CH 26

Chapter 26: I Suck.

Humans are greedy creatures. If you get one thing, you soon want another. I thought I’d be satisfied but, I simply am not. I’m afflicted by the curse of greed, just like all of humankind.

In other words- – -I want to see Sara wear her scrunchie.

Because if you think about it. Aside from my school where rules are relatively loose, Sara cannot wear her scrunchie she just bought to Tsubakigaoka. Not just dyeing hair is forbidden but “gaudy ornaments are banned.” It’s vague to say it’s a gaudy ornament, but basically brightly colored ones seem to be forbidden. They only allow black, navy blue, light brown hair bands, etc. Hearing that, I was glad that I chose Yuri no miya.

Although with my past academic ability, I wouldn’t have had the results to get into Tsubakigaoka.

So that is the reason I cannot see her wearing it on the weekdays. Perhaps I could see it at her house or on holidays. I’m greedy, if possible I would want to see it now while she is already in fashionable clothes. It’s only natural for a fan like me to want to see it.

To put it bluntly, I want her to wear what I gave her! I want to see it now! That is just the truth.

“Hey, why don’t you try it on now?”

I handed over the scrunchie that had already been cutely wrapped. She seemed surprised, saying “Eh, Now?”.

“I want to see it soon, so why don’t we try them on together?”

“Yeah, let’s put it on!”

Simple. . .No, she is just straightforward and cute. I said it like that, because I thought Sara would do it after saying she wanted to match with a friend. Plus I want to honestly match with her.

I triumphantly moved her along with me to the changing room attached to the mall’s restroom. About 10 minutes later, we were now in front of a mirror. It was there, I had no idea what to do with her hair.

“Hair styles, I can do it if I just look it up. . !”

Searching for Scrunchie, and hairstyle. The first is. “Everyone can do it! Easy hairstyles!” Surely I can understand it if I watch it in video form. . .It’s still impossible.

Somebody! Bring a stylist here now!

“Shiori-san, it’s fine. It’s cute if we just put it together to the side, right?”

“Yeah. Sara is already absolutely cute.”

“T-Thank you. But I didn’t mean like that. . .”

I have a comb, a hairband and hairpins. Only my hand skills were missing!

Yeah. I’m going to be frank. I am a hardcore clumsy person. This has been constant in this life and my last.

My motor skills aren’t bad, I’m good at running and throwing. Of course I’m not good enough at sports that require aim. I could draw a picture, but if it’s engraving, my fingers will be covered with bandages.

I thought it’d be okay because hair arrangement would be easy, but that wall seems too high because of my clumsiness.

“Sorry, Sara. I’m too clumsy. . .”

“N-Noo! Don’t worry, I can’t do it either! ! Oh I want to try your hair, switch switch!”

“Okay. . .”

After we exchanged spots, Sara with no challenge began to arrange my hair. After combing my unraveled hair, she split the sides up, and down, just as it was explained on the website we were looking at. Carefully knot the band, twist it behind, and it would temporarily hold it. Doing the same for the other side, and putting them together at the end. . .Huh?

“It’s over already? You are amazing!”

I thought it would be hard, but I was just a clumsy person. That “easy” on the website wasn’t a lie at all. It’s just that, “Everybody” was an overstatement.

By the way, the reason I can cook despite me being clumsy is simply practice. After years of self-catering, anyone can get used to it.

“I’ve done something like this before. Shiori-san is so cute! It’s somehow fresh!”

“Thank you, I feel fresh!”

“Ehehehe, let’s take a photo at the picture booth later!”

My favorite! In a photo booth with me?!!

Is it okay for me to have such a nice blessing? I’m too happy, it’s at a level that I’ve already used up all my good karma from my last life.

“If I’m honest. I feel a bit relieved to find out Shiori-san couldn’t do something.”

Sara said that as she started to arrange her own hair.

“There are many things I’m not good at.”

“Eh- for example?”

“First of all, I’m not good at sports. Also I’m really bad at games. I’m so bad it made my friend say she never wanted to play with me again.”

This of course is a story from this life.

When I was in elementary school, I bought a game console for my friends and I to play. I would die over and over again when we played co-op. I ended up being an anchor. Even in VS mode I was so bad, it became boring for them. It was only rhythm games that I even managed.

“Eh, that’s shocking! I thought you’d be the type to hit high scores on your first try!”

“I wish, but unfortunately I suck. Actually there are many more things I’m not good at.”

“Is that so? So even Shiori-san is human.”

“Wait, what do you mean?”

She poked the back of her head, ending with a“Kya- wait! I need to focus!” She gripped part of her hair and dexterously twisted it.

I looked closely as her hair arrangement was nearing the end. Perhaps she is getting used to it, because the movements of her hands were much smoother than before. The skill gap between us was immense.

A few minutes later, she went towards the mirror, and with an excited voice said, “Here we are!”

She was the incarnation of cuteness with both sides woven to the sides just like mine. Of course the scrunchie added color to her hair. Her usual smooth straight hair was the best, but this style is also irresistible. After all, my favorite is the cutest no matter the look.

“With matching scrunchies and matching hairstyles.”

Sara said with a bouncy voice while her hair hopped along.

I wonder why each move she does is super adorable. For a while now, the only words in my head was “cute” . However, what should we do?

The other Onee-sans in the changing room are looking at us, and I’m sure they can’t take their eyes off of Sara’s cuteness.

Thanks to her, my hair looks good. While talking about going to the downstairs arcade, we both confidently left the changing room.

Today has been a really good day. It was supposed to be a day for Sara, but I’m completely satisfied.

With a happy mood, We walked around the amusement floor, unfortunately that bliss would not last.

“Sugimura-senpai!”

An energetic voice shot through me.

It was a voice I wouldn’t forget. The person came closer. A person I didn’t want to meet. Especially now.

It was Aoi.

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The end is Nigh! Aoi has arrived!

Sorry for the delay. But I ended up being busy. I’ll try not to take so long for the next one, Especially seeing as Aoi is now in the picture, but no promises.