Chapter 65
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 65
Chapter Title: Ordinary Daily Life
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After banging the Yuki Onna mother and daughter, a few weeks had passed.
These past few weeks had been truly uneventful.
I started going back to that boring-as-hell school with my ridiculously tiny backpack, and I put the Yuki Onna duo to work as human cooling fans to mine some Bitcoin.
That was pretty much it. Nothing else noteworthy.
Ah, but of course, it wasn't like there were zero changes at all.
"Takuya~ Let's eat lunch together."
"Sure thing. Hey, Momiji! Come over here!"
"Uh, u-uhm..."
Specifically, I had made a new friend at school besides Souta.
A friend of the opposite sex, to be precise.
"O-Okay..."
And one with some serious asocial, otaku vibes, at that.
If you're wondering how I ended up with a friend like this, you'd have to rewind a few days.
"Takuya~ Good morning~"
"Morning, Souta."
"Huh? You look kinda down, Takuya."
"Huh? Oh, yeah."
A few days ago, when I arrived at the classroom based on Takuya's memories, I was feeling pretty glum.
The reason was simple.
'Having to sit through classes at this age...'
I just straight-up didn't want to go to school.
You might say that since I didn't enjoy my youth in high school, it'd be fun to relive it now, but that only works if the kids are somewhat mature.
"Look! A beetle I caught on the mountain yesterday!"
"Eek! Get it away!"
"Eww, gross."
"Hehe, eat shit, eat shit!"
"That's a chocolate, dummy."
"No! It's shit!!"
Yeah, what kind of youth can you have with kids like these? It's basically babysitting.
Of course, there were some somewhat mature ones.
"...."
But those types were off in the corner, nose-deep in a book, radiating an aura that screamed "stay the hell away."
Thanks to that, my only conversation partner was Souta, grinning beside me and listening to my gripes.
So yeah, I was in a pretty foul mood.
'I'd rather be pounding Miyuki right now...'
On top of that, our homeroom teacher was some jacked-up dude, and since it's a rural school, there weren't any young female teachers, which tanked my mood even further.
That was when things got interesting during my boring school routine.
"Souta, I brought the gaming console. Let's eat and play out back."
"Sweet!"
I was so bored and down that I figured sneaking off to play games behind the school would cheer me up.
"Hehe. Hey, eat this."
"Eek... N-No, I don't wanna..."
"Huh? Did you just say no?"
-Slap!
I ended up stumbling on a way more entertaining scene than expected.
Some girls who dressed a bit flashy for kids their age were cornering and bullying a timid-looking girl.
"Takuya?"
"Souta, be quiet for a sec."
To get the full picture, I told Souta to shut it and observed the situation.
"Eek... Why are you doing this...?"
"You don't even know?"
The girl at the front, who seemed like the leader, laughed in disbelief and spoke to the timid one.
"It's 'cause you stole Sayu's stuff."
The timid girl mustered her courage and protested.
"I-I didn't-!"
"Then who else? Some loser like you?"
"Yeah! Right!"
"Hand over Sayu's stuff already!"
"Hehe."
All she got back were cold glares and mocking laughs.
"I-I'm really not the one..."
Seeing her like that, the timid girl's voice grew smaller and more wilted, which only boosted the bullies' egos.
"How dare you lie!"
The leader raised her hand high, and the timid girl squeezed her eyes shut.
Probably bracing for the incoming pain.
But her reaction was pointless. Why?
Because...
─Grab!
"Kids. Isn't this going a bit too far?"
I'd blocked the hand about to slap her.
"Wh-What the?!"
The girl who'd raised her hand scowled visibly at me for suddenly grabbing it.
Obviously, since I'd stopped her.
Or maybe...
-Squeeze.
"Guh. Let go!"
Because I had her wrist in a vise grip as she struggled to shake me off.
I looked at the flailing girl and the ones behind her staring with uneasy "who the hell are you?" eyes, then said,
"I'll let go, so no more bullying her from now on."
Maybe because I'd known too many people around me who'd suffered from school violence, I just didn't want that crap happening at my school.
It was a pure-hearted sentiment, but the response I got was a doozy.
"Why should I?! I hate that she's even in the same school as us!"
She spat it out like she was possessed by rage. I didn't feel annoyed or angry—just amused.
I mean, come on, it was hilarious.
'The one calling others trash barely has loaded parents herself.'
And in a few years, the tables could turn. Yet here she was mouthing off like that.
Normally, she'd catch on and back down by now, but she was still raging, so she must've been spoiled rotten.
In short...
"Yeah, and look at you defending her. Must run in the family, huh? Your parents..."
A spoiled brat.
I tuned out her rambling until it dragged on too long, then casually released her arm and said,
"Yeah, yap all you want. I'm outta here~"
"Where do you think you're going?! I wasn't done-"
"Oh. And one more thing."
Ah, don't forget the warning.
"Let's not drag parents into this, yeah?"
I let out the murderous intent I'd been suppressing, thick in the air.
And so...
"Huh?"
The leader girl collapsed to her knees.
Luckily, no piss on the floor.
I left her there and walked off.
"Hey, you coming?"
"Huh? M-Me?"
"Who else?"
Of course, I took the bullied girl with me.
And what happened after that?
What else?
"Wanna hang out again today?"
-Nod nod.
"Sure, why not."
Ever since, the timid girl—no, Momiji—came to hang out in our class every day, so we got friendly.
She'd even sit in on our classes sometimes or eat lunch with us.
Is that okay?
Thankfully, the teachers were pretty laid-back (many under hypnosis), and crucially...
"Of course! Go right ahead! Do whatever Takuya wants! Ah, but don't rush the progress too fast, okay? Hahaha!"
"Sensei, it's not like that."
There was a bit of a weird misunderstanding.
Rumor had it I had a crush on Momiji.
I mean, even I draw the line at illegal lolicon;;
I'm omnivorous, sure, but I prefer the tall, stacked types at the end of the day.
"Right, Souta?"
"Takuya's always liked pretty big sis types."
Exactly. So why the misunderstanding?
I couldn't wrap my head around it.
"Hey, try this."
"Ah, no, I'm full..."
"Tch, eat it when I give it to you."
"O-Okay..."
-Nom.
Forcing her to eat if she was picky or had favorites at lunch.
"Hey. You gonna eat that handful like a savage? Here, borrow my water bottle. Drink from this."
"I-It's fine..."
"I'm not fine with it."
Lending her stuff if hygiene seemed iffy.
"Ah, look at that scraped knee. Hold on, I'll carry you to the nurse."
"I can go alone..."
"Tch!"
"Eek."
Princess-carrying her to the nurse if she looked hurt.
"Hmph. Can't figure it out, huh..."
"Takuya, no conscience?"
"Huh? What?"
"Nothing..."
Anyway, with Souta and now Momiji, my school life was pretty decent.
Hell, it was so peaceful it was disorienting.
Not that there was anything wrong with it.
Before possession, my life wasn't normal, and after, I was grinding missions on weird screens—so this ordinary routine felt alien.
Did I hate it?
'Nah.'
I actually loved it.
Especially since I'd never properly enjoyed one before.
Just a tad lacking in stimulation, but not bad.
'Hope it stays like this forever.'
But was that statement a death flag or something?
As I watched the high school sports club kids jogging by, this popped up right in front of me.
【Second Choice】
You have encountered Haru, the heroine from She Becomes Vulgar in the Gym Storage. You are given three choices.
[1. Save Haru.]
[2. Ignore Haru.]
[3. Steal Haru.]
[4. ???]
*Warning: If you do not choose, one will be randomly assigned.
God must really hate me. Fuck.