Shimotsuki-san Likes the Mob (WN)

r what connection you two are talking about, but … I don’t feel the need for me to go.”

I resisted, but my will was stomped out with the next words.

“This is not my will, Kotaro, but your ‘mother’s’.”

–With that statement, my mother’s words came to mind in my mind.

“I don’t expect anything more from you.”

The words of disappointment are still etched in my mind.

“…”

My body slumped.

My throat choked, my thoughts dulled, and I felt unexpectedly sick.

Perhaps my body is rejecting the trauma of my childhood.

As if to push me into a corner, Kurumizawa-san explained the current situation to me.

“Nakayama, I’m sorry? It may not be a very good sentiment, but… my father is quite a famous person.
I’ve been allowed to use that power this time.”

“… What do you mean?”

“I heard that the company your parents run is in a bit of a pinch.
Chisato Ichijo here asked for help from the company my father runs.
So this time, I used that to… create a forceful ‘connection’ between you and me.”

The content was somewhat abstract.

I don’t even know exactly how Kurumizawa-san and my aunt got to know each other… Anyway, all I know is that she was planning something to make a connection with me.

“I don’t really like using my father’s power … but I told you before, didn’t I? I want to be your ‘special’ by any means necessary.”

A single word of determination is hurled at me.

“If my feelings for you are to bear fruit, … I’ll use any trick I can to achieve it.”

Without any pretense, she is facing love with a lot of effort.

Against such strong feelings, I, who was now shaken, was unable to fight back.

In the end, I got into my aunt’s car without being able to argue any further.

It was at this point that the romantic comedy finally changed.

Finally, the story of Shiho and I was set in motion.