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79. Hinano Karen’s Anomaly
“Um, thank you everyone for gathering despite being busy. I’d like to decide on a theme for our class’s cultural festival. If anyone has any ideas, please raise your hand.”
Fusegawa Yorito, who took on the role of the organizer, stood at the podium and addressed his classmates.
In the classroom, discussions were taking place here and there, and the students began to chatter excitedly.
Since there was still time until the cultural festival, there was no need to rush, and everyone wanted to share their opinions and come to a consensus.
In the original story, Shindo Ryusuke would disrupt the flow of the conversation, which was troublesome, but of course, I wouldn’t do such a thing. I watched my classmates facing the blackboard with their arms crossed. I smiled inwardly as I observed everyone talking cheerfully.
However, Fusegawa Yorito alone wore a somewhat serious expression and glared at me.
Perhaps he couldn’t accept my demeanor, which was completely different from the original. But if I stayed quiet, the discussion should proceed smoothly, and I thought it would actually be advantageous.
As I pondered this, Hanazaki Yuna raised her hand, so I quickly shifted my gaze toward her.
“Um, how about a sweets café? I just talked to you, Yorito-kun, and I thought it sounded really interesting!”
Hanazaki Yuna began to explain the idea she had discussed with Fusegawa Yorito.
She mentioned wanting to ensure it wouldn’t overlap with the maid café that the neighboring class was doing, and that girls absolutely love sweet and cute things, so it would definitely be a hit—typical of Hanazaki Yuna’s adorable opinions.
She also passionately argued that sweets cafés were popular at other schools and would likely turn into a profitable project.
Reo, who was listening to her explanation, smiled and nodded.
“I see, a sweets café sounds great. It seems the neighboring class will be spending their budget on costumes for their maid café. We can focus on sweets to attract customers.”
The other classmates appeared to agree with Hanazaki Yuna’s proposal, and the discussion moved forward toward promoting a sweets café for the cultural festival. As expected, several ideas were put forth, but it didn’t take long for the conversation to solidify.
It was decided that we would come up with several menu options to offer at the café, and everyone began sharing their ideas.
Suggestions for classic sweets like pancakes and chocolate bananas were made, and someone mentioned that since it was still warm, maybe shaved ice would be a good idea too. Discussions included whether we would make the sweets ourselves or source them from somewhere.
In the midst of this discussion, I raised my hand.
This was the moment in the original story when Shindo Ryusuke would interject unnecessarily.
Perhaps thinking I would complain about something, Fusegawa Yorito shot me a sharp glare.
“What is it, Shindo Ryusuke? Do you have a complaint?”
“No, that’s not it. Actually, I’m good at making sweets. I used to work part-time at a popular sweets café for a while. They had visually appealing sweets that were very popular with women. I still remember the recipes well, and I thought I could be of help if we’re opening a sweets café in our class.”
This may have been an unexpected proposal for Fusegawa Yorito. His stern expression shifted to one of surprise as he pondered for a moment.
“Shindo Ryusuke is good at making sweets? What kind of joke is that?”
“I’m serious. Since we’re all working hard together, I want to leverage my experience and knowledge and do my best alongside my classmates. I really mean it. Please believe me.”
Fusegawa Yorito continued to glare at me in silence, while my classmates watched the unfolding situation with a sense of unease.
An awkward atmosphere hung in the classroom, but amidst it, Reo stood up and spoke calmly.
“If Ryusuke is willing to help with making sweets, I’m all for it. I can vouch for Ryusuke’s cooking skills. The sweets will definitely be visually stunning and absolutely delicious.”
“Hey, hey, Reo. I mean, that’s Shindo Ryusuke we’re talking about, right…? The infamous delinquent who likes making sweets? That’s just too out of character. Plus, it’s strange for him to offer his cooperation…”
“That’s something I can’t let slide, Yorito. Sure, he might have been a delinquent in the past. But the Ryusuke now is not the kind of guy who would hurt someone. Rather, he’s someone reliable who would help and protect others.”
“However…”
The protagonist of this story, Fusegawa Yorito, instinctively recognizes me as evil. He might be thinking that I’m just pretending to cooperate while plotting something nefarious.
The hostility in Fusegawa Yorito’s eyes towards me hasn’t faded, and Reo is also troubled, forcing a wry smile.
If possible, I want him to nod in agreement with my proposal, but raising my voice any further seems likely to complicate matters.
If I interfere too much, the rift between me and Fusegawa Yorito will only deepen, just like in the original story.
I don’t want to disrupt the two events that Fusegawa Yorito and the heroine are organizing. If the atmosphere turns hostile here, it will affect preparations later on. I also want to avoid the class falling out of sync and the cultural festival ending in failure because of my cooperation.
So, I thought it best to step back quietly and let things settle—however…
“—Having someone skilled at making sweets help us is reassuring, isn’t it? Yorito, I understand your anxious feelings, but we should accept Shindo-kun’s proposal without reservation. I truly believe it would be for the best.”
A clear voice resonated through the classroom.
As everyone’s attention turned, it was Himenonatsuki who spoke up.
She is one of the heroines from ‘Fusekoi’, a diligent girl who supports the protagonist from the position of a childhood friend.
Yet, now she is siding with me, not Fusegawa Yorito, and raising her voice in agreement with my proposal. The fact alone left not just Fusegawa Yorito but me as well in shock.
This was an action unimaginable from the original content, and I found myself staring at Himenonatsuki with a look of surprise.
Noticing my gaze, Himenonatsuki turned her face away to the window, resting her chin on her hand with an irritated expression.
“Anyway. To ensure our cultural festival is a success, now is not the time for conflict. Let’s unite and make the sweets café a success. Any objections?”
“W-Well… I guess Natsuki has a point…”
Fusegawa Yorito, looking sulky, reluctantly nodded, unable to voice any opposition to Himenonatsuki’s displeasure.
Hanazaki Yuna watched the exchange anxiously, while Reo seemed satisfied that my proposal had passed.
Fusegawa Yorito frowned but turned back to his classmates to wrap things up.
“W-Well then, let’s work hard on the sweets café. Shindo Ryusuke will be the organizer for the menu… As for the other roles, we’ll discuss them at another opportunity. So, let’s call it a day for now…!”
And thus, the first discussion towards the cultural festival came to an end.
The antagonist, me, and the protagonist, Fusegawa Yorito, clashed, yet ultimately, the two events would be a sweets café.
It was a scene I had seen in the original story. While the details of our conversation differed, it seems that the protagonist and the antagonist, like oil and water, are destined to clash.
And within the earlier discussion, there was a development that would have been absolutely impossible in the original.
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The heroine, Himenonatsuki, showed a cooperative attitude towards me, the antagonist, rather than Fusegawa Yorito, the protagonist.
What on earth is happening?
Glancing sideways at Himenonatsuki, who was sulking while staring out the window, I pondered what was going on.