Chapter 14: Epilogue

I used to be an introverted otaku who was very embarrassed to show myself around. But one day, I suddenly became the fiancée of a gyaru. She belongs to the top caste of the school and is popular with both boys and girls, the extroverted gyaru Miran Hanatsuki.

 

My life changed drastically because of this gyaru. Originally, I wasn't interested in other people and didn't care much about my own life. However, after interacting with my fiancée, I had more things to think about, more things to worry about. Although I was very difficult at first, I came to understand myself and Miran better.

 

Before, I was an indoor hikikomori who only did what I liked. But after I met my fiancée, I was confronted with things I would never do on my own, and I started to try new things. It was difficult at first, but I discovered a lot of new things.

 

Because of my fiancee, Miran Hanatsuki, my world became more colorful. Then, after the whole school found out that Miran was my fiancée, my school life changed completely. For example, when I came to school—I used to do an introverted maneuver where no one would greet me.

 

    "Shuuji, good morning~"

 

    "G-Good morning."

 

Miran was already at school and greeted me in front of everyone without hesitation. Then—

 

    "Yo, Miran's boyfriend~"

 

    "This guy is so funny, he's trying to hide his presence."

 

Miran's friends also started to greet me.

 

For example, during the break period. I completely hid my presence and no one noticed me.

 

    "Is that man really Miran-chan's boyfriend?"

 

    "No, I heard he was her fiancée."

 

    "Haaa!?"

 

That way, I received more and more envious and jealous looks from the flashy boys.

 

Another example, in the hallway—Senpai, the annoying guy who once at odd with me said.

 

    "I'm sorry!"

 

It seems that he was very busy in club activities and suffered a lot from his plummeting reputation, so he solemnly apologized to me.

 

The biggest change of all is,

 

    "Shuuji~"

 

The lunch bell rang and Miran came over to my seat.

 

    "Here, Shuuji, your bento♪."

 

    "Oh, thank you!"

 

The bento I was given is a lunch box my fiancée made. She used to give it to me in secret for fear of being discovered. But now, I can proudly take it in the class. In fact—"Let's eat together♪". Miran took me to lunch with Hanako-san and Adzuki-san.

 

For me, who always eats alone, this is very revolutionary.

 

***

 

But I am a loner, an introverted otaku who always fails. Being the subject of constant criticism is not something I love. In the end, at break, I pretended to be asleep and let the athletes pass me. At lunch, I would quickly move to my favorite spot at the back of the school building to avoid the noise. My introverted behavior hasn't changed.

 

    "............"

 

However, I feel uncomfortable in this state, just like before. I want to be a man worthy of being her fiancé, Hanatsuki Miran.

 

So, one day during a break, I stood up after seeing Miran leave her seat.

 

    "Hanako-san, Adzuki-san, can I talk to you for a second?"

 

I called two of Miran's gyaru friends and made a request.

 

***

 

I was on my way to the meeting place. This is my second date with Miran. However, this is different from the past.

 

    "Okay, it's perfect."

 

I checked my reflection in the shop window and touched my hair. Uncharacteristically, my bangs were combed up today and the other parts were hanging down. Yes, I use hair oil. Miran's gyaru friends, Hanako-san and Adzuki-san, taught me how to use it, even though I couldn't do it myself. Apparently, using hair oil was more difficult than I thought, and I was still at the beginner level.

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    "There is still time..."

 

Like last time, I was the first to arrive at the meeting place. Because my hairstyle is different now, I have become more sensitive to my surroundings. When I was about to take a deep breath in the corner to calm down.

 

    "Huh? Shuuji?"

 

A cheerful voice reached my ears, and it was the voice of my fiancée, Hanatsuki Miran.

 

    "For a moment, I didn't know who you were..."

 

Miran looked at my hair, which was covered in hair oil, and then looked at me. I looked at her as she looked at me.

 

    "For a moment I didn't know who you were either."

 

Miran always wears flashy and glamorous clothes. But today, she wore neat clothes with a delicate color. Combined with the atmosphere, she looked like a different person.

 

    "I tried to dress the way Shuuji liked... What do you think?"

 

Miran said shyly. I remembered that she had once asked me about the neat heroine outfit when we were at the anime store before, and then I looked at her and told her honestly.

 

    "You look beautiful," I said.

 

    "Really? Then I'll dress like this from now on."

 

Miran felt uneasy as she mumbled this. It is indeed suitable for her, but then I honestly said my impression of Miran.

 

    "But I like your old style too."

 

At first, I didn't like the flashy and glamorous gyaru, but now I like Miran's appearance.  There was a part of me that felt Miran's neat clothes were not enough for me.

 

    "Shuuji..."

 

Miran's cheeks flushed and I realized that I had said something rather embarrassing, so I scratched my head. However, I can't do that because there is hair oil in my hair. Miran saw me doing this and said to me with a smile.

 

    "Shuuji's hair looks cool."

 

    "I use hair oil."

 

    "It looks good on you!"

 

I was worried that it would look strange from Miran's point of view, but I was relieved by the compliment.

 

    "Thank you."

 

I thought I'd wear it to school from now on. When I thought about it, Miran said to me,

 

    "But I also like Shuuji's usual hairstyle."

 

    "----"

 

She replied with the same sentence that I said, leaving me shocked. After we stared at each other for a few moments, I extended my hand to Miran and said,

 

    "Well then, let's start our date."

 

    "Yup!"

 

Miran's hands felt soft and warm as I took them. By holding them, I went on a date with Miran.

 

 

 

 

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