118.1 Volume 5 SS 1: A Crocodile’s Blues - Story About Buying My Classmate Once A Week

Volume 5 SS 1: A Crocodile’s Blues Dark. And on top of that, cramped. What is this? Unbelievable. Moving is the absolute worst. As the distinguished first member of the esteemed Shiori-chan Fan Club and an excellent, wonderful tissue box cover in the form of a crocodile, finding myself trapped in a cardboard box is entirely due to this relocation. Because of it, my belly is devoid of the tissue box, preventing me from performing my crucial duty of protecting and supplying tissues for Shiori-chan. Moving is truly a terrible thing. In the darkness of this cardboard box, all I can be is a crocodile without its tissue box. It's not as if I hold any grudge against Shiori-chan moving. My place is wherever Shiori-chan is, so I shall follow her wherever she goes. If I can be with Shiori-chan, it doesn't matter how long I'm confined in a cardboard box. However, I despise the reason for the move. Sendai Hazuki, who intends to take Shiori-chan away from me. The reason I'm in this predicament is entirely her fault. Absolutely infuriating. If Sendai-san had not appeared, Shiori-chan would not have ended up going to some distant university I've never heard of, and she wouldn't have been involved in something as baffling as this "room-sharing" concept. I intended to live peacefully in this room with Shiori-chan for as long as possible, but now everything has changed because of Sendai-san, forcing me into a cardboard box, which is just not amusing. Additionally, the order of packing is problematic. Why must my brilliant self be packed into a box before the black cat plushie that Sendai-san brought along? Moreover, the packing wasn't even halfway done before I was placed in the box, and though temporarily, the lid was closed. Even though I've been by Shiori-chan's side and been cherished by her long before Sendai-san brought that black cat, it now seems like the cat is being valued more. Unacceptable. I have the mission of watching over Shiori-chan until the very end of the moving preparations, but I cannot fulfill that mission if I'm packed away in a cardboard box. While I do accept that my beloved Shiori-chan decided on the packing order and have come to terms with it, I cannot help but feel uneasy. Perhaps, Shiori-chan treasures me so much, wanting to ensure that she wouldn’t forget me, that I was boxed before the black cat. But the fact that the black cat watches over Shiori l-chan longer than I do is intolerable. If possible, I want to get out of here right now. And I want to see Shiori-chan. When she was putting me into the cardboard box, Shiori-chan seemed slightly anxious, and I am worried about her. Though I am a mighty crocodile, I cannot speak, so I want to get out of this box quickly and cheer up Shiori-chan with my fluffy hands and body. From the depths of my heart—or rather, from the stuffing within—I genuinely feel this way. As a proud crocodile tissue cover.