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OreShura: Volume 7 Chapter 5

2016-01-10T20:08:07Z

209.37.96.5: Same editor: Found typo on second read through

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==Chapter 5: One-Eyed Ai's Mayhem==

Anyone will have experiences of getting frustrated<ref>Frustrated here as in the frustration from getting snubbed/rejected/let down.</ref>

The first time I got frustrated was back in the second semester of my second grade. Starting from kindergarten, I have always been chosen as the relay runner during sports festival, but that time I got frustrated.

If it was the current me, I would say “Relay? That’s too troublesome, pass” or something along the lines, but during that time, I was heavily impacted.

I don’t know who set the rules, but for the lower graders, “fast runners are cool” is a value upheld by the majority. Relay runners are cool, in other words, the resulted theory was “I am cool”.

How regrettable, ahhh how regrettable.

I must get back the “cool” title next year, I still remember I trained by running back and forth on the nearby river bank. Although one month later, I got into the anime reruns in evening and gave up on training.

In the end, I failed to become a runner in third grade too.

But at that time I stopped feeling bad about it. After all, “being cool because I can run very fast” itself is a theory that makes no sense. Speed is only useful when you’re running late, so if I can let go of my pride in my speed, nothing really matters anymore. Young Eita leveled up, he already surpassed himself, he is growing up.

Seven years later—

The second semester in the first year of high school, I was frustrated again.

“Why can’t I win?”

Looking at the returned maths exam paper, I scratched my head in frustration.

Ninety marks. Under normal circumstances, it wouldn’t be weird to see this as first place. Because Kaoru got eighty one for it, I should be much higher than the class average.

But, I wasn’t first place.

The answer sheet of the woman with a three-strand braid yawning on the seat next to me says everything.

“What are you doing? You've staring at me since quite some time ago, do you like me?”

“I wasn’t even staring at your face!”

On her answer sheet, a huge hanamaru<ref>Literally flower circle, which looks like a flower, is drawn as a symbol for excellence in Japan.</ref> and the number “100” decorated her paper.

“How did you answer the last question?”

“Didn’t we learn this recently?”

“I’m talking about the time constraint.”

The mathematics teacher Yu Gamidani-sensei is nicknamed “Infinite Hell” for his papers. Because there are too many questions, it is almost impossible to finish the paper. He himself said “you have to answer the questions you know first, this is very important”, and he wants to train our ability in choosing the questions with a large amount of questions.

So I though eighty percent was good enough.

Since the test results for the quiz won’t get announced, I don’t really care about other students’ results.

But I never thought someone could score full marks on it!

“Because I learnt the soroban<ref>Japanese abacus, apparently.</ref>, probably thanks to that.”

She answered uninterestedly.

I learnt the soroban too, but I gave up after three days.

“Why do you care so much about such a small quiz?”

“It’s important for me.”

“Mmm, your ego is quite huge.”

“It’s not because of that—”

I can’t throw away my “meaningless pride” like what I did during the relay.

If I can’t maintain my first place position, the door to getting recommendation to medical universities will be closed to me.

This is not about my pride, but ‘’’our’’’ aim.

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Therefore, I need to study hard.

I was focusing on mathematics in the clubroom after school. Picking out the same amount of questions as the quiz from my collection of questions, calculating the required amount of time.

“Eh, Eita-kun?”

“I’m busy, talk to me later.”

Facing Masuzu’s sharp voice, I didn’t raise my head, and continued my work.

“Since you came to the clubroom, why don’t you chat a bit with Harusaki-san”

“Eh? Me?”

Chiwa sounded surprised, and raised her head from the shoujo manga she was reading.

“It’s fine, never mind, he can say whatever he wants anytime.”

“You’re so relaxed about this, this man will marry a revision book if he can.”

“Will the wedding be held in the bookstore?”

Hime spoke up softly. Please, I won’t marry a book.

…….hmm?

“Hey, Hime, was that a joke?”

“…….”

Hime blushed and lowered her head.

Uohhhhh! Hime is embarrassed at her own joke!

My heart is beatingggggggggg! Himeka is really cute!

“You’re still your same old self, getting turned on by Akishino-san.”

Masuzu’s cold voice pulled me back to reality.

“I-I wasn’t turned on at all! I was just looking over her as a guardian!”

I won’t look at Hime this way! Only sometimes!

Wait……

Now is not the time to get distracted.

If this was a real exam I'd already be done for, I need to concentrate.

When I got back to my questions, the door opened.

I knew it was Fuyuumi, so I didn’t look up. Chiwa only glanced a little.

But Chiwa started yelling.

“Wha-what’s with your getup!?”

I looked at Fuyuumi—and said the same thing.

“What’s with your getup!?”

She was wearing a shroud.

Fuyuumi Ai looked serious, she was clad in white, with an triangular bandage<ref>Now that I think about it I have no idea what a triangular bandage is called.</ref> on her head, kneeling with white socks on, while carrying a huge cross(paper) she somehow got her hands on.

This getup was the same as what she wore when she apologized to the disciplinary committee upperclassmen when Hime’s chuunibyou worsened. This time she carried an extra cross to increase the strength.

“I have to apologize to everyone.”

Fuyuumi raised her head and looked at everyone.

“I said I had a boyfriend right? Murata Michel Daigorou, do you still remember?”

Everyone nodded, including me, you are the only one who forgot about him.

“That is actually—a lie. Michel was fabricated, he’s fictional, fake! Because you said I was ‘jealous since I have no boyfriend’, I lied without giving much thoughtttttt! Ai-chan epic boast!”

“I’m sorry!” Fuyuumi knelt on the ground and apologized.

The clubroom was silent.

Since I already knew, I wasn’t surprise.

The important part is their reaction.

The first to speak up was Chihuahua-san.

“Why did you name him Michel?”

This is an unexpected punchline, it doesn’t even matter.

“Because I thought a foreigner sounds cool. So I—”

“But doesn’t adding ‘Daigorou’ ruin it?”

“Don’t insult about my father’s name!”

“Ehhhhh…….”

Chiwa was surprised like me.

Next up was Hime.

She blinked a few times.

“That means, master, is not master……?”

“That’s right, I have never been in a relationship with a guy before. Don’t talk about master, I am totally white belt at it. I am a woman who needs to start from wiping the floor of the dojo!”

“Understood.”

Hime took out a piece of cloth from the closet and gave it to Fuyuumi.

Fuyuumi started cleaning the floor of the dojo while sobbing. The cross on her back was hitting against her head, which certainly looks painful.

Then, for some reason, Hime started wiping the floor with her.

“Because I a, also a white belt, so I am doing this with master.”

“Would you still call me master?”

“Master is master, you are my idol, this will not change.”

“……Hime-chan!”

The two of them embraced each other with cloth in hand.

Chiwa was holding her handkerchief against the corner of her eye while saying “how touching”. So anything makes you cry?

Finally, it was Masuzu’s turn.

Different from the other two, she looked serious.

“You kept it a secret up till now, what made you set your heart on it?”

“Because…”

“Let me guess, it’s because I broke up with Eita-kun?”

Uhh—Fuyuumi was silent.

“You like Eita-kun too, right? So you revealed everything about Daigorou, and want to enter the battle, is this your ulterior motive?”

“……that, you’re right.”

Fuyuumi answered, unable to hide from Masuzu’s sharp glance.

“I like Kidou-kun—Takkun. Ever since ten years ago, in Wakaba Kindergarten. But when we met each other again, Takkun forgot about me, and I was sad and stubborn, so I couldn’t reveal it.”

I can feel the atmosphere that just soften tense up again through my skin.

So you finally spoke up? A-chan…….

“This type of behavior, I can’t accept it.”

Looking at the kneeling Fuyuumi, Masuzu said.

“Eita-kun already has a childhood friend in Harusaki-san. Although I don’t know what happened between you two back in kindergarten, but barging in so suddenly now, it really isn’t too much to say that you have no common sense.”

“Eh?” Not just Fuyuumi, even Chiwa and Hime was surprised.

That isn’t wrong, but how did this came out from Masuzu out of everyone else.

“That’s why I gave up. Because I realized how deep their ties are.”

Seemingly to answer their questions, Masuzu replied.

“Eita-kun and Harusaki-san are supposed to be lovers. This was decided long ago, because they have a lot of memories.”

“I-I also have memories with Takkun!”

I thought she would take out the “marriage registration”, but she seemed to have more dignity than I thought.

“Harusaki-san, why don’t you say something? Something like ‘Ei-kun is mine, I will never give him to you!’ or ‘Eat boric acid roach balls<ref>Cockroach repellant balls made of boric acid instead of the commonly sold naphthalene. Usually homemade.</ref> and die vomiting you cockroach!’ or ‘Go gather wild vegetables, get caught in the wild boar traps and roll around in pain and die!’”

“How can I say something like that……”

In contrast to the excited Masuzu-san, Chiwa didn’t seem all that enthusiastic.

“No matter what I say, Ai won’t give up, right? So I can only do what I did in the past, work hard to make Ei-kun turn around and look at me.

Ai stood up, and extended her hand towards Chiwa.

“So we are enemies now?”

“……eh?”

Fuyuumi took the dazed Chiwa’s hand by force, and shook it.

“Love•The•Ragnarok……”

Hime stared at both of them with her eyes shining, although I don’t really understand what she was muttering about, but I am sure she was really moved.

Ignoring the rather excited trio, Masuzu was muttering under her breath.

“Since this is what you want, I have my plans too, prepare yourself.”

“Hey, what are you planning to do?”

Although I said that, Masuzu didn’t seem to have heard it.

“The only person for Eita-kun is Harusaki-san, nobody else can mess with this. They have a sacred bond. Others should be barred from entering. It’s a no-hunting zone for love. NTRNG<ref>The original sentence was “NTRNGなのよ , I decided not to ruin the beautiful ancronym. Netorare no go, meaning no stealing others’ partner. Netorare, 寝取られ, means cuckold, shortened as NTR, a favorite genre for sick people.</ref>. I won’t agree to that. Won’t agree. Won’t agree. Won’t agree.

“……”

Scary, how scary, Masuzu-san.

I would consider that a sickness. A sickness in a direction different from before.

Although she was this way back when she was my girlfriend, but even after we break up, it’s still hard to deal with her.

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“Pachi Lemon” December•Merry Christmas Special

A must do even during Christmas Night ♥ Popucute Test!

Penname “Holy Dragon Princess of Dawn<span style="position:absolute; margin-top: -10px; font-size: 0.7em; margin-left: -150px;">BURNING PRIN PRINCESS</span>”-san’s answer

Q1: What is the true form of Santa Claus?

A1: Satan

Q2: White Christmas! How would you have fun in the snow with him?

A2: KHOLODNYI SMERCH<ref>The strongest move of Cygnus Hyouga from the Saint Seiya manga. This is a technique that captures his cosmos into a single tornado, of which is unleashed via a straight uppercut. Hyouga, “氷河” means glacier.</ref>

Q3: What do you want to give to him as a present?

A3: Black leather gloves (fingerless)

Q4:What do you wish to get from him?

A4: Library card

Q5: What is Christmas to you truthfully?

A5: The day where the air pollution on the street gets worse

Your Christmas is: Too fantastical!

Pachi Lemon Editorial Board: Why is it that the only normal answer is a library card……?
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OreShura: Volume 7 Chapter 5

2016-01-10T20:03:47Z

209.37.96.5: Minor fixes: Verb tense agreement, run on sentences, and a typo.

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==Chapter 5: One-Eyed Ai's Mayhem==

Anyone will have experiences of getting frustrated<ref>Frustrated here as in the frustration from getting snubbed/rejected/let down.</ref>

The first time I got frustrated was back in the second semester of my second grade. Starting from kindergarten, I have always been chosen as the relay runner during sports festival, but that time I got frustrated.

If it was the current me, I would say “Relay? That’s too troublesome, pass” or something along the lines, but during that time, I was heavily impacted.

I don’t know who set the rules, but for the lower graders, “fast runners are cool” is a value upheld by the majority. Relay runners are cool, in other words, the resulted theory was “I am cool”.

How regrettable, ahhh how regrettable.

I must get back the “cool” title next year, I still remember I trained by running back and forth on the nearby river bank. Although one month later, I got into the anime reruns in evening and gave up on training.

In the end, I failed to become a runner in third grade too.

But at that time I stopped feeling bad about it. After all, “being cool because I can run very fast” itself is a theory that makes no sense. Speed is only useful when you’re running late, so if I can let go of my pride in my speed, nothing really matters anymore. Young Eita leveled up, he already surpassed himself, he is growing up.

Seven years later—

The second semester in the first year of high school, I was frustrated again.

“Why can’t I win?”

Looking at the returned maths exam paper, I scratched my head in frustration.

Ninety marks. Under normal circumstances, it wouldn’t be weird to see this as first place. Because Kaoru got eighty one for it, I should be much higher than the class average.

But, I wasn’t first place.

The answer sheet of the woman with a three-strand braid yawning on the seat next to me says everything.

“What are you doing? You've staring at me since quite some time ago, do you like me?”

“I wasn’t even staring at your face!”

On her answer sheet, a huge hanamaru<ref>Literally flower circle, which looks like a flower, is drawn as a symbol for excellence in Japan.</ref> and the number “100” decorated her paper.

“How did you answer the last question?”

“Didn’t we learn this recently?”

“I’m talking about the time constraint.”

The mathematics teacher Yu Gamidani-sensei is nicknamed “Infinite Hell” for his papers. Because there are too many questions, it is almost impossible to finish the paper. He himself said “you have to answer the questions you know first, this is very important”, and he wants to train our ability in choosing the questions with a large amount of questions.

So I though eighty percent was good enough.

Since the test results for the quiz won’t get announced, I don’t really care about other students’ results.

But I never thought someone could score full marks on it!

“Because I learnt the soroban<ref>Japanese abacus, apparently.</ref>, probably thanks to that.”

She answered uninterestedly.

I learnt the soroban too, but I gave up after three days.

“Why do you care so much about such a small quiz?”

“It’s important for me.”

“Mmm, your ego is quite huge.”

“It’s not because of that—”

I can’t throw away my “meaningless pride” like what I did during the relay.

If I can’t maintain my first place position, the door to getting recommendation to medical universities will be closed to me.

This is not about my pride, but ‘’’our’’’ aim.

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

Therefore, I need to study hard.

I was focusing on mathematics in the clubroom after school. Picking out the same amount of questions as the quiz from my collection of questions, calculating the required amount of time.

“Eh, Eita-kun?”

“I’m busy, talk to me later.”

Facing Masuzu’s sharp voice, I didn’t raise my head, and continued my work.

“Since you came to the clubroom, why don’t you chat a bit with Harusaki-san”

“Eh? Me?”

Chiwa sounded surprised, and raised her head from the shoujo manga she was reading.

“It’s fine, never mind, he can say whatever he wants anytime.”

“You’re so relaxed about this, this man will marry a revision book if he can.”

“Will the wedding be held in the bookstore?”

Hime spoke up softly. Please, I won’t marry a book.

…….hmm?

“Hey, Hime, was that a joke?”

“…….”

Hime blushed and lowered her head.

Uohhhhh! Hime is embarrassed at her own joke!

My heart is beatingggggggggg! Himeka is really cute!

“You’re still your same old self, getting turned on by Akishino-san.”

Masuzu’s cold voice pulled me back to reality.

“I-I wasn’t turned on at all! I was just looking over her as a guardian!”

I won’t look at Hime this way! Only sometimes!

Wait……

Now is not the time to get distracted.

If this was a real exam I'd already be done for, I need to concentrate.

When I got back to my questions, the door opened.

I knew it was Fuyuumi, so I didn’t look up. Chiwa only glanced a little.

But Chiwa started yelling.

“Wha-what’s with your getup!?”

I looked at Fuyuumi—and said the same thing.

“What’s with your getup!?”

She was wearing a shroud.

Fuyuumi Ai looked serious, she was clad in white, with an triangular bandage<ref>Now that I think about it I have no idea what a triangular bandage is called.</ref> on her head, kneeling with white socks on, while carrying a huge cross(paper) she somehow got her hands on.

This getup was the same as what she wore when she apologized to the disciplinary committee upperclassmen when Hime’s chuunibyou worsened. This time she carried an extra cross to increase the strength.

“I have to apologize to everyone.”

Fuyuumi raised her head and looked at everyone.

“I said I had a boyfriend right? Murata Michel Daigorou, do you still remember?”

Everyone nodded, including me, you are the only one who forgot about him.

“That is actually—a lie. Michel was fabricated, he’s fictional, fake! Because you said I was ‘jealous since I have no boyfriend’, I lied without giving much thoughtttttt! Ai-chan epic boast!”

“I’m sorry!” Fuyuumi knelt on the ground and apologized.

The clubroom was silent.

Since I already knew, I wasn’t surprise.

The important part is their reaction.

The first to speak up was Chihuahua-san.

“Why did you name him Michel?”

This is an unexpected punchline, it doesn’t even matter.

“Because I thought a foreigner sounds cool. So I—”

“But doesn’t adding ‘Daigorou’ ruin it?”

“Don’t insult about my father’s name!”

“Ehhhhh…….”

Chiwa was surprised like me.

Next up was Hime.

She blinked a few times.

“That means, master, is not master……?”

“That’s right, I have never been in a relationship with a guy before. Don’t talk about master, I am totally white belt at it. I am a woman who needs to start from wiping the floor of the dojo!”

“Understood.”

Hime took out a piece of cloth from the closet and gave it to Fuyuumi.

Fuyuumi started cleaning the floor of the dojo while sobbing. The cross on her back was hitting against her head, which certainly looks painful.

Then, for some reason, Hime started wiping the floor with her.

“Because I a, also a white belt, so I am doing this with master.”

“Would you still call me master?”

“Master is master, you are my idol, this will not change.”

“……Hime-chan!”

The two of them embraced each other with cloth in hand.

Chiwa was holding her handkerchief against the corner of her eye while saying “how touching”. So anything makes you cry?

Finally, it was Masuzu’s turn.

Different from the other two, she looked serious.

“You kept it a secret up till now, what made you set your heart on it?”

“Because…”

“Let me guess, it’s because I broke up with Eita-kun?”

Uhh—Fuyuumi was silent.

“You like Eita-kun too, right? So you revealed everything about Daigorou, and want to enter the battle, is this your ulterior motive?”

“……that, you’re right.”

Fuyuumi answered, unable to hide from Masuzu’s sharp glance.

“I like Kidou-kun—Takkun. Ever since ten years ago, in Wakaba Kindergarten. But when we met each other again, Takkun forgot about me, and I was sad and stubborn, so I couldn’t reveal it.”

I can feel the atmosphere that just soften tense up again through my skin.

So you finally spoke up? A-chan…….

“This type of behavior, I can’t accept it.”

Looking at the kneeling Fuyuumi, Masuzu said.

“Eita-kun already has a childhood friend in Harusaki-san. Although I don’t know what happened between you two back in kindergarten, but barging in so suddenly now, it really isn’t too much to say that you have no common sense.”

“Eh?” Not just Fuyuumi, even Chiwa and Hime was surprised.

That isn’t wrong, but how did this came out from Masuzu out of everyone else.

“That’s why I gave up. Because I realized how deep their ties are.”

Seemingly to answer their questions, Masuzu replied.

“Eita-kun and Harusaki-san are supposed to be lovers. This was decided long ago, because they have a lot of memories.”

“I-I also have memories with Takkun!”

I thought she would take out the “marriage registration”, but she seemed to have more dignity than I though.

“Harusaki-san, why don’t you say something? Something like ‘Ei-kun is mine, I will never give him to you!’ or ‘Eat boric acid roach balls<ref>Cockroach repellant balls made of boric acid instead of the commonly sold naphthalene. Usually homemade.</ref> and die vomiting you cockroach!’ or ‘Go gather wild vegetables, get caught in the wild boar traps and roll around in pain and die!’”

“How can I say something like that……”

In contrast to the excited Masuzu-san, Chiwa didn’t seem all that enthusiastic.

“No matter what I say, Ai won’t give up, right? So I can only do what I did in the past, work hard to make Ei-kun turn around and look at me.

Ai stood up, and extended her hand towards Chiwa.

“So we are enemies now?”

“……eh?”

Fuyuumi took the dazed Chiwa’s hand by force, and shook it.

“Love•The•Ragnarok……”

Hime stared at both of them with her eyes shining, although I don’t really understand what she was muttering about, but I am sure she was really moved.

Ignoring the rather excited trio, Masuzu was muttering under her breath.

“Since this is what you want, I have my plans too, prepare yourself.”

“Hey, what are you planning to do?”

Although I said that, Masuzu didn’t seem to have heard it.

“The only person for Eita-kun is Harusaki-san, nobody else can mess with this. They have a sacred bond. Others should be barred from entering. It’s a no-hunting zone for love. NTRNG<ref>The original sentence was “NTRNGなのよ , I decided not to ruin the beautiful ancronym. Netorare no go, meaning no stealing others’ partner. Netorare, 寝取られ, means cuckold, shortened as NTR, a favorite genre for sick people.</ref>. I won’t agree to that. Won’t agree. Won’t agree. Won’t agree.

“……”

Scary, how scary, Masuzu-san.

I would consider that a sickness. A sickness in a direction different from before.

Although she was this way back when she was my girlfriend, but even after we break up, it’s still hard to deal with her.

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“Pachi Lemon” December•Merry Christmas Special

A must do even during Christmas Night ♥ Popucute Test!

Penname “Holy Dragon Princess of Dawn<span style="position:absolute; margin-top: -10px; font-size: 0.7em; margin-left: -150px;">BURNING PRIN PRINCESS</span>”-san’s answer

Q1: What is the true form of Santa Claus?

A1: Satan

Q2: White Christmas! How would you have fun in the snow with him?

A2: KHOLODNYI SMERCH<ref>The strongest move of Cygnus Hyouga from the Saint Seiya manga. This is a technique that captures his cosmos into a single tornado, of which is unleashed via a straight uppercut. Hyouga, “氷河” means glacier.</ref>

Q3: What do you want to give to him as a present?

A3: Black leather gloves (fingerless)

Q4:What do you wish to get from him?

A4: Library card

Q5: What is Christmas to you truthfully?

A5: The day where the air pollution on the street gets worse

Your Christmas is: Too fantastical!

Pachi Lemon Editorial Board: Why is it that the only normal answer is a library card……?
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OreShura: Volume 7 Chapter 3

2016-01-10T16:58:31Z

209.37.96.5: Fixed verb tense agreement and two typos

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With that, Masuzu returned to school as usual.

She was able to return “normally” without causing much commotion thanks to the huge school festival. Some problems did happen, like when Akano Mei brought the female classmates and asked her “What did you do during your leave? Were you sick? Or were you having a vacation?” or Tanaka from the football club yelling “Goalkeeper, jump to the side—!” when he saw Masuzu coming and was sent outside to stand in the corridor, but only to that extent.

Nobody knew about us breaking up.

The only people who knew were members of “Jien-otsu”, but they probably won’t just go around talking about that, so it doesn’t really trouble Masuzu; I am relieved about that.

A really hot lunch break.

I was eating lunch together with Kaoru at the garden behind the school shed.

I told him honestly about what happened with Masuzu, and wanted to discuss this through with him—

“I think it won’t be easily exposed since you will frequently have club activities together, but I don’t know if it will last for long.”

Kaoru held his strawberry milk in one hand and gave his slightly pessimistic view.

“After all, Natsukawa-san is well known. If nobody sees you going home together, or talking rather distantly, those petty things will cause rumors. If people like Akano-san start asking ‘Did you guys break up?’ then it would be bad.”

“Hmm…”

What Kaoru said is certainly correct, I can imagine it happening.

“Also, Natsukawa-san is planning to help Chihuahua-chan and Eita right? Won’t it be immediately exposed when people see this?”

He’s getting more and more on point, damn.

“It’s hard to be the class couple.”

Kaoru-sensei, who knows nothing about love, gave me some much needed advice.

“Meeting every day even after breaking up should be quite hard, I think. You will also be seen as ‘ex-lovers’ by others, that would be hard to deal with. Although I know quite a few girls who are in a relationship with their classmates, but they keep it low, which makes everything smoother.”

“I see.”

It seems that I had a peek of the school community controlled by the lovestruck minds.

I have always thought of lovers as beasts who think “Look at us going all lovey-dovey! Look!” before this.

But when they meet people whom they want to be in a serious relationship with, it would be better to not flaunt it and do it in secrecy……

“But, Kaoru doesn’t seem to be surprised, huh.”

“About what?”

“You don’t seem to be surprised about Masuzu and I breaking up.”

Kaoru answered while folding his empty carton.

“Natsukawa’s unstable emotions are obvious, even to outsiders, after entering the second semester.”

“So you thought we would break up?”

“From the start, why would you go out is already a mystery.”

How Kaoru-like, straight to the point.

“Tha-that’s also true, the most beautiful girl in the school and me, no matter how you think about it, it doesn’t match huh?”

“No, no, that’s not what I meant by that.”

Kaoru thought in silence for quite some time.

“No matter how you think about it, it’s because Chihuahua-chan is too heavy……”

“Heavy?”

He can’t be talking about her weight, Chiwa is just as light as she looks.

“I think, any normal girl wouldn’t want to come in between Chihuahua-chan and Eita.”

“What are you talking about, how do you explain Hime and Fuyuumi?”

“Akishino-san already drew her line right? She doesn’t follow you around as much after the second semester.”

Ugh, I can’t say anything.

I'm not really near Hime aside from club activities, Kaoru is quite perceptive.

“The problem is A-chan, but mainly because she doesn’t know what is going on between Chihuahua-chan and you.”

“She introduces herself as my childhood friend too.”

There is nothing wrong with that, even now, I still treasure the memories with A-chan.

But using this memory to force me into marriage, this troubles me.

“This is because A-chan thinks her own memory is the most important, so she ignores Chihuahua-chan; maybe she will get into trouble one day.

“Don’t speak about such scary things.”

Kaoru shrugged.

“Don’t you see, Eita? You have a lot of landmines around you.”

“……hah.”

Initially I wanted to laugh it off, but I can’t do that.

Because Kaoru’s expression was serious.

“Careful to not step on the mines. Despite how I look, I am actually quite worried about you.”

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With Masuzu’s return, “Jien-otsu returned to its normal activities.

Chiwa was munching on her snacks nonstop.

Masuzu was busy reading JoJo.

Fuyuumi brought her laptop to do her student council work.

I was reading my textbooks in silence.

Hime started drawing recently, and she was sketching with the aid of an artbook today. She is really passionate about it, and her hand was black from the lead.

“Himecchi, what are you drawing?”

The instant Chiwa leaned over, Hime instantly covered the notebook with her body.

“This is a secret for now, when I get better I’ll let everyone see it.”

She seemed to be planning something. She was able to produce cat ears and tails of such quality after learning a bit, her drawing should be improving really fast too.

But—

She didn’t change one bit. To the point where it is scary.

Hime was silent. She was obviously at a loss when Masuzu confessed during the school festival, but she is staying silent right now.

Did she go over something with Mana? If that’s the case, then won’t Mana know about the fake boyfriend incident—no, Hime will never tell her that.

“Oh, do you guys have any plans for Christmas?”

Masuzu, who just finished a volume of JoJo, suddenly spoke up.

“What Christmas are you talking about, isn’t there still another month to Christmas?”

“The station is already filled with lightings. Decorating the street for the lovers……it is really beautiful. How plastic.”

Although this is definitely not passing the construction law, but the word she was looking for is probably romantic.<ref>Plastic and romantic both ends with –tic, and that’s the same case in Japanese. “プラスチック” and “ロマンチック”.</ref>

Masuzu smiled like an angel.

“Such a beautiful Christmas, Eita-kun, who are you planning to spend it with?”

Chiwa, with a chip in her hand, froze.

Fuyuumi’s hand, which was tapping at the keyboard before, froze.

Hime……ah, her pen is still going, she seems to not have realized, getting too soaked in her drawing.

I also didn’t stop working on the problems.

“Because I have supplementary classes for winter, I don’t have time to play—“

“Eh, the same supplementary classes from before?”

—the voice was Fuyuumi’s.

“Yeah, there is an early bird discount.”

“Then Ai-chan will also go♪we definitely will be in the same class again.”

“Probably.”

Because the system should be the same as the summer classes, it should be class Z again.

“So that means, this year’s Christmas, you will be spending it in supplementary classes with Fuyuumi-san?”

Masuzu cut us off with a sharp tone, totally different from before.

“Then what happens to Harusaki-san? Do you want to leave her alone? Chihuahua will die if left alone.”

“I-I won’t die.”

Chiwa was calm.

“Because Ei-kun wants to study, I can understand that.”

Masuzu still stared at me fiercely.

“Please spread your wings of imagination. On the cold Christmas night, the Chihuahua-san who was selling matches in a deserted street. ‘Do you need some matches wan?’ ‘Would you like to buy some matches wan?’ The Chihuahua-san who was shunned by the passersby. ‘Shut up, who needs matches!’ ‘Don’t you sell Zippo lighters? You don’t even have that, what a terrible shop.’ ‘I will buy the entire basket, in return……you understand, right? You are no longer a child anymore hehehe.’ Aaaah, the Chihuahua-san who was found frozen the next morning!”

“Why must I die?”

Looks like Masuzu still has the tendency of thinking pessimistically.

In the end, she is just thinking too highly of Christmas, just like those lovestruck brains.

“Isn’t it just a Western celebration? How silly. Why must one spend Christmas with a lover? This is just an evil plot by the commercial agencies.”

“I agree.”

Hime spoke up, she seemed to be done with her drawing.

I stole a glance at the notebook……hmm? There are boxes? Is it a comic?

“Speaking of Christmas, one would think it is a Christian celebration, but that is just a plot to scam the stupid people.

“That’s right, everyone seems to be controlled by the media.”

“From the information I got from the president of the internet, the ‘American army’s plot’ conspiracy seems to be the most possible. Christmas night is the only night when the magic power of the red moon hits 666, it is the best time to initiate their plot to revive Lucifer. The out of season typhoon that hit Hanenoyama City a few days ago is also reported to be the American army testing out their meteorological weapons<ref>Basically a manipulation of weather during war.</ref>, we must not let down our guard.”

“……o-oh.”

So “that” is her conspiracy—

……how embarrassing……

Chuunibyou can be cured just by looking at other people’s chuunibyou. Sorry, commercial agencies and the American army.

Masuzu seemed to not be done with her speech and leaned forward.

“Listen up Eita-kun, please spread your wings of imagination.”

“I don’t want to spread anymore……”

You probably just wanted to say “wings of imagination”.

“Christmas night, the Chihuahua-san who was eating alone. Biting on the supermarket’s half price chicken that seems to be horrible. ‘Is mom and dad working overtime again tonight?’ ‘Can’t help it, they are working for my sake.’ Nobody answered her mumbles, the only sound being the microwave’s “beep” after heating up the soup. ‘Ei-kun, is with Fuyuumi now……’ To fend off her heavy heart, Harusaki-san reached out to the leftover matches. She reminisced her memories with him through the dancing flames. ‘Ei-kun, ahhhh, Ei-kun!’. The Chihuahua-san who lighted one match after another, and drowned herself in her memories. Alas, the Chihuahua-san whose body was once again found the next day, cold!”

“Wasn’t she at home!?”

Looks like she wants Chiwa dead no matter what.

Masuzu said she wanted to support our relationship, and it does look that way, but she feels the same as the old Masuzu.

“Back to the point, I really don’t mind. I am having dinner with my parents during Christmas, right, Ei-kun?”

“It’s the same every year for your family.”

Due to Chiwa’s parents being busy at work and not at home most of them time, they treat festivities like New Years, Christmas and birthdays highly.

Fuyuumi happily leaned over.

“If that’s the case, let’s work hard together during Christmas!”

“Yeah, you’ll help me a lot by not being so close right now.”

I was worried if she would actually let me study in peace.

On the other hand, Masuzu started mumbling to herself.

“Sigh, Harusaki-san really isn’t wary enough. If you don’t firmly hold this man down he will start flirting left and right, he’s indecent when it comes to girls, there is no helping him.”

She has really bad notions of me.

“Ah—that, Masuzu? You really don’t need to worry that much—“

“What are you talking about! This lecturing geek, if we leave you alone you will definitely run off to study or lecture other women! If you don’t start going out in front of me, I will be worried!”

“Ehhhh……”

So troublesome.

Just like what Kaoru said, landmines are aplenty.

Although there were plenty of bombs before this, but they are visible.

But right now, the situation is quite messed up, I don’t even know where to step.

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With that, I carefully moved through the landmines to the second half of the second semester.

It is the second week of November, which means there is less than a month to the finals.

If I can’t take back first place this time, I have to spend the rest of the year as second place. This is not a joke, I must welcome the new year with first place.

My strongest rival yawned on the seat beside me.

“Fuaaah, why can’t my table be made of feathers?”

The one speaking is Mogami Yura-san (currently first place in our year).

She was lying on the table, lightly tapping on it with her soft right cheek.

Fifth period, which was located right after lunch was changed into a self-study session to let the other classes catch up with our pace.

Because there was a teacher in class, nobody left their seats, but there were a few people chatting softly or dozing off. Since the teacher was busy computing the marks for the quiz, she just ignored them.

“Kidou-kun is really diligent in class huh.”

“Hmph, what is wrong with studying in a self-study session.”

“Nobody said it was wrong."

She yawned while saying “it feels really uncomfortable”, seems like she was up quite late studying.

“Hey, how long do you practice each day?<ref>Here, practice doesn’t have a definite action, since Kidou meant it as studying, but didn’t specify the action, for the following neta it is required to be kept this way. The original sentence was “ねあ、お前って一日何時間くらいやってるんだ？”.</ref>”

“Normally I start once I reach home, because there is a special room for that, so I just shut myself in it and study. I do eat dinner and bathe in between, and study until 12 o’ clock. In total…about six hours?”

“Hmm, how deserving.”

What a person, even I only study about 5 hours a day.

I still have to waste time on housework, what should I do to defeat her on the time spent studying?

“But the broadcasting amount is not rising……although I sent it in almost ten times already.”

“Huh?”

“Looks like I definitely need to practice more. I need to start saving up money, and have more vocal practice.”

“……what are you talking about?”

“Of course it is karaoke, isn’t that obvious?”

“I’m talking about studying!”

I can’t help but shout.

I lowered my head as the teacher stared at me.

Mogami replied in a hushed tone.

“Didn’t Chiwa tell you about it? I thought you must be talking about this.”

“How should I know, and how did our conversation topic turn into karaoke?”

“But I thought where our conversation was headed didn’t involve you asking me about my time spent studying. The fact that you are interested in someone else’s study habits is already out of my imagination.

“…aah, really?”

Anyhow.

Mogami Yura has no interest in studying, and doesn’t treat me as a rival.

Then why is she still taking first place, how annoying.

“Then, let me ask you again. How much time do you spend studying a day?”

“Usually, zero.”

“Ze—”

“Isn’t paying attention in class enough? Although I would study a bit for exams.”

“—ro”

So this type of people actually does exist.

Indeed, looking at the experience sharing of first rate university graduates, there are people who say things like “as long as you attend class and practice the past year papers it would be enough!”.

“Then, why are you studying in Hane-kou?”

“Because it is close to my house, I can see the field’s white lines from my bathroom window.

Mogami yawned three times while saying that line.

This person—is really a monster.

I have to overcome a genius like this and regain first place…..can I really do this?

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The bell signaling the end of school hours rang, and while I was stuffing my notebooks and textbooks into my bag—

“Hmm?”

A pencil that I should’ve kept in my stationery case is gone.

I looked around, but it wasn’t on the floor.

“Alright, whatever.”

Because I usually use my mechanical pencil, the pencil is just a spare, and I rarely use it, so it doesn’t really trouble me.

“Okay, Eita-kun, time for club activities.”

Masuzu approached me, bag in hand.

“I have something to do in the office, please go on ahead, don’t forget to fetch Harusaki-san.”

“Why do I have to fetch her?”

I tilt my head in wonder, and Masuzu snapped.

“For two people who like each other and are in the same club, isn’t going to club activities together normal?

“Definitely not, Chiwa and I are not even goin—“

“Let’s not talk about this.”

Masuzu stopped me from finishing and rolled her eyes.

“You were talking with Mogami Yura again, right?”

“It was just a casual chat, she is sitting beside me after all.”

“This won’t do, you need to avoid doing things that will invoke misunderstandings with Harusaki-san! Do you understand?”

“Yes yes.”

“Once is enough!”

“……yyyessss.<ref>Imagine it being dragged out.</ref>”

When will this support for our relationship end?

Making it this obvious, the fact that you are single will be easily seen, right?

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I received a message when Chiwa, Hime and I were waiting in the clubroom.

It is from the currently missing Fuyuumi. I already heard that she wasn’t coming today due to student council work beforehand.

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[Subject] ♥LOVE♥INVITATION♥

[Content] I am waiting for you on the roof, can you come alone?
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……

What is she planning this time?

Alright, even though I have the rough idea.

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“Pachi Lemon” December Issue•Merry Christmas Special

A must do even during Christmas night♥Popucute test!

Answered by “Summer River”-san (pen name)

Q1: What is the true form of Santa Claus?

A1: Do we need to know this? Even though we are killing him?

Q2: White Christmas! How would you have some fun in the snow with him?

A2: Checkmate him.<ref>The original phrase is “雪隠詰め”, which includes the word “snow” but has nothing to do with snow. It means to corner someone.</ref>

Q3: What do you want to give him as a present?

A3: An iPad with a broken LCD screen.

Q4: What do you wish to get from him?

A4: An iPad without a broken LCD screen.

Q5: What is Christmas to you truthfully?

A5: I can’t watch the JoJo colour version I bought……

Your Christmas is: Too sad!

Pachi Lemon Editorial Board: Did your iPad break?
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