Intermission: Teiara-san’s Christmas Eve
Christmas Eve.
Teiara Basori is sitting at the desk in her room. She puts one of her hands on her face as she looks at a book.
It’s the real-life BL fanfic by Koto Tsukinoki.
She’s also aware of the existence of the BL genre. She wasn’t planning to give unnecessary comments on personal hobbies-
“Eh, wait, doing that in front of people…?”
Fwap. She put a post-it note on this page. She realized she didn’t have many notes left.
She just wanted to check for some of the “obscene” areas, yet the end seemed nowhere in sight.
Teiara stretched her back as she remembered what had happened in the student council room a few days prior.
…The president of the Literature Club, Kazuhiko Nukumizu.
Unlike the character in the doujinshi, he seems like an earnest student.
However, he unknowingly closed their distance when she was checking the novel.
If she had noticed it just a second later-
If she had avoided his hand reaching toward her just a second later, the “Nukumizu” in the illustrations would have-
At this point, her cheeks have flared up. She’s sweating profusely.
“T-This is just a story!”
Bam! She slammed the table. A surprised voice came from behind.
“Nee-san, you have been mumbling for a while. What are you doing?”
“Ha!?”
She turned around. Her little brother has just finished taking a shower. He’s standing at the door in his tracksuit.
“H-Hold on, Takashi. At least knock before you come in!”
“I did. What’s wrong? You are freaking out.”
Takashi Basori, a second-year student in middle school.
She still hasn’t asked why her parents gave him a normal name but not her.
Teiara hid the doujinshi below her notebook and searched for her usual calm look.
“It’s nothing. What’s wrong?”
“Mom is slicing the cake. Come down, nee-san.”
“Sure, got it-”
Teiara stood up. She couldn’t help but observe her little brother. This kid has been growing taller and taller ever since he was in middle school. He seems to have acquired a tinge of manliness recently.
“...By the way, Takashi. You’ve been hanging out with your friends in the Football Club, right?”
“Yeah, why are you asking that now?”
“You got chocolate last Valentine, right? Did…the classmates in your club give you that?”
“...There are only guys in our club.”
“What’s the problem with that?”
Teiara-san blurted that out. She was frozen by her own words.
…Hmm, eh, what did I j-just say?
“Uh, well, it’s nothing. It’s nothing! Nevermind!”
Despite the cold weather, Teiara is sweating profusely. Her hands flailed around.
“Nee-san, I feel like you’ve been weird lately. Well, I’ll go down first.”
Her little brother sighed and left. Teiara exhaled in relief.
…This is all because of that guy.
By the way, how is he doing with that “promise” to me?
Her phone rang the moment she suddenly remembered about that.
She flipped open the phone. The words “Yumeko Shikiya” are shining on the screen.
Teiara took a deep breath and pressed the accept button.
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