Fool's Love

I was so shocked that I couldn't close my mouth from ear to ear, and looked at her with a ghost-like expression.

My tense heart was not completely relaxed until this moment.

Sasaki's actions just now indicated that she might be following me.Then what?I guess I should ask her why she did that.

Ask, and then maybe she'll tell me the truth.

Another problem ensues: now that Sasaki is gone, I lose the opportunity to confront her in person.What a pity!

"Sasaki Storm" ended with a comma, and I continued on my way to the exhibition.

Today I went into battle lightly, carrying a backpack with almost nothing in it.

It has been many years since the last time I went to a fan show, and I have basically lost my memory of the fan show.

A few days ago, I searched the official website of the exhibition online, and it showed that it will last for two days, and there are hundreds of participating societies.

It's a good thing it's not a women's-only show—I'm still terrified.I didn't ask about this aspect when Miami urged me to participate in the exhibition. If I really got into a venue full of women, I would definitely faint on the spot with embarrassment.

Along the way, I saw several young people wearing T-shirts with new characters printed in the past two years, and some people carrying large bags with brightly colored costumes and props exposed inside.

The closer you get to the venue, the more people like this.People who buy doujinshi, people who produce doujinshi, and people who play cosplay—all are walking to the venue.

I can't help but think of a word called "homing".After ten minutes of walking, I finally arrived at the venue of the comic exhibition.

The fair was open-air, and the crowds were scary, more terrifying than the gymnasium during the court meeting (the limit that I, who used to be socially phobic, could bear).

The air seemed very thin and the heat was rolling.I'm standing there sweating profusely, is it because I'm dehydrated?I always feel a little bit powerless.

The first thing to do is of course to find the booth of the Mei Haijie Association. She sent me the booth number before.

I moved along the crowd, and was also attracted by the booths with various exquisite fanbooks along the way.

The search process lasted more than ten minutes. Just when I suspected that I was going in the wrong direction, I tentatively looked at the long queue of stalls that I had overlooked before-it turned out to be here.

Are there so many people?I looked from afar with complicated emotions.I have been wandering around here for a long time, and the reason why I ignore this stall is entirely out of the consideration of "it can't be such a popular club".It turned out to be a really good sell!I frowned, feeling mixed emotions.

Suddenly someone patted me on the back.

It should be my sister, right?Was she there too?

I turned my head slowly and tried to exclaim to her with a wry smile, "Why are there so many people!", but the smile on my face disappeared the moment I saw the person behind me.

——It’s Megumin Sasaki.

I was so shocked that I couldn't close my mouth from ear to ear, and looked at her with a ghost-like expression.I think I should have dumped her when I got off the tram—

It should be so, but she is standing in front of me at this moment, and the style of dress is exactly the same as when I went out with her before.I panicked all at once.

"Yamagishi-san, sure enough..."

She seemed hesitant to talk.It seems to be confirming something, and it seems to be gathering courage to say the next words.The air defense alarm immediately sounded in my heart.

"sorry!"

I quickly bowed to her.

"I can't accept your confession! I already have someone I like, I'm very sorry!"

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silence……

I was still bowing, and I don't know what Sasaki's expression is now.

Anyway, I said it outright.Although I'm sorry Sasaki - it may be cruel to her to have the courage to confess but to be rejected.But there is no way...

"What are you talking about?"

Sasaki's voice was full of confusion.I looked up at her in a bowed posture, and she was looking down at me, her face shrouded in shadow.

"Didn't you like me to follow behind me?"

"what!"

"I saw you on the tram. I hid after getting off the train, and you immediately looked around as if you had lost your target. Isn't that right?"

My argument with Sasaki attracted some onlookers.Seeing that the situation was not right, she quickly grabbed my wrist, said "Excuse me, excuse me", and drilled into the nearby building.

It wasn't part of the fair grounds, and there were far fewer people.She didn't stop until she reached the stairs of a hypermarket.

"So? You think I like you?"

"You were following me then, right? And you also paid attention to me before?"

When I confronted her again, I no longer had the confidence I had just now.Sasaki, like a police officer trying a prisoner, looked at me with unbiased and scorching eyes.

"I don't deny it. But you seem to have got it wrong-I didn't do it because I like you. I'm sorry for causing you this misunderstanding."

"why?"

""West Raspberry"—is this the name you used when you drew the fanfic? "

I didn't expect her to mention that name.Mimi and I draw comics under the name of "Nishiyama mimi&ichiko". Mimi is Nishiyama mimi (Nishiyama beautiful sea), and my pseudonym is naturally Nishiyama ichiko (Nishiyama berry).

"No, it's a girl's name. Why do you think so?"

"Not thinking, but sure. I'm not asking you—I'm sure it's you."

"Since when did you feel that way?"

"The first few jobs, when you were painting." I have to say that Sasaki's current state is completely different from her in school. She is dressed fashionable, and her framed glasses have been replaced by contact lenses. She speaks confidently Quite a few, as expected, the phrase "a man depends on his clothes"?

"I recognized your painting style when I saw it. I have been a fan of this manga group since a long time ago, and I am very familiar with the painting style of Mr. Xishanberry, so I can tell whether it is right at a glance.

But I preconceived that both should be women.It's a matter of course, right?

The work is female-oriented, and the name is also a female name. Such an author should be a female, right?But your painting style looks so familiar, I felt confused when I first saw it. "

Speaking of which, Sasaki dug out a book from the pink satchel - it should be "S?D?R" she just lined up to buy.She handed me the doujinshi and wanted me to sign it for her.

... This scene is too weird!Obviously a second ago I thought she liked me, but in the end it developed like this, it's really dumbfounding.

Holding the pen in my hand, I turned over a page of the fanbook to find an open space, but I didn't write for a long time.

I have no previous signing experience, which name should I write——Ichiko Nishiyama?Or my real name?