My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong, As Expected

Yukinoshita picked up the second book and looked puzzled. "Is this one by Utako Kasumi, too?"

The third, the fourth...

After Yukinoshita had skimmed the openings of several light novels, she wondered, "Is Teacher Kasumi trying to make a bunch of alt accounts?"

Quiet down. Utako Kasumi didn't want to make any more.

A new week began. Monday meant another fresh start of studying and striving.

But even after the weekend had passed, even after Yumiko Miura had forced herself not to think about it, she still felt as if the whole world were spinning.

They're obviously in love with each other.

The blonde foreign beauty's voice still rang so clearly in her ears, even now.

In love with each other...

In love...

Love...

Miura instantly buried her face in her desk. She didn't dare look at Yukinoshita sitting beside her, and could only feel her cheeks burning.

Young girls blushed and their hearts raced at even the slightest improper daydream about boys their age. And Miura had gone straight to being in love with another girl.

She was terribly embarrassed, and a little scared, too. But when she thought about it carefully, if it was Yukinoshita, then all the unfamiliar, inexplicable feelings she'd been experiencing lately suddenly made perfect sense.

Why her heart raced and her face flushed whenever she saw Yukinoshita. Why seeing the pale, delicate neck that her hair usually hid made her have improper thoughts. Why she always wanted to keep tabs on every little thing Yukinoshita did.

Why Yukinoshita's sadness made her sad, and her happiness made her happy.

It was because her solemn friendship with Yukinoshita had changed into something else long ago!

They were in love with each other.

So embarrassing...

So scary...

But if it was Yukinoshita, then she was so, so happy.

What would her friends think? Would they be unable to accept it?

What would her mom and dad say? Would they try to tear them apart?

If she and Yukinoshita went out holding hands, would nasty people laugh at them?

And, um... what if Yukinoshita wanted a baby someday?

Still, science was so advanced these days. Maybe they could have a baby after all!

Miura's mind raced. In that instant, she'd even thought of a name for the baby she and Yukinoshita might have one day, and what material their matching urns would be made of.

And since Yukinoshita had liked her for so long, she must have been even more scared than Miura all this time, right?

Thinking this, Miura worked up her courage and gave Yukinoshita, who was sitting beside her, an encouraging smile.

Don't be afraid. I'm here.

Yukinoshita: ?

A question mark appeared on Yukinoshita's face.

Was this girl still half asleep?

Miura had so many thoughts swirling around that it wasn't until after the first class that a pink envelope slipped out of her desk. A string of tiny pink hearts was drawn on the front.

As soon as it fell out, many people in the class looked over, cheering excitedly at the chance to watch some drama.

Back in school, even the smallest little thing that happened to someone in class could spread around the whole school in no time. And Miura Yumiko was no ordinary student—she was at the very peak of the school's Social Butterflies, a star among stars.

"Whoa, Yumiko got a love letter!"

"Who's got the guts?"

"Who wrote it, Yumiko?"

"What does it say? I'm dying to know!"

Yumiko was pretty, got good grades, excelled at sports, and came from a nice family. Plenty of boys at Sobu High School had crushes on her, and she'd always been incredibly popular.

But she'd been linked to Hayama in all sorts of rumors before, and none of those boys thought they stood a chance against him. So no one had dared confess to her.

Back then, Miura had been more interested in the school's disciplinary committee activities than in romance.

Come to think of it, it wasn't just everyone else who'd assumed something was going on. Miura herself used to think she liked Hayama.

Ono swiftly snatched the letter from Miura and let out a strange, "Ohohoho!" "Looks like it's from a cute first-year boy. Akiichi Ishida..."

Yui was so curious that she leaned over Ono's shoulder. She'd barely read the first line when she covered her mouth and burst out laughing.

—So cheesy, hahahaha.

The class got even more excited.

"Akiichi Ishida? I've heard of him. He's a handsome puppy!"

"He's got lots of girls in his year who like him."

"Not just girls in his year. Lots of older girls, too..."

"Are you even a little bit tempted, Yumiko? Hehe."

Miura wasn't interested in other people liking her at all!

She was just about to clear things up, when another thought occurred to her, and she immediately started feeling pleased with herself again.

Yukinoshita liked her so much. She'd had a crush on her for so long. Now that someone else had given Miura a love letter, Yukinoshita had to be so jealous she was about to explode, right?

A jealous, angry Yukinoshita must be really hard to soothe, right?

What could she do? Her Yukinoshita just liked her so much and always wanted to stick close to her.

This was going to be such a headache. Hehe.

As the whole class buzzed with excitement, Miura hurriedly looked at Yukinoshita. But she was calmly reading a test paper, as though all the commotion in the room had nothing to do with her.

When Yukinoshita noticed Miura looking at her in confusion, she seemed puzzled.

After thinking seriously for a moment, she asked, "...Is there something on my face?"

Miura angrily put her head back down on her desk, not even bothering to listen to Kaho, Junko, and Yui tease her.

Yukinoshita had clearly seen someone give her a love letter, and she wasn't even jealous!

Couldn't she show a little concern?

After all, Miura was incredibly hard to win over!

Yukinoshita: "..."

Was this girl still half asleep?

As soon as the first class ended, Yui happily came over to Yukinoshita's desk and handed her the test paper.

"I passed my math retake!"

Yukinoshita took the test and looked it over. It hurt her eyes.

In Japan, the symbol for an incorrect answer looked a lot like a check mark, while a circle meant the answer was correct.

But there were an awful lot of check marks on Yui's test. Yukinoshita felt that even if she lost half her brain, she still couldn't have scored that badly.

Of course, studying required encouragement.

She nodded slightly. "For a one-week crash course, getting a score like this is quite impressive."

Yui had just started cheering happily when Yukinoshita added, "I'll keep making practice questions for you every week. You'll have to hand in your completed work every weekend."

Yui instantly fell into despair.

Yukinoshita continued looking over her math test. "You can cram for some subjects and still get results, but math isn't one of them. You have to keep doing problems."

"Come here. Didn't I explain this question type to you before? How did you get it wrong again?"

Miura, who was lying on her desk, looked at the two of them in confusion.

Since when had Yukinoshita and Yui gotten so close?

Suddenly, a lightbulb went off in her head.

I get it!

Yukinoshita was jealous!

She was getting close to Yui to make me jealous!

She really does like me so much! (*?︶?*)

Miura had never been in a relationship before, and she had no idea how to date a girl.

Of course, she was absolutely certain that Yukinoshita had a crush on her!

Heh. Even though Yukinoshita was doing her best to act as if nothing was going on, Miura had already seen through everything.

Your jealousy is so obvious!

After the brief lesson, Yui soon returned to her seat, while Yukinoshita still looked rather listless.

Although Yukinoshita had a foreign-language classic open in her hands, she hadn't turned a page in a long time. Her eyes, usually so clear and bright, were now fixed on some point in the air, unfocused.

They'd been desk neighbors for two months, so Miura could proudly say she knew Yukinoshita fairly well.

Yukinoshita only pulled a foreign novel from her bag and flipped through a few pages when she was trying to calm herself down.

Her ability to control her emotions was practically inhuman. Usually, she settled down after just a few minutes.

But now, with class about to start, she still seemed distracted.

—So I really matter this much to Yukinoshita.

I've actually got her this distracted. Hehe.

Yukinoshita, who seemed not to care about anything, cared about Miura this much!

Miura was half pleased with herself and half quietly worried for her.

Yukinoshita was so jealous. She'd gotten upset just from seeing someone give Miura a love letter. What was she going to do in the future?

Back in elementary school, Miura had been so popular that every Valentine's Day, she received a whole box of chocolates.

After she entered high school and joined the disciplinary committee, her reputation grew more and more imposing, so that sort of thing happened much less often. Still, someone would occasionally sneak her a love letter.

She wanted to clear things up with Yukinoshita as soon as class ended. She'd tell her she wasn't interested in that Ishida boy at all, and would never fall for someone like him.

As for the kind of person she did like...

Ahem. Yukinoshita would have to ask her that herself.

The bell rang, and Yukinoshita, who'd been lost in thought, finally came back to herself and put away her foreign-language novel.

Her mood was indeed a little gloomy, but it had nothing to do with the blonde queen, who was so fond of making things up in her head.

After going home the previous weekend, she'd carefully reviewed the post about herself on the Soubu High School Campus Forum. As she read through it, she noticed a problem.

There really were quite a lot of people who seemed suited to being the boss...

The post described in detail how, ever since Blonde Yukino first entered Soubu High School, she'd started a vast operation of luring people in, along with the many victims who'd fallen into her enormous fishing grounds.

There were both men and women among her victims. Of course, Blonde Yukino wasn't so shameless that she went after both sexes. The female victims had been cheated on and had their partners stolen, while the male victims had been two-timed and dumped after just one day.

As for Blonde Yukino's success rate at stealing people away through confessions, it wasn't quite one hundred percent—but it was close.

—Blonde Yukino, you're incredible.

And with this woman's terrifying success rate, the people she'd hurt were scattered everywhere from Shikoku to Hokkaido and Tokyo. There were countless of them.

Even the Soubu section of the Yukinoshita gossip forum on the Soubu High School Campus Forum was filled with furious denunciations and curses from victims all over Japan.