A corner of the campus

An older woman who lived nearby gave me a strange look and walked past me. It wasn't hard to understand why she had that expression; she must have been startled by my odd posture—walking down the busy street with my mouth agape. Why did she react like that? Because I was still thinking about Kurumi.
About two hours later, I woke Kurumi. We went outside together.
Kurumi was genuinely going to the summer workshop, while I had other plans—returning to school for the summer.
"Well then, make sure you go to bed early tonight!" I said at the apartment entrance.
"Okay, I'll definitely go to bed early like you said," Kurumi replied energetically as she got on her bicycle. ...Finally, she said, "I'm leaving... Ah-yong-ge,"
smiling shyly and waving goodbye.
She seemed happy... a little embarrassed...it was a rather awkward atmosphere, I thought to myself as I watched her figure disappear into the distance.
(I never imagined Kurumi would call me "brother" or anything like that. ...But, for me, I've always considered her my little sister.)
Kurumi is my classmate, and actually, if you look at her birthday, she's half a year older than me, and we've even played together before... But even so, she's still my little sister!
(How wonderful it would be to have a little sister like that! And a cute one at that... For example, if she asked me, "Hey, brother—okay—hey—hey—okay! okay!", I would do my best to fulfill whatever she asked for.)
Because I'm single, I sometimes wonder—what would it be like to actually have a little sister? ...Some of my friends, those who have sisters, generally say things like, "They're not cute at all," and it's not entirely uncommon.
What do they mean by that! (If it were Kurumi, she'd probably be the kind of "strongest beautiful little sister" that her brother would be proud of!) As I walked, I seriously considered Kurumi as my own little sister… and without realizing it, I was walking with my mouth agape.
…When I snapped out of my reverie, I realized everyone around me was looking at me strangely; they probably thought I was a "problem child." Looks like I should focus a little. Hmm.
"Okay, I'll eat something first."
Before going to school, I planned to have lunch first, considering which shop would be suitable at this time.
If I had to pick a shop that could easily fill my empty stomach, it would be the tea shop "Otimtime."
But… lately, Rimi and I haven't had a proper talk for some reason.
(However, we did talk about it yesterday. I got angry because of that guy and even made her cry...)
Rimi seems to have some really upsetting troubles lately that she can't seem to resolve. But what exactly it is, I don't know. But it's precisely because I don't know that I'm angry.
After so much time together, there shouldn't be anything we shouldn't know... so she shouldn't be hiding anything from me anymore. Rimi, what are you doing that you can't even tell me?!
Why do you have to carry your troubles all by yourself instead of telling me? Just thinking about it makes my chest ache like it's being pricked by needles.
I walked along with an angry expression, thinking this. When I realized it, I was already in front of "Otimtime".
"...Um..." A little embarrassed, I hesitated whether to really go in. I was afraid that if I saw Rimi, I would immediately get angry again. But if Rimi were in the store, she would probably have noticed me lingering at the entrance.
(I'm so useless! Speaking of arguing, I've probably argued with Rimi hundreds of times by now.) Even making her cry isn't a first; it's happened at least two or three times. (If I said something too harsh, couldn't a simple apology have sufficed? Sure, I did go a bit too far yesterday, and when people get angry, their voices get louder…)
Deciding to apologize to Rimi, I reached out and opened the shop door.
Along with the cool breeze, I heard, "Welcome."
Rimi wasn't there. Greeting me was the owner of "Otimtime"—Rimi's uncle. He was tall but thin, wearing
round, silver-rimmed glasses. His gentle, kind smile never wavered. …And he also possessed keen intuition.
"Yo, this should be lunchtime, right?"
"Yes. Please, I'll have an A set meal."
While taking the cold water the owner offered, I unconsciously glanced around the shop.
"Rimi... she's not here!"
A shadow seemed to cross the shopkeeper's face upon hearing my question. Was I just imagining things? ...
"Hmm, Rimi should be back by evening. It seems she went to school for something..."
"...I see!"
After lunch, I left the tea shop behind, still feeling unsettled.
As mentioned before, Rimi had already set her sights on the women's junior college's business department. Having already decided on her school, there was no reason for her to go back to school!
"Where did she go?"
Could it be that she changed her application at the last minute and went to discuss her future plans with Ms. Yoshiko?!
Alright, that's enough. There's no use in overthinking. I'll find out when I get to school.
Following the familiar route, past the main road along the riverbank, I headed towards Senfu Academy. Just as I passed through the main gate and entered the campus.
"Oh, Kimura, you're late today!" Approaching me was Kimura, the captain of the swimming club.
I stared at him, puzzled.
"Oh, the swimming club activity started earlier than usual today, and it's already over... But unfortunately, Mai is off today." Kimura smiled knowingly.
He clicked his tongue at me and said, "Speaking of which, you, did something bad to Mai on your date, didn't you?"
He posed an embarrassing question.
"You bastard..." I raised my fist and waved it at him.
...If I'd been lucky, I would have already kissed Mai; of course, that's a secret between Mai and me. ...But, could it really be because we insisted on going on a date despite everyone's objections that Sakuragi was locked up at home? That's not out of the question, and in that sense, I indirectly bear some responsibility.
Seeing my flustered state, Kimura seemed even more smug.
"Hahaha, next time, tell me about the date." Kimura laughed as he ran away.
Good grief, that Kimura kid. On the other hand, my date with Mai Sakuragi must have been seen as a sensational news story—"The nation's idol is dating an insignificant guy!" Oh well. Sigh--
(But, is Mai really alright? Could it be that she's been severely punished by being confined to her home because she angered her parents, and is now under house arrest?...Is Mai really trapped in this predicament?)
…I am indeed a little worried. Although I wanted to call and ask tonight, I figured if I called, the butler would probably answer.
“Excuse me, what brings you to my young lady?”
Just being asked that question was troubling me.
(Even hanging up a phone call seems exhausting!) As I was lost in thought,
a girl on the training field greeted me, “Hello, senpai!” She was a first-year student in the track and field club…
I think her name was Inoue Kazumi, a junior with short hair and slender features, known as “Bambi II.” The reason I know her is because this girl greatly admires her senior,
Misa, known as the first “Bambi.” Misa herself doesn’t dislike her and thinks she’s a very cute junior. I’ve seen the two of them walking home together more than two or three times.
“Oh! Good afternoon!…Is the track and field club’s activity over for today?”
I replied to her greeting. Kazumi—
"Yes. I'm doing the final tidying up."
She replied with a grin. What a pure and lovely girl.
"Oh...so, Misa is in the track and field club's room, right?"
"Ah, no...Misa-senpai is...um...on break today." As she spoke, Kazumi looked away for some reason.
"Hmm?...Misa doesn't have a cold, does she?"
I asked.
"Um...I, I don't know...I, if I don't leave soon..."
Kazumi hurriedly ran away.
(I have a strange feeling about her!) Misa, who values club activities more than life itself, certainly wouldn't skip practice if she wasn't sick.
(What's going on? Speaking of which, she's been acting strangely lately...that girl.) She stood on the roof, gazing aimlessly at the sky...and she's suddenly started crying for no reason before...
it seems like her emotions are a bit unstable!
I walked into the school building, interlacing my fingers and flexing my wrists.
After changing my shoes at the shoe locker, I looked up and saw someone coming down the stairs.
"Ah—" Involuntarily, both of us uttered a sound at the same time.
It was "Aihara Kenji."
Although I didn't want to see him, I really did have something to discuss with him. It was his bad luck to run into him here. I had a lot of questions for him.
"Why did a thug I'd never even met target me?"
"Why did Mai's parents know about our date that day?" I
had to get these things out of him.
As soon as he saw my face, Aihara immediately ran down the opposite corridor, probably intending to take refuge in the staff room. I wasn't going to give him that chance.
Without even giving Aihara a moment to touch the doorknob, I chased after him like a predator hunting its prey. Terrified, Aihara had no time to escape to the staff room or hide in the infirmary, and was thus cornered by me in a corner of the school building. He desperately turned the doorknob of the emergency exit at the end of the corridor, but unfortunately, the door was locked.
"Hey! Aihara, why are you running?"
Hearing my murderous voice and seeing me approaching, Aihara's eyes clearly showed the word "cowardice." That pathetic look reminded me of the cunning and treacherous merchants often seen in historical dramas. The same hiring of thugs, the same underhanded informants, even their expressions after being exposed were strikingly similar.
"..."
As if knowing there was nowhere to run, Aihara put on a calm expression. But his flickering eyes betrayed his inner fear. He asked, "What's wrong, Michimura..."
"If there's nothing wrong, I wouldn't have come to you!"
At least out of politeness, I couldn't just kick him away without even asking. His treatment would be determined by his own answer, and I could do something I'd always wanted to do but hadn't. ...
This is the rule of the game among men.
"Those things that happened on the date, were you behind them?"
Hearing this question, even if Aihara was stupid... Actually, in reality, this guy wasn't stupid at all, and he was quite clever. ...He should know
what would happen if he dared to answer "I don't know."
It seems he doesn't intend to answer. ...However, I was already prepared; no matter how this scoundrel answers, I'll at least give him a taste of his own medicine.
"I...that kind of thing...that..." Aihara knew it was useless and shut his mouth. Although he looked away, his eyes, unable to calm down due to fear, were still darting around, and his hands were constantly moving in his pockets as if searching for something. It seems he intends to continue with this evasive answer.
That attitude is completely unlike that of a man, and it finally made me furious.
I reached out and grabbed his collar, but—"Hey, what's going on over there?"
A shrill, jarring voice stopped my impending strike. Even without turning around, I knew who was coming from behind. That high-pressure voice belonged to the physical education teacher, Tanida.
Aihara's expression quickly returned to normal, a faint smile appearing on his face.
Tanida is practically my nemesis. I don't know what he dislikes about me. But ever since I enrolled, things have turned out this way. It seems like he's determined to give me a disciplinary action before I graduate. Whether he plans to suspend me or expel me, I don't know.
In short, he's the kind of person who treats students like sheep. He's the kind of person who, despite being full of personality flaws, thinks he's something special just because he's a teacher. He's good for nothing except athleticism, and is known as the "muscle-bound tumbler."
Of course, he's not a complete idiot; he does have a little bit of intelligence, but that's precisely what allows him to constantly cause me trouble.
...I don't know if he knows what I say about him, but in any case, he sees me as a thorn in his side.
"Senmura, it's you again..."
Tanitabe ran over quickly and grabbed my shoulder. I could hear the excitement in his voice; he probably felt the thrill of "finally catching the culprit red-handed."
"In school during summer vacation, Kiyomura, what exactly are you planning to do??"
Although he looked like a gorilla, his voice was as sticky and annoying as glue.
"I'm here to discuss my post-graduation plans with Ms. Yoshiko."
Hiding my anger and disgust, I answered calmly.
"Oh...you—. Hmm, that's good. That's good, it seems my teaching hasn't been in vain..."
Whatever you say! Did Ms. Tanitabe eat dumplings for lunch? Because of your foul breath, please don't come near me.
"But, what brings you here to discuss your future with Aihara-kun? It's not a very gentle attitude, is it? Tell me what's going on, Kiyomura!"
Rolling his eyes disgustingly, Tanitabe gently poked my shoulder.
They only gave me my surname, not my title, but added "-kun" when calling me Aihara.
(I think all the students know this.) It's known that Tanibe frequents the Aihara family's home.
The family that donates the most to my school, Senfu Academy, is first the Sakuragi family, and second the Aihara family… Because of this, quite a few teachers fawn over the Aihara. No matter how big the problem, the Aihara can easily smooth things over with money. Tanibe is a typical example of these teachers who are like dogs kept by the Aihara family, subservient to them. He's clearly a short, ugly, and wicked person who "flatters superiors and bullies inferiors," yet he insists on putting on a saintly face all day long. Therefore, I simply can't like teachers like that. I wish they could learn even a little bit from Yoshiko-sensei!
"Hey, what's wrong? Can't answer? Mischievous Mickey! Hmm, say it!"
Overjoyed, Tanibe continued poking my shoulder as if he had won a battle. Although it was just poking, it was more like hitting me.
(How annoying! He's just picking a fight for no reason.) To shut this shallow gym teacher up, I quickly scanned the room.
...Ah, I've got it! I finally found a good reason.
"Teacher, it's because—" I said, shifting slightly to avoid the violent teacher's punch. Tanita, who had been caught off guard by the missed punch, looked uncomfortable, blood rushing to his face.
"Stingy, stingy…"
Before being subjected to his rudeness, I calmly pointed to the spot between Aihara Kenji's legs.
"Aihara-kun's zipper is completely open! I was just about to point that out when Aihara-kun suddenly started running, and I found myself chasing after him without even realizing it."
Tanita, already red-faced and about to grab me, could only groan "Oh, um…" when he saw what I was pointing at.
In fact, Aihara Kenji's belt wasn't even fastened; his pants were completely open.
Although Tanitabe was practically going crazy wanting to beat me up, he was helpless in the face of this situation.
"Ah, Aihara-kun...you...um..."
Tanitabe offered a humble smile, bowing and scraping as he sought Aihara's answer. He was probably hoping Aihara would throw him a lifeline. But, as always, Aihara didn't answer.
"Even so, you should at least be a little nicer..."
Tanitabe said to me with a magnanimous air.
It seemed resolved. If he hadn't interfered in the first place, things wouldn't have turned out so awkward!
...As a result, left standing there by the two students, Tanitabe could only mutter, "Oh, is that so? If that's the case, then it's alright," before turning and walking away. His shoulders were still trembling with anger. After a few steps, he suddenly turned back and said, "But, Senmura, if you cause any trouble, I will definitely punish you severely. Remember that!"
With that, he walked away.
Aihara hurriedly ran away before Tanibe's figure disappeared.
"Damn it!" There was nothing he could do but watch him slip away. But since they were classmates, he couldn't keep running away, could he? It wouldn't be bad if he had to live in fear all the time, humph!
"...Well, finally Tanibe's gone too..."
I peeked into the staff room. Yoshiko-sensei wasn't there, and if the teacher wasn't there, then Rimi was obviously not there either.
(Yoshiko-sensei is still doing home visits, isn't she? To be honest, I'm really worried she'll get heatstroke in this heat... Yoshiko-sensei, so full of enthusiasm, only knows how to think of her students wholeheartedly.) I stood in front of the photo Yoshiko-sensei had on her desk as decoration, mischievously wrote "Yoshiko-sensei, I love you" on a note, stuck it on the photo, and then left the staff room. I
opened the door to the infirmary next door.
"Sister Mako, I'm so hot—" A sweet voice came from inside the house. "Hey, hey, who's calling for their sister?"
Ms. Saito Mako, sitting at the table, turned around and looked at me. "But speaking of which, Yo-kun really has become my little brother!"
She winked at me like a mischievous kitten, then gave me a meaningful smile.
I made a meaningless "Ah, oh" sound, not knowing how to answer. Why? Because I had a brief encounter with Ms. Saito Ako, Ms. Mako's younger sister. Since I married Ako, whom I've always admired, my first goddess, and the older sister of my first love, many things have happened. ...But if Ako and I could get married in the future (although it's just a dream)...of course, Ms. Mako would become my older sister.
(Wow, she's been exposed! She's finally been caught. Absolutely exposed, completely revealed... because Ako is simply not the type to keep secrets.) At the beautiful hot spring inn, Ako offered me her virginity, which she had guarded for many years. Throughout the three-day, two-night trip, Ako seemed incredibly happy. While soaking in the hot spring, she said, "I'm so happy," while eating, she said, "I'm so happy," and during the time we were together, Ako kept saying, "I'm so happy."
(She was really quite happy...) So, back home, she kept talking about the "trip
." Of course, she wouldn't say things like, "I was with Ei-kun the whole time." But as the saying goes, "the more you say, the more mistakes you make," and Ako is someone who can't keep secrets. If she got to a certain point, someone as perceptive as Ms. Mako wouldn't be oblivious.
That's why I'm being teased by Ms. Mako now. To be mocked by a woman who has known me for so long and is now a teacher at my school... how embarrassing!
"I'm sorry... I just wanted to cool off here."
Finally defeated by Ms. Mako's mischievous smile, I said sheepishly.
"Okay, okay, no problem. I think it's time to show your face!"
Ms. Mako chuckled as she made me a cup of black tea. I'm sorry for troubling you, Ms. Mako.
"Yo-kun, you were caught by Mr. Tanibe just now, weren't you?...Looks like you got away with it again!"
Ms. Mako said, offering me some snacks.
"Ah, yes... As usual, it seems I've been misunderstood..."
I replied with a wry smile.
Up until now, several times when Mr. Tanibe caused trouble, it was Ms. Mako who came to my rescue.
That guy, Mr. Tanibe, seems a little afraid of Ms. Mako. Could he harbor some ill intentions towards Ms. Mako?
"You'd better be careful. Mr. Tanibe always sees you as a thorn in his side... He often makes a scene during staff meetings!" Ms. Mako reminded me out of concern. However, I have no bad records, and my grades are always mediocre, so Tanitabe's suggestions have always been rejected.
"There are only six months left, I'll be careful,"
Ms. Mako said with a smile and a nod as I answered while sipping my tea. Then, she suddenly switched to an embarrassing topic.
"If Ayaka gets expelled, how about becoming the owner of my family's pharmacy?"
Ah, here we go again!
"In that case, ... um... Ms. Mako..."
Before I could answer, Ms. Mako looked at me with a gentle gaze that could stop my heart and said, "If Ayako doesn't agree, how about being Mako-neechan's groom?"
"Uh, ugh... ugh—ugh..."
I was frozen in place, instantly becoming mute. I could only open and close my mouth without making a sound. I felt like a mouse caught by a cat, being teased by Ms. Mako without any chance to retaliate.
Ms. Mako is such a gentle... slightly mischievous... enchanting woman.
Even so, I'm not Ms. Mako's toy, phew—!

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