A full-time girlfriend-for-hire job suddenly turns into a reverse harem.
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International basketball prodigy and full-time girlfriend-for-hire Ymari Seinaru's life was going characteristically well until a series of unexpected encounters makes he...
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hakuou lost.
it was probably the first time they didn't make it to the semi finals, and instead didn't even advance from the first round. kitagawa first just proved to be a strong opponent. the score was 2 - 1 (28-26 hakuou, 23-25 kitagawa first, and 28-30 kitagawa first).
the hundreds of middle schoolers from the private school all exited the gymnasium with disappointed looks on their faces.
seinaru frowned when she saw everyone's gloomy faces walk past her at the bottom of the bleachers. she blinked.
the team did their best, didn't they?
from what she was taught growing up, as long as the team does their best, everything's okay. the results won't matter as long as the team went at it with their full power. everyone at hakuou seemed like their only driving grace is their school's mantra— ever-victorious— and it sickened her to an extent.
"ymari, let's go." utsui tugged her arm.
ymari, whose heterochromatic eyes were zeroed in on something on the court, shook her head no and removed utsui's hand from her arm.
"you go ahead. i have somewhere to be." she gave her and the others a court nod.
utsui looked at her with uncertainty in her eyes, "we can wait for you at the entrance."
she waved her hand, "it's fine. i can go home alone."
utsui nodded and then turned to imayoshi and the others, "come on."
as soon as the hakuou bleachers cleared, the entire gym's population lessened by a half. when she was left to her devices, ymari glanced back at the court, only to see the certain person who caught her attention earlier, fade into the exit.
and so, like a cat on a prowl, she followed suit.
or at least tried to.
because as soon as she started her trek on the court to follow that person before the next team arrives for the next game, she bumped into a lean muscular chest rather harshly.
her left hand automatically made its way to her forehead.
'geez, talk about a chest of steel.' she inwardly grumbled.
"oh.." was the boy's reaction once he looked at her. realization dawned on him. "it's you."
she blinked, finally opening her eyes. she looked up at the guy. he had dark brown hair spiked upwards, and a seemingly permanent scowl.
she realized that in her hurry, she may have gone down the wrong stairs. she was on the opposite side of the court she wanted to be on. this boy in front of her was literally kenji's opponent earlier.
