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This world is full of lies.

I, Kyotaro Ichikawa, was born into this world to become its destroyer.

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This library quells my terrible power.

Worthy of being a sacred ark, a place where only I belong.

There must be no one who intrudes upon it.

Anna Yamada.

The hottest girl in Meguro City, a magazine model,

and the woman I want to murder most.

As well as...

the woman trying to make Nerunerunerune at school.

Come on, Yamada!

You're at school!

Location aside, you're a second year in middle school!

Surely you could pick a different candy!

What now?

Ah, that's right. She needs water.

To go in that triangle.

No one's gonna steal it!

This is Anna Yamada.

The intruder who appeared in my sacred ark.

She's taking a while...

How far did she go?

Some of the water's gone from spilling it.

ANNA YAMADA

She's filling it up again?

Don't tell me!

She's spilled so much!

How many times did you fill it up?!

How dare you defile my sacred ark!

Water is a book's worst enemy!

Huh? That was fast!

I was gonna... wipe it up after...

Ah, no... It's fine...

I'll wipe it up after!

She should fill up a cup or something first,

and use that water instead...

Ah, but she'd need to go to the Home-EC classroom to find a cup.

Three minutes left of our recess.

Home-EC is at the end of the hall on the top floor...

HOME ECONOMICS

Nerunerunerune!

The more you knead it, the more it changes color!

Delish!

How refined of you.

Oh, shut up!

Here.

Her garbage again...

You can have that!

I... I...

-Lunch break's over! -I don't need it!

I'm heading back now!

No, I need it!

I need it more than anything!

In the end, I was robbed of my time alone in the sacred ark yet again.

Looks like I need to find an opening, and erase her from this world at once.

Find the right distance already!

What if you bruised that face of yours?

You fan me then, Chi.

Not a chance!

Fine, then.

I'll be the one to fan you instead.

You're so nice, Moeko.

But now I'm hot as well.

Let's do this.

Nice and cool...

-Another day of Moe manga antics. -Find the right distance, I said!

More importantly, if she has so many friends,

how come she's always alone when she eats snacks?

Could she be on to my plans to assassinate her?

She's luring me out by being alone...

POTATO CHIPS

So that she can turn the tables and take me out in the library!

I'm sweating like crazy...

Someone lend me a shirt!

Summer... shirt... sweaty...

Which can only mean...

Maybe her bra is showing!

He's... reading my mind?!

Look, you're sweaty and your nipples are showing as well.

Cut that out...

Don't you compare Ota to Yamada!

Alright.

Let me get closer and casually check it out.

Don't do that!

Don't do it, Adachi.

I'm speaking directly into your mind.

You must not do it. It's not working!

My only choice is...

My bad, dude.

Hold it.

Yep. Nothing's out of place.

-Is that right? -Huh? Where are we going?

Let's head outside the faculty room.

It's cool there from the AC leaking out.

That'll show them.

Heave-ho.

You can do it!

Seriously, why do I have to do this when it's scorching hot out?

Because you lost at rock-paper-scissors.

Yamada's best friend is Chihiro Kobayashi-san here.

In my head, I call her "the boyfriend."

The boyfriend has it rough.

That also goes for her not complaining about how heavy it must be.

Goal!

Good work.

Alright, fine.

I'll carry you piggyback next time, then.

Hell, no. Riding piggyback is so embarrassing.

-You're calling me embarrassing? -The boyfriend.

-They're always with her. -You are.

But for some reason, they never come here together.

Yamada mostly comes here by herself.

It must be that Yamada really has caught on to my assassination plans...

Hey. Let me borrow that.

-Th... This? -Yeah.

Whoa...

Look, now I won't hit my face.

It smells nice.

No, it doesn't.

Yeah, it does.

Look!

KYOTARO ICHIKAWA

A swimsuit.

See?!

Yes...

We're not using the pool today.

I see, it's to prevent her bra from showing...

But this in its own way...

Yes? Ah, Moeko?

What's...

Huh? Right now?!

What now?

Ichikawa!

Sit over here! Hurry!

Huh? What's...

Have you seen Yamada?

No...

She seems angry. Is it the snacks?

Yamada's body warmth...

I'm not sure why, but I'm affected!

For crying out loud...

Ah, looks like she's found her already.

Huh? She's sitting down here?

The snacks, huh?

I don't see why they can't just eat together.

Well, whatever. I'll just give some away.

Please take some.

I'm allergic, so I can't eat snack food.

Sorry.

She tries to be considerate in weird ways.

Like when she came over...

I thought she was taking a long time in the bathroom...

But she was eating snacks out in the hall.

She won't give up on eating snacks, huh?

Wait, so was she coming to the library alone

out of consideration for the boyfriend?

Well, that's what I like about her.

I see...

Man, it sure is unfair that she's cute and has a great personality!

Not to mention stylish and with good taste!

Right...

And she's really awesome when she's modeling.

Is that so?

Look, she came out after I praised her.

-Ah, you tricked me? -Looks like it.

Liar! You really feel that way.

Of course I don't! Let's go.

-Piggyback ride? -Yeah.

I'll indulge you this time.

I knew you wanted to.

I see.

I see...

I see!

CLASS 2-3

Summer vacation is over, and coming up this weekend

is the second-most pointless event in the world, after sports day.

The school festival.

The entire school is bustling in preparation.

It looks like our class is doing something like a haunted house.

It's a grave.

It's too much work for just the art club members, so I was helping out!

-Yamada, be one of the ghosts. -The sensible move now.

For events like these, it's to hide your presence.

Ichikawa, you have good handwriting, right?

You made the poster for that presentation we had, didn't you?

Ah, well... it wasn't...

Help us with the graveyard painting for the wall.

I draw pictures every day, but it's all messed-up stuff.

Thank you!

-Damn it... guess I have to. -Yeah...

Wait. Let me go to the bathroom first.

Sure.

If I'm stuck doing this, might as well give it all I've got.

ICHIKAWA

It might be better if you add more black for the blood.

I see.

Also, make this part a little darker.

I see!

Could it be? Are these boobs I see?

Something like this?

I'm sorry!

That won't do at all!

Don't give me that "bwah"!

That's nothing but cute!

It's fine, Ichikawa got scared, didn't he? Right?

Well...

Whatever, get over here.

Yamada-san's so lucky.

She's got such a nice figure.

I think you're good in your own way.

Okay. That should do for most of it.

I'll go throw out this water.

Ah, thanks!

Are you done...

My grave...

Hey now, what's the big idea here?

Who drew this?

YAMADA GRAVE

This is the part that Hara-san drew.

Could it be that Hara-san...?

I bet it's all plastic surgery anyway.

I wish she would drop dead.

Is this how she really feels deep down?!

Were you the one who drew this?

No... I'm not...

Hold on a minute here!

If I say that, the girls are gonna be at each other's throats for no reason!

If it wasn't you, then who was it?!

No... it was me.

What are you playing at?!

D... Depending on your answer, I'll slug you for real!

Don't use me to make yourself look better!

I need to say something...

You know, death isn't a bad thing.

What the hell am I saying?!

Death... is a form of salvation.

Seriously, what am I saying?!

What's going on?

Oh, well, it looks like Ichikawa put Yamada's name on this grave.

No, he didn't. I drew this part.

I'm so sorry! That's right!

I was just putting down common last names.

Ah, she's right.

-I can see a Kobayashi as well. -Yoshida too.

I'm sorry. I'll erase it right away.

So much for that...

Watch yourself!

For doing what?!

-Let's just erase all of it first. -Okay.

I'm sorry.

Yamada! Let's practice one more time!

That was...

I erased it all, but without anything written, they look like slabs of konjac.

In that case...

ICHIKAWA GRAVE

Huh?

"I'm sorry"...

Sorry... Sorry?

What did she mean?

Why did...?

Maybe I'd be scarier with blood on me.

Wait a minute.

If you're gonna paint on blood, mix in a little more black.

Making it darker will make it look spookier.

And you really need to splatter it all over.

That's how it is in real life.

There.

I'm done.

What about splattering it all over?

This way... this way is more realistic!

And so the day of the festival arrived.

FORTUNE TELLING

CLASS 2-3

ON BREAK FROM 2 TO 3 P.M.

That said, we're still only in middle school,

so it's a shabby affair focusing on research projects

and interest club displays.

-The same as any other day... -Thank you so much!

I saw your story from the other day!

The social butterflies are busy fraternizing with underclassmen.

Yes! Thank you very much!

No matter what happens during preparation, I'm always alone on the day.

Guess I'll go hide in a toilet and play games on my phone,

just like last year.

Huh? Just you ladies?

That voice...

It's him! Nan-paisen!

Wanna look around with us?

No, we're...

That's right! Turn him down! Be a good boyfriend!

Sounds good!

-Let's go together! -Damn wench!

Off we go then.

Where should we go first?

Damn it, I thought he'd given up!

This is why I can't stand scummy hotshots like him!

Well, that said...

-When I flung my bicycle... -Here I go!

Ready...

He was the one who volunteered to pull it out of the water.

I don't know why it bums me out when guys like him turn out to actually be decent.

That's right! We just happen to be on our break.

Wait, this is...

Could it be? They've formed a circle?

A wall of her friends...

Girls and their threat management skills...

-Let's all exchange numbers. -Everyone?

-Ah, Tomo-chan. -Whoa there.

Ah, damn it! I'll lose them!

Okay, if I get in here real quickly...

Go through here...

And come out on this side...

Huh? Where did they go?

They can't have gone too far...

I managed to breach the wall.

Hey, was this interesting?

Huh? I guess...

Not that I would know.

Oh, wow!

That's not half bad.

And who are you to talk?

The train station is here, so Candy Shop Muraoka is around here.

That's the first thing you look for?

Which means my house would be around here...

What about your place, Ichikawa?

Well... over here, I think?

So a little over one kilometer, then?

From my house.

Do you mind if I get a photo?

Sure. Give it here.

Huh? Give it?

There.

No! The map!

Huh?

Hell, yes!

Hey! Why did you go off on your own?!

What are you, a cat?!

Look at this. Isn't it amazing?

You're right.

What's this?

Whoa, that's sick!

-Is this a map of the countryside? -I know, right?

This is my house and...

"Our Town 80 Years Ago," by class 2-1,

took the top prize this year.