Chapter 302 – Hotel Rafia
No matter how much the cause was provided by the judo club, fighting is fighting.
Because of this, I heard a voice from the director because I was angry.
His reaction was understandable. It had to be because a martial arts practitioner had a fight, not sparring, in a place where even freshmen were present.
Still, I thought I would be scolded, but it was fortunate that there was a formal aspect to it.
It seems that the director is also angry that Chinami was criticized, and the general manager, Lenka, is on my side, and the fight doesn’t get any bigger, so I guess I was thinking of just admonishing it.
The fact that I’ve been sincere and good at my job as a manager up until now must have played a part in the manager’s attitude.
It was lunch time after I left the room like that.
After parting ways with Renka, who was about to have lunch with Chinami, I received a message from Miyuki asking me to come back for a while and headed to the classroom.
I see Miyuki, sitting alone in the empty Class 2-A, lazily rocking his body back and forth as he adjusts his overcoat.
“I’m here? Come on.”
Miyuki knocking on my seat.
It’s really pretty to see you tempting with a smile.
As she said, I sat down and asked.
“Why.”
“I heard that an accident happened in the first grade hallway where the club briefing session was held today…”
When I asked why he called during lunchtime, he knew as expected.
Did the rumor already spread during the break after the 3rd period?
Or did a rumor get into the ears of a student council, and the student council executive sent a message or something?
Whatever it is, it’s great.
“The kendo club and the judo club fought. Is this related to Matsuda-kun?”
At Miyuki’s words that followed, I shrugged.
“Why do you think it might have something to do with me?”
“You told the teachers’ office that you were missing because of the briefing session. The only people holding the briefing session for the kendo club are manager Inoo-senpai, manager Nanase-senpai, and Matsuda-kun. Wouldn’t it be strange if it wasn’t related?”
“It could be that the freshmen who wanted to join the kendo club had an accident.”
“Seeing that he’s talking a lot, I can definitely tell that it was Matsuda-kun who fought.”
“… That’s true, but…”
“I know the inside story, but… It’s like a rumor I’ve heard across the country, so I think it’d be better if I heard it from Matsuda-kun’s mouth. So please explain.”
Miyuki’s expression contained a willingness to listen to her explanation.
There seems to be a belief that there will be some reason if I, who have changed to be more diligent, start fighting.
Comparing Miyuki’s reaction before and now, feeling a great sense of alienation, I explained the whole incident.
Then Miyuki, who had been quietly listening to me, nodded his head.
“Did that happen?”
“Uh.”
“Okay.”
It seems like it’s going to be surprisingly easy… Is this really the end?
Being dubious, I stared at Miyuki.
“Is it over…?”
“It’s over. Are you missing something? Do you scold me?”
How are you going to mess it up?
Of course, Miyuki must have said it assuming a sermon, but I want to take it differently.
The way Queen Miyuki fixes me… I feel like I’m curious.
“No.”
“I was going to argue with the person who cursed at Nanase-senpai, but that person attacked me first. Besides, strictly speaking, it wasn’t a fist fight, we didn’t fight more, and we even apologized to the people around us… So I guess I did well.”
Well done… It’s hard to believe that Miyuki, who hates violence, said it.
But to be honest, I didn’t try to catch you first to argue, it was for the purpose of fighting in the first place… I should keep this quiet.
“Just because I said this doesn’t mean that I have to fight more, I believe Matsuda-kun will know better.”
Hearing Miyuki’s kind words that followed, my heart felt refreshed.
After all, Miyuki is someone you can’t help but love.
“Know.”
“All right then. The kendo club and the judo club want to cover the case quietly, but this will go all the way to the student council. Maybe since Matsuda-kun’s name comes up again, he’ll take things seriously… But don’t worry too much. Because the causal relationship is clear, there will be no major punishment.”
I asked, taken aback by Miyuki’s words.
“You mean you get punished?”
“That’s something you don’t know. These days, the student council also has good evaluations of Matsuda-kun. At best, it might just go over as a warning.”
“If you are being punished, how can you not stop it? Now that you’re a sophomore, you probably have some power.”
“Hearing that makes me want to stay still all the more.”
“Okay?”
“Huh.”
“Then cancel.”
Seeing my shameless expression, Miyuki was taken aback, and then burst into laughter.
I’m very lovely today, but I can’t do it right now.
I looked around with such determination and said.
“Where did Miura go?”
“I told you to eat first. Can you stop thinking dirty? This is a classroom.”
Miyuki, who read my gaze, shook his head with a determined expression.
But that was only for a moment.
I rushed in and opened Miyuki’s legs wide to the sides, and when I stepped in between them, her eyes shook as if an earthquake had struck.
It seemed that he had no idea that I was really going to do it in the classroom.
“Eh, Matsuda-kun…! It’s crazy? Really can’t…! I will definitely get caught…!”
“Just lock the door.”
“There’s a window…! There are no curtains…!! Ha, if you want to do it, do it somewhere else…!”
Doing it means doing it
It seems that Miyuki’s desires have accumulated quite a bit since she hasn’t been in the past few days.
“Somewhere else.”
“Rooftop…! Even on the roof…”
“It’s cold in there.”
“Well, then the bathroom…”
“Don’t you think it would be more dangerous there?”
“Gym storage room…!!”
It’s a place I’ve used often, so there’s no impact, but it’s safe.
I slowly brought Miyuki’s really impatient legs together, and I grabbed Miyuki’s hand as she let out a sigh as if she was tired of her, and pulled her upright.
“Then how about going to the warehouse?”
“… But it has to be short… When students whose afternoon classes are physical education come in… And tidy up well… So people don’t notice…”
“Okay. I will do everything.”
“Huh…”
As Miyuki and I left the classroom, a laugh suddenly escaped from my mouth.
It was because it was funny how I acted like I was going to do it right away and then calmly went to the gym.
Miyuki seems to have had the same thought, but she is smiling a bit shyly.
Not too long ago, when he had a relationship in school, he would put on a guilty expression, but now it seems that there is almost no such sign.
Miyuki, I clung to her side and even matched her stride, and I went out with her on the campus.
**
‘What’s this?’
Inactivity time.
I went to the clubroom and widened my eyes as I saw several young students taking pamphlets from Chinami, who was standing at a desk outside.
Why are there so many people? It seems to be about twenty people.
The ratio of men and women is half and half… Are they all people who want to join?
Women, since Lenka is there, why are there so many men?
I hate the smell of sweat. I wish everything would disappear.
As I passed between the students with that thought in mind, I felt their attention focused.
“Ah, junior. You are here.”
Chinami found me and waved both of her hands.
I asked as I approached her.
“What is this?”
“Muhuhu… Those who wish to join the kendo club. I think the behavior your junior showed today was very, very good. Rumors have spread throughout the universe.”
I guess he’s talking about just subduing the judo club members and apologizing to those around him.
Of course, I wonder why the world has become so desolate.
Still, I guess I acted like a man. Even though the time for the briefing had passed, it was enough to come like this.
Would you really hate it if I told Lenka to only accept pretty girls?
“I’m really sorry, but I ran out of pamphlets prepared today. I will prepare a lot the next time you drop by, so please forgive me.”
When Chinami, who had a genuinely sorry expression on her face, said something like that to those around her, attention was drawn to her.
A fresh, lively and kind manager… This is an award that men would prefer.
Besides, since there is Lenka, there is a possibility that she wants to join the company because she wants to see the beautiful senior.
Perhaps the explosion of freshmen right now is not because of me, but because of Lenka and Chinami.
The spring semester hasn’t even started, but there are many things with impure hearts.
I’ll have to gouge out all my eyeballs.
“Brother? What are you thinking?”
Chinami’s body tilted as she hid her hands behind her own back.
It’s such a cute look. Miyuki said she had work at home, so she should spend time with Chinami today.
“I was thinking about going there tonight.”
“Where is that?”
“Raffia.”
“Nuet…!?”
She must have remembered the name of the love hotel, and Chinami’s face turned red in an instant.
She said in a crawling voice, rolling her own pink eyes.
“What do you mean…?”
“I want to give you a massage. Do you have time today?”
“Yeah, but it could be…”
“However?”
“I decided to eat cake with Lenka…”
If that’s the case, let’s take the strand to go with Lenka.
There is a high possibility that he will insist on not going even if he dies, but wouldn’t it be somehow possible if he halfway forcibly persuaded them through various trainings during club activities?
I have such hopeful thoughts.
“Can I wear it too?”
“Ah… Of course you can come…”
“Then let’s go together after it’s over? I will talk to the manager.”
“Yes… Then, shall we make an appointment like that…?”
“Yes.”
“Okay… Then I’ll have to prepare my mind…”
I don’t know if it’s mental preparation before getting a massage or preparation before sex.
Is it both? Our Chinami are naive perverts, so you might think so.
Already feeling blood rushing to my lower legs, I let the freshmen go and helped Chinami move the desk into the club room.
