Liar x Liar (ライアー×ライアー)

They say that every person has at least three people in the world who look exactly like them.

Have you ever heard of that?

I thought it was impossible.

Up until this point,

I, Minato Takatsuki, 20 years old,

How did I end up falling down in Shibuya dressed as a high school girl

a few hours ago?

Just a little more.

Minato!

Weren't you supposed to be helping Maki with her part-time job?

Oh, no!

Hey, before you go, will you wake up Toru?

- What? Why me? - Don't "what?" me, you're his sister.

Please do that.

Geez.

Even if you say I'm her sister, we're still the same age.

You bastard.

Ouch!

Huh?

You're in the way.

Huh? I was just trying to wake you up.

This guy, Toru Takatsuki, 20 years old.

Maybe if we were related, I'd think he was a little cuter.

- Your stepbrother's cute. - Which part?

No, he's the cool one.

I don't care.

You have no idea what I've been through because of him.

Okay, okay, I get it, I get it.

Thanks to him, not a day went by in junior high and high school that I didn't get into a fight with a girl.

I was always getting called out by the girls.

Would you please stay away from him?

No, but... we live together.

Huh? What are you trying to imply?

I'm not implying things, but I don't live with him because I like him.

- Come with us. - What? What?

Your brother, do something about it.

- I'm sorry! - No, you can't just apologize for it.

Do you know how many girls he's been with?

- How many? - Ten!

- T-Ten!? - Yes.

I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

He's such an unsociable guy.

He goes from one girl on to the next.

He can do whatever he wants.

What's more,

because we are not related by blood,

every day, girls treat me like I'm some kind of imaginary enemy.

It really sucks.

I've never even had a boyfriend because of him.

And I didn't think we'd go to college together.

Yes, I understand.

Come on, put this on. Let's go. Okay.

- What's this? - My high school uniform.

Your part-time in photography is this?

Yes.

In a magazine. It's a special feature on the strategies of today's JKs to wear uniforms.

No way, no freaking way.

I can't do this, Maki.

It's totally fine, here. Hurry up.

- No, no, no, no! - It's okay.

- Put it on. - No, no, no...

No, you can't. See, you can't.

- How about a peace sign? - Peace?

Yeah, that's good, that's good, that's good.

Yeah, that's good, that's good. It's cute.

Coming in closer.

Relax and smile, smile.

Hey, I think you've got enough.

Hold on, I'll check...

I think it needs some accessories.

Sorry, Minato. Hold on a second.

Hey, wait!

Ow...

That's how I ended up here.

What are you doing?

This is bad!

He's gonna think of me as some weird sister who likes to cosplay.

No choice now. I have to go with this.

"What"?

You're the one who's being all friendly.

What?

Who are you?

Sorry, I think I have the wrong person.

I made it through.

But you look so much like someone I know.

They say

there are 3 people in this world who look like you.

- There really are. - Can I take a picture?

A picture?

What the hell am I doing?

Yeah, give me your phone number. And your LINE account.

What? Is he hitting on me?

If you don't feel like it, that's fine.

No, no. If I tell him, he'll know. That I'm his sister.

I don't have a phone.

My parents are very strict.

I see.

Oh, then...

Call me if you feel like it.

You seriously tricked your brother.

It's not funny!

Isn't my makeup amazing?

In the future, instead of being a magazine editor...

Maybe I'll become a makeup artist.

This is not the time for that.

So what are you gonna do?

- Are you gonna call him? - Of course not.

Yeah, I know.

It really was awful, being hit on by your brother.

It's so bad, I can't even tell my parents.

You're right. He's a womanizer, isn't he, your brother?

He could have any girl, even if she looked like his sister.

It's making me more pissed off.

- Take some of this. - Oh, really?

It's delicious.

What?

N-Nothing.

What? What's with that attitude? You hit on me.

Did you get to help Maki with her part-time today?

- Yeah. - How was it?

How was it? Nothing special.

She said you were modeling for a shoot

in Shibuya...

Are you okay, Minato?

It's fine. It's fine.

- You don't have to wipe that. - That's right.

It must be hard for Toru. Dealing with her germophobia.

That's her habit, I guess.

What can you do?

Huh?

What's with the "I'm a victim of a troubled sister" crap?

What does he mean by "habit"?

Your habits are much more problematic than mine.

Damn you.

Call me if you feel like it.

Change of plan.

Hello?

Hello, it's me. Do you remember me?

A look-alike of someone you know.

Have you forgotten already?

No.

I'm really glad you called.

I didn't know what to do if you didn't call.

Thank you.

You're exaggerating.

Do you say that to everyone, or do you just like this girl?

Then let's hang out sometime in Shibuya.

Yeah, sure.

Let's see, I'm free on Friday.

Okay, so let's meet in Shibuya at 5:00 pm on Friday.

It was supposed to be a little lie at first.

Okay, I'm looking forward to it.

I'm super excited, too!

I never thought that this lie would change our fate.

I see.

So, you're going to blow him off.

Yeah, while wearing the gyaru costume, I'll reveal myself and say, "Gotcha! Big time!"

- You're a bad person! - Why?

You have to take a beating once in a while to ruin someone.

So this is Minato's way of fixing the world.

It's payback for all the trouble he put me through.

Yes. This is payback for everything.

It wouldn't hurt to do this, right?

He's already here.

Let's see how long you can wait.

Well, you can still handle more than that.

Excuse me.

Are you free right now?

Oh, he got picked up instead.

And she's pretty hot.

- There's a great place nearby... - I can't.

I'm meeting someone.

He's so handsome!

Excuse me.

He's getting picked up again.

I can't. I'm meeting someone.

Bye.

How long is he going to wait?

I'm starting to feel sorry for him.

I'm done with this, so I'll just break it to him.

Sorry I'm late.

You're mad at me, right?

- You know, actually, I'm... - It's okay.

I'm pretty late too.

What's with the white lie?

Shall we?

Yeah.

I'm really sorry.

I told you, it's okay.

What should I do? When should I break it to him?

It's hard to tell him when he's been lied to this long.

But here's the thing.

Meeting someone with no phone is hard, right?

Yeah, I thought of that.

Here.

For me?

Yeah.

Oh, don't worry. I'll pay for your phone.

No, no, that's not how it works.

If you don't like it after hanging out with me, feel free to push me back.