Talking

After the drama took most of the homeroom period, classes finally started. It was mostly the teachers telling about the syllabus, how to study, what use the subject might have in the future, etc.

I was fully focused on whatever the teachers told, since I need to improve my academic ability.

The only subject that I have confidence in is English.

And maybe a bit in basic maths. I should be atleast better than the idiot trio.

Then, the break came.

Most of the people started leaving the class to buy food or go to the canteen, and I followed along.

"Sato-san, which club are you going to join-"

I have Sudo's seat on my right, some fat mob on my left, and Sato in the front.

So the person I can talk the most with is Sato.

As we talked while leaving the class, I got to know that she is interested in fashion and makeup, and thinking about it, she can be of my help.

Because neither Sakura nor I in my previous life knew to use makeup well enough. If she is good, maybe I can hire her as my makeup artist?

"I searched you on the net. So you were a blog idol?"

"Yeah. But I previously wanted to become an idol. But the idol industry is too toxic... So I am thinking of trying to become a singer instead-"

"Sakura-san! Sato-san! Come join us!"

Kushida called us, and we joined her group.

And I could feel her being negative towards me.

Why though? I haven't done anything-

Oh. Maybe because she thinks that I have become more popular than her?

Because in terms of beauty, weapons, and voice, she knows that she stands no chance. Moreover, after today's drama, it seems that both boys and girls have higher favourability towards me.

Girls because of the stalker incident, and boys because they must have searched up Shizuku on the internet by now.

This troublesome bitch...

I haven't done anything to you! You just want to be the most popular huh?

"Sakura-san, now that I think about it, I don't have your contact number. Can we exchange contacts?"

"Eh? Well, why don't we form a class group? I also don't have anyone's number. Instead of asking for everyone's number one by one..."

I opened the school's messenger app, created two groups of Class 1-D, one 'Official' and one 'Unofficial' and automatically became the admin as the creator, and added these group descriptions:

Class 1-D Official

This group is for posting notes, syllabus, and other official stuff regarding the class. No useless chatting here.

Class 1-D Unofficial

This group is for chats.

Then, I messaged in the unofficial group.

'Hi, this is Sakura Airi!'

After that, I showed all the girls surrounding me the QR code.

"Let's get everyone in the class to join these groups, and say hi with our name in the unofficial one. This way, we will be able to save everyone's number easily, and in a short amount of time!"

"Yes! Why didn't we think of this before!?"

Sato exclaimed, and one by one, everyone joined the group.

Kushida was also joining the group enthusiastically, but perhaps due to Sakura's talent in detecting people with malicious intent towards her, and my experience as a corporate salesman aka scammer, I could feel that she was even more pissed with me.

There was one thing that I remembered from reading the LN, even if it was a long time ago. Once Kushida doesn't like someone, she will try to undermine them. Even if Horikita and Ayanokoji were not going to expel her, she still continuously tried to attack them.

As the points I will make will depend on my popularity, I guess I will have to be careful of Kushida, who wants to become the most popular, and atleast hold the greatest power in the class.

I should be careful about what I say in front of her to prevent any scandals. And possibly, try to expel her.

Now that I think about it, our class will lose a lot of points due to her sabotage. Even if Sakura's contribution in the novel may have been 0, Kushida's was negative.

Horikita is such a simp for her, and Ayanokoji is such a simp for Horikita.

I guess I will need to be the one who expels her. Not necessarily for the class's sake, but my own sake. Whatever I do, she will try to attack me afterall.

"Kushida-san, I saved your number. Did you?"

"Yes, I did!"

Then, we went to the cafeteria. I looked for the least carb and greenest lunch, along with some protein rich meat.

Sakura's physical ability was rated the same as Arisu, someone who has a heart disease and is crippled.

And the say that Naruto's Sakura is useless.

As we sat down, the topic of discussion became Hirata.

Sato, who would have probably gone with Hirata for lunch, was here. Probably to ask me something.

"Hey Sakura-san... did you know Hirata-kun?"

"Umm, no."

"Then, how did you notice that something was off from him? Suicide-"

"Well, when I mentioned the word 'suicide', I noticed that Hirata's face became much paler, so I think, it's just a speculation, that maybe someone committed suicide in his locality?

Either way, it's not a good thing for outsiders like us to talk about someone's trauma. The most we can do is to tell him to consult a therapist."

"B-but, aren't we friends!? We can help him!"

Kushida said, and I shook my head.

"We are immature teenagers. When we don't even understand our own feelings properly, interfering with someone else's trauma will only make things worse for him.

Therapists are trained professionals. They know the best ways to deal with trauma. The best help we can offer him is to keep quiet about this and let him have sessions with the therapist.

We will only ruin his mental health by trying to ask about it."

"Y-you are right."

It seems that Kushida gave up trying to find his secret, atleast in front of us.

She must be scheming for a way to find out Hirata's backstory. Truly a bitch.

"Sakura-san, you are quite mature."

Nene told me this.

But I feel like she is not talking about my thinking being mature.

Her eyes are fixed upon something else.

One by one, everyone's eyes focused on those two things.

"Hey hey Sakura-san, tell me your secret."

Sato whispered, and I looked away from the group.

"Genetics."

Afterall, Sakura's unnatural body and beauty without any sort of physical work can be attributed to only one thing. As I looked through my memories, while my Mom is dead since I was a toddler, I got my genes from her since I remember the photos, and my father is average looking.

Oh wait. It seems like her Mom was an aspiring idol.

Who was stabbed for having a kid.

...

I really shouldn't try to become an idol.

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