwear almost became visible.
“……”
The so-called lucky pervert moment.
I was thanking heaven for the gift it had given me when I heard the teacher’s voice and hurriedly came to my senses. I handed the eraser to Kazama. Of course, I didn’t show in my expression that a lucky pervert moment had occurred.
“Here.”
“Thanks, Kanbara-kun.”
Kazama expressed her gratitude while squeezing my hand with both of hers. I was startled by the soft touch of her hands.
“You’re so kind to pick it up for me.”
“This much is normal.”
“That’s not true. You really helped me.”
After a while, Kazama slowly released her hands. Then, with a slightly bewitching expression:
“…Did you see?”
“Wh-what are you talking about?!”
“Hehehe, your face is turning red.”
Only now did I realize that moving her leg was an attack meant to make me fall for her. That wasn’t a gift from heaven but a fairy’s trap.
I kept my composure by thinking of Netoge no Yome (MMO wife) in my head.
That wasn’t the only attack. In another class, she unleashed an even more powerful attack.
“I forgot my textbook. Can I share yours?”
“Sure.”
Kazama pushed her desk against mine.
“Thanks. I do this a lot—I’m such a klutz.”
“Don’t worry about it. I forget mine sometimes too.”
Forgetting a textbook happens often, so I didn’t think anything of it.
That part was fine, but Kazama pressed not just her desk but also her body close.
She got so close that when I turned the page of the textbook, my elbow ended up hitting her chest. This was definitely on purpose. She clearly moved her body closer at the timing when I was turning the page.
“Ah, Kanbara-kun, you pervert.”
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