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◎The beautiful girl's sweat smells like orange soda◎
"You two brats who don't know how to respect their teacher, get out and stand there!"
I was kicked out.
The last time a student from the Jujutsu High School was kicked out of the classroom as punishment was in Gojo Satoru's class.
As they passed by, Masamichi Yagami couldn't help but glance at them a few more times. Satoru Gojo walked past them, mocking, "Oh, they got kicked out? How pitiful." Even some of the second-year students couldn't help but ask them what they had done to be punished by standing in the corner.
"Fushiguro-kun, what's going on here..." asked Yuta Otsukoshi, who was walking towards the office after completing his mission, carrying a cloth bag.
If I tell the truth, would it be too embarrassing to tell Senior Yigu that I was kicked out and made to stand as punishment for chatting in class?
After hesitating for a moment, Fushiguro Megumi concealed the reason: "Senior Otsuku, we are being punished by standing."
"Ah, standing as punishment?" Yuta Otsukoshi's eyes widened. He was about to ask why he was being punished when he noticed Matsuna Yuuki calmly taking steps to increase the distance between them, keeping a distance of about three meters.
The person standing next to her suddenly moved, and Fushiguro Megumi asked, puzzled, "What are you doing?"
"I'm keeping a proper distance from Etoko-senpai." Yuuki Matsuna straightened her body and said without blushing or skipping a beat, "Getting too close to Etoko-senpai risks losing your life. Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm actually quite afraid of dying."
She could never forget the slap that landed on her face.
It hurts, it hurts so much.
"...What nonsense are you talking about?" Fushiguro Megumi raised an eyebrow, speaking up for Otsukoshi Yuta. "Otsukoshi-senpai is a senior I can respect without reservation. How could he possibly hurt you and cause you to lose your life?"
“I have no objection to the fact that Eki-senpai deserves respect.” Yuuki Matsuna looked at the two of them. “However, I have reservations about the fact that Eki-senpai will not harm me.”
Fushiguro Megumi wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Otsukoshi Yuta, who rubbed his hair and said, "It seems that Yuuki-kun still can't trust me."
He chuckled twice to ease the awkward atmosphere and said, "Then, I'll head to my office now."
Etogu Yuta looked somewhat forlorn as he left.
Is it because you feel disliked by your junior classmates?
Matsuna Yuuki frowned. Although she insisted on keeping a certain distance from Yuta Otsuki, she remembered telling him that she liked him.
Seeing that Yuta Otsuki had left, Matsuna Yuuki returned to her original position. Megumi Fushiguro, who was standing next to her, glanced at her and asked, "Why do you say that? Otsuki-senpai is a very nice person."
“Hmm…” Yuuki Matsuna rolled her eyes and replied, “I also think Otsuko-senpai is a very nice person, but I’m too afraid of Rika.”
The slap that sent Yuuki Matsuna flying was truly terrifying.
“…Rika?” Fushiguro Megumi paused, then suddenly remembered something and explained for Otsukoshi Yuta, “Rika has already been freed from the curse, right? The current Rika is just a shell created by Otsukoshi-senpai using his cursed power. It’s one of Otsukoshi-senpai’s techniques.”
"How could Senior Yi Gu's technique possibly harm you?"
"What?" Yuuki Matsuna's eyes widened in disbelief. "Impossible! I was beaten up by Rika!"
"Look at my face!" In order to let Fushiguro Megumi see it up close, she stood on tiptoe and brought her face close to Fushiguro Megumi, almost half of her body was leaning against Fushiguro Megumi.
She added, "Look, I really took a slap from Rika on my left cheek. It disfigured me and I almost died. It was only thanks to Miss Ieiri's reversal technique that I was saved!"
Thinking of this, Yuuki Matsuna choked up: "Miss Ieiri is so kind. If it weren't for Miss Ieiri's reversal technique, I'm afraid even if I were saved, I wouldn't want to live in this world anymore."
"Looks are very important to me, and I never want to be beaten up by Rika again."
Besides being afraid of Rika, there was another, more important reason why Yuuki Matsuna dared not approach Otoko Yuuta.
That is, she doesn't want to have her face broken again.
The sight of her left cheek, with all her features squeezed together and completely distorted, by her second-year classmates and the teacher Gojo, whom she fell in love with at first sight, remains a nightmare that Yuuki Matsuna can never forget.
That's terrifying.
"Alright, alright, I know, you...you get off me first." Fushiguro Megumi blushed and pushed Yuuki Matsuna away.
He coughed twice, trying to remain calm and continue explaining for Yuta Otsuko, but Matsuna Yuuki winked at him and said, "Wow, Fushiguro-kun is so kind—"
What?
"Clearing up misunderstandings for a respected senior is so kind of her. I initially thought Fushiguro was the type who was completely aloof and indifferent to her surroundings. Turns out, Fushiguro is the type who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside?"
Yuki Matsuna has completely steered the conversation away from what we were just discussing.
He appears aloof on the outside but is warm-hearted on the inside. You might think he's a cold little boy, but he's actually a gentle, considerate, and caring young man who looks after his seniors and peers. Isn't that just too adorable?
"I feel like I like Fushiguro even more now." She frankly expressed her feelings. "After knowing how kind Fushiguro is, I just can't give up on him anymore. What am I going to do? Even if Fushiguro beats me up, I won't give up!"
The premise is that, unlike Rika, you don't beat Yuuki Matsuna to death, but instead break her face.
"I don't think Fushiguro-kun is the type to beat up girls, right?" She curled her lips into a sly smile, her eyes full of mischief as she looked at Fushiguro Megumi.
She drawled, "Then I'd really appreciate it if you, Fukuro-kun, seriously considered becoming my boyfriend/girlfriend!"
The bell rang just in time, and Fushiguro Megumi, no longer punished by standing, fled in panic.
Are girls these days so direct?
*
"Physical education classes are what young people this age should be taking," Gojo Satoru remarked.
"Please...please don't say things that sound like something an old man would say."
Having just finished running ten laps around the track, Yuuki Matsuna gasped for breath and said, "That sounds so lame, it makes me doubt my own judgment, teacher."
She leaned against the wall for support, struggled to lift her eyes, and said, "Besides, a normal physical education class doesn't start by making students run ten laps right away, does it? That would definitely get reported."
"Hmm?" Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow, gave an "oh" and said with a mischievous grin, "Yuki still has the energy to argue with me? Looks like he hasn't had enough fun yet, how about ten more laps?"
"No, no, no, no, no." Yuki Matsuna immediately stood up straight and threw herself onto Gojo Satoru, who reached out to hold her waist in case she fell.
Yuuki Matsuna shook her head quickly and said, "Teacher, if I have to run laps around the track again, I'll die, I really will die. Then if Mommy and Daddy come looking for me, you won't be able to explain it to them."
"Ugh—that's really troublesome. Yuuki's stamina is terrible." Gojo Satoru grabbed her by the collar and pulled her backward.
He pinched his nose and said with disgust, "Don't just stick your body smelling like sweat on other people, it'll be annoying."
"What?!" Yuuki Matsuna exclaimed in surprise. She raised her arm and smelled herself, saying, "Where is the body odor? How could a beautiful teenage girl have body odor?"
"The sweat of teenage girls tastes as refreshing as orange soda, doesn't it!"
“In some ways, I think this master and apprentice are quite similar,” Maki said, turning to the people around her, “especially in terms of narcissism.”
The panda chuckled twice and said, "But it's a good thing that the master and apprentice look alike, isn't it? It shows that they have a close relationship?"
"Being like Gojo-sensei in this respect isn't a good thing, is it?" Maki sighed, then turned her gaze to the pair of idiots, master and apprentice.
"By the way, teacher, did you really enjoy the desserts Sato bought?" Yuuki Matsuna suddenly remembered something and added, "If they weren't good, I'll have Sato go to a different shop next time."
"Hmm... the taste is not bad?" Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and thought seriously. "But the taste is not authentic enough. As for Kikufuku, the one in Sendai is still the best."
"I see!" Yuuki Matsuna nodded, seemingly understanding, then swallowed hard and nervously pressed for the question that concerned her most, "Then... teacher, do you feel my sincerity in wanting to pursue you?"
"Has the teacher seriously considered my feelings?"
"Ah, well." The bad man, who was good at making excuses, was particularly good at deceiving children. He pretended to be troubled by this matter and said, "What should I do? It's not enough. I haven't fully felt Yuki's sincerity yet."
He pretended to be troubled: "Teacher also wants to seriously consider Yuki's feelings, but teacher has not fully perceived Yuki's sincerity. Teacher is afraid that if I seriously consider it, but Yuki is actually just deceiving teacher, what if teacher cries then."
Kids who haven't been fooled by bad men before fall for it immediately.
Yuuki Matsuna stared wide-eyed, clenched her fists, and promised with determination, "I'm not lying to you, teacher. I will make you feel how sincere my feelings are, and make you feel at ease to seriously consider my feelings!"
She added, "I...I will continue to buy desserts for Gojo-sensei!"
After saying that, she prepared to call her bodyguard out so that Sato could buy more sweets for Gojo Satoru.
"Wait...wait a minute, you heartless teacher." The words she wanted to say were swallowed back down because of Maki's appearance.
"Don't believe him, Yuuki. Almost nothing he said was true," Maki interjected, stepping between them.
She pulled Yuki Matsuna behind her, completely shielding her from view, acting as if she were protecting her own.
She pointed the tip of her wooden sword at Gojo Satoru and said angrily, "You heartless teacher, only a teacher like you would do something like deceiving a student's feelings!"
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