Kawaikereba Hentai demo Suki ni Natte Kuremasu ka? Volume 5 Chapter 5

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How to create an interesting shoujo manga

Part 1:

Once the 4th period of classes ended, rather than taking out his lunch, Keiki went to check if he had gotten any new emails.

“…No replies, huh?”

The same result as all the times he had checked before. He had sent an email to a certain individual, and was still waiting for the response. He locked his screen and jammed his phone back into his pocket in frustration, and his friend Shouma came walking towards him, also holding his smartphone in his hands.

“Have you gotten a reply?”

“Nope. What about you, Shouma?”

“Same here. What’s happened with Mao-chan?”

“This makes it the fourth day…”

In this current week, Mao had not been to school once. Today was already Thursday, and it was her fourth consecutive absence from school.

“Nanjou skipping school like this has never happened before. The teachers said that she wasn’t feeling well, but she should at least write a reply if she has a cold…”

The recent weather with wildly fluctuating temperatures made it very possible for one to catch a cold, so of course they would be worried about her.

“I guess I’ll go visit her after classes today.”

“Ahhh, I think I’ll pass. I think Mao-chan would be happier if you went alone, Keiki.”

“What are you on about? She’d definitely be happier if you came with me.”

“Ahh, if it’s worker-mode Mao-chan then maybe you’re right.”

They were talking about the fact that Mao was a BL-loving fujoshi. If she saw Shouma and Keiki having a good time together, she would be back in good spirits in no time.

“But the young-maiden-mode Mao-chan is a bit different.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m saying that she wouldn’t want me there.”

I don’t really get it. But if Shouma says so, then so be it.

And thus, it was decided that Keiki would be the only one to pay Mao a visit.

After classes ended, Keiki immediately made his way towards the flat where Mao lived. Though it wasn’t exactly new or beautiful to look at, the five-floor building still had its own rustic sort of charm.

“…I haven’t been here since our date during summer vacation.”

Back then, their goal had been to collect data for her shoujo manga. Mao had been scouted by an editor for a monthly magazine, who asked her to write a one-shot. In order to gather the necessary information about what it felt like to have a boyfriend, she had asked Keiki to become her fake boyfriend for the day. At the end of that date, he accompanied her home to this very flat in front of him. As for that shoujo manga, Mao had been busy throughout the whole summer vacation—

“That reminds me, the release of the magazine she’s featured in should be right around the corner. Or is it already in stores?”

Keiki had heard something about that on the day of the sports festival, but that was the only time. Keiki decided to ask her about that later.

“Anyway, there’s no use in standing here.”

He already bought several snacks and drinks for Mao from the convenience store close by. All that was left was to go on the attack. Stepping inside the building, Keiki immediately made his way to the elevator. He had gotten the room number from Mizuha, who had stayed over at Mao’s home a few times already. He pressed the button for the 4th floor without hesitation. At the end of the ride, Keiki stepped onto the hallway. His goal was room number 406.

“…This should be it.”

He rang the bell and waited for a few seconds, and a familiar voice answered from the speaker.

“—Hello, who is this?”

“Ah, it’s me. I’m Mao-san’s friend Kiryuu.”

“Kiryuu?! W-W-W-W-Why are you here?!”

He could clearly hear his classmate panicking through the speaker. This might be the first time she had panicked this much just from him stating his name.

“Mao isn’t here right now! Please go away!”

“Hey?! You’re totally Mao! I know from your voice!”

“Just go home! I don’t want to see your face right now!”

“Oiiii?! Why does it feel like I’ve been rejected without even confessing to you?!”

The boy and girl started fighting over the speaker. Though Keiki didn’t know the reason, Mao didn’t seem like she would open the door anytime soon.

If you’re playing like that, then I have my own ideas!

Though Keiki didn’t want to use it, he had no other choice now. Once he had finished his preparations, the operation started immediately.

“………Nnnn? Shouma…? What are you doing?”

“—Eh? Akiyama is with you?”

Of course he wasn’t. However, Keiki was acting as if he was.

“H-Hey, what are you, stop?! Don’t take of my pants… What are you thinking?! H-Hey, don’t just gulp on it in broad daylight… Haaaaaaan?!”

“W-What are you doing?! What are you guys doing?!”

“Save me, Nanjou! Shouma’s going to take me to heaven at this rateeeee!!!”

“I can’t miss out on something like this…!”

In that moment, a rather manly voice rang out from the speaker, and it was turned off. Shortly after, running sounds could be heard from inside, only for the door to suddenly be thrown wide open.

“Kiryuu! Akiyama! What are you doing in front of my home?!”

The person who came out was Mao, wearing casual clothes, her reddish-brown hair spilling down her back, holding a digital camera in her hands.

“Akiyama isn’t here?! Kiryuu, you liar!”

“Of course I was lying!”

If that really happened, it would have been the end of the world.

“But I’m glad to see that you’re in good spirits.”

“Kiryuu…”

Though he felt like he had to sacrifice something important to him, he could see that his friend wasn’t seriously ill, so Keiki decided that it had been worth it in the end.

“…Well, now that you’re here, there’s no reason to send you home. It’s my fault for not answering your emails, too. Just come in for now.”

“Sorry for intruding~”

It was his first time entering Mao’s apartment. After moving deeper into the living room, she directed him to sit down on the sofa there. When he gave Mao the emergency rations he had brought with him, she returned a calm “Thank you” and put them in the fridge. Shortly afterwards, she brought some cups with her, filled with cool tea.

“I need about ten minutes to prepare, so wait here for now.”

“Prepare for what?”

“Necessary things for a girl.”

Around ten minutes after she left the living room, Mao returned. Her hair was in her usual side tail, and she had changed into clothes that looked pretty cute.

“I-I can’t let a boy see my appearance when I let my guard down…”

“Y-Yeah…”

Because she suddenly said something so maiden-like, Keiki’s heart started beating faster. At the same time, he felt bad that he hadn’t shown any delicacy even though he was visiting a girl’s home. But he ignored that and brought up the main reason for his visit.

“So, Nanjou. You’ve been absent from school for four days now, right?”

From the looks of it, she wasn’t sick in the slightest. However, Keiki could still see traces of where she must have been crying before. Though it looked like she had tried to hide them with makeup, those red circles made Keiki’s chest hurt even more.

“It’s fine, I’m not sick or anything. I’ve just been feeling a bit lackluster about life and everything for these past few days.”

“No I’d totally call that being sick. An illness of the heart. What in the world happened?”

“…Well, I guess that Kiryuu’s not exactly an outsider in all of this. I’ll tell you in my room, okay?”

Mao got up, and Keiki followed her out of the living room. After going down the hallway, they entered the room with the name plate ‘Mao.’ Unlike a boy’s room, her room was filled with a sweet aroma. Whether it was the bed or desk, everything was neatly put in its place. Even the toy penguin he had gotten for her during their date was present. Her room looked like a normal girl’s. The only difference were the manga materials lying on top of her desk.

“Just have a seat over there.”

“Yeah…”

A bit nervous, Keiki sat down on a cushion with stiff movements. Mao picked up something from the desk and put it down on the table in front of Keiki. It was an issue of the ‘Monthly Elizabeth’, which he had heard about before. Specifically, he knew that it was a monthly magazine for shoujo manga.

“This is the magazine that published my manga.”

“Ahhh, you should’ve just told me that I could buy it and I would have.”

“As if… I could tell you that.”

“Nanjou…?”

Mao spoke in a subdued voice. Seeing that he was unable to follow the situation, Mao showed Keiki her smartphone.

“You’ll understand it once you see this.”

“What’s this? Reviews?”

What was shown on the screen looked to be a review site. And he saw many comments that read as follows.

‘Did you see the manga from Minami Maho-sensei?’

‘Yeah, totally did. ‘Just shut up and say that you love me!’ was it?’

‘Exactly that one. It was so boring, right?’

‘Right, right lol. The drawings were pretty good, but the content was just so meh. Idk how to describe it. It was normal?’

‘Yeah, no climax, no punch line, no nothing, really.’

‘The title was also all over the place. Do you want him to shut up or not, make up your mind lol.’

‘Minami-sensei really should stick with BL!’

‘Agreed lol~’

“This is…”

A tsunami of critique ensued. He only skimmed through them, but they seemed to be completely endless.

“As you can see, those are the reviews of my shoujo manga. Saturday was the release, see. I immediately went for an ego search online.”

“Ego search… so you looked up reviews and impressions about yourself?”

“Yeah, but when it comes to authors, we look up our works rather than ourselves.”

“…And then you saw this storm of critique.”

As far as Keiki could tell, Mao’s manga had been pretty harshly critiqued online.

The story was average at best, the hero was way too normal, and other such critiques. All of which would certainly cut deep into a creator’s heart…

“…Haah, I was treated like a goddess in the doujin world, but now look where I’ve ended up.”

“But this was your first shoujo manga right? It’s a genre you’re not used to, so I think it’s fine for you to not pay too much attention to it, you know?”

“It has nothing to do with it being my first. This is the world of professionals. Skill and talent are everything. There are authors who have won the first place of a contest with their very first work, after all.”

“Still…”

It’s true that, whatever field you choose for an example, inhuman people like that always exist. Keiki wanted to tell her that only looking upwards wouldn’t do her any good, but she probably wouldn’t be satisfied with just that.

“If you’re that troubled by it, then you could’ve just not looked up reviews.”

“…I can’t help it, can I? Of course the creator would be interested in the reception of something he worked really hard on.”

“I know what you mean, but…”

“And, now that it’s released, running away from the ratings won’t do me any good.”

“…I see. Nanjou is a pro, after all.”

Though the impressions for this project were negative, she was still a professional in this market.

“But since it’s a manga that came into life thanks to your help, Kiryuu, I really wanted to make this a success.”

“Nanjou…”

“Well, it’s not all bad. I understand now that I still lack experience, so I just have to work on my mistakes, and not make the same ones in my next work.”

Mao said that with a smile and a light tone of voice.

“I’ll work hard in the next one. When that time comes, you’d better buy it, Kiryuu. I’ll definitely draw an interesting manga. And then… then…”

“…Nanjou?”

The girl in front of him started crying. Though she had tried to hide it, she had probably been crying this whole time inside her heart.

“…A-Ah? Uwa, why am I…?”

She hurriedly tried to wipe away her tears, but they wouldn’t stop. Big, round tears were falling to the ground.

“No… You’re wro— I’m not…!”

“It’s okay, Nanjou.”

Not able to just watch her try to hold back her tears, Keiki softly brought down his hand on her head and gently embraced her.

“It’s fine already… You don’t have to hold back.”

“Kiryuu… Uu… Wahhhh!”

Her head pushed into Keiki’s chest, Mao started crying like a little child. There was no way her shock would disappear after just four days like that. Judging from her red eyes, she probably had been crying the whole time. Even so, she had tried to put on a strong face, holding back in front of Keiki. But all he could do was pat her on the head while she let everything out.

After around ten minutes had passed, Mao separated from Keiki in a flustered manner.

“…I’m sorry for crying like that.”

“It’s fine.”

“No, umm… your uniform is all wet now.”

“I don’t mind. That just shows me how serious you are about all of this.”

“…Kiryuu, you really are kind,” Mao said, laughing.

This time it was a real, genuine smile.

“Ahhh, even though I was so confident.”

“But it’s not like your editor reprimanded you about it or anything, right?”

“No… He actually said that he believed in the success of my next manga…”

“See?”

“But, to make a new manga with these feelings is…”

“Well, I can see how you’d lose your motivation to draw after those critiques.”

Even a non-mangaka like Keiki could imagine the shock she had received.

“So what are you going to do from here on out, Nanjou?”

“I… I don’t want to give up yet. Not like this.”

“I see.”

“But I don’t know what I should do now! I don’t know how to make it any more interesting! Ahhhh, for crying out loud! What should I do about thiiiiis~! Ahhh…!”

“I’m glad to see that you’ve gotten your energy back at least, haha.”

Hitting her cushion like that was definitely better than crying.

“This is probably what they call a slump…”

…Wait, isn’t this a chance?

Keiki’s current goal was to turn the perverts from the calligraphy club into normal girls. If Keiki played it well, he could pull Mao away from her wicked BL love, make her focus on drawing normal shoujo manga, and turn her from a fujoshi into a normal girl you could find anywhere. If he did that, he wouldn’t have to worry about being used as BL reference material again.

“Alright! In for a penny, out for a pound. I’ll help you out, so let’s create an interesting shoujo manga!”

“Why is Kiryuu the one who seems the most motivated?”

And thus, it was decided that Keiki would help Mao create a shoujo manga.

Part 2:

It was the following day, Friday, after classes had ended. A group of four boys and girls could be seen in the classroom of class 2B. Sitting around a joined set of four tables, Mao and Keiki were next to each other, facing the couple consisting of Shouma and Koharu.

“I see. So you want to create an interesting shoujo manga.”

“Yeah. I definitely don’t want to be criticized like that anymore. That’s why I want to ask for help from both of you as well.”

“For shoujo manga, you can’t be missing proper love material. Since the two of you are an official couple now, we hoped that we could hear your experiences and advice on that topic.”

“Official couple you say…? That’s a bit embarrassing,” said the upperclassman, putting her hands on her cheeks, fidgeting in a flustered manner.

In order to create an interesting shoujo manga, Keiki had advised Mao to ask more informed people for data. When it came to BL manga, Mao was without a doubt an expert, but her experience was severely lacking when it came to shoujo manga. In order to make up for that lack of experience, they planned to ask other people who had more experience when it came to love and relationships.

“Ootori-senpai, I’m sorry about this. Making you put up with this just for my own sake.”

“Don’t worry about it. I do love shoujo manga, myself, so I’d be glad to help a mangaka out.”

Her great shoujo manga collection came as a saving grace when Keiki had to prepare for his amusement park date back then with Sayuki, so he thought that Koharu might be a reliable person to ask.

“Actually, I bought the issue of ‘Monthly’s Elizabeth’ where your manga was featured, and took the liberty to read through it.”

“And… How is it?”

“Let’s see. Measuring it from sweetness, it’s still lacking.”

“Uuu… I thought so…”

“But the psychological depiction was very well fleshed out, and both the drawings and the composition weren’t bad either. The major weak point is that the story is very commonplace, and not all that unique.”

“So making it a pure love story really was bad…”

“I won’t say that it’s necessarily bad or anything, but the ups and downs were missing, and I could see myself getting bored fairly easily.”

While Koharu was giving professional advice, Shouma was lost in thought.

“What exactly is lacking then that would make Mao-chan’s manga more interesting?”

“Good question. Whether it be shounen or shoujo manga, in order to make the story interesting, you need a spice called ‘impact’, or ‘provocation.’ Just by being aware of this, I think you can make it far better than it is now.”

“…It’s true that my manga was missing a bit of impact,” nodded Mao, enthusiastically taking notes in her notebook.

It looked like the well-informed Koharu’s advice would be useful for the future.

“Uhm… Ootori-senpai? Can I call you ‘Master’?”

“Master?”

“My master for shoujo manga. I’d be happy if I could ask you for advice again…”

“Yes, I’d be glad to help again.”

And with that, the master – pupil relationship was established.

“They seem to be having fun, alright.”

“Right?”

When the girl’s relationship grew stronger, Keiki returned to the topic at hand.

“Alrighto, then, time to start collecting the data—”

After their meeting ended, Keiki and Mao headed towards the clubroom building.

“To think that Master was Akiyama’s stalker at one point…”

“I was also really surprised about that.”

Anybody would be surprised after seeing the huge collection of pictures that only showed Shouma’s face.

“Did their story help you a bit?”

“I don’t know. I don’t think I can really implement all of that stalking stuff… Well, hearing about Koharu’s long-term unrequited love really hit deep though. It made my heart skip a beat too.”

“Well, from how I see it, Koharu-senpai is really cute, after all.”

“…Are you a lolicon too?”

“You’re wrong, okay?”

“Ahahaha. I know, I know.”

After teasing Keiki a bit, Mao’s expression turned serious again as she continued.

“You know, after listening to Master’s story, I thought about this. Maybe I was just drawing what I wanted to, without caring about what the readers would enjoy… It’s probably because I lack experience.”

“Then you just have to get some from here on out.”

“…Yeah, I’ll do my best.”

“Then up next are the calligraphy club members.”

Like this, the data-gathering session with Minami Maho-sensei and her assistant started. The first person they asked for advice was the person writing characters in the clubroom: Tokihara Sayuki.

“A male character than can make your heart beat faster in a shoujo manga? Well well, that’d have to be a super fiendish hardcore sadist of course. She would kick the girl without hesitation, or sexually harass the heroine… a prince like that would be the best!”

“That character is a bit too abnormal, so that one’s rejected.”

“That would fit better in a seinen magazine.”

Next was the library, to ask Koga Yuika for her opinion about the best approach.

“Good situations in a shoujo manga that make you excited? That’s easy! It has to be when a normally strong, confident man crawls down on the floor and is kicked by a girl younger than him!”

“Yuika-chan, what manga do you normally read?”

“Yuika’s got a cute face, but she has quite the personality inside, I see.”

And lastly, they talked to Kiryuu Mizuha, but since she had already gone home, they had to ask her over the phone.

「If you’re doing a manga, then it definitely has to be about a forbidden love relationship between siblings. If the older brother is an olging pervert, that’d be the best. I want him to look at me with indecent eyes as if he’s licking my naked body all over.」

“Umm, she mixed her own wishes in there halfway through. Nii-san is worried about Mizuha here.”

“…This is completely different from the Mizuha I know.”

With that, the interviews with the different club members ended. When they returned to the classroom, Mao sat on a chair next to the desk. She seemed exhausted.

“…To be honest, it feels like we were totally asking the wrong people here.”

“That’s true, yeah. But that was just the preliminary round. The real deal’s gonna be from here on out.”

“Eh? We’re gonna continue?”

“It’s someone not from the club, but it’s fine. I already have an appointment.”

“…And who is it with?”

In response to that question, Keiki gave an ominous grin.

The location for their meeting was the same cat café they had visited a few days prior during the incident when they suspected Shouma of cheating. When they entered, the short-haired Asahi waved as she called out to them.

“Kei-kun, over here!”

“I’m sorry, we were late even though I was the one to call you here.”

“Don’t worry about it. We just came here a bit early.”

Next to Asahi, the semi-long-haired Yuuhi flashed them a kind smile. While Keiki started chatting with the two female university students, Mao gently pulled in his uniform.

“Uhm… Kiryuu? Who are these two?”

“They’re Shouma’s older sisters.”

“Really?”

“Yeah~ I’m the older sister, Akiyama Asahi~”

“And I’m Yuuhi. Me and Asahi-chan are twin sisters, you see.”

“Umm, nice to meet you. I am Kiryuu’s classmate, Nanjou Mao.”

“Mao-chan, huh? Anyways, go ahead and take a seat. Ah, Mao-chan, what do you want to order? this place’s café latte is really delicious, you know?”

“If you like sweets, I’d recommend the cheesecake~”

“Ah, is that so?”

Although Mao was now seated, she still couldn’t calm down when faced by the rather assertive twins. Keiki guessed that she probably wasn’t used to this much social interaction. While Mao was busy acting like a shy cat, Yuuhi asked her a rather blunt question.

“Mao-chan. Are you Kei-chan’s girlfriend?”


“Eh?! N-No, it’s not like that.”

“Ah, is that so? I think that you two are a good match.”

“A good match?!”

Keiki thought that it was refreshing to see Mao being teased like that. After the beverages they had ordered arrived, they finally started discussing the main topic.

“So. Kei-kun said something about collecting data from us?”

“Yes. Nanjou is working on shoujo manga. We wanted to hear your love stories in order to help make it even more interesting.”

“Ahhhh, I see. Sure, why not? It sounds interesting enough.”

“Yeah, it sounds fun.”

So their standard for judgement was if something is interesting or not.

“But I’m not sure if I can really live up to your expectations. I don’t have much experience in that regard.”

“Is that so? That’s kind of unexpected.”

“You know how it’s always been about Shou-kun for me?”

“Yeah…”

Keiki was once more reminded of the fact that these sisters were serious brocons. When she heard Asahi’s statement, Mao whispered to Keiki in a quiet voice.

“…Is it possible that Asahi-san is a brocon?”

“She’s the real deal. Yuuhi-san, too.”

“Ehh…?”

“I’m an Onee-chan who dearly loves her younger brother~”

“Me too~”

In response to Mao’s unease, the two twins gave idol-like peace signs. As a result, the high schooler looked rather troubled. Asahi put one finger on her lips. “Hmm…”

“Well, if you really want to hear something, then this Onee-chan here sniffed her younger brother’s underwear one time. She’s also kissed him in his sleep and that sort of thing…”

“Those are things that I would rather not use as a reference….”

“It feels like she wants to tell us about them or something…”

Both Keiki and Mao looked at Asahi in awe. They also felt deep sadness for Shouma, who had to put up with such a brocon older sister.

“I guess it’s Yuuhi-chan’s turn, then.”

“I don’t mean to brag, but I have a lot of experience when it comes to this sort of thing. Just ask me anything.”

“So she says, Mao. Ask away.”

“Ah, yeah…”

Prompted by Keiki, Mao brought out her notebook and a pencil.

“Umm… then can I hear about your first love?”

“Oh, I expected as much. But my first love was Shou-chan, so how about the person who came after that?”

“Ah, yes… that’s fine.”

Mao’s face twitched, but Yuuhi continued without paying any attention.

“My first love was back in grade school.”

“……Eh?”

“With the homeroom teacher I had, inside the science preparation room, after class—”

“Stop stop stop! What are you on about?!”

“What do you mean? I’m talking about my first time.”

“Your first time?! Didn’t you just say that you were in grade school?!”

Because her confession was so over-the-top, even Mao ended up yelling at her. Keiki spit out the coffee that was in his mouth.

In essence, Yuuhi’s description of her first time was too lively, so it couldn’t be used as any sort of reference.

“My my my. What a strong impact I had even on a high school student.”

“Honestly, it even got my heart racing.”

Unlike the little sister, the pure Asahi-oneechan’s face was bright red, and she was fidgeting.

“If the story about my first experience is no good, then I don’t know what else to say.”

“Ah, then how about we tell her about that Valentine’s day back then with Shou-kun?”

“Valentine’s Day…?”

As soon as that word came up, Keiki had a bad premonition. Especially because he had heard about the Akiyama family’s ‘Valentine’s incident’ from Shouma himself already.

“When Shou-kun was in middle school, me and Yuuhi-chan wanted to give him some chocolate, right? Doing it normally wouldn’t have been any fun, so we put chocolate all over our naked bodies, and lay in wait for Shou-kun to go take a bath. Then we attacked—”

“Kiryuuuuu?! What’s wrong with these people?!”

“…I’m sorry.”

Mao had hoped to hear something normal, like girl’s talk about past love, but certainly not anything like this.

“Shou-kun’s face was so red back then, and he looked so cute when he got angry at us… Haaah… Haaaah…”

“Asahi-chan. You’re drooling.”

While Yuuhi wiped away the drool on her sisters face, the two high school students could only sigh in resignation.

After the interview with the twins ended, they listened to them talk about whatever came to mind (mostly their little brother), and after two long hours, they were finally freed. It had already gotten dark outside, and the tired Keiki and Mao were resting in a nearby park, sitting on a bench next to each other.

“…Nanjou, did you learn anything from that?”

“…Is that a serious question?”

“…Yeah, I thought not.”

Whether it be the club members or the twins, they couldn’t help but think that they had asked the wrong people.

“…I wonder if Yuuhi-san’s first time was really in grade school?”

“W-Who knows?”

Keiki certainly wished that it was nothing more than a joke, but her description of it was rather specific, so he sadly couldn’t deny it outright.

“Still, this isn’t going how I’d hoped.”

“Yeah, you’re right… Haaah…”

“By the way, Nanjou.”

“Hmmm?”

“Shouma finally got together with Koharu. Are you going to try to get between them?”

“Eh?”

“You said that you joined the calligraphy club in order to make sure that I wouldn’t get touchy with any girls, right? That if I went out with someone, the time I could spend with Shouma would decrease, and you would lose your BL source for inspiration.”

“Ahhh, I did say something like that.”

Thinking back to it, this was the main reason why Mao had joined the calligraphy club. In order to make sure that her BL model Keiki wouldn’t go out with anyone, and to obstruct anybody from making their move on him.

“Isn’t it problematic for you now that Shouma and Koharu-senpai are going out?”

“No. Not really, I guess.”

“Eh, really? Why?”

“I wonder? Do you have any idea?”

Mao looked at Keiki as if she was testing him.

“No, I don’t have a clue.”

“That’s just like Kiryuu.”

“What do you mean?!”

“I’ll keep it a secret for now. I’ll tell you the answer if I ever feel like it.”

“What’s up with that…?”

Once again Keiki realized that he had no idea how girls thought.

…But there’s gotta be another reason why she’s keeping it a secret, right?

He was really intrigued, but there was no helping it if she refused to tell him.

“Anyway, the shoujo manga has priority right now.”

“Though it doesn’t feel like we’ve made much progress today.”

“We did, though. I even got myself a master.”

“Yeah, you guys even exchanged email addresses.”

Koharu’s talent was the ability to become friends with almost anyone. She also seemed to be email buddies with Sayuki, and because Mizuha had helped out at her stall at the summer festival, they also contacted each other from time to time.

“An interesting manga, huh… Master said that I would have to put in something impactful.”

“How about using the club members as inspiration? A hardcore sadist, a fiendish boy or a forbidden love… Any of those might make an impact, right?”

“It’s not a bad idea, but neither the sadistic boy nor the forbidden relationship really are anything new. They feel pretty average.”

Whether it be between siblings, or between a teacher and student, stories with forbidden relationships occurred more often than one would think.

“It’s not like normal is bad, but I’d like something that really surprises the reader, or something that just flies in the face of common sense.”

“Hmm…”

An amateur like Keiki certainly couldn’t come up with anything like that. The only thing that came to his mind was how his daily life had been thrown into chaos these past few months.

“Speaking of which… The members of the calligraphy club do all lack common sense.”

“Fueh?!”

The moment Keiki’s comment reached Mao’s ears, she let out a very un-Mao-like shriek. She immediately grabbed Keiki by his shoulders.

“Kiryuu! What did you just say?!”

“Eh? I’m saying that the members of the calligraphy club really lack common sense… Something like that.”

“That’s it!”


“What is?!”

Without responding to the confused Keiki, Mao hurriedly picked up her bag and grabbed Keiki’s hand.

“Please come with me!”

“Huh? Where?”


“A hotel.”

“………Eh!?”

Mao invited him out to a grown-up night date.

In the end, Keiki really was brought to a hotel room by his female classmate. The room wasn’t necessarily large, but it had a refrigerator, an assortment of household materials, and, of course, only one bed.

“For now, take a seat.”

“Y-Yeah…”

Mao told him to sit, but her bag was already on the room’s single chair, so Keiki reluctantly sat down on the bed.

“S-So, Nanjou, what are we going to do now?”

“What do you mean? There’s only one thing we would do after coming here, right?”

Loosening the ribbon of her uniform, Mao walked up to the bed. Crawling forward with both of her hands on the white sheet, she slowly approached Keiki, making him able to catch glimpses of her underwear.

“…Hey, Kiryuu?”

“Y-Yesh!?”

“I won’t let you sleep today, alright?”

“Yeeesh!?”

“Since we don’t have any school tomorrow, we can do it all night long.”

“All night?!”

“Now then, how about you let it all out?”

“Let what out, exactly?!”

“Your experiences you’ve had so far. What else?”

“…? My experiences?”

Keiki calmed down immediately. Mao sat down on top of the bed next to him.

“Wait, so why do you want to know about my experiences?”

“To collect data, of course. I’m asking you to tell me about every incident that has happened between you and the other club members so far.”

“Ehhhh?”

“This was something we totally overlooked, right? I think that Kiryuu can be my number one source for data.”

“No… Umm, excuse me?”

“A normal boy in the middle of a club full of perverts. Isn’t that so far removed from common sense that it might actually work?”

“Nanjou… You…?”

“Really, how blind have I been up until now? To think that the greatest source of material had been right next to me all along.”

“So you even plan to use me as your shoujo manga model!?”

“Of course!”

She said that with a bright smile. Keiki should have realized that something was off when they had checked into a normal business hotel.

“Now, Kiryuu. Whether it be the club prez, Yuika, or Mizuha, I want to hear everything that’s happened between you and them.”

“I don’t wanna!”

“So basically, something embarrassing has happened to you with all of them?”

“Uwaaaah?! Why am I such an idiooooooooooooooooot?!”

This was really bad for Keiki. He felt like it would only get worse the more he talked.

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell a soul about this.”

“But you’re going to put it in your manga, right?!”

“I won’t make it a one-to-one correlation, okay? I just want to know what Kiryuu has felt like, since he’s close to every single one of them. I really feel like this is necessary for me to grow.”

“Nanjou…”

“Will you… Help me?”

Her eyes were serious. No, Nanjou Mao was always serious. In contrast to the first impression she gave, she was earnest, and she wouldn’t hurt someone else just for her own benefit. She was a girl who would see things through to the end, no matter the result.

“…Ahhh, fine. I guess that I was the one who offered to help.”

“Yay~!”

When he saw Mao acting like that, Keiki’s cheeks loosened.

“But why a hotel? My home would’ve been a fine place to talk, right?”

“Mizuha is at your place, and Mama will come home sooner or later at mine, so we really can’t spend the night at either of our places.”

“Why is it a given that this will take us all night?”

“Because telling me about the escapades of every club member is going to take a pretty long while, right?”

“That’s true. But how about splitting it up into sessions or something?”

“That’s no good.”

“Why?”

When he asked her that, Mao showed him a radiant smile—

“Because right now is perfectly fine! I feel the most motivated right now!”

“……”

Though he didn’t want to admit it, her smile was making his heart race. Her straightforward mannerisms, not fake in the slightest, were the most charming part of her.

“…Alright, I’ll stay with you today.”

Unable to decline while those sparkling eyes were looking at him, Keiki gave a slight nod. But there were some preparations that they had to make first. Namely, to inform their families that they would be out for the night. They both decided to write an email, saying ‘I’m staying over at a friend’s house’.

“Now then, it all started with the cleaning operation that day. I stayed behind to clean up the rest. When I came back to the empty classroom—”

He started talking about himself and the other club members. These were stories that were so absurd that they should never leave the room.

“I found a suspicious looking letter with no name, addressed at me, with a pair of pure white panties on top—”

And like that, Keiki continued to describe what had happened up to that point.

After he had found the love letter back in May, he had worked his hardest to figure out the identity of Cinderella. He had figured out the club members’ secret personalities in the process, and all sorts of trouble had followed as a result. Such as how Sayuki didn’t wear panties during their amusement park date. Such as how Yuika caught Keiki looking through her panties, and forced him to become her slave for a week. And when Keiki had revealed Mizuha’s identity when everyone went to the pool together. Though he didn’t mention the fact that Mizuha stole his first kiss.

By the time Keiki finished telling Mao everything, it was close to 4am in the morning.

“So Mizuha was Cinderella all that time, huh?”

“Yeah, and she turned out to be quite the pervert as well.”

“I didn’t know about any of that.”

“I’d be pretty bad if you did. Nanjou was a Cinderella candidate too, after all.”

“That’s true, I guess… And what kind of motive is that? Working that hard just because you desperately want a girlfriend.”

“I’m sorry for being honest with my desires.”

“You really are a bad guy. All of that stuff happened in the process, right? Like fondling the club prez’s breasts, and seeing Yuika naked.”

“Every single accident had its own set of circumstances, okay?”

“To think that you were raising flags with all of those impure girls all along.”

“I wasn’t raising any flags, okay?”

Rather, Keiki wished that all of those flags would just disappear, and soon.

“But thank you. That turned into some great reference material.”

“I’m glad I was able to help.”

With that, the data-collecting was over, and a soft yawn escaped Keiki’s mouth.

“Kiryuu, you can go ahead and sleep. I’ll wake you up at noon.”

“What about you?”

“I’ll work on my storyboard. I’m really hyped right now. My inspiration is at its peak.”

“I see. Then I’ll take you up on that offer.”

“Yeah. Don’t worry, I won’t inspect your banana while you’re asleep.”

“The fact that you brought it up makes me worried, though!”

But no matter how worried he was, Keiki’s consciousness slowly starting to drift off into the land of dreams, and his eyes were heavy as she collapsed backwards onto the bed.

“I’ll turn off the lights, okay?”

“Yeah, thank you~”

The lights faded, and only the light at the desk where Mao was working was left. He gazed at her back as she started her work—

“…Do your best.”

He muttered these soft words, and he closed his eyes to the sound of her pencil moving across the paper.

Part 3:

After Keiki fell asleep, Mao continued to work on her storyboard. Countless ideas were flooding her mind, and her pencil wouldn’t stop. She had fun. So much fun that she forgot about the time. The white pages of her sketchbook started to fill at an alarming speed. And just around the time when the sun was starting to rise—

“………It’s done.”

On top of the desk where she was sitting was a finished shoujo manga storyboard. The protagonist was a normal female high school student who simply wished to experience normal love. Around her, various charming boys appeared, and just when she began to have hopes for them, it turned out that all of the boys were perverts. It was a rom-com, with the protagonist trying to fight off the approaches of the various men.

“…Yeah, this definitely is interesting.”

The title of her new work was ‘Would you be able to fall in love with a pervert if he was an ikemen?’. It was a mess, yes, but it perfectly described what the story was about. While she read through it once more, a smile appeared on Mao’s face. The manga she had created was something that came into existence because she had wanted it to. In the BL doujin industry, that had always worked for her. That was why she had thought that she would be able to achieve the same results by repeating that process, only switching the genre to shoujo.

“Even though that’s too good to be true…”

And, the person who had made her realize how different shoujo manga is from BL manga was—

“Hey, Kiryuu? I’m done! Hurry and wake up so that you can praise me.”

Mao walked over to the bed and gently shook his shoulders, but he showed no signs of waking up.

“This guy… He’s not waking up at all.”

Though it was probably because she had forced him to pull all-nighter, and he wasn’t used to it. Still, Mao hoped that he would get up soon and take a look at her storyboard.

“Making such a cute sleeping face… Kiryuu, you’re not as plain looking as you think you are.”

For some reason, this boy’s sense of self-worth was way too low. Though he certainly couldn’t measure up to their ikemen friend, his facial features weren’t as bad as he always claimed.

“Even though a girl loves you this much, you don’t realize it at all…”

But Mao would hate it even more if Keiki actually understood a girl’s heart.

“Well…”

After hesitating for a bit, Mao sat down on the edge of the bed.

“…Staying like this for a bit longer shouldn’t be a problem.”

This boy had seen various girls in their underwear, or even in their birthday suit. So Mao thought that it was fine for her to enjoy his sleeping face a bit longer.

When Keiki opened his eyes, he was greeted by Mao’s face, which was almost close enough for their foreheads to touch each other.

“Good morning, Kiryuu.”

“Morning… Wuh, Ehhhhhh?!”

Keiki jumped up, startled.

“Ahahah, Kiryuu, you were way too surprised.”

While she let out a heartfelt laugh, Mao pulled her body away from him and sat down. She was wrapped in a bathrobe, and her brownish-red hair was let down. The sight of her completely blew away any sleepiness left in Keiki.

“W-Why was I sleeping next to Nanjou?”

“Because you were occupying the bed the entire time. I pretty sleepy too, you know.”

“Ahh, sorry about that.”

The circumstances finally came back to Keiki. About how they had stayed in the same room for the night. After finally calming himself down, Keiki sat down in front of Mao. Apparently, she had taken a shower earlier, because a sweet lingering smell of shampoo tickled his nose.

“You slept like a rock. It’s already past noon.”

“Eh? Did I really sleep that long?”

“Yeah. Thanks to that, I got a good look at your sleeping face.”

“…Only my face, right? My banana is still safe, right?”

“I didn’t do anything, okay? I didn’t have the time for that anyway,” said Mao. She handed Keiki her sketchbook. “I’m done.”

When she said these words, Keiki immediately understood that her storyboard was finished.

“Are you going to read it?”

“Can I?”

“Of course. You’re my benefactor, after all.”

“Then I’ll take you up on that.”

Keiki accepted the sketchbook from her and slowly opened it. The first thing he felt was that this wasn’t just any other normal storyboard. The characters were already illustrated down to the smallest detail, and you could clearly see their impressions and gestures. It almost felt like a completed manuscript.

“…This is way more than just a normal storyboard, isn’t it?”

“Well, I got a bit too into it, ehehe~”

“You’re way too fast…”

She had finished around 50 pages just in the time between morning and noon. Even Keiki understood that this was an amazing feat.

“Though I’m pretty sure that I won’t be able to repeat this again.”

“Well, I’ll just read through it now.”

After saying that, Keiki began reading the “storyboard.” This was the result of the girl’s hard work. The story she had arrived at after worrying for so long. After finishing the last page, Keiki sighed.

“It was crazy interesting…”

“Right? Right?”

“The characters each have their own distinctive touch. It’s really original, and there’s enough spice in it to keep me going. And it’s great that so many individual boys make an appearance.”

With its absurd premise that every boy was a pervert, it was a good balance between actual love elements and perverted moments. Keiki doubted that anyone would criticize this as harshly as her previous work.

“But, the characters here… they’re modeled after the calligraphy club members, right?”

“Ah, was it that easy to tell?”

“Of course. The black-haired hardcore masochistic upperclassman ‘Yukio’ is pretty much Sayuki-senpai. The blonde-haired hardcore sadistic handsome guy ‘Ritsuka’ is just a male Yuika.”

“Well, I guess it’s that easy~”

“And also this heroine! ‘Keiko’?! That’s totally me! She wants to experience normal love, and she’s surrounded by perverted club members!”

In the end, Keiki was the protagonist of the story. As an aside, there was also the younger brother ‘Mizuki’, an exibitionist. Not to mention that even Mao used herself as a model for the yuri-doujinshi-drawing, brown reddish-haired classmate ‘Masumi’.

“Well, I didn’t expect to be turned into a shoujo manga heroine anytime soon.”

“Do you have any complaints? I did my best to make you really cute, okay?”

“I’ve got a lot of complaints, but the story is honestly interesting. You’re going to show this to your editor, right?”

“Yeah. And then I’ll wait for the results. Though I think that I’ll have to change a lot of things before I get an OK.”

“So even something as interesting as this has its weak points, huh?”

“Of course. The last time I got too arrogant, I received a wave of criticism.”

“You really cried a lot back then, Nanjou.”

“Do you have any delicacy at all?!”

Though she puffed out her cheeks for a second, she became flustered soon after.

“…But thank you for putting up with me.”

“I didn’t do anything major, though.”

“That’s not true. It’s all thanks to you that I managed to finish this storyboard. This might be the first time I’ve had this much fun drawing shoujo manga.”

Mao tightly hugged her sketchbook and gave Keiki a bright smile. There were no traces of depression left on her face. Instead, this was the face of a hardworking creator.

“I’m gonna work even harder from now on! Both in shoujo manga and in my doujins!”

“Yeah, I’ll be cheering for you… Eh?”

A certain ominous feeling crawled up his back as looked at her. Right now, he had heard a term that shouldn’t have been there.

“Umm… Nanjou-san? D-Did you just say the word ‘doujins’? You’re not giving up on those to focus on your shoujo mangas?”

“Of course not. I’m still a BL creator. Now that the storyboard for this shoujo manga is finished, I can enjoy my time with my new BL work!”


“Ehhh…”

It seems like Mao still didn’t plan on stepping away from the BL world. Keiki had hoped that she would be so engrossed in her shoujo manga work that she would forget about it, but those expectations were betrayed immediately.

While Keiki was the one who felt like crying now, the bathrobe-wearing girl girl gleefully opened her sketchbook and started drawing anew.

“…Well, this should be fine for today.”

Seeing her like that, Keiki didn’t feel like spoiling her mood with useless complaints. Though his mission had ended in failure, he didn’t necessarily feel bad about it.

“Ehehehe… Now that I’ve gotten to see Kiryuu’s sleeping face, I can put it into my new scenario where Keeki is assaulted mid-sleep by Shouto!”

“Hey?! There’s something you said in there that I definitely can’t ignore!”

I retract my former statement!

He swore to himself that he would never rest until he cured this fujoshi in front of him.

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1 thought on “Kawaikereba Hentai demo Suki ni Natte Kuremasu ka? Volume 5 Chapter 5

  1. Wtf yuuhi-san
    Are u seriously giving ur virginity to a teacher in grade school ?
    This is a big shock

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