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The monster of logic and the monster hungry for love.

Lies, as you know, a lie is the counterpart of the truth, it's logical, right? But what is the truth? What is a lie? Each one can have their own truth and their own lie, it all depends on how the mind interprets things, your truth is as true as your neighbor's, the same with your lie, then really you could answer what is the truth what is the lie?

I hate lies, I hate my own definition of a lie, the biggest lie I hate is the idea of an idol, something that is true for many millions if I dared to say it, I don't understand how that can be true for someone, but who am I? to judge, just an immature boy who believes in the ideal of a truth, as thousands believe in the ideal of an idol, in that we are no different.

But, what is the reason for this verbiage of thoughts? I am simply in front of the greatest exponent of a lie in front of me.

-They are having fun-

Hoshino Ai exclaimed euphorically or faking such euphoria as he had decided to mark her, this one with her usual plastic image of her group B-komachi, Her idol outfit is adorned with a pink aesthetic of varying degrees of lighter and darker tones. The costume design has an overall ruffled appearance. She wears a black belt at the waist and other accessories throughout the design: three blue stars on her chest, a heart-shaped necklace on her neck, and a rabbit-shaped hairpin with two gold stars and a pink bow.

An archetypal image, a predesigned image, to attract, to sell, that was it after all, a product.

-Komachi-chan, Hikigaya Kun-

-¡Yes!-

His sister exclaimed with the same outburst of energy, she's always been a nervous wreck, now you're wondering, how did both Hikigaya brothers manage to have lunch with Hoshino Ai, an idol from the rising idol group B-komachi? Simple chance, that was all simple and no longer chance, they will tell you that God does not play dice and I will say that they are lying, how else can it be explained that komachi, an inveterate fan of B-komachi, won a contest to have dinner with him elected member of said group.

-I guess-

I responded evasively playing with the tomatoes in the salad on my plate, why did it have to be tomato?

-¡Mou!, Onii chan, you could be more energetic-

Her sister complained, hitting her shoulder, a fake laugh left Hoshino's lips, it was that kind of generic laugh number 45 of moe characters, everything perfectly calculated, everything perfectly measured.

-Sorry komachi, my Max coffee levels are low to handle this-

Endure was the key word, that word was the one that managed to resonate in Hoshino's mind, it was the word that reminded her of her mother, she didn't like her mother.

-I understand, it's a shame they don't sell max Hikigaya Kun coffee here-

I just had to keep lying and I didn't have to run into this guy again who was clearly not interested in her, it doesn't matter I just had to keep lying for the rest of the dinner, just like I had been doing until now, her lie was the truth of the girl in front of her, then it couldn't be a lie, his love for her was genuine, right?

-I'm sorry Hoshino san I have to go to the bathroom-

The youngest of the Hikigaya told her, squirming in her seat, that was somehow quite a cute act, could she use it to express her "love"? Maybe that way they can buy more of her lie.

-of course komachi no problem-

I just responded sweetly as I knew she would like.

-Onii chan don't go eat my parfait-

-Of course I won't, now go-

His brother sentenced without taking his dead eyes off the tomatoes in his salad as if he had a fight against them. Hikigaya Hachiman a common boy with average appearance and physique, there were many like them in his school he was not special, the only thing that puzzled her was that he seemed to not like her and she wanted to find out why, to find out what his lie was missing to be closer to a true "love".

-Heehee! You seem to love your sister a lot-

She decided to start the conversation, knowing that he wouldn't even try, he looked away from the tomatoes and looked directly at her, a true look, cold, scrutinizing, analytical, as if Hoshino Ai the girl was looking at her and not the idol. Hoshino Ai, a look that only lasted a few seconds before she got bored and went back to her fight with the tomatoes.

-It is normal to love your sister or at least I think it is normal to do so-

Love, was that what they had? There was no trace of a lie in her voice and she knew lies, determined to find out if that was love she decided to press.

-Whoa! Hikigaya that's very sweet, but you shouldn't say it like that, they might misunderstand you and accuse you of being weird-

She decided to end with an acted frown, the typical frown you'd see on anime girls, one of her many sources of inspiration when it came to lying.

-If they misinterpret my love, it is not my problem, it is their problem who do not understand what love means and twist it into an abominable definition-

Those words had piqued her curiosity, perhaps he could have the answer she wanted.

-And what is love Hikigaya Kun?-

The atmosphere became tense, he looked at her, time slowed down, only the two of them exist in their own world, isolated from everything else.

-I couldn't answer your question Hoshino san-

-Because?-

She responded too anxiously, as if she were a thirsty person who was denied water.

-Because you lack something to understand what it is to love-

She already knew that, she knew that she was not capable of loving, she was different, she was broken, even so she wanted to venture to know what was that something that she lacks.

-And what am I missing?-

-Someone genuinely special and I'm not just talking about a romantic topic-

Silence settled as if he expected her to hear, analyze and understand her words.

-I have that, all my fans are special-

I responded with the most radiant of smiles to prove my point.

-Impossible, when everyone is special, nobody is-

He was in charge of destroying all my lie, well he already knew, he knew that no matter how much I repeated it to him, his lie would never be true.

-It is not about numbers, after all there is a point in which we are no longer individuals but mere statistics-

He remained determined not to let her speak, imposing himself on her.

-In fact, I would dare to say that your haters affect you more than your fans, or am I wrong?-

He was right, she knew it, he knew it, she refused to answer him, refused to let him know that she was right.

-You know why I know-

-Because?

-Because they are few, you can recognize their existence, recognize them as individuals, unlike the thousands of your fans, they are just statistics-

He internalized his words, analyzed them and came to the conclusion that they could have a certain degree of truth.

-You say that I need someone genuinely special to understand love, right?-

-Yeah-

He agreed with a slight smile as if it were a teacher approving his most problematic student.

-Mine is komachi-

-What is it that makes someone genuinely special Hikigaya kun?-

-Well-

-yay!-

Komachi interrupted reminding them where they were, that the world was still at their expense.

-What did I miss?-

-Nothing, I was just having a little chat with your brother-

-Chat? My brother, those words don't go together-

-Hey!-

Hikigaya complained to which Komachi stuck her tongue out at him.

-Ha ha ha!-

A genuine smile escaped my lips.

-Yes, an interesting talk-

Hikigaya Hachiman, I will remember that name.

Thanks for reading, I would like you to choose whether or not to continue with this fic, I have to talk a lot about my writing

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