SONNET – A Thing in My Heart –

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Prologue

Author: Mika Naito
Watching the lively morning news program on the local television station, Yoshio Shimoda suddenly noticed something. In about three weeks, Christmas Eve would arrive. On the television screen, a reporter was reporting from under the giant Christmas tree set up in Tokyo Bay, while behind him, many tourists were flashing victory signs, vying for the camera's attention.
"Wow...the biggest Christmas tree in all of Japan is here..."
The female reporter exclaimed loudly, her long hair fluttering in the breeze.
"It's December now! The Christmas season is fast approaching. Have you decided who you'll spend Christmas Eve with? Make sure to book your restaurant or hotel reservations early..."
While eating his breakfast croissant and watching the program, Yoshio's unpleasant memories of last year resurfaced.
"What Christmas...it's just a foreign celebration! It has nothing to do with us!"
they declared, and then a group of boys spent Christmas Eve in their room. Neither Natsuki nor Akihara had girlfriends, and with nothing else to do, they all played games in Yoshio's room until late at night. After this Christmas Eve devoid of any romance, Yoshio felt an inexplicable emptiness creeping in.
It's said that Japanese people have an innate desire to be like everyone else… The thought of couples on the streets, dining in upscale restaurants or engaging in intimate acts in hotels, filled Yoshio with a lonely sadness.
When his friends went home, leaving him alone in his cold bed, a strong longing for romance overwhelmed him.
If he had a girlfriend… then… Yoshio dreamed. He would take out all his allowance and buy her a lavish gift… and then… go to a hotel and indulge in passionate sex… Yoshio hadn't had a girlfriend for seventeen years! From birth until now, he had no experience with women. In other words… he was a virgin. Suddenly, the words of Akimoto, the friend who always carried a laptop, flashed into his mind, spoken the night after seeing his friends off.
"You know what? Girls are very vulnerable at Christmas. Just take them out for delicious food and show them the beautiful Christmas night view, and their defenses will drop, making it easy for them to fall in love!"
"Is...is that so..."
"Yes!"
Akimoto nodded confidently.
"That's why men are so diligent on Christmas Eve. Even though they live in Tokyo, they deliberately book hotels throughout the city—it's because they can succeed on Christmas Eve!"
"Is...that's how it is..."
After saying this, the three boys stopped eating their snacks and fell silent.
Everyone was thinking—(Someone's doing something so enjoyable in a restaurant, while we're stuck here doing who-knows-what?) That feeling of utter humiliation filled their hearts!
Yoshio felt a strong urge to avoid experiencing the same feeling again. So he made a vow to himself, "Next year, I'll definitely spend Christmas with a cute girl!"
But… with his heavy schoolwork and numerous extracurricular activities, he completely forgot about it!
And so, before he knew it, December arrived again, the month of Christmas! Yoshio began to think about his close female friends. There were several girls he was particularly interested in. One was his childhood friend, the very cute Mariko, a popular idol who frequently graced magazine covers. There was
also Mariko's younger sister, Madoka, who was an excellent cook. Then there was Madoka's friend, the cool Rio, who participated in the track and field club. And his classmate, the cheerful Tamami, who was also the student affairs representative. And then… his homeroom teacher, who was not… The sweet and charming Ms. Sachiko… suddenly, the images of these five women flashed through his mind.
He felt incredibly fickle, but each one possessed her own allure, and he couldn't help it. Although they were currently just friends, with Christmas fast approaching, they had all become potential romantic partners. Would any of them end up spending Christmas Eve with him…? Yoshio pulled out his black student handbook. Instead of worrying about it alone, he'd rather go to school early and talk to these girls directly, finding out sooner if he had any hope. Yoshio
had an ordinary face, an ordinary hairstyle, average grades, a knack for telling silly jokes, a good personality, and was quite strong… truly the kind of second-year high school student you'd see anywhere. However, he intended to have a long-term relationship with the girl he was about to spend Christmas Eve with, and he would cherish her very, very much.
(Okay! Let's start with the casual act of asking everyone about their Christmas Eve plans...)
He exhaled a puff of white air. Yoshio once again felt that winter had arrived without him even realizing it. Starting from about the north of the station, climbing this slope, you can see the gate of the private Seiyo Academy. And one more step and you can see a three-story school building. Inside the school building is a well-equipped sports field. Some people say that because it is a private school, it seems to put special effort into sports, and several students are admitted every year through sports.
Yoshio looked towards the sports field. Since the track and field team sometimes practices here, he might see Rio and Tamami, who are team members. He originally wanted to pretend to be casual and then tilt his head and talk to them, but today there was no one there, only that straight white line about fifty meters long stretching across the ground.
(Ah...it's only December 1st today, I'll definitely run into them at school. There are still more than three weeks until Christmas! It's no use getting anxious today, Yoshio thought to himself as he walked towards the shoe cabinet.
Yoshio was thinking about how to carry out his Christmas plan, his mind was full of such thoughts. However, even on ordinary days, he probably wouldn't have noticed! As he walked step by step, one of the five girls he was interested in on campus was letting out a moan... But even if Yoshio listened carefully, he couldn't hear it. In a place where he couldn't see even with his eyes wide open, a woman was indeed being violated.
"No...no! Please, stop!"
The sizzling sound of fresh, wet fluid from her fingers scratching back and forth. And those slowly opening, snow-white thighs... the thick, hard, black rod entering her center... the struggling female body.
"It...it hurts..."
The woman's mouth, which was making a sound because she couldn't bear it, was completely covered by the man's large hand.)
"Ugh... Oh..."
The woman's voice, filled with mournful cries, gradually turned into choked sobs...
"...Ahhh!"
Before entering the classroom, Yoshio let out a large yawn. Because he had come to school so early, there were still more than twenty minutes before class started. Entering the classroom, he found that not even half of his classmates had arrived. It had been a long time since he had come to school this early. Yoshio greeted everyone with "Good morning!"
as he walked into the warm classroom, which was made comfortable by the air conditioning.
"Ugh... Oh... Ah... Ahh..."
These gasps, which Yoshio couldn't possibly hear, continued to echo throughout the school.

Chapter 1 December 1st
"Good morning!"
Although the other person greeted him in the same tone as usual, Yoshio was shy and didn't dare to look directly at their face. The thought of Christmas Eve made him uncomfortable. The person who greeted Yoshio as soon as he entered the classroom was his childhood friend, Mariko Segawa. She wore an orange uniform that matched her perfectly, along with a red scarf. She seemed to have just arrived at the school.
Mariko had recently passed an audition for a print modeling job and started her entertainment career. Her mature expression and still-developing body seemed to be very popular. She used her beautiful, long hair to land a shampoo commercial. Some people call unpermed hair "virgin hair"; and the advertisement's tagline was "virgin hair of a virgin." This advertisement sparked heated discussions and received positive reviews on the streets.
Because the message the advertisement conveyed perfectly matched Mariko's pure image.
Yoshio wasn't entirely sure if Mariko was a virgin, but since there was no indication she had a boyfriend, he assumed... she probably didn't!
However... she'd been frequenting the glamorous entertainment industry lately, and Yoshio was somewhat worried about her safety. He'd often heard stories of actresses sleeping with producers for work. Her work seemed very busy; Mariko had been frequently late or leaving early.
Originally, Yoshio thought of her as a classmate, but with her frequent appearances on television and in magazines, he felt they were drifting further apart.
He and Mariko had been friends since kindergarten, so he knew her well. She was exceptionally kind, a rare quality for a girl these days, with bright, watery eyes full of maternal love. Her long hair always gave off a clean and comforting feeling.
Sharing these qualities with another man made Yoshio feel uneasy. However, since he wasn't her boyfriend, he really didn't have the right to say "don't be so outgoing."
"...Are you busy lately?"
"Yeah...I'm going to Guam this weekend to shoot a photobook!"
"Guam...that's awesome! A free trip abroad..."
"Hmm...but this is work!"
"Speaking of Guam...you'll probably be wearing swimsuits, right?"
"...Yeah...that's right..."
A mix of anticipation and worry coursed through Yoshio's body, but he put it aside for now and pretended to be nonchalant.
"So, are you working on Christmas Eve too?"
"Christmas Eve..."
Mariko thought for a moment.
"I'm having my first concert on Christmas Eve!"
Her CD had just been released recently, and she often appeared on music programs.
"I see...good luck!"
It was impossible to say, "Put your concert aside and spend Christmas Eve with me!"
It was impossible to spend Christmas Eve with Mariko...that's what Yoshio thought to himself. Yoshio and Mariko had been close friends since childhood, often studying together at each other's homes or going bowling together, maintaining a healthy relationship.
However, Yoshio harbored different feelings for Mariko. The shy Mariko always opened up to him, her friend of over ten years. Especially this year, being in the same class, their conversations had increased, and the atmosphere during their chats had become increasingly pleasant! But because of her busy work schedule, it was difficult to bring their relationship to its peak all at once. Just then, a voice came from Mariko's pocket. Her cell phone rang.
"Hello, oh? Already?... I know, I'm coming now."
Mariko hung up the phone and looked at Yoshio with a sad expression.
"...The photoshoot time was suddenly moved up... Mr. Shimazaki has arrived..."
Shimazaki was her manager, a legendary figure in the industry known for his ruthless methods. Three days a week, he would drive his black car to pick up Mariko from class.
“There’s still some time before the bell rings, let me walk you to the door!”
Yoshio said to Mariko, who had just put her textbooks in her drawer and then put them back into her bag.
“Thank you…”
The two walked together down the corridor, and Yoshio said, “It’s really tiring! Don’t push yourself too hard!”
He looked at Mariko’s slender shoulders. Yoshio was already tired from just walking from his home to school, and Mariko had to add work to that, plus her recent rise in popularity, which meant she was often on the go, so her fatigue must be even greater.
“Thank you… but I’m very happy… it’s okay…”
Mariko said to Yoshio with a faint smile. It wasn’t because she was tired that she smiled. Mariko was always such a gentle person, someone who would show such a smile. This image of gentleness was already deeply rooted in the hearts of men all over the country. Mariko opened her locker and found several letters inside.
“These are… letters from fans?”
“Yes…”
Mariko put the letters into her bag.
“If it’s a comment from a magazine or TV show, I’ll be very happy to receive it… but if it’s a letter asking me to date him, that’s a bit of a problem…”
“It’s really tough! You can talk to me anytime you’re sad.”
“Hmm…”
Mariko nodded in agreement. Because she became an entertainer, the number of boys confessing their feelings to her at school increased rapidly. However, Mariko rejected them all, citing “work is more important right now.” Uncensored novel download: http://46852.tk/ Because of this, it seemed that he would also be rejected in the same way, so Yoshio was very cautious about Mariko’s actions.
“Yoshio… what are you going to do on Christmas Eve?”
With the sound of footsteps, this time Mariko asked the question that was on her mind. Because of her poor eyesight, she often carefully observed other people’s expressions. Yoshio really liked this kind of expression that seemed to show concern for others and attention to their feelings.
“I haven’t decided yet. But in the end, I’ll probably be drinking with Akimoto and Natsuki again!”
“Is that so…”
Mariko was silent for a while, and then seemed to have made up her mind.
“If you have time, I’d be happy to come to my concert…”
he said, extending an invitation.
“Ah… I’ll think about it…”
Feeling embarrassed that he couldn’t give her an immediate answer, Yoshio nodded to Mariko. The thought of going to her concert made him feel strange. He really didn’t like standing among hundreds of Mariko’s fans. It made him feel like he was only a fraction of Mariko’s fans.
But… in fact, Yoshio was very happy to receive her invitation. Although Mariko might have invited him as a friend, it was still an honor to hear her say such things 　　directly 　　. 　　＊
... 　　However, Shimazaki completely ignored the gazes of all the female students; his eyes were only on Mariko. 　　While it's normal to show concern for important celebrities, his actions towards Mariko—opening doors for her, carrying her bag, sometimes tidying her messy hair—always elicited screams of envy from the female students. 　　Shimazaki always stood in front of the school gate, waiting for Mariko to appear. But today, there was a woman beside him. Upon closer inspection, wasn't she Mariko and Yoshio's teacher, Ms. Aizawa Sachiko? Her long hair was tied back, and she wore a light blue jacket with white trim and a narrow skirt… just like usual, chatting and laughing with Shimazaki. 　　She wasn't speaking to her manager as Mariko's teacher. 　　Strangely, the two were very close. A slight movement of Shimazaki's elbow would brush against Ms. Sachiko's ample breasts. 　　Even Ms. Sachiko was infatuated with that guy… Yoshio suddenly felt a surge of anger. 　　Ms. Sachiko, a single English teacher in her second year of teaching since graduating from university, is always very dedicated to her students and is a wonderful teacher. She's very cheerful, like an older sister, so her students all like her. 　　Although she's a teacher, she exudes the mature charm of a twenty-four-year-old woman. She possesses a gentleness and grace that high school girls often lack. It's common to hear rumors that several boys in the class genuinely like Ms. Sachiko. 　　While Yoshio has heard these rumors, he hasn't felt anything, but seeing her chatting happily with Shimazaki today, he suddenly feels a slight pang of jealousy. Yoshio himself, of course, also has some feelings for Ms. Sachiko. 　　"Ms. Sachiko and her manager... are they very close?" 　　Yoshio asked Mariko. 　　"I don't know... this is the first time I've seen them talking together..." 　　she replied with a hint of doubt. 　　“…But they seem quite close! I’ll ask Shimazaki later!” 　　“Tell me if you know anything!” 　　“Okay. Goodbye then…” 　　As Mariko walked towards her car, Sachiko waved vigorously as she left. Many teachers disapproved of Mariko going to work, but Sachiko fully supported her. Yoshio 　　quickly seized the opportunity to ask Sachiko, who had returned to her storage compartment. 　　“Oh… Sachiko, what’s your relationship with Mariko’s manager?” 　　He jokingly pretended to hold a microphone, mimicking an entertainment reporter’s interview, and Sachiko played along, grabbing Yoshio’s right hand and bringing it to her mouth. 　　“Hehehe…That’s right. Please use your imagination!” 　　“…This, why is it like this…” 　　If it becomes a secret, it will arouse curiosity. 　　“Are you dating that manager? Are you going to spend Christmas Eve together?” 　　“Hehe, Shimoda-kun has quite the imagination!” 　　Sachiko narrowed her eyes and gave an embarrassed smile in response to Yoshio’s questioning. 　　She looked at the students with the same warm gaze as always, her eyes filled with deep affection. 　　However, although it was affection, it wasn't romantic love for the students… 　　“You said it was a secret, right? But here's a clue: I'm still free on Christmas Eve!” 　　Yoshio's heart leaped at this. 　　“Then, teacher, would you like to spend Christmas Eve with me?” 　　Because Ms. Sachiko was always very busy, now was the only time to ask her out. So Yoshio mustered his courage and took action. Since class was about to start, there was no one around the lockers. Even so, Ms. Sachiko carefully looked around and smiled at Yoshio. 　　“Thank you for inviting me, but right now, I don't want to date someone younger than me.” 　　Ms. Sachiko smiled calmly. 　　Other male students must have already asked her out several times! Yoshio couldn't say a word. 　　(I...failed... 　　On December 1st, of the five girls who originally wanted to spend Christmas Eve together, one had already dropped out! But, having only been rejected once, Yoshio wouldn't give up on Ms. Sachiko. 　　"Ms., it's okay if it's not about dating, just spend Christmas Eve with me! You haven't made any plans yet anyway, so just put me on the waiting list, okay?" 　　"Hmph...Yoshio, you're really hardworking to want to spend Christmas Eve with Ms.!" 　　"No! It's not because I want to study!" 　　"Then, what is your purpose?" 　　"Oh..." 　　Yoshio thought to himself, mature women are terrifying! Pretending to be nonchalant, she immediately got to the point. Seeing Yoshio unable to answer, Ms. Sachiko couldn't help but laugh. 　　"Instead of thinking about Christmas Eve, have you thought about next week's final exams?" 　　At this moment, Ms. Sachiko's long, white fingers gently touched Yoshio's shoulder. 　　"...If you get a good grade, I might consider it as a reward for you." 　　"...Really?" 　　Yoshio suddenly perked up, while Ms. Sachiko still had the same unchanging smile.) 　　"Good luck on the exam!" 　　With that, Ms. Sachiko turned and headed towards the classroom. 　　"Wait for me, teacher..." 　　Yoshio also needed to hurry back to the classroom. 　　So Yoshio hurriedly chased after Ms. Sachiko 　　, who was carrying the attendance book. 　　**************** ...

"Probably with the club members!"
he replied, adjusting his glasses.
"Club? You mean the people in your computer club?"
"Ah, yeah, I heard they're exchanging their computer software as gifts." "
...I know you like computers, but I didn't expect it to be this extreme. Don't you ever want to go on dates with girls or anything?"
Akimoto asked confidently, looking at the bewildered Yoshio.
"Who said I'd go to the club activity alone?"
"...Ah! You mean you have a girlfriend?"
"No, not yet! But..."
Akimoto opened his laptop. Using precise data, he wrote his own original program. Actually, these programs were very useful. They included programs predicting whether Yoshio would be late and whether the current class schedule suited him.
“Why don’t you do something more profitable? Like horse racing predictions…”
“Don’t talk nonsense! You can see those kinds of programs everywhere. You have no idea how exciting it is to create your own program.”
Akimoto said, while the constantly changing program continued to run. What a strange guy, but Yoshio found Akimoto quite interesting. He was really looking forward to seeing what kind of program would be created next. After Akimoto started up his proud computer, the image on the screen was divided into twelve equal parts, with constellation symbols appearing among them.
“Now it’s serious! This astrology software can find the most suitable woman for me. I collected the birthdays and information of all the girls in the school from the infirmary. It was tiring!”
“…Thank you for your hard work…”
Yoshio sighed. He had thought before that someone like Akimoto would never fall in love, and he was right!
Using a computer to choose the most suitable woman for oneself is no simple feat.
"So, who is it? Does that mean you'd date any ugly woman?"
"Luckily, it's a match made in heaven!"
Akimoto lowered his voice, leaning out of the corridor and pointing to a moving figure.
"...Look, that's the girl. She's my girlfriend. Our sun sign, which represents personality, is in the same place. That means we'll be very compatible in terms of personality. And Mars, which represents sexual desire, is at a 60-degree angle, a perfect position. We'll have amazing sex..."
Akimoto said a bunch of things that weren't very clear, so Yoshio could only follow his gaze.
"This..."
Approaching with hurried steps was Mariko's younger sister, Segawa Madoka.
"Isn't she cute? Don't you think we're a perfect match?"　　“啊，什幺！但就算这幺说也是一点都不觉得……啊，为什幺我到保健室去只收集了生日的资料呢？如果看到地址的话一下子就可以发现了！嗯，还有我应该要把身高体重和三围等，好好的保存下来才对！”
芳雄一边听着秋元的想法，一边想着。（我绝对不能让秋元知道圆香圣诞夜约我的事！如果让他知道的话，他一定会做出一个“芳雄复仇程式”出来！
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另外一个芳雄的损友夏木浩二边擦着照相机的镜头没回答着。
“我是打算去看真理子的演唱会。”
“啊，什幺7”芳雄吃了一惊。
“你……喜欢真理子吗？”
“不，并不喜欢。但因为她的照片以后会变得很有价值，所以我要去拍摄。”“有、有价值……对，对了！你…做生意……”
芳雄对于自己一听到真理子的名字就显出焦急的模样感到丢脸。
夏木是摄影社的。这个学校的摄影社表面上好像是拍些活动用的风景照片，但是私底下却是件一些见不得人的事情。拍一些校园美女的照片然后拿去卖，只不过是芝麻蒜皮的小事罢了！
有时候连内衣或是泳装的照片都会出现，虽然不知道那是怎幺拍摄到的。这些照片在男性同学之间都有着极好的评价，好的照片也可以卖出好的价钱。
而且也有在演唱会的时候混在人群之中，然后偷偷拍摄底裤的照片，这种的价钱会更高。虽然赚了不少钱，但是对于摄影有狂热的夏木，却是将钱完全的用在摄影器材上面，所以他老是缺钱。最近因为要买数位照相机和数位摄影机，所以钱有再多也不够用。
“也就是说……你要去拍真理子的内裤？”
“嘘…不要那幺大声！……嗯，是这样子没错！反正偶像的命运就是得要穿那种看得到内裤的衣服嘛，我不做的话也有别人会做的！”
“但……但是……”
如果真理子的内裤照片被别人买去的话，可能会被当作性幻想的用具…一想到这，芳雄就觉得好像有件很神圣的东西被玷污的感觉。
“笨蛋……女的啦！班上的佐绪里和玲子和香织。”
“啊……是吗……哈哈……”
芳雄不自觉的松了一口气。如果真有什幺男的已经和珠美约好了的话，那真的像是被射了一道冷箭一样。
“哼哼……但是如果芳雄是自己一个人过圣诞夜的话，那就太可怜了！我和芳雄一起度过圣诞夜吧…”
“……真的吗？”
芳雄的心里这时犹如敲了一下钟！没想到会是珠美反过来邀约他。再没有这幺开心的事情了！今年已经不是孤独的圣诞夜了！和珠美先吃晚餐然后再往旅馆去……芳雄的脑海之中在一瞬间就已经出现许多的幻想。但是珠美的嘴巴一下子就将那种喜悦完全的击溃了！
“我是很体贴的人……看到寂寞的人我就不能置之不理……所以感谢我吧！像和你这样的男孩子一起度过圣诞夜的女孩子除我之外不会有其他的人了！”
“真…低……级！”
珠美是个很认真并且很好的女孩子，唯一的缺点就是嘴巴太坏。
好不容易有一个人和自己度过圣诞夜，正在高兴之余却听到这种恶毒的话。
芳雄无法坦率的表现感情，不得不说一些回击的话。
“和珠美一起度过圣诞夜的话，我还不如到深山里面去和狐狸干杯算了！”
“为……为什幺和狐狸会比较好？”
“因为比珠美的胸部大得多了！”
芳雄故意的看着珠美的胸部。事实上，芳雄知道珠美的胸部其实非常的大。
被体操服所覆盖的胸部，每次在跑步时都会很明显的晃呀晃。但是，因为这时候在斗嘴，所以不小心说出了狐狸……
“哼……不管什幺时候芳雄都不会认真的……”
珠美的脸在一瞬间变得有点悲伤，但是立刻就又恢复正常。
“竟然对女孩子说出这幺过分的玩笑话，你就从今天开始就继续保持你没人喜欢的记录吧！”
再度展开了舌战。
“珠美才是，嘴巴那幺的坏，像这样的女孩子是不可能有什幺好男生会要你的！是我的话就会拒绝……”…根本就不想要说这种话的，都是因为珠美的关系。但是…我现在是不是讲得太过分了呢？珠美的眼眶不禁湿润了起来。
“过分……芳雄每次都是这样……老是把人家的心意践踏……”
“啊……那个……”
平常都很有精神的珠美这个时候咬着嘴唇，张大眼瞪着芳雄。
“……我不管你了！芳雄你自己去过圣诞节吧！”
说完话之后，她就一股脑儿的转过身去，坐在最前面的位子上。
（我是不是伤了她…
芳雄看着珠美的背影。头低低的、辫子也都往下垂，失去了以往的活力。连身为男性的芳雄都对圣诞节抱有这幺多的梦想，身为女孩子的珠美，想必对圣诞夜更是充满了罗曼蒂克的幻想吧！珠美好不容易说出要和自己一起度过圣诞夜的！对于搞砸了这一切的自己，芳雄觉得非常的懊恼，心中后悔的不得了…
（赶快道歉吧！现在的话应该还来得及……
正在这样想的同时，上课的钟声已经响起，老师也走了进来。
“起立…”
委员长的珠美用着有力的声音叫着。看着她纤细瘦小的肩膀，芳雄将椅子发出很大的声音站了起来。
＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊放学后的教室里，不到一会儿功夫人就走光了！当然在快要接近期末考的这个时候，留下来的学生也有几个。芳雄拿起了书包，正想要直接回家的时候，没想到却到操场旁去看了一下。因为他想说也许珠美在练习也不一定。操场上田径队的人正在练习跑步。在那里面发现了珠美。那几根辫子在胸前晃来晃去，浑身是汗。但是……总觉得情况怪怪的。不管是哪一个学生的脸上，都可以发现他们非常的疲累。然后可以看到运动场的中间站着顾问教练深海老师，正摇晃着他的啤酒肚在一旁吆喝着。
“喂喂……不要偷懒呀！拍子慢下来了！”
深海是国体的相扑教师，浑身是肌肉的胖子。他的个性非常粗暴，动不动就会发脾气，所以大家都非常的怕他。前一阵子，他将违反校规停在校内的脚踏车十几台都丢在空中，芳雄的脚踏车被压在最下面，搞得整部车都是泥巴。
但是因为没有人能够打得过他，所以也没有人有能力去阻止。幸好他不采用体罚，只不过是那种粗暴的口气及态度，听说在上体育课的时候有女同学因此而哭了出来。像这样的问题老师作田径队的顾问，芳雄也很担心。因为珠美是队长，如果被深海欺负的话那可不知道该怎幺办……这时，芳雄的身后忽然传出脚踩到枯叶的声音。
“你好，还记得我吗？”
“……记得……”
她是一年级的仲居里绪，正要脱掉运动服。
在她那头有点懒散却又很短的头发之中，传出了一阵阵的香味。
她是以体育特等生的身份进来学校的少女。曾经听珠美说过中学时代是县大会一百公尺的优胜，相当受周遭的人期待的一个女孩子。
但是她的眼神却是没有什幺精神，好像没有什幺必要的话，就不太想要讲话。超级沉默、态度不佳并且笑容不多的里绪，不知为何，芳雄却也对她相当在意。
是一种神秘感吧…
她和其他的女孩子不同，有着特别的气质，所以会让人想要更加的了解她。
但是，就是因为她太沉默了，所以一直无法亲近。而里绪不知道什幺原因和真理子的妹妹非常的亲近。
有一次她们两个人在中庭吃饭的时候，芳雄闯了进来，终于说了一些话。虽然如此，还是极为少数的话。
“你喜欢跑步吗？”
“……是…”
“每天都运动所以便当吃起来也特别好吃吧？”
“……是…”
不管说什幺她的回应都是“是”所以也不知道这算不算对话…
之后从圆香那里知道。
“里绪对于男人几乎部是不讲话的，所以当她对哥哥你回答的时候，我真是吓了一跳！”
因为有听到这样的情况，所以感觉上好像还不错。
里绪似乎是充满了警戒心的看着芳雄的身影。
“你记得我的名字吗？”
“……对不起……”
里绪讲话有点含糊，看来是不知道的样子。
“我叫做下田芳雄，请多多指教。”
含糊的回应并开始绑起了鞋带。似乎是要加入跑步的行列之中。
“是……”
“为什幺大家看起来都是那幺疲累的样子，发生了什幺事吗？”
“……我……因为当值日生扫地所以迟到了，我不清楚……”
里绪用着酷酷的眼神看着芳雄。
“大概是……深海老师的心情不好吧！我想……”
“那家伙的心情不好和练习有什幺关系？”
里绪面无表情的回答。
“老师只要有不高兴的事情，就对我们采用斯巴达式的教育。”
“这算什幺呀！太过分了吧！怎幺可以这样呢？”
“…对于他是有理说不清的。而且，我们确实变得更强了！”
芳雄看着她转身跑向操场加入跑步队伍中的背影。深海则是边挥舞着竹刀，一边在田径队后面追赶着。
“不要在那边偷懒！距离五十圈还有三十二圈！”
五十圈，芳雄听到眼睛都快掉了出来！校园一周不管再怎幺算也有五百公尺。五十圈就是二十五公里。不等于马拉松赛的距离吗？深海一副不耐烦的样子不断的用竹刀敲打着。
正如里绪所言，很明显的他的心情不好。
（就因为这样…就对学生乱发脾气吗…不知不觉变成自己在凝视着深海。
感受到视线的深海，朝着芳雄的方向拿着竹刀刺了过来。
“喂！看什幺看，我可不是展览品！”
在他充满了厌恶及憎恨的谩骂声中，芳雄却是一动也不动。
“老师，大家看起来好像都很累的样子，再让他们跑下去，身体会累壤的。”说出这样的话，虽然不知道深海会有什幺样的反应，但是实在是不忍心再看到珠美那样马不停蹄的跑下去了。
“什幺…”
深海胀红了脸将竹刀猛地往地上挥，一步步的接近芳雄的身边。
“你这家伙……你有什幺资格说出这幺伟大的话，啊？”
“我不过是说出事实。如果再跑下去的话，大家都太可怜了！”
“你说什幺……”
“不然的话让校长自己看一看这个练习的情形吧……”
“喔……”
一听到校长，深海也无话可说。其实自己也觉得做得太过火了。
“哼，算了。反正你不要随便偷看别人社团的练习！”
一边说着，深海将竹刀碰碰往芳雄的肩膀上敲。
“……如果说的大多的话，小心曾遇到不好的事情唷！”
撂下了这句话之后，深海便面对田径队的学生们。
“今天到这里解散！”
＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊“……珠美…”
看着和她讲话的芳雄，珠美惊讶的停下了脚步。
“……什幺？你还没回去吗？”
“嗯……在等珠美。”
站在校门前面，听着cd随身听等待着换回水手服的珠美。冬天的太阳已经落下，天空之中闪着几颗星星。可能是因为今天上午吹的是北风，所以今天晚上的夜空非常的清澈，看得见星星。
“刚才……谢谢！”
他们一起走在往车站的路上，珠美微笑着道谢。“田径部的每个人都觉得很佩服唷！因为竟然有勇气面对深海说出那样的话……”
“哈哈哈……事实上我的心里面也是非常的害怕。”
芳雄有点不好意思的以笑声带过。
“果然必须说话的时候，还是得说呢！”
“不过说真的，你帮了我们一个大忙。我的脚已经快要不能动了！”
Tamami slightly lifted her skirt, revealing her snow-white thighs. Looking at those beautiful thighs, Yoshio unconsciously glanced towards her private parts.
"...You're looking there! Pervert!"
"Yes, you showed it to me yourself..."
"Ah, you're right... haha..."
Seeing Tamami's healthy smile, Yoshio knew now was the perfect time to speak.
"...Um, sorry about today..."
"Today?"
"Well, on Christmas Eve, I said spending it with the fox would be better than with Tamami..."
"Ah, that thing!"
Tamami said nonchalantly.
"I've completely forgotten... you idiot Yoshio! Did you come all this way just because of that?"
"Hmm... ah, well..."
Along the path beside the park, there was a swing. Yoshio deliberately acted nonchalant as he walked over and sat on the swing. Tamami silently followed him, sitting on the swing next to her and starting to rock. At this perfect moment, Yoshio spoke again: "...Actually, I was really happy when Tamami said she wanted to spend Christmas Eve with me..."
"Uh..."
Tamami rocked on the swing. It seemed she was too shy to look directly at the other person's face.
"If it's alright... would you like to spend Christmas Eve with me?"
Yoshio left everything to the atmosphere.
"...No... why not!"
Surprisingly, Tamami readily agreed. Her expression as she looked up was very happy.
"Just, don't say anything like 'we're going to become lovers just because we're spending Christmas Eve together'! Don't take advantage of me..."
Then, his tone changed back to his usual relaxed manner.
"...No, I won't..."
Yoshio got off the swing. He walked up to Tamami and grabbed her swing chain. He bent down slightly, very close to Tamami's face. Yoshio looked into Tamami's beautiful and affectionate eyes.
"Tamami may have a sharp tongue, but she's easily embarrassed, why?"
he said softly.
"Actually, Tamami wants to be my lover, right..."
"Th-no way..."
Tamami's lips parted slightly, as if anticipating something flying in, while Yoshio gently sealed them with his lips.
"Mmm..."
Tamami's lips were very warm, and seemed to have a faint fragrance. Tamami, who was usually very talkative, remained silent for a minute after the kiss.
"That's so mean... This is my first kiss..."
"It's my first time too!"
"Liar!"
Tamami opened her eyes in surprise.
"I'm not lying!"
Knowing that she wouldn't reject it, Yoshio confidently approached Tamami's face again.
"Give me a second kiss too..."
Suckling on Tamami's warm lips felt like placing an order in advance for Christmas Eve, a very pleasant sensation.
He began to caress Tamami's breasts through her uniform. Her breasts, larger than he had imagined, were gently bouncing with each movement.
Sensing her reaction, Yoshio instinctively squeezed her breasts tightly. The fullness spread in his palm.
"Ah! No..."
Although Tamami bent over to try to resist, Yoshio was already unable to stop himself.
Yoshio rubbed Tamami's breasts, making the swing creak and groan incessantly.

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