4. Girlfriend
He can't help but having his mind somewhere else whenever he's going to the restroom. Actually it's still about restrooms, only…
It all begins with: he thinks the wall that separates the boys' and girls' restroom is not thick enough. He can always hear girls chattering from the boys' restroom rather clearly; and it bothers him, actually, but decides not to mind much about that. Then it leads to: why girls have so many things to talk about, so they have to do it even in the restroom? He can never understand.
That time is the same as ever. He's going to the restroom to wash his face because if he doesn't, he would go straight to the dream world in the next period and the teacher would give him punishment for that for sure. There's no one in there but him, yet he's accompanied by girls' voice. So weird.
Insert a girlish giggle here. "That's just your standard!"
"Hey, I see nothing wrong with having my eyes on a pretty boy!"
"Who looks totally like a girl."
"Hey, I've said there's nothing wrong with that! You think he's cute as well, right?"
"Well, he is cute, but I prefer him to be a girl instead, somehow."
"Pfft."
Are they talking about boys? Meh. He just shrugs as he walks away from the sink, heading to the door. He can still hear the girls' voices.
"Ikemen, huh. Like… Jersey, maybe?"
"Yeah, Jersey! I've never been in the same class with him, though, but just by seeing glimpses of him, I knew!"
"Me neither… Ah, have you seen him without glasses? He's even more cool that way."
"Either way is fine for me…"
Of course he is now stopping momentarily from heading out—just what is he hearing?! Those girls are talking about him so nonchalantly! Although they're saying he's cool, good-looking, whatever… Nah. He thought he's good for nothing but maybe he's not that bad as a human being. Well, he knows that he's not a bad-looking guy himself—wait, is it even the right time to think about that! Those girls are talking about him so nonchalantly!
Still, he's feeling happy deep inside. It's the girls who are saying that! Girls!
Shush.
"But know what, he's an idol-otaku, is he?"
"Eeeh you're kidding! He's seriously an otaku?!"
"Yeah, that kind of otaku who spends money to buy several same albums for voting his favorite idol, goes to the theater, does wotagei chants—those kinds of things!"
"Now, who wants to be with someone like that? That's just downright creepy."
"But that kind of person… What a shame. No wonder he has no girlfriend, though I think he could get one easily. Well, if he wasn't like that."
A crooked smile appears on his face. They… They really talk about people so guiltlessly, don't they? Not knowing he's hearing everything from the other side of the wall… Hahaha. He's not gonna get a girlfriend anytime soon, yeah, right. It's not like he was unaware with that fact. Ha.
He slaps his both slightly wet cheeks with his both hand. "Hah! Enough thinking!" he exclaims. Just let those girls say what they want to say, it doesn't matter, anyway.
'All that matters is Chia and Chia only~'
Yeah, surely no girlfriend. It's okay for him.
… That is, surely, a blatant lie, though.