I Told You I’m Not 〇〇!! ~When I Helped Out the Most Beautiful Girl in My Class, My Identity Got Foun

Mob Highschool Student can’t Spends his time in Peace

In the end, everyone thinks that Eihashi-san borrowed the book from me because she knows that I frequent the library.

Also, the friend who recommended Eihashi-san that book gave her a hug and said [Mou, if you just tell me I would just lend it to you!] afterward.

“Seiya, let’s grab our lunch〜”

“You…….are you having the cafeteria’s bread again?”

“And you are eating that homemade bento again, right? You sure made it every single day.”

When I eat my bento at lunch break, I am usually accompanied by Masato. I feel a little thankful for Masato who didn’t mind the fact that he just saved me this morning while opening my bento.

I have always eaten my bento with Masato but if he wasn’t there, I think I might end up having to eat it as a loner every day.

Well, if he’s absent then I might have to eat my lunch at the library to avoid standing out as a loner though.

However, if that was the case, I would gather attention whenever I went in and out of the classroom. I wouldn’t be able to perform so well as a mob without him.

On that point, I am very grateful to Masato.

Our hobby is the same, and Masato is a person that doesn’t jump on the bandwagon and act on his own judgment so I have been able to get along with him so well.

“Come to think of it, what was the book that you lent Eihashi-san this morning?”

“Ah, it’s Seishun Ushi. I bumped into her when I went to buy the new volume yesterday……..”

We actually went there together but as expected, I can’t tell that to Masato.

“I thought you left strangely early yesterday but if it was to buy Seishun Ushi then it couldn’t be helped huh. That series is worth the hassle after all.”

With Masato’s cooperation(?) this morning, I managed to avoid a crisis but somehow, I felt that there are more gazes directing at me than usual.

There were no bad rumors raised about me but it seems that there are some rumors circulating around.  Considering the gazes that gathered at me, it seems my situation right now is unmob-like.

There is a saying that a rumor will fade after 75 days but it might not be necessary to actually have to wait 75 days for it to disappear. After a short while, even if it won’t be the same as before, things should return back to normal.

Well, putting it like that this situation might certainly be abnormal but, to be honest, I didn’t notice that many gazes so far.

Rather, I could say that I blended into the background so well that no one noticed me before this happened.

Until now, the existence of me and Masato is something like scenery you see from a moving train or the environment you see when you are stuck in traffic, those kinds of natural sceneries. I was able to spend my school life in peace without anyone batting an eye about my existence.

“……hey, Seiya. As I thought, this is not just my imagination right……..”

“……even if she is looking our way, it doesn’t mean that she is looking at us you know?”

“Us you say……….she is looking at you alright. That did happen this morning after all so isn’t she just looking at you because of that?”

That’s right, I lent a book to Eihashi-san this morning and she is now looking my way even though there should be nothing she has to do with us.

Masato didn’t think that she was just looking outside the window like yesterday, he might notice that she is sneaking a glance at me.

…….Eh, thinking about it now, she shouldn’t have any business with me yesterday too right? ………no, it might be because she suspected that I am Kamishiro Kousei yesterday huh.

It was fine yesterday but today Masato will be wondering why Eihashi-san is looking at me……as expected, no one would sneak a glance at someone who just lent them a book.

“You sure that you didn’t do anything to Eihashi-san?”

“…..I just…..lent her a book……”

“…..that’s all?”

I couldn’t tell him that I am Kamishiro Kousei, the famous model and that I helped her when she was being hit on by playboys. Even if I tell him honestly he wouldn’t believe me anyway. No, since it’s Masato he might actually believe me huh……?

Whatever the case, I tell him that there is nothing that Hiura Seiya has done that would earn her gaze.

“Ahh, when did my mediocre school life get so messy……”

“Well, you are indeed mediocre alright!”

“When you agree with me like it doesn’t really sit well with me though!”

There was not even a single lie in my words. Both my appearance and performance at school are mediocre. I might be praising myself here but while my grade is not that good, it is not that bad either. No, if you look at it as a whole, my grade is on the better side.

I have been living up to the word Mediocre until now.

However, the disturbance that was created when I helped Eihashi Reika from the playboys is rolling my school life into an unexpected direction like a butterfly effect—–

“—-Hiura-kun, right?”

“……eh?”

“I have something to ask you, do you have some time after school?”

When my name was suddenly called, I turned to the direction of the caller and there was a person whose expression was a smile but she is definitely not smiling.

Do you have some time after school? She did not just say that right? 

That was what I was thinking as I looked at Ichinose Akari, Eihashi-san’s friend who sternly spoke to me.

If I recall correctly, she is Eihashi-san’s best friend. Of course, I couldn’t possibly refuse someone like that………

“Yes, uh, I have.”

“Is that so? Then that’s good. Come to the classroom written in this note afterschool ok?”

Ichinose-san is definitely a beautiful girl. If Eihashi-san has the image of stillness then Ichinose-san is a beautiful girl with the image of dynamic movement. Her characteristic is her innocent personality.

Normally, there wouldn’t be anyone who doesn’t get happy when being called out by her. However, the circumstances of this one are not normal at all.

Ahh, why are things not calming down yet……..

How long will this restless school life that looks like a game’s event continue?

To be honest, this is more daunting than being called into the staff room by a teacher.

This is the first time since I started pursuing a mob life that I find being called out by someone so depressing.