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OreShura: Volume 8 Chapter 6

2019-02-16T22:47:15Z

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==#6 Classmate, Disciplinary Committee, Mayhem==

The third term of school was short, so there was only an end term test and no mid term test.

In other words, there was only one chance to aim for the rank one spot.

First and foremost, I’ll go observe my enemies movements.

“This was a huge help, thanks.”

Before first period began, I gave Mogami, who was staring off into space, her book back.

“Oh, you already finished all of it?”

Her braids swung as she turned her head to look at me. They don’t stand out too much, but in reality her hair is actually pretty long. If she untied it, she may give off a different impression altogether.

“I’m not gonna untie it. My hair is a pain to deal with.”

“Don’t just read my thoughts as if they were so obvious. It's scary.”

“Because you were just staring at my braids. I can more or less figure out what you’re thinking.”

Mogami made a ‘Fuwaa’ noise as she let out a big yawn.

She didn’t have to go that far, but it was thanks to her that I was able to regain my number one spot since she taught me. For now I won’t argue back.

“You mentioned before that you don’t actually want to become a doctor, right?”

“Yeah, not at all.”

She had said she comes from a family of a long line of doctors. As a result, her mom wants her to follow in their footsteps, but Mogami seems to have a different idea.

“Why not? The pay is high and it's a highly respected profession, so a lot of people want to become one. It would make sense if you grades were bad or it wasn’t possible, but you’re not like that.”

Not to mention that her family has money, so there should be no problem. Even if she doesn’t get the recommendation, it still seems like she’ll end up going to med school.

Mogami glanced at me.

“Being a doctor isn’t as great as you think.”

Mogami was as nonchalant as always, but but her words seemed strangely serious.

“It’s a big responsibility for sure. But that makes it all the more worth doing.”

“That’s not what I’m talking about.”

Mogami nodded.

“How about you try talking to my dad.”

“Heh?”

I let out my voice in surprise to such an unexpected proposal.

“If you really want to become a doctor, maybe he’ll give you some advice.”

Mogami’s dad is said to be the best plastic surgeon in the city.

He’s also Chiwa’s family doctor.

“However. You’re not allowed to get mad at him and ask why he couldn’t return Chiwa back to how she was before.”

“I-I won’t.”

To be honest, I still have some ill feelings towards him, but I wouldn’t do something like that. Above all, it would make Chiwa sad.

Either way, this is more than I could ever ask for.

“Yes please. I’m ok with meeting whenever is convenient for him.”

“Gotcha. I’ll ask him about it.”

Mogami glanced away for a second.

I followed where she was looking and...Masuzu-san was gazing at us with a scary look.

“By the way, you broke up with her, right”

“You know a lot, huh.”

“I heard from Chiwa.”

For now, it seems that only a small group of people know.

I investigated the super popular Takana-kun from the soccer club, but he didn’t seem to know yet. He then went on to get mad and said ‘My names Yamamoto’.<ref>Masuzu made this same mistake earlier in the series</ref> Sorry, I honestly forgot.

“I’d want to say that from Chiwa’s position, this is a one in a lifetime opportunity, but it seems that some trouble is still to come.”

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Afterschool. Just as Mogami had predicted, trouble came quickly and unsurprisingly.

Akano Mei, the central girl of the class, went up to Masuzu’s desk with three of her friends.

This is bad!

I was just about to call out to her, but Akano beat me by a hair.

“Nee Nee, Natsukawa-san. Are you free for a bit?”

Masuzu had a very surprised expression as someone she hardly knew began talking to her.

However she suddenly hid her surprise and returned back to her cool-headed self.

Masuzu wasn’t stupid enough to just reply with ‘What do you want?’.

“Sure, I don’t mind.”

“Really? Well, then we can go to McDonalds and…”

“Here is fine.”

Masuzu interrupted and this time Akano was the one with the surprised look.

“We’ll be finished talking in no time at all, so there’s no need to go somewhere else.”

“Uhh..umm..ah”

Masuzu looked away from the bewildered Akano and exchanged looks with me.

‘’’There’s no problem, everything is alright.’’’

Like that, she gently kept me away.

After that, she took a small breath.

She announced to the whole class that was pretending to return home but was really eavesdropping:

“It’s as you’ve guessed. Eita-kun and I have broken up.”

The classroom became noisy from so many people talking. It was the same as when Masuzu confessed to me six months ago. And just as it was back then, it felt as if all eyes were on me. It seems like this is just our fate.

“Is this for real, Eita!”

“Why? How come? Who broke up with who?”

“You let the biggest opportunity of your life go to waste?!”

People had begun to crowd around me as well. Seriously, why do they care about other people’s business when it comes to love.

“I got dumped.”

“AHH AS EXPECTED!”

Everyone spoke in unison as they nodded. I get it, but you’ll still hurt my feelings, you bastards.

“Why did you break up with Kidou-kun?”

“I realized that there was someone who is a much better match for him than I am.”

“Who? Who is?”

Masuzu replied calmly to Akano as she questioned her.

“It’s who everyone expects it is. Harusaki Chiwa-san, his childhood friend.”

High pitched cheers filled the classroom.

Everyone in our class knew about the love triangle between me, Masuzu, and Chiwa. In addition, it was also this class that spread news of the ‘Dora Live Incident’ when ‘Jien-otsu’ was just us three.

“Well Kidou and Harusaki-san do seem like a good match for each other.”

“Even so, this is unforgivable.”

“Don’t you think they go better together than him and Masuzu?”

“Even so, this is unforgivable.”

There were some voices of hatred mixed in, but for the most part the responses seemed to be favorable.

...Was that your goal, Masuzu.

Trying to clear the path to your goal by announcing this to the whole class.

“I’m not going out with Chiwa or anything!”

I objected with a yell, but everyone was too busy gossiping to hear.

This was quite the carefully thought out plan. There’s no doubt she liked Joseph from part two.<ref>Second JoJo of the series was smart and had these really smart plans.</ref>

But are you OK with this, Masuzu?

If people know you’re single again, won’t you return to the ‘confession hell’ that you were in during the first term? It was only a matter of time before people found out, but was there any need to expose it yourself?

At a time like this I would rely on Kaoru, but he wasn’t here because he had something to do at the student council.

“In that case, Masuzu-san how about going out with me?”

The person who was already bringing that up was the popular Sakagami. He jokingly skipped over to Masuzu’s desk and kneeled while stretching his right arm out.

Masuzu smiled brightly.

“I politely decline♪”

“Uwa, I was rejected in two seconds~. It's a new record~.”

The class burst out in laughter at Sakagami who was laying on his back in the shape of a 大 character while pretending to be knocked out.

Yamanaka-kun from the soccer club was glaring with a look that I had never seen before.

Well, this is sorta how it goes.

There were only a handful of people who truly had a crush on Masuzu.

For a majority, it was fun game of asking out the ‘number one school beauty’ and nothing more.

But I wonder if Masuzu could go on being the subject of that game.

This has already gotten out of hand.

“What are you all being so loud for!”

The classroom fell silent in an instant.

The angry voice came from someone standing in the doorway while glaring at the class.

Disciplinary Committee Chairman, Fuyuumi Ai.

Behind her stood two other Disciplinary Committee members that came along.

The other two were our second year senpais, but they were following A-chan very naturally.

Fuyuumi walked up to the podium while the class was silent after being intimidated by her appearance.

“It’s prohibited for students with no business to attend to to stay after school. Those with after school activities or committee work, get going, and those without either of those are to return home at once.”

There were many students who didn’t seem happy with this, but nearly everyone reluctantly went back to preparing to head home.

The people who had crowded around myself and Masuzu had dispersed as well.

“And one more thing. I think these jokes involving Masuzu has gone too far. From now on, the Disciplinary Committee will deal with those offences strictly, so please keep that in mind.”

“Wait I wasn’t really”

“Yeah. This wasn’t us making fun of her or anything.”

Fuyuumi responded bluntly to Akano and Sakagami who had begun to make an objection.

“Love is no joke.”

Even if those around her can’t tell, A-chan is more serious than anyone when it comes to love.

Those words ‘Love is no joke’ also resonated with me.

Even though my classmates didn’t know the details, the seriousness of that statement seems like I was conveyed since no one argued back.

Except one person.

“...What are you scheming...?”

Masuzu muttered as she stared at A-chan with doubtful eyes.

Ah, Masuzu.

Why can’t you just be obedient?

A-chan is trying to help you out.

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OreShura: Volume 8 Chapter 5

2019-02-13T00:10:13Z

VanillaFirefox:

==#5 Anti Valentine's Mayhem==
It was the beginning of the year, the end of winter break, and before I knew it the third semester of school had rolled around.

It had only been a little over ten days of living with my mother again, but truth be told it was a big help not needing to do housework anymore. I was able to spend that time studying instead, so I had nearly completed the book that Mogami had given to me.

There was a small happening at the opening ceremony, though. At the start of the third term, the disciplinary committee elects a new chairman…and it actually ended up being A-chan somehow.

For a first year to be chosen is pretty strange.

A-chan was introduced by the ‘ahoge festival’<ref>Matsuri, her name, means festival</ref> Ishige Matsuri on stage and gave this as her greeting:

“Our school has a tradition of being very free, but that freedom is thanks to the order that is kept. To the students who mistake ‘freedom’ as meaning ‘I can do whatever I want’, please keep in mind that the disciplinary committee will deal with you unsparingly.”

It was quite the stiff greeting, but now that I think about it that's how Fuyuumi Ai was from the start of things.

It was only after joining ‘Jien-Otsu’ that her behavior changed.

The A-chan to say ‘Love is shameless’ may be the real A-chan. At least, that's what the rest of the school thinks.

But I know.

I know her love-struck, fragile, and weak self.

“I need to do something…”

But what exactly ''should'' I do.

What should I, the boy who hates love, do to help these girls that can’t be helped without it.

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On the other hand, Natsukawa Masuzu didn’t change at all after the new year.

<big><big><big><big>'''VALENTINE'S DAY IS PROHIBITED! (EXCLUDING SOME AREAS)'''</big></big></big></big>

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It was after school in the club-room.

After seeing what Masuzu-san had written on the whiteboard, me, Chiwa, and Hime all stared with a dumbfounded look. First the suspension of Christmas, and now this? As someone who was anti-love, I was pretty happy myself.

“What do you mean by prohibited?”

Hime gave her hand a break from drawing in her sketchbook and tilted her head to the side.

“The truth is, Japan has changed their laws surrounding this. Criminal law clause 296...uh...it made it prohibited. If you break the law...uh… something bad will happen.”

She gave a pretty choppy explanation. Is it too much work to figure it out beforehand?

“Poor candy shops…”

Aaand Hime just believes her without question. That girl needs to learn to doubt people a little more.

“What is the ‘excluding some areas’ part about?”

Chiwa inquired as she ate her choco cornet at the perfect time.

“If we’re being specific, then its houses number 11 and 12 in Hananenoyama city Fujishima neighborhood on the third street.”

Chiwa and my house.

Its scary that she even knew down to our house numbers.

“Furthermore, there's a supplement to the clause that says ‘two sixteen year olds that are boy and girl and have known each other for elementary, middle, and high school must give each other chocolate’.”

“That's pretty specific, huh.”

I’m pretty worried over the legal circles of this country, but anyway.

So basically this whole thing is just saying ‘you’re not allowed to get chocolate from anyone but Chiwa’. That's Masuzu’s plan.

“So Akishino-san, you’re not allowowed to give Eita-kun any chocolate. It’s forbibidden.”<ref>She's adding an extra syllable for some reason</ref>

And now she’s coining these strange words. Maybe this strange flair of hers is because she comes from Northern Europe. My view of people from there is just getting more and more distorted.

“President won’t give any to Eita?”

“Obviously. There’s no need to give anything to an ex-boyfriend! There’s not even the slightest bit of obligation!”

Masuzu struck a JoJo pose. Today she seems to be in a strange mood. It was the same way when we talked earlier on the phone.

I wonder if she’s just in high spirits because of the new year.

“So with that being said, make sure to get a valentine Harusaki-san!”<ref>She literally says please do valentine, so I’m guessing that's what this translates to</ref>

“Nnn~. This year will probably be the same as always.”

Chiwa spoke as she wiped the chocolate off of her hands with a wet tissue. She’s not gonna lick it off this time? She’s really grown up, huh.

“My mom loves to make sweets, so every year I make them with her and give them away to friends.”

Chiwa’s mom has always been very devoted to that. No matter how busy work gets, she never missed doing something with her daughter.

“So do you make a special one for Eita?”

“Never have~. Ei-kun doesn’t really like chocolate, right?”

“Not really”

Every now and then I’ll feel like eating it, but I never bother to buy any for myself.

“Valentine’s day only happens once a year, so how about getting a little more excited?”

“Excited, huh?”

I gently closed my reference book and stood up.

While everyone was staring at me with a weird look, I stood by the window and stared outside.

“Would you like to hear my Valentine’s story?”

“No, not really.”

“I see. It was my first year of middle school...”

I began talking as I ran my finger over the cold glass.

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It was the February of my first winter as a first year.

It was a certain day after-school after several days had passed since valentine’s day.

The number one lady-killer from my class, Morita-kun from the basketball club, gathered all the guys and said this:

“I want to think of a way for all of us to repay the girls who gave us chocolate.”

All the guys agreed and were getting excited, and I was the only one who wasn’t sure what was going on.

I decided to listen in for a bit, and it turns out that on Valentine’s day, all the girls from the class baked a chocolate cake for the guys.

I wasn’t supposed to know.

On Valentine’s day I was stuck getting scolded in the staff room for bringing in my Wyvern slaying sword.

Not a single girl had noticed my absence.

“Kukuku...This is quite the clever imitation, huh...kukuku…”

As I tried my best to hide my agitation, Morita-kun smiled at me and said this,

“Eita-kun, you’ll help out too, right?”

It’s not like I could have said it.

That I didn’t eat any so I’ll just pass.

I didn’t want them to know that, and I especially didn’t want them to think I was just being cheap.

“Fu...I refuse...Is what I want to say, but to put a damper on things would be uncool. Fine. You may use my dark powers to your heart's content.”

“That’ll be 1200 yen, then.”<ref>Around $10</ref>

“?!”

...Thus.

After-school on White Day<ref>In Japan, there's something called white day that occurs a month after Valentine's day. The girls give chocolate to guys on Valentine's day, and the guys give chocolate to the girls who gave them some on White Day</ref>, all of the guys took the money (mine included) and invited the girls out to a big karaoke get together.

Furthermore, I was left out yet again.

I was busy getting scolded in the teachers room yet again, this time for wearing my black cloak to school.

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I finished my story and let out a long sigh.

“No matter how big the world may be, I think I’m the only warrior who has given a return gift without ever receiving chocolate.”

Hime, Masuzu, and even Chiwa didn’t meet my eyes.

Masuzu timidly opened her mouth.

“B-but that was just your first year of middle school, right? What about the other years?”

“Nothing.”

I narrowed my eyes and stared out the window at the school grounds where a fierce freezing wind blew.

“No good memories. No bad memories. Nothing whatsoever. For me, Valentine’s day is no more than just one day out of 365.”

Hime suddenly stood up, causing her seat to echo throughout the room.

“President. I want to give Eita chocolate after all.”

“But, the law...but…”

Masuzu was firm on her stance just a bit ago, but now she seemed to be indecisive.

“Ei-kun, this year I’ll make you something big and special!”

Even Chiwa had been driven to tears.

It looks like I had elicited quite a bit of sympathy, but my heart was already empty. A love-struck festival-like day wouldn’t be able to move me.

I have already been enlightened.

Maybe after my mother returned, my anti-loveness increased to the next level.

“By the way, Fuyuumi isn’t coming?”

I nonchalantly changed the topic.

I hadn’t had a proper conversation with A-chan since that night. Anytime I met her at the prep school, she would just turn around and run away.

Maybe she’s fallen out of love with me.

...No.

I know best that A-chan isn’t that kind of person.

“What if she’s just busy with disciplinary committee work? It would be hard to come by as frequently as before now that she’s the chairman, right.”

Masuzu expression made it seem like she she expected this to happen.

I’m sure the way things are right now are going along with her plan.

The whole getting Chiwa and I together thing being wonderful and all that.

However Chiwa seemed to have a different opinion on the matter.

“But if Ai stops coming, then we will be back down to four members and won’t be a real club. We were finally getting a good reputation too.”

“A good reputation?”

This is the first time I had heard of this. What could people find good about this ‘for-show’ club that does everything on a whim?

“We got first place in the popularity contest at the school festival, remember? Since then, friends of mine have been asking me all sorts of questions. What kinds of club activities do you do and stuff. Is it true that there’s advice about love and stuff.”

“Our honest club activities have begun to bear fruit, it seems.”

Masuzu had a smile of satisfaction on her face, but she should really look up ‘honest’ in the dictionary.

“But if we want to aim higher, we will need master’s help.”

Hime had made a tight fist. Where even is ‘higher’? Becoming acting pros?

“Fuyuumi-san’s help is not needed. She clearly just joined the club because of Eita-kun. If Eita-kun and Harusaki-san get together, don’t you think she would leave right away?

“But that…”

Hime had begun a rebuttal, but fell silent without saying anything further.

“I think she joined because of Ei-kun too, but…”

Chiwa began to speak from the back.

“I don’t think Ai has given up yet. As it is, I’m still rejected by Ei-kun.”

“And that's exactly why it's important for you to use Valentines day to get closer!”

The conversation went right back to how it was at the start.

“Listen up Eita-kun. Make sure you don’t get chocolate from any other girl. If someone tries to give you any, throw it on the ground and say, ‘I won't eat this good-for-nothing chocolate’ or ‘What is chocolate? Is it chocolate just because there is cocoa in it? Is it chocolate just because it’s brown?’ and just force them to answer a bunch of Zen questions.”

This is making me into more of a chocolate critic than someone who's anti-love.

“Even if you worry over it, it's not like anyone outside of you guys would ever give me chocolate in the first place!”

I wasn’t sure if the would listen, but it's the truth.

Valentine’s day.

Popular or not, it gives me a headache either way.

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VanillaFirefox: /* #5: Waiting to be Confessed to is Mayhem */

==#5: Waiting to be Confessed to is Mayhem==

Just under those feelings I was persuaded by Masuzu, and I couldn’t help but continue investigating Fuyuumi Ai.

"......So annoying......"

The weather was so hot it seemed to suck strength out of people, and being asked to do such a thing made me really depressed. Out of all the ｢boyfriends｣ of the world, were they driven so hard day and night for their girlfriends? If that was the case, then I would absolutely be anti-love.

Bearing this kind of lazy attitude, I finally finished the fourth day of summer cram school.

After the last class, the pair of childhood friends Kaoru & Fuyuumi immediately came to talk to me like yesterday.
Fuyuumi was the same as always, restless and unable to calm down whenever she was in front of me. She couldn’t have gotten in a habit already?

"Eita, do you want to get a cup of tea today?"

"Sure, we can go wherever."

Thankfully, Kaoru invited me to go, so I didn’t have waste time approaching Fuyuumi.

Kaoru shouldn’t be arranging this because he knows my and Masuzu intentions?

"Are we going to the same café as yesterday?"

"Today I want to eat sweets, so lets go somewhere else. Right, A-chan?"

"Y-yeah......"

Fuyuumi unnaturally nodded, and Kaoru laughed almost mischievously.

"Sorry, sorry. A-chan just wants to be with Eita, so wherever we go is fine."

"Y-yea...... Hey! W-W-W-W-what are you saying, idiot?! Don’t say stupid things, idiot!"

Fuyuumi blushed, and slapped Kaoru’s back. These two had a really nice feeling with each other.

"S-So, I’ll go with you today too!"

Fuyuumi brushed back her long hair, and pointed her hand at me. I was already used to seeing this pose of hers.

We went to the shopping center in the opposite direction of the station, and walked into a snack shop.

"There’s a lot a desserts that have bananas in them here."

"Ah, desserts?"

I followed Kaoru, and sat on the inner seat. I looked around the store, and saw there were no male guests. That being said, with the extremely pink interior of the shop, a man would never step in.

However, Kaoru was not shy at all as he called the waitress and said,

"I want a jumbo banana ice cream parfait. Please add extra almonds, and replace the ice cubes with strawberries. For a drink I’d like a hot house blend coffee. What would Eita like?"

"I-I’ll have the same."

"Then A-chan?"

"The same will be fine."

"Then three of the same~!"

Kaoru shouted like a child, and held out three fingers. Even though the waitress sniggered, Kaoru did not care.

"Does Kaoru come to this store often?"

"Ah? Let’s say occasionally."

Kaoru tapped his feet and began to hum, ｢Is it here yet? Is it here yet~♪｣. Although I always knew he liked sweats, I had no idea he liked it that much.

After about ten minutes, the desserts we ordered arrived. Kaoru looked very happy, while I on the other hand felt somewhat uncomfortable eating the banana ice cream parfait—

"Fuyuumi you’re not eating the bananas?"

"Mhn."

After eating all the whipped cream and ice cream, Fuyuumi was left with only four pieces of banana on her plate.

"Why? You hate them?"

"I love them."

"......?"

What was with this?

Ordering a banana parfait and leaving the banana was exactly the same as ordering a pork bun and not eating the pork.

"Hey, Kaoru, can you help me finish this?"

"I guess I have no choice. It’d be a waste to leave it."

Kaoru smiled, and it definitely did not look like he had no choice. He ate the bananas in a flash. I didn’t expect he’d be able to finish that after eating a jumbo banana ice cream parfait. What happened to the Kaoru who normally eats small portions?

With this mystery unresolved, we finished the ice cream parfaits, and began to chat as we drank tea.

"Although this is changing the subject, which kindergarten did Eita go to?"

When Kaoru brought up the question, I didn’t know why Fuyuumi’s eyebrows twitched.

Not understanding anything, I answered,

"Wakaba kindergarten."

"During kindergarten, did you have any interesting memories?"

What was with Kaoru? He’s never asked things like that before.

"Oh, nothing worth mentioning......?"

I lost my voice.

Because sitting opposite of me, Fuyuumi’s look suddenly changed.

She was clutching a wet napkin, nearly leaning forward, and staring at me. Under that kind of glare, I think I finally understand why she was called demon disciplinary club member.

"W-what’s wrong, Fuyuumi?! D-did I do anything?"

"Nothing!"

It had to be something......

She was clenching her teeth and her eyes were bloodshot.

With cold sweat dripping down my back, I said,

"O-Oh right, the autumn trip where we dug for potatoes was really fun. When we dug those potatoes up, we roasted them on the spot and ate them. It was really delicious."

"............P-Potatoes............"

Fuyuumi hung her shoulder, very disappointed. What was with her? Did she hate potatoes? But yesterday she was happily eating the large fries.

Fuyuumi stiffly smiled, raised her head again and said,

"B-But, your memories can’t just only be about digging potatoes? You should have some other too?"

"Uh......"

I folded my arms and tried rummaging through my memories.

"Right, I remembered something about when I was in Star class."

"Eh, Star Class? W-W-What? C-can you say it in more detail?!"

"Once, when my grandparents who lived nearby organized this taro cook-out, they used this huge! Gigantic! Pot to cook! Eating piping hot taro on a cold day, it was really delicious!"

"You only have memories of potatoes?!" <ref>Taro is a root, but its name in Japanese can be roughly translated to be mean “village potato”.</ref>

Fuyuumi slammed on the table and stood up, nearly causing the coffee cups to jump.

"Ah, I see. You love potatoes most, right? Nothing else is better than potatoes, right? If that’s the case, we should order some more then!"

"S-stop! Don’t keep pressing the call bell!" <ref>I’ve never seen this in the United States, but I’m guessing there’s this bell you press to call the waiter.</ref>

Fuyuumi shouted at the waitress who rushed over,

"Add another ten orders of large fries!"

"You eat that much?"

"It’s for you to eat!"

We noisily argued, and Kaoru’s ｢head｣ was soon lying flat on the table, just like yesterday in the family restaurant.

In a dying voice, he said,

"......Hey, Eita."

"What is it?"

"Tsundere VS. Slow-Witted is really the worst matchup, and I really regret taking this silly job."

I didn’t understand a word of what he said.

—In the end, this restaurant did not have large orders of fries on the menu (obviously), and I narrowly escaped a death from eating too many fries.

The reason for Fuyuumi’s anger was still something I didn’t understand.

Furthermore, the plan to figure out whether Michel actually existed came to nothing.

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"Eita-kun really is useless."

Masuzu said.

Masuzu was commenting (honorifics mode) on my hard work from yesterday.

Speaking of why she went back to using honorifics, it was because she listened to my previous request—of course not. In fact, it was because we were together with Chiwa and Hime.

It was Saturday afternoon.

We members of ｢Jien-Otsu｣ met on an open-air veranda of a café not far from the shop I visited with Kaoru and Fuyuumi yesterday.

Chiwa and I already spoke about it before lunchtime during cram school, so we decided to have a club reunion and fetched the other two.

"Masuzu, you can’t say that. I tried my best."

"Yeah, Natsukawa. There are few people who will waste their energy like Ei-kun, right?"

Hey Chiwa, why did you bring that up?

"Eita just hasn’t become serious yet. In about 120 million years, he’ll awaken and save the planet."

Hime, if I become serious after 120 million years, everyone will be dead.

"Anyways, this café is a pretty nice place."

In order to escape the criticism, I tried to change the subject.

Around us were very fashionable and spacious buildings covered with white ceilings, and here there were coffee tables that sat about thirty. The buildings around us had all set up display windows, and while drinking tea we could see the fashion stores and boutiques around us.

"Right. This store feels great!"

"Really? I feel rather nauseous from being attacked by ｢Fashion Germs｣."

"......I feel really disturbed drinking tea outside."

Although Chiwa was very happy, it seemed like Masuzu and Hime did not rate this place very high.

"Why? In order to be popular, it’s necessary to understand the trendiest shops, right?"

"Where did you learn that kind of thing?"

"In magazines, you see."

Chiwa took a youth fashion machine called ｢PACHI LEMON｣ from her bag. Ever since the start of high school, Chiwa has really loved reading this magaizine, and often liked to show me how ｢this magazine has become the ONIONLEADER for female high school students｣! For a time, I didn’t understand how this had anything to do with onions, but I later found it was actually called OPINIONLEADER; my childhood friend just couldn’t read English.

The pages of the magazine ruffled as Masuzu flipped through it,

"I see. Everyone becomes frivolous and indecent because they’re reading these kinds of things."

"Right—because all the popular girls read this."

"That’s really crazy, hey ♪"

*Shreedddddddddd!*

"Why are you tearing it!"

Chiwa shouted when she saw her ｢Pachi Lemon｣ so brutally torn.

Masuzu exhaled, and very happily wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"Ah, because I didn’t like it."

"That’s not a reason to tear apart other people’s books!"

"I actually had a very good reason. I didn’t like it so much, I nearly died ♪"

"Whatever the reason, I can’t forgive you. Pay me back damnn!!"

"I know—I'm sorry—"

When Masuzu apologized, you couldn’t even see the ｢reflect｣ part of ｢self-reflect｣. <ref>Reflect is a two-character word in Chinese, so I tried to better express reflect on one’s actions as “self-reflect” to match the wordplay.</ref> Then she turned to the passing waiter and ordered a ｢large meatball spaghetti｣.

Heeyyyy.

Even though Chiwa was a carnivorous Chihuahua, if you tore apart the book she loved to read, how could you make her mood change for the better—?

"(Sound of sucking) How big are ｢large meatballs｣? ♪"

Her mood got better!

......Well, I guess you could say that was the good thing about Chiwa.

Hime picked up the two pieces of ｢PACHI LEMON｣, and began to read while repeatedly nodding her head.

"Chihuahua, where is the readers’ contribution box?"

"Ah, Himecchi is interested? You see, it’s on this page."

Hime stared intently at that page and said,

"There are no contributions from companions or lovers from past lives, why is that?"

Ah, Hime. I don’t think that would be published. After all, ｢PACHI LEMON｣ is not a supernatural magazine.

"I don’t know about that, but there are some magic charms—look here."

Chiwa pointed her readers to the magic page.

"Rumor has it that ｢A-chan’s Super Victory｣’s charms are really effective." <ref>The Chinese isn’t really clear if it’s A-chan or not, so someone probably needs to check the original Japanese. EDIT: The Japanese version hints that its Fuyuumi as it uses 大勝利 for "super victory" which is her catchphrase </ref>

"That penname is ridiculous."

My interest to read was raised slightly:

<pre>
★ Secret ♪ A charm to make the boy you like to confess to you!

First, don’t eat your favorite foods for five days!

If you give them to your friends to eat, maybe it’ll be more effective?

Second, at seven o’clock in the evening of the second day, watch your sweetheart’s face and chant the following charm!

｢Let my wish come true, moo ~ nyaa ~ mee ~｣.

Repeat it for thirty seconds (roughly around that is OK).

But if your sweetheart notices, you’re OUT!
</pre>
<ref>The nyaa is cat sfx, mee is sheep sfx.</ref>

"......Ah—"

Honest, this kind of content gave the impression, ｢What the hell｣?"

"It’s such a troublesome charm. Are there actually people who do it?"

"Agreed. If one chants a curse and does not harvest their lover’s blood as a catalyst, the results will be very poor."

"Hime...... please don’t do that kind of thing......"

Before you cast your curse, you’ll be handcuffed.

"Not at all! ｢A-chan’s Super Victory｣’s charms really work too! Because she scored the highest on ｢PACHI LEMON｣’s cute popularity test, she’s a really amazing person!"

Masuzu nodded her head and said,

"So if you say that, can Harusaki-san refrain from eating her favorite meat for five days? Maybe you’ll even get confessed to."

"Okay. Then I’ll start today!"

Chiwa answered enthusiastically, but then the waiter approached her from behind and said,

"Sorry for the wait, a large meatball spaghetti."

"Wow —♪ The meat is like a tennis ball!"

The magic ended.

Masuzu stared at Chiwa slurping and devouring the pasta, and said,

"But as the young maidens club, it’s unacceptable to not have received one or two confessions from boys."

"I thought confessions were something that came after becoming popular?"

Masuzu shrugged her shoulders after receiving the tsukkomi, and said,

"When you’re testing for university, do you intend to study several years until you make the 100% pass rate before you finally take the test?"

"No, but these are two different things."

"They’re the same. The battlefield will not wait for people to grow up. Even if one is not fully mature, one must actively seek popularity."

Ah, that was such a beautiful line.

And yet it made it seem like she had some sense…….

"About these confessions, is there anything in the notebook about it?"

Chiwa said, with her mouth stuffed with meat sauce.

"It’s not that there isn’t."

Masuzu looked serious, and took out the eighth grade notebook that contained my dark history. Did this girl even carry it with her during the summer?

......Did I really write something like that?

Although this is rather pitiful, I have never confessed to anyone before.

I’ve only had the experience of being confessed to once, and I mentioned it to Chiwa before. That was when I was in Star Class of Wakaba kindergarten.

But I didn’t write anything about kindergarten in my notebook......?

As I pondered this, Masuzu started reading.

<pre>
July 10 Clear

"Summer is upon us, Hurricane ‘Me’ is approaching......"

Our eyes met again.

Today was four times. Yesterday was three times. Tomorrow is...... WHY?

My fair angel, locked in this cage known as a classroom. Originally she wasn’t supposed to love me.

I am a man with sinful (KARMA).

But there’s nothing I can do—because you’ve fallen for me already?

It’s bad, right?

"It’s really bad......"

It’s hot, right?

"It’s really hot......"

But I was a Holy Dragon Knight of Dawn (BURNING FIGHTING FIGHTER) dedicated to fighting the Evil Dragon Race (WYVERN).

This was no fate (DESTINY) an ordinary human can get involved in……

Before the Angel’s (her) love (LOVE) ignites, I must break up.

I must take advantage of her untainted white love before it turns to a burning black hatred.

I must take advantage before our bodies are burned with the crimson flames of war—

But, alas.

But if she gives me a letter, I’ll guess I’ll take it—?
</pre>

"Kill meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

The fashionable outdoor café echoed with a man’s shout.

"Kill meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. You might as well kill meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

The man tore off his shirt wildly to the side, and rolled about on the ground with his upper body bare on the stone floor.

He shouted, penetrating the white roof towards the summer sun.

"Kill me. Hey! Kill me! There’s no meaning if scum like me are alive—no meaninggggggggggg!"

The guests and employees gathered in the fashionable coffee shop, and they simply looked at the man as if it were a dirty thing.

And that dirty thing’s name was—Kidou Eita.

Just me.

It’s me.

It’s...... Me......

"Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeee kill meeeeeeeee...... kill this useless, scarred, and traumatized man now...... wuuahhhhh......"

I cried and begged, but my girlfriend, ex-girlfriend, and childhood friend completely ignored me.

"Hey, what happened afterwards? Was he confessed to by that ｢Angel locked in the cage｣?"

"Well, he didn’t write about what happened aftwards."

"Wha—? Isn’t what happens after the confession the important part—?"

"Agreed. The love tragedy of the previous Holy Dragon Knight of Dawn, to the ex-girlfriend, is very deeply interesting."

Even Hime was saying it?

Well......

Since you all wanted to know, then I’ll tell you!

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—It was a hot afternoon, just like today.

In order to ｢let that girl have an easier time confessing｣, I kept wandering the grounds after school.

That girl—fair angel (her name was Tanaka Rie) was a student council committee member, so she had to had stay at school until student council ended.

There was a classmate conducting club activities, he couldn’t help but ask me,"｢You’re in the go-home club, so why are you still here｣?"

Chiwa also said to me on her way to the kendo dojo,"｢You seem to be hungrily running about everywhere, just like a bear before hibernation｣?" But I continued to impatiently wait for the confession to come.

Like this, I walked back and forth on the east floor near the second year classroom around seven times before I found her.

Fair-skinned angel.

In the twilight of the late setting sun, surrounded by an empty classroom, she stood alone.

—It couldn’t be that she was waiting for me?

While I peeked at her from behind the shadows, I wiped my sweaty hands on the pants of my uniform.

Finally.

Confession.

I was going to get a confession.

......Haha, I couldn’t stand it.

But as I felt very embarrassed and hesitated in front of the classroom—a handsome guy wearing a soccer uniform walked in from the other side.

I quickly hid behind the pillar in the corridor.

Probably because he forgot something in there, the guy walked into the classroom where Angel was.

—What, you unpleasant guy.

This angel was about to take off from her cage, so don’t pull on her legs.

Really, that why I say athletic guys are—

I swore rudely in my heart, but the dialogue in the classroom soon reached my ears.

"Shintani-kun, thank you for coming."

"No problem. What is it Tanaka?"

"Actually, I have something to tell you."

"Huh?"

"I have, always, always—liked the Shintani-kun!"

"Eh!"

............

Sfuuuuu~ ~ ~ ~

"I'm sorry. When I suddenly say such a thing, you must be embarrassed......"

"That’s not true."

"Huh? What did you say?"

"I also, I also like you! I have always liked Tanaka!"

"Ah! This is like a dream!"

I seem to have unconsciously backed off.

My butt hit the fire door behind me, and the corridor resounded with a stupid ｢creaak｣ sound.

Obviously, the two people in the classroom noticed it.

"Hey, who’s there?!"

He gave his brutal athletic yell.

If one was human in flesh and blood, one would immediately run secretly away.

However, having inherited the Holy Dragon Race’s proud and noble blood, I was different.

"Yaaahahhhhhhhhhhh! I coming you bastardddddddddddddd!"

I used a rolling skill I learned from wrestling class, and rolled into the classroom!

Then I blew air with my fists, towards the opposite direction of what those two seemed to be scared of—

"Woooaaaahhahhahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Burn with my dragon energy (DRAGONIC AURA)! Fate Dark Black Flame (FATE DARK BLACK FLAME)!"

I punched the blackboard!

"Bang!"

I punched!

"Bang bang bang!"

I punchedddddddddddddd!

"Bang — — — — —! It hurtssssssssssssssssss!"

My fist was scraped.

"......Hufffffffffff!"

Then I finally stopped firing

Then I finally stopped firing ｢beams｣ <ref>Original text is奥义. I had no clue what it is, and it doesn’t come up in my dictionary. D:</ref>, and I turned to face them two.

I endured the bursts of pain in my hand and I put my thumbs up,

"Rest assured, I’ve defeated the enemy!"

"............?"

"............?"

I’ll never forget the look in their eyes.

The guy's eyes seemed to say, ｢What, can’t this bastard see the situation｣?

Angel’s eyes seemed to say, ｢Such a disgusting and bothersome person should die. He ruined such a good atmosphere｣.

I felt shame.

"......Well, that’s all!"

After sticking my thumbs up again, I ran out of the classroom.

What happened after that, I don’t remember.

My only surviving memory, is when I was on my bed blindly cursing the world.

Inexcusable......

I will not forgive this corrupt world!

Unforgivable, Angel!

No, it was Tanaka!

—Well, even if it was anger out of humiliation!

<center><span style="font-size: 200%;">◇</span></center>

And so the above memory ended.

......Damn, now that I think of it, I told it in very great detail. It makes me want to hang myself.

"Eita-kun, what were you being so noisy about? Are you acting abnormally because the weather is hot?"

Masuzu tilted her head, puzzled.

"You suddenly undressed. Is it really that hot?"

Chiwa had wide eyes as she picked up the shirt I threw off to the side.

Then Hime scurried up to me and hugged me gently,

"Eita, hold me?"

"Why do you suddenly want to hug?"

"Because Eita seems to be in pain."

"............Hime————!"

I hugged Hime tightly.

Because we both had Chuunibyou, I always felt we shared some empathy.

No, it didn’t matter what was the excuse.

Right now, I just missed having a lover's skin......

"Ei-kun~? What are you doing in broad daylight?"

"Hahaha. Do you really get aroused by Akishino-san? Are you infatuated · with · butts?"

My girlfriend and childhood friend gave threatening sounds, and I’d probably have to bear with it later, but for the time being I’ll forget about it for now.

<center><span style="font-size: 200%;">♦</span></center>

After Sunday, it was the sixth day of summer cram school.

Today at the end of classes, I didn’t feel like going home, so I stayed in the study room.

I was planning on reviewing the previous class, and when I was staring at the thick class textbook—

"Fuyuumi......?"

I felt like I saw Fuyuumi Ai’s shadow flash by the doorway, and I tilted my head in doubt.

She should have gone home with Kaoru, so why would she be here?

As I thought about this, I wanted to continue studying, but I soon noticed Fuyuumi’s shadow on the windows. Fuyuumi was hiding behind the door, peeking from the side. It seemed like she didn’t notice that I saw her.

The time was exactly 7:00pm, and the outside was definitely very dark.

Maybe because the skies were still bright a few moments ago, I didn’t notice her shadow reflecting in the windows.

I originally wanted to call out to her, but seeing her serious and thoughtful expression, I decided not to bother.

It was just like—right. Her expression was like the time when Angel was about to confess to that guy.

Fuyuumi clasped her hands over her chest just like she was praying or worshiping, and she began to mumble something.

Her voice was too quiet, so I couldn’t hear her from my seat—but it sounded like some kind of curse. What was it? Was Fuyuumi actually like Hime with Chuunibyou? Did she intend to use a curse to kill me?

After about thirty seconds, the spell was over.

Fuyuumi looked relaxed as she stood up, and afterwards fled away.

"......What happened?"

I stretched my shoulders and muttered.

Chiwa, Masuzu, and Hime were definitely very eccentric.

But this rival disciplinary committee member was also considerably strange…….

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