The Heroines Want to Fall in Love 59

The Heroines Want to Fall in Love 59

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Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction

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Chapter 59 The Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing

Saika Totsuka’s request had been completed smoothly, and according to what he said a few days later when he came to the Service Club, the new members now respected him greatly.

Yui Yuigahama was back to her energetic self the day after the competition.

Moreover, Asakura Yuu’s reputation on the forum had somehow improved?

Perhaps it was because the story of a genius like him being defeated by a nobody was satisfying to the students?

In a thrilling drama, when the annoying villain gets taken down, everyone applauds.

Asakura Yuu attributed this phenomenon to a certain psychological effect…

the “ugly effect”.

It’s about how celebrities occasionally making mistakes, having some quirks, and minor flaws can actually increase their likability and popularity.

Being too perfect isn’t a good thing.

Of course, there are more convenient terms for Binah (Kotori)…

like “gap moe”, “airhead”, and “clumsy girl”.

Now it’s easy to understand, right?

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It was mid-June, just before the monthly exams.

On a Saturday morning, Asakura Yuu woke up and came to the living room, where he found Momo fiddling with a laptop.

“Momo, what are you doing?”

“Oh, Asakura-sama is up early today. I’m writing a program in C++…” Momo’s slender fingers danced across the keyboard at an incredible speed.

The Earth’s code was simple, and although it was different from the Deviluke system, Momo’s technical skills were second only to her sister, the mechanical genius, and far surpassed her younger sister Nana’s, making it easy for her to learn programming.

“A script? It’s not common for high school students to know programming.” Asakura Yuu sat down beside her.

“Is that so? My sisters and I all know how to program.”

Her older sister Lala could manually build starships and had military-grade manufacturing capabilities, and could even create small engineering devices like automated production lines.

Her younger sister Nana could create communication devices, like simple tools like a combat power tester.

‘What are these young ladies learning these days? Shouldn’t it be flower arrangement, tea ceremony, and bride training?’ Asakura Yuu felt like complaining.

Momo looked at his expression and guessed what he was thinking, so she explained, “My family is a tech company, so the kids all learn some related technology.”

“That’s amazing.” He could only respond with that.

The poor rely on variation, the rich rely on technology… what about those who are neither rich nor poor?

Not only do they have to rely on variation, but they also have to work hard constantly.

Isn’t that just miserable?

Or should he be like Hachiman and live off someone else?

“By the way, Asakura-sama. Our family might be sending over some tech products in a while. If you have time, could you help me test them out?” Momo suddenly remembered the message her unreliable older sister had sent a few days ago.

She said her sister had a few new inventions she couldn’t find a use for, so she asked her to help test them.

Momo knew how unreliable her sister’s inventions were.

She originally wanted to refuse, but her sister pleaded with her, and as a younger sister, she had to go along with her sister’s wishes.

“What exactly are they?”

“I’m not sure. But they’re just small gadgets, Asakura-sama, you don’t have to worry.” Momo said, then closed her computer.

After finishing her coding lessons, she took on some private gigs online to earn a living.

Relying on the Deviluke star’s channels to get paid had been a bit troublesome.

“High-tech products.” Asakura Yuu muttered to herself.

How high-tech could it be?

There was a saying that military technology was about 20 years ahead of civilian technology.

Momo’s family’s “black tech” probably wasn’t that advanced?

“It’s not that exaggerated, maybe about 10 years ahead of the average level?”

That was a bit modest.

If you averaged the civilizations in the universe, the inventions sent over were probably about 30 cosmic years ahead… but these were just her sister’s inventions, so they varied in quality, making it hard to judge.

Momo pondered internally.

‘Should I tell Asakura-sama the truth? What if these unreliable inventions cause a big problem?’

She was still maintaining the necessary disguise, not revealing her true identity as an alien.

In Momo’s opinion, humans would be afraid if they saw an alien.

She didn’t want Asakura Yuu to dislike her…although Earth humans and Deviluke star people looked very similar, except for the tails, there wasn’t much difference.

But what if?

‘I’ll test them out first, and then let Asakura-sama use them.’

Momo thought this was a good idea.

“By the way, Asakura-sama, have you encountered anything interesting at school lately? Besides the anonymous letter and the lingerie theft case?”

“I went to the tennis department a few days ago to help a client deal with it…”

Asakura Yuu finished talking about it.

Momo thought for a moment and asked, “Asakura-sama, you call them lambs, what about you? Are there any animals to describe?”

Asakura Yuu really didn’t expect her to ask such a question, but he had long had an idea of ​​the answer to this question: “A smart wolf.”

“Why?”

​​”In reality, in countless literary works, wolves are creatures that are afraid of by sheep. They will panic when they see the wolf’s tail.”

“Why not a shepherd dog? Dogs can lead sheep, I think it’s not bad.”

“Sheep aren’t afraid of shepherd dogs, but wolves are. Because when wolves see the comfortable life of shepherd dogs, they’ll consider giving up hunting and working hard, and eventually become domesticated.”

“Asakura-sama, please don’t always say things that are hard to understand, okay? Although I can understand, it’s still a bit of a detour…”

Momo pretended to be angry and then pinched Asakura Yuu’s face.

Asakura Yuu held her hand, “Why do you always find excuses to pinch my face lately?”

“…Huh? Is it weird?” Momo let go of his hand, “It’s just a way to show affection.”

“What did you think I meant by what I said earlier?”

Asakura Yuu stood up, preparing to water the plants in the courtyard.

“Not wanting to follow the crowd, not wanting to become a foolish ordinary person… and stuff like that?”

“That’s about half right.”

“So, what did you mean exactly?”

“Do you know how wolves can eat more sheep?”

“You’re speaking in riddles again, Asakura-sama, you’re so annoying!”

The answer is… to wear a sheepskin.

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The headquarters of arrogant people are hated by others because most arrogant people don’t have enough talent.

But even if you have talent, you’ll be envied by others, and they’ll give you nasty nicknames, like… ‘Pochi’.

They’ll magnify your weaknesses, and any peculiarity of yours won’t escape their notice.

This is too scary.

So, I decided to disguise myself as a sheep, hide my fangs, stop my howling and drooling.

I imitated the behavior of sheep, imitated their sounds, and even started eating grass.

Of course, I reminded myself, you’re a wolf, you’re not a sheep, your goal is to kill these sheep, you’re just hiding for now, waiting until you sharpen your claws, and then this flock of sheep will be at your mercy.

Yeah, it’s a pretty good plan.

I planned to achieve this goal in junior high and set new plans in high school.

Like, becoming the sun or the moon?

……Excerpt from (Asakura Yuu’s elementary school 4th-grade diary)

Yeah, it’s better to treat middle school syndrome early, or it won’t be easy to cure.

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