Neither Matsuda Ken nor I could study.
Thus, I have absolutely zero clue what the professor's talking about.
Looking at Miyuki, she was concentrating on class and adeptly writing down notes.
I tried to follow the professor's class as much as possible, but I felt a gaze on me and looked at the direction it came from.
Tetsuya was looking at me with surprise written all over his face.
It must be strange for him to see me taking classes seriously.
I snorted, stared straight ahead and whispered softly:
"Is this the first time you've seen someone study?"
"Mi, sorry… But the page is wrong… You have to turn to page 32, not page 15…," he said timidly.
But, I still did what he said.
Well, this guy was originally like that.
But, by the end, he had changed.
"Who told you? Worry about yourself."
"Ah, yes…"
After our conversation, I saw Miyuki glancing over at us.
Still hostile eyes. My heart hurts.
Annoyed for no reason, I tore up a part of my textbook to make a ball and threw it at an innocent student sitting in the front.
As if I was showing off to Miyuki, who was still looking at me.
Thud-!
The ball landed perfectly on the student's head and bounced off.
Miyuki's eyes widened.
Her facial expressions made it clear that she'd tell the professor if I didn't stop immediately.
I shrugged my shoulders and looked back down at my textbook.
Then, without Miyuki's knowledge, I poked the student in front of me.
"Sorry. It's a mistake."
Familiar with this, he nodded.
It didn't appear in the game, but I guess he was bullied by Matsuda Ken and other delinquents a lot.
Ding-dong-! Ding-dong-!
Not long after, the familiar bell rang, and class ended.
I glanced at Miyuki and was getting ready, so I could head back home.
Krik-
The classroom door opened, and then, someone called my name.
"Ken! Ken!"
I frowned.
Because this meant Matsuda Ken's friends were coming.
As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, these guys were bullies like me.
Skipping class, drinking alcohol, and smoking cigarettes were all natural to these guys.
But, now, I didn't want to hang out with these guys.
It wasn't because they violated the academy rules but because they said obscene things about my lovely Miyuki.
Plus, glares were always plastered on their faces.
Only Miyuki could only look at me like that.
I wanted to cut ties with them anyway, and staying with them would also greatly reduce any increase in Miyuki's favorability toward me.
I don't know their names, but I don't even need to know.
I leaned back in my chair and sighed as the most unlucky-looking fellow of my friends approached me.
"What."
"Are you going to Ikebukuro today?"
"I'm not going."
"Ah? I even made a reservation, why?"
"I'm tired, so I'm going to rest."
"Rest? You? What, are you sick?"
"It's too noisy, so I'm not going. You guys go have fun."
"Okay…? Then, there is nothing you can do. Hey, Hanazawa! How have you been today?"
As soon as the conversation ends, this fool tries to make fun of Miyuki.
Miyuki, who was packing her bag, raised her head as began responding.
At that moment,
Baka-!
I slapped the back of the guy's head.
"Aagh!"
I spoke nonchalantly to the guy who's in pain.
"Haiyah, you're always like this. Leave."
"What…? Why are you suddenly beating me?"
"Ah fuck… Stop talking. My ears hurt."
"It's not that big a deal."
Grumbling, the friend soon disappeared with the rest of the gang.
Even with these things, I can build up favorability with Miyuki.
But, I can't now. As of now, she still thinks of me as the same as those guys. No, probably even worse.
Still, it's slowly changing.
Hopefully.
I immediately left the classroom.
Miyuki didn't bother to even look at me.
When I look at her, it's impossible to take my eyes off of her.
Once home, I turned on the air conditioner and laid down on the mattress.
I was worried that I would oversleep and miss the event.
Still, unlike my home in reality, it was very quiet here, so even though I was resting on an unfamiliar and firm mattress, I could fall asleep easily.
Come to think of it, I fell asleep very quickly even before I came here.
Normally, I can't fall asleep for several hours, and I always wake up throughout the night.
If I wake up, won't it become reality?
Hopefully, that doesn't happen.
I covered myself with the blanket and fell asleep.
A molester on the subway or train in an anime or dating sim is about as cliché as it gets.
However, it was extremely effective.
Every manga, anime, and dating sim uses this classic cliché for a reason.
And in Doki-Doki Academy, this classic cliché happened.
When? Just now.
Rattle! Rattle!
In a crowded train so jammed with people that it's almost impossible to move around.
Having preoccupied Miyuki's seat in advance, I used my height to look around her.
Tetsuya was practically invisible among all the people.
Miyuki was reading a book, leaning against a train pole not far away.
So beautiful; it was as if I was looking at a painting, a masterpiece.
However, the pervert behind her broke the mood.
He had a ferocious face that screamed "I'm a criminal," and his eyes gazed shiftily at his surroundings as he started wiggling over to Miyuki, wanting to touch her thighs.
"Fuck…"
To think that I had to give Miyuki's thighs, which I hadn't touched yet, to a molester first.
Annoyance welled up inside me.
Originally, I was going to wait until he slipped his hand under her uniform skirt, and the moment Miyuki noticed, I would intervene.
While watching the two of them with such thoughts in mind, Miyuki's body flinched.
"…?"
She looked around her with her eyes wide open and found the molester right behind her.
But, once she saw the guy's calm face, she turned her eyes back to the book with a sullen expression.
There were a lot of people, so she seemed to rationalize that he was simply being pushed against her.
The molester grew bolder when he noticed Miyuki's inaction.
Through a tiny gap in the dense crowd, I could see the molester's hand trying to reach Miyuki's butt.
Her thigh was still being touched by his other hand.
In a short while, the man's hand will reach her butt.
Only then did she realize that something bad was happening to her, and Miyuki's face tinged with embarrassment.
Disgust and fear flashed in Miyuki's eyes.
I watched her trembling hands rummage through her bag for her phone.
"Hey! You fucking bastard!!"
In the train car, my scream cut through the background rattling sound of the train.
Just like when I entered the classroom yesterday, all eyes focused on me.
Miyuki, who was grinding her teeth, also spotted me.
"Eh, Matsuda-kun…?"
Surprise was written all over her face and in her tone.
There was a hint of desperation in her trembling voice.
The timing was perfect.
Even the molester was so shocked at being caught and pulled out his hand.
I'm glad I stopped him before he could go any further.
I pushed people away with force and approached the molester who hesitated in embarrassment.
Then, as soon as I was close enough to him, I raised my fist and punched his chin.
Krrrck-!
The sound of something breaking.
And that was the brief end of the molester.
It was a perfect hit. The molester's gigantic body lost balance in an instant and stumbled.
I immediately lowered my upper body and tackled the molester to the ground.
After that, I completely ignored the commotion and punched the molester again in the face.
Pow-!
The molester's head twisted to the side.
There were several small lumps of blood next to him.
His teeth had also chipped.
If we had fought properly, I would've probably lost, so I'm glad my surprise attack worked out.
Pow-! Pow-!
I continued punching the molester in the face.
"Matsuda-kun…!"
Miyuki cautiously called out to me.
I deliberately pretended not to hear, pretending to be too excited and kept hitting the molester.
Pow-! Pow-!
As the perpetrator's face became covered with blood, some people took out their phones.
They wanted to report this to the police station.
Seeing this, Miyuki took advantage of the moment when I raised my fist for another blow and grabbed my arm with both of her hands and pulled as hard as she could.
"Matsuda-kun!! He will die!! Stop!"
The feeling of Miyuki's voluptuous breasts on my arm was amazing.
It was just in time for the train to arrive at the next station.
Then Miyuki spoke in an urgent voice.
"Hey, let's get out of here… The door is open… We have to get out…"
"I'm not done yet?"
"Matsuda-kun…! Let's stop and leave…! People are scared… Hurry up…!"
"Okay, I got it."
As I reluctantly stood up, Miyuki grabbed my wrist, and we fled the train.
Her touch on my wrist was very warm.
Just like her heart.
"What were you thinking? Why did you beat him to such an extent?"
Sitting on the bench and listening to Miyuki, I wrinkled my brows as if I was dumbfounded.
"How can you even say that when you were molested?"
"Ah, no matter what, hitting someone who has passed out is…"
It's cute how she suddenly changed her attitude.
I sneered and replied.
"If it wasn't for me, your panties would already come off? You're screaming and patronizing me right now, but why'd you keep quiet back then? Are you into that stuff?"
At those words, Miyuki, furious, snapped at me.
"What, what are you talking about…!? You're too much…! I was so embarrassed and scared…"
"Matsuda-kun's brash and vulgar tone is a problem. Why do you attack and mock everyone? Why do you do that? Is it fun doing that? Does it improve your self-esteem?"
She reacted to it, so I wanted to do it more.
"Wouldn't you like to thank me first? Why do you keep admonishing me?"
"Huh, it's not a lecture…? Huh…"
Miyuki, whose voice lowered again, looked at my hands, stunned.
Seeing the blood dripping through my fingers, she said:
"Matsuda-kun, your hands are bleeding…"
"I'm used to it."
It's not easy bluffing.
"Y-you're used to it… Wipe it with this…"
Miyuki, who had closed her eyes and grimaced as if she saw something gruesome, took out a handkerchief from her bag and held it out.
A white handkerchief like a snowflake.
Seeing that, I shook my head.
"Won't it be hard to clean if it gets bloody?"
"That doesn't matter now…"
"It's fine. I can wash up in the bathroom. The next train's arriving soon. You should board it and get to the academy. If you are late, you will lost points. Can our class president be like that?"
"Yeah, but…"
"If you really want to help me, buy me a drink or something from the store later. I'm going. Bye."
I waved my hands loosely and headed for the bathroom without looking back at Miyuki.
When I turned on the faucet and put my hand lathered in disinfectant under it, my hands really stung. I felt like screaming.
I dried off my hands very carefully and walked out of the bathroom.
"Matsuda-kun, did you wash and clean it all off?"
When Miyuki called my name from a distance, I was really startled.
I truly didn't expect for her to still be here.
"Fuck…! What are you doing here!?"
Surprised, I spat out curse words, causing everyone at the station to stare at me.
Seeing their attention, Miyuki brought her long, thin index finger to her lips and gestured for him to be quiet.
"Can't you lower your voice a bit…? People are surprised…"
I grumbled as I took a deep breath.
"Haa… Don't surprise me…"
Miyuki stared blankly at me like this before the corners of her mouth suddenly lifted, showing me a beautiful smile.
The moment I saw it, my eyes widened.
Naturally, it was far weaker than the refreshing smiles she gave Tetsuya, but it was a smile so beautiful that it really brightened up the surroundings.
Truly, to the point how I wondered how there could be such a beautiful person in this world…..
After barely calming my pounding heart, I deliberately treated Miyuki bluntly.
"What? Why're you still here?"
"Thank you…"
"What?"
"Thank you… For saving me…"
I think I did a good job saving her. No, I was glad to be born.
Scratching the side of my head as if I was embarrassed, I said:
"No matter. I didn't do it for your thanks."
"But you told me to say thank you earlier?"
"I didn't think you'd really do it."
"What do you think of me? I'm a person who knows how to be grateful, unlike someone…"
"Who are you talking about?"
Not answering his question, Miyuki changed the topic.
"And Matsuda-kun, I think you should reduce your swearing."
"You criticized my tone earlier as brash and vulgar… Stop nagging me, and just go."
"Is Matsuda-kun not coming to the Academy?"
"PC…I'm going to spend some time at a PC cafe."
"Why are you trying to be absent when you even put on your uniform?"
"Wearing a uniform makes me want to be absent."
"I don't understand…"
The way she tilts her head is so pretty… I want to attack her right now.
"You don't need to understand."
"Don't do that. Let's go. You need to properly clean it and bandage it and take some medicine. If you leave it alone, the wound will get worse. I'll tell professor-nim. Matsuda-kun, go to the infirmary as soon as you arrive. You can take a break there for about one period."
Given that she said all this, she seemed genuinely grateful and worried.
A positive impression.
"Something wrong with your head? You're recommending loafing around…"
"It's treatment and rest. Just come to class during second period."
"Are you my mother?"
Miyuki looked at me with a tired face as I continued to mock her.
Taking a deep breath, she said.
"Haa… Okay, it doesn't matter whether you skip school or whatever, but first, go to the infirmary."
"What if I don't want to?"
"Then do as you like…!"
She said that, raising her voice slightly, then she turned her body.
Giggling, I moved right next to Miyuki.
"But Hanazawa."
"What…!"
"Do you know that there's blood on you too?"
"Me too…? Where?"
"It's buried there."
I extended my index finger and pointed to her chest. Miyuki's gaze followed the direction in which my finger was pointing.
Her face turned bright red in an instant when she saw her own blood smeared near her own chest.
Hastily covering her chest with her bag, she narrowed her brows as she looked at me.
"Rye, aren't you a pervert…?"
"I said it purely as a courtesy. Why are you being sensitive? Aren't you a pervert?"
"You could've just ignored it."
"If I hadn't told you, you would have gone to school with blood on your chest. You're good at studying, but you're a bit… stupid in this regard."
"You, I don't want to hear that from you…"
What I told her was the truth.
I smiled and waited for the next train.
Today's event was a great success. I liked it very much.
Although, my hands hurt.