Hello people!
I just wanted to say that…
Kaichouwa Maid-sama ain't mine. It belongs to Hiro Fujiwara.
Prologue
Money, expensive clothing, lust, fame, status in life, wealth and Me.
That's what all women want.
To them, it's heaven. To me it's just another example of how boring and dreary the world is.
Is there even a worthy woman who I can enjoy my pathetic life with?
Hmmm…no answer. Guess not.
Even the Miss Seika President is now boring to me. (Plus, she has Takumi, so it's pointless.)
Is it my destiny to be a rich, a lonely young man who just wants an extra-ordinary woman in his life and be with her until their bones are rotten and their skins have been feast by crawling creatures underground? Is it my fate, to be a sensual man who try to change, but cannot change? Is it my fault that the woman I have loved when I was 5 has ignored me and thinks that I am a lousy snob? Or, is it lust that has been taking over me and ruining my teenage life?
If not. So why must I have to suffer? Why can I not find a woman that is perfect just for me? Or, I already found that woman, but I just cannot understand why she disgusts me. Do I stink? Am I ugly? Does my attire look horrible? Do I have awful hair?
Igarashi Tora is my name. And I am going to find out why she hates me and why, in all the women in the world, I have loved her.