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 6

I Won’t Let You Escape

166 cm tall, weighs 53 kilos.

A little hunched over with a bow-legged gait, probably not too athletic.

A member of the go-home club with a modest personality

A high school student living around here who enjoys reading.

And of course, doesn’t have a girlfriend(?).

Also, someone who hesitates to reveal his true identity

——No one else came to mind.

Yep, it was me.

Realizing that her deductions had reached this point, I, feeling a chill, gently placed the glass I had been drinking from back on the table.

And, with a voice like a whispering mosquito, murmuring, “I don’t know” was all I could manage.

“I see. But, Takizawa-kun, you seem somewhat like that too, don’t you?”

“Do-Do I…? I’m not particularly modest or anything…”

“Is that so? Hmm, but they say birds of a feather flock together, so if you know someone like that, let me know.”

“O-okay.”

Is she trying to play a trick on me?

Or does she really still not realize that I was the person inside Momo-nyan that day?

I don’t know, but carelessly slipping up would ruin everything.

I decided to maintain minimal responses and try to quietly get through this situation.

“Hey, Takizawa-kun?”

“…W-What?”

“You know, since we got to know each other like this, why don’t we become friends? ”

“Friends? You and I, Murasaki-san?”

“Why not? Even though quite a lot of people talk to me, I don’t have many close friends. Having someone with whom I can talk about anything is precious. I wonder if we have the same feeling.”

Her refined face crinkles into a smile.

Faced with that overwhelmingly charming smile, I, who am not used to women, muttered, ‘…Okay.”

“Really? Hehe, I’m glad. Then, shall we exchange LINE contacts?”

“Uh, sure…”

“Oh, could it be you’ve never exchanged LINE contacts before? Come on, hand me your smartphone.”

“Okay.”

I hand over my smartphone as she instructs.

And with ease, she navigates to the Line screen, scans the QR code, and promptly finishes exchanging contacts, saying, ‘This is me,’ as she hands my phone back.

Next to the cute cat icon, the contact named ‘Sumire’ is displayed.

“So, if you find out anything, will you let me know? In exchange, I’ll listen to your concerns too, Takizawa-kun.”

“Concerns…”

“You don’t have any worries? Like, you know, having someone you like.”

“…Someone I like? I…I don’t have someone like that.”

When the sudden love story topic came up, I shook my head.

I’m bad at these kinds of talks and definitely not the outgoing type who can easily talk about such things, especially with a cute female classmate.

More than anything, I wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.

——That is, before she discovers my true identity.

“Uh, so, I should probably get going now…”

“Something to do? Going to the library?”

“Well… Yeah, something like that, I guess.”

“Hmm, you really do like reading, don’t you? If there was a reading club, would you join?”

“Well, if there was one…”

“Why not create one? You can start a club activity, can’t you?”

“Apparently so, but it seems you need multiple members, and it’s not necessary to go to that extent.”

I had a similar conversation with a teacher before.

And of course, having no friends to invite, I declined.

Club activities are a hassle.

And I don’t particularly want to make reading into a club activity.

“…So, is it okay now? I am leaving, aren’t you leaving too, Murasaki-san?”

“No, I’ll stay a bit longer.”

“I see. Then, see you later.”

On the way out, I casually took the bill and paid for both of us at the register.

I arbitrarily thought that as a guy, I should at least do this much.

I’ve never dated a girl, so I don’t know what the right thing to do is, but it must be much better than forcing a girl to pay and leave.

Then I quickly paid the money and left the shop.

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“…A reading club, huh.”

As I watch him from afar casually paying the bill, I narrow my eyes.

Takizawa-kun.

I believe he is the person behind Momonyan.

The information I deduced is spot-on.

Suspicious.

It’s not good to jump to conclusions, but he is worth probing a little more.

If he really is the hero who helped me… hehe, then we really do get along.

I hope that’s the case.

No, it must be.

But, I don’t want to force it out of him.

I want him to come forward.

I want him to accept my feelings.

Hehe, he loves reading.

Either way, I was already planning to start a new club activity anyway.

“I won’t let you escape.”