As I Know Anything About You, I'll Be The One To Your Girlfriend, Aren't I? - Volume 1 Chapter 1.8

Why Is It Bright Red? 8

After all that, where would I find the energy to fight back against my sister?

“Besides, with your zero love skills on full display, doesn’t the other person already know?”

“That’s unlikely.”

Indeed, I have no such thing as love skills, and more so, the other person is Miyashiro-kun, who has a special talent for detecting interest.

But.

“Because I have an excellent poker face. No way it’s been noticed.”

“…Hmm.”

“Even you always tell me, you can’t tell what I’m thinking just by looking at my face.”

“I do say that, but… Although your face is hard to read, you… tend to react quite obviously in other ways.”

“That’s not true.”

“Well, if you think so, that’s fine.”

My sister said, sounding as though she had given up, and then started bouncing on me again.

“But seriously, it’s a miracle! That you’re interested in someone else! And you even fell for them! And it’s such a cliché crush! You can’t let this go!”

“…”

While being told this, I look at his photo on my smartphone from within the blanket.

There’s a significant increase in my heart rate. And my face breaks into a grin.

A huge grin.

…It’s utterly ridiculous, this thing called romantic feelings.

“I’m worried, you know… You have no common sense… Did you properly send it to Miyashiro-kun?”

“Send? What? A pull request?” (tln : lmao. G*thub related jokes. )

“Not a pull request. A lovin message, obviously! Like ‘thanks for playing with me,’ ‘I had fun,’ or ‘let’s play again soon!'”

By the way, “Lovin” is a popular chat app that almost every Japanese person uses. (tln :LINE -> LOVIN )

“…Impossible.”

“Coward…”

I couldn’t retort.

“You said you played a game together, what did you play?”

“That game I helped develop.”

“Oh. The one with cooperative play as its selling point, right? Perfect. …But didn’t you say something like, ‘It’s a project with an insanely impossible schedule that’s going up in flames, and they begged me to help, but I’m thinking of turning it down’?”

“…I changed my mind.”

“Hmm… Oh, did you help with the development foreseeing this? So you could play with Miyashiro-kun because it’s something you can do together?”

“…”

“OMG!! How cunning~~~!! Onee-chan, that’s super cute~~~!”

Without answering, my sister gets excited on her own… Well, she hit the nail on the head.

“Wow! Wow! So, how did you invite him? How could you say let’s play together? You didn’t chicken out?”

“That’s because it seemed like Miyashiro-kun had just searched for and downloaded that game, and if I missed this timing… then…”

I thought it would be impossible forever. So I called him with a “Now or never!” mindset.

“Wow! Talking about this with nee-chan feels super fresh!! …Hmm, but how did you know Miyashiro-kun had searched for and downloaded that game?”

“My intuition was sharp. A sister has such intuitions, you know. I sensed it. That’s how much I can sense. Or rather, what else could there be but sensing it? I’m sleepy, going to sleep now.”

“Ah, she’s talking fast! That’s evidence she’s hiding something! Wait a minute!”

But I couldn’t reveal this to my sister, no matter what.

Eventually, she seemed to give up due to my silence and changed the subject.

“Does Miyashiro-kun have any rivals aiming for him? Or does he already have a girlfriend?”

“He doesn’t have a girlfriend, I believe. But…”

“But?”

“There’s a girl one year younger than him, a childhood friend, who’s very close to him.”

“Really? Is she cute?”

“Very.”

She often comes to the classroom for Miyashiro-kun, and both their closeness and her loveliness are quite noticeable.

“Wow, a childhood friend, huh? Cute and close… There might be a secret relationship already, and you’re losing, nee-chan~.”

“…”

“Ah, kidding, kidding, I don’t know! …But seriously, I’m curious about Miyashiro-kun, who turned nee-chan into such a lovesick girl! He’s good at drawing, right?”

“Yes.”

“I love men with talent! Even better if they have muscles!”

My sister seems to have a thing for muscles. It’s a preference I don’t quite understand.

“So, how about Miyashiro-kun? Does he have muscles? Is he well-built? What about his biceps and triceps?”

“No, not really… I haven’t paid attention to his muscles by parts.”

“Ah, but he’s an artist, right? I don’t imagine him having muscles. More like a bit skinny, I guess. Hmm, I might not like that…”

“?”

“Ah?”

“Touko.”

“Huh, yes?”

“Did you just… make fun of Miyashiro-kun? Hmm…”

“No, no, no, I didn’t! It’s just a slip of the tongue, a slip! S-scary, scary, scary! What, what, what!?”

Despite her protest, there’s something I can’t reveal, even to my sister.

As she struggle on, I escape from beneath her and crawl out of the blanket. I pull something from the back of a drawer in my desk.

“What’s that…? It’s a smartphone charger, right?”

“Correct. To be precise, it’s a charging AC adapter. It looks perfectly normal, doesn’t it?”

“Isn’t it normal…?”

“I’ve tinkered with it a bit inside. Simply put, once a smartphone is connected to this, an inappropriate voltage will be forcefully applied, and the device will be done for. This is an AC adapter type smartphone destroyer.”

“Huh? Wait, you don’t mean…”

“Touko, I hope the AC adapter in your room hasn’t been switched with this at some point.”

“Wha… That’s… That’s terrifying! What kind of high school girl threatens like that!?”

“Your sister.”

“The worst!!”

As my sister trembles in fear, I press on.

“Hey Touko, from now on, every time you charge your phone, you’ll live in fear, wondering, ‘Is this the smartphone destroyer…?'”

“That’s like a curse! You’re making me anxious and slowly killing me with stress!”

“Please, go back to the Heian era…,” she mutters weakly.

This sort of exchange is fairly common in the Kujo household.

I talk about various things with my family like this.

But beyond that, I’ve never been interested in other people. I didn’t feel the need to talk, and at school, I was known as someone who “Human Haters.”

I thought that was accurate and was fine with it.

I thought.

“Sigh…”

“Eek… What kind of sigh is that…? Thinking you were a cute, lovestruck girl was a mistake…”

“…Yes.”

I’m sorry, Touko.

I’m an even worse person than you think, several levels down…

I can’t say it, but I can’t tell anyone.

tln : i really like the heroine yandere type like this :))))