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 7

Let’s Start Today with a Good Morning

“Ah! Good morning, Takizawa-kun.”

“Murasaki-san? Good morning, what’s up?”

It’s morning.

I was just leaving my house to head to school as usual when Murasaki-san called out to me.

“My house is close from here. So, I pass by your house every day on my way to school.”

“Oh, is that so? It’s a coincidence that our timing matched, huh?”

“Yeah!”

I always go to school at the last possible moment before the start of classes, so in the several months since I enrolled, I have never run into diligent students who are busy with morning practice for their club activities.

Come to think of it, Murasaki-san did say she quit her club activities.

“Since we’re both here, want to go to school together?”

“With me? I don’t mind, but are you sure?”

“Why not? We’re friends, aren’t we?”

“Well, that’s true but…”

Basically, I lack confidence in myself.

I’ve never been particularly bullied, but I’ve never stood out or achieved excellent results in anything.

My body is small, and I’m mediocre at both studies and sports.

I don’t even like my somewhat blunt face, which looks a little unsociable.

So, it’s only natural that I can’t remain calm when a beauty famous throughout the school suggests we go to school together.

” ….. ”

“You’ve been quiet, are you feeling okay?”

“Yes? No, no, nothing like that. I’m just not used to going to school with someone.”

“Oh. So, it’s not your first time then.”

“Well… probably not since the group commutes in elementary school.”

It was embarrassing to confess that I’m a loner, but thinking back, I didn’t have any memories of going to school with someone in a friendly manner during junior high either.

Mumbling disappointingly about how lonely a guy I am, Murasaki-san, who was next to me for some reason, smiled.

“Hehe, I see.”

“It’s weird, isn’t it? From the perspective of someone like Murasaki-san, a guy like me…”

“No, it’s not like that. Besides, it’s different now, right? We are friends, aren’t we?”

” ….. ”

“Come on, we have to hurry, or we’ll be late!”

“Y-Yeah.”

I found myself feeling a bit happy.

Murasaki-san is someone who is somewhat mentally unstable, and I feel I shouldn’t get too deeply involved, but she may not be a bad person.

I can’t talk properly due to nervousness right now, but once I get used to it, maybe I’ll try to talk to her a little more.

While I was thinking about such things, before I knew it, we had arrived at school.

***

“Hey, do you know the story about Sumire Murasaki coming to school with a guy this morning?”

“Seems like it. I wonder if that guy is the one Murasaki-san has been looking for?”

Break time.

As I was playing with my smartphone at my usual seat in the corner of the classroom, I heard such a conversation.

I involuntarily stop my hand.

And I turn my face away, looking out the window.

“Well, anyway, coming to school with Sumire Murasaki would be like a dream.”

“Seriously. I wish I could date such a beauty like her.”

Saying so, the two boys talking near me went somewhere.

There was no sense of them pursuing anything about me, and I exhaled in relief and relaxed.

However, I am again made acutely aware of Sumire Murasaki’s popularity.

Until I got to know her, she was such a celestial being that I hardly paid attention to her, but now, I hear Sumire Murasaki’s name here and there in the classroom.

Really, becoming friends with such a popular person, I still can’t believe it.

Of course, I understand why she is friendly with me.

To find out who helped her that day.

Whether she has her sights set on me or thinks I am a piece to get closer to the truth, I still don’t know.

Anyway, for whatever reason, I’ve exchanged contacts with that Sumire Murasaki.

I was thinking of keeping my distance so my identity wouldn’t be revealed, but such good fortune may never come again.

I am not yet ready to reveal my identity, but being friendly should be fine.

I came to such a conclusion around lunch break.

Then I received a message on LINE from Sumire Murasaki.