Unexpected situation

Hello everyone...

(Sniffles... Ugh... Sniffles...)

...Currently, I find myself sitting amidst a huge pile of junk, comforting a stunningly voluptuous, mature beauty who won't stop sobbing.

"It's alright, calm down... Calm down, it's okay now..."

But if you're wondering why on earth I'm doing this or how I ended up in such a ridiculous situation, we'll have to rewind time just a little bit.

[A few hours ago]

The dismissal bell had just rung, leaving the classroom practically empty.

"I like you!!"

In the middle of the room, two children around six years old stared at each other in absolute silence, until one of them built up enough courage to blurt out that declaration at the top of his lungs.

"..."

...Okay... As is obvious facing such an unexpected confession, the handsome young boy with dazzling silver hair and deep white eyes remained silent for a few seconds before answering...

"You do realize I'm a boy, right?"

I hit him with pure, hard facts!!

"I don't care!!"

BUT IT WAS COMPLETELY INEFFECTIVE!!

"What do you mean you don't care?!"

Yeah... As you've probably already guessed, dear reader... That handsome young boy with silver hair and white eyes... Is me!

You see, a few months have passed since I enrolled in the renowned Carmilla Academy, and so far everything has gone with relative normalcy.

Why do I emphasize "relative"?

Well, that's due to the strange, absurd, and magnetic popularity I seem to possess without having done a single thing to earn it.

Oh, and before you come at me saying that having everyone at my feet is a good thing, let me make one thing crystal clear right now...

IT IS NOT A GOOD THING AT ALL!!!

Why, you might ask?

Well... That's because... I'm only popular among guys!!

...And yeah... Damn it!... It's in a purely romantic way!!

WHY ON EARTH IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME?!!!

...Haa... Haa... Haa... Ahem... Sorry about that, the sheer stress of having boys constantly confessing their love to me was practically killing me inside.

I mean, there's supposed to be an overwhelmingly higher number of girls than boys at this academy, so...

Why on earth are the guys the ones who won't stop confessing to another guy?!

I honestly don't know. And I want to make it crystal clear that I get along great with the girls in my class; or rather, with everyone in general, thanks to my tireless daily efforts to stay on everyone's good side.

...Yet despite all that... Even though I tried to be nice to everyone specifically to avoid any kind of hold-a-grudge revenge... Even though I supposedly succeeded at it...!

Why the hell did I end up being infinitely more popular with the guys than with the girls?!

I genuinely don't get it, I'm a boy! What on earth do they even find attractive about me...?

Anyway, setting that traumatic matter aside for "now"... To blow off some steam after having to reject my third romantic confession in a single day, I decided to head over to the junkyard to destroy trucks alongside my loyal straw dolls.

After all, when you're having a rough time, there's nothing better for venting pressure than smashing things to pieces!

However, I'm sure you're wondering how a kid (physically speaking) managed to sneak into a scrapyard without getting caught by security. Well, that's all thanks to Echidna and her convenient ability to put passersby soundly to sleep.

Thanks to that, I've been using this secret junkyard to practice my spiritual abilities while unleashing my accumulated rage against those cursed trucks at the same time!

Indeed... this is a win-win situation for everyone!!

(Look!)

Or at least it was until today, when something completely out of the ordinary happened.

"What's up...?"

Upon arriving, one of the straw dolls—who usually digs through the rubble to bring me "presents"—insistently called out to me...

"..."

...And what I found after following it through the maze of junk...

"Hmm... What on earth is this?"

...was a mature, extremely voluptuous woman with dazzling red hair, sleeping soundly and completely naked amidst the scrap metal.