After a short spring break, I entered my second year of high school.
The cherry blossoms soon fell, and my green daily life began as if nothing had happened. However, life is just a little bit new.
One of the most notable changes was the change of classes. In our school, students are sorted according to their academic ability from the second year. Yabusaka and I, who had originally just barely made it in, were further apart in class.
In my new class, there was the “Ice Princess” Saionji Yuria.
She still exudes a divine aura. The guys around her were gazing at her without even talking to her. The girls sometimes glanced at her and let out a sigh. I was impressed.
The atmosphere of the new class was not bad. It wasn’t too noisy, not too quiet, and it seemed cheerful.
A few of the boys immediately got into a circle and started laughing. They seemed to be having fun.
When I tried to move away, I bumped my shoulder against someone and saw that it was Saionji-san, who had moved away before I knew it. I was so unsettled that I couldn’t speak, and she let out a small voice.
“I’m sorry.”
Wow, she spoke! She moved!
My breathing became so thin that all I could do was shake my head in silence as if to say, “Don’t worry about it”.
She wasn’t angry, and she didn’t look uncomfortable, but it was hard to get close to her. I made up my mind to stay away from her as much as possible. I feel like we live in different worlds.
And yet, unfortunately, I was unanimously chosen to be on the class committee with her.
Why?
Isn’t the class president supposed to be someone who is more popular and can organize people? I wondered if I could do such a thing.
When I lined up in front of the teacher, Saionji-san said, ” Please take care of me,” and I managed to give a small nod. I was worried that I would move like a strange doll.
I’m not good with girls, but when I’m in front of this person, I can’t speak at all. I can’t even make eye contact with other girls, but I can’t even focus on the figure itself. It’s almost frightening.
“Okay, okay. It’s settled. You guys come to the staff room later.”
My homeroom teacher was the hairy, stocky, gorilla-like Masuda-sensei. It was an oasis in this school, where most teachers were somewhat sophisticated.
When I said “yes,” I heard Saionji-san reply from a little behind me, “Yes”.
I headed for the staff room as I was told during break time. I didn’t know if it was natural for me to go with Saionji-san, so I couldn’t ask her out. I quietly followed a little behind her as she left the classroom, like a covert. I was filled with a feeling of being a pervert.
I don’t know if it was her bone structure or what, but her back was already cute. It’s really scary.
“Oh, you’re both here!”
Masuda-sensei smiled and looked at me, and Saionji-san turned her head in my direction. I tried to keep my attention away from her.
The teacher informed me of some matters, and I answered. I could talk to the teacher, a hairy, dirty man, without feeling nervous. I could have a very normal conversation with him.
When I heard that I was going to be a member of the class council, I was a little intimidated, but it wasn’t much of a job.
We didn’t have to make decisions about the sports festival, cultural festival, school trips, etc., as there were separate committees for each.
My main job was to give morning greetings. Checking the number of students at assemblies. I also have to attend the occasional class committee meetings. Other than that, I felt like I was doing miscellaneous work, or rather, I was in the position of a maid for the teacher. I think I can do this.
When asked if there were any other questions, Saionji-san, who was a little behind me, opened his mouth and said, “Um.”
“I wonder why I was chosen …….”
The teacher laughed and lightly slapped me on the shoulder instead of her.
“You’ve been chosen as the ‘face’ of the class, you know. Don’t think too much about it.”
Saionji-san glanced at me, but I was so stiff that I couldn’t move my neck or facial muscles.
“Oh, and by the way, here. I forgot to hand them out earlier. I’ll leave this to you two. I went to the trouble of explaining it here just to ask for this.”
“Ha~h.”
I left the staff room with the small size teaching material that the teacher gave me. Saionji-san looked at me and said,
“ah…Shall I help?”
“Nah …….”
In my mind, it wasn’t “Nah”, ……” but “No! I want you to treat me like a fallen soldier on the street, like, I’m not there”. I feel like I’m going to break out into a sweat.
When we arrived at the classroom, Saionji-san asked me, “Shall I distribute? “
She reached out her hand to me, but I stopped her with my palm. I can’t let her do such a trivial job.
“eh, but…”
“No, it’s ok.”
I finished my work quickly, lightly bailed, and left the classroom. My goal was to get to the last class. The girls would talk to me if I stayed idle, so I hurried towards there.
When I looked into the classroom, I saw Yabusaka laughing with some boys. He seemed to have already made himself at home in his new class. He looked at me and I raised one hand to call him out. I moved to the end of the hallway and started talking to him.
“Hey, Souji. How was your spring break?
“I worked part-time the whole time.
“What part-time job do you have now?”
“I worked for a friend of my father’s, selling tofu from a cart.”
“What if someone who knows you …… finds out?”
“I’m fine because I was wearing a scarf. Listen to this, I’m on the class council with Saionji-san.”
“With Yuria-san ……”
“You idiot Yabusaka! Don’t say her first name! Stop it, I’m scared! What if that person is nearby!”
“She’s not here. What kind of period drama are you in?”
“Look at the back for the emblem” (TN: drama reference)
When I joked with him, he gave me a blank stare.
“You’re the one they’re going to hear, General.”
I looked around quickly. There was no one nearby. They were a little far away, but they were absorbed in their conversation. I felt relieved.
“So, how’s it going?”
“It’s amazing when you see her up close. That cuteness. It’s beyond human comprehension.”
“What did you say to her?”
“Haha. How can I talk to her? This is me. I breathed in Saionji-san’s carbon dioxide at close range. Isn’t it amazing?”
Yabusaka sighed in exasperation, “Ha~”.
“You …… have a chance to do something, but what are you doing?”
“Chance? Of what? To be the forty-eighth boyfriend? I’m telling you, I’m never gonna make it.”
“Well, …… you’ll never be able to. Oh, the latest information I have is that there are forty-nine boyfriends, so you’d be in the fifties.”
“It increased…”
“I hear there are two guys in the year above us who claim to be her boyfriend, but no one’s ever actually seen them talking to her. ……”
“It’s kind of like an urban legend. ……”
“If you can’t get Yuria-san, …… you should at least get yourself a girlfriend.”
“I can’t. I mean, why do I have to be told that by you?”
“Because there’s a rumor!”
What? about who and me?”
“Me and you! Because you’re hard on all the girls and you don’t have many male friends, but you talk to me all the time!”
“What a stupid thing to say. ……”
“Stupid or not! I’m in a lot of trouble! If you keep this up, there’s going to be a thin book about you and me! Don’t see me until you get a girlfriend!”
(TN: Thin book refers to doujinshi I believe)
“No, no! Don’t be so silly!”
“Shut up! Just don’t talk to me!”
“All right. I’ll be back.”
“I told you not to come!”
I was rejected by Yabusaka.
In this situation, I had no friends at school.
Even if it wasn’t the case, I’m the type of person who is shy and takes time to get to know people. But it’s hard to find a chance to make friends with other boys.
This is troubling.
I just want someone who I can talk to about random stuff in secret.
After a short spring break, I entered my second year of high school.
The cherry blossoms soon fell, and my green daily life began as if nothing had happened. However, life is just a little bit new.
One of the most notable changes was the change of classes. In our school, students are sorted according to their academic ability from the second year. Yabusaka and I, who had originally just barely made it in, were further apart in class.
In my new class, there was the “Ice Princess” Saionji Yuria.
She still exudes a divine aura. The guys around her were gazing at her without even talking to her. The girls sometimes glanced at her and let out a sigh. I was impressed.
The atmosphere of the new class was not bad. It wasn’t too noisy, not too quiet, and it seemed cheerful.
A few of the boys immediately got into a circle and started laughing. They seemed to be having fun.
When I tried to move away, I bumped my shoulder against someone and saw that it was Saionji-san, who had moved away before I knew it. I was so unsettled that I couldn’t speak, and she let out a small voice.
“I’m sorry.”
Wow, she spoke! She moved!
My breathing became so thin that all I could do was shake my head in silence as if to say, “Don’t worry about it”.
She wasn’t angry, and she didn’t look uncomfortable, but it was hard to get close to her. I made up my mind to stay away from her as much as possible. I feel like we live in different worlds.
And yet, unfortunately, I was unanimously chosen to be on the class committee with her.
Why?
Isn’t the class president supposed to be someone who is more popular and can organize people? I wondered if I could do such a thing.
When I lined up in front of the teacher, Saionji-san said, ” Please take care of me,” and I managed to give a small nod. I was worried that I would move like a strange doll.
I’m not good with girls, but when I’m in front of this person, I can’t speak at all. I can’t even make eye contact with other girls, but I can’t even focus on the figure itself. It’s almost frightening.
“Okay, okay. It’s settled. You guys come to the staff room later.”
My homeroom teacher was the hairy, stocky, gorilla-like Masuda-sensei. It was an oasis in this school, where most teachers were somewhat sophisticated.
When I said “yes,” I heard Saionji-san reply from a little behind me, “Yes”.
I headed for the staff room as I was told during break time. I didn’t know if it was natural for me to go with Saionji-san, so I couldn’t ask her out. I quietly followed a little behind her as she left the classroom, like a covert. I was filled with a feeling of being a pervert.
I don’t know if it was her bone structure or what, but her back was already cute. It’s really scary.
“Oh, you’re both here!”
Masuda-sensei smiled and looked at me, and Saionji-san turned her head in my direction. I tried to keep my attention away from her.
The teacher informed me of some matters, and I answered. I could talk to the teacher, a hairy, dirty man, without feeling nervous. I could have a very normal conversation with him.
When I heard that I was going to be a member of the class council, I was a little intimidated, but it wasn’t much of a job.
We didn’t have to make decisions about the sports festival, cultural festival, school trips, etc., as there were separate committees for each.
My main job was to give morning greetings. Checking the number of students at assemblies. I also have to attend the occasional class committee meetings. Other than that, I felt like I was doing miscellaneous work, or rather, I was in the position of a maid for the teacher. I think I can do this.
When asked if there were any other questions, Saionji-san, who was a little behind me, opened his mouth and said, “Um.”
“I wonder why I was chosen …….”
The teacher laughed and lightly slapped me on the shoulder instead of her.
“You’ve been chosen as the ‘face’ of the class, you know. Don’t think too much about it.”
Saionji-san glanced at me, but I was so stiff that I couldn’t move my neck or facial muscles.
“Oh, and by the way, here. I forgot to hand them out earlier. I’ll leave this to you two. I went to the trouble of explaining it here just to ask for this.”
“Ha~h.”
I left the staff room with the small size teaching material that the teacher gave me. Saionji-san looked at me and said,
“ah…Shall I help?”
“Nah …….”
In my mind, it wasn’t “Nah”, ……” but “No! I want you to treat me like a fallen soldier on the street, like, I’m not there”. I feel like I’m going to break out into a sweat.
When we arrived at the classroom, Saionji-san asked me, “Shall I distribute? “
She reached out her hand to me, but I stopped her with my palm. I can’t let her do such a trivial job.
“eh, but…”
“No, it’s ok.”
I finished my work quickly, lightly bailed, and left the classroom. My goal was to get to the last class. The girls would talk to me if I stayed idle, so I hurried towards there.
When I looked into the classroom, I saw Yabusaka laughing with some boys. He seemed to have already made himself at home in his new class. He looked at me and I raised one hand to call him out. I moved to the end of the hallway and started talking to him.
“Hey, Souji. How was your spring break?
“I worked part-time the whole time.
“What part-time job do you have now?”
“I worked for a friend of my father’s, selling tofu from a cart.”
“What if someone who knows you …… finds out?”
“I’m fine because I was wearing a scarf. Listen to this, I’m on the class council with Saionji-san.”
“With Yuria-san ……”
“You idiot Yabusaka! Don’t say her first name! Stop it, I’m scared! What if that person is nearby!”
“She’s not here. What kind of period drama are you in?”
“Look at the back for the emblem” (TN: drama reference)
When I joked with him, he gave me a blank stare.
“You’re the one they’re going to hear, General.”
I looked around quickly. There was no one nearby. They were a little far away, but they were absorbed in their conversation. I felt relieved.
“So, how’s it going?”
“It’s amazing when you see her up close. That cuteness. It’s beyond human comprehension.”
“What did you say to her?”
“Haha. How can I talk to her? This is me. I breathed in Saionji-san’s carbon dioxide at close range. Isn’t it amazing?”
Yabusaka sighed in exasperation, “Ha~”.
“You …… have a chance to do something, but what are you doing?”
“Chance? Of what? To be the forty-eighth boyfriend? I’m telling you, I’m never gonna make it.”
“Well, …… you’ll never be able to. Oh, the latest information I have is that there are forty-nine boyfriends, so you’d be in the fifties.”
“It increased…”
“I hear there are two guys in the year above us who claim to be her boyfriend, but no one’s ever actually seen them talking to her. ……”
“It’s kind of like an urban legend. ……”
“If you can’t get Yuria-san, …… you should at least get yourself a girlfriend.”
“I can’t. I mean, why do I have to be told that by you?”
“Because there’s a rumor!”
What? about who and me?”
“Me and you! Because you’re hard on all the girls and you don’t have many male friends, but you talk to me all the time!”
“What a stupid thing to say. ……”
“Stupid or not! I’m in a lot of trouble! If you keep this up, there’s going to be a thin book about you and me! Don’t see me until you get a girlfriend!”
(TN: Thin book refers to doujinshi I believe)
“No, no! Don’t be so silly!”
“Shut up! Just don’t talk to me!”
“All right. I’ll be back.”
“I told you not to come!”
I was rejected by Yabusaka.
In this situation, I had no friends at school.
Even if it wasn’t the case, I’m the type of person who is shy and takes time to get to know people. But it’s hard to find a chance to make friends with other boys.
This is troubling.
I just want someone who I can talk to about random stuff in secret.
