Chapter 79: A wise man drowns in his own scheme

[Anya Shakado PoV] (reptile girl)

Schools are extremely cruel organizations. After spending time in elementary school, middle school, and high school, one understands that one can never be the protagonist of the story.

　Still, there are many opportunities in school.

Whether it is studying, athletics, or being good looking, there are many opportunities to get noticed.

　Yet, very few people are like that. The spotlight shines only on the protagonist. In the end, the majority of people are all halfway there. In a way, perhaps that is what is normal.

　A school is made up of a handful of protagonists and the rest of the mob. Even if you excel, being knowledgeable about reptiles doesn’t make you a protagonist. Hihi …….

　Even if there is no serious problem like bullying, at some point the position one is assigned becomes a chain that binds one to oneself. In this way, people may grow up while giving up one by one.

The epitome of society, it is often said that one should be proportionate and know one’s place in the world.

　In the anime of a decade ago, it was very popular to perform live at school festivals, and this is a clear indication of the severe disparity in schools. The people who can stand on stage at that moment and the people who can only look up from below. That is the difference between the protagonist and the mob, not to mention me.

　Once a position is fixed, it cannot be shaken by ordinary means. That is why words such as “high school debut” and “college debut” exist at milestones. Eh, what about me……?

　This is still my high school debut, you know?　My bangs are two centimeters shorter and I tried to show a little bit of my forehead. …… Does it look good on me?

　Come to think of it, there are stories about boys whose eyes are hidden by their bangs, and when they cut their hair, they are suddenly hailed as handsome, but I’ve only seen such boys as protagonists in gal games. Reality is a boring thing. The main characters in Otome games have a rather well-defined visual style, but I’ve never seen such a guy……

　That’s what I thought. Reality is boring. I am a mob, I have no role. I’m just another nameless person. I was supposed to be such a shady character that I would hardly be remembered by my classmates. A protagonist is someone like him. A sparkling …… who would never be a match for me.

“Shakado, listen okay? Class relay, cavalry and tug of war. If you place first in two of these three, you are guaranteed the championship. You are in charge of the giant-killing in the cavalry battle, which is a very important role, please. Also, I’m on my way to the negotiating table now to make sure everything is on the firm footing.” (Yuki)

　I, who was supposed to have nothing to offer, was assigned a role. It was a big role that I had not expected.

　It’s strange. Are there no mobs in his world? Today, too, everyone around him is lively and full of people. I am very happy to be among them.

　I think again. I wonder if he is the protagonist.

　I am sure he does not think of himself that way.

　He stands up and grabs me by the neck. Hihi…… cat. Hi there. Apparently, He is going to take me somewhere now.

　I don’t remember gymnastics festivals having such detailed pre-meetings……?

　Such questions are in my mind, but being a devout follower of God, I just have to go along.

[Yukito PoV]

“I can’t have that kind of attitude.” (Yuki)

　I’m in the staff room, lecturing the person in front of me. It is an ironclad rule to be tough in negotiations in order to get a good result.

　The gymnastics festival includes a relay event for teachers, and there is also an event in which teachers participate together. So the homeroom teachers are included in the class unity. Therefore, we need Sayuri-sensei to do her best. I know you’re busy, but I’m counting on you, okay?

“……Right, I’m not going to cut corners, okay?　But, you know, I’m a good old lady, and I haven’t always been very good at exercise. ……” (Sayuri)

“Listen to me. We’re trying to win the championship. Naturally, the teacher needs to help us out. If we don’t give it our all and get a disappointing result–” (Yuki)

I put my face down in sadness. The homeroom teacher, Sayuri-sensei, distorted her face in a look of utter disgust and opened her mouth with trepidation.

“What would happen?! Tell me, Yukito Kokonoe!　What are you thinking!　Speak up!” (Sayuri)

“At the school festival, the teacher will be dressed as a maid to serve the customers…” (Yuki)

“No!　Please, don’t let them do that!　You, you, think about my age, okay?　I’m at that delicate age when I’m still in the middle of my marriage activity and people are starting to laugh at me when I call myself a girl.　As a young teenager, do you think you could pull off such a naughty move?” (Sayuri)

“Look, Shakado wants to see Sensei’s heroic figure.” (Yuki)

“Hihihi…… sensei, please.” (Shakado)

“You coward!　Don’t drag Shakado, whose subtlety makes it hard for me to come on strong!” (Sayuri)

“—-Sensei, here.” (Yuki)

Gently, I hand her the vial and the ticket under my sleeve. We are not particularly guilty, but we are both suddenly whispering to each other.

“…… what’s this?” (Sayuri)

“It’s a fragrance I mixed exclusively for you. Have you been feeling stiff lately?　I’ll give you five free massage coupons.” (Yuki)

“H-heh. Well yes, it’s a problem when I don’t give it my all just because I’m a teacher. But getting massaged by a male student is ……” (Sayuri)

“Please don’t worry. Shiori, who is studying, will be in charge. So please let Sensei be our training partner.”

“Hooh. But still, that maid uniform …… about my dignity ……..” (Sayuri)

　We were having a secret conversation in the staff room with an aura of evil in the air when a voice called out to us.

“Now, now Fujishiro-sensei. The students aren’t the only ones who get to have fun, we get to enjoy it to the fullest.” (Sanjoji)

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“Sanjoji Sensei……” (Sayuri)

There she was, Sanjoji Sensei. As expectedf of Sanjoji sensei. She is a fine teacher who knows what she’s talking about. Both strict and gentle. With all the scandals going on these days, schools would be a lot better off if we had all these wonderful educators!

“Hohou. Sanjoji-sensei is also willing to wear a maid’s uniform. I’m very grateful for that. Gahahahahahaha.” (Yuki)

“EH!?　Wait a minute. Why do I have—-” (Sanjoji)

“Other teachers are nodding their heads in agreement.” (Yuki)

　Bam, Sanjoji-sensei turns around and all the teachers who were watching us from afar look away at once. What is that Good-like thumb?

“Let’s stop this sterile argument? Okay?　It would be a disaster beyond measure for Fujishiro-sensei. From your point of view, I am an old woman, right?　It makes me sad to say it. …… I’m sure you’ll write on social media that I’m too old and haggard.　No one would benefit from that, so, okay?” (Sanjoji)

“No way, I had no idea that teacher was such a liar–” (Yuki)

“Kutsu……!　You.” (Sanjoji)

I encouraged the last-minute and frustrated Sanjoji Sensei.

“Don’t worry. The shooting is free of charge.” (Yuki)

　Sanjoji’s shoulders slumped in disappointment.

　Hah, I won.

“Well, let’s open your legs a little more. See, no need to be shy. Yes, yes. What’s the matter?　Everyone else is doing this at least, right?　Hang in there, okay?” (Yuki)

　The sound of the shutter clicks and multiple flashes are fired.　

　The demands gradually become more and more extreme, as the glamorous limbs are captured in the frame.

Feeling the vile gaze directed at her through the camera’s viewfinder, the subject’s face, filled with shame as she desperately tries to hold back, makes her even more tantalizing and the viewer’s desire to see the subject’s face is even greater—-

　…….

　………….

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“Intriguing!” (Yuuri)

I put in a tsukkomi that wasn’t aimed at anyone in particular, but the archangel Yuuri, the culprit who created this situation, was uselessly in a good mood. [TL: tsukkomi = The act of pointing out that something is ridiculous]

“Take the picture quickly. You won’t get any practice.” (Yuuri)

She is posing in an outfit that is unacceptable, not to mention that she looks like she has a small body, which is not so bad. It’s definitely not good for the eyes. I wonder where my eye drops were. ……

　Help me, Mom!

“Next time, let’s do a family portrait.” (Mother)

“What kind of family portrait are we going to make with that outfit?” (Yuki)

　I guess this one’s no good either—

　I protested against Mom’s nonsensical comments, but she treated me like a malicious malcontent and wouldn’t take me seriously. I’m so new at this, I can’t even make eye contact with her, and the result is a very subtle photo. What is this ……?

　I just want to practice taking pictures, but I don’t feel like I’m getting any better. I’m accumulating a lot of photos that I can’t even put in an album, and I wonder what I’m going to do with them. ……

“Speaking of which event are you going to participate in at the gymnastics festival?” (Yuuri)

“I’ll be there to cheer you on. I’m looking forward to it.” (Mother)

　Suddenly, the topic of the gymnastic festival came up from my sister.

　The excitement in the school is growing as the festival draws near.

Information on which major players from each class will participate in which competitions has been gathered for the most part, and the items borrowed from the scavenger hunts of the past five years have also been identified. There is no such thing as an unexpected borrow in a scavenger hunt. If this is the case, I can prepare all the items borrowed in the past scavenger hunts in advance and put them in one place as a place to store the items to be borrowed without any hesitation.

　I am already confident that I will win. I am preparing for all the events, and I will explore the other classes, but I am not sure if my policy and decision to get a head start is working, but at this point, there is a gap that cannot be filled.

　Considering the balance of the competition, we have been gradually working on the distribution of the participating events, such as priority events and events with low points, and of course, we are also working hard to strengthen our classmates. We must not be too careful, but it will not be difficult for us to win the championship. The heavens are on my side!

“……Huh?” (Yuki)

“What’s wrong?” (Yuuri)

　My sister asked me, and I tried to remember which competition I was going to compete in, but I had no idea. I realized that I had made a fatal blunder. Perhaps because I had been thinking about other people, I had not been able to find my feet, which is the most important part of the event.

“I don’t have any events!?” (Yuki)

“Ha?” (Yuuri)

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