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「A smartphone is a cluster of personal information, you know? This is an invasion of privacy.」
「Then I will no longer be attending from tomorrow on; will that be alright?」
「No, that was just a joke. Please, anything but that.」
「Noo, please. Sensei, don’t get angry〜」
「*Uwaaa*, sensei, you’re so mean〜」

「*Tsk*, f̲u̲c̲k̲!」

I let out the moment I exited the faculty room.
A teacher saw me reading manga during class and confiscated my phone. Of all people, it was our homeroom teacher.

Immediately as the class ended, I followed him to the faculty room in a bid to recover it.
He hit back strong when I tried acting tough, so by the end I was practically begging on my knees, but I managed to recover my smartphone.

I managed to recover it… However, 「So you also read those cliched shoujo manga, *huh*?」 I got humiliated.
Moreover, the young female teacher next to him, whom I kinda find hot, also chimed in, saying, 「Well of course she does; she’s a young girl, after all,」 and I felt like dying.

*Haah,* that was exhausting.
Anyway, I was able to pave my way to victory via the deviously cute JK¹ act… But, like, I feel like I got violated by some ruffians.

Do they even understand what’ll happen if I tell my mother about this?　
She’s a reverse monster parent² who‘s strict on her child above all, y’know? She’s gonna cancel the smartphone subscription, y’know? She’s gonna hit hard, y’know?
At me, that is.

She might just get livid upon knowing that it hasn’t even been 3 months since the start of classes and I’m already not paying proper attention.
It’s not like I’m like this in every class. I actually pick my teachers, or rather, subjects properly. I even got decently good scores on our previous exam. I’m putting in a decent effort.
My Super Beauty Brain simply has too much energy to spare.

Returning to the classroom, I see my seat occupied.
The little lady is sitting sideways on my seat, fiddling with her overly decorated smartphone with her two hands.
I stood in front of her and called out.

「S.S. OblivRion, return to your seat at once.」

Ignored.
I drop a chop to her head.

「Rion-chan, house!」
「*Hm*, what?」
「I’m telling you to f̲u̲c̲k̲i̲n̲g move.」
「*Mn*～, gimme a moment～」
　
This girl with a sleepy tone staring at her smartphone is Minami Rion.
Commonly known as the Oblivious Rion. Shortened: OblivRion.
Both her height and weight are small. Her ego is big. Cheekily enough, her t̲i̲t̲s̲ are also decently sized.

Rather than the back of the chair, she prefers to lean her back against a wall.
She occasionally steals my seat. Her reason? So that no one could peep at her smartphone from behind.
After putting her smartphone away, she then holds out her arms to me.
Apparently, she wants me to pull her up. Is she a child?
After helping Rion to stand, I sat on my seat. Rion then suddenly squatted down.

「The〜re you go again, spreading your legs so wi〜de I’m gonna peek at your panti〜es」

This woman, even though she hates being peeped on so much, she has the perverted hobby of peeping on other people’s stuff.
Still, if it’s just my panties, then I don’t really care if she sees it.
I just allowed her to do as she likes, at least up until now.

「Wait, stop i～t!」

Miyu just reprimanded me right on the heels of yesterday.
So here, I closed my legs and rejected her like a girl.
Rion’s eyes blinked repeatedly.

「What’s wrong, acting like that all of a sudden?」
「It’s just a normal girly response, you know? Be aware of how weird you’re acting now, would you?」
「What’s wrong, acting like that all of a sudden?」

She asked again like a broken machine.
Naturally, I won’t say anything unnecessary, like how it was because Miyu scolded me about it.

「Misakin, did out get your phone back?」
「Naturally. With my conversation skills, it was easy-peasy.」
「*Woah〜*」

Rion said with a tone of admiration before sitting on my desk.
Swinging her legs back and forth, Rion pulled her smartphone out again and began fiddling with it. Move.
I slowly raised the hem of her skirt and peeked in the gap between her knees.
Her panties are white. It’s so normal, it’s boring.

Incidentally, Rion was so engrossed with her smartphone, she hadn’t noticed. Not even from her sense of touch? It seems like she’s really focusing hard.
Well, we’re both girls after all, so seeing it should be fine.

「Hey hey, look at this. Aren’t I cute?」

Rion suddenly presented her phone, showing what looks like a selfie pic.
It’s a close-up of her with a wink and a weird peace sign.

Just as she said, she’s such a sweetie with those big round eyes of hers.
She’s honestly pretty attractive, especially for people who like childlike faces.
Probably having a complex about that, Rion’s face is edited to look more adult-like. She’s killing her own advantages.

「Ohhー That’s cuteー Adorbs～」
「Right～?」
「Totally adorbs～」

I don’t know anyone with as much positive self-affirmation as she does. I’m sure Rion’s parents must have given her a lot of love and care.

Otherwise, I can’t imagine her going to school with those Peko-chan-style twin-tails³.

With me finding even the act of drying my hair bothersome, it’s unthinkable for me. I’ve wanted to cut my hair short, but Maman and Miyu would stop me. Just with a cold,「Nope, nu-uh.」 Miyu and Maman are the only reasons my hair has survived long. Thank the two of them, you ungrateful strands.

「Want to see too, Eringi? Aren’t you curious～?」

Rion suddenly started talking to the introverted boy next to my seat.
What kind of nickname is that? It is true that his hair looks like an eringi mushroom, though.

Rion boasts of the ability to enjoy a conversation with anyone in class. She seems to think of herself as something like a class mascot.

「Eringi, whatchu looking at on your phone? Eromanga?」

She seems to be unaware of the concept of tact. She’s probably still living with the mentality of a 5th grade elementary schooler.

「I know, it’s a veetuber! An erodoujin of a veetuber!」

Really going straight for the heart, huh.
With this abrupt ambush, the guy next to me now left awkwardly mumbling,「*Ah, uh, ughh*…」 If I had to admit, I really sympathize with him.

「Cut it out, Rion. Else you’re gonna get tickledー」

I reached a hand towards Rion, who was sitting on my table, reaching for her sides while wiggling my fingers.
Rion twists her body to grab my arm before getting off my desk and onto my lap.

「Don’t sit on me; you’re heavy.」

While she may be relatively small and light, weight is still weight.
Seemingly as payback, Rion tried to get her hands under my armpit. Naturally, I smack them away. After repeating this like some kung-fu movie sequence, Rion grabbed both of my wrists.

「What did you sayー?」

She said, looking up to me, and then suddenly Rion’s face drew close.
I spontaneously lean back.

「*Hmm*…」

With a groan, she stared intently at me with her round eyes.
Suddenly, a serious face. Too close.