My Boyfriend, Yoshino-kun

[This story is complete! A sweet little treat with the couple being lovey-dovey. Thank you all for being here.]

[Also, my story next door, "Geto's Wife Can Take Care of Herself," starts updating on the 16th. I hope you'll add it to your reading list, please! And you can find me on Weibo at @Jinjiang Yimeng Shanyu. No Poké Balls needed to catch this live, foolish author~]

After Natsume Kanako left the task of returning yokai names to her older brother, she happily transferred to Kanagawa Prefectural Sakura High School.

On her second day at the new school, she witnessed a delinquent bullying someone.

Kanako lifted a finger and kicked each delinquent away, then casually picked up the poor victim and carried him to class.

And so she acquired [Yoshino, Poor Little Thing] x1.

Kanako: ???

*

Yoshino-kun was already used to being ignored and beaten.

He lived in darkness, without the courage to fight back and with no light in sight.

Until that day, when Kanako broke through the darkness and reached out to him.

He couldn't control his gaze. It always followed Kanako's figure.

She was so bright and dazzling, the center of attention in any crowd.

She was also the secret he wrote in his diary, the feelings he could never speak aloud.

Once again, someone pinned his fingers underfoot. A glowing cigarette butt was right in front of him, while filthy words forced him to admit the delusions in his heart.

Yoshino-kun gritted his teeth. Even if he only got one chance, he wanted to hold on with all his might.

His light.

*

Yoshino-kun's Diary:

[Month x, day x. I met a cute kitty today. It's adorable, the first cat that isn't afraid of me. I took it home.]

[Month x, day x. They came again. I couldn't get away or fight back. I really am useless, aren't I?]

[Month x, day x. The girl next door saved me. Her smile is so warm. I want to keep it.]

[Month x, day x. I wish she would smile only at me.]

[Month x, day x. I like her. I really like her. My light.]

◆ CP: Kanako, whose punches get harder the pinker her hair is, x poor little Yoshino-kun. One male lead, 1v1.

◆ Warning: Yoshino only appears in two episodes of the anime, so I inevitably made up some details about his past while writing. He might be OOC. If you find it uncomfortable, please leave right away! I'm not joking!

◆ The cover is a commissioned character design of Kanako. The ears are those of a white kitten, and the scene depicts the final confession.

◆ Thanks for reading =3=

---Preorder blurb for the story next door, "The Thousand-Layered Strategy to Win Nanami Over"---

My name is Fujiwara Yuka. A few days ago, my dear old dad introduced me to a new blind date: Nanami-kun.

Apparently, he's a new employee at the company. He's handsome, easy to get along with, meticulous and conscientious at work, responsible and efficient, and most importantly, he has an eight-pack.

Me: !!!

Whether he's easy to get along with doesn't matter. I just want to touch his abs.

So I came up with several different personas, determined to get my hands on those abs.

First up: the sweet, obedient little office newbie assistant plan failed!

Nanami-kun said gravely, "Fujiwara, no, Ms. Fukumoto, children shouldn't do grown-up things. Just focus on your work."

Me: Am I not grown-up enough ()? Why don't you use your hands and see for yourself how grown-up I am!

Second up: the gentle, considerate Yamato Nadeshiko in private plan failed spectacularly!

Nanami-kun furrowed his brow and hurried away. "Fujiwara... Ms. Shirai, please keep business and personal matters separate. We should maintain our distance in private."

I chased after him: You emotionless work machine with no such thing as a heartstring in your brain!

After so many failed plans, I just want to touch his eight-pack. Is that really so hard?

In the end, I gave up pretending, ditched the disguise, put on a revealing outfit, and knocked on Nanami-kun's door.

I pushed him against the door, met his eyes, pulled the tie hidden beneath his suit jacket, and tugged his head down with all my strength.

Nanami-kun was flustered, his voice even starting to crack. "Ms. Fujiwara... what are you doing?"

"Shh~" I stopped him with a finger, then sealed his lips with mine. His words were swallowed between our lips and teeth. "Nanami-kun, give it to me. Just once."

Afterward, I rubbed my sore back and challenged Nanami-kun: "Didn't you say it would only be once?"

Nanami-kun fell silent.

I ran my hand over a certain someone's eight-pack and smiled sweetly.

If I'd known you liked it wild, Nanami-kun, I wouldn't have pretended.

*

At first, Nanami only wanted to see what Ms. Fujiwara was up to.

After all, no fool could really think that changing her hairstyle, makeup, and name would stop people from recognizing her.

The fool wasn't even used to her new name yet. She was giving herself away too easily.

As for how things ended up like this...

Nanami glanced to the side. The bed was a mess, the room thick with a heady scent, and the fool was sleeping soundly.

He sat up and leaned down to kiss the fool's temple.

It all began on that rainy night when, for the first time, he didn't shake the fool's hand off.

The fool was vibrant and passionate, like an undying flame.

And he had caught hold of that flame.

Theme: Please, without hesitation, save yourself from the fires and floods of this world once, then again, and again without end, thousands upon thousands of times.