The Blonde Saint Only Makes Strange Noises In Front Of Me, What Should I Do? - Episode 21: Unexpected Helper
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Episode 21: Unexpected Helper
After school on the day that Sana and I spent holding hands on the rooftop, ….as expected, I was called in by homeroom teacher, Sasaki, who mentioned and lectured me about skipping school.
I stood there in front of Sasaki’s desk in the staff room and just kept repeating “Yes, I’m sorry” to him as he sat and lectured me. I told him I was sick, but he didn’t listen to me. My homeroom teacher said that it was impossible for me to have a stomach ache three days in a row. He was right, I couldn’t say anything back and was just scolded.
Today, I said I would introduce Sana to Sato and Kazuharu after school, and I’m keeping them waiting. ….This means I can’t introduce her. I don’t know what to do.
By the way, there was no sign of Sana in the staff room. It seems that the escalator group from the elementary school is not blamed for skipping school. Even though I couldn’t agree with it, I couldn’t help but think that this is the way of St. Joseph’s School. Society must be full of unreasonable things like this, and it’s a world where those with money have the advantage. It’s great that I was able to learn this in my teens.
As I was listening to the teacher’s sermon, the sliding door of the staff room opened. When I looked over there, I saw that it was ….Itsuki Sana.
(Uwaa…. don’t want to be seen by Sana while being scolded.)
With that thought in mind, I quickly shifted my gaze to the wrinkles on my forehead, slightly above the teacher’s face. I counted the number of wrinkles and decided that I had to get through this ordeal.
(Please don’t let Sana find me, please don’t let her find me, please don’t let her find me.)
No matter how I think about it, the sight of me standing there being scolded is so conspicuous that I’m sure she’ll find me, but I pray for a drop of hope.
However, as if ignoring my prayer, Sana walked up to me and stood alongside me. She seemed to have come here for a reason. I’m sure she’s going to be teased a lot later. I can’t help it anymore.
“…Any problem, Sana? Shinoda-sensei is out for club activities, he’s not here.”
Sasaki said to Sana, tilting her head suspiciously. Shinoda-sensei is the homeroom teacher for Class B, or Sana and Sato’s class.
“No, I’m not here for Shinoda-sensei, I’m here for Sasaki-sensei.”
Sana said with a crisp, honor student expression on her face. It’s amazing, she doesn’t have any of the clunkiness she shows in front of me. This is the true image of Sana, the most beautiful girl and saint since the beginning of St. Joseph’s Academy..
“To me? What’s wrong? Is there some part of the class you don’t understand?”
“No, it’s about the fact that Kaoru….Suzuya-kun is being scolded right now.”
You’re rephrasing, but you totally just said my name, girl.
I really want you to stop going after him. If told that I was kidnapped yesterday and took a break from class at this time, I might even be suspended from school.
What do you think you’re doing? You’re not trying to make me look even worse, are you?
“What do you mean?”
“I’m the one who made Suzuya-kun skip class.”
“What?”
Sasaki looks at me with an even more dubious look on his face.
Oii, Sana. What do you think you’re doing? Please don’t do anything that wasn’t in the plan. I can’t read what’s going on.
“I was feeling sick, so I asked Suzuya to accompany me, but I couldn’t get better and the bell rang. ….He stayed by my side and accompanied me. So, if Suzuya-kun was being scolded for that reason, I thought I should be scolded along with him.”
Sana looked at me sideways and narrowed her eyes with the corner of her mouth slightly raised.
Hey, seriously, Sana. You’d do something like that for me? You’re such a great person. I think I’m going to cry.
“Huh … was that so? Was it because of Itsuki? Hey, Suzuya! If that was the case, would you say that from the beginning!”
Sasaki got mad at me for some reason. He wouldn’t believe me even if I told him that and would scold me all the time. This is why I hate adults.
“If that’s the case, I’ll drop the matter. But don’t skip class. If you don’t feel well, go to the infirmary and rest.”
“Yes, sensei.”
Sana smiled her saintly smile at Sasaki.
Sasaki scratched her head and looked at the desk at the material and gestured with his hand, “You can go now.” It seemed that the saintly smile was enough to win over the teacher.
“Come on, let’s move on. Let’s go, Kaoru-kun.”
“Ah, ohh…”
Oi Oi Oii, what’s this? The incomparableness of the childhood escalator group is too terrible.
It’s as if you’ve been reincarnated into a different world, and without much description of the setting, you’re given cheat skills and you go on a warpath and have a harem. It’s not fair, it’s too unfair! I don’t accept that the same development exists in this world as that of a shitty novel targeting readers over 40 years old who have no choice but to seek salvation in such a harem cheat novel!
It’s the same with romantic comedies, everything has a cause, effect, and a process, and it’s important to portray it that way, or at least include a description of the cause, effect, and reasoning in some way. I’m not saying that you can get away with anything just because it’s convenient, or that a girl will easily like you just because you cleaned up a spilled drink, or that you’ll be liked just because there are lots of girls around you and you’re breathing, or that you’re cheating, even though you’re not making any effort, and I will never accept that such impossible things are popular! Absolutely crazy!
“….What are you mad about?”
“I’ve climbed rooftop fences, almost died, and raided places where I’m prepared to be alone….”
“What?”
“No, I’m talking to myself. Don’t worry about it.”
Sana tilted her head curiously and opened the sliding door of the staff room.
I think I’m doing pretty well. …Aren’t I doing pretty well?