You Like Me, Not My Daughter?! Volume 2 [Complete] by Kota Nozomi

Author:Kota Nozomi
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf

The rules of the competition were incredibly simple. Just as Miss Oinomori explained, the two would wear outfits that were a bit embarrassing to wear after a certain age, and whoever looked better would win. That is to say, the one who was the least cringeworthy would win. The winner would be decided by a judge, which was of course me.

I had been dragged into their battle, something I had no business being involved in. I don’t wanna do this... I know this is all because of the one careless thing I said, but being the judge of this is rough.

“M-Miss Ayako...” I called out before the competition began.

“It’s all right, Takkun,” she responded, her voice trembling with nervousness. Despite that, she carried determination in her voice. “I won’t lose, no matter what.”

I didn’t know what to say. I, um. I just wanted to ask if you wanted to stop this battle that won’t leave anyone happy. I wanted you to calm down and come to your senses. It appeared that these women’s competition was beyond stopping.

“Why did this happen?” I muttered to myself with a deep sigh after being left alone in the living room.

The others were currently changing into their outfits that were “cringey unless worn by a young person.” Miss Ayako was going to look for something in the house, while Miss Oinomori was going to change into an outfit that happened to be in her suitcase that was “just right” for this competition. I wonder what kind of outfits they’re going to end up wearing.

“I’m coming in, Takkun.” The first one to finish changing and return was Miss Ayako. The door to the living room flung open, and I was stunned silent upon seeing her. She was dressed as a high schooler. Well, not really a high schooler—there was too much of a slightly X-rated air to her to be calling her a high schooler.

She was in a blazer, dress shirt, and pleated skirt: those holy grounds that only teenage girls could enter, the quintessential symbol of adolescence, the school uniform. Miss Ayako was bashful and blushing up to her ears. Despite her embarrassment, she was kind of striking a pose, perhaps because this was a competition. There was something indescribably painful about what I was seeing.

“H-How do I look? Does my high schooler outfit pass...?”she asked.

I sat there silently.

“Hey...Takkun... Please, anything but silence. Give me some kind of reaction. When you react like you’re weirded it out...it makes me want to go throw myself into the street...” Miss Ayako pleaded, looking like she could burst into tears at any moment.

“U-Um...” I was at a loss for words, overwhelmed by the sight of a woman in her thirties dressed as a high schooler. I didn’t want her to jump into the street, so I quickly tried to squeeze out some kind of comment. “Um, i-it’s kind of...c-cr—”

“Cringey?! Ugh... I-I knew it, of course it is. It’s cringey no matter how you look at it... I mean, a woman in her thirties dressed up like a high schooler? I just.

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