Chapter 24 – Just the Two of Us in the Career Counseling Room

“So, what exactly is the relationship between you and the transfer student, Akasaka-kun?”

“Even if you ask me ‘what exactly’…”

It was morning, and I found myself standing right next to Wano-sensei, who was sitting at her desk in the staff room, being asked this very question. In a low voice, by the way.

Also, I really wished she’d stop doing things like saying “It’s so hot~” when it wasn’t, opening up her cleavage, or hiking her skirt up to hit me with visual misdirection. I sucked at basketball.

“If you didn’t have any sort of relationship, her family wouldn’t have gone out of their way to tell us, ‘She’s very shy, but she’s perfectly fine with Takuma Akasaka-kun. We’ve asked him to help her if anything happens,’ now would they?”

Hidaka-san. So she had said that. What an unnecessary thing to do… Besides, I had said we’d get along, but I had never once said anything about helping her.

“It’s, well. We’re sort of like relatives. It’s not officially confirmed yet, though.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes.”

“Weeeell then! So that’s how it is! You should’ve just told me that from the start~. You had Sensei worried there♪ . I totally thought some thieving cat had shown up to snatch Sensei’s Akasaka-kyun right out from under me! That’s right. Akasaka-kyun loves Sensei’s here so much it’s too stimulating for you, right? I’ve been feeling your gaze for a while now, y’know? I’m an E-cup, by the way, y’know? Busty lolis are in high demand, y’know?”

Crap. I had said something careless back then. I truly felt that way from the bottom of my heart as I looked at Wano-sensei pointing at her cleavage. I had never expected her actually to remember. And her top was way too open — I could clearly see both her bra and her cleavage. That day it was white with a pink ribbon. It was totally unfair how she always wore such cute ones despite her age — that gap was cheating. But since when had I become Sensei’s property? I wanted to deny that firmly.

……An E-cup, huh. I wondered what cup size Fujimiya-san was, considering she was even bigger than that.

Also, I was pretty sure Fujimiya-san already filled the busty loli quota.

“Are we done talking? I think homeroom is about to start.”

“Ah, right. By the way, the transfer student, Hidaka-san, will be joining my class.”

Eh……

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“Alright, and so, starting today, a new student will be joining our class. This is Nao Hidaka-san. Everyone, please get along with her.”

Standing quietly next to Wano-sensei as she spoke was Nao-chan, wearing our high school’s uniform. It looked less like she was wearing it and more like it was wearing her, but she was cute.

In fact, I could hear my classmates whispering things like, “So cute!” “She’s so small!” and “Smol and cute!”

However, I had one concern — the fact that Ayane-san, whom Nao-chan held some mysterious hostility toward, was in this class. I hoped nothing would happen.

“Then, Hidaka-san, please sit in the very front seat next to Watase-san. Alright, everyone in that row, shift back one seat. Class rep, please bring the desk and chair prepared in the back to the front.”

……Next to Watase-san of all people? Weren’t transfer students supposed to sit in the back by default?

Well, I was sure it was a considerate gesture on Wano-sensei’s part, thinking that since Nao-chan was small, she wouldn’t be able to see the blackboard if someone sat in front of her — but that was a bad move, Wano-sensei.

It was absolutely going to rain blood in front of the teacher’s podium. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

“……”

“……Hmph.”

Even when their eyes met, there was absolutely no conversation. And why had Nao-chan smiled with such a triumphant, smug look on her face?

“Alright, that’s it for morning homeroom. The first period is my class, okay?”

Saying that, Wano-sensei left the classroom. The moment she did, several classmates gathered around Nao-chan, but Nao-chan ignored them, stood up from her seat, and walked straight toward me.

“Takkun…”

Who was that?

“Takkun, bathroom.”

…Me? Come to think of it, I hadn’t actually been called by my name yet. To the Hidaka sisters, I was just Otouto-kun.

Still, Takkun, huh… Yeah. Well, leaving the nickname aside for now, the real problem was this situation. She had just transferred in, yet she was calling me by a familiar nickname, and on top of that, tugging on my uniform while demanding to go to the bathroom — a completely chaotic situation. The gaze of the entire class was focused on me… Actually, no. Everyone was looking at Nao-chan. There was only one gaze directed at me—just Ayane-san’s.

She had turned only her head around and was glaring at me.

“Takkun, I’m gonna leak.”

What a sharp glare. Huh? Her mouth was moving slightly — was she trying to tell me something?

First, she pursed her lips, and then stretched her mouth wide. Was that… [IM-POS-SI-BLE]?

I see. That made sense. A guy like me was impossible for her. But I wouldn’t give up at least until I could get her to treat me like a human being, anyway.

“Takkun, I’m, g-gonna leak, gonna leak… gonna leeeaaaakkkk… ah.”

This was bad. Nao-chan’s face was turning blue-purple.

“Nao-chan! The bathroom is this way, so hurry!”

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“Phew. Holding it in to the absolute limit is… quite the experience…”

Hidaka-san. Your little sister was a weirder girl than I thought.

“Takkun, as promised, you shall play the part of my boyfriend, I say.”

“Pretty sure I turned that down, didn’t I?”

“Onee-chan told me… When an inconspicuous boy is suddenly popular, girls get curious and start chasing him with their eyes. And before they know it, they’ve fallen for him.”

Was she a certain masked motorcycle hero?

And was that actually true? In my current situation, I wasn’t being chased with her eyes — they were stabbing me. Would that really turn into love?

If Nao-chan had been the one who came up with it, I wouldn’t have believed it, but if Hidaka-san had said it, the credibility went way up… Yeah.

“Alright, fine. I’ll go along with that plan.”

“As you command.”

Giving a samurai’s reply, Nao-chan pulled out her phone and started typing something. A short while later, Watase-san and Fujimiya-san came walking slowly down the hallway from the other side, step, step, just like heroes in a movie walking away with an explosion in the background after saving a child.

“Takuma. I’ve been waiting for that answer.”

“Takuma-kun. We’re going to get all lovey-dovey and kissy-kissy a whole bunch, okay? What happened that day was just an accident, so I’m not worried about it anymore. I’m truly, truly not worried about it at all.”

“Takkun. I want the shirt you just took off.”

Watase-san was acting like a totally evil female executive. Fujimiya-san was actually super hung up on it, wasn’t she? She probably hated the fact that her cute little sister’s first kiss partner was a guy like me, but I was the one who had mine stolen, okay? I really wish she wouldn’t misunderstand that. Yukina-chan’s lips were incredibly soft, but I completely forgot about them, okay? They were plump and moist, but I forgot. And Nao-chan — if I took my shirt off, then I’d be cold, so that she could ask me later.

“This is strictly just us pretending, right?”

“E-Eh, yes, of course? O-O-Of c-course it is.”

“I-I-I k-know that? T-That’s ob-obvious, right?”

“A-A-As you c-command.”

I wondered why none of them would meet my eyes while saying that. Were they still plotting something wicked? I’d need to stay a little vigilant.

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Starting from the next break after deciding to pretend to be a boyfriend, every single period, Watase-san would poke her head in from the hallway and stare at me; Fujimiya-san would stand next to her, relentlessly bombarding me with messages; and Nao-chan would sniff my handkerchief with a completely melted expression on her face.

As a result, I was called to the student counseling room by Wano-sensei.

“Ugh… hic… you’re so mean…”

Why was she crying? And it was really crying, too.

“Even after you were so kind to Sensei, and said such heart-throbbing things like how stimulating I am, you went and laid your hands on other girls… Even though you won’t lay a hand or anything else on Sensei…”

“Ah, that’s a misunderstanding. I’m just pretending for a certain reason. I have absolutely no romantic feelings for them whatsoever.”

Because Ayane-san is the only one I love.

“Eh? G-Gasp! Does that mean…”

As expected of a teacher. Looking out over everything from the podium, she had actually noticed that I’d been watching Ayane-san. Despite knowing that, she still aggressively approached me, talking baby-talk… just how much did she like younger guys? Incredible. She was a literal lump of carnal desire.

“Yes. That’s right. There is only one person I like.”

“..!? W-Wait… having you say something like that so suddenly, I’m not mentally prepared… Although my body is ready whenever…”

Hm? What was she talking about?

“…Yeah. I understand. I really do have to respond to those feelings properly, don’t I? It’s okay. Come here…”

Saying that, Wano-sensei sucked on her index finger while hiking up her skirt, showing me her panties.

Nope. She hadn’t understood a single thing after all. Wano-sensei was just Wano-sensei.

“Please excuse me.”

I gave a perfect bow and walked out of the career counseling room. As I closed the door, I heard a stupid-sounding voice go, “…Heh? Huhhh?” from the other side, but this was definitely no time for a “Huhhh?”.

Welp, time to head home. Ah, come to think of it, tomorrow was the parent-teacher-student conference. I wondered if Mom actually knew about it.