Chapter 5: Mizuki’s Love Rival...Herself?

  Mizuki had always known Haru was an idiot.

  But this?

  This was a new level of idiocy.

  It all started during lunch when she accidentally overheard Haru and Ryo talking behind the

  gym.

  “So, Haru,” Ryo said, munching on his rice ball. “What’s your type?”

  Mizuki wasn’t eavesdropping. Not on purpose. She just… happened to be standing very still

  behind the vending machine, holding her juice box like her life depended on it.

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  “Hmm…” Haru hummed. “I guess I like girls who are, y’know, soft and cute.”

  Mizuki blinked. Soft and cute?

  “Like the kind of girl who wouldn’t hit me if I, say… accidentally walked into the girls’ locker

  room.”

  Mizuki’s eye twitched. That happens WAY too often for it to be an accident.

  Ryo snorted. “So basically, the exact opposite of Mizuki.”

  Mizuki nearly choked on her own oxygen.

  Haru laughed. “Haha, yeah. If I ever ended up with someone like Mizuki, I’d probably die

  young.”

  Mizuki: (╬?益?)

  That’s IT.