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Chapter 27 Nagase and the Otaku
Shibuya, eleven o'clock at night.

[Otaku, are you surprised? www]

[Yeah, I got a message from Nagase-san all of a sudden, and it scared me. How did you know my email address? ]

[Have you forgotten? Otaku-kun, you filled out your information when you registered for the student council election. I secretly saw it from the side wwwww]

[I see. It seems I was negligent.]

【What are you doing? Otaku. 】

[I am following the latest anime series. I just finished watching the last episode and am discussing the plot with my friends.]

[Really? Is it the latest "Bunny girl with tied hair, meets a runaway dog boy when she goes out?"

【Wow, are you watching this too? 】

[Of course, don’t you remember we talked about the plot before? ]

[I forgot. Come to think of it, sorry]

【It’s okay wwwww】

Nagase Kumari was lying on the bed with a lollipop in her mouth. She had already changed out of her school uniform and put on a loose men's shirt.

She swung her long legs with pink nail polish, and her wet long hair fell loosely on her shoulders.

Looking at the emoticons in the reply on the phone, Nagase Kumari smiled lightly and replied while holding the phone.

[Otaku-kun always apologizes]

【sorry】

[Ah, look, you’re apologizing again]

I'm used to it, sorry.

【It doesn't matter】

[Um, Nagase-san, what are you doing? ]

[I'm preparing to draw our flyer. Aren't we going to run for student council president? Of course I have to prepare well for such a fun thing.]

Pulling out the notebook that was pressing against her chest, Nagase Kumari picked up the pen and started turning it over.

The raised feet were also swaying lightly in the air.

She didn't lie, she had indeed drawn a few simple lines on the notebook.

[I'm sorry, I thought you were just talking, Nagase-san.]

[Apologize again? It's only natural that Otaku would think so. After all, I give people the impression of being casual.]

[That's not the case. I don't think Nagase-san actually wants to be as frivolous as she appears to be.]

【…】

After a pause, Nagase Kumari stopped shaking her feet.

She looked at the screen of her phone, the dim light from the screen illuminating the place where she was at the moment.

This is not a cozy home, but a single room that looks quite small.

In this single room, dirty, unwashed clothes and debris can be seen everywhere, and mineral water bottles filled with cigarette butts are placed casually in the corners.

Loud and noisy noises could be heard outside the window, and piles of black garbage bags took up space in the corridor.

The night sky, polluted by the surrounding environment, was filled with a smell of mold and smoke.

Picking up the half-drunk juice from the side, Nagase Kumari changed her posture and held up the phone to reply.

[Let’s not talk about my business anymore. What kind of pattern do you think would be good for our flyers? I originally thought of drawing something in the second dimension, but I’m not sure what kind of work would be suitable. ]

[I see, I think so too. If it is an unfamiliar ACG creation, people may not understand it. If it is a familiar ACG creation, it may be more popular. ] [So should we make a magical girl? Or a dark cadre? ]

[Uh, that's not a good idea. I'll probably be warned by the Discipline Committee. After all, magical girls have relatively weak defenses.]

[Why not use the Demon King Hero? Isn't this a classic? 】

[This doesn’t seem to have much to do with the student union election.]

So what should I use?

[Why not use a two-dimensional character or pattern of the student council? It would be best if it can highlight the difference between us and other voters. ]

[Good idea! Aren’t you very capable, otaku? You can actually come up with such a good idea. ]

[Hehehehe, because I have also watched a lot of plots in the two-dimensional world, and they are just copying what the protagonists in the anime have done, which is nothing. ]

[Even so, I still think it’s amazing. ]

[Really? I actually think Nagase-san is the best...]

Before Nagase Kumari could finish reading the message sent by Miyama Midori, someone pushed her down from behind.

Along with the same smell of cigarette smoke as this small room, the senior's voice rang in her ears.

"What are you doing Nagase, who are you messaging? Show me."

After saying that, Ozawa Nobuhiko came closer, wanting to see who Nagase Kumari was texting with so intently that she didn't even notice his footsteps.

Seeing Nobuhiko Osawa approaching, Nagase Kumari pressed her hands against Nobuhiko Osawa's face.

She smiled and refused in a tone that would not easily cause offence: "Hey, don't read my messages, I'm just discussing something."

After being pushed away by Nagase Kumari, Osawa Nobuhiko hugged her waist and saw the notebook with some lines drawn on it next to her, and he understood.

"Oh, is it the boy I met this afternoon? You don't want to follow him, do you?"

"How could that be? Senior Ozawa, please don't let your imagination run wild."

Nagase Kumari smiled and patted Osawa's hand as he was climbing the wall.

"We are just classmates. If the otaku hears you saying this, he might get scared, right?"

"Senior Ozawa, you just love to let your imagination run wild. Am I not still here?"

"Don't worry about this and that all the time. You should talk about you instead of me. Ozawa-senpai, you came back so early? I thought you would come back later."

Listening to Nagase Kumari's voice, Osawa took off his coat and hugged Nagase Kumari roughly, with his face pressed against Nagase Kumari's back.

As if he could finally relax, Daze said lazily: "We didn't come back so early. We wanted to find more trouble with some office workers."

"But we didn't expect that we would meet a real gangster. His tattoos and muscular body were so scary. They asked us if we wanted to go with them to make a lot of money."

"My peers all wanted to go, and I wanted to go too, but they all dropped out of school or were unemployed, and I was still a senior in high school, so there was nothing I could do."

"They all followed that Yakuza group, so I might as well go home alone. This is a good opportunity for me to see if you're still here. If you're gone, I'll find you and lock you up so you can't go anywhere."

Feeling the hot body temperature coming from behind and Nagasawa-senpai's increasingly strong arms, Nagase Kumari chuckled in comfort.

"Don't think too much, Nagasawa-senpai. I know you are very afraid of loneliness."

"Then you have to accompany me well today."

"Ah, wait a minute, Oze..."

The cell phone that was originally in Nagase Kumari's hand accidentally fell. Before she could pick it up, Osawa behind her held her wrist.

The email address named Shen Shanlv on the mobile phone screen is sending out notifications of new emails.

(End of this chapter)