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Chapter 101: A School Life Full of Complaints
“Why is Yuuto-sama not here?”
“Hanaka-chan, that’s because Yuuto-kun is a boy.”
“No, Rina-san! If he’s not here, it’s no different than being in an all-boys’ school! I enrolled in this school so I could be with him!”
Lady Yamazaki Hanaka, a young noblewoman.
For the sole reason of wanting to attend the same school as Yuuto, she decided to enroll at Asano Middle School.
However, reality was harsh—Yuuto went off to the male dormitory.
In the same classroom, she had envisioned herself sitting behind Yuuto, always watching his back, occasionally tracing her finger across it as a mischievous prank.
He would twitch in surprise and turn around with an exasperated look. Then, as usual, he would lightly flick her forehead with his finger, careful not to leave a red mark. The teacher would scold them, and the two would stand in the hallway, holding buckets together.
Such a trivial yet delightful school life crumbled away.
“Hanaka-sama, being in the same school should be enough, shouldn’t it?”
“…Well, that’s true, but still.”
“And Yuuto-sama has grown so dignified. It’s no wonder you want to be with him.”
When entering middle school, Yuuto had cut the long hair that used to reach his waist. Now he sported a short, boyish haircut.
For years, Hanaka had only known Yuuto with long hair and a more feminine appearance. Yet, even then, she had felt a certain manliness in him.
But now, suddenly, with the short haircut—
Whoa!!!!!!
However, setting that aside, there was someone truly dangerous right now.
“…”
“Y-Yanagida-chan?”
“I’m going to install surveillance cameras in the boys’ dorm.”
“Yanagida-chan!!”
Yanagida, unable to stalk Yuuto due to the “No Girls Allowed” rule in the boys’ dorm, was becoming slightly unhinged.
“The existing cameras in the boys’ dorm aren’t enough to track Yuuto-kun’s movements.”
“Hacking is a bad idea!”
“No, Asuka. I already have official access. See, I’m Yuuto-kun’s personal stalker. In a way, it’s safer.”
“Wait, isn’t that still a problem?”
“If I stop, the in-depth analysis will downgrade to just ordinary gossip! That’s unacceptable!”
Although others wondered where Yanagida was heading with all this, as someone who read her weekly reports religiously, Hanaka felt it was better to let her continue.
“I’ll go negotiate now.”
With that, Yanagida left her seat. By tomorrow, the boys’ dorm would undoubtedly have double the number of surveillance cameras installed.
Sigh.
Even though Hanaka could still enjoy Yanagida’s reports, her disappointment remained.
She decided to distract herself by messaging Yuuto through their chat app.
[I really wanted to be in the same class as you, Yuuto-sama.]
[Honestly, I thought we’d all be in the same class too.]
[Can’t we negotiate it now?]
[We probably could, but I don’t want to.]
[If we apply pressure!]
[Don’t. You’ll ruin my school life.]
[But our school life would be so much more enjoyable.]
[Don’t rope everyone else into this. I’d almost agree. Anyway, I’ll be busy touring the school with others for now, so let’s end this here.]
[Understood.]
[See you.]
“Fufu.”
Seeing the quick response and reply improved Hanaka’s mood.
A few hours later—
[I made some friends, but they’re all from high society. Can’t I make ordinary friends?]
[That’s probably impossible.]
[Figures.]
[Are you heading home now? I’d like to visit your house again today.]
[Sure.]
[I’ll head over right away.]
[Always welcome.]
With Yuuto’s permission, Hanaka quickly packed her things and prepared to leave.
“Um, Hanaka-san?”
“Yes, what is it?”
A classmate approached her, radiating jealousy. Hanaka braced herself.
“I-I was asked to pass this letter to you.”
“Oh, thank you.”
The envelope didn’t reveal the sender. She opened it to find it was from a boy.
Its contents were a self-indulgent proclamation of his greatness, full of bragging, and concluded with a demand for her to meet him at a designated time and place.
“…”
Hanaka stopped packing, wrote a reply on the spot, and handed it to the classmate.
“I have a very important engagement. Please let the sender know I won’t be able to meet them, and kindly deliver this reply as well.”
“Ah, y-yes.”
“Thank you. Good day.”
She had a good story now.
Hanaka wondered how Yuuto would react when she shared this and left the school at a brisk pace.
“A love letter?”
“Yes, I received one already.”
“Did you meet him?”
“I had already made plans with you, Yuuto-sama, so I declined.”
“…I see.”
Hanaka noted Yuuto’s slightly disappointed expression and lowered tone. She concluded he wanted her to make male friends.
Knowing his personality, Yuuto wasn’t the type to have NTR tendencies. Even if he did, Hanaka would shut it down immediately, likely with a punch to the face.
She was stronger than Yuuto, after all.
“Maybe he’s a good person?”
“Yuuto-sama, are you saying it’s okay for me to date other men?”
Hanaka probed deeper.
Yuuto’s openness to her interacting with other men was puzzling.
“Well, since I obviously interact with a lot of women, it’d be hypocritical for me to say you shouldn’t meet men.”
“…I see.”
“Not convinced?”
“No.”
“Well, you’re a charming woman, so it’s no surprise you’d turn a few heads.”
“I’d rather spend my time spinning you around, so I have no need for others.”
“O-oh, I see.”
Hanaka’s bold declaration brought their conversation about the love letter to an end. However, it became apparent that if Hanaka had received a letter, Maria must have too.
“Yuuto-sama, I received several love letters today.”
“What! Three more than me!”
“Maria, that’s impressive.”
“They were useless, so I burned them in the incinerator.”
“Wait, what?!”
“I burned them in the incinerator.”
“Y-young lady!”
“Wouldn’t it be better to return them to the sender by smashing them into their face?”
“…Perhaps I should’ve done that.”
“You two are terrifying.”
In the end, Yuuto found himself stuck in a group hug between Hanaka and Maria, realizing once again how swift and determined they were.