Sakusa Is Not a Germaphobe!

Getting back into writing.

The cut settings will be written up later as side stories.

[Main story in third person]

Here’s the thing.

I’ve loved polymer clay since I was little, and I have a bit of a talent for it.

I often dragged my childhood friend along to play with clay. He always agreed and obediently followed my instructions. By the time we finished, we’d both be filthy kids.

Hmm.

But now someone’s telling me that my childhood friend is a germaphobe.

A famously strict one, at that.

Seriously?

Oh, I forgot to mention: my childhood friend is now my boyfriend.

I lean closer to study him. He seems to misunderstand what I mean and glances down, blinking softly. “...Do you want to kiss?”

I’m momentarily stunned, but I smile and answer, “Sure.”

How could Sakusa possibly be a germaphobe?

Would a germaphobe kiss someone else?

Oh, right. There’s something else I forgot to mention.

I stumbled across a manga guidebook illustrated with all sorts of characters.

The first character I unlocked was my childhood friend.

And I also “happened” to awaken “magic.”

According to the book’s instructions, the character dolls I sculpted came to “life.”

They’re the “opposite” of their real-life counterparts, in both personality and behavior.

I watch my childhood friend, now a cheerful and overly enthusiastic “hero,” swiftly and decisively slap a cockroach to death.

And my real childhood friend, who witnesses this: !!!

Me: “Looks like admiration for you is about to spill out of Omi’s eyes.”

Sorry if anyone’s out of character.

A funny, sweet slice-of-life story.

It’s a crossover with Monthly Girls’ Nozaki-kun, starting in the first year of high school.

Theme: If you like it, that’s all that matters.