Misa Nanase is a normal senior high school student except for the fact that she is a self-proclaimed ultimate-mega-ultra omnipotent fujoshi queen of the intergalactic multiverse. One fateful day, she saves an old lady from getting hit by a car. The...
I'm so sorry for the hiatus. I've been diligently working on the Volume 1 manga adaption of this story and writing the manuscript for the second volume. As you can tell, I've been super busy. I've written this part long ago and have forgotten about it. I finally have some time to spare and edit, so now I am posting it.
PLEASE let me know your thoughts by leaving comments! It really motivates me to write! Thank you so much for your support!
-Seru
Here is Joberu's B-day gift to me:
I look sexy here lmao!
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Today finally came.
No pun intended. I swear to God.
I really want to sort this thing out with Kenji and Kazuo. I still haven't mustered the courage to break it to Kenji. He's been very aggressive as of late, while I've been the same to Kazuo.
This is not right.
This is not fair.
I don't know what to think or do anymore.
My heart and mind are torn between these two people.
I do have feelings for Kenji.
But how can I have feelings for Kazuo as well?
It's different for both.
A part of me is tied to Kenji while the other half clings on to Kazuo.
As much as I want to understand, I just can't.
I'm just going with the flow like a spineless bastard.
Right now, I'm rowing into dangerous waters.
I just know it.
I have two cakes right in front of me, and I want to eat them both.
Mom: Make sure you don't forget anything! Did you bring extra underwear? Sunscreen?
Misaki: Yes mom, I did.
Mom: Okay, I'm just making sure. I know how you can easily forget. Double check your bag to make sure, 'kay?
Misaki: Yes, mom.
Is everyone's mom this overbearing?
Sheesh, give me a break.
Mom: Kenji seems to be a responsible guy. I'm pretty sure he'll take care of you. I at least can relax a bit.
Misaki: Mom, I can take care of myself just fine.
Mom: Can't blame me. You're pretty helpless without any help.
Misaki: Psh.
Right in the middle of our bickering, someone knocks on our front door.
