Chapter 11 – Alas, the Sad Virgin. And the Angel’s Secret

Nosebleed stops, mind clears, and I see Itsuki Sugita’s face.
Worried look.
I mercilessly pull up the status window.

Name : Itsuki Sugita

Reading : SUGITA ITSUKI

AGE : 14

Job : Middle Schooler

Club : Baseball

LV : 44

HP : 158

MP : 48

STR : 168

INT : 33

DEF : 78

AGI : 186

DEX : 75

LUK : 180

Skills :

Baseball : LV40

Academics: LV3

Ass Bat : LV10

Bad Status:

None

Notes:

Loves Ryoko Komiyama.

Warrior of Love

Status window opens fine now.

『Hey, can you hear me?』

Angel’s voice too.
Back to normal.
Good, good.

…Right as I relax, I spot the big fact.

Bad Status:

None

…No longer virgin!
I pale worse than devil sight, stare at Sugita.

“Koutarou looking better’s great. Gotta repay that big debt. Stay healthy till then.”

“Su-Sugipon…”

More shaken than devil peek.
Where’d Bad Status “Virgin” go!
You, why level up!
I won’t forgive you! Never!

“Thanks to you playing matchmaker with Ryoko-chan. Koutarou, can’t thank you enough.”

Heh, Sugita chuckles.
Adult composure.
You… grew up first.
Lost your cherry!
I won’t forgive.
No, you especially!
I grit teeth.

『Pathetic. Plus Kouta-kun, not aiming for class rep…』

Still unforgivable!
Totally!
I’ll beat you till you drop dead!

『Stop! I got you now!』

No boobs to touch? No way!
No no no no no!
Boobs! Boobs! Boobs! Boobs!

『Gahh!?』

Bad.
Instinct screams danger.
…She’s pissed real.
Nothin’.
Woo, cute angel happy yay.

『Good♪』

Why do girls bare fangs sudden, even sweet ones?
Why not kind to me?
World hates me for sure.
As I lament, Sugita worries.

“What’s up, Sagara?”

“N-nah, nothin’ Sugipon. Class rep worked out, huh.”

“Yeah, thanks. Gotta repay this.”

“No prob. Friends happy’s enough. Cherish her.”

Definitely kill you dead.

“Of course!”

Alas… if hate alone killed, how great…

『Boys’ jealousy ugly!』

Shut up!
I know.
Last class virgin’s me.
All others mating like summer bugs.
Me alone virgin past 30, lonely old age death.
Yeah. Must be.

『Overkill… oh, God’s message: “Virgin till 21.”』

21!
21… lips chap dry.

『Why so down? 21 ain’t shameful.』

20! TV said past 20 total loser!
Damn!
Why bitches shy on virgin hunt!
Eyes bloodshot.
Hate… world hate.
Ignores me? Hate.
Get final boss RPG rage.
NTR no! Absolute!

『…Hopeless guy.』

Blood-tears near, I fight showing hate, Sugita says.

“Confess to Yoshimura soon.”

Huh?
What you say, dumbass.
Why Yoshimura!

“Why Yoshimura?!”

I ask, Sugita sighs.

“Sheesh, kid…”

Oraaaaah!
You said forbidden!
Do-do-don’t say virgin! Asshole!
Victim complex flares, I mental shout.
Hey Angel-chan.
You tell him!

『Gahh!?』

…What?
That attitude?
World chose my virginity?
Why Yoshimura in my virgin mess aaaah!

Kouta-heart shattered.

『Shut up!』

Mad now!

『Woof woof!』

Harsh.
Friend overtook, angel mad.
Bell rings, Sugita leaves.
I wipe blood, head class.
Bold enter.
Class ongoing.
Teacher eyes me.

Ossu! Ora Koutarou.
Wanna talk dirtier!

“…Koutarou. Called home. Mom picking up. Was gonna health room your stuff, perfect. Take bag to health room.”

Oof.
Eyes wide, Haruka Yoshimura shoves bag.

“Get home safe.”

Worried face voice. Cute damn.
But plain middle school boy me? Embarrassing!
Whistles mock sure!
Nah I fine. But teasing hurts her!
Class all warm looks tho.
What eyes.
No “hot hot”?
Reverse worry.
Boys pure eyes thumbs up.
Not good luck.
You guys solid.

Stuff to say, but silent health room.
Mom there.
Instant knuckle sandwich, hospital.
Day after yesterday, they serious check.
Rule out fatigue, leukemia, nasal cancer, diabetes, hypertension for real.
Saturday better, so bloods, MRI.
ENT scope, gastro cam booked, released.

『Long wait, huh. Yawn~』

Angel yawns.
For real!

『Shoulda snacked~』

Hm?
What you say, this…

『What?』

Just now, “shoulda snacked” right?

『So?』

Knew ramen before too?

『Duh, ramen tasty.』

Weird no?

『What?』

Nah you… when ate ramen?