I meets Little Debiru~! - Chapter 1

PART 3:

“Thank you for the report Yoimachi-kun. But rest assured, even though Shimotsuke-kun’s behavior appears to be quite harmful, he himself is not dangerous at all. He completes all the work that’s asked for, and he also has quite a good memory. So much so, that he was running the miscellaneous affairs section all alone just after I got selected as the student council president. He is a person with a lot of uses, you know? Right, Shimotsuke-kun~?”

“No no, the pleasure’s all mine! With those words alone, I’m — I’m sooo! UWAA!” [TL note: Cries?]

“…… But in my eyes, he doesn’t look like anyone other than someone who’s faithful to their desires though.”

Impressed by the words of Suzune-san, Yoimachi-san looks at me with a sharp discerning gaze. Well, If I had been left alone with her, I would have even argued against her statements. 

But unfortunately, my brain was busy with, [Today’s Delusion: Episode No. 21 — Volume: Suzune-san who’s very grateful for my daily work, gives me a reward by taking me to a private beach and asking the excited me to apply some sun-lotion on her body thoroughly.] making a simulation. Thus, it was not worthwhile to argue against her. [Is it really okay with someone like me? – Don’t say such weird things~, there’s no one other than you present here right~? And my hands don’t reach up till my back~. – Ah, I guess it can’t be helped, then without further ado.]

“—– And as I answered her, I applied the lotion on my hand, and gently reached for her open back, in order to protect her from those blazing sun rays fuming from the sky. In the sound of the sea waves arriving and leaving, in the beach where no one other than us were currently present, our heartbeat began to escala – — -……“

“…… President. Shimotsuke-senpai has begun daydreaming live.”

“Ah, I can see that too. Really, isn’t he a very unique kind of a person, Shimotsuke-kun~. However, I would like to close the Student Council room and return home now.”

She smiled softly towards Yoimachi-san, who was standing there with an expressionless face, keenly continuing to observe my every move. Sighing and giving me a tripping-side glance, she stopped next to the door. At the same time as she was going to reach for the handle, the doors of the Student Council room rattled and were pulled open, the face that came out from the door was of a boy in a jersey peeking into the room.

“Hello, excuse me~. Shimotsuke, your student council duties are over for the day now, right? My handicraft club has also ended for the day. If you want to return to the dormitories, shall we go back togeth— eh, arre? Another one of your delusional times, is it?”

Big eyes with pure white skin. A boy with very child-like features on him.

Seeing/hearing the sight of my imaginations where Suzune-san was being enveloped by the huge tentacles of that giant octopus and me struggling to rescue her. He unintentionally sighs.

While Suzune-san responded “Aahaha” with a bitter smile.

“Kusunoki, right? Since you appear to be his close friend, you must be used to this sort of situation. Could you go and wake Shimotsuke up?”

“Really, whatever Takuma does is just useless though, isn’t it. Also, 3 trips in one hour is just too much, you know.”

“Shut up Jiiro, there must be a reason for me to do things like this. You see, I always try to help fix Amamori’s bicycle by replacing his flat tire or refiling the air within, or whenever I go restore the nets that were cut in the animal house.”
“Perhaps he’s also running around the school doing similar errands for us right now, you know?”

“Well, the person in charge of the student council miscellaneous works department is essentially the school’s handyman-like person then? Heh. Thank you for your continuous dedicated hard work~”

“You’re welcome… Well, if that me, is able to be spend time after school near my admirable Suzune san, so running~”

“So running into my proactive delusions with a momentum greater than my actual work isn’t unreasonable, is what you’ll say next I guess?”

The petite boy in the school uniform next to me stole my next words right out of my mouth. While taking off my slippers, I answered “Absolutely”. My best friend, who accompanied me from the very time I first got admitted to this school, shrugged his shoulders as if he was giving up on me.

“Ahh, yes-yes. Well, you did in fact join the student council due to your admiration for the President. So I guess I do understand you getting fluffy inside your head sometimes.”

“RIGHT~!? She gives off a REALLY GOOD SCENT TOO, Su..zu..ne….. san…….! I was so fulfilled with it, that I unknowingly dozed off by accident… IT WAS TO THE POINT WHERE I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW WHEN THE TREASURER, YOIMACHI-SAN CAME INTO THE ROOM!”

“Yeah… that thing is basically a n-go from the very beginning… Are you really all right (in your head, that is)? Have you regained consciousness properly? Do you understand what I’m saying right now…? What is this place? Who are you? Who am I? What time is it right now?”

“Don’t try to make such a fool out of me. This place is the Gyokkou Private Academy. A school which accepts and trains students for both middle and high school standards. I am in Highschool division 1st Grade – Class 3, I work in the Student Council doing miscellaneous works for the whole council. Shimotsuke Takuma, Height 171 cm, body weight 59 kg. You are my classmate while also being a member of the handicraft club, your name is Kusunoki Jiiro and, today is the month of May dated 8th and the current time is 6 PM!”

I thrust my legs into the worn-out sneakers and then stared at this petite little boy beside me. After hanging my shoulder bag on top of my shoulders, I asked Kusunoki, “So, how’s this then?!” Kusunoki, who had just finished wearing his loafers (a type of shoes), nodded in confirmation.

“Un, for the time being, I will give you a passing grade. You can feel satisfied regarding my assessment.”

“I am obliged by your assessment. Moreover, why should I even need your gratitude in the first place to feel satisfied in regard to this.”

“Your delusional self-authority might get taken away by the likes of your close friend, and so you intentionally put all the blame onto him now? ‘DIRECTOR’?…Weirdo.” [ED: Here Jiiro’s trying to say that the MC directs AND enjoys his own delusions himself, so he’s saying that MC should keep his delusions away from reality. Satirizing poor MC.]

“Should you even say that yourself!? Moreover, I don’t want to be called a weirdo by the likes of someone like you.”

“Well, my hobby doesn’t involve bothering others in the first place, you know. I don’t just have a mass of worldly desires ready to explode into various delusions regardless of the location. Thus, being associated with someone with the likes of you, my heart would just break apart at the thought. I’d not be not able to withstand the mental pressure associated with that.”

“So, let’s hurry back to the dormitories before Takumi gets caught up in another delusion again.”

………

Passing through the automatic glass door of the dormitories, a refreshing image of a smiling person came into my view. Even though Jiiro’s retorts strike sharply despite his really cute face, I had become fairly used to it by now. While nodding ‘yes-yes’ (to his retorts), I went outside following right behind him; When I saw a tall girl accompanying a smaller one beside her, it seemed that the smaller one noticed us approaching, and she waved her hands towards us, ‘Ya’. The moment I saw that figure, as if it were a given to happen, my walking pace instantly increased. 

“Suzune-san, it’s so rare to meet you in a place like this! There’s no other explanation other than the case of FATE ITSELF!”

“I don’t think that’s the case though.”

“Yep. We just met each other in front of the shoe lockers moments ago, you know.”

“Un. On the contrary, it would be more astonishing if we weren’t able to come across each other on the way.”

In response to my confession, all three of them waved their heads and hands with all their might, retorting to my statement individually. Well, keeping aside Suzune-san herself, Yoimachi-san and Jiiro, can’t you shut your mouth up for a sec… 

In this sort of a situation, the mood is very, very essential.

“Heh, Yoimachi san too stays in the dormitories then. Ah, I’m in high school by the way. Kusunoki Jiiro, 1st year. Classmate of Takuma, I stay in the Boy’s dormitories. The men’s and women’s dormitories are quite next to each other, so let’s get along well from now on.”