15 He could only awkwardly smile… what the hell! (2/2)

As he attempted to grasp the meaning of the girl’s sentence, the conversation options appeared—

[A: What are you talking about? Are you insulting me?]

[B: Sorry, I don’t understand what you mean.]

[C: Wise people are wise—not because of their knowledge, but because of their desire for knowledge.]

Option C seemed philosophical, so it had to be the correct choice.

”Wise people are wise—not because of their knowledge, but because of their desire for knowledge.” Seiji said lightly.

*Ding!* [Favorability rating has increased!]

The girl’s eyebrows arched upwards, and she finally took her large eyes off her book and focused her gaze on Seiji.

”Have you also read Taylor’s poetry before?”

”Er… yes… a few.” Seiji thought to himself that he knew who Tagore was, but who the hell was Taylor!? After acting so pretentious just earlier, though, he couldn’t say that he had no clue who Taylor was!

”What’s the distance between you and me? First, you must ask yourself what the distance between our hearts is.”

Again!?

This time no conversation options had automatically appeared.

‘Come on, system, give me some help!’ Seiji mentally urged the system to no avail.

Seiji broke out into a cold sweat, but he had a sudden flash of inspiration.

”The farthest distance between us… is when I’m right in front of you, but you don’t realize… I love you.”

‘Man, what an embarrassing thing to say!’ Seiji thought to himself. He only copied something he had read on the internet before in his previous life, but he didn’t know if this world had a similar phrase.

Hearing his answer, the girl’s watery eyes opened slightly wider.

”That wasn’t a poem by Taylor… But… it was… pretty good.”

She closed her poetry book.

”Kagura…”

”Hm?”

”My name is Kagura… Shika Kagura.”

Her voice was soft and gentle and also contained a slight hint of coldness, but it wasn’t something that would make anyone feel uncomfortable—it was just like snow on a sunny day.

”Shika Kagura… is it?” Seiji scratched his face, ”It’s a beautiful name.”

The girl looked directly at his face.

”Seigo Harano… what do you need me to do?”

”Eh?” Seiji blinked in confusion. ”No… I don’t need you to do anything; it’s just that I heard you were forcefully taken here, so I thought that you might be feeling somewhat uncomfortable.”

Shika Kagura tilted her head slightly.

”You thought I might be uncomfortable, so that’s why you asked for my name?”

”Yeah…”

”Strange person.”

‘Was that really strange!?’ Seiji felt exhausted; it was difficult to hold a conversation with this girl—their wavelengths just weren’t compatible!

”I thought that if someone talked to you, it would help you calm down… but it seems that I was probably just an annoyance—you were always calm to begin with.”

He wasn’t skilled at dealing with girls that were interested in literature, and after he had confirmed that she wasn’t nervous or feeling uncomfortable here, he already felt like retreating.

Perhaps some people thought that the difficult-to-approach type combined with a S-rank appearance made the ideal goddess, but Seiji wasn’t very interested. If even having a normal conversation was difficult, then forget about it.

Shika Kagura was silent for a few seconds.

”Were you… trying to console me?”

”I suppose.”

”I see…” Shika Kagura nodded. ”Seigo Harano… is a good person.”

She suddenly had the impression that he was a good person?

Seiji was clueless on how he should to respond to this. Thankfully, just as he was contemplating his next words, he heard footsteps approaching.

Turning around, he saw that it was Sheena Shiho, followed by Anya Saigenji who seemed rather dizzy.

Finally, someone was here to rescue him! Upon seeing the duo, Seiji mentally sighed in relief.

”They’re the president and vice-president of the drama club. If you’re interested in this place, why don’t you have a chat with them?”

As he said this, he waved his hand and walked away.

Shika Kagura watched him leave wordlessly.

”He seems… rather special…”

Her soft words faded into the wind.

Finally, she retracted her gaze from his figure.