Chapter: 8. My Childhood Friend Can’t Possibly Be a Perverted Protagonist
The first day of the new semester on campus.
Many students left early because there were no classes scheduled afterward.
Additionally, students from the elite and regular classes, located on the east side of the teaching building, usually wouldn’t head to the west side.
That’s why no one noticed Nagi, who was secretly observing from the corner of the stairs.
“What a typical development…”
Nagi couldn’t help but sigh inwardly at the scene before her.
Whether it was the “protagonist who hasn’t awakened their abilities and is being mocked” or the “blonde school bully trying to oppress the weak,” this scenario was too standard, making Nagi vaguely recall that she had been reborn into a galgame world.
Although the “Star Draw” series is infamous for being terrible, it seems that some aspects still follow the conventions of typical galgames.
From a gaming perspective—
Nagi stealthily looked at the boy standing in front of Kanade. He was roughly the same height as her, with slightly curly gray hair and a tall, slender frame, making him seem like a bro role.
Then the girl standing beside Kanade… Isn’t that the girl I ran into this morning?!
With her childish and cute appearance, big eyes, and short brown hair, she emanated an adorable aura like a little animal.
Given her constant protection of Kanade during this argument, it’s easy to associate her with the gentle heroine who stays by the protagonist’s side and often worries for him…
Nagi subconsciously narrowed her eyes.
—Is this a result of the school’s arrangements?
Nagi’s skepticism wasn’t unfounded.
If Kanade’s “true identity” was already known to the upper management of the special circle SEMA, they would surely be very concerned about Kanade’s “awakening.”
Based on past experiences, arranging understanding friends, a gentle and caring girl, as well as an arrogant classmate who always looks for trouble around the “future protagonist” Kanade wouldn’t be impossible.
Although Nagi thought it unlikely that the school would have everyone cooperate in a performance, they could cleverly arrange for them to be roommates or classmates, significantly increasing the likelihood of these events occurring.
This time, the school probably hopes for Kanade to conflict with that blonde boy and stimulate her powers’ awakening through a private “duel,” right?
—Speaking of which, why are you two standing so close together?
—I understand you’re trying to express that you’re on Kanade-kun’s side, but is it necessary to stand so close?
—Your shoulders… They’re touching, you know? As a girl, I think it’s better to be mindful of the distance with boys!
—And Kanade-kun, why don’t you say something to her to remind her to maintain normal social distance between genders!
Just then.
Kanade seemed determined to ignore the provocation from the blonde boy in front of him. He grabbed Fuuko’s arm beside him and turned to leave the scene.
—Wait, wait!
Nagi couldn’t help but shout inwardly as she watched the scene unfold:
“Why are you holding hands!? You’re clearly not a couple, so why are you holding hands in public!”
“Kanade, you troublesome child!”
“Who taught my Kanade-kun to be such a frivolous boy?!”
Nagi, tucked away in the corner, retracted her head while venting her frustrations.
Her mind was racing.
After her recent observation, she believed it wasn’t a good time for her to make an appearance.
After all, she was the legendary “beautiful new transfer student” and “magical childhood friend.”
Moreover, she had countless promises with Kanade in the past.
If she appeared so plainly at this moment, it would waste the opportunity for a “long-awaited reunion.”
For a “female protagonist” with attributes like hers, it was definitely more fitting to unexpectedly encounter Kanade under a campus cherry blossom tree, exchanging distant glances, and then—
Just as Nagi was about to leave for the time being, she misjudged Kanade’s speed after not seeing him for years.
In a moment of distraction, she didn’t manage to escape.
She collided right into Kanade, hurrying toward the corner of the stairs.
“!?”
“Watch out—huh?”
Nagi’s petite body was knocked backward from the impact.
Kanade, realizing he had bumped into someone, reflexively reached out a hand.
But as he noticed the incredibly familiar yet strange beautiful face of the black-haired girl before him, he also lost his balance and fell alongside Nagi.
—Oh no!?
—I didn’t expect that just a few years of not seeing each other would lead to such a massive blunder!
The scene before Nagi was beyond her expectations.
Yet relying on her extraordinary thinking speed, she made a judgment in the moment of falling.
Since she couldn’t avoid encountering Kanade, at the very least she needed to save face at the last moment.
With that thought, Nagi planned to subtly adjust her posture mid-air.
Given that her identity was the long-lost beautiful childhood friend, when meeting the protagonist, she naturally wanted to create some “lucky pervert” incident, letting Kanade’s otherwise tall image take a nosedive before her—
At the moment he thought he would be disliked, she would then draw him in, capturing his heart…
“Tsukimi-kun—!” At this critical moment.
Fuuko, who reacted in time, reached out her delicate arm toward where the two were about to fall.
Her big, watery eyes sparkled with a barely perceptible glint in the light.
Wind.
Suddenly, an inexplicable light breeze blew through the indoor stairs.
This faint wind swirled behind Nagi’s suspended body, as if forming a massive net.
Sensitive to magical powers, Nagi immediately realized this was the wind-type ability of the brown-haired girl in front of her.
“Is the school trying to recreate my past experiences?” A thought flashed through Nagi’s mind.
Even though they were in a public setting, Nagi had no intention of backing down.
Since someone had used their powers to ensure her safety for what was coming next, she could boldly design her falling posture—
Huh?
Contrary to Nagi’s expectations.
As she descended, she hadn’t had time to twist her body to adjust her position. She noticed that Kanade’s body seemed to be “precisely” aiming at certain parts of her.
If this weren’t Kanade, but someone else, Nagi would have believed that they were intentionally trying to take advantage of her with a “perfect” angle.
In that brief moment.
Nagi hesitated.
Clearly, she could achieve the results she wanted without doing anything.
But why did she feel a hint of unease?!
Was it only because this wasn’t the event she had planned?
Thud.
Although the breeze Fuuko summoned created a swoop at the location where they were about to fall, it still produced a noticeable sound.
This made Fuuko and the right-hand man behind her anxiously look down.
However, what they saw was unexpected.
Clearly, it was the black-haired girl who had been knocked down by Kanade.
Yet now, Kanade was beneath the girl, holding her tightly, seemingly afraid of her being harmed in any way.
It looked like Kanade had quickly adjusted their positions while hugging her during their fall—
From the viewpoint of an onlooker, this should have been a commendable scene.
But to the uninformed—
“Omura Suzume.”
“What?”
“Call the police, there’s a pervert here…” Fuuko’s expression suddenly turned icy.
“Wait a minute!” Kanade down below seemed to hear Fuuko’s words and reflexively retorted.
And his instinctive retort caused him to grip tighter.
What he felt in return from his palms was a kind of ultimate softness filled with elasticity—
“Eh?!”
Kanade exclaimed in confusion.
“Hm~” Meanwhile, Nagi, held in his arms, involuntarily let out a sweet sound that shouldn’t have surfaced in public due to the sudden contact.
At that moment, the two of them.
It looked as if Kanade had embraced Nagi from behind.
Moreover, one of his legs was positioned between her legs, resting against her thigh, forcing her to awkwardly spread her long, smooth legs wrapped in black stockings.
His hand fortuitously climbed up Nagi’s rounded chest, with fingers sinking into her soft skin through the thin fabric of her shirt.
The two masses, as if filled with water balloons, became engorged as Kanade instinctively exerted force, the white fabric forming numerous suggestive creases.
Even through the clothing, Kanade could visually and tactically sense the pliable softness hidden beneath the shirt, spilling out from between his fingers—
As Kanade’s brain processed and understood the lewd scene before him, it instantly went into a crash state.
And Nagi was also stunned by Kanade’s typical “lucky pervert” incident and didn’t react in time to break free.
—My Kanade-kun has unknowingly grown into a true perverted protagonist!!!
