Episode 134: Love and Hate
If even a dog strolling around is bound to bump into a stick, then there should be no problem when a Mysterious Beautiful Girl happens to pick up another Beautiful Girl.
Even if that Beautiful Girl harbors colossal feelings for her.
“It’s practically the same as holding a time bomb.”
As long as it’s a Beautiful Girl, even a bomb would be fine!
I’ll take on every bit of the explosion with my own body, without leaving a trace! ^^^
“Take it on!? You’re definitely not the type who’d take it!”
This guy is such a hassle.
“…Hey, isn’t it about time you could walk on your own?”
Behind me, Clam said this with an obviously disgruntled tone.
It feels like the frogs at my feet are multiplying.
Since each one of them is a bomb, honestly, I’m scared.
“Here, take the bomb then.”
That changes things when we’re talking about a physical bomb.
“Nope, still can’t walk. Sorry, Solciera.”
Rinka smiled brightly while cradled in my arms.
I caught Rinka as she was falling, but it seems she injured her leg and can’t walk.
So, right now, because I am a Beautiful Girl, I’m carrying Rinka princess-style.
Because I am a Beautiful Girl!
“Ugh… Innocent!”
The justice system remains fair today.
“Tch… Solciera, I’ll carry that person.”
“Eh, it’s alright, don’t strain yourself. It’s fine, really. I’ll just accept your kindness from afar.”
“Huh?”
Just look, Star Reader’s Staff.
Two Beautiful Girls are fiercely competing over the Mysterious Beautiful Girl.
My stomach hurts. I feel sorry for both Beautiful Girls.
I want to say, “Please don’t fight over me.”
“Alright, further Zero unit.”
Are you planning to turn this place into a battlefield?
That’s going too far.
“You probably don’t know this, but Solciera has been fighting angels and is tired. So, please, let me carry you quietly.”
The croaking of the frogs grows more intense.
For a moment, I imagined the scenery of a rural night.
Right, let’s go to the countryside this summer.
A place with rice paddies and a beautiful river would be nice…
There, dressed in a white dress, I’ll play the role of a Mysterious Beautiful Girl.
I’ll give an unforgettable summer memory to the kids who happen to visit their grandparents’ house.
“Again ruining innocent boys, are you? How much sin must you accumulate before you’re satisfied?”
Who said anything about only boys?
“What… did you say…!?”
While daydreaming about summer vacation, Rinka suddenly disappeared from my arms.
To my side, Clam stood with a sour face, making the frogs carry Rinka.
That’s a bomb, right?
“Let go! Solciera, help me!”
“Don’t be loud. Don’t inconvenience Solciera so much.”
“…What exactly are you to Solciera?”
Rinka glared at Clam while being carried by the frogs.
At that moment, Clam wore an incredibly smug expression and declared,
“I am Solciera’s sympathizer. Got it? S-Y-M-P-A-T-H-I-Z-E-R! Understand?”
“You? …Hmph.”
Rinka snorted through her nose.
Stop it, Rinka! That thing beneath you is a bomb!
“……Mar-Chans”
“Stop it, Clam.”
Enough already.
Beautiful Girls shouldn’t hurt other Beautiful Girls.
“…We dodged death, huh.”
“Yeah, that’s good. Ah, I’m Rinka. Agiri Rinka. A friend and collaborator of Solciera. Understand? Unlike you, I’m helping. Not pretending to be some rear supporter.”
Were you doing that…?
Well, if a Beautiful Girl says so, maybe that’s how it is…
“So that’s why it’s like this. Huh.”
“…If you have something to say, why don’t you speak more clearly? Sympathizer (lol) lady.”
“This brat…!”
Is Rinka better at verbal sparring?
Or rather, Clam has low resistance to provocation.
“Not quite. This isn’t about low resistance to provocation. When it comes to Solciera, her thoughts abandon defense and become aggressive. Also, she’s a Beautiful Girl with some ‘receiver’ qualities, though not as much as Solciera. One could say Rinka is an ill-suited opponent for her when pressured.”
Thank you, expert Star Reader’s Staff.
“How do you find this?”
Don’t suddenly act incompetent.
“…Anyways, why did you suddenly fall here?”
Clam tries to probe for weaknesses with her words.
It’s actually a great question since I wanted to know that too.
“That’s confidential to outsiders. Of course, Solciera knows, right?”
Eh!?
“…Yes, of course. Honestly, you keep doing reckless things.”
“It was necessary.”
This is bad; the story is progressing without my knowledge.
“Why did you lie…?”
Can’t help it, she’s a Mysterious Beautiful Girl.
Mysterious Beautiful Girls know everything.
That’s normal!
“…You should tell Clam too. She’s no longer unrelated now.”
“Solciera…!”
Clam brightened up instantly, whereas Rinka momentarily frowned.
Why does one smile while the other gets upset?
Both should smile, please.
“What is someone enjoying this situation saying?”
It’s fun, but… more than that, it’s guilt!
I want both of them to smile.
“Well, if that’s okay with you…”
With that, Rinka began explaining how she got here.
There were so many difficult words; I could barely keep up.
Summarizing Rinka’s explanation, it seems Silver Twilight caused trouble again, so she went to find evidence.
“…And thus, I was found and thrown here.”
You survived that well.
No, would I have died if I hadn’t caught you?
“Pathetic, you got caught after all.”
“That’s unpredictable! Can you predict the Student Council President of Kisou Academy suddenly jumping out from a wall? And what should you do if you’re abducted and treated as a hostage?”
“…That, uh… sorry.”
How does a situation like that even happen?
I don’t understand even after hearing it.
“By the way, I encountered a girl calling herself Nameless.”
“‘N-Nam-Nameless!? …Yes.”
I’m confused by the name Rinka mentioned.
What is that person really?
“Who is she…?”
“I don’t know either. She’s a complete irregularity.”
“Hmm. By any chance, do you know her?”
Rinka stares intently at my face.
She’s probably trying to read whether I’m lying from my expression.
Haha, too naive!
Don’t mess with the facial muscles of a Mysterious Beautiful Girl!
“Nameless again… Troublesome.”
“You know her too?”
“Yeah.”
Clam proudly answers that.
“And yet, we don’t know much about her either.”
“True.”
Clam made eye contact as if to say, “I share information with him.”
“Just that, next time we meet her, I won’t hold back… hehe, I’m looking forward to seeing her cry.”
“…Yeah, let’s catch her next time. I’ll help too.”
Suddenly, my right hand was grabbed.
I almost let out a hero-like voice but accepted it calmly and squeezed back.
“N-NANI…!?”
“What’s wrong, collaborator-chan (lol)?”
“I-I, nothing? …Ah, I suddenly feel like I can stand! Thanks to the Explorer’s healing abilities!”
Saying that, Rinka jumped off the Mar-Chans and stood closely beside me on my left.
Eh, is her leg okay?
“You’re the only one who took that seriously.”
Of course, I should worry about a Beautiful Girl’s injury!
“…Hey, why are you holding his hand too?”
“Because we’re close. Right?”
“…I want both of you to let go.”
“「No」”
“……So”
A Mysterious Beautiful Girl cannot strongly refuse.
And she can’t shake hands loose either.
Without weapons, what will you do?
What if an angel appears again?
“Myself, I can go anytime! I can destroy the angel, then afterward, crush both of your emotions!”
I told you to stop!
With both hands held by Beautiful Girls, I can do nothing.
It’s probably around the time the Territorial War begins now.
After the Territorial War, I want to show Tourak the corpse of the angel, so I’ll stay here until then.
“Please don’t put the angel’s corpse inside the expansion field. Moreover, are you okay with it?”
Not particularly.
Actually, it looks like a deer head rich people have at home, and I might even like it.
Isn’t it perfect as room decor?
“Absolutely refused!”
Aw…
I thought it would fit perfectly as room decoration.
“Heartfelt sighs…”
“What’s wrong, sighing like that? …Ah, did you dislike being held by that person?”
“Haha, great joke. Aren’t you exhausted by your overly proactive attitude?”
“Huh?”
“Hm?”
“Stop fighting. I dislike meaningless quarrels.”
While calming both of them, I proceed through the wilderness.
Ah, I hope the Territorial War ends soon.
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Meanwhile, at the special area for the Territorial War.
“Rinka… where did you go? Could it be… those from Kisou Academy!?”
Filled with anxiety, Tourak gripped his white sword tightly.
In this place, there was no one to support his heart.
“Let’s go, Tourak. All we can do is fight.”
“…Yeah, that’s right. We just need to cut everyone down.”
The Territorial War was about to begin soon.
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