If you keep dilly dallying, before you know it he may be eaten. You won’t like that, right? A man with the scent of another woman.”
“Ouch! Why does Kiryuu-san keep on giving me explosive blasts like that…”
“I am worried. You’re fine with me being your only ally, right? I am fine with a clean mood as well but you gotta do what you gotta do at times! Even you, Asia is ripe enough for eating!”
“Am I r-ripe enough for eating?”
Is what Asia asked me. Um… seriously what’s this about? I don’t understand the meaning of their conversation…? “Ye-Yeah. Maybe you’re ripe enough for eating?”
I answer it while puzzled. “Isn’t that great, Asia! You’ll be eaten!”
Kiryuu is filled with a deep emotion. What? What? Hey, don’t leave me behind and continue the conversation! “Dammmmmit! Asia-chan will be eaten!”
“This will be something great….. “Asia-chan of the committee” we have to do an emergency meeting with our comrades and make counter measures!”
Both Motohama and Matsuda also looked strange. They were shaking strongly! “Something is wrong with the world if Ise's popular!”
Matsuda shouts that out. Geez, I don’t get it. “Show me your hand a bit.”
Kiryuu takes my hand and shines her glasses. “…...It’s good enough, you cut your fingernails quite deep.”
“I-Is that so?”
Why do you care about my nails so much? “Those men who cut their fingernails quickly play intensely with women is what I hear. ----Yes, to grope a women’s body, if you have long fingernails then it’s quite inconvenient.”
“T-That’s a false accusation! This is just by chance----.”
While saying that I remember. That’s it, I had my fingernails taken care of by Buchou. Buchou said it was practice of fingernails or something……
Maybe the meaning may be deep but I just did some unjust suspicion. “Ise, you shitty bastaraaaaaaard!”
“Go get some disease or something!”
“Scary. As expected of a beast. In the crucial moment just don’t transfer the disease to Asia. Asia will be sullied.”
Matsuda, Motohama and Kiryuu tease me! Uuh, bullies! Even though I don’t have even a single girlfriend, what’s the meaning of this!? What sort of magic is this, it makes me feel like I am a contaminated person! …... Wait, am I recently becoming popular…? I don’t really get it. Starting from Matsuda and Motohama, the surrounding guys have also started looking at me with jealousy. But, it’s not like I have a girlfriend. I can understand why Buchou and Akeno-san adore me but, it seems to me they’re simply having fun teasing their servant and their Kouhai, me. It’s definitely the feeling of pets. Since they got a good toy, it’s like those two fighting over it……
Xenovia is…... since she’s unique I can’t count her. If you ask why, it seems she’s only interested in the thing residing within me. Asia. We’re living together, she’s the girl who has the best relationship with me. I come in contact with her in a more or less family like way. That’s obvious. If you start living under the same roof, it’ll become like that. I think of her as a cute younger sister as well. I am happy that she’s depending on me from the bottom of her heart. Could you call shopping together a date? We go shopping together for dry goods a lot to discount stores but it’s quite different from the showiness of a date. It would be strange if Koneko-chan yearns for me. …...Yeah, after all, more than being popular, it’s just that the number of girls have increased from my previous life. Isn’t it totally different from the Harem life that I desire? Harem is, to do as much as you like with the above previously mentioned girls and indulge in them as much as I want; that is what I think it is. If I was able to do an experiment, as my daily special meal, it would be to adjust the people watching me! However this life, compared to my previous life of not having a single breath of girls, is like a totally different life; like the difference between heaven and earth! With this big of a difference, I am enjoying it just by being able to talk with girls. I am satisfied with this lifestyle. No, with this preparedness I won’t be able realise my dream Harem! All right! Let’s get the power to be able to take girls in hordes! ……On the contrary, after I loved someone sincerely, it’s now difficult to even extend my hands towards girls even a bit. Raynare, my first girlfriend, was a fallen angel who killed me after deceiving me. Maybe because that happened, even the perverted me would be like this. It’s not like I am afraid of girls but, somewhere within my heart, I have a feeling that maybe in the end, I will be repudiated by them. Buchou, Asia, I know that the girls of the club wouldn’t do such a thing. However, the more I start liking, the more I am worried. …...Am I being hated by Buchou and the others? Sometimes I ask that of myself. The girls I got on good terms with after such a long wait. I don’t want to be hated. That’s why, in the end, I don’t want to do anything weird and be hated by them. I don’t want that to happen once more------. “Everyone, Ise-san isn’t a bad person. Please don’t bully him.”
Asia stands in front of me and protects me from Matsuda’s staggering. “Uuh, Asiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! It’s only you who is my ally!”
“I will believe in Ise-san forever and ever.”
What a good girl! She obstinately believes in me! Aah, our Asia-chan is my ally! I am seriously happy, Asia! “……Asia, to confess amidst the confusion…... not bad…”
Kiryuu muttered something, I am sure it must be something bad about me. “That’s it. No matter how indecent Ise is, Ise is a frank person. It’s just that his sexual desire is also as frank as him, surely.”
Xenovia also follows up with that…? Somehow, I feel like I was slightly made fun of but from this girl’s perspective it would probably be a top class follow up. “And with that, it’s time for the sexual intercourse but…”
“That’s why, don’t say that stuff in front of people…”
I wrapped my hands around my head and hit the table in response to Xenovia, whom seemed to not have understood anything up till now. Somehow the class starts, and from the open door in the back, parents of my classmates keep coming in. The class is English. The male teacher, who was pumped up more than usual, was for some reason distributing a rectangular object wrapped in a bag to the students. Huh? What’s this? Does this sort of thing happen in English? For the devils who can speak in all languages, English is the best place to show it. Fufufu, today as well let’s do it proficiently and fluently. But, give me a break in writing words. That is impossible. While thinking that, looking at the object closely------um, this is PVC clay? The teacher gleefully says to me who was dubiously thinking that. “Got it, try making something you like with the PVC clay I handed you just now. An animal is fine as well. A person is fine as well. A house is fine as well. Whatever image you’re thinking about in your mind right now, try making it into a shape.