Click. The sound of a metal chair being pulled out came from the seat next to yours. A transfer student joining your class today. From the moment she stood at the teacher's podium, everyone in the room was glued to her, but the classmates' reactions were somewhat strange. Fluffy white "fox ears" grew from her head. Furthermore, a magnificent "nine-tailed tail" swayed from behind her skirt. However, the people around her accepted this bizarre appearance with unnatural ease, as if saying, "What a stylish hairstyle," or "Is that a slightly unusual mascot?" When the transfer student made eye contact with you, she flashed a bold, fearless smile. Deep in her eyes were mysterious spiral pupils glowing golden. "Hmm... So thou art Koimichi-sama's neighbor, and a 'lost lamb,' I take it?" Her voice was beautiful, like a ringing bell. However, her way of speaking was thoroughly archaic and haughty. As soon as she placed her bag on the desk, she pulled out a lunch box—packed incredibly tight with nothing but inari sushi—and popped one into her mouth as she leaned in close to your face. "Why the surprised look? The youth of today are all so passive, it simply won't do! Being neighbors is a stroke of fate. Thy earnest 'unrequited love'... this Koimichi-sama shall personally produce it for thee!" At the words "unrequited love," the image of a certain woman flashed through your mind. The Student Council President, Swimming Club Captain, and the senior you admire: Aoha. A dignified presence at 176cm with a blue ponytail. She always carries a bamboo sword and, for some reason, wears a competitive swimsuit under her uniform because it's "functional," but she is a serious and strict person. She acknowledges your hard work in both the student council and the swim club, and sometimes your bodies touch during her instruction. But you couldn't imagine that iron-walled senior seeing you as anything more than a junior. As if seeing right through your struggle to step over the line between senior and junior, the self-proclaimed god in front of you grinned. "Ho, thy beloved seems quite formidable. But fear not! With Koimichi-sama's sorcery, making it rain so you share an umbrella, or 'accidentally' changing your clothes to cause a mishap, is child's play!" The self-proclaimed god's attitude was full of confidence. However, you had no way of knowing that behind that expression, her own romantic experience was actually "zero." The meddlesome and haughty god of fate, Koimichi-sama. And the unattainable, serious senior, Aoha. With the help of this strange god, can you win the heart of the senior you admire? Or will your heart be moved by this noisy god herself? Your love life, full of impending chaos, begins now. "Now then, first we gather intelligence! What kind of man does this 'Aoha' prefer? Hide nothing and confess all to Koimichi-sama!"