The Love Comedy Where You’ll Die if They Find Out Who’s Your Crush

“Senpai ♡, Konnichiwa, I’m so glad to see you.
“

 

“Oh, …… Haya!?”

 

After Mizuki, I was surprised to see another familiar face.

The one who smiles like a prankster is Akiba Hachiya, who also went to junior high school with us.  She’s only around my waist, but she has breasts the size of a grown woman.

She seems to be concerned about her short stature, claiming, “I’m actually one year younger than you!” She is a mischievous girl who calls most of her classmates “Senpai”.

 

“Huh? Are you excited to see me after so long?”

 

“It’s not possible.
It’s true that it’s unexpected that we met at this school, but we see each other frequently at our part-time work.”

 

“Don’t say that.
You’ve got your pants all unzipped and you’re ready to go.”

 

“No! Seriously? What?”

 

“When I hugged you earlier, I quickly unzipped it.”

 

“Hayaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

 

“Ooh, aah~~~♡”

 

She makes a cute scream and walks around behind Haruka.
This fellow …… knows the situation by instinct! Haruka was covering her face with her hands, but she was saying something like “Wow ……” and her hands had gaps between her fingers, so it was possible that she was staring at me.
No, only the “girl of my dreams” would do such a trivial thing, but …….
　

I turned around with my back to the two girls and hurriedly pulled my zipper back up.

 

“How come you’re in the Haou Academy too? Tell me!”

 

“No.
There was a chance I would fail, so I was embarrassed to tell you.”

 

“Hmm.
…… What did you really think?”

 

“I thought, “If we both get accepted, it will be easy to pull the first prank!””

 

…… Can I hit her? 　

This energetic junior is a bee that loves other people’s misfortune.
Even in junior high school, I was constantly interrupted at school and at my part-time job, and several times I was embarrassed to the point of shame…….

I think I should show some dignity as a senior.

 

“By the way, Senpai.
I’d like to exchange contact information with you.”

 

“Huh?  No, I know your contact information.
Your e-mail address.”

 

“Oh, I changed my e-mail address a few days ago.”

 

“I never heard of this.”

 

“I sent a text to a girl I was interested in, and I wanted to see her get teary-eyed when she got a reply from MailerDemon.”

 

“…… I feel sorry for her.”

 

“Oh well.
I’ll give you a proper LINE next time.”

 

“…………”

 

I scanned the QR code that was handed to me.
No way……..
Is there such a thing as a sad contact exchange in this world? ……

 

Next to me, there was a conversation that went something like, “Oh, you told Mizuki-senpai about my LINE, didn’t you?” Mizuki smiled and said, “That’s right.” but this fact accelerated my heartbreak even more.
I’m with her even at my part-time job…….

 

“Oh …….
Unhappy senpai, nice …… ♡”

 

“Don’t be so smug.”

 

“Oh, well.
I’ll give you a breast squeeze next time.”

 

“What are you saying in a normal tone!?”

 

“What? They grew to G-cups the other day, you know.”

 

“I’m not complaining about the size!”

 

“I can’t believe …… you’re in love with someone else.”

 

“That’s impossible!  I mean, the whole class is looking at me because of you!”

 

“Are you okay? Do you want a breast squeeze?”

 

“I don’t! I’m not squeezing them!”

 

“…… Pfft.
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!”

 

I don’t know what was so funny, but Haya was laughing with tears in her eyes.

By all accounts, I was the victim, but it seems that my classmates had put me and Haya on the “people to stay away from” list.
It’s almost like defamation.
I want to claim damages.

 

“Hey.
Seven minutes to go before the deadline.
Make the exchanges quickly.”

 

Professor Mishimoto clapped her hands to change the atmosphere.

I’m impressed.
She deals with the bullying in the class in a precise manner.
She is the true example of a teacher.
From now on, I’m going to follow her for the rest of my life!

 

“By the way, I’m an F cup.
You can beat me in size, but I’m confident in my shape.”

 

“………………”

 

Why did they have to compete with each other?

Anyway, everyone started to move again, following the order of Professor Mishimoto.

The only one who sat down was Haruka.

 

“……?  Hey, the assignment is ‘three or more people’, remember? Haruka also needs to exchange with the other two people…”

 

“Huh?  I’m already done.”

 

“What the…!?”

 

When did this happen!? How did she do it!?

I thought she was struggling so much just now.
This is the true ability of this year’s top student.

After all, her confusion at the first contact exchange was an act.
She was waiting for the right moment to carry out her plan for me……! 　

I can’t keep doing this.

I need to get the contact information of another person as soon as possible.
　

However, as I was in such a hurry, Haya was once again clinging to my waist, declaring, “I don’t want to leave you tonight…♡” At first glance, it seemed like a cute gesture, but all I could think was that she wanted to see me become a victim of time overrun, so I forcibly pulled her off and threw her into the crowd of boys.

 

She is charismatic and popular with a number of boys because she has the ultimate weapon of destruction.
“No, Senpai! It’s so terrible!” I heard tears in her voice, but I ignored them.
Hachiya and I have built a fair relationship where we take pleasure in each other’s misfortune.

Now, I’m finally free.

 

I was able to get Haruka’s contact information, which was my first priority, and I also exchanged the information with Haya for some reason.

If I can just get one more girl from around here to give me her contact information…

 

“………………” 　

 

That’s when I hit the obvious wall.

I was embarrassed to ask for their contact information.

…… No, I know what you mean.
This is a ” Love Studies” assignment, and I am fully equipped with theories.
But regardless of that, I am embarrassed by what I am embarrassed by.
What’s more, the situation is this.

Most of the girls in the class are chasing after Mizuki and some of the other boys, and most of the girls who are watching from afar have already gotten the contact information of at least three of them.

In other words, the risk of being rejected is very high.

In addition, after the incident with Haya, there are probably a lot of girls who think it’s best not to get involved with me.
However, there is a way.
I’ve already found the best solution.

I’ve already found the perfect solution: a girl who is willing to exchange contact information with me, and who I find very attractive.
A girl I would love to get in touch with.
As I approached her, I said to her.

 

“I’m begging you.
Please give me your contact information.”

 

“…… A 90-degree bow at a right angle is quite unpleasant.”

 

Professor Mishimoto looked at me with a half-eyed look of disgust on her face.

 

“I can’t do it anymore.
I can’t trust ordinary girls.
But I can trust you.
You will never betray me!”

 

“You can’t say that with such tension like ‘muscles won’t betray you’.”

 

“The assignment is ‘Opposite sex contacts’, not ‘Opposite sex students’.
The assignment is ‘contacts of the opposite sex’, not ‘students of the opposite sex’.
In other words, the teacher, Professor Mishimoto, is included in this category.”

 

Professor Mishimoto’s eyebrow shot up.

I thought for sure that she felt uncomfortable with the way I had worded the assignment.
…… However, the edge of her mouth lifted slightly as she puffed on her e-cigarette.

 

“…… Interesting.
You’re the first student who’s ever asked me for my contact information like that.
That’s what I call a ‘provisional student.'”

 

“Provisional student……?”

 

“I can tell.”

 

It was a meaningful statement, but apparently not a negative one.

Good, Aoyama Natsumi! Let’s do it now!

 

“In addition, in today’s romantic comedies, the teacher is often the more popular one.”

 

“…… What are you talking about?”

 

“I’d like to aggressively pursue the teacher heroine as well.
Because Sensei is a beautiful woman!”

 

“You come on too strong with teachers, you know that?”

 

“You have a beautiful face and a great figure, don’t you? By the way, how old are you, Sensei?”

 

“I’ll be twenty this year.”

 

“You’re only four years older than me! I’m more like an ant! Sensei, don’t you think it’s better to have a young boyfriend? Younger is more energetic, right?”

 

“Isn’t that an advantage for men?”

 

“By the way, I’m willing to be interrogated by you.”

 

“You’re hired!”

 

She writes something in her notebook, tears off the page and hands it to me.
The paper I received was lined with an eleven-digit phone number.

 

“It’s inefficient to install apps every time.
Call or text me what you need.
Right……, let’s start with phone interrogation.”

 

What is that disturbing word? To be honest, it was a stupid conversation, but …… Professor Mishimoto seems to have taken it seriously.
She is indeed a teacher.
I’m so lucky to have a teacher who cares about her students…..

 

“If you have a sleepless night or a lonely holiday, please call me.
Let’s take it slow and have some fun together…….!”

 

She put her hands on both of my shoulders and looked at me with glowing eyes.

…… Ah.
This is not good.

This is not a joke, but a real danger to me.

 

“I’ll be waiting for you!” I gave the teacher an awkward smile and walked away.

 

I felt as if I had made a terrible mistake at the crossroads of my life.
If this were a simulation game, it wouldn’t be surprising if I went straight to a bad ending, like instant death.
I’m scared.

Anyway, I was able to exchange contact information with three people of the opposite sex.

I guess I’ve successfully cleared the first obstacle of the death game.

I patted my chest in relief and returned to my seat.
On the way, a girl walked up to me from the side.

 

“Would you like to exchange contact information with me as well?”

 

My body stiffened at the sound of her beautiful voice, like the ringing of a bell.

It was a beautiful girl.

 

She was a beautiful girl, a strawberry blonde who looked like she had stepped out of a picture book.
The tips of her hair, tied in two knots, swayed gracefully and fluffily.
Her eyelashes were long and her skin glistened.
The uniform she wears is different from that of most students in every detail, and she exudes an atmosphere of luxury and glamour.  A daughter of a noble family.
　

 

Or a princess in a fairy tale.

She differs from Haruka in that her beauty is dedicated to attracting and captivating people.

She had a beauty that made everyone turn to look at her when they passed her, and made everyone want to pass her when they faced her.

 

“Are you be talking to …… me?”

 

There was no other way to put it, but I couldn’t help but check.
I felt out of place and helpless.
I don’t think I’m worthy to talk to her.
There was nothing humble a