My deskmate is actually my yandere reader.

There is no other reason.

The male protagonist is able to enter the female protagonist's world and bring her different feelings.

This is unparalleled and something that no one else can bestow.

He alone—is the fire of the soul, the light of desire, above all else!

Inari Yuki swung her little legs happily and said, "I'll draw it like Shiraishi-senpai!"

Shiraishi Chiren glanced at the two who had hit it off immediately, sighed, and said, "I haven't even agreed to either of you yet."

"Qianlian, I really think it would be perfect to draw the female lead based on your appearance. Look..."

"Okay, you can draw it like mine, but I have one condition."

Shiraishi Chiren interrupted Kurose Izumi, then said, "Let's draw the male protagonist in the same style as Izumi."

"what?!"

Kurose Izumi and Inari Yuki both exclaimed in disbelief.

The next moment, the two spoke at the same time:

Why, why me?

"W-Why is it Kurose-senpai?"

Hearing their conversation, Shiraishi Chiren's face showed confusion.

She said, "Why can't it be Izumi? Isn't Izumi handsome?"

"Kuro-Kurose-senpai?"

Inari Yuki stole a glance at Kurose Izumi, who was exuding a gloomy aura, and wondered if this was what people in love were like.

Shiraishi Chiren noticed Inari Yuki's gaze, so she silently stood up and went around to Kurose Izumi's back.

Then, as Kurose Izumi wondered what she was up to, Shiraishi Chiren lifted up his bangs, which were almost covering his eyes.

"Inari, how do you feel looking at the spring now?"

"...???"

Inari Yuki's eyes widened, and a great question instantly appeared on her small head.

Is this some kind of magic trick?

Why does Kurose Izumi look completely different just by lifting her hair up?

Originally, Izumi Kurose gave off a gloomy feeling, but when she flipped her hair, she had an innate sense of indifference.

'Is this Kurose-senpai?'

With these questions in mind, Inari Yuki rubbed her eyes and began to carefully observe Kurose Izumi.

He had a handsome, well-defined profile, a high nose bridge, and a pair of bright, piercing eyes.

"This, this..."

Inari Yuki couldn't believe it; the handsome man in front of her was none other than Kurose Izumi!

"W-What are you doing, Qianlian..."

"It's just to let Inari see the true side of Izumi." Shiraishi Chiren smiled faintly, quite satisfied with Inari Yuki's reaction.

She wouldn't allow anyone to look down on Kurose Izumi—no one at all.

"What's the difference between real and unreal? Put it down, this feels really strange."

At this moment, Kurose Izumi was already feeling somewhat uneasy under Inari Yuki's gaze.

Being forced to reveal a side of yourself that you usually hide... to be honest, it's quite shameful.

This feeling is wonderful.

It's like being stripped naked and left for others to look at, and then being allowed to freely comment and marvel at it.

Shiraishi Chiren put down her hand and suggested with a smile, "Izumi, how about we get a haircut after school?"

"Why cut my hair? Isn't it fine as it is?" Kurose Izumi muttered softly, sounding reluctant.

I've maintained this image for a year, and suddenly they say they're changing it; I'm quite reluctant to see it go.

As for Kurose Izumi's reluctance, Shiraishi Chiren simply said quietly, "Izumi, you are my boyfriend. I will be unhappy if you are belittled by others. I also want to brag to others that my boyfriend is excellent, and I also want to hear others praise Izumi."

"Is that so? Then there's no other way. I'll get it cut after school!" Upon hearing this, Kurose Izumi immediately abandoned her reluctance.

How could he possibly refuse his lovely girlfriend's request?

"Yes, I'm glad you understand." Shiraishi Chiren nodded gently, a smile on her face.

Only then did she return to her seat and sit down again.

At this moment, Inari Yuki also came to her senses, but her face still showed shock and disbelief.

"Let's draw the male lead based on Kurose-senpai's appearance..."

And so, the appearances of the male and female leads were decided.

Inari Yuki immediately began working on the sketch, drawing out the basic shape during the remaining lunch break.

After school in the afternoon, Kurose Izumi and Shiraishi Chire indeed found a barbershop and cut their hair.

At the same time, Tony, the hairstylist, gave Izumi Kurose a hairstyle that suited him, which dispelled his gloom and transformed him into an eye-catching and handsome young man!

According to the words of Kurose Izumi's hometown in his previous life, he was undoubtedly a handsome guy at this moment!

"I'm sure I'll surprise everyone tomorrow, won't I?"

"Maybe……"

On their way home, the two chatted, each taking turns to say a sentence, and both began to look forward to tomorrow and the future.

They have no idea that the future that awaits them is not the beautiful future they envisioned, but rather a future where everything is a delusion...

The fabricated lies are about to crack, and their relationship will eventually fall apart.

115. A rift has already formed between them.

Tuesday was a bright and sunny day with a clear blue sky.

The warm sunlight streamed down, casting dappled shadows on the trees and shrubs in the courtyard. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves as they moved.

Looking at the scene, Kurose Izumi yawned, appearing rather lazy.

—This is a relapse of May illness.

Actually, it wasn't entirely due to the May illness; a large part of it was because of the discussion that arose when I came to school this morning.

Kurose Izumi's classmates were all incredulous at the sight of her completely transformed appearance.

Naturally, Izumi Kurose was also kept being questioned, but the questions were all very...

It's hard to put into words.

Most of the questions were whether he was Izumi Kurose, and some were about where he got plastic surgery and how well it turned out.

This left Kurose Izumi feeling helpless, wondering if those people who asked him if he was Kurose Izumi would ask the air conditioner repairman what he did for a living when he came to fix the air conditioner.

"Izumi, want to go to the bathroom together?" Hirasawa Mabu came to Kurose Izumi's side and put his hand on his shoulder. "Look at you, so lazy and pathetic."

"You're the one who's lame. You need to go to the bathroom every single class. Are you suffering from kidney deficiency?"

Despite complaining, Kurose Izumi still left with Hirasawa Masato.

Before leaving, he glanced back casually—whether it was his imagination or not, Shiraishi Chiren's face seemed a little gloomy.

'It must be my imagination...'

Kurose Izumi muttered to himself, and Hirasawa Masato walked out of the classroom and into the men's restroom.

As the two were relieving themselves, Hirasawa Shinbu suddenly spoke up: "Izumi, do you remember what I told you yesterday?"

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Kurose Izumi replied casually.

"I'd like you to take a look at it for me, is that okay?"

Hirasawa Masabu pulled up his pants, and without giving Kurose Izumi time to reply, took out his phone from his pocket and opened an article.

At this point, he was about to break off all ties with Shiraishi Chiren and become her adversary.

Last night, Hirasawa Shinbu thought a lot and felt that instead of hiding it, it would be better to openly hint at Kurose Izumi's intentions.

Even though I'll face retaliation from Shiraishi Chiren, it doesn't matter.

Because Shiraishi Chiren's primary concern was how to deceive Kurose Izumi, she had no time to attend to anything else.

He, on the other hand, could arrange for people to protect him and Tsuda Yoshi in advance.

"What? Why are you in such a hurry?" Kurose Izumi muttered, pulling up his pants and glancing at Hirasawa Shinbu's phone.

At that moment, he suddenly froze.

It wasn't because of the content, but because a message suddenly popped up on my phone, and the contact name was "Shiraishi Chiren"!

"Qian Lian?"

Kurose Izumi looked up, staring in astonishment at Hirasawa Shinbu, unable to understand why Shiraishi Chiren would send a message at this time.

Moreover, it was sent to Hirasawa Shinbu!

Hirasawa Masato seemed to realize something as well, and quickly put his phone away and opened the message:

"!"

There is only one exclamation mark.

Hirasawa Mabu understood the meaning, but Kurose Izumi, who came closer to look, did not.

"What does Qianlian mean by this?"

"I don't know either, why don't you go ask them?"

"Oh..." Kurose Izumi nodded as if she understood, then asked, "And what about what you showed me?"