Weren’t You Only Using Me As A Stand-in? [20]
At exactly six a.m. the next morning, Kitahara Takeru woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he realized
At exactly six a.m. the next morning, Kitahara Takeru woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he realized
“Tiny, I’m heading to school. Be good at home — no chewing stuff up, and if it gets hot, turn
“The train is arriving. Please stand behind the yellow line.” “Transferring passengers, please disembark in an orderly fashion.” The train
In the front of Class 1-A’s classroom, the math teacher stood at the blackboard, chalk in hand, writing out set
In the school cafeteria, Kitahara Takeru carried his tray of tonkatsu over to his usual seat. Just as he sat
The mixer didn’t wrap up until 8 p.m. Everyone split the bill evenly. In Japan, even couples often go Dutch
“She… she’s your girlfriend?” The balding, beer-bellied middle-aged man glanced at Watanabe Akari, then at Kitahara Takeru, clearly skeptical that
At 6 a.m., the alarm on the bedside table blared loudly—beep beep beep— Kitahara Takeru rubbed his eyes, silenced the
Nakano Yotsuba helped Kitahara Takeru onto a bench in the park, asking with concern, “Are you okay?” Takeru glanced down
While Kitahara Takeru and Tanaka Kōta were talking, the gyaru-styled girls across from them were also quietly sizing him up.