Volume 1 - CH 1.2

Chapter 1: When the secret was found out

Translated by 64990022

Chapter 1: When the secret was found out

Part 2

At Kuzeyama High School, there is an angel who will lead your way to love. It has been about a year since such a rumor started to circulate at the school I, Akashi Io, attend. 

Here’s the gist of it.

One day, a person troubled by love suddenly received a letter from the Cupid of love. The Cupid has a supernatural power, if the person followed the Cupid’s words, then their love would bear fruit.

An utter nonsense. This unrealistic story should be no more than a made up story. It is natural to think so.

To begin with, this kind of urban legend was long out of fashion.

With the development of the internet and science, these kinds of stories are extinct. Ghost stories, the Seven wonders, psychic powers and so on. Those were all bullshit, no one takes them seriously.

In other words, Probatio Diabolica. You can’t prove something that’s impossible, that in itself, is also impossible. Although there are some people who muse the idea “It would be interesting if it exists,” despite everything. But just that.

[TN: Just google Probatio Diabolica, I don’t think I’m capable of a brief explanation]

That’s why Angel doesn’t exist, letters won’t come. There is no such thing as mysterious power. It’s only natural.

–But if that’s the case, then why has this rumor survived an entire year?

Was it because Kuze High students were a bunch of dreamy kids? 

No, high school students nowadays are not that stupid.

On top of that, Kuzeyama High School is one of the top preparatory schools of Shiga Prefecture. Students here are realistic and mature.

Then, why?

The answer is quite simple.

After school, the students were dispersed into two main groups, one going to their respective club and the other heading home.

I unceremoniously grabbed my bag and quickly left the classroom.  　

Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately, I don’t have that many friends to stop me. I’m not unimpressive nor shadowy, but neither do I stand out in a crowd.

And such a position is convenient for me in many ways.

Reaching the front gate, adjacent to the shoe box, I fiddled with my phone while waiting for the moment to come. Just like a police on a stakeout.

Here and there, students from the go home club came and went, only stopping to change their shoes here. I kept my face down, searching for the “target” with only my eyes.

…No

“Well… how could I miss.” Seeing her, I couldn’t help but shudder in admiration.

Yuzuki Minato is a beautiful girl. Damn beautiful. 

She has deep, glossy, straight hair, and as black as the night sky itself. Her eyes are as sharp as an icicle. In combo with her voluminous eyelashes, her eyes have an exquisite charm. Her eyes, her proud yet delicate nose, and her small pink lips are in perfect harmony.

To add, she is tall for a girl, maybe ten centimeters shorter than me. Despite her height, she has well-defined curves throughout her body. Especially the convexity of her chest.

And lastly, her piece de resistance, her otherworldly elegance.

How she carried her back high, her skin a white crystal. And her forever melancholy, mature expression. Even in an ordinary school uniform, she reminded me of a high-born lady.

I might have praised her too much. What a creep, Io. But Yuzuki’s appearance is just perfect. I could imagine the smug look on the face of the god who created her.

What an unfair god. Thank you very much.

But still, her grades were top of the class, that was truly amazing.

Naturally, she is also very popular with men. She is also one of the “Kuze High’s Top Three”, the official ranking by the student body. Just imagine, “Kuze High’s Top Three”. You know?

Then she walked her way to me– more precisely, towards her shoe box, which is right next to me. 

No time to gawk. Let’s get to work.

Yuzuki came close, almost shoulder to shoulder with me. Clack, her shoe hit the floor. The moment she bent down to change her shoes, I lowered my arm.

The power to know who the target likes by touching their cheeks, that’s the power I, the Angel of Kuze High, possesses.

With this power, I lead my consultant’s love towards a surer and more successful conclusion.

Why did the Kuze High students believe this ridiculous rumor?

Well, because it is actually happening.

No matter how unrealistic, the Angel does indeed exist.

That’s why the rumor stuck around. It’s that simple.

Timing perfect, my hand brushed Yuzuki’s cheek, just for a moment, but that was enough.

Just according to the plan.

I felt a soft touch on the back of my left hand. Contact initiated. The contact was no more than an unintentional brush, unaccountable for sexual harassment. 

Can’t you believe me? It is unavoidable, since it was the trigger condition of my power, so I’m innocent, you know. 

If the target likes someone, then I will see their face in my mind, like a flashback. I won’t get tired nor be in pain. But I’m only nervous from time to time. It’s something I have gotten used to.

“Ugeh?!”

I’m terribly dizzy.

It was as if the world suddenly turned upside down, then back to normal again. At the same time, a torrent of flashbacks hit me. What should normally be a single image, a few at most, floated in and out of view. Dazzling, too many, like a climatic firework display.

Familiar faces, unfamiliar ones. Total of twenty…? No, even more.

What’s this? What the hell?!–

“Urgh…”

It was like expecting a ping pong ball, but only found a bowling ball thrown at my face instead. My head buckled, my body shook, I felt like throwing up.

Wait, calm down. Get a grip.

The plan was now completely awry. I was to apologize, and be on my way. Just a normal accident where my hand happened to graze her cheek, nothing out of the ordinary.

That was the plan…

While trying to stand upright, I forced myself to sort out the situation. However, it seems that I don’t have that luxury.

“W-what?”

Besides me, Yuzuki asked, her face suspicious. Well, it is only natural, I suddenly screamed and staggered, after all. That irregularity is something I should be concerned about, but right now, getting no unwanted attention from Yuzuki is top priority.

How to cover this up? For now, I need to run.

“Ah… Well, I suddenly have a stomach pain… Ahaha…”

I glanced at her face. I had expected a dumb founded look, troubled look, or even a boubtful look, anything but–

“Eh?–”

Somehow, her eyes suddenly widened in surprise. As if she had unexpectedly found something she had lost, her face was like that, a mixture of surprise and relief.

Why would she make that kind of expression…?

But that too, I have no time to find out. 

I shoved my feet into my shoes and hurried out the front gate. Like that, I ran to the station and hopped on the Keihan Line train. 

Yeah, I had slipped up. The other passengers eyed me warily. 

“If I had a stomach ache, it would be more natural to go back to the school building, you idiot.”

Apparently, my head wasn’t working at all.

“Hahh…” Just what exactly is going on.

I recalled what happened while trying to calm myself down with the rhythm of the train.

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