When I found out about the student council president's secret, she became my exclusive maid [Haitus] - Chapter 14 - Changing Seats Sucks!

One day, I suddenly discovered that a fairy was living next door by some coincidence.

There were various things that I discovered about her and one of them was that she wakes up early in the morning and sleeps late at night.

Because I live close to school, I usually wake up around 8am. I don’t eat breakfast and just make it to school in the nick of time.

That day, I woke up before 7am, was because I needed to pee. Even though I had woken up, my brain hadn’t fully awakened, and I stumbled to the bathroom in a daze.

In the quiet morning, I faintly heard the sound of the next door’s door opening. Then, I heard small footsteps approaching my apartment which soon headed towards the elevator.

If I hadn’t known that Ohira Yuki was my neighbor, I wouldn’t have been conscious of her. However, a little curiosity sparked, so I rubbed my half-opened eyelids and peeked through the small opening of the front door only to see that Ohira Yuki was standing with her back straight while she was waiting for the elevator. I also noticed that she was glancing around looking out for other people even though there was no soul so early in the morning.

This time was not yet 7 AM. It meant that she was heading to school at a time when I was usually still sleeping.

I didn’t know if the student council president’s work was falling behind or not, but this was something I could imitate.

And the late-night hours were when I saw Ohira Yuki entering the apartment when I went to buy juice from the vending machine under the building. It was around past 10 PM when I saw her coming back from work.

Although every day is not exactly the same, I can’t help but admire her for leading a busy life.

Of course, she doesn’t have time to make a boyfriend.

Or rather, does she have time to take care of me?

Well, it’s fine if she doesn’t. I don’t plan on telling anyone my secret.

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“Alright, it’s time to change seats.”

Several days have passed since the end of summer vacation.

The school had resumed its usual classes, and the days had been dragging on lazily. In the midst of all this, the homeroom teacher, a gentle and laid-back person named Nekoshiba-sensei, announced that in the first homeroom period after summer vacation it was time to change seats.

“Yay!”

“Awesome!”

“No way!”

Various reactions filled the classroom.

Personally, I was just glad because I was in the dead center of the classroom, which was likely an unlucky seat.

In the midst of the buzzing 2-F class, Sensei took out an empty box.

“To tell you the truth, I made some lots earlier. Would everyone like to draw the lots?”

There were shouts of agreement, and our class decided to choose seats by drawing lots.

“Sensei?”

As Sensei cheerfully mixed up the lots, Yuki Ohira stood up and walked to the front of the classroom.

“I’ll help.”

“Thank you, Ohira-san.”

“Then, I’ll draw the seating plan on the blackboard.”

“Please do.”

Ohira drew a square shape freehand and added several straight lines inside. In no time, a simple seating plan was completed, with the numbers being assigned randomly.

“Now, who will go first?”

Everyone’s hands shot up, so Sensei said, “Okay, then Yasaki-san and Tono-kun will play rock-paper-scissors. Whoever wins will start at the front by the window, and the other will start at the back by the hallway.”

There was excitement as everyone watched the game of rock-paper-scissors, but it didn’t matter to me who won, since I was right in the center of the classroom.

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The result of the seat change was the best I could possibly think of.

I got the seat just before the very back, by the window. Sometimes, teachers would say things like, “Teachers always pay close attention to the students in the back,” as if celebrating from the back row. But the psychological liberation is vastly different from the front row. The front row is too close to the teacher, which makes me uncomfortable, but being in the very back where there is distance from the teacher is advantageous in various ways, even if I were to be scolded. Also, by not being in the very back, I can avoid being asked to collect things from the back side of the classroom, so I boasted the fact that I luckily got my hands on the golden seat.

But there is something that worries me.

“It smells fishy. Could it be…?”

“Yes?”

In the back row sitting just beside me, was none other than Yuki Ohira, the Fairy Queen Titania.

“I don’t think you’ve done anything, but… did you set this up?”

“Hehehe~.”

Apparently it was just as I thought. She had a suspicious grin on her face.

“Did I get caught?”

Immediately confessing on the spot that she was the one behind the seating arrangement, she explained her actions with a smile like that of a girl who had been caught playing a prank.

“It was easy to set up. Everyone trusts me, after all.”

“You’re too devious.”

“Please say whatever you like. We made a contract, but I still cannot trust you 100%. It may be limited to the class, but I thought I would keep an eye on things as much as I could. I resorted to somewhat rough measures, but—”

“But, by doing this, it seems like your weaknesses have increased?”

I was silent for a few seconds after pointing this out.

“Of course, if I were to reveal this, it would be a violation of our contract, and a period would be put on your life. So please be careful.”

I had not thought of anything to do about her wrongdoing.

“Are you tired or something?”

It should have been obvious with a little bit of thought. Perhaps she had accumulated fatigue from her position as student council president and working part-time at a maid cafe.

“Thank you for your concern. However, I am not so tired as to be worried by you.”

“I see. Well, don’t push yourself too hard.”

I said only that and turned my face back forward.

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