In the back of the school building, I was surrounded by a group of girls wearing sunglasses and large black crow masks.
“We are from the group that watches over Sakura-kun. We’ve been watching over him since he was a freshman. Saionji-san, you are dating him, aren’t you?”
Not at all. I shook my head.
“We’ve already confirmed that you’ve been meeting with him secretly.”
“Huh?”
“We’ve discussed this emergency.”
“What kind of discussion?”
“Our……We sorted out our feelings for him and discussed them with each other. As it turned out, there were very few of us who had the kind of love that would allow us to deal with him personally.”
“Oh, is it like that? Why?”
The voices of several people mingled together at once at my honest question.
” Some pretty girls have been rejected too… I can’t do it anyway and I don’t feel like trying.”
“Sakura-kun is sacred! I don’t want to go out with him at all!”
“I want to see him up close, but I don’t think we’ll get along and I don’t want to go out with him.”
“I’m a fan of Sakura-kun, but if possible, I would like a boy to go out with him!”
“I just like his face! I have a boyfriend at another school.”
“Me too, And I like Yamamoto-kun.”
Several voices said different things at once, and some of them were questionable.
But the common view was that he was for viewing only, or that he was treated as common property.
A small, chubby member of the group standing beside the leader suddenly shouted loudly, “But !” and everyone fell silent.
The leader nodded softly.
“But we couldn’t allow any of us to go out with him. According to our code, no loose ends are allowed. Intervention in his private life is strictly forbidden. Do not ask him for his contact information unless he asks for it himself. Anyone who tried to ask him for his contact information in the past was severely punished and left in the dark.”
“Ah right”
In other words, you don’t want to be in a relationship with him, but you don’t want to allow anyone around you to slip past you either. And you don’t want him to be anyone else’s. …… That’s rather selfish. And what’s with the punishment, it’s scary.
“But after a long, long discussion, Saionji-san, we have concluded that you can be forgiven.”
Why is that…….?
“We approve of you. You are the right woman to stand next to Sakura-kun. More than one person commented that it would be a shame to interfere with his happiness.”
I don’t want to be approved and I don’t even know what they’re talking about.
“In the meantime, I want you to promise us one thing.”
“What is it?”
“First of all, regarding forty-nine boyfriends ……”
The girl next to the leader poked her elbow, looked at her notebook, and corrected her, “Fifty”.
“Oh, really. I want you to break up with your fifty boyfriends and only have a serious relationship with Sakura-kun.”
Who the hell are you talking about when you say they meet in secret or have fifty boyfriends……?
“I don’t have a boyfriend. ……”
“Can it be interpreted as a breakup of all of that and becoming devoted to Sakura-kun. ……?”
No, that’s not what I meant. There’s never been any. I mean, Sakura-kun and I are only on the same class committee. He’s not very good with me either, and I try to stay away from him. Why am I getting involved in all this?
I tried to interrupt them, but they were whispering to each other and agreeing on their own.
“As I said earlier, we, the group that watches over Sakura-kun, are on your side. However, in the process of discussion, a few people who were not on your side were separated. The newly formed Sakura Souji-Love-Federation is small in number but includes some radicals. These women really love him. We will protect you in the shadows, but please be careful.”
I was rather confused about what she was saying.
While I was in a daze, I heard a voice from the direction the group had left.
“Aren’t you Kawai? Hahahaha! What’s with you and your masks! You look like an evil organization!”
Masuda-sensei’s voice rang out in laughter.
Apparently, the leader of the watchdog group was Kawai-san from the same class as me. I had a hunch about that.
A little before the classroom, I saw the group from before and rushed over to them.
“Wait! Wait, Kawai-san.”
“Ah… Please don’t call me by name when I’m dressed like that, it’s embarrassing.”
If you’re aware that it is embarrassing, don’t do it in the first place. ……
“There seems to be a misunderstanding, but I don’t really like Sakura-kun.”
“E ~eee~eee!!”
“Sa, Saionji-san, you don’t like Sakura-kun?”
“No way!”
The people around me were all in an uproar. Even more people have gathered. I can hear them whispering. Is it really that surprising?
“Saionji-san doesn’t seem to like Sakura-kun.”
“Or maybe she dislikes him.”
“She hates him.”
The information is blatantly distorted and propagated right in front of my eyes.
It wasn’t that I hated him, but when I tried to explain it to her, she said, “You do like him after all,” and I had a strong feeling that it would be troublesome again, so I kept quiet.
“Ah, Sakura-kun.”
When I heard a voice, I looked over and saw Sakura Souji walking towards us with his usual calm face and straight back.
Ah, I’m sure he overheard us.
Even if he didn’t hear, it’s only a matter of time before the misunderstood information is conveyed to him.
But it’s hard to make an excuse. If I try to explain now, things will definitely get complicated.
Hate was not the right word, but it was true that I was not good with him.
Sakura-kun turned his calm and sharp gaze to me for a moment but immediately turned his head forward as if nothing had happened.
Yes, yes. This person has always treated me as if I were nothing, and never let me into his sight. He has always acted as if I was a bit of a nuisance to him.
Although I felt a little bad because I found out that it wasn’t something that would lead to any ill will after I was saved from being hit in the face by a ball and did some committee work together. There were many girls around him and he wouldn’t care that much if one of the girls hated him.
I think so. But if I were in the same position, I think I would be a little depressed. You might think about why they don’t like you, even though you didn’t do anything.
At least, I felt guilty and depressed.
Unfortunately, there was a regular meeting of the class committee after school that day.
Sakura-kun always goes to the places he wants without inviting me. It’s not a friendly situation. At least the other kids on the committee are going together.
We walked into the classroom and sat next to each other side by side.
I thought I was being too friendly, so I sat a little farther away, but the teacher told me to sit with the class pair.
Somehow, I can’t look at the person next to me even more than usual.
I wonder if I should apologize. No, it’s not like I said anything directly. Is that weird too? If I talk to him in a friendly way now, he’ll feel like I’m being sarcastic. As I kept thinking about it, I couldn’t even hear what the teacher said.
I felt like crying, even though I was the one who had done something horrible, so I kept trying to hold back my tears.
When I came to my senses, the regular meeting was over.
I was startled by the sound of Sakura-kun next to me leaving his seat.
Without even looking at me, he quickly left the classroom with good posture, as if in a hurry.
I watched his back and sniffed.
I think Sakura-kun originally disliked me more than I disliked him. He doesn’t care about me at all.
It’s a little easier to think of it that way, but it also made me feel sad.
Because that means that it doesn’t matter at all whether I’m here or not, or what I think.
It’s the same whether I’m there or not.
That’s very sad.
As I was getting depressed, my phone shook.
There is no one else who would contact me at this time.
I hurriedly hid in the shadows and pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that it was Nekura-kun after all.
[I’m here now, but have you gone home yet?]
I tapped my phone very quickly.
[I’ll be right there.]
I was in such a hurry that I was unaware if a sea creature had been summoned, and I ran to the second library. (TN: Not sure what she meant about the summoning part. might be an idiom)
I have a friend who cares about me.
In the back of the school building, I was surrounded by a group of girls wearing sunglasses and large black crow masks.
“We are from the group that watches over Sakura-kun. We’ve been watching over him since he was a freshman. Saionji-san, you are dating him, aren’t you?”
Not at all. I shook my head.
“We’ve already confirmed that you’ve been meeting with him secretly.”
“Huh?”
“We’ve discussed this emergency.”
“What kind of discussion?”
“Our……We sorted out our feelings for him and discussed them with each other. As it turned out, there were very few of us who had the kind of love that would allow us to deal with him personally.”
“Oh, is it like that? Why?”
The voices of several people mingled together at once at my honest question.
” Some pretty girls have been rejected too… I can’t do it anyway and I don’t feel like trying.”
“Sakura-kun is sacred! I don’t want to go out with him at all!”
“I want to see him up close, but I don’t think we’ll get along and I don’t want to go out with him.”
“I’m a fan of Sakura-kun, but if possible, I would like a boy to go out with him!”
“I just like his face! I have a boyfriend at another school.”
“Me too, And I like Yamamoto-kun.”
Several voices said different things at once, and some of them were questionable.
But the common view was that he was for viewing only, or that he was treated as common property.
A small, chubby member of the group standing beside the leader suddenly shouted loudly, “But !” and everyone fell silent.
The leader nodded softly.
“But we couldn’t allow any of us to go out with him. According to our code, no loose ends are allowed. Intervention in his private life is strictly forbidden. Do not ask him for his contact information unless he asks for it himself. Anyone who tried to ask him for his contact information in the past was severely punished and left in the dark.”
“Ah right”
In other words, you don’t want to be in a relationship with him, but you don’t want to allow anyone around you to slip past you either. And you don’t want him to be anyone else’s. …… That’s rather selfish. And what’s with the punishment, it’s scary.
“But after a long, long discussion, Saionji-san, we have concluded that you can be forgiven.”
Why is that…….?
“We approve of you. You are the right woman to stand next to Sakura-kun. More than one person commented that it would be a shame to interfere with his happiness.”
I don’t want to be approved and I don’t even know what they’re talking about.
“In the meantime, I want you to promise us one thing.”
“What is it?”
“First of all, regarding forty-nine boyfriends ……”
The girl next to the leader poked her elbow, looked at her notebook, and corrected her, “Fifty”.
“Oh, really. I want you to break up with your fifty boyfriends and only have a serious relationship with Sakura-kun.”
Who the hell are you talking about when you say they meet in secret or have fifty boyfriends……?
“I don’t have a boyfriend. ……”
“Can it be interpreted as a breakup of all of that and becoming devoted to Sakura-kun. ……?”
No, that’s not what I meant. There’s never been any. I mean, Sakura-kun and I are only on the same class committee. He’s not very good with me either, and I try to stay away from him. Why am I getting involved in all this?
I tried to interrupt them, but they were whispering to each other and agreeing on their own.
“As I said earlier, we, the group that watches over Sakura-kun, are on your side. However, in the process of discussion, a few people who were not on your side were separated. The newly formed Sakura Souji-Love-Federation is small in number but includes some radicals. These women really love him. We will protect you in the shadows, but please be careful.”
I was rather confused about what she was saying.
While I was in a daze, I heard a voice from the direction the group had left.
“Aren’t you Kawai? Hahahaha! What’s with you and your masks! You look like an evil organization!”
Masuda-sensei’s voice rang out in laughter.
Apparently, the leader of the watchdog group was Kawai-san from the same class as me. I had a hunch about that.
A little before the classroom, I saw the group from before and rushed over to them.
“Wait! Wait, Kawai-san.”
“Ah… Please don’t call me by name when I’m dressed like that, it’s embarrassing.”
If you’re aware that it is embarrassing, don’t do it in the first place. ……
“There seems to be a misunderstanding, but I don’t really like Sakura-kun.”
“E ~eee~eee!!”
“Sa, Saionji-san, you don’t like Sakura-kun?”
“No way!”
The people around me were all in an uproar. Even more people have gathered. I can hear them whispering. Is it really that surprising?
“Saionji-san doesn’t seem to like Sakura-kun.”
“Or maybe she dislikes him.”
“She hates him.”
The information is blatantly distorted and propagated right in front of my eyes.
It wasn’t that I hated him, but when I tried to explain it to her, she said, “You do like him after all,” and I had a strong feeling that it would be troublesome again, so I kept quiet.
“Ah, Sakura-kun.”
When I heard a voice, I looked over and saw Sakura Souji walking towards us with his usual calm face and straight back.
Ah, I’m sure he overheard us.
Even if he didn’t hear, it’s only a matter of time before the misunderstood information is conveyed to him.
But it’s hard to make an excuse. If I try to explain now, things will definitely get complicated.
Hate was not the right word, but it was true that I was not good with him.
Sakura-kun turned his calm and sharp gaze to me for a moment but immediately turned his head forward as if nothing had happened.
Yes, yes. This person has always treated me as if I were nothing, and never let me into his sight. He has always acted as if I was a bit of a nuisance to him.
Although I felt a little bad because I found out that it wasn’t something that would lead to any ill will after I was saved from being hit in the face by a ball and did some committee work together. There were many girls around him and he wouldn’t care that much if one of the girls hated him.
I think so. But if I were in the same position, I think I would be a little depressed. You might think about why they don’t like you, even though you didn’t do anything.
At least, I felt guilty and depressed.
Unfortunately, there was a regular meeting of the class committee after school that day.
Sakura-kun always goes to the places he wants without inviting me. It’s not a friendly situation. At least the other kids on the committee are going together.
We walked into the classroom and sat next to each other side by side.
I thought I was being too friendly, so I sat a little farther away, but the teacher told me to sit with the class pair.
Somehow, I can’t look at the person next to me even more than usual.
I wonder if I should apologize. No, it’s not like I said anything directly. Is that weird too? If I talk to him in a friendly way now, he’ll feel like I’m being sarcastic. As I kept thinking about it, I couldn’t even hear what the teacher said.
I felt like crying, even though I was the one who had done something horrible, so I kept trying to hold back my tears.
When I came to my senses, the regular meeting was over.
I was startled by the sound of Sakura-kun next to me leaving his seat.
Without even looking at me, he quickly left the classroom with good posture, as if in a hurry.
I watched his back and sniffed.
I think Sakura-kun originally disliked me more than I disliked him. He doesn’t care about me at all.
It’s a little easier to think of it that way, but it also made me feel sad.
Because that means that it doesn’t matter at all whether I’m here or not, or what I think.
It’s the same whether I’m there or not.
That’s very sad.
As I was getting depressed, my phone shook.
There is no one else who would contact me at this time.
I hurriedly hid in the shadows and pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that it was Nekura-kun after all.
[I’m here now, but have you gone home yet?]
I tapped my phone very quickly.
[I’ll be right there.]
I was in such a hurry that I was unaware if a sea creature had been summoned, and I ran to the second library. (TN: Not sure what she meant about the summoning part. might be an idiom)
I have a friend who cares about me.
