I Possessed the Villain in a Romantic Comedy Game – Chapter 184

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Nekorune
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And so, the first period ended, and it was break time.

Wanting to enjoy the warm sunlight for a winter day, I opened the window and saw many people coming and going on the sports field.

Many people, young and old, were crossing the field and receiving pamphlets. The majority seemed to be middle-aged parents.

Wondering what this was about, I asked Miyuki.

“What day is it today?”

“What do you mean?”

“There are a lot of people on the sports field.”

“Ah… that? It’s because today is the day of the admissions briefing session.”

“Admissions briefing session? They’re doing it now?”

“The first and second sessions already ended last month, but the promotion and guidance were insufficient then, so parents complained a lot. So we’re doing an additional one this time.”

“Isn’t our school based on a lottery system? What’s the point of doing this?”

“They also accept applications. Half lottery, half application.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Didn’t you know?”

“No, I didn’t.”

“You dummy.”

She scolded me with a tone of voice laced with cuteness. I chuckled and pulled out my wallet from under the desk.

“Do you want anything to eat?”

“Going to the snack bar? Hmm, how about some melon milk.”

“The new one? You had it this morning.”

“I want to have some more again. Please get one for Masako and Honoka too.”

“Alright.”

I left the classroom and headed straight to the gymnasium where the admissions briefing session was being held, instead of the snack bar.

There was something I needed to confirm.

“Hello, Yeboni Academy Admissions Briefing… Huh?”

A student council executive, who was kindly guiding parents and students, saw me and her eyes widened.

“It’s Matsuda Ken? Why are you here?”

She recognized me immediately. Well, it was unlikely that the student council wouldn’t recognize me, given that I was always causing trouble.

I scratched the back of my head with an awkward smile and nodded my head slightly.

“Hello, senpai.”

“Hello. What’s up?”

“A lot of people were coming and going, so I wondered what was going on. Is it the admissions briefing session?”

“Yeah. But why are you coming so close…?”

She looked at me with a wary gaze, and suddenly my libido surged. I wanted to corrupt that plain but pretty face, which had no makeup on.

It felt like it would make a good picture if I covered her mouth and pounded her from behind in a corner of the gym.

“Is there anything I can help with?”

“Help…? I’m fine…? Ah, sir? You need to enter through this entrance, not that way!”

She wondered with a dubious voice, then ran to a parent who was about to go the wrong way.

Taking advantage of that moment, I subtly went to the desk where the senior had been standing.

‘Asahina… Asahina…’

Then, I muttered Hiyori’s surname to myself and scanned the guestbook.

‘There it is.’

I found the names ‘Asahina Rion’ and ‘Asahina Ryuushin’ at the bottom and the corners of my lips turned up. These two were Hiyori’s parents.

They seemed to have missed the first and second admissions briefing sessions and came this time… This confirmed it.

Hiyori will be entering our academy next year.

I wasn’t sure if she, who loved to play video games, could enter this prestigious academy through application, but even if she couldn’t, she would come through the lottery.

What was she doing now?

She had hinted at her appearance last time at the arcade, exuding a refreshing lemon scent, and I wanted to see her quickly.

“What are you doing here?”

The senpai, who had finished her guidance and returned, asked.

I shrugged nonchalantly and replied,

“I was just there for a moment so your desk wouldn’t be empty.”

“Really…? Thanks for helping, but you can’t stand there.”

Why was she so authoritative? It made me want to discipline her.

I could have seen Hiyori’s parents’ faces if I wanted to, but there was no need to go that far.

I obediently stepped back from the temporary desk and said,

“Understood. Thanks for your hard work.”

“Yeah. Goodbye.”

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Lunchtime.

As I waited for Miyuki, who had gone to the restroom for a moment, I saw Renka and some male student talking in a corner of the sports field.

Both of them had serious expressions, but the man was fidgeting nervously.

It was as if he had just confessed and was waiting for her answer.

On the other hand, Renka’s face showed no emotion. It felt almost cold.

Was this some kind of extra’s confession event to highlight the female protagonist?

My curiosity piqued, I moved without making a sound and eavesdropped on their conversation from behind the wall of the stand.

“I’m sorry.”

Renka apologized to the male student in an emotionless tone.

The man gasped and extended both hands forward, as if he couldn’t understand.

“Why? Why?”

“Because I don’t like you. You’re not my type.”

My prediction was correct. The cliché of an extra confessing and the haughty female protagonist ruthlessly rejecting the confession was happening right before my eyes.

It was usually used as a device to show readers how popular the female protagonist was… It was classic, though.

Still, it was interesting. The saying that confessions and rejections are as exciting as watching a fight resonated with me.

“Ah… really…?”

“Yes. I don’t know what misunderstanding you had, but I wasn’t interested in you at all. So I’d appreciate it if you didn’t do this anymore.”

Renka delivered another decisive blow to the man.

No matter how cold she acted, she was usually warm-hearted, but she was being so ruthless like this? Perhaps the male student had, knowingly or unknowingly, been doing something akin to obsessive behavior.

“I see…”

The male student’s shoulders slumped, and he nodded his head, then turned his steps weakly.

If he had struggled in anger after being so harshly rejected, I would have had an opening to intervene, but he left quietly, which was a pity.

Thinking that the completely dejected male student’s back looked like Tetsuya’s future, I peeked my head out from behind the stand.

Then I looked down at Renka, who was casually fiddling with her phone.

“Captain.”

“Waaaah!”

She shrieked and jumped at the voice coming from above. I chuckled, waited for her to calm down, and then said,

“You just got confessed to, didn’t you?”

“Y-you heard everything…?”

“I just happened to overhear…”

“…You’re really everywhere. So annoying…”

“Are you picking a fight with me now?”

“Who’s picking a fight…! I never did…!”

This was a completely different reaction from how she acted coldly towards the extra man.

Her expression was different from the start. Delicious, delicious.

This was why I couldn’t stop teasing Renka.

“If not, then fine. But captain.”

“What…!”

“What kind of man is your type?”

When I used the words she had given as a reason for rejection, Renka flinched and opened her eyes wide.

“Why are you asking that?”

“I suddenly got curious.”

“I won’t tell you.”

“Tell me.”

“One thing’s for sure, it’s definitely not you.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Really.”

Was she serious? Or not? I wished I had the ability to read people’s minds.

But if that were the case, there would be no reason to walk this tightrope, and then it wouldn’t be fun.

I was satisfied with just being dropped into the world of Doki Doki Academy with nothing but my wits and knowledge of the game as my weapons.

“That hurts. We’ve built up some affection so far.”

“Affection, what affection…! There’s absolutely none of that…!”

“Really none?”

“I said no…! Now hurry and disappear.”

“None, you say?”

“…”

Did she think I wouldn’t back down if things continued this way?

Renka bit her lower lip repeatedly and forced out words.

“Th-there’s a sense of camaraderie between senpai and kouhai. Is that enough?”

“Is there no affection between a man and a woman?”

“How could there be such a thing?”

“We had fun at the hotel, didn’t we?”

At that, Renka was startled and looked around.

“Sh-shut up…! And speak properly…! Only you had fun…! You did something awful to me just to satisfy your own desires…”

“Was it bad for you, manager?”

“It was bad. It was the worst itself.”

“Then next time, I’ll try to make you like it too.”

“Do whatever… What? Next time?”

“Yes. Next time.”

I smiled at Renka, showing my teeth, and then, confirming that Miyuki was approaching from afar, I continued.

“You did well today.”

“…Did well? What?”

“See you during club activities.”

“Hey…! What did I do well…!?”

It’s not fun if I tell you everything.

I deliberately spoke ambiguously, so think about it yourself.

Leaving Renka, who was jumping up and down and reacting angrily, I left the spot.

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“Master.”

I poked my head out of the storage room and called Chinami, who was squatting in a corner of the club room, doing something.

“Yes?”

Chinami, who had somehow heard my quiet voice, turned her head towards me.

When I gestured, she dusted off the hem of her dobok pants and came towards me, wiggling her adorable toes.

I let her into the storage room, then took out an item from the shopping bag I had prepared. Then I handed it to Chinami.

“Here, a gift for you.”

Chinami’s eyes widened as she received the thick package.

“This is…”

What I had given her was a pair of gloves.

Specifically, apricot-colored mittens with only the thumb sticking out.

“I tried to get Momo-chan gloves, but it seemed like winter would pass before I could find them, so I wanted to give them to you before it was too late.”

“…”

“Would you like to try them on?”

Despite my suggestion to try them on, Chinami only blinked her large eyes and looked down at the gloves resting on her tightly clasped hands.

Her eyes were filled with emotion, but there was also a complex feeling mixed within.

She stood still for a long time, admiring the gloves, then looked up at me.

“Um… Matsuda-kouhai.”

“Yes.”

“Thank you very, very, very, very much for the gift… But I think I should only accept the thought.”

I knew she would say something like that. The more our relationship developed, the more Miyuki would appear in her mind.

I pushed the gloves Chinami offered back towards her.

“Are you free this weekend? Shall we meet with Miyuki?”

“Yes…? H-Hanazawa-kouhai too…?”

“Yes. It’s been a while since we’ve had a meal together. Ice cream would be nice too.”

“B-but…”

“Miyuki said she’s fine with it too.”

“Uh… Hanazawa-kouhai… she… that… we did that…”

“You mean she doesn’t know we did that?”

“Waahh… Uh… That’s right…”

She was startled when I subtly brought up our relationship.

I gave a light, knowing smile and shook my head.

“She knows.”

“…Huh?”

Chinami was dumbfounded by my unexpected answer.

I gently wrapped my arm around her shoulder and repeated,

“Miyuki knows. She definitely knows.”

“H-how can that be…? Why…?”

Not “how,” but “why”?

It was a question typical of the quirky Chinami, but also a normal question.

“As I said before, you don’t need to worry about that part.”

“Yes…?”

“So, it’s okay, right?”

“N-no…? I haven’t answered yet…?”

“Don’t you want to eat with us?

“No… I’ve also been wanting to socialize with Hanazawa-kouhai for a while, but… would that be alright…?”

“Miyuki liked the idea, I liked the idea, and even you said you liked the idea, Master. So why wouldn’t it be alright?”

“I-is that so…?”

“That’s how it is. But enough of that, why don’t you try on the gloves?”

“Ah, yes…!”

Did she feel trust in my words?

Chinami, who wore a somewhat relieved expression, no longer hesitated and carefully put her hands into the gloves, being so cautious that she didn’t even touch the product tag attached to them.

And then, she let out a pure and heartfelt exclamation of admiration.

“They’re so pretty… and so warm…”

“Do you like them?”

“Yes…! Thank you so much… I think it would be prettier if they had a Momo-chan embroidered on the back of the hand… would it be okay if I do that…?”

I was relieved that she liked it.

My heart ached in a good way as I watched Chinami fold and unfold her four fingers, and I smiled brightly at Chinami, whose expression quickly changed to a beaming one.

“Of course.”

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