The Old Man Is Being Shared by Three Gyarus?! ~An Ordinary Salaryman Is Adored by Energetic, Beautiful Gyarus, and His Daily Life With Gyarus Begins Now!~ - 88

Chapter 88: On a Certain Day in September: At the ◯◯ High School Student Council Room…

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On a certain day in September. 

◯◯ Prefectural High School, the school that Misaki Tsukishiro and Risa Amamiya attended. It was after school, six days before the annual cultural festival. The classroom was brimming with energy. Inside each classroom, and even throughout the hallways, preparations for the cultural festival were in full swing. Boys and girls in their uniforms worked together toward a shared goal, laughing and wiping sweat off their brows. It was a scene that could only be described as a page out of youth itself. In contrast, the special building across the connecting corridor was unusually quiet. Occasionally, laughter would escape from the art room or the home economics room, but only a handful of rooms were lit.

In one such quiet room, far removed from the cultural festival chaos, a plate on the door read “Student Council Room.” At the far end of the room, a handsome male student with slicked-back blond hair sat alone at a single desk, his elbows on the surface as he clutched his head.

“This is bad…”

In front of him sat a handmade triangular nameplate, boldly inscribed with “Student Council President!” In the same room was a female student with glossy black hair tied neatly in the back, wearing intellectual glasses that added to her prim and proper demeanor. She looked up from her laptop, pausing her typing, and addressed the boy.

“Is something wrong, President? If it’s about the cultural festival budget, we can adjust it accordingly, so there shouldn’t be any issues.”

“No! That’s not it. Well, the budget issue is important too, but the issue at hand is far more pressing!”

“And that issue is…?”

“I heard that my beloved Risa-kun is being two-timed…”

“Oh, that thing, huh…”

Her curt response showed her disinterest in the so-called ‘pressing matter,’ and she resumed typing on her laptop without any hint of concern. 

“What kind of response is that?! This is a major problem! To toy with the innocent heart of such a pure and lovely girl—an unprincipled man like that cannot be allowed to exist! As the student council, we must intervene! I’ll personally make him take responsibility! And then, Risa-kun… After she awakened to the meaning of true love, will come running into my arms—”

“Disgusting.”

“Huh?”

“I said, you’re being disgusting, so please stop. Besides, the person in question isn’t even a student at this school. It’s this guy.”

She handed him her smartphone.

“How do you know this?”

“As the vice president, I make it my duty to keep a close ear to the ground regarding all matters in the school. Though, I must admit, it’s partly a hobby of mine to gather information…”

“Then why hasn’t this information reached me? What’s going on—”

“Is there a problem?”

“…Huh?”

“I asked, is there a problem?”

Faced with her deadpan expression, the boy couldn’t withstand the pressure and averted his gaze.

“W-Well then! Let’s take a look at the face of this scoundrel who’s deceiving my dear Risa-kun! Eh? What’s with this picture…?”

As he looked at the photo on her smartphone, the boy’s body began trembling.

“It seems the photo was taken before the start of summer vacation. It was uploaded to her social media, but it’s been deleted already though.”

“That’s not the issue! Who’s the ‘doe-eyed, busty woman’ standing next to this guy? I was told the other party was Misaki Tsukishiro, a second-year student in our school!”

“Maybe that girl is the third person? It seems he’s quite popular despite his looks.”

“A third… Person?”

The boy’s brow twitched.

“Yes. Incidentally, it seems he’ll be attending the cultural festival in our school. Tsukishiro-san was happily talking about it in class, saying something like, ‘My husband is coming.’”

“Husband…?”

“I believe his name is Yuuki Nagumo.”

BANG!!

“Prepare yourself, Yuuki Nagamo… I won’t let someone like you have my beloved Risa-kunnnnnnnnn!”

As the boy seethed with fiery determination, the girl averted her face, her shoulders shaking as if she was holding her laughter.

“So? Where’s Yotsuba? I have a few things to confirm with her regarding the budget.”

The girl wiped her tears of laughter before responding. 

“Oh, she already left.”

“…What? She left?”

“She said she got tired after doing some light cleaning and went home because she was hungry.”

“She… Went home because she was hungry?”

“Yes. She mentioned she was heading to ‘a place where I can eat lots of delicious food’ before leaving, long before you arrived.”

SLAM!!

“Yotsuba, youuuuu….”

The boy slammed his palm onto the desk in frustration.

“She may be the daughter of the president of the Yotsuba Group, but that doesn’t mean she can do whatever she pleases… The next time I see her, I’ll personally teach her what communal life really means—”

“I wouldn’t recommend that.”

“Why not?”

“Because if you do, her bodyguard might take you out.”

“Her… Bodyguard?”

“Oh? You didn’t know about that? Every boy who’s tried confessing to Yotsuba-san has ended up in the nurse’s office.”

“W-What…? This is the first I’ve heard of this…”

“According to their stories, just as they were about to confess, they suddenly blacked out. When they came to their senses, they were all lying in bed. Some even vaguely recalled seeing a woman in a black suit in their hazy memories…”

“That’s ridiculous… No way such an outrageous thing would happen at a normal prefectural high school… Then again, it is the Yotsuba Group…”

“Exactly. The Yotsuba Group.”

“Well… Yotsuba may be a bit quirky, but she always gets the job done, so I’ll let it slide this time.”

“A wise decision.”

“Still, with her looks, it’s surprising she’s never been the subject of love gossip. Is it because of this so-called bodyguard? Or maybe she has someone already…”

“Who knows? That’s beyond me.”

“I see… What kind of guy would she be dating, I wonder…”

“What kind of guy indeed…”

The two gazed out at the darkening window, lost in thought. Then, somewhere else in the same city….

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“Eh…?”

In the third-floor hallway of a single-occupant apartment complex equipped with auto-locks, Yuuki Nagamo, also known as ‘Ossan,’ froze in place. He was holding both his business bag and eco-bag in hand. 

“A gyaru…?”

In front of his own door sat an unfamiliar gyaru in a school uniform. That said, her skirt was very short. That short skirt definitely violated the school’s regulation. The gyaru with loose, wavy, white-blonde long hair had her arms and legs sprawled out limply. With vacant eyes, she let out a raspy, drawn-out groan, “Aaah…”

Though a little bewildered, Yuuki cautiously approached her and called out to her.

“Um… Are you okay?”

“Aaah…?”

The gyaru—her mouth and eyes half-open—locked eyes with Yuuki. It was then that Yuuki noticed something.

“Whoa, so big…”

Her big chest was straining against her school shirt. He could clearly see the outline of her boobs.

“Aaah…?”

“Ah, I’m so sorry!”

Yuuki hastily averted his eyes from her deep cleavage.

“Wait, huh? That skirt pattern…?”

Recognizing the uniform skirt she was wearing, Yuuki decided to ask her. 

“Uh, could it be that you’re a student at XX High School—”

“I’m hungry…”

“Huh? Ah, hey, wait!”

The gyaru suddenly clung to Yuuki’s leg. 

“Feed me…”

“Feed you?!”

“Yeah… Mii-chan… said… If I came here… I can eat lots of delicious food…”

“M-Mii-chan?”

“Mii-chan, my friend… She’s super cute…”

“Huh? Wha-what’s going on hereeeee!?”

Yuuki’s bewildered voice echoed through the otherwise quiet apartment hallway. This was the beginning of his encounter with a new gyaru.  And so, the curtain rose on the biggest event of a high schooler. The cultural festival.

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