My Classmate Whom I Helped Seems to Be Mentally Sick, So I've Been Trying My Best to Hide My True Identity, But It Seems Like I've Been Found Out - Chapter 59

In Front of the Station

“Wow, look, it’s Momo-nyan!”

“True, and he’s waving his hand at us.”

We, who had come for the Momo-nyan event, excitedly dived into the crowd.

A slightly smaller Momo-nyan than the one I played waves his hand from the stage.

Then, as the host appears, the product description begins immediately.

The knives differ in material, being made of stainless steel, iron, and so on, affecting their sharpness.

I don’t understand anything, but Sumire beside me keeps nodding her head repeatedly.

“Sumire, you seem to know a lot about knives.”

“Because if it doesn’t cut when you really need it to, that would be a problem.”

“Do you cook often?”

“I’ve started to recently. Well, I handle them more now that I’m dating you, Hayate-kun.”

Hearing such nice words, naturally, strength fills my hand as I hold hers.

The Momo-nyan show continues smoothly.

At one point, a bingo game starts.

Papers with numbers are distributed, and prizes are given out starting from first place.

The person who gets bingo first wins.

The prize is, of course, a knife.

It seems you get the one advertised as being able to cut through anything, the highlight of today’s event.

“It would be nice if one of us wins it. If you get it, Hayate-kun, please give it to me.”

“Of course. Oh, it’s number 57.”

The game proceeds uneventfully.

And when those who were one away from bingo (reach リーチ) were asked to raise their hands, I realized I was just one number away from bingo on my paper.

“Yes, reach!”

I was the only one who raised my hand.

My heart raced as I waited for the next number, and to my surprise, number 77, which was exactly what I needed for bingo, was announced.

“Ah, it’s a bingo!”

“Yay! Hayate-kun, go get it quickly!”

Both of us were excited and giddy, and the surrounding audience gave us applause.

With everyone’s eyes on me, I headed to the stage.

“Now, Please receive your prize from Momo-nyan.”

Nervously, I took the prize and then took a commemorative photo with Momo-nyan.

As I stepped down from the stage, Sumire said,

“Let’s go.”

She reached out her hand to hold mine.

After handing the prize knife to her, our hands interlocked.

Then we both left the venue.

☆

I managed to get a photo with Takizawa-kun.

Hehe, I’ll cherish this for a lifetime.

And that knife, it truly cuts so well.

If he ever gets into a fight with Sumire Murasaki, it’d be nice if she could end it with that knife.

Because it truly, cuts so well.

Bye-bye, Takizawa-kun.

I truly loved you.

Just die.

♡

Going to such lengths to take a photo with Hayate-kun…Mifune-san is truly a vulgar woman.

And do you think I’ll stab him with this knife?

How stupid, you’re using the knife all wrong.

That’s why you’re never chosen.

You see, a knife is there to slice and dice things that could harm the one you love most.

Just die.