A Very Popular Idol Classmate Has Taken a Liking to Me, A Person Who Doesn't Want to Work for My Whole Life
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.Daininki Idol na Classmate ni Natsukareta, Isshou Hatarakitakunai Ore
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Act 5 - The Rival Idol
39-2
After that, the live concert ends without any trouble.
The encore finishes, and the three members of MilleSta leave the stage.
The audience either goes straight home or stops by the merch booths before heading back.
For now, I feel relieved that the concert ended without incident.
"Is it over already...? It was my first time attending, but concerts are surprisingly really entertaining." (Yukio)
Yukio murmurs, looking a little lonely.
“That’s good to hear. …So, want to stop by the merch booth? The popular goods are probably sold out, though.” (Rintaro)
Rei and the girls note that popular items, such as T-shirts, towels, and the trademark keychains, tend to sell out quickly.
Since we’re still caught up in the afterglow of the live concert, by the time we head over, we’ll probably be stuck at the very end of the line.
That means the popular items are likely out of reach.
"I don’t really have anything I want, but I still want to take a look. We’ve come all the way here, after all." (Yukio)
"I see. Then let’s stop by." (Rintaro)
Just as the two of us are about to head to the merchandise booth――――
"Kyaa!?"
"Whoa!" (Rintaro)
A girl walking from the other side bumps shoulders with me.
When a delicate girl and an average male high school student like me collide, it is obvious which one loses balance more.
Realizing that she is about to fall, I quickly grab her arm and pull her toward me.
"Sorry, are you okay?" (Rintaro)
"Y-yes..."
Our eyes meet as she steadies herself from nearly falling.
Her features look very refined, and her large, beautiful eyes leave a striking impression.
Her mouth is hidden by a mask, and her hair color and style are hidden under a hat, but she is probably quite the beauty.
If I hadn’t met Rei, I might have stared in fascination right here.
I never expected to experience the benefit of living with a beautiful girl in a place like this.
Fortunately, I managed not to have any particular thoughts about the appearance of the girl in front of me
"Ah, I’m really sorry. I grabbed you so suddenly... it must have hurt, right?" (Rintaro)
"N-no! I’m the one who bumped into you..."
Confirming that she is steady now, I let go of her hand.
These days, even if you mean well, helping someone can sometimes get you accused of being a molester.
It’s best not to get too involved with strangers.
Thinking that, I turn my heel, ready to leave the spot immediately.
"Umm!"
But for some reason, she grabs the sleeve of my clothes.
When I turn back in surprise, I find her eyes looking teary as they meet mine again.
"W-what is it?" (Rintaro)
"Um, that… as an apology for bumping into you, I’m wondering if I could treat you to something…"
"Huh?" (Rintaro)
What on earth is this girl saying?
I only help her when she is about to fall. There is no need to go that far.
She doesn’t seem to have any bad intentions, but to be frank, the offer sounds so good it almost feels suspicious.
"…Sorry, but I don’t really――――" (Rintaro)
"Hey… what are you doing to Shiro?"
Just as I try to turn her down, another person suddenly steps in between me and the girl.
She, glaring sharply at me, is a beauty no less than the girl called Shiro.
"Shiro, is this guy a molester?"
"Hah!?" (Rintaro)
Accused of something I never even imagined, I raise my voice in shock.
What on earth is this girl saying all of a sudden?
"A-are you okay, Rintaro!?" (Yukio)
Yukio, who has been watching from the side, finally comes closer, probably thinking it has gone too far.
The girl who barged in still keeps her guard up against me.
Unfortunately, I am not that generous.
Being treated with hostility on the first meeting, and even accused of such a thing—my impression of her is already the worst.
"Ugh, Kuro! He’s not a molester! On the contrary, he’s the one who helps me when I’m about to fall." (Shiro)
"…Really?" (Kuro)
The rude girl called Kuro looks back and forth between me and the girl behind her.
Finally, realizing her misunderstanding, she lowers her brows with an apologetic look.
"Sorry… I jump to conclusions." (Kuro)
"A-ah…"
As soon as she notices her mistake, she bows her head without hesitation.
Since I am already getting ready to argue, her straightforwardness catches me off guard, and my tension subsides.
"I'm sorry about my Kuro. She’s not really used to boys." (Shiro)
"…It’s fine. As long as you understand it was a misunderstanding." (Rintaro)
"Thank you kindly. I’m glad you turned out to be a kind person, big bro. By the way, how about we exchange contacts?" (Shiro)
"That’s way too sudden… Sorry, but I don’t make it a habit to exchange with people I just meet." (Rintaro)
Of course, that is a lie.
From these girls, I sense a certain troublesome vibe.
Especially the Kansai-accented girl called Shiro.
She looks friendly enough, but if I let my guard down, I get the feeling she will end up playing me like a toy.
It’s like adding a layer of shadiness on top of someone like the schemer Mia.
"Oh my, that’s a shame. Then if we happen to meet again somewhere, will you exchange with me then?" (Shiro)
"Yeah, sure." (Rintaro)
That is, if we really ever meet again.
"I got your word, okay? Then let’s go, Kuro. We don’t have any more business here." (Shiro)
"Kay." (Kuro)
"I look forward to seeing you again. See ya." (Shiro)
Waving lightly, the two of them walk away.
After confirming their backs grow smaller in the distance, I let out a big sigh.
"Haa… what the hell was with those girls just now?" (Rintaro)
"Sorry, I should’ve stepped in faster." (Yukio)
"You don’t need to apologize, Yukio. It’s not like anything bad happened." (Rintaro)
"Well… maybe in a way, that was a reverse pickup?" (Yukio)
If he calls it a reverse pickup, there’s really no other word for it, then.
I might want to get excited that my popular phase has finally arrived, but at least that Kansai-accented girl called Shiro is definitely a trouble.
Honestly, no matter how tempting it sounds, I want nothing to do with anything that smells like hassle.
"Anyway, let’s go too. We already wasted enough time…" (Rintaro)
"Ah, yeah. You’re right." (Yukio)
"Hm? What's wrong?" (Rintaro)
"...It’s just, those two looked familiar somehow." (Yukio)
Looking in the direction the two walked off, Yukio mutters that.
"Familiar… where from?" (Rintaro)
"Hmm… I can’t quite remember." (Yukio)
Seeing Yukio’s wry smile, I tilt my head.
A familiar atmosphere――――.
Now that he says it, I also kind of feel the same.
Their hats and sunglasses hide almost all their features, but there’s something familiar about their vibe...
If I had to compare, it’s close to the feeling I get when I first meet the three from MilleSta.
Maybe they are models who appear in magazines or influencers.
If that’s the case, it makes sense that they feel familiar.
"Well, whatever. Let’s go, Rintaro." (Yukio)
"Yeah." (Rintaro)
Since we don’t think it is anything important, we leave the venue just like that.
~"(This is a Translation Content of pemudatunawisata[dot]my[dot]id. so, read only on there, kay~)"~
[End of Chapter]
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