MM!:Volume 1 Chapter 1

It happened when I was a third year middle school student, at school after class. I, Sado Tarou, was chatting with my best friend, Hayama Tatsukichi. About half of my classmates were still in the classroom when the room's door opened noisily. A female student then entered the room. She headed straight towards us and then stopped in front of me. She was quite pretty. She had short hair which looked pretty soft and skin which was as white and as smooth as a baby. With her wide and beautiful eyes which really left an impression, she was certainly someone who you wouldn’t be embarrassed to call beautiful. She also had cute, thin and pink colored lips which for some reason made me feel uneasy. With a beautiful girl like that looking straight at me, here I was having no recollection of who this she was. Obviously, she was definitely not from my class.

The girl tightened her lips and as if to knit her eyebrows, glared at me. She looked angry yet scared at the same time, a very complicated expression. And for some reasons, her body was trembling a bit. I looked back at her eyes as I tilted my head. I was about to ask her whether she needed something from me when the girl raised her white and slender right hand. And with a force that seemed to split the air, her right hand which has raised cleanly hit my left cheek.

“Ube!?!”

With a force which resembles a punch more than a slap, my cheek received a strong shock which reverberated through my skull. Pitiably, I was blown off backwards mowing down the seats and tables behind me and then finally collapsing on the floor.

“What with the sudden slap!?”

Holding down my left cheek as I lay on the floor like a girl, I look up at the girl who made me eat a strong slap. The girl was looking down at me with exceedingly cold eyes.

“Someone like you should just die!”

I couldn’t say anything back.

The girl’s act of violence was too sudden, too unreasonable. She gave off a very cold glance as if looking down on something terribly disgusting. Her words were truly harsh. A normal person would have been furious right about now, especially after everything that has happened, it would be ridiculous otherwise. My whole body was quivering. I was shaking tremendously. A sudden gush of emotion was running from my head down to my toe, it completely ruled my mind and my body. Everyone in class expected me,Sado Tarou, to leap up at the angry girl. Until I, suddenly clung to the foot of the girl who gave me a slap and screamed

“More… pleeeaaaseee hit me more!”

“…..Eh?”

The girl let off a troubled voice. I drew my body closer to the girl’s foot while having a hollow and dubious smile.

“Mo..more! Please hit me more! Please gaze at me like as if you’re looking at something worthless! Please curse me with more cruel words! I.. I beg of you!”

The classroom stood still.

Without even noticing that the classroom has stood still, the girl continued to smile at me eerily. She along with everyone in class looked like they were completely taken aback.

“Pig! Please call me a disgusting pig! Princess, please kick my dirty ass with your beautiful and noble leg!”.

My whole body was trembling furiously. But that trembling wasn’t that of anger. For a moment, my heart and my body was controlled by an unknown pleasure. I completely lost myself to the extraordinary pleasure.

“A pe..pervert.” said someone in our class.

“What a freak”.

“What a deviant.”

My classmates were watching me from afar with a face which seems to have seen something really disgusting.

“That’s no..not it..” I said to my classmates.

But at the same time, I felt pleasure from the look of disgust given by my classmates.

“No, that’s no..not it! I’m not a pervert! That’s why stop looking at me like that! Aa.. Aah… But, that looks you’re giving me feels good… no.. it doesn’t feel good! This is not what it seems! I’m noooot a pervert!!!!” screamed I while having a creepy smile on my face.

“..ch”.

I woke up from sleep, suddenly raising my body from my bed.

“Haa.. ha.. haa.. a dream..”.

I was at my room. I held my head while sitting on top of my bed.

“Damn it. That was a terrible nightmare…”.

If I’m going to see a dream, I might as well dream of her. As I thought of that, I wiped the sweat on my forehead with my right hand. I thought of the girl with the glossy, black hair which reaches up to her back and who looked neat and beautiful. The girl I’m thinking of is Shiori-hime.

“…nn?”.

Inadvertently, the moment I put my right hand on top of my bed, I felt something soft. It was marshmallow soft. It felt too soft for a bed.

And when I looked, there was a woman sleeping on my bed. My right hand was on top of the woman’s chest.

“Uoooi!?”.

I hurriedly removed my hand. The girl had a small build and had fine, straight hair which reached up to her collarbone. The girl wearing a pink pajama was facing the side and was rolled up sleeping while innocently letting small breaths off from her lips. A few of her fine hair was on top of her white cheeks.

“He.. Hey! Wake up!”

I screamed at the girl’s ears while my face convulses.

“…nn.”

The girl slowly opened her eyelids. She then looks up at me with a blank expression while rubbing her sleepy eyes with the back of her right hand.

“You’re noisy… Tarou-chan..”

“I’m not noisy!” I angrily shouted at her sleepy face.

“And after I’ve told you so many times not to slip on my bed, idiotic sister!”

This is my older sister, Sado Shizuka, 19 years old.

“But…” said my sister as she sits on my bed.

With a height not more than 149cm, my mini-sized sister looks just like a kid, especially with her innocent appearance right now.

“But, I was really afraid of the thunder and couldn' t sleep because of it . It left me with no choice but to go to Taro-chan’s bed.”

“You’re obviously lying! We’ve been having perfect weather since yesterday! Chance of precipitation was zero percent!”

“I got caught. Ehe.”

“It’s not ehe’!”

“Uhuu”.

“It’s not ‘Uhuu’!”

“Uhee”

“It’s not ‘Uhee’ too!”

“Putting that aside...” whispered my sister as she draws her lips closer to my ear and with a voice which made it seem like she was about to reveal a secret.

“Was your sister’s boobs soft?”

My face turned red.

“You... were pretending to be asleep!” .

“Uwa- Your face is all red. How cu..cute!”.

“Hey! Stop clinging!”.

“If Tarou-chan ever felt like it, I’m always ok with it. Incest that is.”

“Stop saying nonsense!”

I forcibly separated my sister from me. At that time, the clock which was by my pillow came into view. 7:5x AM.

“What the hell!?”

I grabbed the alarm clock with both of my hands.

“Are you serious… I had my alarm clock set to ring at 7:00AM! Why didn’t it ring!?”. “Ah, it was me who stopped it.”

“Huh?”

“My classes start from third period so I’ll be fine not waking up that early. But then that clock started ringing so early, so before it could wake up Tarou-chan, I quickly stopped it."

This slacking college student.

“Why the hell did you do that! At this rate, I’ll definitely be late!”

“You don’t have to be that angry. The desire to feel Tarou-chan's warmth even for a second longer, that's onee-chan's love for you.”

“Shut up! And just leave!”.

“Noo.”. After chasing off my sister, I quickly started changing in my uniform. I then went down the stairs and headed to the dining room.

“Ara, Tarou-san. Good morning. It seems you woke up a bit late today."

Appearing from the kitchen which is further inside the dining room is my mom, Sado Tomoko.

“Good morning, mom.”

My mom’s already past forty but no matter how you look at it, she only looks like she’s on her early thirties. We sometimes even get mistaken as siblings whenever we go out together. She has her hair which is about shoulder length and is tied behind once. Mom was smiling softly in her apron while holding a plate on one hand.

“I’ll immediately prepare your breakfast. Today’s breakfast is Tofu miso soup, fried egg, salmon and..”

“Nah, I won’t be having breakfast today since I’m kinda out of time.”

“Eh..”

Mom’s smile stiffened. The plate she was holding suddenly slipped out of her hand and was broken on top of the floor.

• sounds of breaking plate*

“I see… Tarou-san doesn’t want to eat the food I made.” Mom’s eyes got cloudy and then finally started shedding big drops of tears. I was taken aback.

“Tha…that’s not it! It’s not like that!”

“It’s fine! You don’t have to say anything! Since this is my entire fault! Please forgive me for being an incompetent mother who only causes trouble to Tarou-san. Uuuu…”

She then moved to the dining room while crying and as if she was about to stumble continued to the living room, finally sitting down in front of the altar found at it. On that altar was a picture serving as a vestige of my father who died five years ago.

“Dear, I’m sorry… because of me, because of the incorrect way I raised him, Tarou-san’s mind has been too distorted to the point that he can’t even enjoy breakfast."

“What the heck are you saying! I’m just skipping breakfast!”

“The road to becoming a NEET starts from here. Ahh, for my beloved son to suffer one of society’s problem.”

“How did you come up with that!? I’m skipping breakfast just because I’m out of time and… Ahh, this has started to become a pain. I get it. I’m eating. I’m having breakfast!”

“Eh, really?”

My mother turned into a smile. I nodded my head while still feeling tired.

“Ufufu. I’m glad. Then, I’ll prepare breakfast immediately. Tarou-san should just sit at the table and wait for it. Today’s breakfast is going to be delicious again.”

Mother, whose mood has suddenly improved, has started humming something, a complete change from the earlier scene.

“Crying like that is just unfair.”

Her tendency to easily turn to tears once something happens, especially if that something is related to me, is something I’m really having trouble with. Although I know she’ll stop crying soon, once she starts crying, I just can’t refuse her anymore.

“Looks like I’ll be completely late today.”

I put my elbow on the table, rested my chin on my hands and then sighed.

After a 15 minutes ride on a train from a station near my house, I got off at Sakuramori station. A succeeding 10 minutes’ walk from there and I’ll find the school I’m attending, Sakuramori Private High School.

“A-a.. I’m super late.”

From the school’s gate to the school’s entrance was a 50 meters long gentle slope which was like a tree-lined street with the Cherry trees standing at both of its side. It’s currently May right now, so the Cherry blossoms are already gone, but I can still remember how beautiful these trees during the entrance ceremony were when all of them were blooming at once. Looking from the school gate, you can find the club building at the left of the slope. This is where different clubs held their activities. At the other side was a parking lot for bicycles. About halfway through the slope, I found a brown cat.

“If it isn’t Norayoshi.”

“Nya” cried Norayoshi as it approached me; it then rubbed its body at my leg.

“You really are a cute guy. There, there.”

I then crouched down and gently stroked Norayoshi’s head. It narrowed its eyes as if to show how good it felt. Norayoshi is a street cat who is used to people and who has made the area around the school its sleeping ground. It is loved by everybody and has become a mascot character for Sakuramori High School. By the way, the halfhearted name, Noriyoshi, was given by a doctor who was working on this school a few years ago.

“This is bad. I don’t have the time to be playing around with you. Later, Norayoshi.”

I waved my hand at it while heading towards the school building. It then folded its back leg and sat down and with a cry, saw me off. I reached the classroom, 5 minutes after the first period has begun. While preparing myself to get scold, I softly opened the classroom’s door. That's when I noticed that the classroom was a bit noisy.

“Huh?”

The teacher wasn’t at his desk. And at the blackboard, two words – study and period, were written.

“Study period, huh?”

I was saved. I let off a sigh of relief. I then sat on my chair which was near the middle of the column at the side of the window.

“Hey, you’re pretty late today.”

The guy, who sat on front of my seat, turned around and said it while laughing. He had short blond hair and a slender face. His eyebrows were a bit shaved, so he looked pretty scary at first. With his modified uniform slovenly worn and a style which no matter where you looked was the same as saying “Hello, I’m a delinquent.” is my best friend, Hayama Tatsukichi. I met him when we became classmates during our first year in middle school and for some strange reason; we hit off and got along really well. We were in the same class during middle school years, not to mention we’re in the same class again this year. This’ll be the fourth consecutive year that we’re together. We might have some kind of fate.

“This is my mom and my sister’s fault.”

“Uwa. To put the blame on your adorable family instead of admitting that you were late because you overslept, Tarou, I’m heartbroken. I don’t remember raising you like that.”

“I don’t remember being raised by you, too. And I’m saved because of this study period.”

“Looks like the teacher for the first period took a break because he suddenly got ill, which is how we ended up having study period.”

“I see. Looks I’m pretty lucky today.”

“But the macho guy was really mad this morning, he was saying something like ‘Where the hell is Sado!?’.”

“Are you serious?”

The macho guy we are referring to is our class’ homeroom teacher, Nakayama-sensei. Nakayama-sensei is a physical education teacher with a height of 185 centimeters and a muscular body. Almost everyone in our class calls him ‘macho’.

“From how it looked, it seems like you’ll be ending up with him holding protein stuff and forcing it into your mouth while screaming ‘You being late are a sign that you don’t have enough muscles!‘.”

“Ugee.. It sounds so real, it’s scary.”

He is a type of teacher who looks like a person who would seriously believes that this world would be peaceful if the human race became more muscular and brawny. He’s crazy.

“More importantly, was there a theme given for this study period?”

“Nah, it looks like it’s up to us. In short, we’re left to study on our own.”

“Nice.”

My classmates, without even bringing out their book or notes, were busy with either chatting or sleeping in the classroom. Since there wasn’t any work given, I guess this is normal. Study on your own? As if there’s a sane student who’ll do that, it’s not even before exam period.

“Well..” said Tatsukichi

“I guess I’ll go over yesterday’s lesson. I did review it once last night, but you can’t go wrong with studying a bit more.”

There he was. A student who’d actually study.

He, Tatsukichi, is a guy who completely looks like delinquent but is actually serious student inside. He usually has one of the highest grades for our year during middle school. He doesn’t fail to study and review his lessons and was even part of our middle school’s student council. Although the middle school we attended was a bit loose with school regulations, with how he looked, I’m surprised he was actually allowed to join the student council. I guess that just shows how much he was recognized by teachers. Now, there was a reason why the honor student, Tatsukichi, looked like this. He's short. He’s probably a few centimeters away from 150 centimeters which is about the same as a female high-school student. According to him, it seems like from childhood he has always been the shortest in class. And once he got on middle school, it seems like he got bullied by guys on the same year because of it. Tatsukichi, who wanted a way to stop the bullying, ended up going to school with his hair dyed blonde and his eyebrows shaved. The guys on the same year got scared of how he looked and thus his bullying stopped. Since then, he has kept this appearance. The moment I looked at Tatsukichi, the door at the front of the classroom opened reservedly, and from there a female student came in. She had a short, soft hair, long eyelashes and big eyes which seemed to attract you.

She had white skin that like it was painted with pale light. Although being slender, she had the right stuff. She also had, or rather held a decent yet modest body, in other words, a perfect figure. She was a real beauty who could make anyone turn around and look at her. The moment I saw her, I automatically started feeling depressed. She was the girl who appeared in my dream. At that time, I didn’t know who she was, but now I know, after all, we are in the same class. Her name is Yuuno Arashiko.

“Late again, that girl’s late pretty often. And she even skipped class without permission yesterday, I wonder if she’s a delinquent.”

“That’s something she probably doesn’t want to hear from you.”

After seeing the blackboard, she walked through the aisle of seats and headed towards her chair which was at last row of the middle column and then sat down. She then opened a paperback book and with an expression which somehow looked gloomy, started reading. A traditional way of spending free time. Her eyes suddenly moved and met with mine. I, who was looking at her for no reason, quickly averted my eyes.

“But it really is such a coincidence...” said Tatsukichi.