On burnable trash day, I was depressed.

No, it's not your fault.

...Hello.

Hello...

Even when I change my schedule, we still meet when we meet.

It's windy

today.

I haven't looked at Ruriko's blog recently.

Because...

I'm sure the comments are like this.

Ruriko, are you ok? Someone who goes through your trash is the worst!!

That's scary~ Die whoever's lying in wait.

I'm worried about Ruriko. Don't lose to the stalker!

Ruriko, cheer up~!

I've been feeling

Out of place for a while.

The Smoked Out Tiger On Guard Is Last Part

The wind has been blowing hard all day today.

So my neighbor's laundry

Got caught on my veranda.

This clearly isn't my towel...

Actually, I've seen this, on her blog.

Didn't she buy it at some stylish general store?

I remember.

Because I'm a fan. A fan remembers everything like this! I'm sorry!

I'll return it before she makes a fuss about how 'my laundry was stolen~'

And if she's not there, I'll put it in the paper bag and leave it before the entrance.

Yes?

She's there...

Umm, it's your neighbor.

Your laundry blew over... Can you please confirm its yours?

Sorry.

For troubling you.

Hah

Umm,

I'm not going to

Burst into your room,

So can you open up a little more?

It's hard to hand this to you...

Her eyes are red.

Was she crying?

Miyake-san, is this your towel?

Yes.

It's definitely mine. Thanks for going out of your way.

Ah, geez.

It was posted on the blog.

You wrote you liked it.

You wrote that you also often carried around a handkerchief that you bought together with this.

You're "Ruriko", aren't you?

I don't care any more.

Do you know who I am?

I've commented lots of times with the name "Tiger".

...Ah, "Tiger"...

Yes.

I see, so that was you, Asakawa-san.

...Huh?

It's that out of place feeling again.

You commented again last month, right?

I don't remember the contents though.

Ah, I'm ok about the garbage incident.

I won't say anything to the landlord.

But doing that sort of thing really bothers me.

So please don't...

...Displaying a photo that you took of yourself

Is quite strange.

Huh?

Do women

Put pictures that they took of themselves with a cell phone in a frame

And display them in their room?

I'm sorry, but while I do have a older sister who's several years older than me, I don't have a girlfriend.

So I don't know these kinds of things.

Miyake-san.

...What are you talking about?

I'm truly sorry

If I've said anything weird.

I... Just convinced myself on my own?

Even when I was distrusted and pointed out, I didn't deny that you were "Ruriko"...

Then, on her blog,

That disgusting stalker...

Was you, Miyake-san?

What's wrong about that?

Miyake

Buying the same clothes as the idol you like,

Having the same things,

Using the same make up,

Trying out the same foods that she likes,

Displaying photos of her in my room,

I even found

Where she lives... So it couldn't be helped, right!?

It's ok for me not to go up and talk to her right?

I don't know if I'm a fan or a stalker anymore.

Just that I like her!

Asakawa-san, you like her too, so you understand right?

Please don't group me with you.

It's true,

As I've passed by here lately,

I'd think, maybe she would pass by me in town.

I had... a little bit of hope that would happen.

But I never thought about invading her life.

Going through her trash (life), locating her home, lying in wait,

Those things... Aren't what a fan does.

Do you want to scare her?

...Why are you crying too?

I don't know.

Probably because it's so pitiable.

That's right.

I've done something pitiable to her.

No.

What's pitiable is you.

You're mistaken on how you support her,

And cried when you were rejected by the one you like,

And you're getting lectured by a garbage guy. I pity you.

Lately, I've been feeling a little depressed. Someone went through my garbage, and was lying in wait?? for me. It's disgusting...

...I'm sorry. I knew that you weren't looking at my garbage.

But I shopped like she did to follow her life... And I thought you might find out that I'm not Ruriko...

I'm also

not in the position to judge you.

I used to think

That I was lucky if you were Ruriko.

I also thought

That your singing voice was cute too.

Wai, Wait a second.

What about my singing voice?

Eh...

Miyake-san, don't you sing a lot?

W-Why didn't you say anything sooner?

Well, because it wasn't loud or annoying...

Miyake-san, you have a corner room, so it wasn't a problem for me...

H...

Having a corner room or being cute,

Don't give me that those aren't problems...

I never hear any sounds coming from your room so I thought the walls were thick.

Huh...

Ah, I see.... I thought something was different today.

She's not very Ruriko-like.

Her angry face is totally different from Ruriko's.

I didn't realize I had set my mind like that.

Now that I take a good look, you don't look like her that much.

Well...

I guess so.

I guess it's my fault too for being convinced of it.

I'm a failure as a fan.

No...

I'm an even bigger...

That night,

I checked Ruriko's blog.

What?

Ummm, Ruriko, it's also your fault. Though I like that part about you too.

Ruriko, hang in there. Next time, you should be more careful with your photos.

I thought it would be flooded with stalker bashing.

It's only advice for Ruriko... What's with that?

It doesn't look like they're pissed off...

I wonder if Miyake-san is seeing this too.

I read everyone's comments. I think I'm also at fault too... It wasn't someone going through my trash, rather than that, that person was tying the ones that were not properly tied. And...

Even though

She properly tied it...

It's windy again today...

Good morning.

Ah

Good morning.

Asakawa-san

Ummm

This morning,

I sent her an email through the blog.

I said I'm sorry.

That I won't intrude on your life anymore.

And that I might have unnecessarily scared her...

Asakawa-san, I'm sorry about making you feel bad too.

Eh

Are you Miyake-san?

Yes.

Please say so at the beginning!

You surprised me.

I didn't put on much makeup today...

And when I'm job hunting, I use black hair dye...

She has tareme.

Women are scary.

Yes, they are.

Please don't bee fooled, Asakawa-san.

Umm... Am I disgusting?

Eh?

...Once I save a little more money, I'll move.

That is, if you don't want me here.

When it's moving time, I'll leave...

...No, you don't have to

Do that.

...But

Ah, well.

I'm worried for Ruriko.

I can stand guard over you here.

So please don't decide on your own and move somewhere.

Is that ok with you?

No, it's not because looking for somewhere to move to is a pain or anything.

Yes... Then,

Please keep on distrusting me.

If you do so, then I might not make any more mistakes.

Standing guard and being guarded against...

Is there something I should be on guard for from you?

No, not really...

I want...

I want to be a normal fan.

Can I be one?

Is it ok if I am one?

Even if you ask me,

I don't know.

But,

You were rejected by the one you like, and were crying alone.

For a moment,

I shamefully felt sorry for you, the culprit.

You're cold.

I looked up to her, Ruriko.

She's young, cute, does things at her own pace... I wanted to become her.

But from her perspective...

I'm just a pervert.

But now... Ruriko developed a sense of danger, right?

It's

Convenient, right?

A skilled, yet unskilled person.

Please don't protect me.

Please don't be kind to me.

I won't. You're being overly self-conscious, Miyake-san.

Actually, I really hate yogurt.

Is that so?

Well then,

I'm leaving.

Ok.

From now on,

Asakawa-san

Why did you

Use the name "Tiger"?

It seems strong.

You sound like a grade schooler.

You'll surely be able to support her in your own way.

I guess.

It's arrogant, but I also want to support you.

The Smoked Out Tiger On Guard Is The End

It was the story of a stalker and a guard. Thank you very much for reading!

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