Chapter 64: Why does everyone have to be like this?

Indeed… she had been overthinking things before.

Even when facing Nogami Hiroki and Kurohara Masahira, couldn’t she just interact with them casually?

Why bother with so many details?

Of course, she absolutely had to avoid the tragic ending of the game Love 100%; necessary precautions could not be neglected.

But there was no need to deliberately keep her distance or cut off ties.

Furthermore, attending Ōka Academy made it impossible to completely avoid contact with those two.

She couldn’t forget what those two did to “Lady Yuka” in the game… in Hiroki’s route, because Nogami Hiroki hated being set up in an arranged marriage, he used Lady Yuka, who was of equal status, as a shield.

Then, after meeting the protagonist, his true love, in high school, he debased and destroyed the troublesome Lady Yuka.

He had clearly been using her all along… wouldn’t it have been enough to simply ask for a sincere cancellation of the engagement when he no longer needed her?

But to frame, belittle, and destroy the innocent Lady Yuka just to get together with the protagonist and avoid becoming the villain himself…

Unforgivable. Absolutely unforgivable.

Kurohara Masahira also aided and abetted, repeatedly scheming to ruin Lady Yuka’s reputation.

In other routes, Lady Yuka’s death was also connected to him… she would never forgive these two.

But… if this world was different from the game Love 100%… if things had changed… perhaps she could also become ordinary friends with Nogami Hiroki and Kurohara Masahira.

Therefore… there was no need to completely reject them from the start… she would try interacting with them first.

This was what Akagi-sensei taught her.

Just thinking like this lightened her mood considerably, reigniting her motivation.

While she was thinking, the doorbell rang.

Today was the day Kohara Yuko would visit her home.

Although summer vacation had only just begun, Yuko said she wanted to meet as soon as possible, so they set the date on her earliest available day.

‘Could it be… that Yuko canceled other arrangements for today?’

When they confirmed the date, Yuko had only asked for her available days but hadn’t mentioned her own plans.

The moment Yuka stated her free time, Yuko immediately locked in that date.

Normally, for Yuko to also be free on that exact day, a single-try confirmation… such a coincidence was unlikely.

It was probable that Yuko decided to cancel her other plans as soon as she heard Yuka’s available time.

However… that was Yuko’s freedom, and it wasn’t appropriate for her to comment.

More importantly, Yuko seemed to have arrived; she had to go to the entrance to greet her.

Waiting for a moment in the entrance hall, she saw Emi leading Yuko over as expected.

Mother was also at home today.

She had already informed Mother that the young lady of the Kohara family was coming to visit, so Mother was also waiting specifically to greet Yuko.

“Good morning, Aunt. I am Kohara Yuko. Thank you for having me today…”

Yuko’s first words were a greeting to Mother.

“Oh, it’s Miss Kohara Yuko… what a lovely child. Did you come to play with Yuka?”

“I am Yu…”

“M-Mother! It’s rude to make a guest stand here! Senior Yuko, welcome. Please, come in.”

Yuka hurriedly interrupted Yuko’s words.

If she let Yuko continue speaking, there was no telling what startling things she might reveal.

This person was a bit terrifying… she couldn’t take her lightly…

Mother had no sense of humor.

The mother in the game Love 100% was an arrogant and rigid socialite, and Mother in this world was an even stricter and more terrifying Spartan-style mother.

Even saying a silly joke would earn her a harsh scolding.

“……Alright. Miss Kohara Yuko, please come in.”

“Thank you for having me.”

Whew… Mother allowing Yuko inside temporarily averted a crisis.

But she hoped Yuko wouldn’t say any more strange things.

Mother truly couldn’t take a joke…

“Um… Big Sister Yuko, would you like to go to my room?”

“To Yuka’s room? Of course I would!”

Mother glanced at her.

Perhaps Mother originally intended for them to talk in the living room or somewhere similar.

But she wouldn’t allow that to happen.

Letting Mother and Yuko talk alone would definitely lead to disaster.

She had at least that much judgment.

Although she invited Yuko to her room, Mother ultimately said nothing.

Mother likely understood that she intervened because she was worried the two would clash.

But… even if Mother thought it was strange, she had to prevent these two from meeting.

She had come to realize deeply that she could not let these two stay together.

Dangerous person plus dangerous person equals super crisis.

She had experienced this firsthand; please do not mix dangerous substances.

“Please come in.”

“This is Yuka’s room, huh…”

Upon entering the room… Yuko started taking deep breaths for some reason.

‘Now what’s going on?’

‘Why does everyone do this!!!’

“But… I can hardly believe this is a first-grader’s room.”

“Clang!”

‘After all, I’m not a first-grader on the inside! It’s not strange for it to be noticed!’

‘Oh no… although Shoko didn’t say anything, Yuko seems to have realized something.’

‘Is this the sixth-grader’s intuition at work?’

‘Could she actually tell that I’m an adult male inside just by looking at the room?’

No… calm down… it’s impossible to be exposed that quickly.

Unless there were male-oriented materials in the room, but unfortunately, she didn’t have any of those.

She had never felt any such desires from her previous life since reincarnating, perhaps because of her young body, or perhaps because she had become female.

Even seeing the types of women or situations she liked in her past life left her completely indifferent.

Had her tastes changed? Because she became female? Or because she was still young?

These were questions for later.

It was just a bit lonely that she no longer reacted to things that once excited her.

“This is the bed Yuka usually sleeps in…”

“Um… Big Sister Yuko?”

Yuko looked around the room, her gaze stopping on her four-poster bed, and walked toward it with a dreamy, swaying gait.

And then…

“Eh!? Big Sister Yuko?! W-What are you doing!?”

“Haa… haa… Yuka… it’s Yuka’s scent! Ah~! I can feel Yuka’s warmth!”

Yuko threw herself onto her bed, burying her face in the pillows and quilt, breathing deeply, hugging the down comforter tightly, and rolling around.

Wait… had she seen a similar scene recently?

Or was it her imagination?

By the way, she had been awake for quite some time; there was no way there was still residual body heat.

She had to correct this; it was purely Yuko’s illusion.

It was absolutely not because she was a sleepyhead who had just gotten up.

“Um… Big Sister Yuko… your skirt is riding up…”

Rolling around in her skirt, her fair legs were peeking out.

‘Oh no… if this were still my previous nosebleed-prone body, I would probably be bleeding profusely right now.’

Some people might think it strange for her to say this about a sixth-grade elementary student, but ever since the last incident, she had been inexplicably conscious of Yuko.

Even though she was still an elementary schooler, she occasionally exuded a femininity that was inappropriate for her age, making her heart pound.

It was as if she were in the transition period from a young girl to a woman, like a fruit that was both unripe and yet distinctly mature…

Wait, what was she thinking… she wasn’t a lolicon or a pervert. She wasn’t…

“Oh my? I’m doing it on purpose, you know? So don’t be shy; feel free to look?”

“Pfft!”

Yuko gently grabbed her skirt hem… gradually revealing her legs beneath the down comforter and skirt.

Unknowingly, Yuka instinctively swallowed, her gaze locked tightly on those legs.

“Miss Kohara, isn’t entering Miss Yuka’s bed without permission and messing up the sheets rather rude?”

“What? It’s you again?”

Yikes! Come to think of it, Emi was here too.

She must have seen her staring intently at Yuko’s legs!

And if this continues, Yuko and Emi will start arguing again.

These two are a dangerous combination as well; they can’t be left alone together.

“E-Emi and Big Sister Yuko, please calm down.”

“……Alright.”

Yuko said, getting off the bed.

Emi didn’t seem to have any intention of saying more either, remaining silent.

Although it was scary that Mother and Yuko might have dangerous conversations together, the interaction between Emi and Yuko was more like a silent war.

They didn’t directly confront each other, but sparks flew beneath the surface…

She was powerless in either situation.

And it was very scary… what on earth should she do?

“Yuka, can I look at your desk?”

“Eh? Sure, go ahead.”

Why did everyone want to look at her desk?

There was nothing there, was there?

She hadn’t hidden any erotic books?

“……This is”

“Hmm?”

Yuko closely examined the small ornament on her desk—the matching one she had bought with Anmiya Marina.

“It clearly doesn’t fit with this room… does it have some special meaning? Was it a gift from someone?”

“No, it’s a matching item I bought with Marina when we went shopping.”

Why was everyone paying so much attention to that?

Was it because it was a cheap item bought at a commoner’s mall?

Did it really look that out of place in this room?

“I see… Anmiya Marina… that child also needs to be watched closely…”

“Um?”

“Next, can I look at your wardrobe?”

“Eh?”

Wardrobe?

That was truly unexpected.

Normally, one wouldn’t ask to look inside another person’s wardrobe, would they?

This had nothing to do with being a young lady or a commoner.

She had never heard of such a request in either lifetime.

“Um… a wardrobe is a bit… inappropriate, isn’t it?”

“How could it be! I want to look at Yuka’s clothes. Please?”

“Ugh…”

She couldn’t refuse when asked like that.

But… there were indeed things like underwear in there…

“Ah! How about over here?”

Yuka led Yuko toward the walk-in closet.

This room connected to her bedroom, and the maids could enter directly to tidy up without passing through her room.

Only outerwear was hung here; underwear and kimonos were stored elsewhere.

“I actually wanted to see inside the wardrobe… but never mind. Let me enjoy styling Yuka’s clothes for a while.”

“No… I’m telling you, that wardrobe really won’t work, Big Sister Yuko. There are a lot of things like underwear and socks in there. Even if you don’t call it underwear, there are personal items…”

“How about pairing this one with this one?”

“Ah, that combination is cute. As expected of Big Sister Yuko.”

Afterward, the two took clothes out of the walk-in closet and put them back in, constantly comparing them against Yuka’s body.

They discussed various combinations in front of the mirror.

“Because Yuka is so cute, everything suits you, doesn’t it.”

“Th-Thank you…”

Just as they were arguing over clothing combinations… she suddenly felt a gaze from behind.

Turning around…

“Eek! Emi……”

“Please don’t mind me; continue.”

How could she not mind when told that?

Emi was organizing the clothes they had messed up.

If it weren’t for Emi tidying up, this place would definitely be a mess right now.

“Um… it’s about time to return to the room, Big Sister Yuko…”

“Alright.”

Yuko, also feeling somewhat disappointed, agreed to return to the room.

After returning to the room, they could still hear the rustling sound of Emi tidying up in the walk-in closet.

They had made quite a mess, so it would probably take Emi some time to finish organizing.

“Come on, Yuka, now’s your chance.”

“Um?”

Yuko put her arm around Yuka’s shoulder and led her forward.

The destination was… her bed, which Emi had just finished tidying and made spotless.

“Yuka, don’t be so stiff. Relax?”

“Eh?”

Yuka was pushed onto the bed to lie down.

Then Yuko leaned over her…

“What are you doing.”

“Tsk… you’re back already…”

Emi appeared behind Yuko, grabbing her collar.

“One really can’t let one’s guard down, can one.”

“It’s you who should… tidy things up more thoroughly.”

Today, the two of them once again exchanged glances, sparks flying between them.

Until Yuko left, Emi and Yuko were constantly competing with each other whenever they had the chance