Congrats, I've Turned into a Girl!

"That's why I want Suzuru to be the exclusive model of our new apparel brand!

Misaki made a sudden offer. [M]

Apparently, Misaki asked Yuri Ichimiya to find out what kind of person I am the day Inari took me to greet her.

Misaki immediately asked Yuri Ichimiya to use her own information network to find me.

And I found my cosplay blog.

For some reason I couldn't find any other information, but there Misaki looked at my various cosplay photos and thought they were not only good looking, but also expressive and perfect for the image of the apparel brand she had been talking about since then.

"I really wanted to talk about this later, even if Suzu didn't get billy. This is more a favor than an order. Of course, if you don't like Suzuku-chan, you can say no."

He even found out about the blog!? And when I'm upset inside,

"From that lively picture, I don't think Suzu is quite right for the model."

And, next to Misaki, Yuri Ichimiya said as she nicked.

My eyes aren't laughing, Coz. Instead, they're sitting there!

I'm complimenting you, but you know what happens if you say no in the dark, I feel the pressure.

Honestly, I would like to avoid more activities as Asakura Suzuru... but I look at Inari with a hint of that in mind.

If you say that you don't like Inaba, your boyfriend, you can make an excuse to say no even to me, and Misaki will pull back a lot if you mean Inaba.

Even though I don't really feel very good about cosplay in my hobby, if you can tell me it's even more of a model, like you want to see it, I can say no in my body because I'm interested but he's like this.

Inari seemed to have guessed that, too, and nodded small and turned to Misaki.

"Yi-kun likes Suzuku, who's cosplaying and laughing fun. The next model story will lead to Suzuku's future, and Suzuku shines as a model, don't you think?

But Yuri Ichimiya didn't say it was a prospect of our thoughts, but Inari took my cosplay in a favorable way.

"Well, did you? I wondered what I would do if Inari didn't like it, but now I feel safe."

And Misaki tells me like she's relieved.

I have no peace of mind at all.

"Suzu, what do you think?

Misaki's eyes were straight and clear everywhere, and in the end I could only accept Misaki's offer.

After that, there were no particularly big incidents. The party ended...... and I think.

Honestly, the story of the exclusive model was too shocking, and it was up in the sky except that Misaki and I exchanged contacts, too, and I don't really remember it very well.

When I realized it, I took a taxi home to the front of the apartment of the person who was renting it from Inaba.

If you try to pay, the driver will.

'Cause I already got my money.'

I was told.

There are no lectures tomorrow morning either, so I opened the mailbox as I opened the entrance door to try to stay in this room, and speaking of which, I didn't even check this one's mail.

Even if there are no letters addressed to me personally, some kind of advertisement comes in frequently, so I have to check it carefully.

This time, the product accumulated quite a bit.

Right next to the mailbox there is also a trash can that throws away unwanted ads, but I went straight to the room with all of them because it was difficult to separate them.

We arrive in the room and divide it from the advertisements in the store and classify the rest as discarded items.

But in it, there was only one tea envelope, with no address or sender.

I opened the envelope wondering what it was, and there were a couple of pictures there showing the girl and the rice leaves walking with her.

All are politely dated.

When I saw the girl shown with Inaba, she was the girl who used to say that Inaba looked good but she was shaken by being witnessed at a fake photo shoot scene with me.

Because it is the same university, I have seen him with me in the dining room before.

Is it meant to be a photo of evidence that held up the cheating scene?

As far as I'm concerned, I'd rather these two lovers grew up to their fate, but it's a great shame.

Or I'm more afraid that at some point I'll be watched for my life like this.

I don't know who I am, but I only get dust, so I want you to give me a break.

But is it too late to do this?

When I was thinking about it, the entrance intercom rang.

I glanced at the screen and I saw Shizuku standing there.