HimeHina's School Love Panic: Reincarnated as Idols, Surrounded by Suitors!? - On the first day of transfer, cherry blossoms bloomed at the school where a storm of love was blowing!

“……Hime, wake up already.” 　Someone’s voice. Really close. 　Tanaka Hime thought her eyelids felt heavy. Did she doze off before the stream? But her body felt strangely light. She didn’t feel like she was sinking into a bed. “Hey, Hime, come on.” “Wha—!? What, what’s wrong!?” 　She bolted upright. In front of her was a girl with fluffy, outward-flipped blonde hair and striking, narrow blue eyes. No doubt about it—Suzuki Hina. Her partner. 　But something was different. 　Hina’s outfit wasn’t the streaming costume she knew, nor casual clothes. It was a white blouse with a red ribbon and a navy pleated skirt. The so-called school uniform. 　And the scenery around them was strange, too. Wooden desks lined up in rows, a blackboard on the wall. Soft afternoon light through the windows. A classroom. No matter how she looked at it, it was a school classroom. “Hina, what’s going on……” “Let’s sort out the situation.” 　Hina stood up, lightly smoothing the hem of her skirt. She was tall. 162 centimeters. Hime was 155, so standing side by side, Hina always looked bigger. Well, that hadn’t changed from their original world. 　Hina walked toward a mirror at the back of the classroom. Hime followed, to check her own appearance. 　Her reflection in the mirror. 　Thin pink hair tied up in twin-tail buns, a star-shaped hairpin above her left ear. Big, bright pink eyes. Small and slender, but with long, graceful limbs. In a school uniform. “Yep, that’s me. Same as always, in perfect form.” “That’s not the issue here.” 　Hina pressed her fingers to her temple. Her habit when she was exasperated. Well, Hime knew. She knew, but still. 　She searched her pockets. No phone. No streaming equipment. Nothing. On the desk and in the drawers, only notebooks, textbooks, and a pencil case. This world had nothing—like the technology was ancient. “Hina, do you have your phone?” “No. Not even a flip phone.” “What about my viewers……” 　Her voice trembled. If the stream cut out, those people were definitely worried. She loved the smiles beyond the screen so much. “First, let’s gather information—where we are, who we are. We can be scared after that.” 　Hina took Hime’s hand. It was cool, but firm, and it put her at ease. “Okay. Thanks, Hina.” 　And so, their first day as transfer students began. ━━━━━━━━━━ 　The school was apparently called Kirameki Private Academy. A private high school with about 960 students, located halfway up a hill in Tokiha City. 　This school was a little strange. 　The founder, Asagiri Kaname-sensei (an educator from 120 years ago!), declared that “the essence of youth lies in romance,” and ever since, the school became famous as “the place where Japan’s most desperate-to-be-popular students gather.” What even was that. 　On top of that, there was the “Tokimeki Confession System”—if you wanted to formally ask someone out, you had to declare it in front of the fountain in the courtyard. If you didn’t, people apparently looked down on it as “not official.” Scary. “All right, let’s have our two new students introduce themselves to the class.” 　Their homeroom teacher, Wakaba Toshio-sensei. Thirty-two years old, Japanese literature teacher. Perpetually single, with matchmaking advice as a hobby—Hina had whispered that to her just now. What kind of information source was that. 　The teacher smiled as he urged Hime and Hina to the podium. 　The murmur of the class fell completely silent. 　Boys and girls alike were all staring at them. The gazes were intense. It felt like the comment section of their streams had all turned into eyes—that kind of pressure. “I’m Tanaka Hime! Nice to meet you! I’m good at singing and dancing!” 　She straightened her back and said it with a smile. As an idol, she had to at least be able to introduce herself. 　The classroom’s atmosphere rippled. “I-isn’t she too cute…?” “Pink hair… an angel?” “The blonde beauty next to her is insane too.” 　She could hear the whispers. Yeah, good reactions, she thought. In more ways than one. “I’m Suzuki Hina. Nice to meet you.” 　Hina said just that, ultra-cool, and stepped down from the podium. The same blunt treatment as always. But even so, she stole every gaze in the room. So unfair. ━━━━━━━━━━ 　Break after first period. 　Hime was sitting at her desk, resting while looking out the window, when two boys came and stood in front of her desk. “T-Tanaka-san! Please go out with me!” “No, I got here first! Suzuki-san, if it’s okay, let’s start as friends……” 　Huh. 　Did she do something? It hadn’t even been an hour since they transferred in. “Did my popular phase just arrive!? Amazing!” 　She was genuinely happy and said it out loud. Then Hina pinched and tugged the hem of her skirt from under the desk. “This isn’t the time to be happy. Ninety percent of this school is starved for romance. You weren’t hit by a ‘popular phase’—you were just marked as ‘hunting targets.’” “Ehh…… so what about his feelings?” “They might be real, or they might be the eyes of a predator.” 　That’s terrifying. Hina worries too much. 　But the boys who confessed—their eyes were a little intense. Was that what love was like? “Sorry, I don’t really understand that kind of thing!” 　She bowed with a little bob. She was super inexperienced with romance and couldn’t pick up on people’s affection at all. So she probably didn’t even understand half of what a confession meant. 　The two boys walked away, dejected. “Did I do something bad……” “This is fine. At that rate, if you responded to everyone, the day would be over.” 　In fact, a confession line formed every break. Not just boys—girls too. “Tanaka-san, you’re so cute…… I want to be friends with you.” 　What was this. Was she more popular here than as an idol? ━━━━━━━━━━ 　Lunch break. 　She thought she could finally relax. “Transfer students, can you come to the courtyard?” 　Three girls stood at the classroom door. Their eyes were intense. This was that thing. No—she was bad with this kind of thing. 　They were taken to the courtyard. 　In the center, a circular fountain with an angel statue. The stage for Tokimeki Confessions. After school, a line of people waiting to confess apparently formed there. Even now, students were scattered around, watching them. “For transfer students, don’t you stand out a little too much?” “But you know, this school has rules. Romance is a serious competition.” “So you two should formally compete through the Tokimeki Confession System too. If you get confessed to all sneaky-like, it’s a problem for us.” 　I see. She thought it was going to be backbiting, but they came at her with logic that sounded like model romance-brained reasoning. “I have no intention of playing along with romance games.” 　Hina brushed them off in one stroke. Her blue eyes were ice-cold. “We don’t particularly want to date anyone. We just transferred in—we have other things to deal with.” “Right, right! And besides, I really do want to be friends with everyone!” 　Hime said it with a smile. She was scared, but returning hostility with hostility wouldn’t make anyone get along. “I want to sing and dance here and have fun. So if it’s okay, let’s start as friends!” 　The trio blinked in surprise. 　Then the leader-looking girl turned bright red and said, “W-what’s with that…… that’s just unfair……” 　And with that, before even becoming friends, all three of them apparently had their hearts shot through at once. Why? “Hime, you……” “Huh? What? Wasn’t this the part where we get yelled at?” “Far from getting yelled at, you won them over. Those three are already your fans.” 　It was probably an unconscious talent cultivated through idol work. She was good at making people like her. Not in a romantic sense—in a friendship sense. ━━━━━━━━━━ 　After school. 　The rooftop. 　The lock was loose, and it opened easily. It seemed to be a hangout spot for students. 　From here, she could see Misora Hill and the townscape of Tokiha City all at once. The sky was gradually beginning to stain with sunset. “So pretty……” “Yeah.” 　The wind blew, and the hems of their skirts swayed softly. 　The two of them approached the fence. The city lights were starting to flicker on, one by one. “Hey, Hina.” “What.” “Do you think we can’t stream anymore?” 　After saying it, she felt much sadder than she’d expected. 　The smiles beyond the screen. The comments. Someone was waiting today, too. And there might still be people looking forward to their songs. “I’m sad…… that I won’t be able to see everyone’s smiles anymore.” 　Her vision blurred with tears. 　Even though crying felt frustrating. “Hime.” 　Hina turned toward her. 　Then, gently, she hugged her. “I’m here.” 　Her voice sounded like it was trembling. Hina was surely lonely too. And yet, she was trying to comfort Hime. “We’re HimeHina. No matter where we are, it’s the two of us.” “……Yeah.” 　It was warm. 　After a while, Hina pulled away. “Wanna sing?” “Yeah, I want to.” 　Because when she was feeling down, that’s when she sang. That’s how they’d always cheered themselves up. 　The two of them hummed together. 　That song they made to reach their viewers. 　HimeHina’s song, meant to deliver smiles to the whole world. 　On the sunset-lit rooftop, their harmonies overlapped. ━━━━━━━━━━ 　That’s when it happened. 　A presence, swaying softly from underfoot. 　The wind grew warm. “……What?” “Wait, look at that.” 　Where Hina pointed. 　The cherry tree in the courtyard. 　The tree that had lost all its leaves and flowers, left with only bare branches. 　It began to bloom all at once. 　Pale pink petals opening toward the sky. 　That cherry tree that had definitely been completely bare in the morning and at noon. “Huh……?” “No way.” 　Windows across the school building flew open all at once. “The cherry blossoms are blooming!” “I heard singing just now! And right after, this!” “No way…… so beautiful……” 　Voices like screams rose from all over. 　The sound of running in the hallways, and silhouettes crowded into every window. 　Petals fluttered upward. 　Through the sunset, pink petals scattered like glittering stars. “Is this…… because of us?” “Impossible. It’s autumn. Cherry blossoms can’t bloom now.” “But right after we sang—” “It’s not a coincidence. But why.” 　Hime looked at her own hands. 　The cherry blossoms bloomed because of their song? 　In their original world’s streams, nothing like this had ever happened. 　But in this world, it did. “I’m scared.” 　Her true feelings slipped out. “I don’t know this power……” “Neither do I. But one thing’s clear. At this school, we might not be able to stay ordinary high school students.” 　That voice was serious. 　Hime exchanged glances with Hina. 　Neither of them could smile. “What do we do now? Can we even survive at this school?” “I don’t know. But if it’s the two of us, don’t you feel like we can manage somehow?” 　Hina smiled, just a little. 　Seeing that, something warm pulsed deep in Hime’s chest. 　That’s right. 　They were HimeHina. 　No matter what world, as long as she had her songs and Hina, it would surely be okay. 　But at that moment, they still didn’t know. 　That their songs would stir up an outrageous whirlpool of romance at this school. 　In the courtyard, the blizzard of petals continued to dance through the autumn sky.

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