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I never thought she was such a good person. I don’t know what would have happened to me if she hadn’t been there. It’s better to have someone comfort than to cry alone.
“Hiro-chan is a good kid, so he’s more sensitive than others.”
My grandmother, who always comforted me, used to say that.
Just thinking about it makes me want to cry, but I feel like I’ve been crying too much lately, so I’ll hold it in. As the goddess said, things won’t go according to the original story, but there’s still hope that I’ll be able to meet my grandmother again. So I guess I just have to keep trying.
But I was thinking, maybe the only part that won’t go according to the original story is the cultural festival, and everything else will be fine. So maybe it’s okay if things go according to the original story like they always have?
…I think you get it by now, right? I’ll try my best to follow the original story again. I’ll stick to the original story where I can, and if something unexpected happens, I’ll adapt flexibly. If things go well, maybe only the cultural festival won’t follow the original story.
So, I’ll go back to living my life following the original story. Wait for me, Grandma.
“Everyone, thank you for gathering here today. The reason we’re here today is none other than… you’re all going to clean the pool.”
Did you think the death game was about to start? Sorry, it’s just pool cleaning.
Even though it’s the weekend, we’re being made to clean the pool. This has nothing to do with the original story; it’s just because the teacher told me, “You’re free, right? Gather some people and clean the pool.”
Is that even possible? Because of Mizuno Shota, I ended up having to clean the pool, which has nothing to do with the original story… Mizuno Shota is such a nice guy that the teacher probably finds it easy to ask me to do things.
Well, but being asked to clean the pool was lucky. If it had been some other chore, I might have done it reluctantly, but cleaning the pool is different. Cleaning the pool is definitely fun. You don’t even have to do it to know that.
It seems everyone feels the same way, because when I asked them to come, a decent number of people showed up to help. Considering that the club members didn’t come, quite a few people showed up. The bike group came in full force—how much do they love cleaning the pool?
“I have some exciting news for everyone.”
You might wonder why I’m using honorific language, but it creates a better atmosphere, right?
“For those who helped clean the pool today, you get to play in the pool tomorrow!”
“”“Wooooo!!!”””
I had already told them about this beforehand, but I deliberately repeated it as a surprise to get them excited. But everyone was in a good mood, so they got excited. Thank you.
“Let’s finish this quickly!”
“Ooooh!!!”
I got them excited, but they’re too enthusiastic…
Do you know what the first part of pool cleaning is like? It’s hellishly dirty. There’s mud and sludge all over the pool… and it stinks.
But don’t worry, today is just the final touch-up. So we won’t have to deal with the sludge today.
“Everyone, be careful not to get heatstroke! Make sure to stay hydrated!”
“Yes!”
As the leader of this pool cleaning, I’m the one calling out to everyone. This is my first time being a leader. Usually, I try to stay out of the spotlight. Plus, I’ve been actively doing chores to avoid getting scolded.
But since I’m the leader this time, I can boss everyone around. This is what it’s like to be in charge—it’s so easy and nice.
…But jokes aside, let’s get cleaning.
Since it’s pool cleaning, everyone’s in high spirits. From my perspective, having cleaned bathrooms all my life, I don’t understand why they’re so excited. They’re all acting like kids.
There are more and more boys goofing around. As the leader, I need to address this.
“Hey, you guys!”
My loud voice draws everyone’s attention.
It’s unthinkable for high school students to get so excited about cleaning the pool that they start slacking off.
Everyone falls silent at my serious expression.
“…Anyone who wants to participate in the 1st Penguin Championship, gather around!!!!”
“Oooooooooo!!!”
The Penguin Championship is a competition where participants run up and slide on their stomachs to see how far they can go.
The girls watching the Penguin Championship were giving the boys a look that said, “Men are so stupid.”
…But who wouldn’t want to be a penguin?
Even though cleaning is in its final stages, everyone’s energy is still high. Speaking of which, my energy is still sky-high too.
If you hold a brush, you suddenly want to try curling, right? If you hold a hose, you want to make a rainbow, right? Even if it’s not a pool, if you get wet, you want to imitate a fish that just came out of the water, right?
“Hey! Don’t suddenly splash water on me!”
“Hahaha!”
The girls in the class are splashing water at each other and having fun. I decided to stare at them. Because their shirts are clinging to their bodies.
I try not to look, but my eyes are honest, so even if I look away, my pupils still follow the girls in the class.
“Uwaa, Mizuno is watching.”
It seems like they noticed I was watching. But if I look away now, I’ll just look like a pervert. I don’t want to be a pervert.
I make a circle with both hands and hold it up to my eyes. I look at the girls in the class again, pretending to use binoculars.
“Mmm, what a wonderful view.”
It’s super creepy, I know.
“Creepy!”
“Pervert!”
“Hehehehe.”
I’m really glad I was reincarnated as Mizuno. If the old me had done this, people would have said, “That’s creepy” or “I should sue you.”
Because I’m Mizuno, I can see what I want to see. Of course, that makes me smile. I guess the word “happiness” exists for this very reason.
Is it okay to be this happy? I’m so happy I might drown in it.
“Gopobobobobo.”
Huh? Did I really drown in happiness?
“Gopobobobobo.”
No, that’s not it. I really did drown.
“Bueh! I drank so much water! What? Water from a hose? Whee!”
It seems the reason I was drowning was because of the water from the hose. But what’s more important is who did this. I think it was intentional.
“…”
When I traced the source of the water from the hose, Niiro was looking at me with a huge smile. She was supposed to be smiling, but she wasn’t smiling at all. In fact, I could feel her anger.
“Uh, what’s wrong? Are you angry?”
Why is this girl angry? Did I do something to make her angry? I understand why those two girls are angry because I saw them, but I don’t understand why Niiro is angry.
Her anger spread to the other girls in the class, and before I knew it, they had run away. Hey, don’t leave me behind!
“I’m not angry.”
She’s angry! She’s just saying she’s not angry, but everything else about her shows she’s angry.
“Eh, really? It just looks like you are a little angry to me…”
“Maybe it looks that way because you did something to make me angry?”
I think that’s usually the case, but her face clearly shows she’s angry.
“Oh! Maybe you’re jealous? Because I was looking at other girls…”
“No, that’s not it! I just couldn’t stand you skipping cleaning… mumbled mumbled.”
The atmosphere was bad, so I tried to get through it with a joke as usual, but I ended up getting hit by the hose water again. She wasn’t even looking at me, but she hit me perfectly. I’m impressed by her aim. I’m about to drown, but my admiration wins out. She’ll be an amazing sniper in the future.
After that, I went home with her to make her feel better.
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