I Joined the Sentai Heroes Who Were Beautiful Girls Other Than Me but the Heroines Were All Yanderangers

35. There’s No Day Off for Philanthrope Blue

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The rain has continued for eight days, and unfortunately, today’s sky looks the same. As I look up at the pale gray outside from the lecture room window, I wish for the

However, complacency is forbidden, so I make it a point to see them often, not fully believing their “I’m fine.” That was my own decision, but to be honest, the obligation to constantly worry about their mental health in the amid a fairly busy life as a first-year university student is tough.

Is this the kind of life that people with clingy lovers live? If I didn’t live at home, I might have died from exhaustion and stress.

“This is also for justice. I’m contributing to world peace.”

I mumble the words that the doctor often uses to encourage me, and I fan the flames of my sense of justice, which is on the verge of dying out. How long that fuel will last, I don’t know.

‘Beep’

The message received tone sounded at the lowest volume. I discreetly took my smartphone out from under my desk in the lecture room and turned on the screen.

‘Are you free today, senpai??’

The owner of the sparkling selfie icon is Momo. There’s no way that she, a high school student, would be free during the afternoon on a weekday, but I replied honestly.

‘I’m in my second class now. I’m free this afternoon because today’s class is canceled.’

Wednesday’s schedule is a bit wasteful, with classes only in the 1st, 2nd, and 5th periods. It’s not my fault; the required subjects were already placed there, and there were no other subjects I wanted to take during those times. I often kill time during the free time, I would go out with my friends to eat lunch, Universities near the evening, play games at NU’s house where I was having lunch, or hang out in the corner of the cafeteria on other days of the week. However, this week the 5th period professor canceled class, so it’s a rare morning off.

“Hey, want to get lunch and then go home?”

I ask my friend Isaki, who has been fiddling with his smartphone next to me, in a voice that won’t disturb those around me.

“Nah, I have to work, so I don’t have time.”

“Hmm. Hey, is anyone going to Minakami?”

I turn my upper body slightly and call out to my friends sitting in the back seats. It’s the usual group of people I hang out with at university, usually 4 to 6 people. ‘Minakamiya’ is a family-run ramen shop near the university that has a long line but is reasonably priced. We often go there during lunch on days when the 3rd period is free and we have some time to spare.

“Ah, I went yesterday, so I’ll pass.”

“Me too, I’m not in the mood for ramen.”

“I’m fine with eating, but I’m too lazy to line up in the rain.”

I’ve been rejected by all my friends who are here. Maybe a hero of justice is not as popular as I thought. I guess it can’t be helped, with the rain and all.

“Tch, then I’ll go solo.”

I’m used to going to restaurants alone, so that’s fine, but it’s still a bit lonely to be turned down like this, even though I know it’s not because they don’t like me. I doubt anyone in the world would imagine that Philans Blue would be lonely because his friends refused to go out for ramen together. In the first place, since I don’t have a job, the general public assumes that Philans Blue is currently unoccupied.

“No reply from Momo…”

I check my smartphone discreetly, but there are no new messages. I’ve become close enough to contact her frequently, just like the other heroes. However, unlike Uguisu-san, her messages are not one-sided or threatening. Most of the time, she just wants someone to talk to when she’s bored. Since we often watch the same TV shows and she contacts me when I’m bored, we communicate quite frequently.

There haven’t been any noticeable signs of yandere behavior since the Philans Red stuffed animal incident when I first saw Momo’s work. And as I continue to talk to her, I’m more and more convinced that she’s just a normal girl.

“We even have the same taste in manga. It’s actually pretty fun…”

My LINE conversations with Momo aren’t obligatory; they’re more like the kind of reassuring conversations I’d have with a female friend or junior. If it wasn’t for the fact that we met as heroes, we might have become close friends, given our shared interest in shonen manga and similar taste in artists.

No, if she were an ordinary high school girl, I wouldn’t have had the chance to get close to her.

“Philans Pink, you know…”

“Huh!?”

Isaki, who had been encrossed in a smartphone game until just now, suddenly blurts out. I wonder if he’s read my mind.

“Philans Pink, right? The one with the twin tails.”

“Oh, yeah.”

He’s looking at a hero summary site. Oh, he’s just started chatting after reading an article.

“She’s rumored to be a cute, young woman, but… I think she’s a man.”