My Childhood Friend Is Dangerously Sexy and Cute - 8

Chapter 8: My Childhood Friend Has a Personal Bodyguard

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“Hiro-san, Hiro-san”

On the way to school, Yuki, unusually restless, called out to me. She looked around nervously, and each time her beautiful silver hair swayed.

“What is it?”

“Lately… I feel like someone has been watching me.”

“Watching you?”

“Yes. When I’m on my way to school or at school, I feel someone’s gaze on me.”

“A pervert… no, a stalker?”

If that’s the case, I’ll catch them and smash them.

“Maybe. It feels a little persistent and kind of lewd.”

Yeah, if I find them, I’ll smash them. I’ve already decided. Absolutely unforgivable.

“…Hiro-san?”

Seeing my silence, Yuki looked at me a little worriedly.

“Hm?”

“Does it bother you so much that I might be someone’s perverted fantasy outlet?”

“N-no, not really… Well, actually, it does. Of course I’d be mad if my childhood friend is being stalked.”

My blood boiled.

“I see. That’s good to hear.”

“That’s not ‘good,’ though.”

“I’m happy because Hiro-san is angry.”

“…Is that so?”

I wish she would only be happy after we’ve dealt with the stalker.

For now… what should I do? Looking around, of course, I couldn’t spot anyone suspicious. If she was feeling watched even at school, the culprit might be someone from the school. But in Yuki’s case, she was simply beautiful, so naturally, she drew attention. Just by looking, I might not be able to tell the difference between plain admiration and a stalker.

I should think about this a bit more.

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Lunchtime.

“Hiro-san. Let’s go get lunch.”

“Sure.”

I stood up and lightly replied. As the two of us were heading to the cafeteria, one of our classmates called out.

“Ah, Fujisaki-san! Asama-k—!!??”

And that classmate spectacularly tumbled forward. For some reason, she spun in the air and ended up stopping with her rear fully facing us. Naturally, her underwear was fully visible. Pure white! Two episodes in a row, what a treat.

“Ouch~~”

“What kind of fall makes that happen?”

“Either they aimed for it or it’s talent.”

If it’s talent, I’d recommend not wearing a skirt.

“I didn’t aim for it~… And you didn’t even help… so mean…”

The girl stood up, looking pitiful. She didn’t seem hurt, and she probably didn’t even notice her underwear had been exposed. She then said again.

“Um, if it’s okay, can I have lunch with you too? Cafeteria, right?”

“No.”

“Eh!? That’s….”

Oh right, I forgot. This girl is Kaho Hoshino, who I met at the café the other day. She really is our classmate…

And it wasn’t just a pretext that she wanted to get close to Yuki. She had genuinely started talking to her more in class.

“Yuki, it’s fine. Let’s just have lunch together with her.”

“No. My only enjoyment at school is spending lunch break with Hiro-san.”

Yuki pouted.

“W-well, hearing that makes me feel bad for interrupting…”

“It’s okay to have someone else join us sometimes, right?”

“No.”

“I enjoy teasing Hoshino with you too.”

Since I usually can’t do the teasing, it’s really fun.

“I don’t dislike that either.”

“How terrible!?”

“Terrible” seemed to be the only word Hoshino knew. 

The teasing side will get bored, you know? You need to have some variety. 

“Alright, then today we’ll bring Hoshino along too. Okay, Yuki?”

“…Understood. Oh, but about staring at Hoshino’s underwear earlier, we’ll have a proper talk about it later, okay?”

So she said with a cheerful smile. Scary. The end of the world might be near. Yuki muttered something like, “If it were me, I’d always show you…” I did see it the other day. Truly a remarkable sight. Yes.

“Then, let’s go!”

“Okay~!”

Hoshino followed me cheerfully. But apparently, we still couldn’t have lunch yet.

“We’ve arrived!!!!!!”

A scream that pierced the ears echoed through the classroom. Then, over ten students barged in, led by the voice’s owner.

What is this? Some school event? A dojo challenge? A classroom raid?

The mysterious group lined up in front of us. Technically, in front of Yuki. Facing Yuki was a boy who seemed to be the leader. He wore glasses and looked slightly intellectual. He knelt before Yuki. The others saluted Yuki sharply, basically offering their hearts.

“We are, from now on, the loyal servants of Yuki Fujisaki-sama! Yuki Fujisaki’s Personal Bodyguard! Also known as Yuki-chan Love-Love Fan Club! Also known as the ‘I Want to Be Looked Down by Her Cool Eyes’ Club! Please give us any commands! Our lives are for Yuki-sama!”

““…Huh?””

Harmonized, Yuki and I said. Hoshino looked flustered, unable to comprehend the situation. In short, Yuki’s fan club had been created. And not satisfied with just cheering quietly, they even wanted to play personal guard.

Yeah, I might have to beat them up. Definitely stalkers. The alternate names… clearly dangerous people. And at least unify your names.

“So, you are the little piggies who obey my every command, right?”

Yuki, whose had been offered their heart, responded.  Suddenly she flipped a switch!!

“L-little piggies…!?”

“Yuki, don’t reply to them. They’re dangerous!”

“Y-yeah! You shouldn’t talk to people like that!”

“It’s fine. They pledged loyalty to me anyway.”

Ignoring the leader’s agitation, we whispered to each other. Yuki intended to play along, fearless as always.

“W-we are not little pigs, we are the personal bodyguards… um, Yuki-sama?”

“You said you wanted to be looked down on by me just now, right? Is this what you meant, little pigs?”

Yuki showed a dark smile. Way worse than with me. Truly scornful.

“Uhi! (shiver shiver shiver)”

Most of the self-proclaimed guards squirmed. 

The level is way too high… I’m still inexperienced.

“I just looked down on you a bit and… You’re disgusting. You’re not guards at all, just ugly little pigs. Understand?”

“Y-yes! We are pigs!”

“Good.”

They accepted being pigs. Yuki looked happy… She seemed so lively… Well, good for her. She acquired a good toy. 

But it’s not going to be that easy…I have something to say myself.

“Then, since you have no business here, please go home. Goodbye.”

“Eh…?”

The guards-turned-pigs sounded dissatisfied.

“What? Do you have a complaint?”

“N-no! Of course not! Excuse us!”

“—Wait a moment.”

I stopped them as they turned.

I mean, they are Yuki’s personal bodyguard or whatever, but? Ignoring me, treating me as invisible here, is that okay? I’m her childhood friend, after all.

“…Hiro-san?”

“Ah, Yuki, could you step out for a moment? I need to talk to these guys.”

“But…”

“It’s fine. You can save a seat in the cafeteria.”

“…Okay. Understood.”

Yuki, looking displeased, nodded and left the classroom.

“So, what do you want, Hiro Asama?”

The pig leader’s tone changed completely, seemingly knowing who I was.

Now, let’s start this conversation…. You pigs.

Yuki seemed to enjoy it, but I had my own limits too.

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