Rebellion.
You know what that word means.
I don't have to write the damn thing's dictionary meaning when we are all on the same page, right? Good!
As you can see, that is a phase that always comes to teenagers like us.
Believe it or not, it's true since we might learn something that our parents lied, about or had a different belief in.
You would begin to do the opposite of what your parents told you and tell them that you are capable of making decisions where you don't have experience.
But, sometimes, it's not bad to rebel. It's a natural part of growing up.
Mendou: [Rebelling. It feels like I'm being roped into something very troublesome.]
Najimi: [Have you ever rebelled against your parents, Kotaro?]
Mendou: [No. They won't give me the chance to.]
It was Saturday, and with the first weekend of school finally coming, I invited Najimi to come to my house to answer some homework, and of course, play some games like Valorant and Apex Legends.
Najimi: [Are your parents that strict with you?]
Mendou: [No. They just kind of give me everything I want sometimes. Well, if they can't buy it, then they say no, but they'll try to even if I just said it on a whim.]
It's troublesome to have parents that would give you everything that you want.
It slowly makes you a good-for-nothing when your parents give you something expensive just because you scored a perfect score.
Can't every parent just give their child a gift for growing up kind and sweet?
Gifting them for every academic achievement will bore them in the long run and will still definitely fall into some sort of chasm.
But what do I know about parenting? All I knew was that I needed to do everything myself.
Hm. Maybe that's why my parents went to travel? They wanted me to experience living alone, though they're still sending me a monthly allowance.
They do seem to trust me a lot of cause, normally, high school teenagers wouldn't be left alone.
Mendou: [——Ah. I died. I still suck at movements in this game.]
I was in front of my pc while Najimi was on the other desk, completing his homework.
Mendou: [Ah. You wanna try it after you're finished? I still have to work on mine.]
I invited Najimi here under the guise of doing homework to fool around and play games, but I forgot that I only had one desktop to play in so he went and answered his homework.
Najimi: [Mine is already done, I'm answering yours right now.]
I quickly stood up and swiped the notebook away from his hands.
Mendou: [Sit on that gaming chair... now!]
I forced this diligent guy to sit on the chair in front of the computer.
I won't accept that he's not going to play. He's been darn too good at everything, so I'll take my revenge by making him play something he's certainly going to be bad at while I enjoy answering my homework.
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I did say that I was going to finish my homework, but it has been 20 minutes since Najimi started playing the game.
I made sure that he picked the hardest champion in the game. He never knew their abilities, nor everything at all.
Yet, in just five minutes of observing other players and feeling out the controls...
Mendou: [Y-You're playing like a pro...]
He's doing so dang well with the movements and he already has over six kills.
I just taught him the basics but it's like he skipped all that and went to the pro leagues.
Najimi: [It's simple. You just need to press the buttons in a specific order, duration, and combination to get the best movement in the game right?]
Mendou: [You're calling them buttons...]
At that moment, I never had any homework done as I watched Najimi's games in succession, winning games with less effort. He lost some, but he reasoned it with it being something with him being a newbie.
He was, but the enemies tried their best to bring a one-man army down. He won't win against that many people if he were to be gained up.
He does not know that he had just pissed a lot of pros in a few games.
Najimi: [Thanks for letting me stay over. I'd like to come again tomorrow, but I have my piano lessons tomorrow.]
Mendou: [You're some kind of prodigy already and you're still taking lessons. Are you sure you are not the one teaching the teacher already?]
It was already noon, 3 PM.
In front of my house, there was a small limousine that fitted into the street. Najimi's servant was waiting for him to enter before closing the door, only nodding at me.
I bowed, of course. It wouldn't hurt to show a little bit of courtesy as I went to see my friend off.
Mendou: [Wow. He's having it.]
I let out a few of my thoughts. Najimi is my top friend.
Not because he was loaded, but because despite him being rich and eccentric, he still wants to hang out with a guy like me.
Mendou: [...]
...
Mendou: [Ah. I forgot to talk about him and Hoshoujo.]
I must have forgotten when Najimi started playing. He was too...DARN good that I forgot about everything and just started watching.
I knew he just started playing but I think I'd admit that I'll need to learn how he doing those.
I was just about to close the door when suddenly, someone rings the doorbell.
I was just right behind the door and so I just opened it up again.
The only people that would ring the doorbell at this time would be those annoying sellers of scam products.
So, as I opened up the door, I asked passionately:
Mendou: [——WHAT DO YOU WANT...?]
I said that, but as I saw who was on the other side, my loud voice slowly settled down.
It was Najimi's girlfriend.
Mendou: [Oh, it's you, Virgin.]
Hoshoujo: [——It's Hoshoujo.]
She immediately corrected me. She was wearing a hoodie in the middle of this afternoon heat.
Mendou: [W-Wait! What are you——?!]
Suddenly, she just barged in and went straight to the living room and sat on the sofa as she takes it off and releases a long sigh.
Hoshoujo: [Don't you have any air condition here?]
Mendou: [We do have one, but I'm not gonna turn it up just to please you, my lady.]
I spoke with a fluent and fabulous accent, emphasizing the satirical "my lady" part.
I know we just met a few days ago but I'm not going to hold back on her because she is a girl.
She will receive the full potential of my slanderous mouth.
She was just wearing a white t-shirt inside her hoodie, and it was already drenched in sweat as if she had been walking outside for a long.
Huh. I thought she was flat, but she has some assets going on for her, huh?
Hoshoujo: [You're a pervert aren't you.]
Mendou: [THAT GOES FOR YOU! No one just goes and barges into someone's home, starts to strip, and has the galls label me as the pervert!]
Hoshoujo: [...That makes sense.]
Mendou: [Makes sense, my ass! Did you realize that just now?]
Hoshoujo: [Well, I assessed that you are someone that won't assault me even if I were defenseless.]
Somehow, it feels like she was making my manliness inferior. She's pushing my buttons here by just sitting there and speaking.
I'm pissed that she just came here to talk shit. But, there should be another reason.
She came as soon Najimi left, that couldn't be enough of a coincidence.
Mendou: [So? What the hell do you want? Aren't your bodyguards going to look for you?]
Hoshoujo: [It's fine. I always escape from them. This is no big deal.]
As she just silently sat on the sofa as she cooled herself off, I heard some people run in the streets with clacking shoes.
I tried to look through the windows, and to my surprise, they looked like Hoshoujo's bodyguards.
[Find her! If there's one witness, then take them away! We'll interrogate them! We must find Lady Yuna at all cost!]
It was the muffled voice of who seemed to be the chief of the bodyguards. A big bulky man with great physicality.
Mendou: [Oooh. That's a big deal, alright.]
They will kill me if they learn that she's here.
Hoshoujo: [So, then. I'll tell you why I came here today. I believe that I already requested your help before.]
Mendou: [Hah! What makes you think I'll help you?]
Hoshoujo: [I'll go out and tell my bodyguards that you pulled me in and tried to strip me after trying to take a sniff of my body scent.]
Mendou: [Uwaagh! That's nasty!]
I admit that Hoshoujo's kinda hot, but with that kind of personality, I'd rather leave it to Najimi. They're both eccentric, and they will suit each other.
Mendou: [Alright. I'll accept it! Did you come all the way just to threaten me?]
Hoshoujo: [Partly, yes. But I came here to see what kind of things are you teaching Najimi.]
She stood up, looking at the things that were in the living room such as pictures, furniture, and even the fridge.
Mendou: [Well, I'm teaching him how to live a little. So, if you'll excuse me, I still have some things to do, so leave.]
Hoshoujo: [For instance, something that would require this?]
I was already at the back doorway, slightly opening the door for her as I gestured for her to leave nicely.
Yet, she was standing right beside the fridge, holding something.
I looked closely and saw a small packet that had a note on it.
["Use it wisely." Dad.]
It was a condom. Hoshoujo was holding it.
She must have found it above the refrigerator where dad leaves all his memos and notes for me.
That's why I never let anyone go to my living room casually.
Mendou: [...]
Hoshoujo: [Pervert.]
Mendou: [——Oh for christ's sake!]
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[Author's Note: Shoujo means young lady, but Shojo means virgin for girls, making it so that Mendou confuses her name for that.]