Morning.
A pink-haired puffball—Yui Yuigahama—was hurrying in from outside the school, splashing through the rainwater left from the night before. As she passed the main school building, she spotted a girl crouching by the side of the road.
Judging by looks alone, the girl was enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with Yukino Yukinoshita from their year—no, perhaps she even surpassed her. On top of that, she had a striking head of beautiful white hair that made her instantly recognizable. There was no question about it: she was the kind of beauty an ordinary girl like Yui would never dare approach lightly.
Yui had originally meant to warn her that crouching there like that might attract unwanted attention, but once she got closer, she realized the girl was staring at a snail crawling along the ground.
“Um… those things always come out after it rains, don’t they? You hardly ever see them otherwise. It’s kind of amazing…”
The moment she spoke, Yui regretted it a little. Who started a conversation with a beautiful stranger like that?
“Yeah. Creatures like these naturally prefer dark, damp environments. If they were directly exposed to a place with strong sunlight, that would be hard on them. There’s a good chance the sun’s heat would dry them out. And then there are also malicious people who might pour salt on them just to draw out their moisture.”
“Ah—right! Yeah, that does sound true. Little critters really do like damp places.”
“For things like these, people can artificially create the conditions that make an environment damp—for example, flower beds, soil, trees, watering, or even shade that blocks and weakens the sunlight. So really, all of those are factors that can be avoided, as long as people are willing to take the initiative.”
“Oh, that’s true.”
Yui Yuigahama suddenly understood, then quickly remembered she still had something to do and hurriedly got to her feet, ready to leave.
But unexpectedly, the girl behind her stood up as well and spoke to her.
“Good morning, stranger whose name I don’t know.”
“Uh—morning to you too, stranger whose name I don’t know—no, wait, that’s not right. My name is Yui Yuigahama. I’m not some nameless stranger. Please call me by my name.”
“Mhm. Got it, stranger whose name I just learned—Yui Yuigahama.”
A faintly alluring curve lifted the corner of Tadayana’s lips. It was obvious she was enjoying the feeling of teasing an innocent girl who had happened to pass by.
“That’s more like it… ah… you’re kind of mean…”
Hearing that, Yui no longer felt like saying much of anything. Right now, all she could think was that this girl probably had some rather odd tastes in certain areas.
But wow… she was beautiful…
Even though they were both girls, every glance and every tiny movement of her brows was enough to stir the heart. Yui found herself staring.
“Tadayana Volkova. That’s my name. Nice to meet you. I was just observing how many seconds it takes for a snail’s bodily fluid to congeal on the ground. If fate gives us another chance to meet, let’s exchange contact info then. You’re interesting. I hope your whole day is filled with happiness.”
With that, Tadayana turned and left.
“Mm… huh—wah!?”
Only the pink-haired puffball was left behind, caught completely off guard.
She was supposed to be the one taking the initiative to leave first, wasn’t she? And why exchange contact info next time? It definitely wasn’t that Yui thought waiting until next time was too slow… it was just kind of illogical, wasn’t it? They clearly could have exchanged it now… uh… so why did it feel like she was the one getting impatient instead?
Running into a beautiful schoolmate and then getting hit on against her will? How weird…
Still, observing snail fluid? That was a… rather delicate hobby.
Oh, right—what had she wanted to do again? Ah! She had meant to go ask for help from that newly formed club that helped people.
Thinking of that, she hurried off as well.
…
Meanwhile, Tadayana drifted leisurely toward the classroom as though she were floating.
As for studying and attending classes, those things were no longer the most important matters to her now. But she had no intention of missing out on this stage of high school the way she had in her previous life.
This was a new life. Here, she wanted to do everything she had failed to do in that former life, all the regrets she had left behind, and all the many things she had wanted to do. She wanted to experience it all completely, from beginning to end. Going to class was just one part of making that experience whole.
But the moment she stepped into the classroom, a girl at her side came over and greeted her with striking familiarity.
“Morning! Tadayana dear~ We were apart for so long, from last night until now—did you miss me?!”
“Morning. Of course I missed you. I missed you so much I couldn’t sleep, my darling.”
“Hahaha, what’s that supposed to mean? That direct? Are you trying to pursue me or something? Sorry, but I’m straight. I clearly only like boys.”
There was no need to look to know who it was. This was Tadayana’s childhood friend since coming to this world—Iroha Isshiki.
Although Tadayana did find it a little strange that in Japan, apparently anyone could have a “childhood friend” setting attached to them, fortunately, Iroha Isshiki was actually pretty pleasant to get along with. To the rest of the class, the two of them simply seemed to click very well in terms of personality and the way they talked. But only Tadayana knew that this was no coincidence. It was the tacit understanding built up over years of growing up together, almost like performing a comedy routine—if one dared to throw out a line, the other would absolutely play along. The whole point was that they could say anything. When you were close enough, you could really let loose and chat without holding back.
Because of that, the two of them often gave other people the mistaken impression that maybe they were actually lesbians.
As for that question, Tadayana had tested it before. Whenever she tried to deepen her exchanges with Iroha Isshiki, the other girl always avoided it. So Tadayana had subjectively ruled out that possibility. She respected Iroha Isshiki’s personal wishes.
Hmph. This one was just a brat who only knew how to talk big.
Every morning, the two of them would have this sort of back-and-forth. Their classmates had gone from being too shocked to speak, to eventually accepting it.
Because rumors that the two of them were both lesbians had swept through the class, none of the girls dared get close to them, let alone become friends with these so-called oddballs. But clearly, the two of them already formed a little group of their own.
As far as social needs went, having one person to chat with already felt like enough for Tadayana. One friend was enough. Any more than that would be troublesome.
Not long after her seat had first been assigned there, the person sitting across from her had switched seats with her at Iroha Isshiki’s request. The fact that the two of them now sat next to each other was no coincidence. It was the inevitable result of deliberate human intervention.
“Oh, right, I saw you upstairs just now talking to a girl you didn’t know at all. Was that really what I saw? What were you talking about?”
Then Iroha quickly waved her hands again.
“Don’t get the wrong idea. I’m just asking. It’d be a real problem if some woman who popped out of nowhere used her looks to scam you out of all your money. After all, your parents did entrust you to me.”
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T/N: oh right remember im not sure but oreigaru is early 2000’s? so gay isnt normal yet
Iroha
dango
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