The Handsome Boy I Saved from Getting Beaten on the Train… Turned Out to Be the “Prince” of an All-Girls School

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Chapter 10: Maybe I’ll Pass on Today’s Invite

“Today’s first period class is cancelled because the teacher’s out sick, so it’ll be a self-study session.”

“””YAAYYYY!!”””

As the class rep delivered the message from the staff room, the entire class burst into celebration.

It’s not like we’re happy the teacher’s unwell or anything—

But those sudden free periods always hit differently.

“Alright then, nap time.”

“Don’t just pass out right away, Saito.”

As I tried to lay my head on the desk,

Rinna, sitting next to me as usual, called me out with a disapproving look.

“You really do keep up that honor-student act, huh? There’s not even a supervising teacher here. Loosen up.”

“I’ll tell the teacher you were sleeping later.”

“Ugh, come on, that kind of tattling ends in middle school. Yaaawn…”

“You looked super sleepy even when the car picked you up this morning.”

“Yeah. I stayed up late both Saturday and Sunday…”

“Don’t tell me you spent another night doing test runs? Two thousand supers in mock battles again?”

“No! I was invited to Rei’s place. He wouldn’t let me leave, so we ended up playing until late again yesterday.”

Man…

Rinna really never misses a chance to sneak in a dirty joke, huh?

“Oh, Rei—the high school boy who got attacked, right? Sounds like you two got pretty close.”

“Yeah, it’s been a while since I just hung out with a guy friend like that. It was fun.”

“Well, that’s good to hear. For once, Saito made a friend instead of spending his weekends doing pointless gym workouts or meal-prepping like some househusband.”

“Shut up. Anyway—nap time for real… Wait, speak of the devil—Rei just messaged me.”

I was about to set an alarm so I wouldn’t end up accidentally sleeping through the next period—

And right then, a message popped up from Rei.

“Someone’s gotten pretty attached. What’s it say?”

“‘Wanna hang out again today?’ That’s it.”

“You’ve been hanging out every day?”

“Well, it’s not like we’re going out anywhere. He just invites me over. Since he’s still skipping school while waiting for the swelling to go down, he’s probably just bored.”

His mom, Suzune-san, has her hands full with drama shoots too.

He’s probably lonely being home alone all day.

“But still… Honestly, I don’t think it’s a good idea to get too involved with him.”

“Yeah… You’re probably right.”

Just like Rinna said—

I was involved in that train incident.

Staying close to Rei, who was the actual victim, might not be the best idea.

Even if the physical injuries heal on the surface,

Emotional scars can stick around—

Sometimes even the person themselves doesn’t realize how deep it runs.

And in that sense,

Maybe having someone like me—who was part of it all—so close to him isn’t the best thing.

“Since he’s the victim, there aren’t that many, but there are still some people online saying nasty things about him. Like, praising you for being brave, while calling Rei a coward who doesn’t live up to his looks.”

Yeah, I bet that’s just people being jealous because he’s good-looking.

“So maybe it’d be better if I gradually pulled back a bit. We don’t even go to the same school, and once Rei starts attending again, He’ll probably get busy and stop asking me to hang out so much. I mean, he does have a fan club, after all.”

Judging by how Rei was yesterday,

Once he’s surrounded by girls giving him attention,

He’ll forget all about me—along with whatever emotional scar I represent.

…Kind of sad, though.

“Alright, guess I’ll turn him down today. Three days in a row is kinda overkill anyway.”

I’d spent my whole weekend at Rei’s place,

So I hadn’t even made it to the gym.

My muscles were basically screaming, give us something to lift!

With that, I typed out a reply to Rei:

“Can’t hang out today, I’ve got stuff to do.”

“Sent. Alarm’s set. Now, nap time.”

“Seriously…”

I heard Rinna sigh beside me, clearly exasperated,

As I folded my arms and laid my head down for a nice classroom nap.

(Ting♪)

My phone buzzed from the desk, letting me know I got a reply.

Probably Rei.

It’d be something casual, like, “Alright, maybe next time.” Right?

(Ting♪)

Huh?

(Ting♪)

“Saito. Your phone is way too loud. Some of us are actually trying to focus during self-study.”

“Sorry, Rinna.”

(Ting♪)

I tried to open my settings to mute the notification sound,

But the messages just kept flooding in nonstop.

“Did you go viral online again or something?”

“No way. Even when that video hit the trending page, it wasn’t this bad…”

Finally, the flood of pings stopped.

I checked my phone—

[What kind of “stuff” do you have to do?]

[Did you get tired of me?]

[Please don’t leave me.]

[SaitoSaitoSaitoSaitoSaitoSaitoSaitoSaitoSaitoSaitoSaitoSaitoSaitoSaito]

…Oh no.

It was like a tower of clingy, borderline unstable messages.

“Yikes. That’s some next-level emotional overload right there.”

“Stop looking at my phone!”

“Says the guy openly texting during self-study. Still, wow… You’re really loved, huh, Saito?”

Rinna was smiling…

But it was definitely a little forced.

Yeah, she was seriously creeped out.

“Mufufu… What’s this delightful aroma of drama I smell~?”

“Whoa!? Wait—Nakajou-san!?”

Out of nowhere, a voice spoke from behind me.

It was Nakajou-san, the class’s very own unfortunate fujoshi.

I didn’t even sense her presence,

But somehow, she’d silently snuck up behind me and was now peeking over my shoulder at my phone.

She’s good.

Too good.

“Nakajou-san, we’re in the middle of self-study, you know.”

“How could I possibly ignore such a feast laid out before me, Nishino-dono? If I’m not mistaken, the one flooding Kujou-dono with these messages is none other than Rei-dono—the boy he heroically rescued in that viral train video, yes?”

“Yeah… I told him I couldn’t hang out today, and this is how he reacted.”

Completely ignoring Rinna’s attempt to reel her in,

Nakajou-san turned her full attention to me.

And honestly, with how chaotic this situation was,

I wasn’t even in the mood to argue.

If anyone might have insight on this kind of emotional overload, it was probably her.

So I silently hoped—maybe, just maybe—

She could offer some kind of useful advice.

“Hmm, hmm… I see now. This is definitely a possessive prince type.”

“Possessive prince type?”

“In that case, the next stage of this drama will be… Kujou-dono getting locked away somewhere—gufufu…“

“Hey—Nakajou-san! Can we focus here? What am I supposed to do about this? …Ah. She’s gone.”