Chapter 173 – Lenka’s Assistant’s Diary 1
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“I’ll go, Chinami. It was fun.”
“I had fun too. Please go in carefully.”
Chinami clasped her hands together and bowed her head.
Lenka waved her hand with her warm smile at her always polite friend of her own.
After parting ways with Chinami, she took the train back to her house and bowed politely to her parents.
After she finished her shower, she carefully dried her long hair.
She took one last look at the figure display case in her room.
A feeling that signals the end of a day’s work.
After that, Lenka lay down on her bed and covered her with a thick blanket.
“Sigh…”
When you feel the cool blanket warming up with your body temperature, you realize that winter has arrived.
She said that in the summer she doesn’t like warm blankets, so she moves her body around to find a cool spot, but now she doesn’t want to move.
She already doesn’t feel like going out. She even wants to eat a tangerine.
“…”
Seeing myself in a daze in a quiet room reminds me of what happened in the room today.
No, in fact, it was right that she should have been popping up every now and then since she was playing with Chinami.
Matsuda’s words to not be kind to others.
At first, she thought she was nitpicking, but after hearing Matsuda’s compliment, saying, “You’re pretty today,” She realized that he had said something meaningful.
‘What the hell…?’
Why did you suddenly say that?
Doesn’t Matsuda have a good relationship with Chinami?
They seem to be very friendly with each other…
In the midst of all that, she told me she was pretty and not to be nice to other people?
‘Isn’t he crazy…?’
Either a crazy flirt, or to tease her that she might react this way.
It must have been one of the two.
It seems like the latter, given that she gave her orders to stand still, imprisoned her behind bars, and made her wear a maid costume cosplay…
Every time you use a wish, the strange eyes you show are caught.
Even when the last wish was over, before she left, she said she was trying to be too good for herself.
‘I’m sure he’s making fun of that too…?’
As far as he knew, he had a good relationship with Chinami back then, but if that compliment was sincere, Matsuda would be an idiot.
It’s a piece of garbage that he only believes in her face and puts it on several women.
Of course, there are other good parts besides the face. It was the voice.
Mid-bass that hits the floor. Especially when I talk quietly, my ears feel itchy.
“Nope…!”
Lenka, thinking about her sudden useless part, shook her head.
In any case, if Matsuda showed even the slightest sign that she would eat away at her innocent chinami, she would get her out of the clutches of her guy right away.
Resolving that in her heart, Lenka covered her head with the blanket,
Whoa-!
I picked it up when the phone I had left by her pillow vibrated.
[Director. I have something to ask about your back with your head covered. Do you have any time? Sorry for being annoying.]
It was a call from Miura. As the competition approaches, I ask a lot of questions these days, and I am happy to have many juniors who are talented and even passionate.
[It doesn’t bother me at all. What are you curious about?]
[Thank you. This arm keeps creaking because it doesn’t move as expected, so I’d like to ask how I can counterattack smoothly.]
[It’s a bit difficult to explain this in writing… Are you practicing right now?]
[I was just looking for a theory.]
[Then can I meet separately tomorrow morning and let you know?]
[Ah, if you do, I will be grateful.]
[Any other questions?]
[I want to ask you a question tomorrow.]
[You can do that.]
[Thank you, manager. Rest well.]
After finishing her conversation with Miura, Lenka let her laugh.
It is very polite. Unlike anyone else.
Just as I was thinking about that, my phone vibrated again.
Whoa-!
[What are you doing.]
This time, it’s Matsuda’s talk.
Unlike Miura, her handwriting clearly reveals her disrespect.
Lenka with her snort tried not to reply to her, but for some reason she was concerned that Matsuda would catch her pod, so she tapped the screen.
[Why are you calling me?]
[By Bored. I contacted Master, but there is no answer.]
No, then, if she can’t get in touch with Chinami, is she just for fun when she’s bored?
I hate to think of it like this, but Matsuda’s words because he was poor and this talk right now make everything look negative.
Lenka, who was nervously trying to reply, came to think why she was getting angry with Matsuda’s one call…
Doesn’t this make her look like a girl who is very proud of her unrequited love for him?
Matsuda has no feelings… I’m annoyed, I’m annoyed.
[You must be taking a shower. I’m going to sleep, so stop contacting me.]
[It’s only eight o’clock in the evening.]
[What does that matter? I’m sleepy so go to sleep If you’re bored, do kendo practice. You also picked out the equipment. Don’t let it rot.]
[It took about 30 minutes.]
[Do more.]
Lenka, who had been staring at the screen after sending her reply, tilted her head when no more messages came.
Did she give up talking? She’s not one for her own cold demeanor…
I’m glad though You should rest in peace now.
Relieved, Lenka opened the [Anyshare] App on her phone.
She said that she was interested in these days. She was trying to get information about the new anime goods, but when she saw that there was a message, she touched her message box.
[Did you see the recommendation? Is it your girlfriend’s assistant? You haven’t seen it, have you?]
It was a note sent by a user named MK, who ate the shit.
At first, she left bad comments about her in a review she wrote, so I treated her kindly to try to guide her, but she still has no manners.
I did watch ‘Girlfriend Assistant’s Journal’.
A higher level than ‘The Master’s Secret’, a cartoon aimed at people who have a taste for it.
She honestly felt fun while watching it, and for some reason, her heart was pounding.
It can’t be called a masterpiece, but it was a cartoon enough to be a masterpiece.
Thinking whether to reply to her or not, Lenka touched MK’s member information, and she blocked him.
This guy was a malicious user.
In particular, I saw the work recommended by this user and even left a review… The person who complains about the low rating.
Since he was of no help to him, it would have been better to simply block him and ignore him than to be bothered and stressed out.
I’m a person who watches a lot of BDSM stuff, so there are a few things I’m curious about, but it’s okay because you can find them yourself.
‘But this person’s nickname is…’
MK… The first digit of the initials with Ken Matsuda are the same.
Even so, the probability that this person was Matsuda converged to zero.
It’s true that he’s interested in animation these days, but he’s not going to do it to the community.
I just felt that they were similar because of their rude tone and selfish attitude, and they had the same initials, so it just came to mind.
But don’t you have the same taste? If that’s the case, he might be a bit suspicious…?
‘No… That can’t be.’
Having said that, Lenka wiped her agony away and brought a bag of teddy bear jelly from her desk to her bedside.
Then she lay down and passed the time looking up information on her new work.
**
Next day.
As I left the parking lot with Miyuki and crossed the playground, I saw Lenka and Tetsuya doing something at the drinking fountain next to the lunch room.
While Lenka was holding her hand in the air, Tetsuya watched her with serious eyes.
As you can see, Tetsuya, who is overly enthusiastic, asked about techniques in order to prepare for the tournament.
Making contacts like that is also a skill.
By the way, Lenka chewed my note yesterday and posted a question about the new work on her anime share…
Today, I’m probably going to Akihabara to buy related goods, so I’m wondering what to do there.
I get a little tired of going to anime-related events every time, but what can I do?
As of now, I have no choice but to pick up and eat this limited situation.
“What? Are you Tetsuya-kun? Inoo-senpai is also here…? Are you learning about kendo?”
Miyuki, who found the two of them, asked.
I replied with a shrug of her shoulders.
“I guess so.”
“Isn’t Matsuda-kun preparing for the tournament?”
“I am doing it.”
“Doesn’t it look like that at all? Are you practicing well?”
“I took you there yesterday and did it alone. Don’t nag.”
“What kind of nagging is this… I’m telling you because I’m worried.”
“What are you worried about?”
“You said you were the first player to go out? What if I lose because my opponent is so good? Even if it’s Matsuda-kun, I think the teammates’ spirits will die… Then wouldn’t you be very sorry?”
I couldn’t help cheering for you to win, but you said something like that.
See you after the contest. You, too, should be prepared for a light butt slap.
It wouldn’t be bad to have fun on a school trip.
At night, I secretly go to Miyuki’s room and play rudely, and when Tetsuya comes, I leave the door slightly open or close it and have a conversation…
Then, a picture of Miyuki gasping for a dick that went deep into it, giving excuses to a puzzled Tetsuya…
Like it.
It’s boring because it’s a scene depicted in most NTR and BSS works, but it’s a situation that’s as bad as it is, so it comes out a lot.
It doesn’t seem too bad to follow the royal road.
“Don’t curse, cheer me on.”
“Cheering, of course. Shall we go say hello to Inoo-senpai?”
“That’s it.”
Miyuki put on a puzzled expression, probably disapproving of my answer in a nonchalant tone.
I looked down at such Miyuki and burst out laughing, then followed her as she quickly approached Tetsuya and Lenka.
“Senior Inoo!”
Hearing Miyuki’s lively voice, Lenka looked this way.
She smiled broadly at Miyuki and waved her hand, then noticed me walking around behind her and crumpled her expression.
Your eyes are sharp. Can you make a face like that even if you are spanked?
Come to think of it, didn’t Annie Share block me?
Since she read the note, there was no reply, so I tried to send it again, but she said that the transmission failed…
A troublemaker like that needs to be flogged.
It makes me yell at you to say that it hurts, to stop hitting me, to be kind to me.
