Chapter 9: 9

“Seriously, Yusuke, thanks for the help…”

“It’s all right, because my best friend’s in danger, after all!”

After that, I briefly explained the situation to the teacher and went back to the classroom to collect Aikawa-san’s bag who was leaving early.

As expected, I received a blade of gaze from my classmates and was once again accosted with questions. I knew that the title of “Silent Princess” was very popular. But, I was surprised when so many people came to see me.

Without Yusuke’s help, I probably would have had a hard time persuading them.

Thanks to Yusuke’s spur-of-the-moment lie that we lived near each other, I was able to explain the beginning of our relationship.

When I told them about her condition, they asked me if I had done anything strange to Aikawa-san, to which I immediately replied “No.”

Then the boys let out a sigh of relief and immediately scattered like cluttered spiderlings.

“But the girls at that time… they looked so ashamed.”

“Of course they are. They’re at an age where they want to fall in love, but the men they’re interested in are captivated by Aikawa-san.”

“You’re also captivated, you know? …Ah, by the way, you were paired up with Moezono-san, right?”

“Yes! She’s so sweet! It’s great that you were paired up with the princess too.”

“It was only a fleeting dream for a moment, though.”

It’s strange that a gloomy guy like me could talk to Aikawa-san, but if we were paired up, I can understand why they would want to question our casual relationship.

There will probably be a lot of rumors at school tomorrow.

(I don’t want to stand out like this…)

If I get a high score on a test or get good grades on PE, I don’t mind standing out.

I don’t have a disease like a gloomy, conniving person who doesn’t want to stand out.

If some news gets out like, “A shady guy named Kurose and a Silent Princess are getting along,” of course, seniors and juniors would look at me strangely, and it won’t be good for Aikawa-san either.

“Well then, I’m going to take her bag and go back.”

“Oh, tell me the story of how ‘you two’ met, okay!?”

“…Okay, okay.”

That’s what you want to know after all, huh? In the end, I left Yusuke and headed for the infirmary.

Carrying Aikawa-san’s bag, I hurried down the stairs, a little out of breath, and opened the door to the infirmary when…

“Hello, you must be Kurose Ryuta, right?”

A strange man was standing in front of me with a calm expression on his face.

——

“Yes sir, that’s right.”

It might be a teacher I don’t know, so I don’t try to be brusque and use honorific language.

I’m not very good at using polite or humble language, so when I talk to people, I can’t help but show my natural way of speaking.

But these short words are all right.

“Oops, I’m late in introducing myself. I’m Aikawa Kenji, Mio’s father.”

“You’re Aikawa-san’s father?”

It’s a little rude, but I had no idea because there were no similarities between the two. This means that Aikawa-san’s hair and eye color resemble her mother.

From his black hair, black eyes, and the way he spoke, Aikawa-san’s father was definitely Japanese.

He was taller than me and looked to be in his late thirties. He was clean-shaven and had no beard, giving him a very clean look.

His hair was shiny and his face was well-defined, giving the impression that Yusuke would look like this when he grows up…

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I can say that it gives off a dandy atmosphere that looks good with a cigarette.

“I already told the teacher that she’s leaving early today. Is Aikawa-san still sleeping?”

“I’ll have her checked out at the hospital when I get back. Did you nurse her by any chance?”

“Ah… yes.”

“Thank you very much. I’ll ask Mio about the details.”

I wonder if Aikawa-san isn’t quiet at home. I don’t know what kind of voice she really has since she always only speaks with her mouth closed.

Her “Mhm” was also beautiful, so I’m sure she has a beautiful voice.

“Mio has been in a very good mood since yesterday. She mentioned you to me.”

“…is that so? But, why would Aikawa-san suddenly mention me…?”

“It’s a bit wild to say, you know? You can ask Mio about it later.”

I have a feeling that if I asked her, she would only respond with a “mhn…” In the end, I still don’t know the reason why Aikawa-san changed.

After that, Aikawa-san’s father turned his back on me as if he don’t want to talk about it anymore

No, Kenji-san went to Aikawa-san who was sleeping soundly.

(I couldn’t see her sleeping face after all…)

She wrapped herself up in a blanket on the way out, and I was shocked that the event of seeing her sleeping face was blown out of the water.

I was unable to satisfy the throbbing and overflowing desire that I felt while she was holding my hand, and now I feel an indescribable sense of emptiness.

“Nuu…mhnn…”

“Aikawa-san, you’re about to go home now.”

Aikawa-san wakes up, rubs her eyes lightly and makes a languid sound. I opened the door to the outside and put down her cute red sneakers.

“Thank you. I’ll send you a thank-you note later.”

“No, I’m just doing what I have to do…”

“Truly, Thank you very much.”

Aikawa-san waved lightly at me and headed for Kenji-san’s car. Oh, that’s a Mercedes Benz… and it’s black.

Aikawa-san’s family seems to be quite rich. Kenji-san was also wearing a very expensive looking dark blue suit.

“See you later, Aikawa-san. Take it easy on yourself, okay?”

“Mhn.”

I looked after the car until it was out of sight, then went back to the classroom. I wondered if Aikawa-san’s mother was busy with work.

I didn’t see her in the car, and I didn’t see anyone else in the school who looked like her.

“I guess I shouldn’t pry too much.”

“Hmm? Did you say something?

“It’s nothing.”

After giving Yusuke a short shrug, I put my math textbook and notebook on my desk for sixth period.

Yusuke tilted his head curiously and said, “Well, okay,” turning his body 180 degrees to look forward. Not only Ogura, but also Aikawa-san, who had been two seats next to me earlier, had left early, so there was an empty seat to my right.

(What the heck…)

Even though it hadn’t been long since we met, I felt as if there was a gaping hole in my heart. My classmates gave me a cold shoulder with a hint of jealousy, but it didn’t enter my mind.

I just wished that she could get better soon and come to school. I spent the next two boring days alone, thinking the same thing on the weekends.

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