“Hakamada-kun is not good at people like that.”"Well, I don't want to get involved with it as much as possible... it's troublesome..."“But to me, Hakamada-kun also looks like a bad yankee."No no no no no!!"　I do bleach and have ear piercings though!"It's just the way it looks! Even if I say so myself, I'm still quite the chicken!"　I don't even have the guts to get my nose pierced!"Yeah, I felt like I was going to yancha when I was in high school."“He was a pretty healthy high school baseball player, he had black hair and glasses…..but when he retired, he changed to contacts and dyed his hair.”"Oh, what a great makeover"　By the way, the reason for the makeover was because I didn't like the black hair and glasses because people around me would give me nicknames such as "Serious-kun" or "Garden-kun" that I don't remember.　Even if I changed my appearance, my inside didn't change at all.　I can't help but like those guys who

"You guys aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"　An unfamiliar thick voice rushed in from the side.　It wasn't just me, maybe the man who was holding the chest was surprised by that, he got startled for a moment and stopped moving.　what…….　I stretched out my neck from the man's shadow and looked.“If you don’t let go of your hand, you know what will happen, huh?!?”　At the entrance of the store, Mr. Aoyama was yelling with a terrible sword.　I mean, Aoyama-san….　The tone, no, the quality of the voice, but it's very manly, or rather, it's powerful, it's full of spirit, and it's like a beast, and it glares up at the motorcycle gangs and threatens them. To be honest, even I get goosebumps when Aoyama-san does that.　Who is this person?　Aoyama-san's tra

　I wondered if it was time to throw away the trash, but I glanced at the clock and thought, but they were still sitting outside and there was no sign of leaving.　I don't want to be the second dance two days ago, but... it can't be helped. I have nothing else to do....　When I made a big decision and tried to leave the counter, Mr. Hirai left first.“Hey, Mr. Hirai!”"I'll be there today, Hakamada-kun, wait for me.""No, no, no, I usually go here! Mr. Hirai.""Okay, it's fine."“Those guys are drunk and will definitely get involved.　If something happens when I turn around..."What?""No... see."　If they gather together, Hirai-san's slender arms are likely to break.　As a man here...“Then Hakamada-kun will help you in style then.”"No...!"　Mr. Hirai! Please understand!

The night after that.　I put rubber gloves, a shovel, newspaper, and a small cat can I found at the supermarket in the luggage compartment on the rear wheel of my bike, and then I flattened and cut some cardboard I had at home and tied it with a string. I got on.　All of them were prepared to mourn for cats.　As expected, I can't touch it with my bare hands, so I guess I'll have to wear gloves and carry it in a cardboard box.　Thinking about burying my cat, I left home early.　What happened to that cat?　Yesterday it rained all day, and today it was sunny as hell.　From that point of view, the corpses of cats that have absorbed the rainwater and have been scorched by the sun must have become a tragic event again.　I shudder at the thought. Let's return it to the earth as soon as possible.　At the exit of the tunnel, slow down and park your bike

　A few seconds after she closed her eyes.　When the eyelids open again The girl who called herself Ayame disappeared.　The expression becomes soft as usual.　At this moment, Mr. Hirai returned to the original Mr. Hirai ."Oh! I feel like I slept well, huh? Hakamada-kun?"“Hey, hey… Mr. Hirai!?”　Mr. Hirai, who opens his eyes wide and stretches his arms straight up and yawns, is definitely Mr. Hirai. His tone and voice were all that of Mr. Hirai. His Japanese was strange, but he was the real Mr. Hirai himself.　Surprised and relieved that I was back to normal, she smiled at me, who was standing still and wagging my mouth."what happened?"　No, no matter what I do..."S-S-S-S-S-S-S-Sorry!!"　Tighten your neck with all your strength, even if you are possessed.　If that person hadn't appeared, Mr. Hirai would have died.　Every time I see my handprint on my neck, my chest hurts."Okay, it will disappear soon, so don't worry about it. Haha, we both got involved in trouble.""I'm really sorry