The Top Idol Next Door Can't Help But Crave My Guilty Pleasure Meals-Chapter 10Volume 1 .1 - Please Continue to Be a Fan of Mine

ROUND 10 – Please Continue to Be a Fan of Mine 1

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Arisu Yuzuki is a popular idol.

Since her breakthrough last year, she has shown a variety of faces, not just as a singer but also as an actor and a model.

With her outstanding looks and the demure presence befitting an idol, she behaves with an understanding of the theme of the program and the role expected of her.

It’s no wonder that she is popular with both viewers and industry insiders.

In addition to her idol group activities, it seems her solo work is also flourishing now.

I borrowed a live DVD from Mikami-sensei.

Just as she said, Yuzuki was perfect at all times. She never missed a note, and her choreography was always correct.

Sometimes smiling, sometimes passionate—always making a face that matched the tone of the song.

Wondering if I could catch up with her latest activities, I checked Yuzuki’s SNS account.

However, the posts were nothing but casual morning greetings and quoted comments about her appearances.

I’ve been losing sleep and sparing no effort in following Arisu Yuzuki’s activities these past few days.

Although we were only physically a few meters apart before, now she seems so much farther away.

I always prepared meals for two, unable to give up hope that one day she might unexpectedly come back.

Thanks to that, the freezer was packed full.

Still, I never managed to catch a glimpse of her at school.

“…I should get going soon.”

Stepping out into the hallway, I lock the door.

I glance at the room to the left.

No one lives in Room 810 anymore.

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“…kun, Mamori-kun”

Someone is calling me. If they’re using my last name, I guess it must be a classmate.

“Wake up, Mamori-kun”

When I lifted my face from the desk, Mikami-sensei was standing there with her eyebrows furrowed and her hands on her hips.

“Class is still in session. Please try to hang in there until lunch break.”

“…huh, who?”

Having a strong impression of Mikami sensei in her ‘fan mode’, I inadvertently let out my honest thoughts upon facing her teacher mode after waking up. Laughter leaks from the seat in front of me.

“Pffthahaha-“, the student who sat in front of me couldn’t help but let out a burst of laughter. (Hozumi)

“You seem to be half asleep. Why don’t you go wash your face?”

“…Yes.”

Falling asleep during class was something I hadn’t done since starting high school. It seems my consecutive days of sleep deprivation are taking their toll.

Through the screen, I’ve been chasing Yuzuki’s shadow.

I hated the thought of being separated from her, so I tried to find some connection to her. But no matter how much I followed the idol Arisu Yuzuki, it seemed pointless.

Washing my face at the bathroom sink, I stare at the mirror and see a man with a haggard face.

Lacking vitality, with slightly rough skin and severe dark circles due to lack of sleep.

Suddenly, I caught sight of students who seemed to have just finished their physical education class outside the window.

Some were kicking a black and white ball as they walked.

It looked like they had been playing soccer.

There’s still just under ten minutes left until lunch break.

Did the game end early, or was it a teacher’s whim? The jersey is red, so they must be first-year students.

As several groups went into the school building, a lone female student standing a bit apart caught my eye.

“…Yuzuki!”

My body moved on its own.

Not only was I on the verge of falling asleep, I was considering skipping the class altogether.

Yet, my feet wouldn’t stop.

Upon arriving at the school building’s entrance, I found Yuzuki just as she had finished changing into her indoor shoes.

She widened her eyes at the sight of me.

“…There’s a lot I want to ask you. Please come with me.”

I took Yuzuki’s hand and moved to the usual Resource Room.

Classes are still in session, so there shouldn’t be any worry of intruders this time.

“…What’s going on? You suddenly disappeared.”

Yuzuki, leaning gently against the window, doesn’t answer.

“You don’t reply to messages, you don’t answer calls, and on top of that, you even suddenly move out of the apartment. Isn’t it too abrupt? Couldn’t you at least say something to me?”

Although I didn’t intend to confront her like this, my tone became accusatory once we were face to face.

I’m happy to see her… but why?

“Why don’t you say anything… Why did you suddenly disappear…”

After a heavy silence, the girl in front of me quietly smiled.

“I’m really sorry, I accidentally forgot to contact you.”

It’s as if ‘the curtain rises on the stage’.

A chill runs down my spine as the memory of our meeting a month ago flashes through my mind.

“Work suddenly got busy after the live performance. The agency is quite far from the apartment, so I thought it might be a good opportunity to move into the company dormitory. I apologize for not contacting you. Also, during the compliance training, the instructor said, ‘You never know where messages can leak from, so it’s better to avoid exchanges with men other than family members.’ “

“…What are you saying…?”

At first, I suspected amnesia. But she recognizes that I’m her former neighbor.

In other words, she’s playing dumb.

She’s severing our past relationship and acting like a complete stranger.

“By the way, I haven’t returned your bento box yet. I’ll send it via courier next time.”

“…No, that’s not important.”

“Oh, didn’t you buy a ticket for the live stream? How did you find my performance?”

With her hands clasped in front of her chest, she glances upward at me—stirring a protective desire.

The person in front of me is not Sasaki Yuzuki.

She’s the flawless idol—Arisu Yuzuki.

As I stared at her blankly, Yuzuki’s face blossomed into a perfect, courteous smile.

“…You know, Yuzuki, I’ve watched a lot of your shows and live performances. They were all amazing, and you were cool in all of them. I totally get why people become your fans.”

That’s why I have to say it now, my honest feelings.

“Let me answer the question you asked me the other day. I am—”

During a phone call some time ago, Yuzuki had asked me this.

──Does Suzufumi like me?

“I like you, Yuzuki. I want to be your strength.”

My feelings haven’t changed. If anything, they’ve grown even stronger.

Yuzuki then beamed an exceptionally radiant smile.

“Thank you for your support. ‘Please continue to be a fan of mine’, okay?”

My voice didn’t reach the idol.

The bell rings, pulling me back to reality.

“…I have to change and head back to the classroom soon. I’ve promised to have lunch with my friends. Well then, excuse me.”

Yuzuki passed by me and left the Resource Room.

“…ha, haha…”

I couldn’t even muster a self-deprecating smile.

——I stood there, motionless, and ended up skipping the afternoon classes as well.