Ventustium
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259
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575.7 K
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Haruto and the others were waiting at the amusement park’s entrance gate, sitting on a leisure sheet. As opening time drew near, the crowd around them grew rapidly. "Should we put the sheet away now?" "Yeah." Haruto stood up, suggesting it was time to pack up so they wouldn't be in the way. Ishikura followed suit, nodding as he stood. Meanwhile, Tomoya let out a dopey “Whoa~” as he noticed the massive line that had formed behind them. “Man, this is nuts. The people way in the back…-
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Inside the train headed to the amusement park. Since it was the first train of the day, there were hardly any other passengers besides Haruto and his group. Haruto was sitting with Ryota between him and Ayaka. “Hey, Sis, how long till we get to the amusement park?” “About an hour, I think. We’ll have to transfer trains along the way, so make sure you stay close to me, okay?” “Okay! I’m so excited!” Ryota swung his legs cheerfully, clearly excited. Haruto smiled fondly at…
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Under the gradually brightening sky. When Haruto and the others arrived at the station, they found Saki and Shizuku already waiting for them. "Ah, hey there!" Saki, who had been chatting with Shizuku, raised her hand lightly when she spotted them. "Ryota managed to wake up on time too, huh? Impressive." "Good morning, Saki-oneechan! You know what? I woke up before oneechan today! So I got to wake her up!" "Really now? If Ryota was the one waking you up, Ayaka, you’ve got to step up your…
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It was the early morning of the day they were heading to the amusement park. Still dark outside, Haruto woke up before sunrise. After discussing plans with Ayaka and Tomoya, they had decided to take the first train to the Land of Dreams. Rising up from bed, Haruto glanced to the side. There lay Ryota, sprawled out with his arms and legs wide open, sleeping like a starfish. "Same wild sleeping posture as ever." Haruto smiled at the sight of Ryota’s sleep. Last night, Ryota had been so…
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Thank you for picking up this book. My name is Kazuki Izumitani. In this work, you’ll frequently come across terms like introvert (inkya) and extrovert (yōkya). When I first heard these words, I was struck by how much times had changed. A while back, people used terms like nekurā (a gloomy person) or riajū (someone with a fulfilling real-life), and even further back, there were entirely different expressions for the same ideas. It makes me a little sentimental to think that the words used…-
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I was an introverted otaku—plain and simple. But then, one day, out of nowhere, I ended up with a gyaru fiancée. And not just any gyaru—she was Hanatsuki Miran, the queen of the school’s social hierarchy, beloved by both guys and girls alike. My life changed drastically because of her. I had never cared about others, nor had I spent much time thinking about myself. But after spending time with my gyaru fiancée, I started to think more—to worry more. At first, it was nothing but…
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Lately, I had a new problem weighing on my mind. And of course, that problem was none other than my fiancée, Hanatsuki Miran. She was popular with both guys and girls, a beautiful, outgoing gyaru who loved sweets, fashion, and was surprisingly gentle and kind. She was a cat person, and sometimes, she acted more childish than you’d expect— Through our dates and brief time living together, I had gotten to see so many different sides of Hanatsuki Miran. And in turn, she had taken the time to…
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Have you ever had an experience like this? Walking into the living room, I found my mom and dad seated at the table with unusually serious expressions. And then, in equally serious tones, they turned to me and said— "Shuuji, we need to talk. Sit down." I have. This was already the third time. "A-again…?" Faced with a scene I had grown all too familiar with, I let out a sigh of exhaustion. I could already guess it was another discussion about my fiancée, but I had no idea what…
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I was never the type to dwell too much on my own problems. If I were, I wouldn’t have resigned myself to a life as a loner. But despite my usual carefree nature, lately—I’d been agonizing over everything. And the reason was none other than my fiancée—the gyaru. Ever since Hanatsuki Miran became my fiancée, I found myself facing situations I had always avoided. As a result, my worries had multiplied exponentially. For example, how I interacted with Miran at school was one of…
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I have a fiancée— And that fiancée is none other than the gyaru, Hanatsuki Miran—!? The next morning, after learning this shocking truth, I woke up in bed and let out a bitter chuckle. "What a weird dream… Hanatsuki-san as my fiancée?" It was so ridiculous that I could only assume it had been a dream. My parents, dressed up in their formal attire… Me, scrambling to change into proper clothes and fix my appearance… And then, my fiancée, Hanatsuki Miran, arriving…
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