The Scariest Delinquent Girl In The Entire School, Rumored To Be Terrifying, Ended Up Sitting Next To Me. I Thought My School Life Was Over, But It Turns Out She's Actually An Incredibly Sweet Person. On Top Of That, She's A Stunning Beauty With Blonde Hair, Blue Eyes, And A Curvaceous Figure—A Triple Threat! - Chapter 1: The Truth About The Rumored Yankee Girl.

The Truth About The Rumored Yankee Girl.

I, Kuroda Yukio, am just an ordinary high school boy, the kind you can find anywhere—nothing special about me.

I don’t stand out in class.

But I’m not a loner either.

I’m truly an average existence.

However, I’ve grown comfortable with this position, and I thought to myself that if I could just get through high school peacefully, it would be fine.

Then, in the spring of my second year, an incident happened.

“No way… I’m in the same class as Tachibana Haruka,” said Todo Hidehiko, someone I had a long-standing, complicated relationship with since entering high school, after looking at the posted list of new class assignments.

“Who’s that? From the name, they sound like a graceful person…”

“You don’t know? She’s the scariest girl in the entire grade.”

“Is she a delinquent or something?”

“Yeah, something like that.”

“Now that you mention it, I think I’ve heard rumors about her…”

“Well, Yukio, you’ve never really paid attention to that kind of gossip,” Hidehiko said.

“There’s no point in worrying. Let’s just head to our new class for now.”

Fortunately, Hidehiko and I were placed in the same class.

Together, we climbed the stairs and stepped into our new classroom, 2-B.

“Is the seating arrangement alphabetical or something?”

“No, it doesn’t look like it. There’s something written on the blackboard.”

There, the seating order for the new class was displayed.

The other students were also moving around restlessly, glancing at it.

“Let’s see… I’m… Ugh, I’m in the front row?”

“Oh, I’m in the back. Lucky me!”

“What? This bastard. You switch with me…”

Before Hidehiko could finish, he suddenly fell silent, looking stunned.

“What’s wrong?”

“Your seat… next to you…”

Hidehiko pointed at the seating chart, trembling, and I looked at it again.

“Oh, Tachibana Haruka is sitting next to me.”

I muttered this casually, but suddenly, the class buzzed.

“No way, Tachibana is next to you?”

“You’re done for.”

“How unfortunate.”

For some reason, I was receiving sympathy from classmates I hadn’t even really met yet.

Is Tachibana Haruka really that scary?

Even if she’s a delinquent, she’s the same age as me.

I don’t think there’s any reason to be that scared…

Just then, the door to the classroom swung open with a loud sound.

“Hey, take your seats!”

Our new homeroom teacher said, and we all sat down.

“Alright, let’s see… everyone’s here… ah, Tachibana is late,” the teacher said with a weary tone.

The room immediately became abuzz.

“As expected of a delinquent girl.”

“Seriously, how did she even manage to advance to the next grade?”

“That’s true.”

Everyone seemed to be talking about her like this, so is she really that bad of a girl?

“Well, it can’t be helped. Now, let’s start the morning homeroom…”

Bang!

The door at the front of the classroom swung open with force.

A girl with dazzling blonde hair stepped in.

The class, which had been noisy just moments before, immediately fell silent.

“…Sorry, I’m late,” the blonde-haired girl said.

“Ah, yes… Tachibana, your seat is… right there,” the teacher pointed to the vacant seat next to me.

The blonde-haired girl nodded and slowly walked towards it.

Even though no one was blocking her way, the students near the aisle quickly moved aside as she passed by.

Then, she came to sit next to me.

For some reason, our eyes met.

“…Huh, her eyes are blue?”

I couldn’t help but voice my surprise, and she glared at me sharply.

Honestly, her gaze was so intense I almost felt like I might freeze in place.

And, to add on, her chest was quite… imposing as well.

Maybe I still had a little composure left, or maybe my hormones as an adolescent boy were just that ridiculous.

“Alright, let’s get back on track and start morning homeroom,” the teacher said, and the first homeroom session of the class began in an unusually tense atmosphere.

***

Why had I not recognized just how dangerous she was?

As Hidehiko had said, I’m somewhat out of touch with common sense and general social knowledge.

So, up until now, not knowing about her existence was probably a blessing.

No, in this situation, it might actually be more of a curse.

At any rate, my peaceful school life had collapsed with a resounding crash.

“Alright, so this equation is…”

I couldn’t really focus on the lesson.

Starting the new school year like this was a disaster.

I’m not exactly a top student or anything, but I’d like to avoid barely passing.

I want to at least be able to get the average score consistently.

Then, I noticed something strange about Tachibana-san next to me.

(…She doesn’t have her textbook.)

Did she forget it?

She was staring down at her desk with her head lowered, looking intimidating.

Maybe she has some invisible textbook only she can see… but that’s ridiculous.

What should I do? Should I offer to share my textbook?

But, if I say something, she might snap at me.

Besides, I already messed up at the very start by saying something stupid and getting that glare from her.

Maybe she already dislikes me.

Then, sensing my nervousness, Tachibana-san glared at me again.

I jumped in shock.

And yeah, her eyes are still blue.

Contact lenses? Are those contact lenses? Seriously, is she a gal or a delinquent?

“…What?”

Tachibana-san glared at me as she spoke.

I swallowed nervously and said, “Well… um, if you’d like, I can show you my textbook…”

In my fear, I ended up saying it with a nervous grin.

Her gaze sharpened even further.

This is bad—if she says something like, Are you looking down on me, huh!?

“…Seriously?” she responded with a slightly surprised tone.

“Huh? Oh, yeah,” I nodded quickly.

Tachibana-san stared at me with her blue eyes for a moment. Then, she gently pushed her desk next to mine.

“…Thanks.”

“Huh? Oh, well… you’re welcome.”

I gave a confused response.

Now that she was closer, I couldn’t help but take another look at her face.

Her gaze was sharp and intimidating, but her features were strikingly beautiful.

Her chest was, indeed, quite large.

She had the kind of looks that would make her popular… but…

“What’s wrong?”

“No, it’s nothing.”

I was on edge the entire time until the class ended, my heart racing the whole time.

By the time lunch break arrived, I was completely drained.

“Well… what can I say… good job.”

“Thanks, Hidehiko.”

“Anyway, let’s go grab lunch. Oh, are you bringing your own bento?”

“No, I think I’ll go to the cafeteria…”

I stood up.

“Hey.”

Suddenly, I was called from the side.

When I turned around, Tachibana-san was standing there, arms crossed, staring at me.

“What… what is it?”

“Let me borrow you for a minute.”

Those words shattered the little bit of relief I had felt, and my mental state crumbled.

“Well, I was going to go eat with Hidehiko…”

“Is that a problem?”

Yikes! She’s way too scary!

“I-I didn’t mean it like that…”

As I stumbled over my words, Tachibana-san spoke again.

“Hey, Yukio. Right now, it’s better for you to just do what she says.”

“Hidehiko, help me!”

“Sorry, I can’t do anything.”

A hand lightly rested on my shoulder as Hidehiko spoke.

This guy really just abandoned me so easily.

“Hey, Kuroda… right? Hurry up and come.”

“…Alright, I understand.”

I lowered my head and followed Tachibana-san.

“Poor guy.”

“Looks like he’s been made her lackey.”

“His school life is basically over.”

Damn it, they’re saying whatever they want.

I couldn’t help but feel both bitter and envious of the classmates who avoided this situation.

“Good luck, Yukio.”

Hidehiko, you too.

“Hey, Kuroda.”

“Y-Yes?”

I hurried to catch up to Tachibana-san.

***

I was brought to the rooftop.

Tachibana-san, with her back turned to me, made me wonder what kind of demand she would make next.

I was terrified.

“Hey, Kuroda. Jump off from here.”

What would I do if she said that?

Surely, she wouldn’t say something like that, right? Right?

“Looks like no one’s here. Just the two of us.”

Tachibana-san suddenly spoke, and I flinched.

“Ah, yeah. But… what do you plan to do with just the two of us?”

Could it be a one-on-one fight?

I’m not a delinquent or a yankee! Please, spare me!

“Oh, there’s a bench over there. Kuroda, come sit.”

“Ah, okay.”

“Alright, sit down.”

“Yes.”

I shut off my thoughts and became nothing more than a machine, moving only as Tachibana-san instructed.

Then, she sat down beside me.

“Hey, Kuroda.”

“Y-yes?”

“Thanks for showing me your textbook earlier in class. This is my way of saying thank you.”

“Sorry! Sorry! Please, just spare my life… huh?”

As I spoke, I realized that Tachibana-san was holding something wrapped in a cute package.

“Um, what’s that…?”

When I asked, she began to unwrap the package.

With a snap, she opened the lid, revealing a beautiful assortment of food.

“Is… is that a lunch?”

“Yeah. I heard you were going to buy something, so I thought you should eat something more nutritious.”

“By the way, did… did your mom make this?”

“No, I did. My parents are overseas, and I live alone.”

“Wait, really?”

“Yeah.”

“By the way, can I ask you just one more question?”

“Is it about my eyes?”

“Uh, yeah.”

“They’re not colored contacts. They’re real, just like my hair color.”

“Wait, does that mean…?”

“Yeah. I’m half. My dad’s English, and my mom’s Japanese. So my full name is Tachibana Mary Haruka.”

For the first time, Tachibana-san smiled.

“…Sorry. Everyone was saying you’re the scariest delinquent in the grade, so I just assumed…”

“Well, it’s understandable. With my look, it’s hard to blame you. The teachers know my situation, though, so it’s fine. I’m kind of shy, or rather, bad at talking.”

Tachibana-san said with a wry smile.

“…I’m sorry for jumping to conclusions and saying something rude.”

“No, don’t worry about it. Honestly, I’m glad. Most people are too scared of me to offer anything like that, so it was nice of you.”

“Tachibana-san…”

“Oh, and by the way, you were sneaking a glance at my chest earlier, weren’t you?”

I felt a sudden jolt of panic.

“S-sorry!”

“Haha, don’t worry, I’m not mad. They’re big, after all. I’ve got my dad’s genes to thank for that,” Haruka said, lifting them slightly as if to emphasize the point.

“If you want, you can touch them.”

“What? No, no, I couldn’t possibly!”

“You’re funny, Yukio,” she giggled. “Oh, sorry, I just called you by your name without asking.”

“Oh, that’s fine. Wait, you know my name?”

“It was written on the blackboard.”

“Oh, right.”

“Then, you can call me Haruka too.”

“Uh, it feels kind of embarrassing, though.”

“Then just when we’re alone, okay?”

Her radiant smile made my heart skip a beat.

“…Ha-Haruka.”

“Thanks.”

She leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Wh-what? Oh… uh… so this is, you know, like a greeting in foreign countries, right?”

“This is Japan, though.”

“Uh, well, then…”

“I’m pretty straightforward, you know. I think I’ve already fallen for you, Yukio.”

“W-wha…?”

“So, why don’t we just start dating?”

Golden hair, blue eyes, and a large chest.

If a half-Japanese, half-English beauty with these three traits confessed to you, no one would normally turn her down.

But the gap between her and me is just too wide, it’s hard to say we’re even on the same level…

“Do you really not like girls like me?”

As I hesitated to answer, Haruka’s expression fell, her face becoming slightly downcast.

“No, I’d really love to go out with you… but I just can’t find the confidence. I feel like there’s too big of a gap between you and me.”

“You don’t have to worry about that. Yukio, you’re a really charming guy yourself.”

“Heh, you’re the first one to ever say something like that.”

I forced a bitter smile.

“Well, here’s what we’ll do. Let’s spend some time together, and if you feel convinced, make me your girlfriend.”

“Eh, but…”

“Of course, if during that time, you end up liking someone else, feel free to turn me down.”

“I couldn’t do something so selfish. If you realized just how amazing you are, Haruka, you’d end up with a guy much more attractive than me.”

“For me, the most attractive guy is the one right in front of me.”

Haruka puffed her cheeks slightly, looking a bit upset.

I was left speechless, my mouth moving without words.

Then, Haruka placed her finger on her lips.

She gently pressed her finger to her own lips as well.

“Someday, I hope our lips will meet like this.”

My mind was nearing its limit, overwhelmed by the sweet lines that no girl had ever said to me before.

“Ah, Yukio.”

“W-what?”

“If we don’t eat our lunch soon, it’ll get cold.”

“Y-yeah, you’re right.”

“How about I feed you?”

“No, that’s fine.”

“Don’t be shy♡.”

Her smile made me fluster, and despite my embarrassment, I experienced my very first ‘ah, ahn’ from a girl.