Actually, if Himemiya Chihaya had to evaluate herself, in some ways, she was perhaps more like a boy than a girl.
Wanting to become special, wanting to do things differently, wanting to ignore everything around her and simply follow her own ideas—wasn't that exactly what adolescent boys were like?
Of course, maybe girls were originally like that too, but he had never been a real girl, so there was no way for him to understand...
That sounded so good. I wonder if Himemiya-senpai uploaded it? Kumiko Oumae thought as her gaze gradually drifted toward the distant lights of the human world.
But this sounds like a breakup song, doesn't it?
Her grades were only average, but she could still understand words like "sad" and "cry," not to mention that the song's pronunciation had been exceptionally clear.
Wait! A breakup!?
She abruptly focused on the direction of the festival, an inexplicable feeling rising in her heart as she remembered that Kato Hazuki had probably invited Tsukamoto Shuichi to stroll around the festival tonight...
No way...
Once something like this, which felt like an omen, happened, it gave her the strange sense that this was some preordained fact.
"..." Forget it. She would know tomorrow.
Even if she knew now, she couldn't exactly run over there right away.
After staying on the mountain with the two girls for a while, he followed them down. There was no point staying up there and feeding mosquitoes.
The two of them seemed to have applied mosquito repellent beforehand. He had not, but it did not matter—spiritual power was omnipotent!
When mosquitoes secretly bit him in his previous life, he would always think nonsensically: If I had fire or lightning powers, I'd definitely launch long-range strikes on every last one of these mosquitoes!
Now, he