Sasaki to Miyano

You picked a fight. Don't even think about running away.

I didn't mean to.

Still trying to find excuses to get yourself out of this?

I can't understand this at all.

How could you gang up on someone outside of fiction?

You hardly ever see such things

even in mainstream BL anymore.

Miyano? What's up?

Senior Hirano, um...

There's a student getting beaten up

behind the southern school building.

I have to stop them.

Hey.

I'll stop them. Hold this for me.

Who are you?

Um...

Here.

What's your problem?

You are in the way.

Are you all right? Get to the other side.

Okay.

Hey! Don't be ridiculous.

I found myself quietly looking up to that senior.

Miyano.

Morning.

Senior Sasaki.

You're looking as cute as ever, Miya.

I've told you.

Don't call me cute.

I'm sensitive about looking like a girl.

Then, you look cute on the inside.

That's not what I meant.

WHO I USED TO LOOK UP

How did this happen?

His physical contact has been troubling me lately.

Morning, Miya!

Please stop doing that.

Or there'll be a doujinshi !

I'm not sure what that is, but I don't mind.

But I do!

COUNTERATTACK FAILED

By the way, what is a doujinshi ?

Nothing. Please pay it no mind.

And don't ask your friends about it.

What about other things you mention a lot? Uke, seme, and moe ?

These innocent questions from a non-otaku are so embarrassing!

Do you like reading manga, Miya?

Do you have any recommendations?

And here comes the typical hard-to-answer question from a non-otaku.

Well...

What sort of manga do you read, Senior?

Recently, I enjoyed a shojo manga my sister was reading,

but I want to read what you like, Miya.

This is the only one I have with me...

A manga? Are you lending it to me?

Thanks.

Please only read it in your own room.

Please never take it out of the bag while you're outside.

Please treat it as a hazardous material.

And just so you know, though I enjoy reading this kind of thing,

I'm not like that myself. Not that there's anything wrong...

Got it.

Morning, Miya.

Good morning, Senior.

I read the manga you lent me yesterday.

How was it?

You know at the end where the two guys went to a hotel...

Listen.

Senior, you must never talk about that scene in public.

It's embarrassing.

G-got it.

Then, I'll talk about other scenes.

I've never read that type of manga before.

So it was a bit surprising, but was interesting.

I thought it was a regular detective story at first.

I didn't expect it to be a love story between two guys.

The protagonist encountered many unfortunate things,

but he still managed to deal with them

in a calm, cool manner.

I liked the story.

That's it!

That character. Um...

The guy who receives it is what we call an uke.

Okay.

That uke cries a lot and is adorable,

but mentally, he is manly. That's what's so appealing about him.

The last story...

I really liked it.

You too, Senior?

The non-serialized story at the end is my favorite too.

How it expressed their happiness,

that's amazing, right?

Yes.

I was worried you wouldn't like it since it was BL.

-I'm happy to hear you enjoyed it. -This is bad.

The author of the manga I lent you

portrays different kinds of happiness according to different couples.

-I love the way it's portrayed. - So cute.

Say, Miya.

Yes?

Lend me more mangas sometimes.

Miya.

Senior...

Lately, he comes to my class very often and it has been troubling me.

I made some cookies in Home Economics earlier. These are for you.

As thanks for the mangas.

Thank you.

These aren't very sweet, is that all right?

I don't like overly sweet things,

so that's actually better.

That's good to hear. See you then.

What?

Are you and that senior so close that he gives you handmade cookies?

No!

Isn't that guy a bad boy?

Miyano, are you all right?

You don't have to worry about that. He's a good guy.

Miyano.

Senior Hirano.

I heard Sasaki's been coming to your class a lot.

Is everything all right?

Well, not entirely...

But if you provide me with some moe then I'll be fine.

No way.

Documents for the committee. Take a look.

Okay.

I know all about it, Senior.

Not long ago, you were laughing with that good-looking first-year boy

who has a dashing smile and is in the basketball club...

I'm sorry.

I just thought it was kind of cute.

Don't misunderstand.

That guy is just my dorm roommate.

The roommate setting is wonderful.

Thank you very much.

Coming back to the topic,

I was the one who told Sasaki which class you were in,

I would feel bad if he caused you any trouble.

You are my precious junior, after all.

Senior...

Miya, are you here?

I'll take him back with me.

Thank you very much.

-Ow! Wait, Hirano... -Don't go to other years' classrooms

-My joints! Ouch! -unless it is really necessary.

I actually needed to see him.

Don't be late for class!

Got it.

Is something the matter?

I came to return the manga you lent me yesterday.

Oh, right.

What's the matter?

No... Fudanshis thrive in the shadows...

You draw attention too much, so we came here.

Students from other years are rare.

I see.

So what did you think about the manga?

I liked it. I might like comedy manga.

I see.

What are you doing?

I'm noting your preferences

as a reference for next time.

I see.

So cute.

Miya, you don't like sweet things, right?

My stomach would feel heavy.

How much can you eat?

Why is he keep asking?

A slice of cake is tough for me to handle.

What about candies?

I can handle wasabi-flavored candies.

Putting aside that it is probably spicy, it doesn't sound tasty.

Is it any good?

Would you like to try them?

It has an indescribable taste.

Even if it's a recommendation from you, I'll pass.

Miya, are you all right with carbonated drinks?

They're fine.

Carbonated drinks don't taste that sweet.

And the bubbles actually feel...

What is that person doing?

Looking cute but it's a guy, right?

He's wearing pants.

A fight?

Wait. You can't break up a fight.

Hey.

Ow...

Sasaki.

You're alone? Where are they?

He went back, huh?

I want to see him again... Well, but he's a guy.

Hey.

That hurts.

Listen.

What?

I'm asking you where the other guys went.

They went back.

Huh? Don't you remember what they looked like?

They are probably first-years.

They didn't look like seniors.