Chapter 315 – A Place of Memories
“Ah! Matsu… All seniors!”
Lunch hour.
I was about to return to the classroom alone, away from Miyuki, who had gone to the student council again, but I turned my head at Hiyori’s voice.
I see her waving her hand with her always bright face.
But didn’t you hesitate a little while calling me by my last name?
Could it be that just because this and that happened yesterday, did he already intend to call her by her first and last name, in the way Hiyori herself did?
It’s better if you do.
Thinking of that, I asked as Hiyori strode towards her alone.
“Why?”
“I just called. But when I look at seniors, I always seem to go first, right? It’s hard because I’m thin…”
Her waist and limbs are thin, but her breasts are big.
It’s not as thin as Miyuki, but it’s not slim anyway, so don’t pretend to be weak.
I won’t pass
“The person who called must come.”
Hiyori said with a mischievous smile like yesterday at my sullen answer.
“Is that so?”
“Uh. Did you eat?”
“I ate a packed lunch. What about you?”
“I’m just on my way to eat.”
“Alone?”
“No, with Miyuki.”
“With Hanazawa-senpai? Aren’t you eating with other seniors?”
“Who are the other seniors?”
“The person I worked part-time with at the cafe. You’re the head of the kendo club, right?”
“That’s right.”
“Where is he?”
It’s worth asking a question like that.
Hiyori will know that I am very close only to Lenka.
“I’ll be with Nanase-senpai.”
“Ah! Are you that cute senior? His way of speaking was very peculiar…”
The way you talk is also unique.
“That’s right. You two are very close.”
“Childhood friend?”
“It’s similar, but we haven’t been together since we were very young.”
“I see… That would be nice.”
“You have Miho too.”
“So I like it too. Where is Hanazawa-senpai?”
“I went first because I was working on the student council.”
“Then are you alone now?”
“Yes.”
“Do you have any same-sex friends?”
Should I say this or not?
It’s a bit difficult to answer because I rarely build friendships with men.
“But, senior, don’t you bring lunch boxes or something?”
Fortunately, Hiyori didn’t wait for my answer before asking another question.
Why do you have so many questions? Like a 3-year-old child full of curiosity.
Still, it feels good to let Hiyori herself carry on the conversation.
“Not cheap. It’s only for a day or two, and after that, you’ll just eat school lunch.”
“The food is tasteless. I ate once yesterday. Really bad?”
“You’ll get used to it if you eat it like feed.”
“What is that office worker talking like? It seems to have no soul.”
“Let’s say that. But why are you alone? What about Mitsushima?”
“I am in the classroom.”
“Then why did you come out? He said he ate too.”
“I was looking for a quiet place.”
“Why a quiet place?”
“I’m going to indulge in sentiment alone when I’m grunting.”
Just finding a good place to hang out. Understood.
“Do you know a good place?”
I shrugged my shoulders and answered Hiyori’s question.
“I know, but you shouldn’t share places like that. Someone might come to you when you’re alone in sentimentality.”
“Then, you two can indulge in sentimentality.”
“Not bad.”
“Yes?”
When the hesitant Hiyori urged me to quickly guide her,
“There, student.”
A middle-aged woman who appeared to be a teacher approached from behind her.
She is squinting at Hiyori’s skirt and frowning at her.
He seems like a picky person, so maybe he could get a penalty point.
“Hello…”
Hiyori bowed politely in a slightly quieter voice, perhaps feeling something in her teacher’s gaze.
The teacher who greeted her lightly with a nod of her head asked coldly.
“Why is your skirt so short?”
“This one? That…”
For some reason, it seemed that Hiyori would try to get out of the situation by mentioning what Miyuki had heard… ‘You don’t have to worry anymore’, so I quickly moved to her side and lied to the teacher.
“I spilled my drink earlier.”
Immediately after her words, her teacher secretly gave Hiyori a glance as if to sympathize with her, and she quickly nodded her head, her eyes wide open.
“Ah yes. That’s right. This is the first time I shortened it because I couldn’t see the school rules notice, but it happened to be in the locker, so I changed my clothes.”
“Are there any other skirts?”
“I have another new one, but it’s at the dry cleaners.”
“Laundry?”
“I left it for dry cleaning. The smell of new clothes is too strong.”
“Okay? It’s a penalty anyway. In the first place, the uniform skirt shouldn’t be shortened like that.”
“Gee, I was wrong. Can’t you just look at it once? I’ll wear it well from tomorrow… Huh?”
Hiyori stomps her feet while rubbing her hands together.
At first glance, you might think it’s frivolous or disrespectful, but her face is so likable, and sincerity oozes from her expression and gestures, the teacher puts on a smile that makes you feel good, albeit dumbfounded.
“Are you in first grade?”
“That’s right.”
“Name.”
“This is Asahina Hiyori. Class 1-C.”
“Asahina Hiyori… Okay. Do you want to make sure you’re dressed properly tomorrow?”
“Yes! Thank you!”
A teacher who hates Hiyori’s unique way of speaking, probably because it’s good to hear and funny.
Hiyori, who looked at her back as she left saying that he would never look at her from now on, wiped her heart.
Then she looked up at me and said,
“I didn’t need help… I had a good excuse.”
It’s because that excuse seems to put Miyuki in trouble, as well as the student council she belongs to.
I hate to see you and Miyuki bickering already.
“Is it? Do not speak.”
“How do you speak in that situation? Are you kidding me?”
“It’s not.”
“I think you’re right… But thank you. I’ll give you a Suichu as a thank you gift.”
“I still have what I got from you.”
“You can eat it again.”
“Okay, are you thinking of wearing that at lunchtime, when a lot of people pass by?”
“Why? You can wear it But is it too short?”
“Uh. At least just above the knee, maybe, but that’s a bit…”
“If you wear it down a little, you’ll come this far. Is this short too?”
Having said that, Hiyori swayed the hem of his skirt from side to side and lowered it, then put one leg forward.
Afterwards, he pointed to the line where the hem of her skirt and thighs met.
I quickly turned my head to that sudden, somewhat bizarre action and said.
“Hey, hey… What are you doing now?”
“No, you are asking. Take a look.”
“Cover it up. Misunderstood by others.”
“What is wrong?”
Looking at his playful face, he seems to be feeling the taste of teasing me.
Our Hiyori… Isn’t it too lacking even if we don’t have chastity?
It’s like yesterday when I showed you a wet look… If you keep doing that, I want to discipline you severely.
“Now go.”
“Oh why…! You promised to show me to a quiet place.”
Hiyori knew very well how to manipulate men.
No, rather than knowing, it should be called instinct.
With a pretty face, a sad expression, and a light aegyo, who wouldn’t fall for that?
I see no
I’m not deliberately acting like a queen bee, but that tomboyish attitude that comes out naturally…
That must have played a big part in winning the favor of many men, right?
There are probably many alumni of Hiyori who still adore Hiyori.
Some may be crying profusely because they couldn’t go to the same academy.
I pointed to the lunch room behind Hiyori and said.
“If you go behind the cafeteria, there is a side road, right? That way…”
“You’re telling me to go alone? I won’t play around, so please guide me.”
“It’s not because it’s a joke, it’s because it’s a place where you can tell me in words.”
“Will it be over just by following the side road?”
“No. Follow the side road, and the stone wall on the right is slightly dented…”
“It’s complicated… Shall we just go together?”
“Would you like to listen carefully first?”
“You spilled your drink on me. Instead of paying for the laundry, I’ll show you around.”
In order to cover up the situation, I sit down and say the excuse I made to the teacher as if it were the truth.
I wonder if there are all these shameless kids… But I also want to, so I have to play with them.
“Yeah… Got it.”
On the one hand, I feel fortunate. Because I was the first guy Hiyori became close to after coming here.
And I think he likes to play with me.
Do you really get scolded if you treat other guys this way?
You should do this only to me. You should only be interested in having these conversations with me.
Swallowing those words into my heart, I looked down at Hiyori, who had her eyes wide open with anticipation.
“Follow me.”
“Yes. But is the place outdoors?”
“Yes.”
“The floor must be a dirt field? There must be a lot of bugs…”
“It’s not a dirt field, it’s a flat cement floor, but there are a lot of mosquitoes in the summer.”
“Ugh… I really hate mosquitoes… Can’t you tell them indoors instead? If it’s outdoors, you can’t use it on rainy or snowy days.”
“What do you want so much? Either find it yourself.”
“… I’m sorry. Outdoors are nice too.”
She apologizes for her sullenness.
She seems to feel sorry for herself for overdoing it.
Her mind is weak. It’s a place that will be used with Hiyori and other heroines anyway, but wouldn’t it be better to let everyone know rather than revealing them one by one?
With that thought in mind, I pointed to the back of my shoulder with my thumb.
“I’ll let you know indoors.”
Then Hiyori answered with her face wide open as if she had never been down.
“Yes.”
What? The speed at which the tension recovers is very fast.
Was the sad expression just acting? I can’t erase the suspicion that it seems to have been wiped for some reason.
I’m happy, but I feel like I’m going to have a little bit of pride, such a cryptic feeling.
When these things start to accumulate one by one, it becomes a perfect hukou to use… Hiyori looks frivolous on the outside, but on the inside is a very warm person.
He is absolutely not the type to use anyone for his own benefit, and he is a person who returns favor for favor, so if he does anything well, he is bound to come back.
I’ll change it later, but right now, I think it’s good to hold this position.
Tick-tick-waiting, but good at listening to requests…
Yes, a tsundere like Lenka.
