
Prologue
Did You Think You Could Live Normally in a World With a 1:5 Gender Ratio? What if Emotionally Intense Girls Were Toyed With by an Oblivious Boy?
Isn’t “I wanna be popular” a desire that every boy has had at least once? Unsurprisingly, I’ve thought about it a fair few times myself. I’ve even had the shameless thought that I’d like girls to be the ones to make a move on me.
But still. Still.
“You have such a cute face, you know. Why don’t you come have some tea with your big sis?”
I can honestly say I’ve never wanted to be hit on by a self-proclaimed “big sister” type with makeup caked on so thick that a sheen of greasy sweat was seeping through her forehead.
“Ah~, umm…”
I agonized over how to respond. Someone used to this sort of thing would probably have a plan. For example, they might just ignore her and keep walking toward their destination, the university. Or maybe they’d shoot her a glare cold enough to freeze away this summer heat. I might have been able to take countermeasures like that, but unfortunately, my lonely hand of cards didn’t contain anything with that kind of high attack power.
“I’m kind of in a hurry… so, I’m sorry.”
All I could do was pick the most harmless words possible and try to slip past her to escape the situation.
“Then just give me your contact info! We can get tea some other time, okay?”
But with a hand as weak as mine, it was only natural that she had a countermeasure of her own. My attempt to slip by her failed, and she easily blocked my path. She already had her smartphone out, fully intending to exchange social media contacts.
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