On the fourth day of school, Mikage Touji sat with his chin in his hand, staring blankly at the Japanese History teacher on the podium.
Chabashira Sae.
She possessed a lovely face and a cold temperament; a formal office lady suit looked surprisingly suggestive on her.
However, he wasn’t interested in that type, and he was even less interested in the Japanese history she was teaching.
After one full class, the hypnotic damage he sustained far exceeded that of any other course.
“Ha~”
Mikage Touji let out a yawn and continued to daze off.
For the past two days, Morishita Ai hadn’t continued her classroom pranks, likely due to the influence of the behavioral standard exam.
At this moment, she was probably feeling as bored as he was.
In his boredom, Mikage Touji’s eyes wandered, his gaze shifting…
Hashimoto Masayoshi—a guy who looked like a bit of a delinquent but was unexpectedly serious about his studies.
His various abilities were excellent, though it would be better if he didn’t constantly try to cozy up to Touji.
Looking back, this guy had quickly added him as a friend on the first day and frequently sent messages asking if there was anywhere he could be of use.
His enthusiasm was honestly a bit over the top.
Katsuragi-san—quite a decent person.
Responsible, capable, and steady.
Most of the class affairs were now handled by him.
Word is he’s decided to join the Student Council; Touji wished him luck.
Shiraishi—
Mikage Touji’s gaze stopped.
He felt a gaze quickly dart away from him.
‘A delusion?’
Mikage Touji withdrew his gaze and propped up his textbook, pretending to stare at the small print.
It wasn’t a delusion!
‘It’s you who’s peeking at me!
JOJO!’
He whipped his neck around, wearing the classic “plan successful” smirk of a villain, and instantly locked onto the target.
A pair of bright eyes met his.
The owner of those eyes didn’t panic upon being exposed; instead, she looked back at him openly, her large eyes, clear as lake water, rippling with a smile.
Stare—!
This reaction actually stumped Mikage Touji.
He immediately fired back a look, staring right back at her.
However, the other party didn’t react at all, continuing to stare straight at his face.
After a few minutes, Mikage Touji couldn’t hold out any longer and sent out an application for surrender.
The other party rejected the surrender and continued her “big eyes” offensive.
Before long, the bell rang for the end of class, and Mikage Touji finally couldn’t take it anymore.
“Um…
Shiraishi-san, is there something on my face?”
Shiraishi Asuka replied with a beaming smile, “Huhu~ No…” Find the original chapter at g.com.
“Then why have you been staring at me?”
“Because Mikage-kun is very handsome.”
“Thanks.”
“Mmm…”
Seeing that Mikage Touji clearly didn’t believe her, Shiraishi Asuka put a finger to her cheek, tilted her head in thought, and then smiled.
“Maybe I fell in love with Mikage-kun at first sight.”
“Guess if I believe you?” Mikage Touji gave her two expressionless “he-he’s.”
“It’s true, you know,” Shiraishi Asuka’s eyes reflected Mikage Touji’s figure, her voice as light as a feather.
“Mikage-kun, you really resemble someone I used to know…”
“Is that so?
There’s actually a guy who looks like me…”
Mikage Touji straightened his spine solemnly, rested a hand on his chin, frowned deeply, and pressed his lips into a straight line.
“Doesn’t that mean he’s a threat to my looks?”
“…”
Shiraishi Asuka’s soft expression froze for a few seconds before she burst out laughing.
“Huhu~”
She used her index finger to wipe away a tear from the corner of her eye.
“As I thought, Mikage-kun still isn’t like him.”
“Do I look like him or not?”
Mikage Touji looked indignant and pressed further.
“You have to understand, I’m a man who claims he can live off his face.
Suddenly having a guy like that out there gives me a strong sense of crisis.”
“I don’t know,” Shiraishi Asuka stood up from her seat, raised her hands to gather her hair, and slung on her bag.
“I haven’t seen him in a long time, either.” As she spoke, she walked toward the door.
“Let’s stop here.
I have some things to do, so I’ll be going first.
See you tomorrow, Mikage-kun.”
“See you tomorrow.”
After waving goodbye to Mikage Touji, Shiraishi Asuka left the classroom.
Watching her receding back, Mikage Touji turned around decisively.
“Morishita, is there something on my face?”
After a careful observation, Morishita Ai nodded.
“There is the adorable Morishita-sama.”
Confirming there was nothing on his face, Mikage Touji felt a bit excited.
“Could it be that someone actually likes me?”
“Impossible.
Give up.
“It’s impossible for anyone to like the chuunibyou, delusional, petty Mikage Touji who likes to bully girls.”
The heartless words turned into giant boulders that smashed into Mikage Touji, knocking him to his knees on the spot.
‘Morishita Ai…
how can your 37°C mouth say such ice-cold words?’
“You’d better be careful.
Shiraishi Asuka might be our class’s ‘Madonna’.” Morishita Ai walked over and half-squatted, curiously poking Mikage Touji’s cheek as he remained in a petrified state.
“Do you have any basis for that?”
“Intuition!” Morishita Ai puffed out her chest and said righteously.
Seeing that Mikage Touji didn’t believe her, she added, “A woman’s intuition is very accurate.”
“He-he…”
The last time a woman said that, he ended up losing 1,000 points to buy her a strawberry cake.
After staying in the classroom a while longer, the sun began to sink below the horizon.
“It should be about time.” Mikage Touji took out his phone, glanced at the screen, stood up from his seat, and stretched his shoulders.
“Time for the real work.”
He had arranged to meet Katsuragi Kohei on the rooftop; he should be arriving about now.
“Want to come along?”
“I respectfully decline.
I have no interest in things that are already certain,” Morishita Ai said decisively.
“I have judged that Katsuragi Kohei is sufficient to support the class.”
“Even though you had a part in making the plan.” Mikage Touji wasn’t surprised by this.
“Then are you going to eat, or are you going somewhere else to dig for your treasure?”
“I can’t tell you that—”
Morishita Ai’s eyes widened.
She covered her chest with both hands, took two steps back, and feigned shyness.
“To inquire about Morishita-sama’s business like this…
could it be you have improper thoughts about me?
Failing with Shiraishi Asuka, you’ve set your sights on me instead?”
“Impossible.
No need.
No interest.” Mikage Touji used what he had just learned, returning the favor in kind.
“You were so easy to trick just a moment ago, why are you suddenly awake now?” Morishita Ai grumbled indignantly.
“What do you think?” Mikage Touji half-squinted his eyes.
‘I’ve traded so many moves with you; don’t try to pull any tricks on me.’
“I’m leaving.”
Her scheme failed, Morishita Ai didn’t linger and left the classroom with light steps.
“I’m curious about Yamamura Miki’s lack of presence.
I’m currently researching how to utilize her.”
‘Didn’t you just say it anyway?’
The corners of Mikage Touji’s mouth curled up.