Waking Up Engaged to a Cool Yandere Beauty: My Wild Journey with a Love-Obsessed Senior - Episode 2: Friend, It\'s All-Out War in the Restroom
Episode 2: Friend, It’s All-Out War in the Restroom
“Here, say ‘ahhh.'”
“A-ahhh…”
Alone in an empty classroom with a beautiful upperclassman. I can’t deny that the situation had my hopes soaring sky-high.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t wondering if, maybe, just maybe, a kiss might happen.
But!
“Ahh… I-I need to take a break for a bit…”
“Oh? What’s the matter?”
The lunch my senpai prepared for me was absolutely top-notch. The karaage was still crispy and fragrant, even though it had gone cold, and the savory dashimaki tamago seeped into my soul.
But the problem wasn’t the taste.
“You’ve only finished half of the second layer, you know?”
“Haha, yeah, you’re right…”
It wasn’t a two-tier bento box. It was one of those—the massive ones they use for osechi, packed to the brim.
No exaggeration, my stomach was already crying out in agony, making weird noises I’d never heard before.
“Senpai, aren’t you eating anything?”
“Just watching you is more than enough for me.”
No way! Is that even physically possible? Can someone feel full just by watching someone else eat? Well, unless it’s… uh… nighttime “side dishes,” maybe…
“Uh, I’ll just… go pick some flowers real quick.”
“Alright, take your time.”
I hurried to the nearby restroom. Standing before the mirror, I splashed water on my face.
“Ahhh, I’m doomed. This is seriously bad.”
If I somehow managed to finish the entire box, I’d either explode or turn into a rainbow-spraying fountain.
But leaving food uneaten was out of the question. If I did, senpai would probably say…
“Oh my, you’re not going to finish what I made for you? How despicable. What color do you suppose your blood is, dear?”
Death. Certain death, either way.
What to do? I don’t want to die yet! I still dream of crashing a friend’s wedding someday and projecting a slideshow of all their exes as part of the speech.
So, there’s only one option. I grabbed my phone and dialed.
“Help me, my friend! I’ll set up another mixer disguised as a practice match with another school’s club if you save me!”
The restroom door burst open.
“You called, my best friend!”
And in came Akira.
“I’m here to save you, my one and only friend!”
And then Shinji appeared.
“You guys!”
United at last. They say a single arrow can break easily, but a bundle is unyielding.
“So, what’s the emergency, Rei?”
“Yeah, calling us out must mean it’s serious.”
“Here’s the deal…”
After I explained everything, they both sighed and started heading for the door.
“What the heck, man? You’re just bragging.”
“Seriously. Rushed all the way here for this?”
“Hey! I’m fighting for my life here!”
“Sure, sure. Call us when you’re on death’s doorstep next time.”
“Yeah, I haven’t had my midday protein shake yet.”
“Wait!”
Knock, knock. A knock sounded on the door.
“Rei-kun? Are you okay? You’ve been in there for eight minutes and twenty-three seconds.”
“Eek! N-no, I’m fine!”
“Are you sure? Hurry up and finish your lunch. It might not get cold, but if you dawdle, you’ll miss third period.”
“Y-yeah! I’ll be right there!”
Crap. I still don’t have a plan.
“Cute girlfriend’s calling you.”
“Better go.”
“At least hear me out!”
“It’s just a bento. Stop whining and eat it. It’s made with love.”
“Yeah, plus I’m on a low-carb diet, so talking about this is offensive to me.”
“If I could eat it, I would!”
Bang! The door rattled loudly.
“Rei-kun, who are you talking to in there? Surely you’re not on a rendezvous, are you? Whether it’s a guy friend or another girl, you do understand the consequences, right?”
“…”
“…”
“…”
The three of us froze, turning pale.
“Dude, you’ve dragged us into this mess.”
“This is bad. How do we get out of this?”
“Heh. We’re all in this together now.”
“Because of you!”
At least they seemed to understand the gravity of the situation.
“Okay, Shinji. Use your absurd muscles to hold the door. Akira and I will figure something out.”
“Leave it to me. No girl’s strength can match my bulk.”
Shinji struck a muscular pose and grabbed the doorknob firmly.
“So, what’s the plan, Rei?”
“I’ve got it. I’ll climb out the window, scale the wall, and head to the campus store to get some containers. I’ll transfer the bento into them. Genius, right?”
“Smart move for once, Rei.”
“Right?”
“But there’s one problem.”
Akira raised a finger.
“W-what now?”
“This is the third floor. Even if the ground’s soft grass, a fall’s still dangerous. Plus, I’m afraid of heights. You’re on your own.”
“Heh, that’s no issue.”
“No way… You’re not saying…”
Of course, I’d anticipated this.
“I used to do parkour.”
This was my secret skill, something even my parents didn’t know.
“Hah? So what? That doesn’t mean you can get us all out.”
“Nope. Just me. You’re on your own!”
“Y-you traitor!”
Serves them right for not taking me seriously earlier!
“Later, losers! Hold them off for me!”
I threw the window open.
“Wh-what power is this?!”
“Huh?”
The door started to give way. Shinji, despite his immense strength, was losing ground.
“Oh, the door’s so heavy.”
No way! This can’t be happening! That muscle-bound tank, who could deadlift 200 kilograms, was… losing!?
“Rei, this is bad!”
“Shinji! Hold it!”
If that door opens, it’s game over. Forget parkour—I won’t even have time to escape!
“Everyone! Lend me your strength! Cheer for these muscles!”
At that moment, Shinji truly looked like the protagonist of a shonen manga.
“Alright!”
“You got this!”
Akira and I set aside our differences and cheered in unison.
“Nice bulk!”
“Thanks, guys. Here I go!”
But just as victory seemed within reach…
“The door really is heavy.”
“Ugh… such… overwhelming… power…! I… can’t…”
“Shinji!”
With a final push, the door swung open, and Shinji was flung backward, crashing out the window.
“Did… did he just…?”
“Yeah. He’s done for. Forget we saw anything.”
“…Finally, it’s open. Oh my, Rei-kun. Why are you just standing there? And your friend… who was it again?”
“A-Akira. Isaka Akira. Same major, same tennis club as me.”
Akira awkwardly bowed, his face twitching.
“Nice to meet you… I guess.”
“Right. Well then, what’s this situation?”
Senpai surveyed the restroom.
“Uh… uh…”
God, if there’s any mercy left in the universe, let me survive this. Amen.
“Rei-kun, are you okay? The door must’ve been stuck, right? That’s why you couldn’t open it?”
“Y-yeah! That’s it!”
“What? Not mad?”
“Hush. Take the win,” Akira whispered, elbowing me.
“R-right…”
In the end, it seems Shinji’s sacrifice was necessary. Rest in peace, Shinji.
“Rei-kun? Is something wrong? Could it be…?”
Gradually, a sense of doubt began to appear in Senpai’s eyes.
“No, no! That’s not it! The door was just too heavy, and no matter what I did, it wouldn’t open! And, by the way, Senpai, how did you manage to open it…?”
“…Heh. Nothing that stands in the way of you and me is an enemy. Now, shall we go back to the classroom?”
“Y-Yes.”
I was saved. I let out a sigh of relief. But at the same time, my heart sank.
Was the battle still not over?
I saluted the fallen comrades in my heart and headed toward the classroom.
“…Ugh.”
The cream-colored curtains fluttered. Across from me, Senpai, cool yet somehow looking pleased, was staring at me.
Ah, this is it. I had already crossed the line a couple of times. My hand holding the chopsticks was beginning to tremble. I had already eaten through half of the third tier of the bento, and the goal was finally in sight, but…
“Fuu…”
And yet, my fingers wouldn’t move. Senpai seemed to sense something was wrong.
“Rei-kun. If you’re struggling to eat, please let me know. This time… I might have made a little too much, I think…”
I could see the anxiety in her eyes.
Ah, I see now.
Senpai, while stunningly beautiful, had an aura of intelligence that seemed to distance everyone, which made me think she wouldn’t care about such things.
But in truth, she was probably more normal than anyone else.
It made sense for her to be worried about feeding someone else her cooking, and how much it would hurt her if I said the food wasn’t good or if I left any behind.
“Senpai… I’m sorry.”
“Eh? Why are you apologizing, Rei-kun?”
It was such a simple thing, and yet I hadn’t noticed it until now.
“Take this!”
I slapped my own cheek hard.
“W-What’s going on? Why the sudden…?”
“No, I was about to give up, so I just needed to snap myself out of it!”
“I knew it… It was too much, wasn’t it?”
“Piece of cake! Piece of cake! It’s so delicious, I can finish it easily.”
If I didn’t eat it, then I might as well be dead.
“…Mm. Thank you. You’re really kind, Rei-kun.”
“No, no, any guy would be kind to a beautiful Senpai like you.”
“That’s true. You were kind last night too, Rei-kun.”
Pffft! I choked. If it weren’t for the miso soup Senpai made, I would’ve probably spewed it out like a fountain.
“R-Really…?”
It couldn’t be, right? She’s joking, right? I don’t even remember that happening.
“It’s true. Although you probably forgot by now.”
“…Excuse me, could you explain everything in detail? If possible, could you tell me what happened from when we met yesterday until this morning?”
When I asked, Senpai’s face turned bright red, and she looked away.
“Well… It’s difficult for me to say it out loud…”
Ah, no. This means it really did happen.
But, well…
“Y-Yeah, that’s understandable. Heh…”
Even if nothing happened yesterday, even if I didn’t remember, if she made me food, the least I could do as a man was eat it all.
Looking at Senpai’s face, I genuinely thought that in my heart.
That was how my lunch break went.
But as for me yesterday… I might as well be dead.
What did I do?
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