Chapter 11: Volume 1 - CH 4.2

Posted on May 31, 2022by Soafp

Translator: Soafp

“I’m very disappointed.”

After school, we were summoned to the staff room. In front of us was Sayuri sensei with a stern expression on her face.

“Sensei, are you mad?”

“Yes, I’m mad.”

“…………”

“…………”

There is an awkward silence.

“If you’re ashamed, you shouldn’t have said it.”

“You made me say it!”

I’m sorry, sensei. I apologize in my heart.

“I’ll get straight to the point, why are you guys in the homecoming club?”

We looked at each other at the unexpected topic. Kouki Mihou and Shiori Kamishiro were standing next to me.

“Why? Because isn’t it common knowledge that shady people go home?”

“You’re not as shady as you think you are, you know.”

“Eh, seriously?”

“Yes, seriously.”

“I just became friends with Shakadou the other day as a fellow shady person. ……”

“When did you become friends with Shakadou-chan, Yuki?!”

“That person. That’s great, but, well, please be good friends with Shakado.”

Shakado, for the record, is a reptile-like girl who loves to be in the shady side of the class. She was loved as the class mascot because of her lovable personality.

“I’m thinking of joining the same club as Yukito”

“As for me, I’m going to be a manager in the same club as Yuki. ……”

“Don’t drag me into this!”

Sayuri sensei pointed at me as if in dismay.

“Are you two being blackmailed by this troublemaker?”

“Isn’t that a little harsh?”

“Reap what you sow. A while ago, a sensei from the athletics club came to me and asked about you guys. I told him that you were a homecoming club. I’m sure they’ll recruit you soon, so think about it.”

“That was because you made it an unnecessary contest.”

It was a mistake that Kouki inadvertently set a good record in the 1,500-meter run, which was unexpectedly heated. Because he’s so stubborn and refreshingly good-looking.

“So, what are you going to do, Yukito? Are you going to join the track team?”

“I told you, I’m in the home-coming club. You can do whatever you want.”

“Then, I’m not going to do it either.”

“Sensei, I think there’s something wrong with this guy. His face is too bright.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Kamishiro what about you? I heard you had all these great records. You can bet you”ll be getting more invitations in the future.”

“I-I’m in a little club right now….”

Kamishiro looked apologetic as she turned her gaze toward me.

“Geez, I don’t know what kind of relationship you guys have, but there aren’t many opportunities for youth. Make sure you don’t have any regrets.”

“Don’t worry. Sensei still has a lot of youth left!”

“You really only say unnecessary things, don’t you?”

I made her angry again. I thought I was following Sayuri sensei on the spur of the moment, but it turned out to be a snake in the bush.

But I was still taking it lightly at the time. Something had already started to happen.

“You must be the Kokonoe-kun I’ve heard so much about you.”

The next day. As soon as I arrived at school in the morning, I was involved with a group of third-year Senpais.

“To make use of your height, volleyball is the only way to go. That’s right isn’t it?”

“Am I reincarnated in a gal-game world by any chance?”

“Come to your senses. This is reality, okay?”

“That’s a little too much for me to comprehend.”

Could this be a beauty pageant type of a spoof? The answer to such a question was easily revealed.

“If you agree, Kamishiro-san, will also join our club, okay?”

“What’s with that agency system for the majors?”

“Sorry, can you give him to us?”

The one who saved me from a tight spot was another senior student. This time it was a boy.

“Thank you very much. You saved me”

“Don’t worry about it. If I can convince you to go along with me. We are from the track and field club and we are going to have to get serious about this.”

“Ah, this one is also bad”

“I invited Mihou to join the club first, and he agreed if you would join.”

“That solar-paneled b*stard!”

“Hold on. We invited him first?”

“Recruitment of potential new members has nothing to do with inviting first, do you think?”

“Funn. Well, then, we don’t have any choice.”

The seniors were bickering with each other. Then another group of seniors appeared.

“Sh*t. They beat us to it! Hold on. The soccer team will take care of him.”

“How about we play doubles and go to nationals?”

“Forget about that, let’s play baseball!”

How many are there! Don’t try to take me in with the whole group!

“Shortage of talented people. Is this another evil of the declining birthrate …… Well then, that’s that!”

With the bell ringing, I tried to escape. What is this school?

“So why are you so tired in the morning?”

When I arrived at class, the source of the evil, the face-colored light-emitting diode, spoke to me.

“I’m going to weld your face.”

When I explained to him about my morning slapstick, he laughed at me and wondered what was so funny.

“I’m sorry, Yuki. This wasn’t supposed to happen.……”

Kamishiro, listening next to me, apologized, but in Kamishiro’s case, I couldn’t get mad at her.

“No way this will go on forever……”

I’m not proud of it, but my predictions are always right. And it’s usually for the worse.

“Now, it’s time for you to switch seats. Take this opportunity to get to know each other well.”

Sayuri sensei’s comment set the classroom abuzz. This is an important event that affects everyone equally.

Many students begin new friendships by changing seats. Some see it as a chance to get closer to the opposite sex they are interested in.

One by one, they draw lots. The results are mixed. The result is not the last row by the window, which is the privilege of the main character, but a common seat slightly in front of the center of the room. Then Sakurai and Mineta came in.

“Oyo, Yay! Kokonoe-chan is here~”

“Mineta-chi, that’s right girl. Seriously, I understand how you feel. We really gotta KP on this” [TL: KP is slang for kan pai aka toast]

“S-sorry. Kokonoe-chan, you don’t have to force yourself to use Gyaru language, okay ……?”

“? I thought it was essential for communication, but I guess not.”

“You don’t mistake Gyaru for some kind of rare animal or something, do you?”

“I’m the one who’s treated like a rare animal. Ahahahaha.”

” ‘Ahhahaha’—– There is no such thing right!?”

“Kokonoe, your dark joke is not funny, you know?”

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“It is not that dark joke?”

“Don’t you have self-awareness ……”

Somehow, the seat behind me was the refreshingly handsome man. And next to him sat Takahashi.

“I’m glad to finally be a part of this group. Nice to meet you!”

“You’re not gloomy, I decline”

“That’s a bit of a stretch, don’t you think……”

Takahashi complains about the group, but I’m a loner, yet I’m in a group. I don’t remember making it….

After all the chattering and moving, Sayuri Sensei opens her mouth.

“You may be happy, but it’s almost time for the exam. Study hard. Thanks to the three idiots in the homecoming club, I’m in a very awkward position in the staff room. You should feel sorry for me.”

“Shakudou, don’t cause trouble for sensei.”

“Hihi …… S-she was talking about me…… Sensei, I’m sorry …….”

“I’m talking about you, Yukito Kokonoe! Don’t rub it in Shakadou’s face!”

“?!”

“Stop making a face like you’re out of the loop. Anyway, supplementary examinations are troublesome. You should do your best to avoid them as much as possible.”

As I watched Sayuri Sensei leave, I asked the dazzling man behind me.

“By the way, idiot No. 2, how is your test going?”

“You never know unless you try, but, well, it’s not a problem, I guess? What about you, idiot No. 1?”

“Why am I number one? I can’t embarrass my sister.”

“You seem to be having a hard time….”

“Y-Yuki!”

The familiar face that took the seat next to me had a pitiful expression on her face.

“Can you …..teach me?”

Kamishiro, a.k.a. Idiot No. 3, was not good at studying.

“Eh. Today, at the request of No. 3, we are going to hold a study session.”

“I’m Assistant No. 2.”

There was a round of applause. Isn’t that funny?

“No.3. What’s this all about?”

” Uhm,…… I told them I was going to have a study group and they all said they’d join me…….”

A crowd of people gathered behind Kamishiro, who was looking very distant. This girl is very popular.

“Kokonoe-chan, we will join you. Oh, by the way, I’m No. 4. I’m Kanna-chi’s No. 5.”

“It’s so lame! And is that numbering really necessary?”

“Eh, so I’m No. 6? If I get a red mark, my advisor will get mad at me.”

“Hihi……, I-I’m No. 7. I’ve never scored more than sixty on a test. ……”

“I’m No. 8.”

“Stop playing around Suzurikawa. From a feeling point of view, you are No. 7. Sorry Shakadou. Give your place up.”

“What’s with the obsession!? It doesn’t matter! Let’s get on with it.”

After school, there were quite a few people left in the classroom. There were too many people with too much free time.

They were writing questions and answers on the blackboard.

“There will be this question on the test, to be honest. Memorize it.”

“Yes?”

Everyone looked at each other with a blank expression on their faces.

“How do you know, Kokonoe?”

“Because it’s been on the test for four years in a row. It will probably come up again this year.”

Since it appeared last year, it will not appear this year. It is tempting to think so, but in fact that is unlikely. As long as the course scope is fixed, the content required within that scope is also fixed.

The fact that the questions are asked every year means that they are of high significance. It is not a test to check the comprehension of a class unless you make up some outlandish question. Past papers are filled with such wisdom and knowledge.

“I have a copy of last year’s test from Yuuri-san. Normally, there is a fee for this service, but this is a special grand opening.”

A little while ago, Yuuri gave it to me, saying, “It’s almost time for you to take the test. I’ll give you this.”.

To put it mildly, she is an angel.

Based on this, I went back and looked up the questions from past years and identified the ones that are always on the test every year.

“Woohoo, Kokonoe that’s awesome! Thank you!”

“Hihi…… As I thought, a God ……”

“Thank you, thank you”

“If you see Yuuri from now on, worship her properly. Don’t be disrespectful.”

I took this opportunity to lift up my sister. Praise and worship Yuuri-san, all you believers!

“Now, I will explain about the pre-test question hinting that each teacher does before the test—-“

“Yuki-sensei! I-I feel like this is not a study session!”

What’s the matter with you, No. 3? …… It’s complicated. Kamishiro protests.

Before a test, teachers always give hints in class. Recognizing those cues is a very important factor in test-taking strategies, but not from Kamishiro’s point of view, apparently.

“………………………Uhm, how come?”

“L-Look. A study group is where everyone teaches each other if they don’t understand—–right?”

I see. Heh. I chewed and crunched slowly. I looked at the ceiling. There is no particular change.

“……………………There’s no question that you need to understand.”

“So blunt!?”

“Uwaan, Kana-chi. I hate Kokonoe-chan!”

“Yosh, yosh Miki-chan.”

“I guess that’s true, Yukito”

Even the assistant, the fresh and good-looking guy, has the same opinion as me? Assistant?

“Uwaan. Kana-chi. I hate Mihou too!”

“Yosh, yosh. Miki-chan.”

“No, Mihou! Don’t let Yuki brainwash you!?”

“I-I see. Right. When did this happen to me ……”

This refreshingly handsome guy totally betrayed me.

“Uwaan. Elizabeth. I hate the fresh looking guy!”

“Uhm…. I will not do it? And don’t look at me like that, okay?”

“After all, we are rivals.”

“I don’t know anything about that setting?!”

After all, Elizabeth and I were water and oil. We are natural enemies.

“Haa. I knew this would happen. What are you doing? Let’s get started.”

Suzurikawa was the one who was in charge of the project. No. 7 was a high achiever.

“Can I ask you this question, Suzurikawa?”

“Oh, yes. This is…”

Suzurikawa was an excellent teacher. Her teaching skills were excellent. However, Kamishiro was reserved and only asked questions to me or my assistant. I was curious, so I secretly asked Elizabeth.

“Sakur…… Elizabeth. Are those two not getting along?”

“You didn’t hear that, Kokonoe!?　 And you almost said Sakurai, right? Right?”

“Kokonoe-chan. that’s not true. Those two are rivals.”

“I see. Kind of like me and Sakur …… Elizabeth.”

“You’re doing it on purpose, right? Hey, you’re doing it on purpose, right?”

The study session ended without a hitch.

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