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Episode 4: Taro

“Good morning, Sakuragi-san.”

“Good morning, Tanaka-kun.”

The first thing this morning, I’ve run into someone I never wanted to.

I had thought that one day we would be crossing one another since we go to the same school, but never had I thought the next day would be that day.

“I never thought we’d meet each other so soon.”

“Ye–Yeah, exactly.”

That’s precisely my line.

“Ah, umm. I–I am really, really thankful for your interception yesterday.”

“It’s all fine. Well then, if that’s all.”

“Eh, Wa–wait!!”

Saying that she grabbed hold of my sleeves.

This is bad. People have also started to gather, wondering what was going on.

“Ah, um. Can we exchange contact numbers?”

“I am really sorry. I’m actually in a hurry.”

Somehow managing to let free of my arm that was being held, I ran away from there with a ferocious dash. I passed through the entrance, changed into my school shoes, rushed into the classroom, and sat down on my seat.

“Good morning Sakura. …What’s the matter? Why in such a hurry.”

“No–nope, it’s nothing.”

I was approached by Kisaragi Yayoi, who usually gets along well with me in the classroom.

This guy isn’t actually good-looking or even has excellent grades. But definitely a fashionable high school student.

“…I see. By the way, did you finish today’s maths assignment?”

I was immediately held suspicious, but well in retrospect,  Since he didn’t press me on that, it’s all fine.

“Naturally.”

“Seriously, Kami! Show me asap.”

“It will be ten bottles of juice.”

“Please make that limit to one here.”

“Then …three will be it.”

“… ku. I understand. I understand already!! It’ll be three.”

The basics of business are starting out big and then going small later, Watson-kun.

I showed Kisaragi my notebook. While talking casually, I noticed the classroom atmosphere was getting strange to worse.

When I looked wondering, I saw those eyes which were secretly directed at us, or rather, at me specifically.

‘Don’t tell me.’ Coming to a conclusion from the information he would definitely not be unable to extract from me, he spoke to another boy nearby and had a surprised expression.

“H–hey. Sakura.”

“…what?”

“What just happened between you and Sakuragi-san?”

“… nothing in particular?”

“If it was nothing, in particular, there wouldn’t have been rumors ongoing regarding you and Sakuragi-san.”

According to the rumors, their basis came from what happened this morning.

After all, it seemed that I was seen discussing something serious with Sakuragi-san, famous at school, in a rather terrible way. Rumors were mentioning that perhaps there was some Shuraba… some even go on to say that maybe she has my child… some say it’s a custody battle … many such rumors were spreading around, without head and toe.

[TL notes: Shuraba means a fight between two girls over a boy. Due to the boy two-timing, Or a girl who wants to ntr the boy.]

“Haa… it was nothing special. I saw her in trouble, so I went ahead and helped her out.”

“I see?”

“And after helping her, I just got thanked in return.”

“I see.”

He let out a voice as if he understood what was going on.

Well, it was true that I happened to help her in real-time.

Well, people’s rumors stay for around 75 days.

In time, everyone will eventually forget.

… But I never thought that the start of the 75 days would continually be updated every single day, ever.

End Of Chapter