The next day, Masachika came to school almost an hour earlier than usual.
There's no particularly deep reason.
It's simple, he woke up an hour earlier than usual.
In addition, Masachika woke up feeling unusually refreshed. He had a feeling
that if he went back to sleep just like that, it would've been hard to fall asleep
and he would've overslept after idling about for quite some time. That being
the case, he'd rather go to school earlier.
Another reason was that he just happened to be on class duty today.
In this school, two students took turns taking up the class duty in order of
student numbers and the two students' seats were arranged so they were next
to each other. In other words, Masachika's partner in the class duty was
Alisa.
Masachika was aware that he was lazy and someone who tended to find most
things bothersome, because of that he tried to not cause trouble to other
people (Within Masachika, forgetting his textbook and asking Alisa to show
him her textbook wasn't in the causing-trouble-to-other-people category).
Therefore, no matter how troublesome it was, he wouldn't skip the cleaning
and class duty work. Even so he precisely only did the work he's in charge
of, nothing more. That was the reason why Masachika was Masachika, but he
had a different mood today.
"Yeah, it's perfect if I say so myself"
Masachika looked around the empty classroom from the top of the teacher's
platform and nodded in satisfaction.
The desks and chairs were neatly and cleanly arranged. In addition, the
notebooks returned by the homeroom teacher were placed in an orderly
fashion.
There was no chalk dust on the blackboard at all and the blackboard eraser
was clean like new.
Incidentally, these were things that Alisa always did on her own during class
duty, and not part of her original class duty work but, since he woke up early
today he wanted to try saying, "Eh? You're the one who always does all of
these? I've already done everything, though?".
He returned to his seat and waited for Alisa, who would most likely come
earlier than usual.
A few minutes later, Alisa did indeed come earlier than usual. She opened the
door to the classroom, confirmed the figure of Masachika and opened her
eyes wide.
"Yo, morning"
"....Morning, Kuze-kun"
Looking around the classroom, while knitting one of her eyebrows she
noticed that all of the work she usually did was completely done. At such
Alisa, Masachika said with a somewhat proud smile.
"This morning I woke up really early, you see. I had some free time so I got
some stuff done"
"....To think Kuze-kun was up so early, I wonder if it's going to snow today"
"You really speak fluent Japanese, Alya-san"
"At the very least don't fall asleep in class"
"....I'll do my best"
Alisa sighed as if exasperated towards Masachika who said that really
confidently. Alisa then said in a small, but firm voice.
"....I'll take care of the blackboard eraser in the morning"
Masachika showed a bitter smile at her attitude of never wanting to owe
others anything.
It's not like Masachika had intention to make her owe him but, this appeared
to be a matter of pride for Alisa.
Masachika knew from more than a year of associating with her that saying
anything at times like this would be useless, so he simply said, "Then I'll
leave it to you", and obediently accepted it.
At such Masachika, Alisa nodded her head while her face still looked
somewhat dissatisfied. Then she approached her seat with a slightly strange
gait,
Feeling out of place with the way she walked, Masachika noticed that Alisa's
knee socks were wet.
He looked out the window but, no need to even check, it's sunny weather
outside. It seemed to be raining in the middle of the night but, there's no sign
of it now.
"That, what happened? Did you just shove your foot into a puddle?"
"I didn't. I'm not you after all"
"Who are you calling an all year round daylight lantern1
, huh!?"
"I didn't say that far... haa, I got splashed by a truck"
"My oh my, that must be a disaster"
"Well, it's my fault for walking near the roadway. I have spare socks so it's
fine, I guess"
Having said that, Alisa took a seat, and contorted her face as if in disgust
while taking off her indoor shoes. And then, she placed her right foot at the
edge of her seat and she started to swiftly take off her knee socks in front of
Masachika
Her dazzling bare leg that had been wrapped in white knee sock was exposed
to Masachika's eyes. The long and slender, frighteningly white leg shone
under the morning sun pouring in from the window. Her skirt slid down over
her raised leg, causing her thighs to peek out slightly.
Having taken off the wet knee sock, as if flooded by a sense of liberation,
Alisa stretched her leg in one go, exposing her wet bare leg to the open air.
At that sight, Masachika averted his eyes, feeling as if he had seen something
inappropriate.
She was just taking off her knee socks, but he felt strangely guilty as if he had
peeped at the sight of her changing clothes or taking a bath. After all this
time, Masachika suddenly felt restless as he became strongly aware that Alisa
was an incredibly beautiful girl.
"Fuuu...."
After taking off both knee socks, Alisa wiped her legs with a small towel she
was carrying around for when it rained. Alisa then breathed out with a
refreshed look on her face.
Then she casually looked to the side and there he was. Blinking in surprise,
she found the figure of Masachika, his body facing in her direction, looking
down diagonally with an awkward look.
When she saw Masachika, who was always easy going and never perturbed
by anything having a somewhat embarrassed, flustered looking face...
Alisa's lips smiled.
Showing a somewhat sadistic, mischievous expression, Alisa turned towards
Masachika's direction and stretched her right leg. She nimbly grabbed
Masachika's pants with her foot's thumb and index finger, and tugged it.
"Hey, can you get me a spare pair of socks from my locker?"
"Haa?"
"Because I took it off first I can't go get it, see"
And then she nimbly crossed her legs, keeping her foot in the air as if to say,
"You can understand just from looking, right?".
In the moment when the area below her skirt and above the knee socks if she
were to wear one now almost visible from the front, Masachika quickly
averted his eyes, showing his agitation.
At such him, Alisa's sadistic-like smile deepened and she rested her cheek on
her chair.
How picturesque was the appearance of her smiling delightful under the
morning sun.
She was just like a selfish princess who was amused by the unreasonable
demands she thrusted to her servants, or a wicked female executive asking
her subordinates something unreasonable.
(Dress and military uniform, if it's Alya she would look good in either,
yeah~)
While skipping thoughts like that in the direction of the day after tomorrow,
Masachika hurriedly got out of his seat and headed for Alisa's locker at the
back of the classroom.
Confirming with Alisa with a glance, he opened the locker. What was inside
were neatly organized textbooks and toolboxes.
At the inner part, under a folded umbrella was a pair of socks in a clear
plastic bag.
Feeling like he was doing something inappropriate again, he grabbed the
socks by the plastic bag and hurried back to his seat.
"Here"
Then, when he looked at the side of Alisa's face and thrusted out the socks,
she threw a bombshell at him.
"Then, can you put it on for me?"
"Huuuh!?"
When Masachika turned around while shouting strangely, he saw Alisa
raising her right leg towards him.
Maybe because they were alone, different from usual, she didn't even try to
hide her amusement and tilted her head while grinning.
"What's wrong?"
"No, rather, what's wrong with you!?"
"It's my thanks for getting my socks. It's a reward for you, right?"
"Well, it's a reward only to peculiar people...."
"Oh my? Aren't you one of them?"
"I'm not! How's this a reward!?"
While having an it-is-unexpected face, again, she recrossed her legs and
Masachika shouted as he turned his head away from her with a jerk.
He intended to continue to say, "It's enough, right!? Spare me already!!"...
But before that, Alisa's murmur in Russian reached Masachika's ears.
[Me too though]
When he looked at her with a sidelong glance, the mischievous look on her
face was nowhere to be seen.
Alisa was fiddling around with her hair while averting her eyes with a
seemingly red face. Seeing such an appearance of hers, Masachika's brain
went full throttle towards a strange direction.
What's the meaning of Alisa being sweet when speaking Russian.
Masachika had been thinking about that for a long time. However, the
conclusion he came to was, "I think it's probably because Alya is a mental
exhibitionist".
Alisa was a perfectionist and hard working. In order to be her ideal self, she
was constantly disciplining herself and working tirelessly.
However, Masachika heard somewhere that people who kept themselves in
check like that on a daily basis, wanted to release the stress they had
accumulated somewhere else.
And then, from Alisa point of view becoming sweet when speaking Russian
was also probably such a case.
Just like a maniac who walked around in public without wearing underwear,
he thought she probably enjoyed the thrill of being on the edge of being
exposed or not by making embarrassing comments in front of others.
That was Masachika's theory. In other words, what he was trying to say
was...
(If it's consensual, it's safe!!)
According to Masachika's theory, Alisa was someone who enjoyed
embarrassment. In other words, Alisa was happy and he was happy. Yes, this
is a WIN-WIN situation!
....If anyone were to hear this, "what kind of logic is that", "What the hell is
a mental exhibitionist", "All criminals say it's consensual, man", etc.; there
would inevitably be such retorts flooding, but sadly, there was no one to
retort Masachika's brain.
But at this stage, Masachika still had doubts. What he thought as consent has
been reached, that's in Russian. As expected, he would also like to hear the
words in Japanese.
"Just now, what did you say?"
Masachika asked, turning to face the front, with the idea of a completely evil
person. Then, Alisa immediately smiled provocatively. Masachika expected
her to deceive him.
"Nothing much though? I just said, 'What a coward'"
Masachika had awaited such words. Masachika made a guts pose inwardly
while having a really regrettable face on the surface. She smiled with a
snicker, looking down at such Masachika. Alisa then straightened her crossed
legs.
"Well, it's fine. I'll put it on myse–"
"No, that won't be necessary"
"Eh–?"
When she was about to ask him to hand her the socks, Masachika knelt there
with the sock in hand. That caused Alisa to blink in surprise.
In the next moment, however, Masachika's hand was on her right leg and her
eyes widened in surprise.
"Hyaa!?"
At the feeling of another person''s fingers crawling from her heel to her ankle
like it's ticklish or disgusting, Alisa raised her voice wildly. Her legs jerked
up reflexively and she hurriedly pressed down her skirt with her hands.
"Whoa, don't struggle okay"
"Ah, what'd you mean struggle, ah, wai–!?"
While raising a weird voice, she held her skirt down with her right hand and
quickly covered her mouth with her left hand.
Despite shock filling Alisa's eyes, Masachika only smiled towards her and
said.
"What the hell, you're the one who told me to put them on, right?"
"That's, right, but–!"
"Being called a coward was... As expected, even I've got my pride too, see"
"Wait a sec, I still haven't prepared my–"
Even so, disregarding Alisa's words, Masachika hooked the mouth of the
sock on both thumbs and quickly put the sock on Alisa's leg.
The sensation of the sock creeping up her foot sent a tingle down Alisa's
spine.
"Ah, no–"
Afterwards, Masachika's thumbs touched Alisa's thigh through the thin
sock–
"~~~Where do you think you're touching!!!"
"Habushii!?"
Right away, Alisa's leg kicked up and beautifully hit Masachika's jaw.
Masachika fell on his backside and hit the back of his head on his chair.
"~~~~~kuh!!"
"Ah, I-I'm sorry. Are you okay?"
Falling on the floor, Masachika curled himself up as if at his wits' end,
fainting in agony. As one would expect, the worry inside Alisa's mind
prevailed. In front of Alisa, who temporarily forgot her shame and anger to
worry for Masachika, Masachika tremblingly reached out his right hand on
the floor and traced the floor with his index finger.
It was like a dying person who was leaving a dying message in his own
blood.
Of course there was no blood on Masachika's finger. His finger was just
tracing the floor but Alisa's eyes could clearly see the words Masachika was
trying to write.
It was just one word. "Pink".
"!?!?"
The moment she understood it, Alisa quickly held her skirt down. Her face
instantly turned bright red in anger and shame.
"~~wah, kh~~"
She seemed to not know how to take out her anger on someone who was
lying on the floor. Alisa's right hand was opening and closing while she was
leaking out inarticulate voice for a short while. Though suddenly, she quickly
grabbed the other sock from on top of Masachika's desk and quickly put it on
her left foot.
And then, she put on her indoor shoes; facing towards the still lying dead on
the floor Masachika; and shouted in Russian.
[Unbelievable! Idiot! Just die!!]
She screamed just like a child and Alisa walked out of the classroom with
rough steps. Two of her girl classmates who were just about to enter the
classroom hurriedly made way for her while being surprised by her unusual
state.
"Eh? What? Princess Alya just shouted like crazy, though?"
"It was in Russian, right? What on earth? Eh? The princess descended into
madness?"
The two of them saw off Alisa's figure with a blank stare. They casually
looked at the classroom and there, they found Masachika rubbing the back of
his head.
"Morning, Kuze.... Did something happen?"
"Yeah, morning... No, not really?"
"Morning, Kuze-kun... What happened to your head?"
"Well.... I think, I got a pimple here"
"Fuu~un?"
Both of them took their seats while tilting their heads doubtfully. While
pretending not to notice the doubtful eyes of these two, Masachika took out
her phone and started the messaging app, and sent a message to his little
sister.
『Hey little sister, there's a problem』
She was probably exactly in the middle of going to school inside a car.
Immediately there was a 'Read' mark and a reply was sent.
『What's the matter, my beloved onii-chan-sama』
『Don't get surprised when you hear this, actually....』
『Gulp』
A sticker of an anime character trembling in fear was sent. While looking at
the sticker overflowing with a sense of urgency, Masachika typed the
message with a look of utter bitterness on his face.
『I... maybe have leg fetish』
『What, did you say....!? You bastard, weren't you a genuine boob guy?!』
『Aah... Kuh! I never knew, I had such fetish!!』
『I see... you bastard finally, have come to understand the splendor of legs,
huh... 』
『Yeah, seems like it』
『Legs are good, right? Plump thighs are fine and all but, the well-trained
antelope like legs are also irresistible』
『Aah, as expected of my little sister』
『Uhuh... By the way older brother』
『Hmm?』
『What's with this shitty conversation』
『Sorry』
Masachika's face turned serious as her little sister poured cold water on him
through the phone.
He put down his phone and plopped down on his desk with dead air.
"What to do now, eh"
He himself was self-aware that he had overdone things in various meanings.
He felt like he should have gone apologize to her right now. But with Alisa's
pride being so high, he felt that if he were to go himself now, it would instead
get returned with stubbornness.
"Well, let's think about it when she comes back"
Even Alisa was not a child. Once she cooled down, she might have come
back unexpectedly looking like usual.
◇
Conclusion, it wasn't anything special.
"Eee~eh well then, that's all for today. Aah, no need to do greetings. Well
then"
After rapidly saying that, the homeroom teacher quickly left the classroom.
The morning homeroom was over quite quickly and there was still almost
five minutes left before the first period.
However, the students of first year class B didn't get up from their seats, and
they started to talk to each other in whispers. There was one reason why the
teacher ended the homeroom early and the students were somewhat nervous.
It was because our Princess Alya's usual expressionless face was nowhere to
be seen. She had a sulky aura running full-throttle on her expression while
resting her chin in her hands.
"(He-hey ... that, what's going on here?)"
"(I don't know... I heard something about Kuze-kun got something to do
with it, though)"
"(Well, it's not unthinkable Alya-san's displeasure was because Kuze-kun
made her angry, isn't it. To be exact, what happened?)"
"(I did hear Princess Alya screaming, you know?)"
"(Eh? Why?)"
"(Who knows? It's in Russian so I don't know)"
Within the classroom where various kinds of speculations flew about in
whispers, Takeshi left his seat sneakily and sneaked over to Masachika.
"(He-hey)"
"(What)"
Somewhat overwhelmed by the surrounding atmosphere, Masachika also
responded in a whisper. Takeshi then brought his mouth to Masachika's ear
and whispered to him.
"(You, did you make Alya-san angry and got Enzuigiri-ed no joke?")
"How it became like that!?"
He screamed unconsciously and lowered his head at the sight of Alisa's eyes
glancing his way.
By the way, Enzuigiri2
was a spinning kick that was fired at the back of an
opponent's head while jumping.
It was something that even a bad kid should never imitate.
"(There's no way Alya would use such a dangerous technique, right)"
"(I-I guess so)"
"(Yeah, at best it would be a somersault kick to the jaw, I say)"
"(No, if that's the case that would be amazing. Isn't it?)"
Thinking it was a joke, Takeshi gave a wry smile, and Masachika smiled
ambiguous while thinking, "I'm half serious, though".
"(So, why is Princess Alya in bad mood to that extend?)"
"(Err, that was....)"
"(It's because you messed up something anyway, right? Cmon, spit it out)"
"(Hm~mm, well, I guess you could say I did something?)"
If it were said honestly, he's done it. He messed up. However, right now if he
were to say something like, "I touched her leg and saw her panty after that",
he could see that he would immediately be put through a class trial and
unanimously executed in public.
Because of that, he elusively dodged Takeshi's questioning while wracking
his brain to think how to cheer up Alisa.
"Aaah~.... Alya?"
First of all, he called out to Alisa, who was resting her chin in her hand
looking out of the window, to apologize. Alisa then only turned her gaze
towards Masachika while replying in a sharp voice.
"....What is it, Kuze-kun"[You dirty leg fetish man]
Somehow, a second voice channel could be heard. At the end of her Russian
words, "Kuze-kun" was written in small letters.
Even Masachika had a lot of things to say to her about that but, as someone
who was pretending to not understand Russian, he couldn't say anything.
Well, if he offered an objection with something like, "Too bad, I'm a boob
person", Masachika's stock price inside Alisa would be at an all time low. In
addition, all of the girls in class would inevitably be selling their shares of
Masachika's stock in droves because of that. Ultimately, It might've been the
right choice to not say anything at all.
(But you know~ come to think of it, I didn't do anything that bad, didn't I?)
Alisa's cold response brought such thought in Masachika's mind.
From the beginning, it was Alisa herself who told him to touch her legs, and
it was Alisa who kicked her foot up out of shame.
As a result, the fact that her panty was visible was an unavoidable act of god.
And then pointing it out afterwards in a dying message style perhaps was
unnecessary, he thought. And that was too because he was trying to make
Alisa to not worry about him because of her violent antics... As for
Masachika, he was a little dissatisfied only himself was to be the bad guy.
However, he also understood that in this kind of situation, the position of a
guy was sometimes weak. He decided to go apologize without saying
anything lame.
"Err, I'm sorry, okay? For many things earlier"
"....I don't particularly mind? I'm also at fault too, I'm not angry anymore,
okay?"
Masachika's inner voice was saying, "Then why do you look so in a bad
mood~", and the classmates's inner voices who had been listening were piled
up one after another with, "That's definitely a lie....".
But the truth was, it's not a lie. Actually, Alisa wasn't angry already.
The only thing inside Alisa's mind right now was the shame of her legs
getting touched and her panty being seen.
In addition to this, no matter how she was reacting to this, she willingly said,
"Put it on for me?"; and was ashamed at herself for having done it.
Also, the shame that she had screamed like a child and all other things that
she had done filled Alisa's mind. If there was a hole, she felt like going in,
putting a lid on it, soundproofing it, and screaming inside.
So that her inner feelings didn't surface, purposefully, she's pushing the aura
of "I'm in a bad mood!!", to the front.
However, Masachika couldn't understand such a maiden's heart and could
only be at loss.
In the meantime the bell rang, the teacher came and the first period began.
"Heya~ the class is starting~.. Then, today's class duty– Kuze. Greetings"
Checking the name responsible for today's class duty on the edge of the
blackboard, the math teacher casually turned towards Alisa and called
Masachika as if it's natural.
(((We know how you feel)))
The feelings of the entire class were united except for one person.
"....Stand up, bow. Please take care of u~us "
"""Please take care of u~us"""
After they naturally did unnatural greetings, the lesson continued with a
strange sense of tension.
As expected, the side effect of getting up earlier had brought drowsiness to
Masachika but Masachika wasn't a man who could doze off in this
atmosphere.
Having said that, there was no way he could concentrate on the lesson in the
class, so Masachika was earnestly thinking up a way to fix the princess's
mood in his head.
"Well then, that's all for today. ....Kuze, greetings"
"....Stand up, bow. Thank you very much~"
"""Thank you very much~"""
The math teacher left the classroom, obstinately not looking at Alisa's until
the end. Following suit, Masachika too immediately rushed out of the
classroom and quickly made his way to the vending machine set up near the
emergency exit. After he obtained what he wanted, he immediately rushed
back to the classroom and reverently presented it to his neighbor, Alisa.
"Princess, about what happened today, please kindly spare me with your
forgiveness"
What Masachika presented after saying that.... for 14 years consecutively has
magnificently taken the first place of "Where's the demand for that in Seirei
Educational Institute?". Its name was "Sweet~ red-bean soup". Incidentally,
its content was without doubt liquid red bean paste and it's a very sweet
thirst-quenching drink.
(((Why red-bean soup!?)))
The classmates were, "Are you crazy? Are you asking the princess for a
fight?", thinking that with their eyes looking at Masachika but, Masachika
knew. He knew that Alisa sometimes drank this blood-sugar-bursting drink.
"....Didn't I say earlier I'm not particularly angry at you?"
"Hehe, You did of course. This is the least I could do to apologize"
"...Then, I'll take up on your offer"
"Haha~"
When Alisa received the can of the red-bean soup from Masachika's hand,
she opened the pull-tab, and drank its content in one gulp. A shuddering look
came from within the class.
"Thank you for the drink"
"Ah, I'll take care of the empty can"
"It's fine, no need to do that much"
"No no, I don't want to cause trouble to princess"
"If that's the case stop that weird little act"
"Roger"
Although her tone remained harsh, Masachika felt that Alisa's mood had
somewhat cheered up a bit. Relieved by this, Masachika returned to his seat
and.... realized something terrible.
(Ah, this is bad.... I don't have the textbook for the next lesson)
If it's the usual, he would ask Alisa to show him her textbook. However, in
this kind of situation if he shamelessly said "Can you show me your
textbook?", Alisa's slightly improved mood could perhaps take a nosedive.
If that happened, he was sure the whole class would be looking at him with
criticism.
(Can't be helped....)
Alisa's suspicious gaze turned towards Masachika, who froze after checking
the inside of his desk and bag. Masachika turned his face away as if to escape
her gaze and called out to the girl next to him.
"Sorry, could you show me your textbook?"
"Eh? Aah... yeah, it's fine"
The girl next to him smiled bitterly as if she had guessed what was going on,
and she nodded pleasantly. Feeling thankful for that, Masachika stuck their
seats together and patted his chest that he had somehow managed to do so.
Immediately after that.
[Adulterer]
Together with such murmur in Russian, the atmosphere in the class became
even colder again.
(Why the middle-age-years-like word)3
Despite Masachika's lamentation, lessons filled with tension were unfolding
in the first year class B classroom that day.
End of Chapter