Vol 1 Chapter 14: Cleanup (Vol 1: The Delinquent High School Girl’s Servant Survived and Advanced to the Second Year)

Fortunately, no one was injured, but the gym—left in a state of utter wreckage, like the aftermath of a storm—was no longer just a minor commotion for an entrance ceremony.

“Ahahaha! My alma mater was a mess too, but I’ve never seen anyone launch themselves at an entrance ceremony on a bike like that!”

In the stunned atmosphere, Misuzu-sensei clutched her stomach and laughed gleefully to herself.

Ever since she barged into our semi-delinquent office, she’s been off her rocker…

Even I and Katsuko, who are Miyayuri’s comrades, are in shock, yet Misuzu-sensei remains either gutsy or completely clueless…

With all that said, it was only natural that the entrance ceremony was cancelled.

“Oh man… why am I the one who has to deal with this mess?”

Grumbling to myself as I carried the door—now bent into a “ku” shape and impossible to reattach—I muttered under my breath.

“Don’t complain! If you don’t want this turning into a police matter, we’ve got to clean up quickly and hide all the evidence!”

While the new students’ parents were clamoring that this was an incident and demanding to call the police, multiple eyewitnesses quickly identified the culprit as Miyayuri.

So Katsuko devised a plan, suggesting to the teacher that the three of us—Katsuko, Kei, and I—clean up the gym and hide any potential evidence before the police arrived to examine the scene.

…No, there’s no way to hide this smashed door…

Fortunately, just as when the Beelzebub gang attacked, the school is so afraid of tarnishing its reputation with a police incident that this time, too, they’ll likely sweep it under the rug and keep it from becoming public… probably.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch! Misuzu-chan! Let go of me already!”

Misuzu-sensei flipped my right elbow and twisted my right wrist behind my back, and Miyayuri—covered in wounds and mud, with her arms and face a mess—let out a pained cry.

“I can’t help it. I really don’t want to do this, but no other teacher can subdue you, you know…”

Fortunately, no one was injured, but the gym—left in a state of utter wreckage, like the aftermath of a storm—was far beyond a mere disturbance at an entrance ceremony.

Miyayuri, who crashed into the gym on her bike, had clearly gone all out. Judging by the fact that even Misuzu-sensei’s clothes were in tatters, they must have really gone at it somewhere out of our sight.

Even Miyayuri, as formidable as she is, couldn’t stand up to Misuzu-sensei, who is skilled in both Japanese Kempo and Shaolin Kempo.

But still—restraining an amateur, kickboxing lightweight champion like Miyayuri? Misuzu-sensei is way too strong…

“Where did the other kid run off to?”

“I don’t know! That damn bitch—after turning someone’s Bandit into a mess, she high-tailed it out on her own!”

That “damn bitch” refers to Rurei, doesn’t it?
So the two of them were acquainted after all?

“Sigh… It’d be impossible to catch both of them at once. Well, to avoid expulsion, we’ll just have to have Miyayuu put in double time for both of them.”

Misuzu-sensei let out a small sigh.

“Hey, Miyayuu! Not you again!”

The physical education teacher, Toki-sensei, glared furiously at Miyayuri as soon as he saw her.

“You’re always causing problems! This time, I’m really going to expel you! You better get ready!”

“Is that so? I admit I might be at fault in this case, but have I ever done anything else that’s troubled the school?”

“Wha—! Skipping classes, wearing absurdly short skirts, disrupting school order—that’s what you’ve been doing!”

Of course, only Misuzu-sensei knows that Miyayuri has been taking down delinquent gangs on her own.

“I only skip class when a match is coming up, alright? And if I do say so myself, my grades aren’t that bad.”

Not bad at all—in her first year’s final exam, despite training for her kickboxing matches, she still managed to rank in the top ten of her grade. There’s even a rumor that if she weren’t so busy kickboxing, she’d crack the top three.

By the way, the strongest woman next to me—the unreasonable queen known as the Demon King Satanzu’s Hammer, Shuso Katsuko—ended up with a bizarre result of second in her grade on the final test.

“Yeah, yeah… Grades aside, you’re definitely disturbing the school’s order!”

“Shut it already… Have you ever seen me sucking on a cigarette? Do you know how many kids secretly sneak a drag while pretending to be proper? Compared to those kids, having a short skirt is nothing!”

Exactly!

What’s wrong with a short skirt that, if you move just a bit, shows your panties?

“Even if I concede that your short skirt disrupts school order, is that really a problem serious enough to warrant expulsion? What kind of headmaster do you think this is… ouch!”

As Toki-sensei was pushed back by Miyayuri’s momentum, it seemed Misuzu-sensei intensified her grip with her perfected arm strength.
Miyayuri let out a pained scream.

“Sorry, Toki-sensei. I’ll give her a good talking-to later, but for now she’s going to take responsibility by helping clean up.”

“Ahem! Is that so… Honestly, Itodori-sensei, you spoil your students too much—they get all carried away.”

“Is that really the case? At least no other teacher can lock her up with joint locks like I can. So, leave her to me.”

Misuzu-sensei implied that there was no teacher as strict as she is.
It seems that, by taking charge herself rather than handing this off to other teachers, Misuzu-sensei is acting out of concern—because if Miyayuri were to rebel further, she might truly end up being expelled.