Shimotsuki-san likes the mob Chapter 6

The talkative Shiho-chan is very shy

TL/ED: Bogdi

When I wake up in the morning, I make sure that my stepsister, Azusa, is not next to me.

It had become a daily routine for me. It’s been a long time since I felt her warmth, although she used to sneak into my futon when I was sleeping until junior high school.

“…… staying over again today?”

I didn’t see her in the other room beside me, so she was probably staying at Ryuzaki’s house. Come to think of it, are the Shimotsuki family neighbors of the Ryuzaki family? Maybe I passed by them yesterday when I was walking Shimotsuki home?

Well, so what?


I prepare for the morning in silence. I haven’t eaten breakfast lately. It’s a pain in the a*s to prepare it myself.

It’s times like this that I realize how much I appreciate my parents. My parents were out of town on a business trip, but I wanted to see them for the first time in a long time.

Maybe I’m starving for the warmth of someone.

In the past, there were girls who were close to me. My stepsister, Azusa, my childhood friend, Yuuki and my best friend, Kirari, ……, I thought we had a good relationship, but it seems I was wrong.

My life changed completely when the girls found someone they liked.

They’ re at the age where they fall in love. It’s understandable that they would be obsessed with someone, but the fact that he’s the harem protagonist, Ryuzaki Ryoma, is a little troubling.

This is not even jealousy ……, it’s just resentment.

It’s also a grudge, almost like the sad backstabbing of a mob character who can’t even be jealous.

“Huh …… school, let’s go.”

There’s no point in being alone and aimless.

I left the house a little early. I took the bus to the school.

But today was not my lucky day.

Just as I arrived at the school, I came across Ryuzaki flirting with his harem members.

I was on my way from the school gate to the school building.

The girls were flirting without regard to the fact that they were being watched by others.

I wish I didn’t have to be the one to see it.

“Get Ryoma’s right hand!”

“Oh, that’s not fair. Then I’ll take his left hand!”

” Eh~? Where would I get one? Then, your back!”

“Hey, this is heavy! I can’ t walk!”

I felt like my brain was going to melt just by looking ……

I would have loved to have that done to me, but …… that dream never came true. Looking back, the girls were not very outgoing with me. Maybe they were just hanging out with me due to habit, and I didn’t really feel special to them.

I felt like my brain would get messed up if I kept looking at them, so I walked quickly past them.

I got pretty close to them, but they didn’t notice me. …… I was very sad about that.

I guess I’ve become a mob character to them.

I am one of the many others, a part of the background, an existence that doesn’t matter whether I’m there or not.

When I realize this, I feel a sense of emptiness.

Just when I was about to become negative, I thought, “I’m just a piece of trash who can’t make anything out of my life. ……”

I arrived at the classroom and took a seat.

As if she had been waiting for that moment, a girl walked up to me.


The transparent silvery-white hair fluttered. She was so beautiful that I had the illusion that particles were dancing in her path, …… drawing gentle lines.

“Oh, good morning, …… good morning!”

The only thing is that she seems to be acting a bit suspicious.

She was so talkative yesterday, but her mouth doesn’t seem to be working so well today.

“Oh, good morning ……, what’s up?”

I called out to Shimotsuki as she came up to me, leaving behind her lovely footsteps.

(TLN: ( ・◇・)?)

She looks around and puts her face close to my ear.

I get a close-up of her beautiful face and I almost backed away.

I was sitting on a chair so I could only lean back, but Shimotsuki moved closer as if to say that it didn’t matter.

Then she said in a quiet voice.

“It’s not that I’m shy. I’m just too nervous to talk in front of other people. ……. I’m just a little cautious. In my previous life, I must have been an animal that was very territorial.”

Her moist breath brushed against my ear.

(TLN: ( ⚆ _ ⚆ )ԅ(‹o›Д‹o›ԅ)

It tickled me and I couldn’t help but laugh at her remark, because it was funny.

“I see. Shimotsuki is a shy person, huh?”

I see. So that’s why she can’t talk loudly and behaves suspiciously.

Well, she’s never going to admit it. She was shaking her head, as if she really didn’t want to be thought of as shy.

“”No, no, no, it’s different!”

But I couldn’t persuade her, because I couldn’t properly express myself. 

The talkative Shiho-chan seems to be very shy–