Chapter 381 – The Prelude to the School Trip
“Bodmarka? “By color?”
“Yes.”
“Wait for a sec.”
The kind teacher opened his desk drawer, took out some board markers, and handed them to me.
And then he gave a well-wishes.
“I’m doing really well these days. “There is plenty of room for further development in the future, so let’s work hard.”
I often hear this every time I come to the teacher’s office.
It’s because I get good grades and because I don’t cause accidents.
I’m happy. However, it would have been better if a female teacher had praised it, but it is disappointing.
“Yes.”
“Okay. Do you have any intention of becoming a leader? “I will make a recommendation to the student council.”
Mmmm. For a teacher who has seen me so far, you are making an unconventional suggestion.
Come to think of it, didn’t Miyuki also ask you to join the leadership team last time?
I responded by simply shaking my head.
“Doesn’t exist.”
“Why?”
“I don’t like waking up early.”
“I get it. “Go.”
“Take care.”
After bowing slightly and bowing my head, I left the teacher’s office and returned to the classroom.
Afterwards, he placed the marker he had received on the desk of Miyuki, who was having a friendly conversation with the vice-captain.
“What? “Is this all you had?”
“Uh. “I just took what was given to me.”
“Okay? Okay. Great job.”
Miyuki pats my back and pulls out the chair.
When I sat down and was annoyed by Miyuki, who suddenly showed her dignified side, she suddenly placed her hand on one of my thighs.
I flinched at that and looked at Miyuki, but she was still talking to the vice-captain, oblivious to what she had done.
To put it simply, it’s an instinctive action… Looking for a place to rely on.
Why does the more I receive Miyuki’s expressions of affection, the fresher I feel?
The repertoire is almost the same.
Maybe she feels that way because she’s lovely.
After finishing the afternoon class, I left the classroom with Miyuki.
He then tries to tear her down the hallway with her on her way to her student council room.
“Uh…? There! Wait!”
Miyuki, who was standing in place talking to me and glancing meaninglessly at the hallway railing, suddenly screamed as if she had discovered something underneath her.
When I stuck my head out to see something, I caught a glimpse of someone wearing a short skirt running away through the gap in the hallway railing after hearing Miyuki’s words.
There was a momentary glimpse of blonde hair, clearly Hiyori.
“Asahina! You are Asahina! Don’t you stand there!?”
Miyuki also seemed to have sensed her identity and was calling out to Hiyori in her confident tone.
Of course, Hiyori ignored Miyuki’s words.
“That…! Matsuda-kun, Asahina’s club was the fashion design club, right?”
Miyuki’s question went down the hallway that had completely disappeared.
I responded by massaging the back of her neck as if to calm her down as she frowned.
“Yes. “Are you going now?”
“Huh. “It just caught on.”
“What happened?”
“Skirt. “It’s against the school rules.”
“Give me a penalty point?”
“Of course. Why? Are you trying to stop me?”
Seeing Miyuki with a twinkle in her eye makes me think that the harem is a long way off.
I said, slightly raising both hands above my shoulders.
“No.”
Hiyori will change her skirt before Miyuki arrives anyway.
Because she’s not a person so gentle that she just gets penalized.
Still, I want to go see it, and although it’s unlikely, I’ll have to follow along in case something unexpected happens.
“Good.”
As Miyuki snorted and headed towards her fashion design department, I took a step back and watched her.
After introducing her position to the head of the fashion design department and asking for his permission, she entered her club room and soon found Hiyori there.
“Asahina. “Come here for a moment.”
“Yes?”
Hiyori, who was reading a book with Miho, responded as if she knew nothing.
Miyuki tried to snort at him,
“… Huh?”
When I looked at Hiyori’s lower body, I was very embarrassed.
Because her skirt barely covered her knees.
Miyuki, who saw the hem of her skirt, widened her eyes as if momentarily confused, and Hiyori tilted her head.
“Why?”
“… You’re wearing a nice skirt…?”
“A skirt? “Why the skirt?”
“No… Uh… Weren’t you on the landing in the hallway earlier? “In the first grade hallway…”
“It’s a place I go to every day. When exactly?”
“About… Three minutes ago.”
“No? “I’ve been here for about 5 minutes?”
You’re walking away very calmly.
Even I can’t tell if it’s acting or real.
“Well, really…?”
Miyuki, caught off guard by Hiyori’s lies, scratched her head.
Then Hiyori opened her eyes sheepishly and she asked.
“Why? “What’s going on?”
“No… There was a girl with blonde hair who was wearing her skirt too short and ran away when I called her…”
“So you thought it was me? “There are many other blonde women besides me.”
Did Hiyori’s tone sting, as if she was a little offended?
Miyuki apologized obediently.
“Sorry. “I misunderstood.”
“No. “It could be so.”
There was one fact that the embarrassed Miyuki was overlooking.
That’s because Miho’s skirt is very short.
They must have swapped clothes… But they didn’t notice because they were only focusing on Hiyori.
Are all members of the fashion design department also complicit?
No, if you look at their eyes, it looks like they don’t know what’s going on.
Even when Hiyori talked about her time, she vaguely said it was 5 minutes, so she didn’t think it was much different than Miyuki’s time, so she seemed to be just doing it.
It’s completely Hiyori’s solo stage.
It’s incredibly clever.
“Then… I checked, so I’ll go.”
“Yes. But why did Matsumatsu-senpai come?”
Would I be displeased with Hiyori calling me by a friendly nickname?
Miyuki grabbed my wrist as I was trying to answer, and then she bowed to the head of the fashion design department and walked out of the club room.
She said and she said.
“Now Matsuda-kun, go to the kendo club room. “Don’t stop by somewhere else.”
You clearly care about Hiyori.
Are there really no days when two people can get along well?
I wish there was some kind of opportunity to make that happen… But I don’t think there will be an event.
Or should I make it myself? That might have to be the case.
“Okay.”
“Huh.”
Miyuki shook her head and suddenly jumped up, crashing her lips against mine.
All you have to do is raise your tiptoes, but it’s funny to see them jumping around so vigorously.
Her lips collided with hers rather forcefully and she pressed the corner of her own mouth, as if it hurt. I was tired of seeing her, and left her building, leaving her telling me to contact her when I was done.
**
Next day.
It’s been a while since I went to the academy alone. After parking, I was about to enter the building, but stopped when I received a message.
[Arrived?]
[Uh.]
[Then can you come to the store right away? A place where I kept quiet.]
You could just tell them to come to the alley near the store yesterday, but I’m curious as to why they added the word ‘push’.
After replying and heading in that direction, I soon heard Hiyori’s lively voice behind me.
“Matsumatsu.”
I couldn’t see him on the way, but he must have been hiding somewhere and showed himself when he saw me.
I turned around and gasped when I saw Hiyori wearing a long skirt.
“Are you wearing a long skirt?”
“Yes. “If you get caught for no reason, you will get a penalty point.”
Just as Miyuki cares about Hiyori, it is evident that Hiyori is also conscious of Miyuki.
“Good job.”
“You didn’t come with the devil today?”
“Devil?”
“It’s Hanazawa-senpai.”
If Miyuki hears this, she’ll be really angry.
Even if the button is sewn incorrectly, it looks like it was sewn very tightly.
I said, patting Hiyori on the back.
“Miyuki had a student council meeting so she went early. And don’t call me that. “I told you to speak nicely.”
“Are you taking care of her because she’s your girlfriend? Are her arms bent inward as expected?”
“If she wanted to take care of it, she would have told me that you and Mitsushima swapped her skirts yesterday.”
“Did you notice?”
“You got it.”
“But why didn’t you tell me? “Are you trying to protect me?”
“There’s that, and I want the two of you to become close friends.”
“I think that will be difficult.”
“Why? “I think we’ll get along well if we give each other a little bit.”
After hearing those words, Hiyori suddenly covered her ears and squeezed her eyes shut.
When I made a puzzled expression, wondering what to do, she opened only one eye and ear and pouted her mouth.
“You can’t speak in that voice.”
“What voice?”
“A voice trying to persuade.”
“Did I do that?”
“Yes.”
Didn’t you just arbitrarily accept my voice like that?
After swallowing those words, I took out a lemon-flavored lollipop from my pocket that I had bought yesterday.
“I’ll give you this.”
“What?”
“Candy.”
“You know that bribing is useless, right?”
“I’m repaying what I received last time.”
“Okay then.”
She snatches the candy from her and rips open the wrapper.
I said as I watched Hiyori rolling the lollipop around in her mouth, as if she felt the sweet and refreshing taste.
“And isn’t it a bribe that you give in the hope that it will be useful?”
“You only bribe me with candy?”
“If you’re eating deliciously, it’s fulfilling its role as a bribe.”
“It doesn’t taste good?”
“Then give it back to me.”
“What are you going to do with it?”
“I can eat it.”
“Is this what I was eating? “I put a lot of saliva on it?”
“What do you think? “It’s not like there are any bacteria.”
Did you like the answer?
One corner of Hiyori’s mouth twitched.
She shrugged her shoulders as she placed her candy between her teeth and lips, took the stick in her hand and rolled it from side to side, sucking on her candy.
“I like bribes. “I’ll think about it.”
“Then I’m glad. But why did you call me?”
“I’m bored.”
“Then, shall we kill some time before class?”
“Okay. Oh, would you like to see a picture of a swimsuit?”
“What swimsuit?”
“I tried on what I bought this time. Let’s see what it’s like.”
Hiyori lifted her phone, jingling the keyring I bought her, quickly moving her fingers and showing her screen.
When I saw Hiyori in a swimsuit that looked like it had been taken in the bathroom mirror at home, I couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.
Because the swimsuit was very adult-like.
In other words, I was very exposed.
“Are you going to dress like that?”
“Yes.”
How should I educate this exhibitionist?
Since you’re only going to hang out with me anyway, it doesn’t matter what you wear, but I still have to tell you to wear a cardigan.
There should be some development in Miyuki and Hiyori’s relationship during this school trip.
If things continue like this, the two of them will growl every day.
Think carefully about how to resolve the situation and wait for the event to occur.
