Vol 2 Chapter 1 (1/2)

[BOKUs.h.i.+NU V2] CUT 1 – TODAY, I MADE YOU ANGRY. YOU WANTED REVENGE

“Brother, wake up.”

Hm? Morning already…?

“You can’t oversleep just because it’s summer vacation. Yukiko here is hungry.”

Ah…let me sleep a little more…

“Argh! Wake up now!”

Whoosh.

Ahh, my blanket…

“Now, wake up already…why are you sleeping naked, you perverted brother–!!!”

“WOOOAARRRGGHHH!!”

I took an Ortega Hammer from my little sister, and immediately tumbled down from my head. I tried my best to widen my sleepy eyes, and saw the back of my sister covering her flushed red face as she ran out of the room.

“What was that about?”

I stand up to see myself reflected on the mirror, and let out a sigh.

Ahh, that girl.

“Even if it’s hot, at least wear some pajamas.”

I put on a jersey, and look at the notebook laid out on the table.

After seeing the diary that’s littered with doodle, I can’t help but let out another sigh again.

“Good morning, Sakamoto! Do your best for summer homework today too! I left a pile of it for your sake! Hikari really is great here!”

“You’re just being the same as usual!

Hikari Yumesaki, you imbecile.

The girl’s voice enter my mind, and for the 3rd time, I sigh at this usual unbelievable diary entry. At the same time, I recall the events of a certain day in early Spring.

It was a certain rainy day in early April, and a girl died unfortunately in front of me. It was Hikari Yumesaki.

I, who coincidentally was at the scene, was asked by a black-robed person “Will you use half your lifespan to save her?”

In the face of this sudden choice, I answered “Bring it on, b.a.s.t.a.r.d!”. And so, I ended up using half my life as the price to get her to revive—

“…That was supposed to happen.”

In fact, our personalities would save every alternate day, and we end up beginning an unbelievable life of two souls living the same life. I am in control of my body today, but Hikaru Yumesaki’s consciousness will take over tomorrow. This occurs every alternate day, and thus, taking up half of my life. When I noticed it, I can’t help but hate the sophisms in the j.a.panese language.

Every day, at 4.59am, our personalities will switch. We will not retain any memories when our personalities aren’t present, and thus, I can only interact with the other me, Hikari Yumesaki, through this exchange diary method.

“Always doing such stupid things.”

She would record the stupid things she did on the diary, and as this ridiculous diary entry has proved, this Hikari Yumesaki is an idiot at a level beyond other idiots.

And then there’s the amazing death she had because she had a fujos.h.i.+ fascination, but for some reason, whenever she did something in life, there would be all sorts of errors occurring, either that, or that she did some stupid things again. Thanks to that, my life’s so frantic it’s practically at a point of typhoon alerts. And because she’s always doing such dumbfounding pranks, it’s common for me to end up in troublesome matters.

“At least she did show signs of doing something.”

I flip through the maths a.s.signment, and found that she did do a few questions at least.

…Well, she gave up after doing about 3 questions or so, and then there’s an increase in doodles, with a pretty spellcaster that resembles Hikari Yumesaki at the end.

“Hikari’s hard work is used as a sacrifice to summon Sakamoto! I’ll leave the rest to you!”

And there’s also this one vexing line on the ill.u.s.tration. All the questions after that were left blank. d.a.m.n it, drawing such a high quality drawing will take about the same time as a question!

“Please, I’ll try my best tomorrow, so forgive me here. You’ll definitely forgive me because you’re so kind, right Sakamoto? I’ll hate you if you’re not. How about it. You’re a covert handsome guy, Sakamoto.”

“What’s a covert handsome guy? You think I’ll forgive you because of that?”

…I’ll forgive you this time!

“Goodness. No exceptions next time!”

I lie my tired body on the chair’s backrest, and continue to mutter to myself as I snark at the diary.

The wind coming from the window feels a little cooling. Ahh, today’s rather hot too.

“Hikari Yumesaki, huh?”

I softly mutter the name of my partner.

Ever since the moment her soul resided in my body, a lot of things happened till this point.

I was once a guy who was ostracized by my cla.s.smates due to certain personal circ.u.mstances, but thanks to her, I inadvertently became the hero of the cla.s.s, and I got a confession from a girl, something I never thought I would be able to have. Also, there was the confrontation against the guy called Kazes.h.i.+ro due to the circ.u.mstances involving Hikari Yumesaki’s death, and that was really dangerous.

I close the notebook, and place it on the cover she once touched.

The relations.h.i.+p between us is really inexplicable. We can’t meet, can’t hold hands, and can’t talk to each other.

The only thing binding us tightly together is a notebook. She, with her back leaning against mine, is so close yet so far. I wonder how much has she occupied my mind? After the incident involving Kazes.h.i.+ro, I too wanted to sort out my feelings a little…

“Well, whatever.”

I force down the troubles that’s bothering me in my heart, and decide to respond to her expectations. She’s going to work hard starting tomorrow, so that means she wants me to work hard, I guess? Ah d.a.m.n it, she’s good at ordering others.

And so, I continue to live the life of two souls in one body on this day with Hikari Yumesaki. However, there’s naturally no way the common life of the deplorable girl Hikari Yumesaki and this fake delinquent in me’s going to go well. Naturally, this summer vacation is no exception, and we spend our days living quite the intriguing life.

Maybe a certain event that happened two days later will just be a prelude to something.

“I lost my memories.”

“You spent a pa.s.sionate night with your girlfriend until you lost your memories? Now this is why you’re a delinquent.”

“Listen to me seriously! I really lost my memories!”

“Also, why are you not calling me Miss? Now this is why you’re a delinquent.”

“Miss, please don’t joke around here. I’m serious. I really lost my memories.”

“Goodness me, why must you be born with such a terrifying face? Now this is—”

“Enough with this pattern already?”

“Hoho. I really do like this. Too bad, I guess.”

While my body’s gradually getting used to summer vacation.

The scorching sun incinerates the land as the sky remains cloudless. It’s now noon, so hot that I feel like exploding. Thanks to a certain person going bonkers, I had to come to school to take some remedials, and now I’m in the infirmary.

“And so? You lost your memories again?”

“That’s not all this time. Anyway, look at this.”

“Hm?”

I fish out a note from my pocket, and the infirmary teacher Higumo picks it up with her long fingers

She’s still wearing that trademark m.u.f.fler, which could be written off if it was still spring, but it’s another thing in this season. It’s to a point where I want to ask her, “are you training ?”. She ties her long black hair in a ponytail, and whenever she does that, the sights from the cleavage and miniskirt would attack my eyes. Those so happen to be exactly what I like

“…Huh?”

I look away from the complacent smile Higumo gives. d.a.m.n it, I can’t let me make a fool out of me.

“What exactly is going on? Can you tell this teacher?”

She waves the note as she asks me.

“…A-an acquaintance sent this message to me.”

“Hm? A girl you know of?”

“Uu…”

“A girl gave you this little message?”

“…”

“Ohoho. No wonder you’re showing such a face there.”

She giggles as she stares at the note in amus.e.m.e.nt.

Shut up, d.a.m.n it. You,

“I don’t remember writing such a thing before, so, well—”

“Well?”

Do-don’t make me say it.

“Wh-when exactly do girl write…such things?”

“Oho. This surely is youth. You’re so cute despite that scary face of yours.”

Ahh, whatever! I shouldn’t have come after all! I’m going back!

“Wait wait! I’ll hear you out. Sorry, I guess?”

Higumo tightly embraces me from behind just when I stood up, keeping me here.

d.a.m.n it. There’s really an amazing smell coming from her hair. She hits all the marks for me.

“Then, you have no idea at all, Akitsuki? There may be some thing you did that may be trivial to you, but important to a girl, you know”

“Even if you say so.”

I can’t think of anything.”

“Hm, I see~I can think of this together with you, but…”

Higumo says such an annoying sounding line with a delighted look as she embraces me further, and whispers alluringly into my ear.

“I think maybe it is better for you to think, you know? Maybe that’s what she’s hoping?”

“…Uu.”

Tsu—she points her index finger at my cheek, and for some reason, it causes me to bashful.

“Can’t you try and recall what you did the previous day?”

She lets go of my body as she laughs, saying this. Though she did give me this advice,

“I’m troubled because I can’t do it.”

“Eh?”

“It’s nothing. I’m going back.”

After letting out this grumble, I’m really readying to leave. While on my way out, she says to me, “It’s hot out there. You should cut your hair.”, and so I reply to her, “You too. You’re wearing a m.u.f.fler even though it’s so hot”, before returning back to the sizzling corridor. Do I have to walk back down this hot corridor?

“What I did yesterday…huh?”

I continue to walk slowly under the scorching sky.

I guess club activities are in progress, as there are some students dressed in uniform walking towards me while I’m walking home, and immediately shun me hastily.

As for why that’s the case, it’s because I have quite the heinous appearance. It’s already common for me to have people make way for me while I’m walking. Thanks to this, I don’t have any friends, let alone a girlfriend, and once remedials ended, n.o.body would ask me out to play, so I can only return home. Ahh seriously, I might as well just die.

“Ah.”

“Oh.”

The moment I entertain such thoughts.

Someone’s coming from in front of me, and my eyes stop on those bouncing braids.

“Ah, Sa-Sakamoto. What’s the matter? At such a time…”

“Hm, ah, I had remedials. I’m going home now. Are you attending club activities?”

“Ah, yes.”

Kasumi Sanada. Everyone in cla.s.s calls are Kasumi.

This cla.s.smate of mine has the unique traits are her pet.i.te body, the braided her, and that she would stutter slightly.

The vibe she gives me is that she’s an undercla.s.sman of mine due to her pa.s.sive att.i.tude, but their striking, self-emphasizing b.r.e.a.s.t.s tell me that she’s of the same age as me. I can’t take this anymore.

“I-is that so? You’re going back…what do I do now. I don’t have any club activities today…bu-but I want, to go out and play…with anyone who’s free.”

Heh? That’s quite the slacking club life. It’s good to have friends who can go out and play together.

“I-I’m thinking of going to the p-pool, so I bought an amazing s-swimsuit…”

Pool huh? I guess this is the perfect weather for going to the pool today.

“E-especially if it’s you, S-Sakamoto—”

“Ah, I see.”

I stare at a thoroughly blus.h.i.+ng Kasumi, and suddenly remember.

It’s a rare thing to be able to meet her. I guess a girl should be able to understand another girl’s feelings best.

“More importantly, do you mind looking at this?”

“Eh? Ah, y-yes…”

Kasumi looks utterly devastated as she receives the note I hand her.

Hm? What’s the matter?

“An acquaintance left this message for me, but I can’t wrap my head around it. What does this mean actually?”

“M-message? Erm…”

And so, Kasumi stares at the message seriously.

“…”

Huh? What? Silence? Erm…

“…This is from a girl, right?”

“Eh? So what abut that?”

“This is the message from the person you like…right?”

“Eh? Ah—”

The moment I say this, I realize what’s going on. D-d.a.m.nnit.

Of course, I got careless. Regarding me, this girl…

“…I see. So this is the message from the girl you like…”

Kasumi’s serious eyes are staring at the note as she ponders over something.

Her face right now looks as if she’s plotting something instead of thinking of a solution.

“…What I think is that this girl you like definitely,”

D-definitely?

“This girl you like definitely hates you a lot, I think.”

“Ehhhh!?”

A lot!? A lot, you say!?

“The words are clearly showing her disgust and hatred for you. I’m a girl too, so I know this very well. It’s better for you to break up all ties with this girl, Sakamoto.”

“No, this is—”

“Trust me, Sakamoto. I’m saying this for your sake.”

“Th-this is…”

She’s saying these words with such fluidity she never showed before, and I’m left speechless by that.

Er-erm, Kasumi?

“Sakamoto, you shouldn’t be getting involved with me. But that means you’ll be lonely, right? I guess you’ll die without girls in your life…”

No, I won’t die like that…

“Th-that’s why, if you need to replace the girl…er-erm…”

Erm…

“I-I can replace her, if you like…?”

“Ah, erm…”

Such a response will only leave me troubled.

“If it’s you, Sakamoto…I don’t mind ‘being eaten up’—”

“Ah, ahh! Time to go off now! Bye then!”

I can see a black color filling Kasumi’s eyes, and hurriedly cut the topic as I dash down the asphalt at full sprint. That was dangerous. Those eyes were basically staring at a prey…

And I continue to run until I could no longer see her, before I finally stop to wipe the dripping sweat from my forehead.

After doing so, I stare at the note again, muttering,

“A lot, huh?”

There’s no way such a thing’s possible.

“What’s this?”

“A message I got from someone I consider a friend, a female friend. What do you think?”

“Brother, you have friends?”

“Don’t retort back here!”