What If I Told Tomori-san, The Girl Who's Cold Only Towards Me, That I Knew Her Secret Account? - V1 Chapter 1.2

The Hidden Side of Everyone’s Friend 2

“Oh? Did Kagisaka get another snide remark again?”

“It’s unusual, isn’t it? Azusa is always kind to everyone, but she becomes harsh with him.”

“Well, Kagisaka has zero cooperation, so I guess it can’t be helped.”

Whispers could be heard from the sidelines.

“Why is Kagisaka the vice-president in the first place? “

“Well, he has good grades. He’s always at the top of the class.”

“Ah, so that’s why Kuonji-sensei nominated him.”

“Azusa is in second place. But he is…”

“Right, isn’t that why Tomori dislikes him? He’s a problem child with no friends.”

The perfect class president who are friends with everyone and the loner vice-president who doesn’t make connections with anyone.

That’s the reputation of Azusa Tomori and Kimitaka Kagisaka.

“Hey, Loner boy! (Bocchi-kun)”

Tomori whispered in a voice that couldn’t be heard by anyone else but me.

“Aren’t you frustrated that everyone said that to you? “

“Not really? It’s the truth. Besides, you dislike me too, right?”

“Of course. I hate people who have the ability but don’t show any motivation. You, who are always at the top of the class, leave all the class representative work to me…”

“It was Tomori who said, ‘You don’t have to do your work.”

” …. “

[That was…] Tomori faltered and couldn’t respond.

[If you’re not motivated, you don’t have to do the class representative’s job.]

Just last month. A few weeks after I was elected as a member of this 2-A class representative after moving up to the next grade, Tomori told me.

[Kagisaka-kun, you don’t seem to enjoy working with me at all.]

She pursed her lips in a sulky manner. 

(Well, to be fair, being a class representative wasn’t enjoyable.)

It’s not that I didn’t like being with Tomori.

It’s just that because of the many things that happened in junior high school, I became inexplicably bad at organizing a large group of people.

“I don’t regret anything I said. It’s your lack of motivation that’s to blame.”

Tomori sighed and turned her face away.

(It’s convenient to have someone who can speak their mind like this.)

Tomori is [Everyone’s friend.]

She often approaches me in the classroom, wanting to reform me, but if she becomes particularly close to me, I’ll face backlash from the hundreds of her friends.

If we exchange playful banter like this, there won’t be any jealousy. Perhaps Tomori herself understands that.

However, being on bad terms with the [Everyone’s friend.] may also leave a bit negative impression on those around me… 

(But I don’t mind.)

There’s no need to care about other people’s opinions, and it’s true I’m quite an individualistic loner. 

Even if I can’t become friends with [Everyone’s friend.] it won’t hinder my school life.

――At least, that’s what I thought until a few days ago.

[Why did you say such a thing?]

In these past few days, the situation has changed significantly.

[When I said ‘you don’t have to do the job’. It was a way to spur him into action, I didn’t expect him to stop doing it for real.]

[I just can’t be honest, and my mouth becomes foul.]

[It’s a problem to be too friendly, but that was clearly going too far… I won’t be able to become K-kun’s friend like this…]

These are the soliloquies displayed on my smartphone. They are tweets I happened to stumble upon recently.

[That’s it!]

Following that tweet, a sky-blue pen fell from Tomori’s desk. Or rather, it was casually dropped in my direction.

[Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up!]

Tomori acts as if she didn’t notice the dropped pen… as she pretended to and tapped on her red smartphone. Then, she glanced at me expectantly.

Her behavior reminded me of a puppy that earnestly appeals to its owner by holding a toy in its mouth, wanting to play.

“Hey, Tomori. You dropped your pen.”

But… the basketball club member sitting behind Tomori quickly rescued the pen from the floor.

“Ah, thank you, I didn’t notice that! ! ” 

Tomori wore a friendly smile, but as soon as she turned to the front, she looked at the sky-blue pen with a sullen expression on her face.

She looked like a puppy, after all.

Like a small golden retriever sulking because it couldn’t get its owner to play.

[…Stupid. You could have picked it up.]

Furthermore, on her alternate account, she expressed grievances against me.

(Oh, for God’s sake. Don’t give me that look.)

Although I thought I shouldn’t help her, feeling guilty due to her cute pouting, I accidentally dropped my eraser.

Instantly, Tomori’s body trembled.

‘What’s that? Did you drop your eraser? Didn’t you notice?’ I felt she was asking me something like that with her eyes, but I waited.

After a silence of several seconds, unable to bear it any longer, Tomori reluctantly picked up the eraser.

“Kagisaka-kun, this…”

“Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean to trouble you by picking it up――”

“I thought I found some trash. Can I throw it away? “

“Sorry, but it looks like it’s my eraser?”

“What? No way! I touched it! The loner bacteria will spread, and my Line friends will drop to zero! Even though there are more than 300 of them!”

“Congratulations. This is an opportunity to declutter your bloated social circle.”

After exchanging banter, I retrieve the eraser from Tomori’s hand.

Then, pretending to look at a comic book, I turn to my phone.

[Whoooaaaaaa! ]

Her account was in a frenzy.

[I touched it～! Omg! K-kun’s fingertips touched my hand!]

[Wow, that’s dangerous! I’m smiling!]

[If K-kun sees me, he’ll definitely think I’m a crazy girl! ]

Unfortunately, I already have such an opinion.

After all, she, Azusa Tomori, earnestly expresses her true feelings on social media.

Her account name is ‘tomochan‘.

Zero followers and zero following.

The account is not private, but it’s as if it has been left behind in a neglected corner of the internet.

There are no tweets revealing her real name or personal information.

(In other words, it’s a secret account.)

However, the problem is that the account belongs to the sharp-tongued girl sitting next to me.

“…No. “

It’s not a problem.

(Everyone has a hidden side they don’t show to others.)

I’m no exception.

So, I can just ignore it.

Even though I peeked at her tweets today and inadvertently fulfilled Tomori’s wish, all I have to do now is to step aside…

[Ahhh, K-kun, I love you after all!]

?

[Love you, I love you, I really love you! I’m the only one who knows the real you…a reliable and kind person…]

” …… “

[Ah, if it’s on my secret account, I can freely express how much I love you. I wonder what kind of expression you’d make if I told you?]

…What kind of expression, you ask?

If you turn your head right now, you’ll know the answer.

“Huh? Kagisaka-kun, are you okay?”

Tomori, with an unusual concern, asked as if she became cheerful after interacting with K-kun.

“Is your face a bit red? Are you feeling unwell?”

“Shut up.”

“Huh…”

“Stop pretending to be concerned about me and trying to sell me your favors, bitch!”

“Huh?! What’s with that attitude? Your personality is still rotten, as usual!”

[Sometimes, it would be nice if you could just be honest!] Tomori muttered quietly.

Well, maybe if I could honestly say, [I know about your secret account.] it would make things easier.

But I can’t do that yet.

Even though she acts completely uninterested, all of her true feelings are exposed to me.

If she were to learn about this embarrassingly shameful reality, she might refuse to go to school or, at worst, hang herself out of sheer embarrassment.

(How did it come to this?)

I wanted to let out a deep sigh, but I knew the cause.

It was a mere 58 hours ago.

It happened when I didn’t know what [Everyone’s friend.] true face looked like.