(It’s a jumble, a real jumble: crossover slice-of-life, with a bit of not-so-everyday stuff too. I’ll write whatever comes to mind.)
I’m Ryogi Hajime. Hajime means “beginning.” And my loser System keeps trying to raise me into a songstress, but I’m a guy! A guy! A guy!
At first, I refused, but somehow I ended up accepting it.
Yukinoshita Yukino: You’re so childish it’s appalling. I’m probably the only one who can put up with you, so you’d better treasure me.
Shiina Mashiro: Hajime, you’re so spoiled. You’re a terrible owner. Let me (Mom) take care of you instead.
Tsukasa: Hajime is a man who could be my mother.
(I think I’ve gone a little crazy myself, haha~)
