Somehow I Ended up Dating the Perfect Female Classmate, but My Sister Found Out and They're Turning Into Yanderes - Chapter 119-120

Chapter 119: Surprisingly Nobody Trips in the Jump Rope

“３！４！５！”

The second round started, and every class was sweating buckets while they jumped rope.

Not that I could see Kirino sweating, though.

Most of my classmates were shouting the count out loud, but I kept my mouth shut the whole time.

I’m pretty far from Kirino anyway, so nobody would notice if I didn’t say anything.

“６！７！８！”

Man, I wish someone would trip already.

It’s common sense with jump rope that you usually don’t beat your first-round score after that.

So it makes sense for the second round to end around double digits, right?

“９！１０！１１！１２！”

Huh? I was sure we’d stop at 12.

“１５！１６！１７！”

Wait, we’re already past 17?

Uh, I’m pretty sure the first round only went to 19…

“１８！１９！２０！”

“…This sucks.”

Oops, I accidentally said that out loud.

Still, I never thought we’d actually reach 20.

Alright, that’s enough already.

I’m seriously impressed by the power you guys have after unleashing all that pent-up lust, but you can stop now.

“２１！２２！２３！”

Come on, you’ve gone past 20 and your voices still aren’t getting tired at all.

Seriously, enough.

Kirino probably won’t get mad even if we trip at this point… most likely.

So let’s just end it.

“２４！２５！２６！”

I’m telling you, don’t push it.

Kouta, I know you’re actually about to puke from how hard this is.

Your gross voice has been echoing the whole time, but it’s fine now.

I’m sure tons of other people besides me are praying for you to trip as soon as possible.

The rest of my ex-comrades, if it’s too much for you, you can just end it yourself.

You might think tripping here will make the girls lose respect for you, but all the other guys already have favorability at A-cup level anyway, so it can’t go any lower.

In other words, right now you guys are invincible.

“２７！２８！２９！”

Whoa, hold on, my stamina’s starting to run out.

Was I always this weak?

I don’t look fat or anything, and since I’m short I figured I’d be better at jumping than anyone else here, but I guess that was just my own bias.

“３０！３１！３２！”

Crap… my breathing’s getting heavy and my body feels hot.

I might actually be at my limit.

Please! Come on, Kouta! Trip before I do—

…Wait a second, why am I so scared of tripping myself?

If I trip, the damage is kept to a minimum, and more importantly, I might get some kind of reward from Kirino//

“３３！３４…”

“Ah.”

While I was thinking about that and getting excited, I ended up being the first one to trip for real.

“Who was it—!!!”

The moment the rope stopped coming, Kirino immediately shouted at the traitor (me).

She’s already full-on yelling.

“I really wanna know who it was right now!!!!!!”

Kirino stepped out of the line and walked along yelling while looking at each person’s face.

Well, no point wasting any more time.

I should just honestly raise my hand and confess—

But before I could lift my arm, Kouta stepped forward.

“Kirino.”

“Hm? What’s up, Kouta? Don’t tell me it was you.”

“No, I saw who tripped first.”

“Oh really? Who was it?”

“It was him!”

Kouta stretched his arm out straight and pointed right at me.

…I mean, I was planning to confess anyway, so I’m not really bothered that Kirino found out I tripped.

But getting ratted out by someone else (and of all people, Kouta) kinda pisses me off.

“…Is that true, Kiyoto?”

“Y-yeah… sorry. I was the one who tripped.”

Kirino stared at me with this unreadable expression.

So, what happens now?

Personally, I’m totally fine with getting disciplined in front of everyone//

“Well, I guess it can’t be helped that you tripped, Kiyoto. You were studying the whole summer break after all.”

Liar. I could hear every single classmate thinking that.

“Tell you what, for the third round, you jump right next to me, Kiyoto. I’ll support you properly.”

With that, Kirino pulled me in tight and dragged me toward the middle.

…Whoa, when she hugs me this close I can feel her sweat directly… wait, nope, she’s not even damp and there’s no special smell at all.

While my classmates watched me with painful looks on their faces as I got moved to the center, the third round started.

I thought it’d definitely end around 10 jumps this time, but it wasn’t that easy.

We passed the 34 from the second round and kept going all the way to 57.

Of course, once we went past 30, I hit my physical limit again just like before, but Kirino noticed and basically carried me, sharing her jumping power with me.

In the end I got turned into a total mess in a completely different way than I imagined//

By the way, our class was way ahead of any other third-year class, but when you included the first- and second-years, we weren’t really in the top ranks.

We were nowhere near first-place first-year Class A, so it goes without saying that Kirino’s mood got pretty bad.

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Chapter 120: Lunch Break

“Alright, let’s see what Rinka made for lunch…”

Lunch break started, so I secretly opened the bento Rinka gave me this morning.

Why secretly? Well, Kirino’s not here right now, but you never know when that dark horse might pop up.

If she catches me opening a bento someone else made, she’ll probably smash the whole container next time.

And if the container gets destroyed, I won’t have any excuse left for Rinka.

“…That’s a lot.”

Inside the box were sandwiches, spaghetti, eggs, some kind of meat wrapped around a weird object I couldn’t identify, and a ton of vegetables and stuff.

…Did she actually think about the afternoon events when she made this?

Kirino’s bento is probably about the same size too.

…I’m definitely gonna need help with this…

But of course, right when I need him, Kouta’s nowhere nearby.

He’s probably in the bathroom right now trying to recover his stamina.

Wait, is it just me left in Class E?

Huh? Don’t tell me everyone’s gathered somewhere else to eat?

Am I the only one left out? Is this some kind of exclusion play?

Nah, but if that was the case, Kirino would never stay quiet after noticing I was missing.

Maybe it’s just me and Kirino who got left out?

If so, those guys are pretty brave.

“…Brother.”

“Huh?”

I was busy feeling angry and kinda excited about the fact that only Kirino and I got left behind, when a voice came from behind me.

“Oh, Ayuka?”

“What, you got a problem with me being here?”

Not really a problem, but aren’t you supposed to be at school today?

You’re still wearing your middle school uniform.

“I skipped.”

Yeah, figured.

Still, how’d you even get inside the high school in uniform? Didn’t the security guards find that weird?

“Oh, and by the way, if you tell my sister about this, next time I’ll drag you into the school broadcast room, mess you up until you’re a dripping mess, and play the audio for the whole school to hear.”

Did you catch that?

That’s what a third-year middle school girl just said.

Have middle school girls these days started reading yandere short stories or something?

Actually, that scenario sounds more like something from erotic ASMR.

Getting dragged into the broadcast room by the student council president and publicly reverse-raped.

If she’s really gonna do it, might as well bring Kirino and Rinka too and have all three of you train me into a proper girl.

“Look, today’s footage of you is perfectly recorded in this camera.”

That’s straight-up stalking.

Getting secretly photographed by a guy would make me want to kill him, but getting secretly photographed by my actual little sister? Totally welcome.

I’m even hoping she’ll catch me jerking off alone in the toilet, then blackmail me with the pics and force me into a physical relationship. That’d be the ideal development.

“By the way, what are you planning to use those photos for?”

I couldn’t help asking.

“Huh? That’s none of your business, is it? What, you want me to make it official or something?”

Well, I wouldn’t mind that at all…//

“That bento with way too much food you’re holding—is it the one my sister made this morning? Or… the one that muscle-brained sex-friend gorilla girl made?”

Ah, if I say it’s Kirino’s right now, the whole bento box will probably get smashed to pieces along with my dignity as a man…//

“It’s Rinka’s. Rinka gave it to me.”

“Hmm, yeah, that does look like the kind of menu that muscle-brain sister would come up with.”

Would a muscle-brain even think to put spaghetti in…?

“So you didn’t get one from that sex-friend gorilla girl?”

“Not yet… but I probably will later.”

“Hmm…”

Oh no.

Saying I’ll get one later basically means I’ll end up eating Kirino’s bento too.

…Is this heading straight for the “official relationship” bad end…?

“So basically, you’re gonna get another bento from that gorilla sex-friend later, so you’re not sure you can finish both, right?”

“Sorry, the world probably won’t forgive me for making it official with my actual little sister, so instead please use my a—huh?”

“So you want me to help you eat some of it because you’re not confident you can finish two bentos, yeah?”

I didn’t say it quite like that…

“Then hand over that sister’s bento. I’ll eat it for you.”

“Ah.”

Before I could even answer, Ayuka snatched Rinka’s bento.

Then she started eating it with chopsticks she’d apparently prepared in advance.

She wasn’t rushing or anything, but her chopsticks never stopped moving.

Before I knew it, she was already done.

Her eating style was way cleaner than mine too—there wasn’t a single grain of rice left stuck to the container.

“Here, you should hold onto the box.”

Ayuka handed the empty container back to me.

“Uh, thanks.”

“It’s not a big deal. I was just hungry.”

Whoa, isn’t Ayuka turning more and more into a cool handsome type?

At this rate she might steal Rinka’s position.

“Oh yeah, there’s one last thing I wanna ask.”

She started to walk away with her back to me, then turned around again.

“Earlier, before the 100-meter dash, you weren’t on the field, right? Where were you and what were you doing?”

Her tone hadn’t changed, but the color of her eyes had this subtle dark tint, like they’d switched from tsundere to full yandere in an instant.

I’m pretty sure before the 100-meter I was warming up with Kirino…

“Uh, well… there were too many people around, so I warmed up in the classroom.”

“……”

Yeah, warming up in the classroom sounds fake.

The only warm-up you can really do in a classroom is penis exercises.

“…Well, if that’s what happened, fine. I’ll go back to the spectator seats and take more photos of you. See you later.”

Ayuka walked off without her eyes ever going back to normal.

What the hell was that about…?

She didn’t secretly photograph me warming up with Kirino earlier… right?