Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume10.5 Me and Brother and the Mysterious Bolster

Me and Brother and the Mysterious Bolster

Me and Brother and the Mysterious Bolster

“How’s your preparations for the High School visit?”

“Nothing much. I don’t have a specific target, so I guess I’ll be fishing around~”

“Me too~”

I heard my classmates lazy conversation—

‘Keisei Middle School, student Kubo Yoshimitsu from class 3-C hopes to attend Fumitzuki Academy.’

I wrote my brother’s school on the form indicating which high school I hoped to visit.

“Arre? Kubo-kun, you hope to go to Fumitzuki Academy too? I’m the same too!”

Tsuchiya Hinata-san, who’s sitting at the table beside me, opened her form after seeing mine.

“You hope to take a look at Fumitzuki Academy, Tsuchiya-san?”

“Un. Onii-chan is studying over there, so I want to take a look.”

“Is that so? I see.”

“Aren’t you the same too, Kubo-kun?”

I’m hesitating somewhat over my response. The fact is that our brothers are in the same school.

However, there’s a basic difference in reason as to why I’m going to the school as compared to her.

“For me…I’m actually going there to check on something instead of visiting.”

“Check? About what?”

Tsuchiya-san naively answered back. As for what, well…of course, it’s—

“—A family member’s shame.”

Recently, I found a mysterious bolster and blanket in brother’s room. I want to go to Fumitzuki Academy to find out the reasons behind these items.

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“—And so, our school integrated an advanced education system…”

The female teacher who was superintendent over the second years introduced Fumitzuki Academy to us at the sports hall.

I had a little interest in this format, but half my mind was thinking of some other thing.

My brother was obviously being overly happy recently. To him, it was a very good change, something that would be really welcomed. A family member’s happiness is definitely my happiness.

However,

“…Why do you have a bolster and photos of a guy, brother…!!”

I looked inside the half-opened cabinet shelf when I went to my brother’s room to borrow a dictionary. Before that moment, I never ever believed that there was no Pandora Box that was never meant to be opened.

A weird change in a family member is a weird change for me. I have to investigate what’s going on and eliminate the situation…!

“—And that is all for the explanation. Now, we will have the free trip around the school.”

The teacher finished explaining as I clenched my fist to swear.

“Also, there are a lot more people who wanted to visit A class, so we prepared a guide. Kirishima-san—“

“…Yes, I’m sorry for being late.”

A female student appeared in front of everyone as she apologized.

On seeing her, the visiting students gasped.

“What a beauty…”

“How, pretty…”

“I think that person has the top grades in the year…”

“Alright, I’ve decided to attend this school…”

I can understand the cries of amazement around me. The student who appeared in front of us is really pretty.

If she has the best grades, that means she’s in A class too…which means she’s brother’s classmate. So brother has been studying together in the same classroom as this beautiful person.

But even if I say so…

“Why…why did brother skip through that person to fall for a guy…!”

I cannot understand this at all! No, I think a lot of people other than me will not be able to understand as well.

“Hm? No, wait…?”

Instead of saying that I cannot understand this, maybe I should say that the chances itself did not seem to be right? Yes, in other words—

“My brother was brainwashed or something, right…?”

My guess here may be ridiculous, but since this itself is not normal, I cannot pass up on all possibilities.

To a certain extent, even if it was not of that level, was brother fooled by that person? Was he fooled by some guy with a unique interest or something?

Tricked, blackmail, brainwash. I cannot stop thinking when I lose control of my thoughts.

“Alright…as much as anything else, I have to collect all information first.”

I have to grasp the current situation in order to solve this situation no matter what. Luckily, I just need to investigate on this person ‘F class’ Yoshii Akihisa’. I do not think that it will be difficult to gather information on him.

I leave the A class group that is led by the pretty upperclassman and head towards F class.

“Ah, Kirishima-sempai. Your hand got dirtied by some coloring, you know?”

“You’re making something? Amazing!”

“…In a certain sense, I did dirty it when creating something.”

“What sense?”

“…I had some resistance when I said that I wanted to make Shouyu.”

“? Do you need red paint to make soy sauce? ”

“…It’s not paint.”

“???”

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“Where are you going, Kubo-kun?”

“Hm?”

Someone taps me on the shoulder as I look for F class.

“Ah, Tsuchiya-san. Aren’t you going to visit A class?”

“I want to check on Kou-nii’s F class. What about you, Kubo-kun?”

“I want to go to F class to look for something too.”

“Nice. I was wondering where the classroom is in the first place~”

Tsuchiya-san clapped her hands together as if she found a savior.

“Sorry to disappoint you, but I don’t know what to do since I don’t know where the place is either.”

“Hm? Is that so?”

They gave us a guidebook, but for some reason, only the locations for A to D classes were shown. Logically, there should be an E and F class, so it looked like they didn’t print something they don’t want us to see…why? Maybe I’m thinking too much, definitely.”

“If you don’t know too, we’ll just ask someone else then, Kubo-kun. Sorry—”

The fearless Tsuchiya-san moves to a girl on the corridor to ask for directions.

“Yes, what is it?”

That person who answered with a gentle voice had soft hair and…well, I’ll say, a very developed area for a certain female part. The type is different, but she has a charm that won’t lose to upperclassman Kirishima.

“Wow, amazing…I can see them even with the uniform on…”

“???”

Tsuchiya-san looked at the person’s chest and muttered. I guess even those of the same gender finds it amazing.

“Ah, are you lost during your visit?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

The upperclassman deduced this from how we looked and our attitude. She’s holding onto a ‘Tendencies of Prestigious Universities and Countermeasures’, and I can tell that she should be a smart person.

“Where are you going? I can bring you there if you want?”

She’s kind, pretty, gentle, and has a nice figure.

There’s such a person here, but I can’t help but think. Brother! Can’t this person do either…?

“That will be a great help to us. We’re looking for class 2-F.”

“Eh? Our class?”

Our class…?

“Erm…may I ask? Are you a student of F class, sempai?”

“Yes, I am.”

The upperclassman smiled as she answered. I really did not expect this person to be of F class…

“Then, let’s go. F class is on the other side of the corridor. It’s in the other school building.”

Tsuchiya-san and I follow her.

So it’s in another school building. No wonder I can’t find it around here.

“Excuse me…are you Himeji Mizuki-sempai?”

Tsuchiya-san asked the upperclassman Himeji as we proceed on.

“Ah, yes. How do you know my name?”

“Sorry for introducing myself late. I’m Tsuchiya Kouta’s little sister Hinata. Sorry for Kou-nii’s usual troubles.”

Tsuchiya-san introduced herself, and upperclassman Himeji widened her eyes in shock.

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“Is that so? Tsuchiya-kun’s little sister, Kubo-kun’s little brother.”

““Thank you for taking care of our brothers.””

“No no, I should be the one here.”

Everyone introduce themselves as we walk towards F class.

We proceed down the corridor, and I can ask about what I wanted to investigate.

“Himeji-sempai. There’s something I want to ask.”

“Yes, what is it?”

Then, what should I ask? It’ll be too direct if I immediately ask what kind of person F class’ Yoshii Akihisa is like…

“How’s everyone from F class like?”

“Better ask in a roundabout way.”

“Un…well…if I have to say in one line, it’s that they’re all a bunch of cheerful people.”

Upperclassman Himeji showed no signs of malice as I could tell that she really believed so.

“I heard this from Kou-nii before too. I really want to see how it’s like~♪”

“Ah, we’re here.”

Upperclassman Himeji opened the classroom door.

CRAK!

“All pretty boys in this world shall be cursed!”

“““Cursed!!”””

“All popular guys can go and die!”

“““Go and die!!!”””

—Thud.

“Sorry, Himeji-sempai, but I think the black magic club is using this classroom.”

“Ah, no, that’s…everyone from F class…”

The mysterious group dressed in hooded robes was having a Massive Congregation in the shady classroom.

“What is it what is it, Kubo-kun? I haven’t seen anything yet.”

“It might be better not to see it.”

“I want to see it all the more when you say it like that!”

Tsuchiya-san ignored my advice as she opened the door.

“Hm? Visitors?”

“Oh my, a girl I’ve never seen before.”

“Welcome, cute lady.”

This time, what appeared in front of me was a group of boys who invited Tsuchiya-san and upperclassman Himeji with shining teeth. It feels like the mysterious scene just now vanished without a trace.

“Kubo-kun, it’s weird to have tatamis and short tables, but I don’t see any black magic club.”

“…”

As Tsuchiya-san had said, I don’t see any trace or even a dust of mystery.

But what I saw just now shouldn’t be a hallucination.

“Speaking of which, the boy over there. What do you have with us?”

“Are you the boyfriend of that young lady over there? …We’ll kill you.”

“Ah, boy. Do you want to play punching with us until one side bleeds?”

The upperclassmen talking to me seemed to have some agenda behind their words. As expected, what I saw just now was real.

“No, I’m just visiting with a classman.”

“““That’s fine then.”””

The thick killing intent faded off.

My body will definitely be sliced into fine pieces and fed to the fishes if I said ‘that’s right there~, my girlfriend is very cute, isn’t she?’

While I’m in cold sweat, beside me was.

“Ah, Kou-nii! I came to play!”

“…! Hinata, why are you…!”

Tsuchiya-san spotted her older brother in the classroom and walked over.

“Everyone, get ready.”

“““Right!”””

“…No, you’re mistaken…!”

The killing intent gathered again. I never thought that I would experience such murderous killing intent twice within 5 minutes of stepping in.

“Tsuchiya, it’s really a pity that you’re dating such a cute girl.”

“You shall experience for yourself the code of blood the FFF Inquisition has established.”

“…No…! Hinata’s my blood-related imouto…!”

“““So what!?”””

I feel that it’s important here.

“Wait, everyone, calm down.”

“““Leader! Why are you stopping us!”””

“Muttsurini undoubtedly called his little sister to everyone in F class to introduce us to her. Tsuchiya Hinata-san. Do you have a boyfriend?”

“Hm? No.”

“Nice to meet you for the first time. I’m your brother’s good friend, Sugawa Ryo.”

“Ya, you’re really cute, imouto-chan. What a coincidence that I don’t have a girlfriend.”

“Brother-in-law Muttsurini, I’ll definitely make her happy!”

Tsuchiya-san was immediately surrounded by the upperclassmen. What’s with this class? It has nothing to do with the ‘prep school’ concept at all.

“Well, even if you say so…I don’t have any intent to go out with anyone right now.”

Tsuchiya-san laughed as she said.

“That’s because I’m busy with taking care of onii-chan here.”

“Terminate him.”

“““Yes sir!”””

“…I won’t be caught by you! (Runs away)”

The classroom immediately descended into chaos.

I stare blankly at the persecution that’s going on as I ask upperclassman Himeji beside me.

“Well…Himeji-sempai. Is everyone normally like this…?”

“Ah, no…if I have to say, it’ll be a little…more overboard usually…”

My impression of a prep school has finally collapsed completely.

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“Excuse me, can I disturb you for a moment?”

“Hm? What is it, Kubo-kun?”

“Sorry, there’s something I want to ask.”

I wanted to ask the upperclassman Yoshii Akihisa himself, but he’s not in this classroom, so I ask around the upperclassmen in the classroom.

“What do you want to ask?”

“Erm…I heard that there’s a very interesting person in this class.”

“Really interesting? The face?”

“Why must you consider that before the personality!?”

The conversation can’t even be completed successfully.

“Well, what is it that you want to ask about that Yoshii’s face?”

“Sorry sempai. I never said a single word about that.”

I don’t think there is a need to describe him like this after a look from my brother’s photo. Even so, that was the first name they immediately threw out. How is this Yoshii Akihisa normally being treated everyday?

“But you’re asking about Yoshii, right?”

“Yes. Well… since he’s famous, I thought that I should know what kind of person he is.”

I asked vaguely.

“An idiot.”

“A rather stupid idiot.”

“Ah yes, an unprecedented idiot who’ll probably never appear again.”

My impression of upperclassman Yoshii Akihisa has been covered with regret.

“Erm, to be specific?”

“During our first year, he splashed a pail on water at a teacher.”

“At the start of our second year, he destroyed a wall.”

“During the school festival, he even blew up the Head of Teaching Staff’s office.”

It’s already a big thing to splash water on a teacher, and yet he destroyed a wall and blew up the Head of Teaching Staff’s Office. This is completely unheard of, really unbelievable. These upperclassmen must be joking, right—

“MOVE—ASIDE—(Glass Shatters)!!!”

“DAMN IT! YOSHII GOT AWAY!!”

“BASTARD! HE’S ACTUALLY HIDING IN THE EMPTY CLASSROOM!!!”

“AFTER HIM! DON’T LET HIM GET AWAY!!!”

“WE MUST MAKE HIM SPILL OUT THE DETAILS ABOUT HIS OUTING WITH KINOSHITA!!!”

Some weird noises could be heard from the other side of the corridor. Huh? Did I just hear the sound of windows breaking…? To think that I can hear such noises during an ordinary life besides watching those Hollywood movies…

“Anything you still want to ask, Kubo-kun?”

If possible, I want to ask about something regarding common sense—never mind. For some reason, I feel that it’ll be a waste of my time if I do so here.

“If there’s none, we’ll proceed to join Yoshii’s execution team.”

“Ah, yes, thank you very much.”

“No biggies. Let’s go, Fukumura.”

“Right. We must make sure that guy ceases to breathe today.”

“That bastard better get ready.”

The upperclassmen wielded whips and wooden swords as they walked out of the classroom.

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