Today was the day!

Hikari was finally ready to confess to her crush.

"Kacchan, what if she doesn't like me back? What if she hates me after this?!"

That was a lie.

Katsushi facepalmed, "Just ask her out!"

"Maybe asking people out for you is easy cause you have no crush, but Ahiru is, like, my best friend after you!" Hikari whined, "What if something goes wrong?!"

Katsushi dragged Hikari over to one of the dorms, knocking furiously on the door.

Tamao opened the door, rubbing her eyes, "Eh? What do you want?"

"It's like three in the afternoon," Hikari deadpanned, "How are you tired?"

"Took a nap. I really need to stop waking up at three am."

Katsushi pushed Hikari into the room, and followed her in, shutting the door behind him.

"Now, tell Hikari that nothing bad will happen if she asks out Ahiru."

Tamao rubbed her eye, "Wait, you seriously haven't confessed yet?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" Hikari panicked.

"Takayama-chan, it's so obvious she likes you back," Tamao deadpanned.

"Wait, seriously?"

"Yes! Now go get your girl!" Tamao pushed the two out of her room, "If I'm wrong, you can punch me."

"I'll take you up on your offer."

"She's literally the ultimate matchmaker, Hikari."

As the two walked away, Tamao turned back, about to enter her dorm, "Wait."

She turned back around, "My 'someone or something is going to interrupt the otherwise perfect confession' senses are tingling."

Tamao decided then and there to follow the two.

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Hikari was standing outside Ahiru's talent lab, giving herself a pep talk.

Katsushi and Tamao(when did she arrive?) were also there, encouraging her.

"Go in and get yourself some as-" Katsushi was interrupted by Tamao slamming her hand over his mouth.

"You got this!"

"Yeah, I got this!" Hikari cheered, walking through the door.

C-C-C-Come on.

C-C-C-Come on.

Go, go.

C-C-C-Come on.

C-C-C-Come on.

Go-

"Yo!" Hikari greeted Ahiru, who was at  a desk, sewing something.

Ahiru smiled, "Hello Hikari."

fUCK-

She had told herself she was ready.

She was not fucking ready.

"Uh, hey~!" Hikari rubbed the back of her head, sweating nervously.

Ahiru stood up, pressing a hand to her forehead, "Your face is red, and you're sweating a lot. Are you sick?"

Hikari only turned more red at this, "No! It's just, um-"

Katsushi ran into the room and screamed something, "GOD DAMNIT AHIRU! SHE LIK-"

Hikari tackled him out of the room, screaming, "KACCHAN, I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU!", Tamao helpfully slamming the door shut behind them.

"That was amazing, yet awful at the same time," Tamao huffed, still leaning on the door, "Hikari, you should be thanking your reflexes right now."

Hikari got off Katsushi, "Why?"

"Ahiru is the type of person who will only think it's a real confession if the person who's confessing is the same person as the one who likes her."

Katsushi sighed, "And?"

"If someone tells her about another person's crush, she won't believe it's true, even if the person confirms afterwards," Tamao explained, "So, in short, if you hadn't tackled Shibata, your chances with her were practically over."

Hikari paled.

Katsushi paled even more.

Hikari grabbed Katsushi by his shirt collar and started shaking him, "I'm gonna fucking murder you."

"Please don't," Tamao interrupted.

Hikari let go, sighing.

"You should head back in," Tamao continued, "Oshima-chan's probably confused."

Hikari nodded, walking back in.

"What was that about?" Ahiru asked, tilting her head.

"Don't worry about it," Hikari dismissed the interruption, "Anyway, I have to ask you something..."

Later....

"I GOT A GIRLFRIEND!" Hikari's shriek echoed throughout the dorms.