Chapter 70: Chapter 69: Homeroom Period

“Any volunteers?”

What a pain in the ass... I don’t like responsibilities...

When Arita-sensei announced that, none of the people in the room raised their hands. Upon seeing this, Arita-sensei furrowed her eyebrows.

“No one?”

No one spoke, nor even looking at Arita-sensei, we’re all averting or trying to avoid her eyes. She then started scanning the entire class and ended up in my spot. Then our eyes met each other, which I completely don’t want.

“How about you, Okita?”

Instead of speaking, I shook my head sideways quickly, indicating that I’m rejecting it. There’s no way I’m going to be a class representative. I’ve heard that it will force me to lead the class when festivals come. I’m not the type of guy who can handle responsibilities or lead people. It will be tremendous stress in my brain if Arita-sensei gave that role to me.

“You sure? I think you’re fit for the role. It’s not a one man’s job, there’ll be two class representatives; one boy and one girl.”

Even with the explanation of Arita-sensei, my response was still the same.

“Sorry, I think I’m not fit for it.”

“How about you, Ikeda?”

“My answer is the same.”

“Okay, if you two don’t want it, then anyone? If no one wants it. I’ll do a raffle with your names in it. This will the last time I will say this. Who wants to volunteer as the class representative for this year? One boy representative and one girl representative.”

The result is still the same except for one guy who became on top of my list that I should avoid—Nagasawa. Yuki told her family’s security department to investigate Nagasawa. I even have the same sentiment towards him. He’s too suspicious of a person. Plus, his hostility towards me, I do not know what I did to him, but that added more fuel to the fire of my suspicions.

“Oh, Nagasawa? Are you sure about that?”

“Yes, Arita-sensei. It will be my pleasure to accept it.”

With a smile on his face, he looked at his gyaru friend, who’s always with him. The way he responded to Arita-sensei is so cringe that I want to vomit into the corner of the room. ‘It will be my pleasure to accept it.’ Who says that? He’s just making himself look good on every person here in the room. I don’t get that guy. I guess you will meet different people in everyday life as we move forward. What a weird person.

“Okay. Who will be the next representative?”

“Me!”

Hara-san, whom Nagasawa looked at earlier, had her hands raised. She’s one person I found weird too alongside her so-called love one which is Nagasawa. Both of them are weird. She’s beauty just below Naoki, nonetheless still a beauty.

“Okay, so Nagasawa and Hara will be this year’s class representative for class 1-A. You guys can talk to each other but don’t be loud.”

Afterward, Arita-sensei went to sit on an empty seat in the room's corner. Then she took out a book and started reading. For some reason, it reminded me of Yokota who always does that whenever she has free time. Because of the free time that has been given to us, Naoki took her seat and went to the side of my desk.

“Tatsu, did you get a message from Izumi-sensei?”

“Hm? Did you get one, too? It’s mostly reminders to me like an assignment.”

“Really? This is the one that I got.”

Naoki leaned closer to me making her breast touch my right arm, she’s showing her phone to me. It’s the message that she got from Izumi-sensei, it says ‘Hello Nao. Go with Tatsuya on Saturday, I need to check something. Thank you???? ‘. That’s a pretty cute message coming from Izumi-sensei. I don’t know why every text message I get from her has serious vibes, but in person, she’s a warm-hearted person.

“She even calls you Nao.”

“Of course, she’s kind to me.”

“Yeah, she’s kind and at the same time strict”

“Look at this.”

Naoki showed me a picture of her in the bedroom of their house—Naked... Her glorious body was visible, however, you can’t see all of it because she’s covering her breast but you could see some glimpse of it. Upon seeing this, I looked at Naoki, who had this teasing smile plastered on her face. I immediately pinch her cheeks.

“Aww~ wa~wa”

“Why are you showing me this, huh?”

That’s what I whispered to her while she’s agonizing the pain in her cheeks. Naoki’s cute, agonizing face was staring at me with pleading eyes. I stopped pinching her cheeks. Then I smiled with an angry look on my face.

“What’s this?”

“Aw... Yuki said to me to do it when she heard me about the girl who sent you that, the other day.”

“Haa... Delete it... Those kinds of images are risky, Naoki... And, don’t listen too much to Yuki.”

Because of this, I started pinching my glabella to ease out the stress. I remember telling Naoki about the other day, which means I hold some accountability for this one. But, with how Naoki was looking at me with sad eyes, I can’t stay mad at her. Then she finally deleted the image.

“You know... What if your phone got stolen, and people opened it?”

“I... Sorry...”

“Haa... It’s okay. Just don’t do it next time.”

With Naoki reflecting on her own mistake, I got a tapped on my shoulder. I looked around and saw Arima. The timing of Arima gave me a nervous feeling. I don’t know if he heard what we said or saw it. I made sure that I’m talking in a lower voice so that only Naoki can hear me. That’s why I asked him.

“What’s wrong?”

“Have you seen your pictures?”

“Pictures? When?”

“You haven’t seen them? They’re on a group message in RINE or Tw**ter.”

“Nah, I’m not interested in it. Let them do their own thing, I’m going to do my own.”

“Come on~ You should’ve given me pictures I could sell. We’ll split it.”

“No matter how many times you ask me that, my answer will be no. And, I do not need money. I’m content with what I have, right now.”

“Fine, fine. You’re getting some good praises from other people.”

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“Oh, really? That’s new.”

“Hahaha.”

Arima then shoved his phone to me, inspecting it. I could see an image of me leaning, but Yuki’s face was not in here. It’s only me in the picture. I remember this one, where I’m super exhausted that I’m not caring about what’s happening around me, there’s a part where I heard some shutter that time.

Regardless, I don’t give a single care about my picture being posted here. Although I could see some positive praises towards me from other people praising my face for the other, they were doubtful with the color of the eye. They thought I was wearing some contact lenses. And, of course, some people are bashing me nor I will read it. Those people could bash me however they want, but I will not give a single shit to them.

“That’s a wonderful picture, huh?”

“Woah, that’s your response? I thought you’ll be more annoyed, and going to complain about it.”

“There’s nothing to be annoyed about it. Wait... Is that why people who are looking at me that way?”

“What way?”

“They’re more peaceful, I must say? They became more chill whenever they look at me, and sometimes with awe.”

“That must be it.”

“So showing my face was the way, huh?”

“It killed their curiosity, of course. Who wouldn’t be curious when you’re hiding your face while being accompanied by beauties? Of course, they will start wondering what face you have, then once they saw your actual face. They finally got their questions answered.”

“Hm... That makes sense...”

With how Arima explained it to me, I became more convinced. However, I don’t know how many people will approach me like earlier, which could endanger me. I think the best course of action is to stick with Naoki and Yuki for now. That’s the safest option I have. Contemplating on this stuff, I felt a pinch to my left cheek then it started pulling me to which I exclaimed in pain.

“Ieee—! It huwts—!”

It was Naoki who was pinching my cheek. I don’t know why she did it, but I think this is a payback from earlier. She’s not pinching hard to make me cry, but nevertheless, it still hurts. After a while, she finally stopped pinching me. I started rubbing the cheek that reeks in pain. She’s furious with the pinch earlier.

“What’s that for?”

“Nothing, I just got this sudden urge to pinch you, Tatsu.”

“What?”

“Hahahaha...”

Naoki’s face was indifferently looking at me. Now, I’m one-hundred percent sure that she did it for payback. This is the first time I’ve seen Naoki doing this stuff with me, she’s the type of person who always takes care of other people. But, I guess she can be playful sometimes like this.

Arima was laughing his ass off behind me. Then I noticed the person in front of me. It’s a guy whom I haven’t introduced myself because he’s oozing out an aura of ‘get away from me!’, as to why I didn’t bother to introduce myself. He’s always sleeping or listening to music—A loner. Most people around me are loners too, now that I gave a thought to it. Arima, Yokota, and as well Naoki, or even Yuki, they’re all loners in their respective ways. I don’t know about Arima, but he kept telling me he’s a loner.

As I was looking at the guy on his back, I heard someone spoke on my left side, which took me by surprise.

“Okita.”

“Oh, my god! You almost gave a heart attack, Yokota.”, holding my chest.

“Ah, sorry about that. Nee-san and Rika-san invited you.”

“Ai-senpai and Hina-senpai? Invited to where?”

“There’s this new dessert store opening up that they wanted to check out. Then they wanted to invite you as thanks for the dinner last time.”

“Oh, I see. I don’t mind. Though, would they mind bringing some few people along the way?”

“Yep. They wanted to invite Ikeda, too. Hatsumi can go along too.”

“Arima, want to tag along with us?”

“Desserts? I don’t mind it.”

“Well, there’s our people.”

“Okay, I’ll just tell them beforehand.”

“Okay.”

Yokota then started messaging on her phone.

“By the way, Arima, what time you always got out of your practice?”

“Hm... Around 4 to 5 pm. Why did you ask??”

“Ah, nothing. I’m going to need some help from you later.”

“For what?”

“Nah, I’ll tell you later.”

“Okay, then secretive pretty boy.”

“You’re back at that again, huh?”

“Why not? It perfectly fits the description of you.”

Amidst our conversation, Naoki was leaning on my desk with her head laying in my arm, and pretty comfortable with it, like a cat asking for attention. Then, as for Arima and me, we continued with our banter. That’s what happened to our homeroom and nothing more. We wasted our time just by doing stupid conversations or doing some random stuff—Well, Naoki was the only one doing that.

After a while, Arita-sensei bid farewell to us and the next period came. With how time goes by so quickly, it’s now lunchtime.

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