My girlfriend is actually myself.

Chapter 65 The White River Pufferfish is Greatly Disappointed

The classroom was noisy, and Yukimiya Natsume invited Yamashita Asami to the window in the corridor.

Outside the window is the courtyard, lush with greenery, its branches and leaves adorned with morning raindrops that shimmer with an orange glow under the setting sun.

In Japanese road construction, the concept of greenery is basically nonexistent. When walking on the road, all you see are houses and utility poles, so the greenery in the courtyards is therefore highly valued.

Turning her gaze away from the courtyard, Yukimiya Natsune looked at Yamashita Asami.

Grades, appearance, ability, personality... no matter how you look at it, whether in the eyes of the teenagers or in her eyes, Yamashita Asami is just an ordinary high school girl. Asakura Airi said that she was a member of the drama club in junior high school, which is honestly a bit surprising.

Under her scrutiny, Yamashita Asami's arms and legs tightened uneasily, and she bit her lip.

"I heard..."

"I'll stay away from Asakura-kun!"

Yukimiya Natsune had just opened her mouth when Yamashita Asami interrupted her. She looked at the girl in front of her with a puzzled expression, as the girl's head was down.

"Why do you want to stay away from Asakura-kun?" she asked.

"Wasn't that what Yukimiya-san was going to say?" Yamashita Asami looked up.

"no."

"Could Yukimiya-san please stay away from Asakura-san?!"

"cannot."

Yukimiya Natsumi's reply was quick and her tone was cold and hard. Yamashita Asami took a half step back and clenched her fists.

She looked up at the blonde girl: "If Yukimiya-kun is willing, she can be friends with anyone, right? Besides, you already have Shiraishi-kun, so please give Asakura-kun to me!"

"..."

The new novel, "Although I don't know what happened, I seem to have accidentally stumbled into a love triangle between my best friend and another girl," has been released!

It's a bit disheartening that the main character is Airi Asakura instead of herself or a teenage version of herself.

Yukimiya Natsune looked at Yamashita Asami and recalled that the other woman first tried to hook up with Asakura Airi through Instagram, but failed. Then she inquired about the boy's body from Inoue Kaito in order to get closer to Asakura Airi. She had also been following Asakura Airi around these past few days...

"Lace?" she suddenly realized.

Lace is a transliteration, derived from the English word for lesbian.

"Huh? I didn't!" Yamashita Asami's eyes widened in shock. "How could I possibly have such a thought!"

Isn't that right? This white pufferfish is a little disappointed.

Since that wasn't the case, Yukimiya Natsune didn't bother to investigate further and asked her own question: "How did the drama club disband in the first place?"

Her sudden change of topic was completely unexpected, and Yamashita Asami felt slighted, even though she had been seriously negotiating with the other party about Asakura-kun!

Yamashita Asami tensed up: "I hate Yukimiya-kun, and I won't tell you!"

"I see." Yukimiya Natsune raised her arms and tapped her chin with her fingers.

This body is Shiraishi Saku's masterpiece. From the moment it was created, it was loved by everyone. Even during the time when his younger sister was rebellious, she would often exclaim in admiration when faced with this body.

This is the first time I've been told I "hate" someone.

In the classroom, Shiraishi Saku crossed his arms, certain that Yamashita Asami was not a lesbian. Was this some kind of attempt to steal his best friend? He'd heard of the concept of the eldest daughter among girls, and the professional term "overstepping social interaction"—meaning "a friend of a friend cannot be my friend"—making their relationships as dramatic as a palace intrigue drama.

He also lamented that this "green tea mountain" wasn't green enough. This straightforward demand and attitude might work on ordinary Japanese girls, but it was too childish for him and the young girl.

Perhaps this is the state of an average first-year high school girl. Whether it's a teenage girl or Asakura Airi, they are much more mature than their peers.

It's time for you to understand what true adult tea ceremony is!

Outside the classroom, Yamashita Asami turned her face to the window, looking at the courtyard, and only glanced at Yukimiya Natsune out of the corner of her eye to express her attitude.

Yukimiya Natsune's voice reached her ears: "Tell me about the drama club, and contact the members of the drama club for me."

Why are you speaking in such a commanding tone? I already said I won't help!

Others may be seduced by your beauty, but I, Yamashita Asami, am not such a superficial person! The only one I care about is Asakura-kun!

"No!" she said firmly.

"Then I'll tell Airi you want to scratch her." Yukimiya Natsune turned and walked towards the classroom.

Yamashita Asami whirled around, staring in astonishment at the blonde girl's retreating figure. What had she just heard? What had the girl just said?

How could you say something that's more terrifying than the end of the world?!

Airi wouldn't believe it... Even if she didn't believe it, she'd still be scared!

"Wait!" Yamashita Asami grabbed Yukimiya Natsune's hand, lowering her head in humiliation. "I'll tell you, don't spread rumors about me!"

Yukimiya Natsune turned around, her azure eyes narrowing, and raised her hand to stroke the girl's hair: "Good girl."

"Is it enough to just tell you about the drama club?" Asami Yamashita asked nervously.

"No, that's not it." Yukimiya Natsune reached into her pocket. "You have a ton of things to take care of."

Originally, Shiraishi Saku planned to work hard on his own, but now that a free ox has come knocking, how could he possibly miss it?

Consider it interest for the information you gathered and leaked earlier.

"Here," Yukimiya Natsune said, taking out her phone, "let's add each other on Line."

Yukimiya Natsumi's LINE profile picture is a snowflake, pure and white, but Yamashita Asami feels like she's seeing hell, and her whole body trembles.

The blonde girl didn't just add her on LINE; she put a collar and bridle on her!

I thought she was some kind of princess who couldn't read the room, and I wanted to negotiate with her directly to ask her to give up Asakura. I never expected her to be even more ruthless than me, and now I've gotten myself into trouble!

"Send me the detailed reasons for the disbandment of the drama club before tonight." Yukimiya Natsune put away her phone and gave her first instruction in a boss-like tone.

"Don't go too far! Asakura-san won't believe you!" Yamashita Asami bravely protested.

"Then you can give it a try." Yukimiya Natsune patted Yamashita Asami on the shoulder one last time, walked into the classroom, and returned to Shiraishi Saku's side.

Shiraishi Saku stood up, picked up the two of their schoolbags, and glanced at Yamashita Asami, who had returned to her seat.

"Did you finish asking so quickly?" Airi Asakura asked, somewhat disappointed.

She was still thinking about whether she could take this opportunity to chat with Shiraishi-kun.

"Yamashita-kun is very cooperative," Yukimiya Natsune replied.

"I see." Airi Asakura didn't think much of it. In her eyes, Asami Yamashita was an exceptionally friendly friend who would do anything for her.

She picked up her backpack: "Are we going to the coffee shop next? I'll go too! Asami, are you coming?"

She turned to look at Asami at the foot of the mountain.

Looking at the pure and innocent Airi Asakura, Yamashita Asami wanted to accept, but the thought of being coerced by the evil blonde woman weighed heavily on her heart. She shook her head and politely declined Airi Asakura's invitation.

"Then let's go, the three of us!" Airi Asakura raised her hand and walked ahead.

Shiraishi Saku and Yukimiya Natsune walked behind her.

As Yukimiya Natsune passed by Yamashita Asami, she glanced at her, and Yamashita Asami nervously took a step to the side, bumping into a desk.

The students on duty were preparing to clean, and they put the chairs on the desks. The wobbling of the desks caused the chairs to slide backward.

Shiraishi Saku reached out, grabbed the chair, and steadied the desk.

"Thank you," Yamashita Asami said hurriedly.

Shiraishi Saku waved and walked beside Yukimiya Natsune.

Watching their retreating figures, Yamashita Asami gripped the hem of her dress tightly. Shiraishi-kun is a good person too, so why are he and Asakura-kun both sticking around that evil blonde woman?!