OreShura: Volume 2 Chapter 3
Chapter 3 Together with My Girlfriend when School Ends is Mayhem
It was finally only several days before the start of final exams.
The majority of clubs have already stopped their activities, but the “Jien-otsu Club” continued to hold meetings as usual since Masuzu said, “young maidens do not have holidays.” I wanted to say, “I wasn’t a girl, so let me rest,” but I figured they wouldn’t listen anyways.
But today, because one of Chiwa’s classmates wanted to study with her for exams, the club activities were canceled. She even sent me a text message asking if she should refuse the invitation, but I told her to go… if she didn’t study hard, she’d be in trouble.
I thought Masuzu would complain, so I didn’t expect her to understand so quickly.
"We haven’t gone home together in a long time. Why done we head back by ourselves today?"
Ever since the start of Jien-Otsu club activities, the three of us would all go home together, so we haven’t done anything like this in a long time.
After all, her original fake-boyfriend contract condition was to “go home together every day,” so we’d be returning to the original agreement.
But......
"Why don’t you look happy at all?"
Masuzu switched her shoes, placed them in the cupboard, and smiled at me with her back to the setting sun.
"Is it because the incident last time after school, you don’t want to talk to me? I’m very looking forward to it."
"Fine ~ Blame me for it ~"
Come on --
This time I had to talk enthusiastically --
Ah --
So depressing.
I walked out of the school gates side by side with Masuzu, and the attention of students all around focused onto us immediately, piercing us like needles. There was also a whispering sound. "Hey, it’s the popular dude!" "So today it’s not Chihuahua, but rich ojou-sama accompanying him?" "What should we do? Worship them?" "I head if you pray morning, noon, and night, you’ll receive a lover." I had no idea when such strange beliefs starting appearing. The person who wanted to rely on gods was obviously me.
"Eita-kun."
Masuzu said while hanging onto my arm.
"Why are you doing this so suddenly?"
"Stick a little tighter to me please. If we don’t, we won’t look like a couple."
I could sense her body temperature as she clung to the arm of my T-shirt, and it made me feel like I wanted to run away.
This girl’s body was just too soft…
I pretended to be calm as I walked, and said:
"But as things stand, what are you talking about? Everybody already knows about the relationship between us."
"No. Because Harusaki-san often comes home with the three of us together, there’s been some suspicion about our relationship. It’ll be fine as long as we display ourselves a little."
Masuzu tightly, tightly hugged close to my arm. Without Chiwa around, we were such a prominent couple. I already felt… The stares already felt… Aaaaahhh!
"O-o-oh, we should talk more energetically, right? We should talk about something!"
"Okay, how about --"
Masuzu’s eyes were already brimming with anticipation as she looked up at me:
"Eita-kun, did you watch yesterday's "Magure Punishment Extreme?"
"!"
This woman......
What was she trying to do?
"Magure Punishment Extreme" was a popular TV series with an average rating of 18.5%. It focused on the hardcore human emotions, and was popular among men and women of all ages. Even I, who did not really watch TV, never missed an episode of this show.
However, the last time we talked about “Magure”, Masuzu said the show was "so-so...... "
It was a really humiliating memory.
Well, today I would officially make her understand the charm of “Magure!”
"Of course I watched it."
I carefully choose my words for the conversation:
"I think the most interesting quality of Magure Punishment Extreme is the romance between the police protagonist Asato and the girl Yuki. This episode specifically focused on this. The day of Yuki’s birthday, she was implicated in a big drug search. The degree Asato “stubbornly” hated drugs was described in former episodes, and everyone knows how much Asato liked Yuki. Between “duty VS love,” one could ultimately only pick one! Which one would Asato pick? It really made the fans anxious like crazy and pinched with cold sweat. The arrangement of the last episode of the season was really amazing! This contemporary drama’s steady structure is really rare, and absolutely godlike – a god-level drama!"
The last part was the same as last time, but I still thought it was good.
I tried my best to communicate my ideas to her.
Masuzu nodded vigorously:
"Duty VS love", you said it really well."
"Really?"
I unconsciously clenched my fist. I did really well, Asato!
"Though, could you repeat the explanation of that......?"
"Huh?"
"I’ve never seen that TV drama."
"What? Then why did you ask me about it?!"
"Well, I thought if I brought up a topic in Eita-kun’s area of expertise, it would satisfy your insignificant self-esteem?"
"Insignificant? You’re calling my feelings towards “Magure” insignificant?!"
Masuzu quickly shook her head, like a cat rapidly escaping the scene:
"No, I meant minced meat." [1]
"That’s some greasy self-esteem that you’re talking about! Is that what you meant? You mixed up self-esteem with deep-fried? [2] You actually meant self-esteem chicken it? Hahaha!"
"Right, right, fascinating, fascinating! But I want to change the subject."
"You don’t want to keep going?"
I was nearly crying.
In fact, I was already crying...
"Wuha! W-why do you want to change the topic? A-after all that trouble, we’ve finally managed to start such an energetic conversation?"
"Sorry, sorry."
I don’t know why Masuzu apologized to me twice, but she rubbed by back.
"Well, I’ll go buy a few drinks for us from the vending machine over there."
"T-thank you..."
I did not expect Masuzu to be so mild.
But somehow I felt as if she were tricking me…
"Here, Eita-kun, some red bean soup."
Ten seconds later, I realized my hunch was correct.
"............You hate me?"
"Of course not."
"Didn’t you say you would buy a cold drink?"
"It is very ~ cold. Feel it."
I took the canned red bean soup, which was in fact very ~ cold.
Why would they sell this kind of thing… [3]
It would have been very strange to drink while standing, so we sat down on the bench near the vending machine. This was a quiet residential area, located in an obscure area, so there were practically no pedestrians in this quiet place. I could even hear the wind chimes of the neighboring homes, and it would have been unbelievably elegant… if I weren’t drinking red bean soup!
Masuzu was drinking canned oolong tea as she spoke, surveying the sky. "These are very beautiful dark red clouds." From the side, she looked almost expressionless, and it made one wonder whether she really believed it was “beautiful.”
She was one of those people you could never guess what she was thinking.
I felt as if the more I got to know her, the more the dark and lost parts of her seemed to increase.
"Eita-kun."
"What?"
"There’s something you should be saying to me, isn’t there?"
Masuzu attentively stared at my eyes as she spoke:
"What are you hiding from me?"
"W-what are you talking about?"
"You’ve been stealing looks at Harusaki-san these past few days."
Eh?!
"N-n-no I wasn’t! Why would I want to look at Chiwa?"
"Hmph, don’t pretend to play dumb."
When Masuzu leaned her face close to my ear, she said:
""Protect My Four Beauties. • Dance • Angel.""
"Wuah?"
I unconsciously looked at Masuzu’s face.
Her eyes were laughing.
"The most embarrassing entry from your 8th grate notebook... do you want me to read it aloud here?"
My whole body burst out in cold sweat.
That......
That was not good!
Even though there are a lot of black marks on my history, the shame of reading “That One” out loud in public was the most embarrassing out of the top five. It had five times the destructive power of “Violent Beast” …I did not have the confidence to maintain a normal mental state. "M-Masuzu! You!"
"I’ve said it before, Eita-kun."
Masuzu suddenly narrowed her eyes and said:
""Don’t be so considerate of other women in front of me"."
"I-I have not been considerate to Chiwa!"
"It’s the same. Even though we’re fake, you are still my boyfriend, so you’re not allowed to look at other women."
Really……
How strong were this girl’s possessive feelings?
It didn’t matter if it was fake or genuine, things that were mine are mine!
"No matter what you say, I can’t tell you."
"Think? It doesn’t matter even if I read aloud your notebook?"
"You can’t do that, absolutely not!"
As a human being, one should not reveal the contents of a love letter to other people.
It was the same regardless if Chiwa wrote it, or someone else wrote it.
"I see."
Masuzu sighed and said:
"So in Eita-kun’s book, Harusaki-san is very special... "
When she finished speaking, she lowered her shoulder, sank into silence, and gave off a very lonely appearance. She stared at her empty oolong tea can.
…She’s not reading the notebook aloud?
No, of course I didn’t want her to read it.
I thought that ordinarily, Masuzu would have starting reading aloud the moment I refused her.
--But this time.
There was a sudden change in Masuzu’s expression.
Astonished, she opened her eyes wide, her cheeks stiff, while staring forward a little -- no, it would be more accurate to call it glaring.
She was surprised eyes, cheeks stiff, staring straight - wrong, should stare fishes.
I was unconsciously fascinated by looking at this Masuzu, since this expression was a rarity among rarities.
As a result, I was late a few moments before I realized what Masuzu was looking at.
"Eh? This guy is Suzu’s boyfriend?"
The first thing I saw was two bundles of tied golden hair floating by me, and a little girl with blue eyes.
Blonde.
She could easily be classified into a four-character idiom with that kind of stereotypical, albeit very old-fashioned combination – “Emanating Intense Aura Standing Before Others”. It was like the residential area around this girl had been cut open into space.
She wore the uniform of a neighboring town’s famous private middle school, which was on a totally different level with our public school. The design was high level and very fashionable. “It’s very difficult to look good while wearing those kinds of uniforms,” Chiwa told me before while pretending to know things she didn’t. On this girl’s body, it looked completely fitting …was it because the quality of the person who wore it is very high? She lived in a completely different world than me.
Masuzu spoke in a very coarse voice:
"Mana, why are you......"
"Because I wanted to see Suzu’s boyfriend."
It took me a little before I figured it out --
When this girl said, “Susu’z boyfriend” earlier, she actually meant, “Masuzu’s boyfriend.”
"Hmph..."
The girl called Mana approached my face, laughing, and examined me from heat to foot several times. Highly inquisitive, she left nothing unexposed, and it made me feel messy.
After thirty seconds of examination, she smiled and said:
"Hmm – I don’t see anything special about him."
Hmph! Even while she’s obviously smiling, how could she come to that kind of conclusion?
"But, you don’t actually like Suzu, right?"
"Eh!?"
She saw through my fake boyfriend act? How?
I could not help but turn around and look to the side. I only saw Masuzu with her head bowed, hair covering her face.
Masuzu clenched a fist on her knees, and said:
"Mana, don’t say things like you know everything. You don’t understand anything."
As soon as she finished, the girl immediately burst out into laughter. “Ahahahaha!”
"Just kidding! I’m just teasing you. Like always, you can’t withstand it? You always make Dad worry because of that."
I let out a sigh, relieved. Apparently this girl had been bluffing.
But... Dad?
Normally, this would refer to this girl’s father…?
"What are you doing here on this street? Did that man order you to come?"
"Yup, he wanted me to take a look at your situation. Even though we were on the phone, that person was very angry! He said he didn’t let you come back to Japan to fool around randomly. It seems he found about your school affairs through a representative politician or something?"
Masuzu’s body began to tremble severely.
The girl spoke in a gentle voice:
"Sorry, did I scare you? I’m kidding, it’s nothing. I'll stand up for you. Idiot, I wouldn’t make things happen so badly that it’d upset Suzu!
Because she was wearing a middle school uniform, she must at least be younger than Masuzu – but this girl was totally treating Masuzu like a child.
I never expected that the pretentious Natsukawa Masuzu, would actually be that afraid.
"So Suzu? Let me replace you --"
The girl soon turned her eyes towards me.
She approached me.
As I sat on the bench, I tried to lift myself up to escape – but the girl shoved her chest against mine.
While I staggered, the girl brought her face close to me and said:
"So Masuzu’s boyfriend can just be mine!"
My lips were kissed by her.
The girl named Mana, whose lips were a lot smaller than mine and soft, seemed as if they were almost sucked into mine.
"Wuah!"
She kept her eyes open and staring at me, seemingly because she did not want me break away from her. Her bluish-green pair of eyes seemed to contain the radiance of mischievous childness.
After our lips were in contact for a few seconds, it ended.
She rapidly pulled her body away, and looked neither shy nor timid as she licked her lips and said:
"Stealing complete! Thank you for the hospitality! ♪"
I did not even hmph in reaction.
Masuzu face seemed to lose its color, and she stared at the girl in a daze.
At this time, a large black limousine pulled up beside the vending machine. From the driver’s seat, a tall black bald man wearing sunglasses stepped out. Why did he look as if he were a bodyguard, not just a chauffer?
The man respectfully saluted the young girl:
"Miss, it’s time to go."
"Ah, is it?"
The girl said as she solemnly combed her blond hair.
"So, Suzu, you should consider it before the next time we meet? All aspects of it."
Masuzu did not respond.
"Nii-san, let’s do a little more than just kiss next time?"
This arrogant manner of speaking made me very angry.
"You’re just a middle school student! Don’t talk like you’re an adult! I’m not your brother, and don’t be so familiar with me!"
"It’s not wrong to call you brother, right?"
The girl opened a window from the back seat of the car, smiling.
"Because Natsukawa Masuzu is my sister."
"What--?"
"I am from the middle-school division of the private women's college, third-year Natsukawa Mana. Just call me Mana, since you’re my future brother-in-law. ♪ "
Even after the limousine carrying the girl left, I was still unable to move.
What?
Masuzu’s sister?
"Hey, Masuzu! What was that about--"
"Stop it."
She flatly refused to answer.
"I also have things I don’t want to talk about, just like you."
Masuzu said without looking at me, her hair covering her face.
Her tight shoulders were full with a feeling of rejection.
"...I know."
I gave a big sigh, and scratched my head.
Even though I wanted to ask about her sister, I also had the secret about my love letters, so I couldn’t complain. There was nothing left to try even if I were impatient.
I only understood one thing.
My own “girlfriend” – I didn’t know anything about her.
Notes
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