I, Who Longs To Be A Dependent, Have Decided To Be Owned By A Yandere - Chapter 21

Memories of Kinugasa Yura 2

“I’m Kinugasa Maria!”

“Eh…?”

A girl a grade lower than Yura appeared before her and enthusiastically bowed as she announced her name.

“We share the same last name, Yura-senpai! What a coincidence, right?”

“Ma, Maria…?”

The girl who was bowing raised her gaze with a clouded expression filled with uncertainty.

“Did something upset you? Are you not happy that we have the same last name?”

“No, it’s not that… I, umm…”

“You can rest easy. She’s normal.”

Akira, who was still absorbed in his mobile game as usual, relaxed without fear in the peculiar environment of Yura’s room.

She’s the one who will fulfill your second wish—’I want friends.’ Lucky you.”

“Um, Yura-senpai.”

While glancing sideways at Akira, who was engrossed in his game, Maria whispered secretly to Yura.

“I don’t mean to speak ill, but it’s better not to get involved with that guy.”

Her expression, as she stared at Akira, was clearly marked with disgust.

“Honestly, he’s trash. He’ll do anything for self-preservation, and when it comes to school events, he’s always hitting on girls… And at his age, he even says he wants to be a woman’s regular Isn’t that crazy?”

“I can hear you… uh, what was your name again?”

“Maria!”

“Ah, sorry, I didn’t care to remember. If you don’t want your tastes to be known, you’d better watch your mouth.”

Maria’s face quickly changed, and she forced a strained smile, saying, “It’s just a joke.”

“Actually, just between us, I really love splatter films.”

She gazed at the formalin-soaked frog on the shelf, the younger girl clasping her hands in fascination.

“Especially guts… Like ‘Evil Dead’ and Romero’s zombie series, I really like those… But! It’s only in movies, of course! I’ve never wanted to see it in real life!”

“It’s okay… I, too… like those kinds of things…”

“Really!?”

Maria, apparently moved, grabbed Yura’s hands

Yura stiffened in surprise.

“Ever since he got something on me, I’ve been nothing but a convenient errand runner for him! I’ve never seen a girl who shares my hobbies, and I was about to cry from loneliness! Finally, I have an ally! I’m so happy!”

“Be thankful to me, then.”

Despite the murderous glare directed at him, Kiriyama Akira remained aloof, suddenly turning his eyes to Yura.

“So, Kinugasa Yura… After observing for several days, I’ve concluded that you have ‘no potential.'”

His beautiful eyes—something about them was captivating—as he put away his mobile game and stood up.

“I thought your parents were quite rich, but it seems they’re not. I’m not interested in you because you don’t have the resources to support me.”

“What?! Are you crazy–”

“Yura.”

For the first time, Akira called out her name.

“Think carefully about your other wish… The 1,000 yen worth of debt will be cleared with that.”

As he walked away, heedless of Maria’s storm of verbal abuse, Yura watched his retreating figure. Her chest pounded with what she recognized for the first time as “a crush.”

“I… it seems… I like Akira…”

“Eh, no way!? Really!?”

Yura’s friend, visible only to her–Kinugasa Maria–exclaimed in joy.

“Then, there’s nothing else to do but confess! You should ask for help from that Maria with the same name as me, who came up in the story, and let’s bring your love to fruition!”

“But… even if someone like me confesses… Unlike Maria… It’ll be a bother, right…”

“It’s fine! Because you’re Yura!”

The girl, who could laugh brightly, was blessing Yura’s crush.

“Do your best, Yura! It’ll definitely go well!”

Feeling the tensed emotions of love lighten, Yura softly whispered her last wish in her heart.

“Please fall in love with me.”

“Confessing to Kiriyama Akira!? Have you lost your mind!?”

Yura, who was blushing heavily, nodded and Maria, flabbergasted, let out a sigh before inviting her into her room.

“I don’t understand it, but I can’t refuse Yura-senpai’s request. It’s somehow worrying.”

Then Maria made a phone call and stood up, saying “Let’s go.”

“Eh, where…?”

“To the salon. First, we have to do something about your hair.”

The “image change” of Kinugasa Yura by Maria lasted all day. After the sun had completely set, the makeup artist looked at her stunning transformation and whispered,

“Perfect.”

Bright hair color, well-groomed length of hair, natural makeup enhancing her inherently cute facial features, nails adorned with manicure, and a short balloon one-piece skirt borrowed from Maria, all accentuated her beautiful figure.

“I looked like Maria…”

The reflection in the mirror was Yura, the very image of her adored “Maria.”

“I didn’t think the base was this good. Honestly, I can’t imagine any man not falling for this — Senpai?”

“I… I am Maria… What Maria said was true… I… was Maria…”

“Yura-senpai?”

At that moment– she had “switched.”

“…I’m not Yura.”

“Huh?”

“Maria.”

She smiled.

“I am, Kinugasa Maria.”

Blushing with her first love, Maria gazed at her imaginary friend reflected in the mirror and waved her hand cheerfully.

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TN: skizo :O