Vtuber Chapter 16

Vtuber chapter 16 

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16. What is Love?

[Kitou's POV]

The next day, after the weird stuff happened at Onso’s house.

Kitou came to school and walked alone in the corridor toward the classroom.

Kitou’s expression is a little dark.

“Why did I do that...”

Kitou isn’t saying that to anyone but mutters alone.

The word contained regret, but it was even more questionable.

“Such a thing” means, in other words, what she does to Kazuto on the previous day.

It doesn’t matter if Kazuto likes Kuon better than Inori.

So there is no reason to get angry.

Nevertheless, Kitou wonders why she became so emotional.

She thought about this last night, but it’s a mystery that she couldn’t solve after all.

“… and it’s not like what I usually do.”

And this time she says in a little regrettable voice.

Maybe it’s because she felt immature. After all, she lost sight of her calm self, or because she showed him her lame self.

But at least, the “That’s not like me.” Kitou’s assessment itself was correct and objective.

Kazuto was frightened because she felt that he doesn’t like Kitou, and she thought about Onso-san next to him in the same way.

If Michiyuki had other classmates there, no one would have thought the same thing without exception.

Kitou wonders why she did something she wouldn’t normally do, only yesterday.

Well, there are many things she doesn’t understand. But she knows that the most important thing is one thing.

“–First of all, I have to apologize.”

After all, that is the start.

As a friend/person, it is natural to apologize for any inconvenience.

With that in mind, Kitou opened the classroom door as usual.

The scene there was as she had imagined.

Every day, Michiyuki turns to the back and meets Kazuto, and Kazuto and Michiyuki make fun of each other.

Nothing changes, it’s not strange, the first page of the morning as usual.

Since Kitou seats are in the back of the two, it was customary to greet them as they walked by.

It may be “Good morning” or “What’s wrong?”. And the words are different depending on the day, but she always says something.

It’s rare to go through silently.

Nevertheless.

“—………….?”

She couldn’t talk to him well.

Even the words of greeting did not come out.

The moment she saw Kazuto’s face, she hesitated.

–Why?

Kitou wonders again.

What is this feeling that the voice gets stuck in the throat?

She wondered what was this frustration that she couldn’t talk to even though she was talking about it.

For some reason, she feels a fever in my face and the classroom feels a little hot.

“…………?”

It’s spring now.

It is a time unrelated to the heat.

Kitou tilted her head and thought that she might be feeling uncomfortable. But she didn’t understand.

It’s not painful.

Her face feels hot.

she think that she didn’t have a cold, so she decided to take a seat for the time being.

Kitou feels a little guilty about her actions as she ignores Kazuto and Michiyuki, but she wonders if there are days like that.

Kitou walked toward her seat, being careful not to make eye contact with Kazuto.

In Kitou’s mind, she couldn’t afford to question the part of why she tried not to make eye contact with Kazuto.

Kitou steadily makes footsteps and proceeds to pass by the two of them.

“Oh, Kitou-san. Good morning.”

“Hahahi !?”

On the way, Kazuto called her. And she made a strange voice.

――Yes, my voice now! ??

If you express it like a maiden, you can say that Kitou is not a maiden, but anyway, it was a girl’s voice that Kitou would never give out in her normal self.

Kitou cannot hide it due to her unusual anomaly.

“… Kitou-san?”

However, Kitou hurriedly corrects her posture and replies to Kazuto’s voice again.

“Ah, no, no … good morning, Hoshino-san …. Sasaki-san too.”

Kitou makes something feels uneasy about the excess, surplus, and degree as if it didn’t seem strange.

She doesn’t think that she is a weird girl. But she’ll run through unconventional thoughts, unpleasant sweat running down her back, and her focus swaying.

But when she noticed, they were back in the conversation as before, and Kitou exhaled a relief sigh.

At the same time, she's sure it’s because of my feelings that I felt lonely at the end of the conversation.

When Kitou sat down at her seat, she laid her bag on the floor and lay down to hide her face.

Kitou's breath is rough, and she is moving her to calm down.

“What is this...”

And she was desperately holding down my screaming chest for no apparent reason.

☆ 彡 ☆ 彡 ☆ 彡 ☆ 彡

By the way, it was four days later that Kitou realized, “Maybe it’s love…?”

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