Prologue

 

 

Four months have passed since a mystery virus began to spread worldwide.

 

The world is currently going through a state of emergency declaration.

 

Companies and schools are now encouraging so-called “remote” work.

 

As a result, the world has become a place where it is difficult to meet new individuals.

 

My classmates are still lamenting on their phone screens today.

 

They are bored because they are unable to play outside, they are unable to see their friends, they are lonely, and they desire someone to look after them.

 

But, I’m afraid I don’t feel that way.

 

It’s not hard and I’m not lonely.

 

Although it may be inappropriate, I am personally satisfied with the circumstance.

 

What I mean is…

 

Tap.

 

“Unh!”

 

I choked back the weird voice that was about to emerge.

 

I was suddenly touched on the thigh.

 

The laptop computer was in front of me, and on the other side of the screen, I saw the female teacher saying, “Yes?” I felt the teacher’s face become suspicious. She must have heard my voice.

 

Right now, we are in the middle of remote teaching.

 

Students connect to the Internet using devices such as smartphones and PCs at home to participate in classes led by teachers in school classrooms.

 

They’re merely in different locations, but the classrooms are essentially identical to conventional classrooms.

 

They are obliged to wear uniforms for some reason.

 

Even if I haven’t been to school, it’s a peculiar rule, but because the school has made the choice, there’s no way I can go against it.

 

It’s a strange rule, even though they don’t go to school, but since the school has made the decision, there’s no way I can go against it.

 

During class, the teacher turns the microphones of the students on and off.

 

The microphone on the side of the answering student had just been turned on.

 

By the way, the microphone on the computer I use to participate in class is not currently turned on.

 

Because I wasn’t the one who was called out.

 

So, why did the teacher hear what I said?

 

‘Uh, the voice I just heard was……?”

 

“Excuse me, it’s my brother.”

 

“Oh, Ms. Hoshikawa, your brother is here.”

 

“Yes, it appears he came to pick up a reference book I was using; please accept my deepest apologies.”

 

Her explanation appears to have satisfied the teacher. She begins reading the textbook again. Thank God…… But I think it’s safe to say they didn’t figure it out.

 

It should be noted that I am not her brother.

 

Not only are we not related by blood, but we are strangers to each other, having had little to do with each other in class up to this point.

 

That’s most likely why

 

Nobody would believe we are living alone together under the same roof. They don’t appear to believe so.

 

A teacher would have noticed the same wall in the background of the camera. Well, that’s how little contact we had at school.

 

Even now, I can’t believe it.

 

“Sorry, Yoshino-kun.”

 

Relieved, I heard a soft whisper of apology from beside me.

 

The culprit who surprised me by poking me in the thigh is the same girl who made the false statement.

 

The voice whispered in my ear probably in fear that the microphone, which the teacher had turned off, might still pick up my voice.

 

I’m sure…… Probably.

 

No, it must be, it would be strange for her to not think that way.

 

Because she isn’t very good at anything technological.

 

To avoid making the teacher uncomfortable, I cast a casual glance to the side.

 

A lovely young lady in the same school uniform as me gave me an apologetic upward glance.

 

It’s ridiculous to compliment her on her beauty.

 

Her hair is long, beautiful, silky, and light-pigmented as it cascades down her back.

 

Her skin is smooth, fine, and white.

 

Her large eyes, which seem to have the power to absorb you if you look into them, are particularly striking in her elegant face. I would never look her in the eyes.

 

In addition…… Lips resembling cherry blossoms, which cannot be seen outside due to the mask’s concealment.

 

She is more than just a pretty face.

 

Her slender body is reminiscent of a model, as evidenced by the uniform she wears.

 

Her b*****s are so disproportionate to her slim frame that they protrude violently.

 

What on earth did she eat to have it grow this big? Why are all of the nutrients concentrated in one area of the body?…… No, no, no, no, no, no, it’s a natural wonder of the universe.

 

Her name is Haruka Hoshikawa.

 

She is a top-of-the-class honor student who is rumored to be a young lady from an old family or something.

 

And she’s the most attractive girl in class.

 

I don’t know most of the girls outside of my class, so I can’t compare them, but I believe she is not only the most beautiful girl in her class, but also the most intelligent. Maybe even the most beautiful girl in school, if not the most beautiful girl in Tokyo.

 

Because there are far too many stories about her popularity to count.

 

There was a time when she was confessed to ten times a day, the number of people who was dumped by her in a month exceeded three hundred (this calculation ties in with the previous story), and she was ranked first in the ranking of people who men would like to have as their girlfriend in the school by a vote of volunteers for three consecutive terms…… In addition, the top ranking has not been updated since Hoshikawa’s arrival.

 

She is therefore a bit of a celebrity in her high school. Regardless of the grade, everyone is looking at her from afar out of admiration.

 

And I, Yoshino Kanata, was one of those people who were following her from afar.

 

Naturally, I had never seen her from such a close distance.

 

We were in the same class in the first grade of high school, and I had only one conversation with her. After that, I naturally took a social distance without being told to do so by the government or state.

 

But now, if I’m not careful, we’ll be touching shoulders.

 

Haruka Hoshikawa is standing right next to me, staring at me and talking to me…… I still can’t believe it.

 

Let’s get back to the story.

 

The teacher had activated her computer microphone. My voice had entered there earlier.

 

I’m guessing Hoshikawa poking my thigh had something to do with that.

 

She is a brilliant girl at the top of her class, but she is surprisingly technologically inept for some reason.

 

Given her intelligence, it may appear impossible, but she appears to be unable to use anything mechanical, not just smartphones and computers.

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No one in the class is aware of this fact. I had no idea either.

 

So…… that’s the reason why I, who was informed of this fact, am here at Hoshikawa’s house.

 

“What’s the matter……?”

 

I put my hand over my mouth and asked Hoshikawa.

 

Is there something wrong with the computer?

 

Sitting next to her, I pretend to read my notes so that the teacher wouldn’t notice my private conversation in class.

 

Hoshikawa, on the other hand…… She has a slight smile on her lips.

 

The smile is concealed, but it seems to be on the verge of erupting.

 

Her big, beautiful eyes sparkle like a cat about to play a trick, framed by long lashes.

 

I understood by the look on her face.

 

Hoshikawa is amused by my agitated reaction from being touched.

 

“I’m sorry…… but there was a problem with my computer.”

 

“What is it?”

 

“Hmm, I couldn’t get the controls to work, but…… I think I might have fixed it? “

 

“That’s good to know.”

 

I said as I shifted my gaze to my computer screen.

 

……Hoshikawa is a total pain in the a*s.

 

If she had been more of a pain in the a*s, I wouldn’t have such a relaxed expression on my face right now. Body touching should not be done casually.

 

Thank God I’m a gentleman. I assumed as much and ignored it…… but then…

 

“Nnnn?”

 

Another strange voice was heard.

 

I was poked on the side this time.

 

The microphone didn’t pick it up, but I was taken aback. The impact of hitting the table shifted the position of the computer on which I had placed it.

 

What in the world was that?

 

With my gaze, I was about to ask that question, but then I stiffened.

 

Hoshikawa’s white thighs are on display.

 

She is looking somewhere else, as if she hasn’t noticed.

 

I was taking a look at…… No way she could have overlooked this. It must have been done on purpose.

 

Because her ears are bright red.

 

She also purposefully said “ahem” and coughed.

 

Hoshikawa must be deliberately exposing her thighs during class in order to capitalize on my panicked reaction.

 

……but I could be wrong.

 

Hoshikawa may be completely unaware of her own foolishness.

 

If that’s the case, I’m not sure if I should continue letting her show off her gleaming thighs.

 

The question is whether we can leave girls with their skirts rolled up.

 

If this somehow happens and I could even see her pants, and if I’m caught on the screen that the teacher is looking at, I would have a bad night’s sleep. The teacher is female, but she would probably not want to be seen in such a situation regardless of her gender.

 

Aside from that, I’ve heard that it’s better for girls to keep their bodies cool.

 

So, without her noticing, I picked up Hoshikawa’s skirt and gently re-tied it.

 

“……!!”

 

Hoshikawa’s body shivered.

 

Oh no, did she notice?

 

With that thought, I examine her face.

 

I was about to apologize for touching her without her consent.

 

Hoshikawa, on the other hand, is looking in the opposite direction as if nothing had happened.

 

“What’s the matter, Yoshino-kun?”

 

Hoshikawa finally turned her gaze to me, as if she had just noticed my presence.

 

I thought only her ears were red, but her face is also red, and I believe her cheeks are slightly drawn.

 

I, on the other hand, am about to yank my cheeks out because I was touching her skirt without permission.

 

“Oh…… that. Your skirt was rolled up.”

 

“Oh, I didn’t know that…… Sorry, and thanks.”

 

“You look a little red. Are you feeling okay?”

 

“I’m fine, I’m fine”.

 

“I see. Well, that’s good.”

 

She appears to be shivering slightly, but I’m assuming she is just cold because her skirt was rolled up. There was no need to be concerned about anything else.

 

But I should make her some hot tea later.

 

There was a can of tea in the kitchen, as I recall. She also has milk in the fridge, so I could make her a royal milk tea. Hoshikawa, who doesn’t know anything about technology, can’t make it.

 

However, it is still Hoshikawa’s home.

 

Let’s see what will happen now.

 

We are, once again, in the process of declaring a state of emergency.

 

The class will be held remotely in this manner.

 

We can’t go to school, we can’t see our classmates in person, we can’t go outside and play, and the world has become a little more suffocating than it was before.

 

Not only can we not communicate in school, but we have to do it online now.

 

I would be severely punished if it was discovered that I am meeting someone in real life. 

 

But I’m not feeling lonely under this state of emergency.

 

I live in the same room in an apartment with a beautiful girl, Hoshikawa, who is the object of admiration of the whole school.

 

We are taking classes in the same space, next to each other, keeping not only our classmates but even our teachers in the dark.

 

I am the closest to Hoshikawa in real life while the rest of the world is remotely socially distant.

 

　But one thing.

　She has a little problem.

　The problem of being fatally mechanically inept. ……

　…… and.

 

　The problem is that she thinks it’s an act and that I don’t know it at all.

 

 

TL: Jelt

ED: Ryuubii

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