The Heroine Is In Love With Me

I'm In Trouble

T/N: This is an absurdist comedy Yuri romance. If you don’t
   like your worlds completely and utterly insane but for the one
   straight man, you’ll not like this.
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   It was after school in the classroom.

   My best friend, Mika, and I were talking about the CGs for an
   otome game.

   As she sits from the desk across me, Mika rattles on like a
   machine-gun about how wonderful the game is.

   I smile and nod in agreement.

   To be frank, I wasn’t as interested in the game as Mika was.

   But, it was fun to be alone with her after school, talking
   about our shared interests.

   All that aside, it was very cute to watch Mika talk so
   innocently about her favorite things with her big eyes shining
   like that.

   “Hey, hey, Saki,” Mika called out, suddenly stopping her
   gushing about her love for this game.

   “What’s up?” I asked.

   “I have something to ask you…” Mika said as she looked up at me
   and tilted her head.

   She looks like a little devil or something, it’s so cute. I’d
   be happy to help her out.
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   I have to make sure she doesn’t find out about my ulterior
   motives.

   “I’ll hear you out, for now, friend,” I said.

   I was like that unreadable character that hides her true
   intentions, but Mika didn’t mind and gave me a carefree smile
   as she went, “Eeeh…”

   She was like a goddess or something. I’m so grateful to have
   her in my life.

   “Ms. Saki, are you willing to try cosplaying this character?”

   Once again, while I was holding back my ulterior motives, Mika
   nodded her head and spoke with a tone as ambiguous as mine was
   earlier.

   Mika pointed at the character in a standing pose, what you’d
   call a Villainess.

   Short cut silver hair with her bangs hiding her left eye.

   Narrow and dignified crimson eyes.

   A military uniform that’s based on European countries from
   around WW1. On a related note, her rank is “Marshall”.

   She was an unusual archetype for this sort of character, the
   template called the “Beautiful Woman in Men’s Clothes”.

   I’ve always been interested in cosplay and I want to meet
   Mika’s expectations.

   “Hmm… I’ve got a part-time job this month so it’d be difficult
   to make the costume… it seems like it’d take a lot of work to
   make…” I said.

   “It’s alright, Saki!” Mika said, giving me a carefree smile as
   I wondered what was up.

   I thought she was an angel or something, I’m so glad I–

   “Because I’ve already made the costume!”

   –And my ulterior motives were interrupted by Mika’s words.

   “Umm… aye beg yur pardun?” [67]^1

   As I repeated the English words I learned back in junior high,
   Mika puts on a proud face and puffs up her chest.