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01-15-Men are probably made that way.

I was walking around with a super beautiful woman, and I was getting more attention than ever before.

“Why would such a beautiful woman be with such a dull guy. ……”

“Oh, hey, we’re going into a lowbrow alley. ……”

“Miss, if you don’t mind, would you like to join my party?　　I’m Wilhelm, a 37th level holy warrior…”

What the fuck, the fucking puke bitch said, “Reina, if you talk to someone like that, you’ll lose your rank.” These words were now sinking into my mind.

To be honest, I don’t really care if her rank goes down because Lydia brought it up, and I’m aware of the difference in rank, so I’m not going to suffer any emotional damage now.

It’s just.

“Oh…….”

“Oh, hey, …….”

Whenever a man approached her, she would grab me by the body. And she was pretty firm. Unlike before, it hurt quite a lot.

By the time I managed to reach the inn, I was exhausted.

I can understand why men are so obsessed with cabaret clubs and the like. Even if you know that the other person doesn’t have the slightest interest in you, you still get hot when a beautiful woman touches you.

I guess that’s how men are made.

“Ah, welcome back … I mean … Beppin-san (beauty) …. What’s wrong with you?”

Here we are. As soon as I entered the inn’s entrance, I was fed up with the proprietress’ words, which were not even slightly different from my expectations.

“Toru didn’t do anything wrong. I was the one who pushed him.”

Lydia intervened between me and the proprietress and said something defensively. The proprietress was a little stunned and then smiled wickedly.

“Hahaha, I’m just kidding. Hahaha, sorry, I shouldn’t say this kind of thing too much, even in jest. Reflection.”

I stuck my tongue out, bowed lightly to the proprietress who put her fist on my head, and we walked up the stairs together.

“Lydia, I’ll talk to her in advance, so I hope you can wait a while.”

“All right.”

I say at the front of the room and knock before entering.

“Fun Hmm ♪ Hmm … Hmm?”

Ashima was once again humming a tune in front of the monolith as she checked her status. By the way, I’m not a fan of trends, so I don’t know what song it is.

“Welcome back?”

“Oh. Why is that a question?”

“No, because …… . Fujima-kun smells good, and you have a funny face.”

“Oh, really?”

I’m not sure if she can smell it on me, but that beautiful woman, what is she wearing, Christian Dior?

“Well, it’s true that there is a reason …. Ah, I don’t really understand either…”

I’ve got Ms Lydia waiting just outside the door, so I’ll explain quickly.

“I see, so you want me to stay out for a while so you can bring in a woman ……”

“Wow …… amazingly uncommunicative. What are you, a shut-off sheet?　　Or are you like the thirtieth person in a message game?　　It’s not me, she’d rather be talking to you.”

“I’m sorry to say this, but I’d rather you didn’t use my bed and workbench. ……”

“Hey, are you listening?　　Your bed, your workbench, what kind of beast am I in your mind?　Like I said she’s a business partner.”

“Don’t say that, isn’t it a badger game?”　I will find out for you.” {TN: A badger game is sort of like a trap to take advantage of someone by creating a weakness}

“Oh, hey.”

I wondered how she could be so strong here when she was so frightened at school.

Ashima walked briskly to the entrance, turned the knob vigorously, and opened the door.

Bang!.

“Wow!”

Bam!.

“What the hell are you doing slamming the door after seeing her face like that?”

“Wow!, such a beautiful person, absolutely no!”　Fujima_kun, what are you dreaming about?!?　Please look at the reality!　No matter how hard the reality is, if you get too stuck in two dimensions, you will become a useless adult!”

“You take a good look, don’t look away. I’m not even sure what I’m being lectured about.”

Ashima was confused. And the place became rather chaotic.

Knock, knock.

A subdued knocking sound.

“Look, she wants to talk to you.”

“Feeeh …”

“I told you not to be an Azatoi.”

“You’re saying that calmly now?　　And with a rather serious face!”

Ashima cries and walks to the door with fearful feet.

“Oh, oh, say the secret word!”

“I don’t know …….”

“Hey, look!　　I don’t know her! Fujima kun, you don’t know her!　　It’s a badger game after all!”

“I have witnessed a great unreasonableness.”

I couldn’t help it, so I opened the door and invited in the beauty that didn’t belong in a cheap hotel.

“Gyaaaaaaaaaaaah!!”

Ashima has a great reaction, I’m starting to enjoy it.

──

“excuse me for disturbing you”

What the hell is this? Just as she walked in, the atmosphere of the room changed. I don’t know how but the cheap bed, the work table, the dull walls and the ragged lanterns now  look like old-fashioned antiques.

“Oi kora, don’t go to bed, don’t put on the futon, don’t chant sutras.”

At any rate, I pulled the covers off and sat down the rambling Ashima.

“Well, this unassuming potato-like woman is Ashigara Yamashimiko. The one who mixes the herbs.”

“What? You said such bad things in one sentence!?”

“Don’t slander your own name… So this is Lydia Milliolein Shirogane. Well, she’s always the one who buys herbs.”

Wow, I’m doing the most social thing I’ve done in 15 years. I’m scared of my talent, introducing people to other people even though I’m a loner and a dark person.

“Lydia Milliolein Shirogane. Lydia is fine. Toru too.”

Ms. Lydia … Lydia said that and bowed her head with a sullen face.

“Ah, Ashigara- Yama, Shimiko.”

“What’s wrong with you that you talk more than me but can’t even introduce yourself?”

…… Well, I understand.

We shady people can talk properly with the people we know to some extent.

However, I am very weak when I meet someone for the first time or a superior person. I’m too nervous to speak. I’m afraid to make eye contact.

I knew that, and I tried to tell Ashima in advance, but I guess she was …… burned out.

……me?

I’m one of the elite of the shadows.

Like Ashima, I don’t hold out any hope that I might be able to get a …… hanchan. This is the reason I am so proud of myself.

“Ashigara Yamashimiko. Just Yamashimiko.”

“Wait, wait!, Yamashimiko is actually the only one that is too obliquely awful for me. ……!”

Pupup. Yamashimako. Isn’t it okay? Somehow the attributes are normal and ugly. Got it!

“What are you laughing at, fujima-kun??　Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking!　…Speaking of which, Fujima-kun, when we first met here, you called me Ashima, right?　Why did you call me by my nickname, but now you call me by my last name”

“Huh”

Did you hear that!

Her name is Ashigara-yama Shimiko, and she is called “Jimiko (plain girl)” in class, and is treated coldly, though not bullied.

I was sick and tired of the cool kids who gave us bad words and uninspired nicknames, but as a counter to them, I gave her a nickname in my brain: Ashima.

“Well … I haven’t called it since then because some people can hear it badly.”

If you are already familiar with this word, you will understand that it is more of a word for otaku.

I think the MA mobile armor called “Ashima” is cool and cute, but the truth of the matter is that there are people who look down on you as a nerd just because you use that word.

Anyway, less than 1% of high school girls know the word Ashima, and Ashigara-yama was one of the remaining 99% or more.

“Why don’t you call me that? …… It’s the first time I’ve had a nickname that wasn’t plain girl or Kintaro and wasn’t malicious. ……”

But unexpectedly, she was happy to be called Ashima. The background is too sad, though. Kintaro is the name of …….

“Ashima ……, then I’ll call you Ashima too.”

When the abandoned guest, Lydia, murmured, Ashima quivered her body and then quietly looked at Lydia.

“Um, maybe someone who doesn’t bully ……?　A person who’s not bad?”

“I don’t bully. I don’t know if I’m bad, but I don’t think I’m doing bad things.”

“Isn’t this a badger game?　Are you trying to trick Fujima kun?”

“I don’t know what conspiracy you’re expecting. But I’m not going to deceive Tohru, and I’m not going to lie to Ashima.”

When someone suddenly calls out to you, suddenly barges in on you, and it’s an extremely beautiful woman, you can over-limit your suspicions.

But still, the suspiciousness is countered by the lukewarm expression on her face that doesn’t match her overly tidy look, and her endlessly clear ice blue eyes.

The natural gaps in perfection gently melt away the twisted doubts and fears of our twisted personalities.

“Um, only for a little while, but can I touch your hair?”

What the hell is she talking about?

“Sure. I can stroke Ashima’s head too.”

“Huh? your beautiful hand would get dirty……!”

After scrubbing her hands with a towel, Ashima took a deep breath and stroked Lydia’s hair.

“Fluffy …… fluffy ……!　　It’s so …… smooth!　　It’s out of this world. ……!”

“Ashima’s all fuzzy.”

What the hell is this?

It’s a yuri development that starts suddenly.

I mean, there’s too much disparity between them.

“Smooth.”

“Fluffy.”

…… Well, it looks like they’ve come to terms with each other, so I guess it’s okay.

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