OreShura: Volume 1 Chapter 11

Chapter 11: An Obvious Yet Relentless Ending Mayhem

All in all, in either case --

The next day, Masuzu came to school like nothing had happened.

After school, Chiwa also came to the clubroom like nothing had happened.

And just as it did in the past, the “Society for Bringing Out Your Maiden Self” recommenced club activities.

"Well, in short, Sakagami-senpai and I weren’t fit for each other."

Chiwa chewed on fried meat bread while she readily summarized the romance with the senpai.

"But I won’t give up! Because I want to become so popular, that even Ei-kun will cry."

Yeah right, Chiwa. When the time comes, I will cry tears of joy.

"If you can maintain this energy, it’ll be fine! Your high school life has just begun, so our battles together will start now."

Masuzu, since we just re-started the club activities, please don’t immediately start to another story!

Thus, even though it was almost time for final exams, our Jien-Otsu club decided to try some new combat tactics.

"Girls who can cook are really cute" became the theme of strategy.

This combat strategy was exactly what the literal meaning described, but Chiwa simply could not cook.

"Masuzu, can you cook?"

"Me? Obviously I cannot."

Masuzu stared me, "’’what are you saying?’’"

"If you can’t, it doesn’t matter as long as you can pretend you can."

"...We’re using this method again...?"

It’ll be fine if Eita-kun just eagerly eats the bentos we make. Tomorrow at lunch, just eat in the classroom in front of everyone and ceaselessly praise our cooking. Although it may not be edible… you’ll just have to show some restraint."

Thunk! Chiwa patted her chest, and said:

"No problem, Ei-kun! I’ll work hard so my food won’t be life-threatening!"

"You guys don’t even intend to make good-tasting food!"

I banged the table with great force.

"No, I absolutely will not eat it! It’s nearly final exams, and I don’t want to upset my stomach!"

"So, ah, what a shame."

Masuzu turned her head, "phuu~" and said with a sigh:

"Now that you mention it, my computer’s been acting strange recently. The hard disk often makes weird noises."

"Oh? Well then you should go get it fixed soon."

"The sounds it makes are really strange. It makes a “NOTE secret-secret” “leak-leak” -- ♪ kind of noise."

"Ah, well that mean it’s broken beyond repair… —wahh— I’ve changed my mind. I want to eat, I mean I’m looking forward to eat Masuzu and Chihuahua’s bento ~ahaha!"

♦

The next day at lunch --

Originally, this was going to cruelly deprive Kaoru of the short time we spend resting together.

"Today, I’m going to go eat in the student cafeteria."

"S-sorry Kaoru!"

Don’t leave...

Don’t abandon me here by myself!

"Then, we don’t you try some of my lunch? Take it, Eita-kun."

"My god! Were you supposed to do this with people you’ve known for a long time?"

I sat sandwiched between the two of them. They were so close to me, that it was difficult to move my chopsticks.

"Your childhood friend is really shameless. Ah, as your girlfriend, shouldn’t I technically have priority in this situation?"

"Hmph. You guys have only gotten together for several weeks. Do you really think you can win over my friendship of nine years?"

Really, no matter how you looked at it, this was the “popular Kido Eita chapter.”

As a matter of fact, since several moments ago, the expression of all the students – especially the boys – were filled with incomparable jealously. It’s said that Yamamoto, the scarecrow does what? Don’t tell me that you asked me, “Give me one strand of your hair,” just for this reason?

Wrong......

You’re gravely mistaken, aahhhhh!

"Well, let’s just let Eita-kun pick then."

"It’s all on me?!"

The two of them opened the lids of their bentos at the same time.

Instantly, a horrible stench flowed all around me.

I simply could not distinguish the color of it all.

This already was beyond the scene of novelty, and was sufficient to trigger a mental breakdown. The thought of it caused my appetite to disappear!

Yes, they exceeded my expectations.

"Uh, Chiwa......"

"What, Ei-kun?"

"What is this black charcoal-looking object? Is it coal?"

I was not a steam engine train.

"This is Chiwa’s meaty meatball specialty! It’s made by wrapping up fried streaky pork! It looks good, doesn’t it?"

Well, if only it weren’t charred like this!

"Uh, Masuzu......"

"What is it, Eita-kun?"

"This – what is this pile of brown slime in the bento box? Is it edible?"

"I don’t know?"

Masuzu gracefully tilted her head and said:

"Actually, I don’t remember anything that happened during that time…"

"You lost your memory when you cooked?"

Besides, how could you make me to eat this stuff?

"But no problem, it’s sure to be tasty."

"There is no proof! Otherwise, you eat some first!"

Masuzu immediately looked away, wordlessly

T-this woman......

"Oh, hurry up and eat -- I'd like to hear your thoughts? Okay?"

Chiwa’s eyes expectantly began to glow.

"Please attentively taste the dishes I prepared with upmost care."

Masuzu smiled sweetly.

I had already begun to regret the words I said to Masuzu yesterday.

I actually said, ‘I’d help you stop Chiwa from leaving.’

How long was this going to go?

When were you guys going to stop?!

I began to hear the boys of the class grumbling. "Damn," "die, instantly go die!" "Why is that kind of guy popular? "(Boom – thump-thump) ※ This was the sound of Yamamoto banging nails. "He’s cheating, right!" "Even if it’s Chihuahua, let me have her!" "It would be better if it was me!"

-- Sure, you can replace me.

That is, if you’re willing to cook for Chiwa every night.

Simultaneously, you’d also have to deal with Masuzu’s poisoned words and JoJo references.

I’m willing to switch with you at any time.

"...I said Chiwa."

I looked far away:

"The so-called popularity... is it possible that it’s not as great as you think......? "

"Ei-kun is suddenly acting cool!"

"Oh, since he’s my boyfriend, of course he’s cool."

Pulling! Masuzu hugged my left arm.

"No way! It’s because he’s my childhood friend!"

Chiwa refused to admit defeat and pulled my right arm.

"You really don’t give in."

"It’s impossible to concede, right?"

Grumble-grumble-grumble...

In the style of JoJoJoJo background sound effects, the two of them stared at each other.

The boys, also filled with incredible hatred, started at me.

I don’t want it...

I didn’t want this kind of high school life!

This is Ore no Kanojo to Osananajimi ga Shuraba Sugiru!

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