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In the end, Riria and I felt awkward after that and left the karaoke bar quickly.
The next day, I went to school with a heavy heart, thinking how bad it would be if the school know about this, but lunchtime came and went without anything happening.
……No, no, no, usually you would get a scolding or two if you did something like that, right?
I’ve seen Riria glance at me a few times during class, but apparently she hasn’t been told anything either.
Don’t tell me no one tipped them off…..?
Does such kindness even exist..?
“……Thanks for the food.”
“What’s wrong, Asahi, are you sick? There’s still some leftover fried chicken, your favorite.”
“No, well….I’ve been thinking a little too much…..”
“If you have any worries, I’ll listen. If you keep them bottled up, it’ll just get harder.”
“No, it’s fine, it’s nothing for you to worry about…..hahaha.”
“Really?”
It’s rare to have a day when I can’t go through with fried chicken like this.
The reason is that it is too unnatural that there is nothing to be done after all that has happened.
So, I’m scared inside that something bad might happen later on.
During lunch break, I occasionally make eye contact with Riria, but she is not smiling at all, as if she is not in the mood for it.
If it weren’t for this situation, her face would be so funny that I would say it was a masterpiece, but I can’t afford to laugh it off.
In a world where chastity is reversed, girls are probably the first to be blamed for incidents like this.
If Riria is called by the student advisor or the head of the school, I should go with and bow down. It is better to keep the wound shallow.
The day after school came and went without any events taking place.
It’s starting to seem like it would be okay to just ignore it.
In fact, Riria said that she was going to a family restaurant with some friends to chat and then left.
I decided to go home as well.
As I stood up, I was approached by a female student sitting next to me.
“H-H-Hirakawa…..kun, can I have a word…..with you?”
“Nishimeya san…..? What’s wrong?”
The person who spoke to me was Nishimeya san, who was seated right next to me.
She is a girl with a plain, inconspicuous atmosphere. Her long, black hair is completely unadorned, and her long bangs make it difficult to see her eyes clearly.
In addition, she was wearing Wellington-type glasses with large lenses, so I couldn’t make out her facial expression at all.
She has an aura of yan introvert, if I may say so myself.
I think this is the first time I have ever seen her speak properly.
“A-ah, um…..I-I-I’d like to have a-a-a….word …….”
“Are you all right? Nishimeya san, your face is bright red. Do you have a fever or something?”
“N–no, no, I’m fine……”
“No, no, no, it looks pretty bad. Anyway, let’s go to the nurse’s office. I’m a member of the nurse’s committee after all.”
I decided to take Nishimeya san to the infirmary.
Unfortunately, the school nurse was not available, so I put Nishimeya san on an empty bed for the time being.
“I’m sorry, NIshimeya san, you looked so sick, but I didn’t notice it at all…….”
What a neglect of duty for a member of the health committee.
I immediately handed her a thermometer and had her take her temperature.
The results were displayed with a beeping sound, but the number was not that high.
“Hmm, your fever may not be as bad as we thought. Still, there’s a chance that it will rise, so you should rest for now. Can you contact your parents?”
“N-no, I’m fine…..m-more importantly….um, I…….”
“Ah, you wanted to talk about something, didn’t you? Just keep it within reason.”
“Oh, um,……Hirakawa kun, y-yesterday…..”
The word “yesterday” that Nishimeya san said made me feel as if the Grim Reaper had grabbed me by the heart.
Yesterday……?
Did I talk anything with Nishimeya san yesterday……?
I dig through the memories of yesterday in my head.
I didn’t talk to her during class or lunch break, so if I had anything to do with Nishimeya sab, it was after school.
I went to karaoke with Riria, listened to some of her songs, and then we had a melon soda from the drink bar together…..and then something oops started…..
Oh yeah, the staff brought french fries.
Then she ran into us, who was getting aroused and…..
……Hm?
The staff at that time, she had some kind of shady vibe, and yet she was wearing glasses……
I don’t think there was one person like that around me…..
I look at Nishimeya san’s face again.
The aura of shade that overflows, the Wellington-type glasses, the long bangs, I’m sure of it—
There is no doubt, the staff at the karaoke bar who brought me french fries yesterday is Nishimeya san.
This is not good. This girl knows the whole story.
And as a staff, it’s no big deal for her to submit the video from the surveillance camera to the school.
This means that the gloomy girl in front of me holds the power over my life and death.
What’s going on here?
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