How To Ruin A Love Comedy

Neither Ken Mitsuda nor the real-life me could study from the start.

As a result, I had no idea what the professor was talking about.

Looking at Miyuki, she was focused on the class and skillfully writing something in her notebook.

Like a model student. I was relieved because it was the Miyuki I knew.

As I tried to follow the professor’s class as much as I could, I felt a gaze and looked away.

Tetsuya was looking at me with surprised eyes.

It must be strange to see me taking classes properly.

I snorted and whispered softly as I looked straight ahead.

“Is it your first time seeing someone studying?”

“Mi, sorry… but the page is wrong… You have to open page 32, not page 15…”

He said timidly, but I still did what he said. Well, this guy was originally like that.

Except when Miyuki confessed at the end.

“Who asked you? Worry about yours?”

“Ah, yes…”

After our conversation was over, I saw Miyuki glancing at this place.

Still hostile eyes. It’s heartbreaking.

Feeling annoyed, I tore up part of my textbook, made a ball, and threw it at an innocent student in the front seat.

As if showing off to Miyuki.

thud.

The ball hit and bounced off the student’s head and Miyuki’s eyes widened.

It was clear that she would tell the professor if I didn’t stop right away, so I shrugged my shoulders and lowered my eyes to the textbook.

Then, without Miyuki’s knowledge, I poked the student in the front row.

“Sorry. It’s a mistake.”

Then, as if accustomed to it, he nodded slowly.

It wasn’t mentioned in the manga or anime, but I believe he was bullied a lot.

Ding dong! Ding dong!

Soon after, the familiar bell rang and the class ended.

I took a look at Miyuki and was about to go home…

Drrruk!

“Ken! Ken!”

…when the classroom door opened and someone called my name. I frowned.

Because my friends were coming.

As the saying goes, these guys were sheep like me. Since we hung out with each other, of course, these guys were bullies like me.

Bunking was a daily routine, and they did not hesitate to drink alcohol and cigarettes, which were prohibited in the academy.

I didn’t want to hang out with these guys.

Not because they violated the academy rules, but because they said obscene things to our lovely Miyuki.

Staring at them with sinister eyes was a bonus, which made it even more annoying.

Miyuki could only look at me like that.

They were the ones who wanted to cut ties anyway, but it wasn’t bad to keep a reasonable distance.

Why? It would be a great sacrifice for Miyuki’s likability.

But I don’t know their names and I don’t even need to know.

I leaned back in my chair and sighed as the most unlucky-looking fellow among my friends approached me.

“What.”

“Are you going to Ikebukuro today? I’ve set up a drinking party.”

“I’m not going.”

“Aang? I even made a reservation, why?”

Aang… I should say that the reaction was very Japanese…

But there was no reluctance at all.

Maybe I… Maybe it’s a perfect fit here?

“I’m tired, so I’m going to rest.”

“Rest? You? Are you sick?”

“It’s loud, and I’m not going, so you guys play together.”

“Huh…? then there is nothing I can do. Hey! Hanazawa! How are you today?”

As soon as the conversation was over, the guy tried to make fun of Miyuki.

Miyuki, who was packing her bag, raised her eyelashes and tried to say something.

At that moment,

Pak!

I hit my friend on the back of the head very hard with the palm of my hand.

“Aagh!”

I spoke in a nonchalant tone to my friend suffering from pain.

“You’re always like this. Get out of here.”

“What… Why are you suddenly beating me?”

“Ah fuck…stop making noise and get out. My ears hurt.”

“It’s not a big deal…”

Grumbling, the friend soon disappeared with the rest of the

Even with these things, I can build up my likeability with Miyuki.

But not now. Miyuki thinks me the same as those guys…No, even worse than them.

‘But that’s slowly changing.’

Deciding to have hope, I immediately left the classroom.

Miyuki didn’t bother to look.

When I look at her, I don’t think it’s easy to take my eyes off her.

Returning home, I turned on the air conditioner and lay down on the mattress.

It was because I was worried that I would oversleep and miss the timing of the event.

Unlike reality, it was very quiet here, so even though I was sleeping on an unfamiliar mattress, I fell asleep very easily.

Come to think of it, I fell asleep very quickly even before I came here.

Normally, even if I close my eyes, I can’t fall asleep for hours, and I wake up a few times in between.

‘When I wake up, it won’t return to reality, will I?’

Hoping that wouldn’t happen, I covered myself with the blanket.