Voluue (1/2)

My name is Kusakabe Sakura

I don't have uy currently in h

Come on, mock me! I know you want to! (Mock all you wish!+)

As far as I' I always hated (and was made fun of) was my name

Because ”Sakura” sounded too girlish, I've always been frustrated over it, like a spoilt little child

But, now, I couldn't care less any more

And the one who caused ht now

Today, I knocked before entering ain, as usual

Becauseto me myself alone

And, right now, a se, was in thein my room

Needless to say, I saw everything she and every other girl had that I didn't And, naturally…

… We both screamed simultaneously

”Nooooooooooooooo!”

”Ahhhhhh! Dokuro-chan, I didn't…”

My sentence was broken by a huge, irl's hands before I could even finish it

”Waaaaaaaaaah!!”

The sound of her screa of brain juices and splattering eyeballs

Not to forget my severed scalp, which dully landed on the pane and stuck there

Perhaps I could say that she was shy?

”Ah! I'm sorry, Sakura-kun!”

With a cute and melodic voice that would make any lolicon kidnap her without hesitation, she twirled the blood-stained club around and chanted…