Because I Was Excluded Out of the Class Transfer, I Decided to Steal My Classmate's Lover-Chapter 52: A lily in the rose garden

Translated by SoundOfDestinyEdited by Zil

One of the most common rules of modern Japan is to be quiet in the library.

Not only in the library, but in any other place where books are to be read, one should not bother others by talking or running around.

It is a matter of course.

Basically, when you are immersed in the world of books, including stories, the noise from the outside is more annoying than anything else.

“Ghehehe……”

Although we are sensitive to external noise, we are often unaware of the noise we make when we are immersed in our work.

You may be unconsciously whispering a sentence aloud, or shaking your body at an exciting moment, or even blurting out a sentence.

I don’t think that’s a bad thing.

If it is too much, it can be a nuisance to others, but it can happen to anyone who enjoys books, and if we regulate such things, people will be too worried about the etiquette in the library to immerse themselves in the world of books.

“Guhe, Guhe ……. Ni hei hei hei ……”

Anyway, all of this is common sense in places that are open to the public, such as libraries run by the prefecture or city, or libraries in schools.

It is not necessary to impose the above-mentioned common sense in front of the bookshelf in the library given for the individual – or in his own study, or at home.

It is up to the individual.

No one will be bothered, and no one has any right to complain.

Therefore, no one coughed or complained in a sensible way about the actions of the saints, who had been laughing madly in the quiet library for some time.

Yes, this place – the so-called royal library, with tiers of stacked bookcases. The wallpaper, originally white, is now a light brown, stained by age and moulded by moisture.

This important place, full of history and other things, is now looked after by one of the saints, who spends her days in it as if it were her own room.

It really is – literally, as if it were her own room.

With a very finely drawn map spread out on her desk, the girl in charge of the stacks – Fujiyoshi Yuri was meditating happily, drooling from her loose mouth.

Yuri, her cheeks stained red, and her body curled up like a caterpillar, was sitting on a chair and shaking her body.

Occasionally she would open her mouth in surprise, let out a cute little scream, and then flail her legs around.

In her excitement, she kicked the bottle of nasty liquid that she had hidden under the desk, but fortunately the contents didn’t splash out, thanks to the tightly corked bottle.

Unaware that the half-filled bottle of golden liquid was rolling away, Yuri absent-mindedly looked at the back of her eyelids and raised her head.

She was delusional – no, “delusional” isn’t the right word in this case.

From a bird’s eye view, it looks like a high school girl with a pent-up desire throwing herself into some kind of questionable fantasy world.

What Yuri sees in her eyes is not just a fantasy created in her mind.

In fact, it is “certain someone who was born in this world has left this as a book”.

Whether the contents of the book are true or not is left aside for now.

The only thing that Yuri has done is that she has been browsing through a rosy and disgusting book in the ‘brain’ library.

Although it has a big name like “Brain Library”, it’s not like Yuri recreated her own world that she had created when she was 14 years old due to a stagnant environment or something similar.

This is because of the unique magic skills that Yuri has been given – intelligence gathering Ultimate Technology.

Intelligence gathering is a skill that allows you to search through the world’s existing books – and even those that existed in the past – and read them in your mind.

However, there is no way to gain knowledge that is not contained in the book, and it is impossible to distinguish between truth and falsehood without comparing multiple similar books.

In order to obtain accurate knowledge or information – one must go to books that were written in other timeline and other places for corroboration (TL: evidence which confirms or supports a statement).

It’s a useful skill, though.

If someone wants to gather literally all the knowledge in the world, they will have to read all the books that exist in the world.

It’s not just a daunting task, it’s a huge amount of work that they would never be able to finish even if they’ve staked their entire lives on it.

At any rate, all Yuri is required to do is create the map necessary to defeat the Demon King.

She can avoid reading history books of other countries, martial arts books, magic books, and other books that have nothing to do with the map from the beginning, and if she is able to pick up some new books, she can get better coordination.

In this world, where surveying technology has not developed, it is impossible to make an accurate map no matter how hard one tries.

In fact, there are dragons in the continent that wake up every few thousand years, take a few steps outside, and then go back to sleep.

Many wars have broken out in this world, both inside and outside the continent. It is said that many countries do not even make maps for fear of information leaks.

If you have a map that is accurate to a certain extent, you can use the Dragonic Metamorphosis skills of Ryuzaki Tsubasa or the Wind Breaker skills of Shiratori Sho to help you figure out the way from the sky.

But there’s one tiny problem, and it’s not about the map.

The problem is that Yuri is doing it in a room that has become a perfect private space where no one can come in.

“It seems that scientific culture is far behind modern Japan, but the culture of sexual activity is more advanced than I thought.”

The use of colour and shading is similar to that of the so-called Shunga(TL: a type of Japanese erotic art) paintings displayed in museums, but the illustrations, spun with a touch that must have been mastered with a unique brush, are much different from those of the original world.

No, it may be something unique to this artist.

It’s far from a moe picture, but it’s very good.

Not only the flesh, but also the breathing that can be heard at any moment – it looks painful, but at the same time you can feel the desire to accept the other person in many ways. The drawing of the facial expression, not to mention the body, is exceptional.

“I knew there were YAOI in every world. Beautiful boy, great justice.”

As she looked at the illustration of a man plunging into a hole that wasn’t supposed to without a doubt, she thought about unnecessary things such as how the sense of pain works and whether it is possible to open and close it freely.

When she was reading about romance between girls – what’s called “yuri” – she can fantasize about it based on her own body, so she doesn’t have any unnecessary questions.

When both the attacker and the receiver are heterosexual, it’s hard to get a sense of what kind of pleasure they’re indulging in.

In any case, for Yuri(her name), Bieiru and Roses are a content to enjoy. The process of beautiful boys getting together, rather than the interplay between them, so it doesn’t matter if it’s not a way to relieve sexual desire as long as it gets her excited.

In fact, she doesn’t want to be sexually aroused by a wholesome – for Yuri, yuri roses are normal – romantic creation.

In fact, a healthy – for Yuri, yuri, yaoi, and regular – love story would be described as healthy if it were not sexually explicit – story would be all wholesome as long as they don’t depict sex

As long as the process of getting together makes her smile to her heart’s content, it is already satisfying for Yuri.

If she could – she would like to see a description of a beautiful boy who feels his girlfriend’s “magnum” inside him and makes him happy.

It’s getting a bit graphic, so I’ll stop here.

Distracted from the rose-coloured book she was looking through for a change, Yuri stretched and picked up a piece of parchment scattered on the desk.

Most of them are rough drafts of maps from the area around the royal palace to the area where the Demon King is supposed to live. Some of the scribbles and fantasy notes drawn by Yuri’s personal hobbies are scattered in a messy manner.

It seems that they are not being managed properly. In fact, there is no one who comes to look at the map in the middle of the work, and Yuri’s honest opinion is that it doesn’t matter if it is seen.

“The disadvantage is that without the internet, the number of models is limited. They all look the same to me.”

She drew the composition smoothly with a familiar hand and added details without hesitation.

Anyway, it’s a notebook for her own imagination, so as long as she can see that there are two people involved, that’s all that matters.

By the way, her personal preference for yuri is to draw the female face as the receiving end if it’s a yaoi then the male face as the receiving end.

“Taiga and Gaki-kun, Taiga should be the recipient..”

While muttering some kind of disturbing nickname, Yuri traced the draft she had just made with a serious expression.

Incidentally, the black lump of pencil that she used for this draft was created by herself, using all her skills and willpower.

If it’s for her own taste, she’ll overcome any challenge – that’s the girl called Fujiyoshi Yuri.

Sinking into the depths of her imagination, Yuri completed a parchment full of crunchy ideals.

How long did it take her?

When she had finished a certain amount of work, she suddenly looked up and, with her body still facing the desk, turned her head.

“Who is it?”

No matter how focused she is, she should be able to feel – or at least sense – the presence of someone approaching.

I’m sure I’ll be asked if I’m a ninja or something, if I notice any signs it is because of some training in junior high school that I became aware of someone’s presence and footsteps.

The equation of a “fujoshi” does not necessarily mean “chuunibyou”, but Yuri herself suffers from both. To put it another way, she is a ‘princess’ type of girl and she can do normal things too.

When Yuri felt someone’s presence, she quickly hid the scribbles she had spread out on her desk – and let out a sigh of relief when she saw the visitor.

“Thank God, it’s only you two. Emi and Sayaka.”

“Good evening, Fujiyoshi-san. It’s almost time for dinner, so why don’t you come with us to the cafeteria?”

“Yuri, have you been drawing those dodgy illustrations again?”

Emi, who brushed off Yuri’s eccentricities, and Sayaka, who didn’t hesitate to get into it.

Both of them have accepted Yuri’s peculiar hobbies and tastes – they are Yuri’s dearest friends.

However, it is one thing to be accepted and quite another to be hooked as well.

Emi, who was originally interested in yaoi and is a member of the manga research club, was also interested in the copy of Yuri’s own work that she gave her as a greeting when they first met.

Unfortunately, Sayaka didn’t seem to like it.

It’s not that she dislikes it, it’s more that she rejects it.

“Dinner… What? It’s dark outside! What time is it?　Why’s the sun gone?”

She remembers that she spent the morning lying around, and after lunch she started to work on the map.

But in the middle of the day, the incessant work became tiresome, and within two hours she had fled to her hobby.

“Even though I’ve been able to escape the watchful eye of the knights… If they find out that I’m slacking off, will a knight or someone be watching me all day? I’m in trouble…”

“Yup, you won’t like it.”

Taking a half step back from the bottle of Yuri’s special golden juice lying at her feet, Sayaka shakes her head in disgust.

She was just about to ask a simple question about whether this could be used by girls as well, when she spotted a very typical part lying in the corner of the room, so Sayaka held her tongue without saying anything.

If she has the patience and time to make a special accessory for it, why don’t she just put up with it and go to the bathroom a few times a day – or in this case, not put up with it?

Anyway, the one girl who doesn’t fit into Sayaka’s common sense is a girl named Fujiyoshi Yuri. It’s a personality, a strength in a way, and Sayaka didn’t want to say anything about it.

Unaware of Sayaka’s slight annoyance at Yuri’s words and actions, she smiled contentedly after spreading her earlier scribbles on the desk.

After stroking her magnificent twin-tailed hair, which seems to have been inspired by a certain school idol and is slightly young for a high school student. Yuri stretches as if she has finished her work.

“I can’t draw something like this in front of the knight or the butler.”

While saying this, Yuri shows Emi and Sayaka the scribbles she had just been working on.

Emi took the parchment in her hand and gently tilted it towards her so that Sayaka could see it.

“Heh, heh..”

“…… It’s great.”

Yuri’s doodle, which Emi showed me, depicted two boys.

The illustration shows a cat-haired boy with a slightly deformed feminine face being walloped by a long-haired high school student with a slightly dangerous air about him.

It is a little disturbing that they are drawn half-naked as a matter of course (it is only the upper body that is drawn, so it is unknown whether they are wearing something underneath), but more than that, there is something drawn on the edge of the paper that stimulates Sayaka’s question and Emi’s curiosity.

In the corner of the page, there is a small note that says Gaki x Taiga.

The actual name of the classmate is not written in the rose-like illustration, even if it is typical for Yuri, but even if she uses such a blatant name, it will not be much different anyway, that’s what Sayaka’s true feelings says.

Sayaka still only had a glazed look in her eyes, but Emi, on the other hand, noticed it a moment later. She was so embarrassed that she turned her head down and her face turned red.

“This – is it? – is this supposed to be Torao-kun and Niigaki-kun, right?”

“That’s right. If those two are involved, Taiga is definitely the one to go for!”

Emi’s face reddened even more at the bombshell Yuri had just dropped.

It’s not that Emi isn’t accustomed to same-sex romance, as she is a former resident of the yuri field – in fact, she’s probably more soaked in it than Sayaka – but she just doesn’t have the mental fortitude to be okay with it. She didn’t have the mental capacity to be unconcerned about being shown an illustration that was clearly modelled on a classmate.

“Fujiyoshi-san, ……. I think it’s a bad idea to have such fantasies about your classmates.”

“You didn’t even read Yuri’s idol x idol doujinshi, did you?”

“Emi couldn’t handle real people, does she?”

With a curious look on her face, Yuri nods her head.

“That kind of thing, depicting real people is a bit..extreme don’t you think?”

“Morality, ……. But there are morals, aren’t there?”

“Huh? Well, that’s well, yeah, ……. The moment when a boy realizes the attractiveness of a person he has never thought much of before is always a very exciting moment for him.”

The same is true for yuri and yaoi in this regard.

In the case of Emi, it also includes the meaning of yuri, but since this discussion is mainly about boys, let’s leave for the moment the subject of yuri fields where male creatures have been eradicated.

“You were so excited when Tanaka told me he was in love with me, weren’t you?”

“…… Yes, the look on a boy’s face when he’s in love is very exciting because it shines.”

“…… Did Tanaka-kun have a sparkle on his face then?”

Sayaka, uncomfortable with what’s inside Emi’s brain, makes a wryly face.

I’m sure Haruto Tanaka wasn’t glittering when he spun his words of confession to Yuri.

In fact, I think he was looking at me(Sayaka) with hatred.

“But Yuri, you didn’t go out with him after all, did you?”

“He’s got a good face, but he’s boring to talk to”

(TL: My man got rejected twice, F for haruto)

After looking at Yuri, who was meditating with one eye as if to say “of course”. Sayaka and Emi look at each other.

“I think it’s a bit much to ask a normal boy to accept a yaoi or yuri lover.”

“I was expecting him to be a double-edged sword because he looked like he was on the receiving end.”

“If the world went according to your fantasy, you’d be in a lot of trouble right now.”

But it’s a disaster when the first person you confess to betrays you in one night and the second person forces you into the world of the abnormal.

(TL: Reference to Tanaka gets accepted and rejected by Sayaka on the same day and Yuri being a yaoi lover)

“I’m not sure if it’s bad luck or not,” Sayaka muttered to herself.

“This Tanaka-kun, he was talking happily about how he got a girlfriend the other day.”

“What?　You’re kidding, right?”

“You’re so surprised!? It’s nothing to be surprised about.”

In her surprise, Sayaka let out a loud scream that you would not normally expect from her.

After making an apology for the surprised scream. She twisted her head thoughtfully.

Haruto Tanaka has found a girlfriend – and if so, who is she?

So far what Sayaka recognizes it, Misuzu, Kanami, Aya, Saki including Sayaka, are already a part of Ran’s harem.

I don’t think I’ve ever actually seen it, but I seem to remember they told me that Aihara Sakuya and Onigawara Hibiki have also entered Ran’s harem recently.

Of course, Yuri and Emi are not Haruto’s partner, because they are talking about Haruto.

So that leaves only Queen Reika but if he tried to touch her, he would undoubtedly be interrupted by the Subaru, so it is unlikely that he would.

“It’s really “her”, isn’t it?

Yuri and Emi look at each other curiously at the incomprehensible question.

Sayaka looks at it and thinks for a moment. She looked around to make sure there was no one else in the room and then whispered in a quiet voice.

“Is it possible that it’s not a “she” but a “he”?” 𝗳𝙧𝐞𝚎w𝗲𝚋n𝚘𝙫𝑒𝘭.𝑐om

A rotten line that would normally never be spun, even in jest.

After a moment’s pause, Yuri was the first to react and let out a rapturous cry.

“Whoa, whoa! Sayaka-san has made a big mistake!”

“What are you talking about, Sadogashima-san?”

As if to say that the antiseptic, the last bulwark, has rotted, Yuri squeezes Sayaka’s hands with a twinkle in her eye.

This time, she thought, there was no doubt about it, Yuri was glittering.

“Tanaka-kun is more suited to a boy than a girl, after all!”

“I didn’t mean it like that.”

“If I keep training Sayaka every day, I might be able to turn her into a great yaoi lover in less than a month!”

“Listen to me!”

Just when you hear some dubious words Sayaka responds with the same shout.

However, it is none other than Sayaka herself who blurs out her theory.

It is said that if you dye red, you become red, and Sayaka thought that she might have been a little poisoned by the tastes of Yuri and Emi.

The usual situation is happening where Yuri and Emi are excited about such topics, and Sayaka watches them with a calm look in her eyes.

The fun time before dinner passed by in the unusual situation of Emi giving a warm look to the scene of Yuri and Sayaka’s excitement.