Chapter 302: Hotel Rafia
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 302: Hotel Rafia
Even if the Judo Club members started it, a fight is a fight.
Because of that, I got an earful from an angry Coach Goro.
His reaction was understandable. A martial artist brawling—not sparring—in front of new students, of all people... of course he'd be mad.
Still, I expected a harsh scolding, so it was a relief that it seemed more like a formality.
It seemed the coach was also angry that Chinami had been insulted. Plus, with Renka, the club captain, taking my side and the fight not escalating, he probably decided to let it go with just a lecture.
The fact that I've been a diligent manager up until now must have played a part in his lenient attitude.
By the time I left the club room, it was lunchtime.
I parted ways with Renka, who was going to have lunch with Chinami, and headed to the classroom after getting a message from Miyuki telling me to come see her.
Inside the empty classroom 2-A, I could see Miyuki sitting all alone, pulling her coat tighter and slowly rocking back and forth.
“You're here? Come.”
Miyuki patted my seat.
The way she tempted me with a smile was truly beautiful.
I did as she said, sat down, and asked.
“What is it?”
“I heard there was an incident in the first-year hallway where the club orientations were held today...”
So that's why she called me during lunch. She already knew.
Did the rumors already spread during the break after third period?
Or did it reach the ears of the student council, and one of the members sent out a mass text or something?
Either way, that's impressive.
“They said the Kendo Club and the Judo Club fought. This has something to do with you, doesn't it, Matsuda-kun?”
I shrugged at her follow-up question.
“What makes you think it has anything to do with me?”
“You told the faculty office you'd be out for the orientation. The only people running the Kendo Club's orientation were the captain, Inoo-senpai, the manager, Nanase-senpai, and you, Matsuda-kun. Wouldn't it be weird if you weren't involved?”
“It could've been some freshmen who wanted to join the Kendo Club who caused the trouble.”
“The fact that you're getting talkative makes it obvious you were the one fighting.”
“...Well, yeah, but...”
“I have a rough idea of what happened... but it's all secondhand rumors, so I'd rather hear it from you, Matsuda-kun. So, explain.”
Miyuki's expression showed she was determined to hear my explanation.
It seemed she also had a certain faith... that if the new, more responsible me got into a fight, there must have been a good reason.
Comparing her past reactions to this one, I felt how much things had changed as I explained the whole incident.
After listening to me quietly, Miyuki nodded.
“So that's what happened?”
“Yeah.”
“I see.”
She seems to be letting it go surprisingly easily... Is that really it?
Half-doubting, I stared at Miyuki.
“Is that it...?”
“That's it. Is something missing? You want me to scold you?”
I wonder what kind of scolding she means.
Of course, Miyuki was probably thinking of a lecture, but I wanted to take it differently.
Queen Miyuki milking me dry... For some reason, I'm kind of curious about that.
“No.”
“You were trying to confront the person who insulted Nanase-senpai, and he attacked you first. Besides, you didn't technically trade punches, you didn't escalate the fight, and you even apologized to the people around you... I think you did well.”
Did well... Coming from Miyuki, who despises violence, that was an unbelievable thing to say.
But actually, I wasn't just trying to grab him to confront him; I intended to fight from the start... Better keep that to myself.
“I trust you know that just because I said that, it doesn't mean I want you to fight more, Matsuda-kun.”
Hearing Miyuki's benevolent words refreshed my heart.
As expected, Miyuki is a woman you can't help but love.
“I know.”
“Then that's settled. The Kendo and Judo clubs might want to keep this quiet, but it's going to reach the student council. They'll probably take it seriously since your name will come up again, Matsuda-kun... but don't worry too much. The cause and effect are clear, so you won't face any major disciplinary action.”
I flinched at her words and asked.
“So you're saying I will get some kind of punishment?”
“We don't know for sure. Your reputation in the student council has been pretty good lately. If you're lucky, you might get off with just a warning.”
“If I do get disciplined, can't you do something to stop it? You're a second-year now, you must have some power, right?”
“Hearing you say that makes me want to stay out of it even more.”
“Really?”
“Yep.”
“Then I take it back.”
Miyuki looked dumbfounded at my shameless expression, then suddenly burst out laughing with a 'pfft'.
She's being incredibly lovely today. I have to get a round in right now.
With that resolve, I looked around and said.
“Where's Miura?”
“I told him to go eat first. And can you stop with the lewd thoughts? This is a classroom.”
Miyuki, having read my eyes, shook her head with a firm expression.
But that only lasted for a moment.
I lunged forward, spread Miyuki's legs wide, and pushed my body between them. Her eyes trembled as if an earthquake had struck.
It seemed she hadn't expected me to actually try to do it in the classroom.
“M-Matsuda-kun...! Are you crazy? You really can't...! We'll definitely get caught...!”
“I'll just lock the door.”
“There are windows...! And no curtains...! I-If you want to do it, do it somewhere else...!”
So doing it is okay, then.
We hadn't done it for the past few days, so it seemed Miyuki's desires had built up quite a bit too.
“Where else.”
“The rooftop...! Even the rooftop...”
“It's cold up there.”
“Th-Then the bathroom...”
“Don't you think that's even riskier?”
“The gym storage room...!!”
It's a place we use often, so it lacks impact, but it's relatively safe.
I slowly closed Miyuki's legs, which looked truly desperate, took her hand as she sighed in exasperation, and pulled her to her feet.
“So, we're going to the storage room?”
“...But we have to be quick... If students with gym class in the afternoon come in... And clean up well... so no one notices...”
“Got it. I'll do everything.”
“Okay...”
As I left the classroom with Miyuki, a laugh suddenly escaped my lips.
It was funny how I'd acted like I was going to do it right then and there, only to obediently head to the gym.
Miyuki seemed to be thinking the same thing, as she was wearing a slightly shy smile.
Not long ago, she used to wear a guilty expression whenever we had sex on school grounds, but now there's almost no trace of that.
I stuck close to her side, matching her stride, and we walked out onto the school grounds together.
* * *
‘What is this?’
Club activity time.
When I went to the club room, my eyes widened at the sight of several young-looking students getting pamphlets from Chinami, who was standing at a desk set up outside.
Why are there so many people? I'd guess there are about twenty of them.
The ratio of boys to girls is about even... Are they all here to join the club?
I can understand the girls, since Renka is here, but why are there so many guys?
I hate the smell of sweat. I wish they'd all just disappear.
As I walked through the crowd of students with that thought, I felt their eyes focus on me.
“Ah, Junior. You're here.”
Chinami waved with both hands when she spotted me.
I walked up to her and asked.
“What's all this?”
“Mufufu... They're prospective Kendo Club members. It seems the way you handled yourself today was very, very impressive, Junior. The rumor has spread across the entire universe.”
She must be talking about how I only subdued the Judo Club member and then apologized to everyone around.
To think that something that obviously required an apology is seen in a positive light... it makes me wonder why the world has become so bleak.
Still, I guess I must have acted manly. For them to show up long after the orientation was over.
If I tell Renka to only accept the pretty girls, will she actually be disgusted with me?
“I'm so sorry, but we've run out of the pamphlets we prepared for today. We'll have plenty ready next time you stop by, so please understand.”
As Chinami said this to the crowd with a genuinely apologetic expression, all eyes were drawn to her.
A fresh, lively, and endlessly kind manager... exactly the type of girl guys prefer.
Plus, with Renka here too, it's likely some of them want to join just to see the beautiful upperclassmen.
Maybe this sudden surge of freshmen isn't because of me, but because of Renka and Chinami.
The spring semester hasn't even started, and yet the number of those with impure motives is already growing.
I should gouge all their eyes out.
“Junior? What are you thinking about?”
Chinami hid her hands behind her back and tilted her body.
She looks so cute. Miyuki said she had something to do at home, so I should spend time with Chinami today.
“I was just thinking about going to that place tonight.”
“What place is that?”
“Rafia.”
“N-Ngyah...!?”
Her face instantly turned red, as if she remembered the name of the love hotel.
Her shimmering pink eyes darted around as she spoke in a barely audible voice.
“Does that mean...?”
“I was thinking of giving you a massage. Are you free tonight, by any chance?”
“I-I am, but...”
“But?”
“I promised to eat cake with Renka...”
In that case, let's just have Renka come along too.
She'll probably be stubborn and refuse to go, but maybe I can half-forcefully persuade her through various 'educational' methods during club activities. Wouldn't that work somehow?
I thought to myself, full of hope.
“Can I join you?”
“Ah... Of course, you can come...”
“Then let's all go together after this? I'll talk to the captain.”
“Yes... Then, shall we make that the plan for now...?”
“Yep.”
“Okay... Then I guess I'll have to prepare myself mentally...”
I don't know if she means preparing for a massage or for something lewd.
Maybe both? Our Chinami is an innocent pervert, so it's entirely possible she's thinking that way.
Already feeling the blood rush to my groin, I sent the freshmen on their way and helped Chinami move the desk back into the club room.