The Self-Proclaimed “Normal” Guy of The S-Class Academy - Chapter 9

Chapter 9: The “great turnaround” has begun.

　Finally, the day of the event arrived.

　The venue, Shine City, is a large shopping mall.

　On Sunday, it was packed with shoppers. Families were the main crowd, but couples could also be seen. Everyone seemed to be having a good time. Some have friends. Lovers. The spacious building seemed to be filled with such an aura of happiness.

In such a “sunny place,” I, a negative person, am going to do a “bad thing.”

　I’m going to defy the most popular voice actress of the moment.

　Amane, who was waiting for her turn to perform, was assigned a “dressing room” in the restroom by —-the stage. It was a small dirty tool room beside it.

　That pig was a separate room.

A proper room had been prepared for her.

[I don’t want to breathe the same air as such a low-class person.]

[Hey, Jarmanee, can you do something about it?]

So, Amane was kicked out of the room.

“This place is kind of relaxing.”

　Amane said as she changed into her costume and sat down on a pipe chair. She was not trying to be pushy. She really felt at home here. The shady people get about a +30% terrain effect when they’re on the edge or in the corner. That pig can’t even imagine.

“Just do what you’ve practiced and you’ll be fine. Amane-chan, you’ve practiced like crazy.”

　Not only after school, but also in the morning and at lunchtime.

Thanks to her hard work, the “Ama-nyan” dance is now in the realm of the gods and has reached a level of godlike cuteness. It is a few steps up from the movie. I am sure it will knock the audience’s socks off.

Amane-chan stared at me intently.

“Kazu-kun. Why are you doing this much for me?”

“……”

“Hey, why?　Is it because you and Rua have cut ties?”

　After thinking for a while, I said.

“I’ve been in school for two months now and I think. Don’t you think our school is a little suffocating?””

“You mean the preferential treatment for special students?”

“Yes. I know it’s a story in every school, but Teikai is a little too blatant. I don’t think there are many schools where the caste is this tight.”

　Amane nodded modestly.

“If you play an active role, I think you can bring a little wind to such a school. That’s what I think.”

　I took out a new pair of nekomimi from the bag I had prepared.

“I made it myself.”

“Y-You made it yourself?　Kazu-kun?”

“With the help of my friends on the Internet, I did some research on what would look cute on you.”

　Amane-chan smiled wryly.

“Thank you very much ……. I will make it work.”

　I stopped her from putting it on her head.

“No, no. It’s supposed to go on like this.”

“Eh?　–Kyaaa”

A catsuit-style nekomimi will be used to put her bangs up.

　Her large, wide-open eyes and deep-colored pupils are revealed.

Her eyes are as round as a kitten’s, and just looking at them makes you swoon.

“As I thought, you look prettier this way”

　I gave an honest impression.

“Ka-Ka-Ka-Kazu-kun, w-what are you doing…… “

　She turned bright red and her mouth was flapping.

“I once tried changing my hair style. My mom gave me some money to go to the hairdresser’s and I got up the courage to go there. I was scared of the scary hairdresser, but I got a haircut. I felt refreshed. I felt like a new person.”

“……”

“In the novels, there are miracles like becoming attractive and changing the way people look at you, but such a miracle did not happen to me. They just pointed at me and laughed at me. I was just reminded that I was ‘lower’ than everyone else.”

But

However

“But not for Amane Minase , right?”

“……!”

“You can shine. You can definitely shine. You have worked so hard, you are cute, and most importantly, you have a big dream of becoming an anime voice actress.”

I don’t have any dreams.

None at all.

　I’m just a loser.

And yet

Even though I’m such a loser…

　I can at least give a push to those who have a dream.

　Footsteps echoed down the hallway and the event staff arrived. “It’s my turn,” she said, and left. Amane’s shoulders trembled.

“Come on, go!”

　I pushed her back as hard as I could.

Make all those pig-eyed spectators into your fans!　Take them away!

　Amane looked at me with eyes that looked like they were about to cry.

　And then…

　kokun.

　She nodded vigorously.

“I’m off!”

　With her bangs up, Amane-chan started walking.

　Her steps were unreliable and unsteady. Her shoulders were shaking slightly. She was scared.

　But she didn’t stop walking.

　She walked forward on her way to the shining stage.