Chapter 100
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 100
Chapter Title: 9.10 Nanami vs. Reika
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After finishing my business in the student council president's office, I headed back to the classroom.
In the end, I'd decided to head to the Rune Tower again after school today, this time with Sino.
The members were the same as last time: me, Sino, and Naiad sis as the supervising teacher—three in total.
Today was purely an experiential visit, and we'd adjust the number of participants and the method based on how things went.
Hmm. Who would've thought the day would come when I'd voluntarily set foot back in that Rune Tower? Talk about how you never know what life has in store.
Would I run into someone who knows me? What if I cross paths with someone I have bad blood with?
I couldn't exactly run off alone with sis there. And if I happened to bump into Inazuma...
Ugh... My head...
-Slide.
As I entered the classroom, class was in session.
Every eye in the room turned toward me.
The elderly classical literature teacher asked,
"Why are you so late, student?"
"I was called by the chairman."
"The chairman? Ahem, take your seat quickly. Don't be late next time."
The homeroom teacher frowned slightly at the mention of the chairman but let it go with a cough.
'Making excuses about the chairman. There's a limit to shamelessness. But retaliation scares me, so I'll play dumb. Tanaka got himself killed messing with him for no reason.'
"Yes, sir."
Anyone hearing that would think I'd murdered some innocent teacher.
I ignored the other kids' whispers and quietly took my seat. For some reason, Yuu was staring at me anxiously from across the room.
Our eyes met, and I waved happily. She looked a bit relieved, her expression softening as she waved back lightly.
Huh? What's up?
Did something happen to Yuu?
That's when I finally remembered what Sana had said yesterday about Yuu being in a bad mood.
Hmm. Come to think of it, there was that thing with Yuu yesterday.
But so much had happened since then that I'd completely forgotten. I'd heard about it from Sana this morning, but right after that, I'd met the chairman—a total big shot—and then there were all those things with President Mizuki and Sino-sino.
Hmm. What was it again? I'd been agonizing over Yuu up until yesterday,
but now it felt like I'd worried over nothing.
I mean, in a world where your own sister sneaks into your bed for sex in the middle of the night, a girl who came back from the dead survives on creampies, and sisters bond by sharing semen, so what if I fool around with a gender-swapped beauty?
I decided to drop the pointless fretting.
"Yawn~."
"Ahem."
Man, this class is boring.
I stared blankly at the blackboard, let out a big yawn, and the teacher cleared his throat.
But it's just so dull.
I can't even understand Japanese classics. The teacher's not the passionate type who explains it simply for foreigners. His voice is soft and droning—like a lullaby.
Above all, after pumping out three loads since morning, my body was begging for rest.
Why are Rune Holders even learning Japanese classical literature?
They call it well-rounded education, but it just feels like a waste of time and opportunity cost.
Wouldn't it be better to use this time for proper sex ed? For the sake of training our precious Rune Holders, at least.
Hmm. The future of this country worries me. This won't do.
I figured I'd just lie down and nap.
As a form of protest against this nation's education policy.
-Naibusu. Wake up.
"...Ung?"
Someone shook my shoulder.
My mind, wandering in dreams, slowly returned to reality.
What? Is this the classroom?
I blinked my bleary eyes and lifted my slumped body.
"...Huh? Nanami? What is it?"
Nanami was standing by my desk, looking down at me pitifully.
"Jeez. 'What is it?' Really?"
"What now? Yawn~."
I stretched hugely, gazing at the baffled Nanami.
Phew, what a great nap. I felt refreshed all over.
"You were late this morning, and now that you're here, you sleep the whole time. This is the last class of the day."
"What? Already?"
I'd only meant to close my eyes for a bit, but when I opened them, it was already over.
I checked the clock and looked around the classroom. It was strangely empty.
"Gym?"
"Music. Don't you even know your own schedule?"
"Ah~."
Nanami scolded me pitifully.
With nothing to say, I just scratched the back of my head.
Not just gym—classes like music and home ec that involve practical work are held elsewhere too.
"Then why didn't you just let me sleep? You could've woken me after everything was done."
Music class was notoriously laid-back.
The teacher was so lost in his own world that he'd just play music the whole time and listen appreciatively.
And even if the students chatted or caused a ruckus, he'd call the noise part of the music. He didn't even take attendance, let alone teach.
"That's why everyone else just left me alone and went. You're the only one I came back to wake up. If you're just gonna sleep, why bother coming to the academy?"
"Why bother? Well..."
Huh? Now that I think about it, why am I even coming to the academy?
I'm not studying hard, and I'm not throwing myself into sports either.
Yesterday at the academy, I fooled around with Nanami and Reika, then Yuu, then Teacher Akatsuki... and this morning, President Mizuki and Sino-sino.
Other than that, I just sleep through class.
Honestly, these days, even if someone said I was going to the academy just for hookups, I wouldn't have a comeback.
...Is it really okay for me to live like this? For real?
As I pondered my life deeply, Nanami sighed pitifully.
"I get it—you're a boy in the prime of your youth, full of vigor. But graduation's right around the corner. Don't you think it's time to get serious about your future? Bad academy grades mean getting shoved into a dangerous assault unit. Of course, I believe you'd be fine anyway... but I hate waiting around worrying alone... Hey, Naibusu! Are you even listening?!"
"Huh? Oh, yeah, of course."
Nanami had been mumbling something when she suddenly snapped.
Probably because I'd been staring intently at her thighs peeking from under her short skirt.
They were right at eye level—impossible not to look. Her skin tone seemed a bit darker than before, which caught my attention. Not my fault.
Nanami sighed deeply.
"Jeez. I'm actually worried about you."
"Sorry. Your thighs are just so alluring, I couldn't help it."
"Hmph, idiot. Fine, whatever."
She pretended to be mad at the honest compliment, but she didn't seem too upset.
I could focus on this side of things more.
"You look healthy—nice. Natural tan? Or salon?"
"Natural. Salons are kinda awkward alone... That's it! Wanna come with me sometime, Naibusu? To a tanning salon."
"Nah, tanning's not my thing."
"Really? I think it'd suit you."
It probably would.
But if I tanned too, I'd turn into a golden sun for real. I was already pushing it.
"Hehe. Tanning's all about the lines, you know? The border between tanned and untanned skin. Curious how far mine goes?"
"Ooh."
Nanami lightly lifted her skirt hem and wiggled her hips. The skirt swayed with her movement, and so did my eyes.
"Ufufu. Should I show you, Naibusu?"
"Ooh!"
Nanami slowly inched her skirt up.
My eyes locked onto her thighs, hunting for that tantalizing borderline.
But someone interrupted at the crucial moment.
"Nanami-!"
-Slide! Slam!
The person who flung open the classroom door so hard it nearly broke it.
I knew who it was just from the sound of her running: Reika.
"Eek! You scared me, Reika!"
Nanami startled and yelled.
Reika was panting heavily from her sprint.
"Nanami, that's a violation of our alliance pact. No going ahead solo."
"Alliance?"
I tilted my head at Reika's unfamiliar words.
What pact? Does it involve me?
"It's nothing like that. Naibusu seemed interested in tanning, so we were just chatting."
Nanami snipped back at Reika.
"Same difference! Lifting and shaking your skirt—what else is that but seduction?!"
"Ooh."
Reika lifted her own skirt and shook her hips the same way.
Reika's legs were fully covered in pantyhose, but legs in stockings had their own charm. Black swan skin or whatever that idiom was. Especially the faint glimpse of light panties through the dark stockings—I liked that.
"Reika! Don't slyly seduce him right back!"
"Hehe, just now you admitted you're seducing him too? That was to draw a confession."
"Liar! You're just hiding your bare legs 'cause you're insecure—using stockings!"
"What?! It's fashion, not insecurity! And you—hiding your natural skin with a tan 'cause you're insecure!"
"What?!"
Their voices were rising higher and higher for some reason.
Soon, the childish argument turned into a childish tussle.
"Eek. Eeeeeee...!"
"Urghhhh...!"
"Ooooh...!"
They interlocked fingers and arm-wrestled.
Their glares clashed as their chests pressed and squished together.
Ooh!
I wanna get in between those boobs!
Squished right there with them!
...Huh? If I wanna get in, why not just do it?
"Hold on."
"Huh?"
"What?"
(Left: Shiina Nanami, Right: Rokujo Reika)
I gently pried them apart and shoved my face right between their chests.
"Okay, now you can fight again."
"......"
"......"
But Nanami and Reika stopped fighting for some reason.
...Heh.
Just as I'd planned.
These kinds of fights—half-assed intervention just fans the flames.
Better to defuse the whole thing ridiculously like this!
"...Naibusu! You idiot!"
"This is all your fault for starting it!"
"Oof!"
Beyond exasperated, now outright mad, they shoved their chests forward again.
My face got squashed between them.
Uhyoo-! Is this heaven?!