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「Misaki, your complexion is so light and your hair’s so pretty. Like an angel, you know?」

Ruka’s praising me like hell again.
I turned to Miyu with a smug face.

「Hear that? An angel, she said.」
「I suppose.」

She replied with only two words.
With a calm and composed expression, she doesn’t even glance at me, but this is her showing jealousy.

As we finished eating lunch, I flauntingly discussed manga with Ruka.
It’s a topic Miyu can’t join in on. I very obviously try to fan her jealousy.

「That sounds nice～ Hey, want to go by Animate after school today?」
「*Eh? Ah, umm*….」

The sudden invitation left me frozen. The discussion got more heated than I expected.
I wanted to taunt Miyu just a tiny bit (you chicken), but if I accept this invitation, won’t that make it kinda serious?
I glanced at Miyu, who was fiddling with her phone, to assess her reaction.

「W-what do you think?」
「… Why are you asking me?」
　
Her eyes feel like they kinda might be saying,「Of course it’s a no,」 but also not. We can communicate through eye contact, you say? Who said that earlier?
Ruka quickly joined to assist.

「*Oh*, why don’t you also…」　
「Don’t mind me; I wouldn’t want to be a party crasher.」

Miyu flashed a smile and waved her hand.
Once again, a Miyu-sama barrier has been put up. I can feel an impassable wall.

… *Erm*, is this alright?
More than getting jealous, hasn’t she just given up and is saying goodbye?
Was it a mistake for a beginner like me to attempt the advanced technique of jealousy provocation?

「*Ah, umm,* today is kindaー……」

Having second thoughts, I immediately tried to walk back on it.
At that time, two hands suddenly appeared from behind me, coiling around my neck.

「Misakiーn!」

I was hugged tight like in a chokehold, making me squeal like I was squashed.
From the voice, I instantly knew it was Rion. She then pushes her face against my head.

「*Fwah～* Smells so good～…」
「I-idiot, what are you doing!」

I immediately shook Rion off.
Please don’t do anything that would provoke Miyu more.

「Misakin, someone is looking for youー」

Rion points to the front door of the classroom.
Apparently, she didn’t just come to smell my hair for no reason; she came to call me.

Led by the arm by Rion, I stood from my seat.
Around the classroom entrance were two unfamiliar male students. As I drew near, the one with smooth hair waved to me with a smile.

「Oh, so this is where you were! We were looking for you, you know?」

He’s acting overly familiar, but I don’t know of this person.

「*Umm*… Who?」
「It’s me～ You know, *me,* me!」

Getting caught in a ‘me, me’ scam¹; just my luck.
Still, having someone in person actually point to themselves is quite new for a scam of this type.

「I mean, I just don’t know you…」
「*Ehー!?* We had a penalty kick-off yesterday!」
「*Ahー*…?」

Come to think of it, that did happen.
I remember neither his face nor name; nothing at all. Back then, I was in NTR mode and completely indifferent about anything else, after all.

「You suddenly disappeared afterwards, so I’ve been looking for you.」
「*Sure*… so?」
「Since I lost, you get to order me to do 1 thing, remember?」

I don’t even remember how it ended up happening.
In the first place, why we ever did the penalty kick-off is now a complete mystery to me. My brain was super fried, it seems.

「I don’t really have anything in mind; just forget about it.」
「*Nonono*, we had a proper agreement, and you won fair and square.」
「Then 1 million yen, please.」
「*Nah*, that’s too much～ *Ahaha!*」

Surprisingly, my gag was apparently hilarious.
It’s not even funny enough to be a gag, though.
*Hmm*, this is tiresome, so I’ll just talk for a bit and shoo them off.

「Right, right, it was so unexpected, seriously!」
「*Ehehe*, really～?」

Rion seems to be having fun talking to the other guy.
With Rion spreading smiles and being pleasing, the male student was quick to fawn over her.

These people are apparently our seniors. As expected of Rion, she’s good at buttering them up.
On the other hand, I’m cold and deadpan.
Now I can’t really laugh at Miyu.

「Then for now, let me treat you a drink or something!」

No, I don’t f̲u̲c̲k̲i̲n̲g need it, so please go home.
I was about to say, but a cute girl wouldn’t be pissed off at some guy.
I’m sure Miyu would fault me for that.

It might be best to learn a thing or two from Rion.
Let me try copying her.

「Really～? But you don’t need to feel obligated, honestly.」
「It’s totally fine! Now let’s go to the canteen!」

Omg, this guy just doesn’t listen.
Somehow or another, we’re now apparently going to buy drinks together.

It’s not really good to just go, 「Then I’ll have Fanta Orange,」 and have a senior be an errand boy, anyway.

「Shingu-san, have you played a lot of soccer before?」
「You’ve done baseball before, too, right?」

Before I noticed it, I was walking down the hallway sandwiched by the two, being interrogated from both sides.
The other person with short two block hair² is a member of the baseball club, apparently. I remember barging into their club practice yesterday, but I don’t really remember the faces there.
　
「Well, just a bit…」
「Really? You’ve seriously got good instincts.」

When I was young, I tried a bit of baseball and a bit of soccer, too.
A Super Beauty I am, my reflexes were outstanding.

I was good at athletics to begin with.
When I was a boy, I wanted to be able to shoot a Kam◯hame-ha³, so I did some special practice in secret.
I mimicked the suspicious qigong⁴ books and video tutorials I found. I even learned breathing techniques and meditation and stuff.
　
I was always told that my sense of balance is great and that my ability to focus during critical moments is high.
And ever since I got this body, it was as if my physicality had improved even further.　　
During middle school, I would enter a club, quit, and join a different one again; rinse and repeat.

Through this, I figured myself out.
I love exercising, but I don’t like group activities.
Like, I don’t like the ‘listen to your seniors’ sport-oriented vibe.
I don’t like being favored by the slightly cringe old male teacher who might have me staying late for special training, either.

Because of that, I haven’t joined any clubs.
A part of me does actually want to join some club.
I’m currently more interested in the manga club than the sports clubs.
　
「Shingu-san, do you have any hobbies?」
「Well, I read manga, I guess?」
「Do you play games?」
「I play a tonー」
「*Eh*, what kind of games?」

As we’re walking, the questions continue.
The two of them keep on competing for my attention.
Could you two stop flashing a smile whenever our eyes meet, though? I’m really trying not to laugh.

Also, what’s with your line of sight going back and forth from my face to my body?
You can actually tell if someone’s looking at your t̲i̲t̲s̲, huh?

「So yeah, could you be our manager? One of our seniors is leaving this year, you see.」
「No, no, you prefer baseball over soccer, right? Right?」

They invited me yesterday, too, so stubborn.
Doing uncompensated labor when you’re not even going to play in matches sounds like a terrible time, if you ask me.

Don’t most girls willing to do that have a crush on one of the team members or are actively dating them? Or is it just me stereotyping?

「How much allowance for the M-work, then?」
「… Pardon?」

My funny guy bit doesn’t land.
Miyu would have retorted, 「Don’t say it like it’s P-work.」

「How much hourly rate for being a manager?」
「Hourly rate? *Ahaha*, that’s a funny joke.」

He’s laughing so hard at things Miyu would’ve ignored.
No matter what I say, he’ll give a big reaction and spoil you. He’s drowning you with comfort.

「You can just come and help when you have the free time. I’m going to be the club head this year anyway, so I can put in a good word for you. Can’t really pay hourly, but I can reward you for being a good girl.」
「*Ew*, no way, gross.」
「*Ahahaha!*」

Don’t ‘*Ahahaha*’ me, it’s genuinely gross.
Will they be alright with a club head like this?

「For now, can we exchange contacts?」
「*Ah*, I forgot my phone in the classroom, so…」
「Then let’s do it later.」

He’s super pushy.
Like he’s planning to bed me after a week or so.

「Misaki-chan, truth is, I’ve been seeing you here and there, and I’ve always found you super cute.」
「Ah, me too!」
「C’mon man, stop copying me.」

Stop it, you two; don’t fight for my sake.
… Wait not that; being suddenly called Misaki-chan frankly gave me goosebumps.
When Miyu calls me cute, it makes me go 「*Hhm~n,*」 but when it’s men, I’m like, 「… *Hah.*」

「A real beauty, right?」
「Like, for real.」

… *Hah.*