24: I Got My Confession Rejected by Yukinoshita Right Out of the Gate!
[24] 24: I Got My Confession Rejected by Yukinoshita Right Out of the Gate!
[24] In the library, Tadayana and Iroha Isshiki were studying together for finals.
“I can’t learn this.
There are parts of it that honestly feel like I’ve never even studied them before.
I learn them and then forget them.
This is pure mental torture.
Why did humanity even invent exams in the first place?
If graduating high school means I can just start working right away anyway, they might as well just hand me my diploma and let me leave.
Other than the stuff you need for college entrance exams, it feels like the rest doesn’t even matter.” After staring at her textbook for ages, Isshiki finally shoved it aside in frustration and started complaining.
“Idiot.
They exist precisely to weed out impatient people like you.” “It’s not like I can study as well as you do, Tadayana.
And your notes are amazing too.
You always know exactly what the important points are.
I can’t do that.
You make it look like studying doesn’t even take that much effort.” “Idiot.
It only looks that way on the surface.
I’m just an ordinary person too.
As human beings, forgetting things while studying is inevitable.
That’s why you have to review and reinforce it more often.
What else are you supposed to do?
Sit around and hope someone hands you extra social resources for free?
Those people would rather pour milk down the drain than spare even a drop for the people below them.” Ignoring Isshiki’s whining, Tadayana said it flatly.
“Aaah, don’t get so serious.
You’re gonna make me hate you.
Keep this up and I really am going to start hating you.” “Yeah, yeah.
But you should know that sometimes arguing is what makes a relationship better.
That’s another side of spiral growth.” “All right, all right, stop with your damn dialectics already.
If you keep talking to me like this, I’m telling you what color my panties are today.
Then I’ll tell everyone around us you were harassing me.” “How boring.
With both of us being girls, who exactly do you think they’d believe?” “Aaaah, stop taking everything so far.
Sometimes I really can’t stand how serious you are.
But I guess that’s also part of why you’re kind of attractive.” Only after saying that did Isshiki realize she’d unconsciously been thoroughly assimilated by Tadayana’s so-called dialectics.
Slightly annoyed, she scratched at her hair.
Just as the two of them finished up in the library and came out, they were treated to a rare sight: the three members of the Service Club, plus Saika Totsuka, all crouched together in a corner, secretly observing something.
Following their line of sight, they saw a blue-haired, blue-eyed girl with a high ponytail and a somewhat wild look walking by herself.
Meanwhile, the four people in the corner were sneaking along behind her, all while acting as though they definitely hadn’t been noticed.
“What are they doing?
They look super suspicious.
Like spies.
Should we go tell that girl?” Isshiki asked.
She shot Yuigahama and Yukinoshita a rather unfriendly look, but then seemed to think of something else and made the suggestion.
“Give it a rest.
You know they’re from the Service Club.
If they’re doing something, then they’re probably working on someone’s request, helping people out on pure passion again.
Don’t stick your nose into it.” Tadayana lightly tapped her with a chop on the head, pulling Isshiki’s attention back to her.
“Ah…
that hurt.
You have no sense of restraint at all, Tadayana.
If I didn’t know you, I’d have collapsed dramatically by the roadside and extorted a huge settlement from you.” “Sorry for being broke, then.” Tadayana was about to take Isshiki by the hand and leave, but to her surprise, Yuigahama—who had originally been huddled in the corner with the rest of the Service Club—spotted them, then came trotting over while dragging Yukinoshita along by the hand.
“Good afternoon, Little Tadayanan, and Isshiki-san.” The moment she got close, Yuigahama threw her arms around Tadayana in a huge hug.
Watching that, Isshiki screamed deep down inside that Yuigahama was a shameless little tramp.
On the surface, though, she kept smiling as she said, “Little Tadayanan?
Since when were you and Tadayana that close?
You’ve already moved on to ‘little’?
Whether Tadayana’s little or not, wouldn’t I know?
That’s slander.” “Wh—what are you even saying…?
When did I ever see—no, wait, it’s just a way of addressing her!” The moment she heard that, Yuigahama’s thoughts instantly veered off in some completely ridiculous direction, and her face flushed so red it looked ready to drip blood.
“Yuigahama, wait…
don’t pull me so fast…” Yukinoshita, who had just been dragged over at full speed, still hadn’t quite caught her breath.
But she quickly composed herself, cleared her throat a few times, and drew everyone’s attention.
“These two…
Isshiki-san and Tadayana-san seem very close.
What exactly is your relationship?
I often see the two of you going to school together.” “Heh heh.
Asking when you already know the answer.
We’re childhood friends with perfectly matching backgrounds, obviously.” At Yukinoshita’s question, Isshiki proudly puffed out her chest.
In this one respect alone, she could say with certainty that she had an advantage Yukinoshita could never possibly match.
Could Yukinoshita withstand a punch backed by more than ten years of companionship?
“Oh, then that makes sense.
Are you two heading back after studying just now?
If you need anything, feel free to ask me questions anytime.
I do have quite a bit of experience when it comes to first-year coursework.” “…Mm, thank you, Yukino-senpai.
But it looks like you’re still busy over there, so rather than holding you up, let’s talk after this request is finished.” Tadayana answered politely.
“It’s no trouble.
Requests are, as always, just small matters.
It should be resolved quickly enough.” Yukinoshita picked up the thread at once.
There seemed to be some extra meaning in her words too—a trace of her echoing Tadayana’s dismissive attitude toward Service Club activities.
After all, she still remembered Tadayana once declaring something along the lines of, “Service Club activities are all just a bunch of crappy little problems.” And really, Yukinoshita couldn’t deny it.
“Mm.
Then I wish you victory at the first stroke and success at every step, senpai.” “Yes.
As for the methods and experience you taught me, I’ll definitely make flexible use of them.” “It feels like these two only ever talk shop when they’re together.
So boring…” Yuigahama whispered that to Isshiki.
“Is Tadayanan like that in private too?” “No…
Heh heh.
I can’t go into details, but I can tell you this: Tadayana’s not like that in private at all.
She’s a lot more interesting than that.” That’s right—she was doing it on purpose, just to annoy Yuigahama a little, and to make it clear that there were sides of Tadayana she would never get to see.
— T/N: little…
does tadayanan hav a DICK?
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