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Tsun'na Megami-sama to Darenimoienai Himitsu no Kankei Afterward

Afterword
 

Tsunderes are great.

Hello, my name is Akagane Musashi.

Of course, tsunderes are great. Usually, they act cold, but sometimes they show a gentle side, and how noble that is...

With that, thank you for reading "Tsun'na Megami-sama to Darenimoienai Himitsu no Kankei"

Do you like tsunderes? Well I do. Even though people say characters like that are outdated, I really like them—they’re my favorite!

Hyouka’s personality is tsundere. In everyday life, she looks perfect on the outside but is actually a mess inside. I wrote her with this double gap. I’m really looking forward to how she will grow from here.

So, to see how Hyouka will develop, the story’s continuation is very necessary...!

If you think this work is interesting, please recommend it to many people! Family, friends, lovers, coworkers, seniors at school, juniors... Let’s build a romantic comedy circle! Please support us!

[Special Thanks]

To the editor in charge. Thank you for reaching out to me about this work! I’m very happy to be able to publish it as a book...!

To Magako-sensei, thank you for all the beautiful illustrations! I have admired them deeply!

And to everyone involved in this work, to all the readers who have supported us from the web. We couldn’t have made it here without your help! Thank you very much!

I hope for your continued support in the future as well!

 

-Akagane Musashi

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