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[ENG] I Want to Make the Girls in My Class Cute with My Beauty Skill Volume 1 Chapter 13

 

Chapter 13: A-Rank Adventurer


​Next morning. Breakfast time at home.

​'Today, we’re interviewing three A-Rank adventurers from the <Tenchi Guild>.'

​The television displayed a trio of beautiful, rising-star adventurers. They took turns answering the interviewer’s questions with practiced ease.

​In this world, adventurers who possessed both strength and beauty were often invited to make television appearances. It was the kind of dream Hirose had once entertained himself.

I still can't believe Mizuki Housaka-san is Hibiki’s older cousin...

​Finding out he was related to a celebrity by marriage—or at least by blood—was a shock. It was surreal to have someone he’d admired from afar appear right in front of him, even if that encounter had been marred by her catching him in a rather... compromising position with Hibiki.

​'Which dungeon do you plan to tackle next?'

​'Let’s see,' Mizuki replied to the reporter. 'Probably a high-tier B-Rank dungeon.'

​'With the talent in the <Tenchi Guild>, a B-Rank dungeon sounds like it would be a walk in the park.'

​'While it’s true we’ve cleared that rank several times, complacency is the greatest enemy of any adventurer.'

​'Wonderful. Even with such a stellar track record, you remain so grounded. It’s hard to believe you’re still a high school student.'

​On screen, Mizuki spoke with a serious, dignified air. She seemed like a completely different person from the woman Hirose had met, and his impression of her shifted slightly.

​"I guess that’s what they call a 'public persona,'" he muttered to himself.

​Naturally, anyone would mind their manners in front of the cameras. But he suspected the bright, pushy personality he’d witnessed was her true self.

​After finishing breakfast, Hirose headed to school.

​"Hey, hey, can I call you Hirose too? Oh, and you can call me Himari or Hima!"

​"Then I’m calling you Hirose too," Umirin added, leaning in. "You can just call me Umirin. Thaaanks!"

​"I... Look, even if you’re okay with it, it’s a bit of a hurdle for me to just start using your first names," Hirose replied, feeling the pressure.

​Before homeroom, Hirose found himself completely surrounded by Himari and Umirin. They had hijacked the desks of students who hadn't arrived yet, sitting to his right and directly behind him.

​In the seat in front of him, Hirose’s friend, Yamato Kuzuhara, was staring at the scene, his jaw practically hitting the floor.

​"Hey, Hirose! What the hell did you do?! What’s going on here?!"

​"A lot... A lot happened, Yamato."

​"And you... you’ve changed lately. You look better, or like... you’ve shed a skin or something..."

(Well, technically, I did have a bit of 'skin' taken care of...)

​Yamato scrutinized Hirose’s face, but he couldn't quite pin down the reason for the change. Hirose’s skin was undeniably clearer, but that was the extent of his observation.

​"Kuzuhara, was it? You want to talk to us too?" Himari teased.

​"Huh?! Me?!"

​"Aw, look, his face is all red! Talk about a lucky break, huh? Ahaha!"

​The two girls giggled, clearly enjoying the way Yamato scrambled for words.

​"Hey! What do you think you’re doing?!"

​Just then, Hibiki arrived. The classroom door was wide open, and the first thing she saw was Hirose being cornered by her two best friends.

​Hibiki had planned to head straight to Hirose’s desk the moment she got to school. Seeing them beat her to the punch—and with her guy, no less—set her off.

​"Hey! Why are you guys talking to Hirose before I get to?!"

​She shouted it loud enough for the entire room to hear. The chatter in the classroom died down instantly as every eye turned toward them.

​"Wait, Takanashi...?"

​"Takanashi and Rindou? And why are Motoya and Ihara there too...?"

​"What did that guy do? He was a nobody last week."

​The obvious shift in the atmosphere drew everyone’s gaze to Hirose’s corner. Hibiki, however, couldn't have cared less.

​"What? You’re the one who said we should talk to him!" Himari countered.

​"Yeah. If Hibiki is talking to him, then obviously we are too," Umirin said with a shrug.

​"That’s not what I meant! I wanted to be the first one to talk to him today!"

​Bag still in hand, Hibiki stomped over to Hirose’s desk.

​"Kuzuhara-kun!"

​"Y-yes?!"

​"Switch seats!"

​"What?! Uh... okay."

​Yamato folded instantly under Hibiki’s sheer intensity and vacated his seat. It was a pitiful sight.

​With that, Hirose’s desk by the window was completely besieged by the three girls.

​"Listen, Hirose. You don't have to talk to these two, okay? Just focus on me."

​"C'mon, Hibiki. We’re all classmates. Don't be a hog," Himari teased.

​"Exactly. We have a right to talk to him too, don't we?"

​"Just go back to your seats already! Do you have any idea how much I was looking forward to talking to Hirose in class?!"

​"Hahaha..."

​Hirose could only offer a strained laugh as the three of them bickered.

​It didn't take long for the word to spread through the class: Hibiki and Hirose were dating.

​Everyone was asking "Why Takanashi?", but no one in that room knew the truth. Even Himari and Umirin didn't know the real story of how they’d ended up together.

​This event served as the catalyst that suddenly catapulted Hirose to the very top of the class’s social hierarchy.


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  • Kakeru
    Kakeru
    21/5/26 00:05
    These last 2 chapters felt so short... What the heck author?
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