All Beautiful Girls Want to Stick with Me

Whew—deep breaths, deep breaths. I need to be more magnanimous. No matter what petty tricks Megumi Kato tries, before someone like me, who possesses an absolute advantage, she’s nothing more than a ridiculous clown attempting to stop a chariot with her bare arms. Once Kotomi falls completely in love with me, Megumi Kato won’t merely lose the chance to hold Kotomi’s hand. Even seeing Kotomi again will probably become impossibly difficult for her.

When that happens, she’ll only be able to stare at Kotomi’s photograph and regret ever provoking an overwhelmingly powerful opponent like me!

After indulging in her fantasies for a while, Aimi Izumi could barely suppress the somewhat arrogant smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

Kotomi Izumi watched Aimi alternate between blushing shyly and struggling to restrain a grin as though she wanted to burst into maniacal laughter. Confusion and concern filled her heart. Had Aimi’s fever genuinely damaged her brain?

”Maybe I should take your temperature again. I can’t shake the feeling that your fever affected your brain a little. In a few days, when Yui and I go to the hospital for our physical examinations, you should come with us and have a neurologist check whether there’s anything wrong with your head.”

As her esteemed older sister, Kotomi Izumi could not help speaking worriedly.

Only then did Aimi realize that while indulging in her fantasies, she had once again failed to control her facial expressions, causing her Onee-chan to worry that something might be wrong with her brain.

Aimi Izumi hurriedly shook her head and explained:

”In my heart, even the most entertaining gal game could never compare to you, Onee-chan! You were away in Kyoto for so many days and finally came home, so I wanted to act spoiled with you a little longer.

”But ever since lunch ended, you’ve been sitting in front of the computer playing with your phone, as though you were chatting with someone. I was curious and wanted to take a look, but I was afraid of disturbing you, so I could only secretly stare at your back for a while.

”So, Onee-chan, there is nothing wrong with my head!”

So Aimi was watching me use my phone the entire time! A bead of cold sweat formed on Kotomi Izumi’s forehead, and lingering fear rose within her heart. If Aimi had been unable to contain her curiosity while observing Kotomi that afternoon and walked over to take a look, she might very well have seen Kotomi’s conversations with Megumi Kato and the others!

The chat histories Kotomi Izumi currently feared Aimi or any of the other girls seeing most were her conversations with Megumi Kato and Yui Yuigahama.

Likewise, Kotomi was also afraid that Megumi Kato might see her conversations with Yui Yuigahama, or that Yui Yuigahama might see her conversations with Megumi Kato.

Because both of them were her girlfriends, Kotomi Izumi often exchanged blush-inducing and provocative messages with Megumi or Yui. Every line seemed saturated with a rosy, flirtatious atmosphere. Sometimes, even a single punctuation mark could inspire all kinds of suggestive imaginings.

If any beautiful girl who shared an ambiguous relationship with her saw those messages, an utterly terrifying romantic confrontation could easily erupt.

When Kotomi remembered that she had been so preoccupied with chatting with Megumi Kato and the others that she had barely noticed Aimi staring at her all afternoon, her hand trembled instinctively. She felt the relief of someone who had narrowly survived a catastrophe. Fortunately, Aimi had obediently remained where she was instead of coming over to look.

After all, even a single glance at Kotomi’s conversations with Megumi Kato and the others that afternoon would have made Aimi explode with rage!

If she saw what Megumi and I were talking about, Aimi would definitely grab a knife and go after Megumi Kato! Kotomi Izumi thought. Her entire back felt drenched in cold sweat.

However, a little scumbag needed acting skills worthy of a veteran actress. Although Kotomi Izumi was panicking inwardly, she worked hard to prevent any of it from showing on her face. She gave an apologetic laugh and explained:

”Ah... So that’s what it was. Sorry, sorry. I was rather busy during the days I spent in Kyoto, so I didn’t check Twitter very often. My readers left me quite a lot of comments and private messages. I thought I should reply to a few more of them, but once I started, I became completely absorbed. Before I knew it, the entire afternoon had passed.”