Koukando ga Mieru – v1c2
Koukando ga Mieru you ni natta n da ga, Heroine ga Count Stop shite iru Ken
I Can View Others’ Affinity Stats, But She Has Maxed Out The Affinity Meter!
Author: Komaki Ryosuke
First Symptom
2 – I’m seeing some kind of heart mark #2
I was able to buy the bread and drink I wanted and went back to where Miku and Haruki were. I sat down, threw the bread and drink on the desk, and remembered what had happened earlier.
I wondered why Kujou-san had such a high number. And besides, she’s insanely cute. I’m curious!
As I was thinking about this, a karate chop flew into my crown.
“Ouch…….. What are you doing?
“You, I’ve been calling you for a while now! Don’t ignore me!”
As I rubbed my head, I turned my eyes to see Miku glaring at me in a grumpy foul mood. Then Haruki started laughing beside her.
“It’s rare to see Touma absent-mindedly. Is there something wrong?”
“You know, there are four heavenly queens, right? I saw one of them, Kujou-san, for the first time, and she was so cute. It’s hard to put into words.”
When I said this with great passion, Miku sighed loudly and deliberately.
“They’re not going to take you seriously anyway, so don’t let your infatuation get the better of you.”
“I, I know! Though, it makes me sad to say it. Do you think I’m that bad?”
“Mm, I think you’re pretty mediocre. Well, this is because of your childhood friend’s favoritism, so you might actually be in the bottom half.”
When I dropped my shoulders at Miku’s ruthless comment, Haruki gently placed a hand on my shoulder.
“You’re not that bad. What’s more important is what’s inside.”
“It, it only becomes a finishing blow when you say so.”
When I glared at him with teary eyes, Haruki smiled awkwardly. After all, handsome men have a lot of room to maneuver, or so to speak. I want to learn from him.
After eating lunch, we arrived at the afternoon class. Writing with my favorite mechanical pencil that I bought in April, I struggled to take notes.
I could write easily. I knew that different stationery might improve the quality of my study.
While I was immersed in such self-satisfaction, the chime rang. Today’s class was finally over.
As I stretched out leaning my weight on the back of my chair, Miku and Haruki came over to me. Then, Miku picked up my mechanical pencil on the desk.
“What? Touma, did you change your mechanical pencil? The eraser is new as well.”
“Ah! You noticed? I have no idea, but I lost them around winter.”
“Heeh. Well, they’re probably rolling under your bed anyway.”
“No, I’ve looked for them, but they weren’t there.”
When I told her that, she said, “Hmm,” and went away, not interested. When I was wondering what she was doing here, Haruki called me.
“Touma only carries one pencil, Do you have some kind of commitment?”
“No, I don’t particularly have. I also have pencils, I just don’t want to waste money.”
“Haha, I see. Well, it’d be good if you have another one as a spare.”
“You’re indeed right.”
“Well then, do you want to go shopping with me sometime?”
“Sure, let’s do.”
Then Haruki smiled and walked over to Miku. After cleaning and homeroom, the school was over for the day. As I was walking down the hallway, Haruki came up beside me.
“Let’s go home together.”
“Oh.”
Haruki gave me a refreshingly handsome smile. Looking at him, I wondered why he was hanging out with me.
Thinking about this, I turned my eyes forward. Then, a little ahead of me, I saw Kujou-san. Moreover, our eyes met again.
Her beautiful black hair was swaying in the breeze coming in through the open window. Her figure is truly an unreachable flower. She was one that I could never reach even if I tried. She must have had a boyfriend, and he’s a cool guy who excels in anything. But that’s fine. If I could just look at a beautiful flower, I was enough.
I just stood there frozen, as I thought about it. It was as if time had stopped for me. As I stopped, Haruki looked into my face.
“Touma? Are you okay?”
“What? Ah, I’m fine, I’m fine!”
When I hurriedly replied, then Haruki gave a small laugh.
“Kujou-san huh. If you’re interested, why don’t you talk to her?”
“No, no, if a stranger suddenly talks to her, she’ll get suspicious.”
I said that and sighed. Then I heard a voice calling Haruki from behind.
“U, umm Nanase-kun. Can you give me some time right now?”
The girl looked nervous. From the appearance of her, she’s a freshman like us. By the way she was looking. This development, I could guess it. I could!
“Okay, I can. Touma, I’m sorry. But you can go home first.”
“See you later, then.”
This kind of stuff happened every day. I didn’t have any particular sentiment now. Haruki was a handsome guy with a good sense of style. I didn’t remember when he started exercising, but he’s gotten really good at it, and he’s basically had become flawless. He could also study. From a girl’s point of view, Haruki must also be in the same term as an unreachable flower.
There was no reason to hold him back. I raised my hand lightly, and then Haruki and the girl who had called him out went away.
Now, let’s go home. I turned my head forward again. To my surprise, Kujou-san was still there.
Wh, what is she doing, just standing there like that?
Once again, our eyes met again. As expected, this was too much. If I looked at her too much, I might make her uncomfortable.
Thus, I quickly averted my eyes and walked quickly past Kujou-san.
I walked home alone. Miku said she had a committee. As I was walking alone, I couldn’t help but think of unnecessary things. Haruki, I wonder if he’s going to turn the confession down again.
When I arrived home, I sat down on a chair in the living room. Today was tiring, I thought, as I threw myself into the couch and heard a creaking sound. I picked up the remote and turned on the TV. I let the news flow through my brain without thinking about it. Then, a news popped up that caught my attention. It was the first time I had taken an interest in the news, which I had always watched as if it were something else.
[There is still no information on the mosquito that escaped from the research facility yesterday.]
The newscaster continued to read the news.
[The mosquito that escaped is said to be pink all over. The bite of this mosquito causes the following symptoms. The first symptom is the appearance of a heart mark on the head of a stranger, indicating how much the likability they have. And……”
Re, really? This reminded me of something that happened this morning. I’m pretty sure the mosquito I crushed was pink all over. And everyone I passed today had a heart mark over their heads. And……, what do you mean by likability? I think my prediction that the closer the person is to me, the higher the value will be, is correct.
…… No, but then what does it mean that Kujou-san’s likability is 100? I’d never had any contact with her, so it was strange that she had a high likability. W, well it’s an unknown creature, and they said the research facility was in the middle of some sort of disaster, so it must have bugs. It must be.
I got up from my chair, trying to cool my confused head. I turned off the TV and headed for my room. I threw my bag down and dove into bed. With my face half-buried in the pillow, I operated my phone with one hand, opened the Internet, and casually typed in the search bar.
[What is likability?]
What the h*ll am I doing!
I felt ashamed of myself for doing this, and buried my face in the pillow as hard as I can. What suddenly came to mind was the standing figure of Kujou-san in the blowing breeze.
That scene was really beautiful. Even though it might be a bug, I was curious when it said that she has a high likability of me. I wondered if it was okay to just talk to her, like Haruki had said. I myself would like to talk to her.
That night, all I could think about was that, and I couldn’t get anything.
I wish I could see and meet her again tomorrow. With such an excited feeling in my heart, I hugged the quilt tightly and went to sleep.
