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Reika-sama – 175

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The book on acupoints I got from Kaburagi was pretty interesting. The human body suure had a lot of acupoints.

For swelling and water weight was the Water Separation Shuifen Point on your tummy, apparently. I gave it a press. Hmmmmm. Was this working?

For leg fatigue and swelling there was the Mountain Support Chengshan Point in the middle of the calf.

Whoa! That hurt! I think it was working!

I was using the rounded end of a pen to push one of the nerves on the sole of my foot. Owowowow…

I had gotten into acupoints so much that the next day I went out and bought some of the stick-on moxibustion kits. I had always been a little curious about this, after all~

Since I was worried about scarring I tried the sole of my foot first.

First was the Gushing Spring Yongquan Point. Whoaa! Hot! It hurt, but it felt like it was working! So this stuff was real!?

When it was done, the skin underneath had gone red. Best not to do this with sensitive or visible skin then.

It wasn’t all that comfortable laying face down, so I changed from the bottom of my feet to my palms. Umm, the one in the palm of your hand was the Toil Palace Laogong Point, right? Got it.

It felt pretty good just pressing on the Fish Border Yuji Point at the base of the thumb. One for there too.

Hmm, and maybe all my fingertips…

While I waited for them to burn with my hands palm up, I stimulated the acupoints on my feet with the foot massager I bought earlier.

It reaaally hurt the arch of my foot! But it was good for me!

I heard a knock on my door.

“Reika, mind if we talk?” asked Oniisama from outside.

I asked him to come in, since I could hardly get the door with moxa on every finger.

When he came in, Oniisama was wide-eyed and speechless.

“I apologise for my appearance, Oniisama. How about you join me?” I offered as I stepped on my foot massager.

Also known as ‘green bamboo’ since apparently that’s what they were before.

“Reika, when work calms down a bit, how about we go and eat somewhere? If you’re worried or something, you can talk to me about it…”

“Wah! Thank you, Oniisama.”

Eating out with Oniisama, huh. Then until then, I needed to keep up with the stomach acupoint.

At first I thought this was ridiculous, but now I was so glad I got this book~

Kuuh~! I can feel it working!

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*

It was finally here; the day of the tea party where the 2nd and 3rd year Pivoine members discussed the next president.

It was discussion mostly in name of course; usually the candidate was already chosen in advance, meaning that the President simply had to announce who it was.

Aah, in the end I failed to refuse… My stomach felt like it had a weight in it.

Could I spend my next year peacefully, do you think? Probably not, huh.

I thought about asking Enjou to do it just in case, but he avoided giving a straight answer with a smile, and even if he did accept I could only see trouble for myself.

Owing a favour to that guy was like owing money to a loan shark.

But I was resigned now. If ever there was some problem that I couldn’t deal with myself, I was resolved to go crying to Oniisama.

Maybe even Imari-sama could help me.

With Oniisama’s smarts, and Imari-sama’s way with women, there weren’t many problems that we couldn’t resolve.

To calm myself down, I pressed on the acupoints on hand.

“Well then, is anybody interested in becoming a candidate for the next president?” began Youko-sama after a round of pleasantries.

Naturally my hands weren’t raised. Even I wouldn’t nominate myself…

“If there isn’t, then I nominate-”

“I’ll do it,” somebody interrupted.

To everyone’s shock, it was the Emperor, Kaburagi Masaya himself.

“Eh…?”

“Kaburagi-sama…?”

I was shocked as well, of course.

Kaburagi trying for the next president!?

Impossible. This was Kaburagi!

He obviously had no interested in working as the president at all!

No freaking way! What the hell was happening!?

“Am I not good enough?” he lorded over us, sending the room into a panic.

“So you’ll be willing to undertake the position, Kaburagi-sama?”

“We could not wish for somebody better, Kaburagi-sama, but…”

“I don’t think any of us think that you’re unsuitable, Kaburagi-sama, but…”

But was he serious?

That was what everybody was asking in their heads.

Starting with Youko-sama, a huge slew of people would have loved Kaburagi as the next president, but they gave up from the start because they knew he would never accept. At least that’s what we thought.

“In other words there are no objections to I, Kaburagi Masaya, as the next President of the Pivoine?”

Everyone nodded in assent.

“I see. Then that’s that,” he said before arrogantly relaxing back into the sofa with tea in hand.

Once the discussions were done, Youko-sama came over to me apologetically.

“Reika-sama, I’m truly sorry about this. I hadn’t even considered that Kaburagi-sama would be interested, and…”

“No, I was shocked as well. But in fact, this is a great weight off my mind.”

“You’re right. Afer all, Kaburagi-sama is the face of Zui’ran itself, not just our Pivoine. With Kaburagi-sama as the next president, the likes of Mizusaki Arima’s Student Council are as good as rabble.”

“Truly.”

“A Pivoine led by Kaburagi-sama, with you and Enjou-sama supporting him. How wonderful… Isn’t it, Reika-sama? Hohoho,” she laughed happily.

I still wasn’t quite sure what happened, but at least I got out of being president. I wouldn’t have to worry about white hairs now.

Hell yeah! After a storm comes a calm, damnit! Ah, maybe that was the wrong phrase?

Good things come to those who wait? Maybe that wasn’t it either.

Well who cares! Whoooo!

I left the room feeling so euphoric I could skip. Of course, Kaburagi had to stop me.

Eh? What is it now?

Don’t tell me you don’t wanna do it after all? Well too late, buddy!

“Can I help you…?”

“Were you planning on being president?”

“Eh?”

Why was he asking that? Ohh, did he overhear my chat with Youko-sama?

“If there was nobody else then they planned to give it to me, but I myself had no interest. It was a responsibility that I hoped somebody else would take up.”

“I see. Good.”

Huh?

“Masaya was worried he had taken it from you,” explained Enjou who was standing next to him.

Oh, so that was it.

“I had absolutely no aspirations towards the position of president, so please be at ease. I wish you luck as our next president.”

“Yeah.”

Oh, and I almost forgot.

“And Kaburagi-sama, the book you gave me was very interesting. Thank you very much for it. Well then, gokigen’yoh.”

My worries were gone now.

Maybe I’d try some more moxibustion tonight.

I wonder why he suddenly decided to be the next president though.

Ah well, whatever.

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*

After I woke up early that morning, I had my morning bath. Haah, so warm.

Without washing my hair in the morning it was hard to turn my bed hair into my perfect curls after all.

After getting out of the bath, I stood in front of the mirror for some skin care.

Couldn’t be stingy with the facial lotion.

Huh.

Waaaaaaaahhhh!!

Gone! My eyebrow was gone!

I gripped the mirror in both hands and stared at my eyebrow. Gone…

Where my right eyebrow should have been was instead just the two ends of it. An eyebrow missing almost the entirety of its middle…

When I looked at my left eyebrow to compare, it was missing a part of it as well. My face looked so weird right now…

No, no, it wasn’t the time for this morbid fascination.

Where the heck had my right eyebrow gone!? And since when!?

I had to do something about this.

At times like this, the most reliable one was…

“Okaaaasamaaaa!”

I covered my eyebrows with one hand and ran for her.

When she saw what had happened to them she screamed as well.

“Reika-san, what have you done to yourself!?”

“I have no idea, Okaasama! When I saw myself in the mirror just now they were already like this!”

“So you didn’t shave them off by mistake?”

“No! Absolutely not. And why would I ever shave off just the middle!?”

“True… Then why… Reika-san, could it be that you plucked them off yourself during your sleep?”

“I doubt that I have the dexterity for that in my sleep.”

“True.”

“What do I do, Okaaasamaaa!”

“Well, we’ll have you take school off for today. Okaasama will take you to the hospital.”

I nodded tearily.

Uooohnnhoo! I didn’t want to go outside with this stupid looking face! What the heck happened to you, eyebrow!? An insect bite!?

Otousama and Oniisama came to see what the fuss was about, but I didn’t want them to see! Especially never Oniisama!

At the hospital I was diagnosed with spot baldness.

Apparently it wasn’t limited to the hair on your scalp. I was careless.

“It’s actually quite common. With men it can happen with their facial hair too.”

I see. My mind had the toughness of a blancmange so I had probably failed in handling the stress…

They prescribed me some medical cream, and Okaasama supported me home. What if I was like this forever…

No, no, I couldn’t stress. I would only get balder.

In front of the mirror I swabbed on some of the medicine. I wasn’t sure how much I needed, but I wanted to be careful about applying it evenly. It would be terrible if only my right eyebrow suddenly grew back.

I hoped I could hide this tomorrow with just an eyebrow liner and my fringe.

“Aaahh…”

I was definitely performing some purification rites come New Year.

And for now, I’d press the acupoint for hair growth.


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Reika-sama – 174

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“Yesterday, that Takamichi Wakaba girl caused problems again, I see.”

The President stopped to enjoy a sip of tea.

“Because of that one girl the entire school has been thrown into chaos and ill-discipline. Don’t you all agree?”

Her allies agreed and their dislike of Wakaba-chan showed in their expressions.

I just smiled and stayed silent.

Since yesterday I had been terrified that she would call me out on defending Wakaba-chan and I could tell the moment was here.

The moment I arrived in the salon after school today, the President called me over for some tea.

My heart hadn’t stopped thumping since. This wasn’t going to be a problem was it?

There was an urban myth that mammals were born with a set number of heartbeats. I hoped I wasn’t using mine up.

“What do you think, Reika-sama?”

I knew it!

“Not much, but I…”

“From what I hear, you stopped a group of girls from confronting Takamichi-san?”

Ueegghh, there were little waves in my teacup from the shaking…

Come on, Reika! You’re an actress right now!

“Yes. I was told that there was a disturbance so I went to investigate, only to hear something that I could not accept and, well…”

“My…”

“Even if Takamichi-san herself has problems, I cannot agree with insulting her family as well. It would hurt me deeply if anybody disparaged my own family…” I said as I placed a hand to my chest and tried my best to look sad.

The people around began to sympathise with me, because “Everybody knows how close Reika-sama is with her family…”

“You’re a kind person, so no wonder you couldn’t overlook that. Insulting family is certainly classless.”

“Yes…”

“But if we examine the root cause, this was all because Takamichi-san earned the enmity of so many people by failing to understand propriety. If it wasn’t for her lack of consideration, Reika-sama would never have had to have been hurt.”

“Eh…”

Everybody voiced their agreement.

“Poor Reika-sama.”

“Why did Reika-sama have to suffer for a girl like that?”

“Without even knowing how it ends up hurting Reika-sama, Takamichi Wakaba continues to have the Student Council President wait on her hand and foot. How very convenient for her.”

“With the way the Student Council have been spoilt it’s little wonder that that girl has been getting ahead of herself,” complained one of the boys.

“Very true,” agreed the President. “Because the current Student Council has been pushing their luck, that girl has felt no reason to reform.”

The President took my hands into hers.

“Reika-sama. I know full well how kind you are. But kindness is not enough for the President of the Pivoine. There are times when we must be harsh as well. If not, the Student Council will only grow more impudent.”

“No, but as I mentioned earlier, I am not capable enough to…”

“The current Student Council is truly aggravating. It appears that they even harbour ambitions of supplanting the Pivoine.”

“Umm…”

After that the conversation turned to their latest skirmish with the Student Council.

Aahh, so they still hadn’t given up on making me president…

I quietly left my seat and headed for my usual sofa by the wall.

I suppose I can at least consider having dealt with the repercussions of yesterday? Ahhh…

Around the time that I was on my second cup of tea, Kaburagi and Enjou finally came along.

They had no idea about how other people suffered!

Perhaps my displeasure was oozing from my body because Enjou spoke to me.

“What’s wrong, Kisshouin-san? You seem worn out today.”

I am!

“The end of the year is a busy time.”

Recently it was one worry after another.

I was actually checking for white hairs you know.

Well, given all the scalp massages I was getting from both the beauty salon and myself, I think it was in pretty good shape though!

On days like this I just wanted to head to my club and begin knitting already. You can really lose yourself in knitting, after all.

I bade the two of them goodbye and left the salon.

*

The Handicrafts Club was heaven!

Everyone happily knitted as we discussed the tea party on the last day of club activities for the year.

Since I was only a (provisional) member last year I didn’t get to participate, but this year I could boldly do so. Wahh, so happy.

“When I mentioned the tea party to Kotou-san she said she wanted to join in.”

“My, my, that would simply not do, Minami-kun. Tell her that if she wants to participate then she should join the club.”

Geez, that Ririna is so spoilt. Even a (provisional) member like me wasn’t allowed to. The road to the end-of-year tea party is that tough, you know. Definitely not a party that just any outsider can join in on.

“Are you making a neck warmer, Reika-sama?”

“Uhuhu, that is a secret.”

I couldn’t admit that it was meant to be a belly warmer yet… If I screwed it up, I could always give it to the tanuki. A nice, cute pink one for him!

*

*

After the conversation between Sakura-chan and Aoi-chan the other day, I was starting to feel anxious about cooking.

Were girls just supposed to know? If so, that was bad news for me…

I casually asked the girls in my group, and a lot of them couldn’t cook either. Plenty of them had employees to do that after all.

It wasn’t enough to set me at ease though. I couldn’t say for certain that I’d never have to cook, after all. Like what if there was some day when I had to cook for a boy I liked!?

In the past I tried teaching myself through experiments a few times, but I got bored straight away. Maybe learning under an expert was the right idea after all?

While I was thinking about it, I suddenly thought of Akimi-san. I think she might have said something about becoming a cooking teacher?

Just between you and me, I actually don’t know a whole lot about cooking. I would probably have to start with the basics of the basics.

I had the feeling that Akimi-san would be a gentle teacher to a clumsy person like me.

In the end I sent her a message about it. Ooh, I hoped that she’d say okay.

She immediately replied that as long as I was fine with her. She even asked me to try her cooking to see if I was okay with her sense of taste first. Yaaay!

Now even I was going to be able to cook for my future boyfriend! Wait for me, my yet unknown love!

Since it wasn’t set in stone yet, I only told Oniisama that I might be learning how to cook. He gave me a strange look. Why? I even told him that I’d be giving him the most of my cooking.

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For some reason Kaburagi gave me a book on acupoints. It was tagged on the pages for “acupoints good for lessening fatigue”.

What the heck.

Hmmmm, now where’s the acupoint for smaller stomachs…


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Ever since Oniisama told me not to worry about school fees I felt so relaxed~

I suppose that was why I was slacking off lately. Having to go to that party hadn’t helped.

I still like to think that I studied properly though.

Part of the reason I didn’t make it onto the ranking board was probably that some people were beginning to study properly now. It was coming to the point where we had to start thinking about our futures.

Internal students like me were at least guaranteed a university entrance, but that wasn’t to say that getting into the popular courses would be easy.

Aaah~ If I didn’t get my act together my grades were probably going to keep slipping…

Anyway, it was Kaburagi in 1st place and Enjou in 2nd this time.

They really were something else.

Even though they were both at the party, unlike a certain somebody their grades hadn’t dropped at all.

I liked to think it was because their mothers hadn’t dragged them around to beauty salons and hairdressers.

Yeah, that’s what I’m going with.

As for Wakaba-chan whose bullying had escalated to being framed as a cheater, she was at 4th place having been beaten out by Fellow Stalking Horse.

4th place after all that was amazing. I wished she could share some of those smarts with me.

Even though she was the smartest girl in the grade you’d never know from looking at her. As usual she was standing around with her mouth hanging open, and hair on the back of her head was sticking this way and that.

Please be a bit more careful, Wakaba-chan! There are so many things to tease you on!

“Studies are all that ugly bitch has, after all.”

“She studies to the point that she doesn’t care about how she looks anymore.”

“Can you even call that a girl~?”

Despite people badmouthing her from right behind, Wakaba-chan paid them no heed at all.

No doubt she was daydreaming about the lunch she’d be treating herself to.

“Takamichi.”

“Ah, Mizusaki-kun.”

The girls who had been badmouthing her scattered at Fellow Stalking Horse’s arrival.

“Geez, I lost to you this time.”

“You’re still 4th. And I barely beat you this time. Not that I won’t be studying hard to do this again though.”

“Yeah. Do your best.”

“You still have room to say that?”

“Ahaha.”

The two of them seemed to be getting along quite well. Was it because they were both in the Student Council?

And Wakaba-chan’s attitude was relaxed in a way that she wasn’t during interactions with Kaburagi.

Uwah, the faces of the Prime Arima fans were kinda terrifying right now.

The squeals of girls heralded Kaburagi and Enjou.

Perhaps because the rings of girls had already informed them but they simply glanced at the top of the board and that was it.

What the hell. Be a little more glad about this. I wasn’t even on the list.

The two of them were about to head back when Kaburagi caught sight of Wakaba-chan and stopped.

“…Sup.”

“Ah, congratulations on 1st place.”

“Isn’t it a given?”

“Aah.”

His expression had softened a bit. I guess he was happy to see her in the morning.

Given the difference in treatment with other girls I could see why everyone was so jealous of her.

As Wakaba-chan stood with her back to the board, Fellow Stalking Horse stood to her side.

In front of her stood Kaburagi.

And a little distance behind him was Enjou.

One girl, surrounded by the three boys who were arguably the most popular in the entirety of the high school section. And that girl was Wakaba-chan.

Wasn’t this kind of bad…?

Look! See! People from the President’s group were glaring at them right now!

Wakaba-chaaan, there’s less than a month left until graduation. Pleaaase don’t get in trouble until then.

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Of course she was immediately surrounded in the locker room after gym class.

“You’re really getting ahead of yourself!”

“You weren’t fine with just Kaburagi-sama and Enjou-sama but even had to force Mizusaki-kun to wait on you!?”

“You suuure are good at sucking up to boys~”

By the time I heard about this Wakaba-chan was already surrounded by a ring of girls. And since no boys were here to see, none of them were holding back.

“Is it true that you came here as a gold digger?”

“With that face? Are you joking?”

“But she’s not doing too bad at deceiving Kaburagi-sama, is she~ Just as planned, right?”

Wakaba-chan didn’t say anything in return. She should have.

Then again it would have just made things worse.

Wakaba-chan didn’t seem to mind, but it was hurting me to watch.

“Your family owns a cake shop, I hear.”

That got a twitch out of her.

The girls seemed to notice because they smiled nastily and picked that to attack.

“Gosh. It must be a famous pâtisserie, I’m sure.”

“Why, the pâtissier has probably competed in the La Coupe du Monde de la Pâtisserie.”

“Right? There’s no way Zui’ran would let in a child from some tiny local bakery after all.”

“I heard it was a pretty cheap place. I wonder what they use as ingredients.”

That crossed the line. How could they talk about her parents like that!

Wakaba-chan’s expression had changed. She loved her family after all.

They were so cruel! I couldn’t watch any longer!

“I enjoyed it. Cake from Takamichi-san’s store.”

“Reika-sama!”

I entered their little ring.

“Eh, umm, Reika-sama…”

“It was a soft and pleasant flavour. It only took one taste to make me a fan. Both the strawberry shortcake and cream puffs were delicious. When I bought some to bring home with me, Oniisama loved them too. Apparently he liked the Swiss rolls the most. But perhaps the two of us simply have no taste. According to you girls.”

I leveled a harsh gaze over the girls who had been laughing at her.

Each of them hung their heads as I looked at them.

Some of them had a crush on Oniisama while he was enrolled here, and some others had cousins or older sisters aiming for him.

Protect me with your powers, Oniisama!

“Reika-sama and Takateru-sama…” muttered one.

“We didn’t mean…”

“Didn’t mean what?” I questioned.

The changing room was dead silent.

“I am not fond of that way of doing things.”

The group of girls began to disperse.

As my heart went crazy in my chest I left as well, somehow managing to cover up the shaking in my legs.

Later on Serika-chan and the others asked why I had been to Wakaba-chan’s place, so I just said that I had entered the place on a whim only to find out it was Wakaba-chan’s.

Aahh, what was I going to do about this if the President heard…

*

*

That night Wakaba-chan messaged me for the first time.

‘I’m going to especially make you a Yule Log as thanks!’


“According to your choice of words” is more literally “According to the tone and choice of words I heard just now.”


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Oh whoops. I mistyped, haha! Sorry to expectant Wakaba shippers! Ah, but don’t worry. Better things are coming up on that front, so give it a few weeks!

Oh, and after much neglect, going to start finishing off the Evil God Volume 3’s free chapters, as well as start up Tilea’s Worries again, since exams are finishing soon.

Also Christmas is considered by Japanese as also being a romantic occasion.


When I met up with Aoi-chan that weekend I started ranting about being asked to become the Pivoine’s president.

“In other words you don’t want to become the president of that group?”

“Mmn. Absolutely not. It’s too heavy. Class president is about as much responsibility as I can handle.”

“I see… Then is there anybody else suitable?”

In my opinion it should have been Kaburagi as the most influential member. If not then Enjou maybe.

But Kaburagi would never agree to something so troublesome. I couldn’t see him being interested in the power over the Pivoine either.

But obviously Youko-sama and co. knew all of this or they wouldn’t have come to me to begin with, huh…

“I can only think of two others but they’d never accept…”

I suppose there was at least the possibility that Enjou would accept if he was asked, but I didn’t have high hopes for it.

“Is the workload really that bad?”

“I don’t think the work would be all that bad…”

The work for the Summer Party and other events were all outsourced, and the Pivoine’s concierge did all of the clerical work.

Compared to the Student Council President, you could say that the President of the Pivoine did basically nothing. I think that was why the role wasn’t passed on until December, despite the exams.

“But you still don’t want it?”

“Yeah…”

“That’s rough,” she consoled me when my phone, which I had left in silent, began to vibrate in my bag.

“Oh? Aren’t you going to get that, Reika-chan?”

“Sorry. Could I?”

“Of course!”

The sender field read Sakura-chan.

It turned out to be an invitation to hang out since she was free right now.

Damned Sakura.

Did she think I just sat around at home every weekend?

“A friend of mine was inviting me to hang out.”

“Oh okay. No problems?”

“Yeah.”

I texted her back and said that I was already with another friend so I couldn’t.

Hehe, even I have friends to hang with on a weekend, you know.

“She’s from Yurinomiya. We met while we were in primary and for a while we went to the same cram school. Even though she looks like a perfect Japanese doll, her personality is actually pretty funny.”

“Huh~ Then why don’t you invite her here?”

“Eh!? Is that okay!?”

“Yeah. I’m fine with it.”

Being fine with a stranger coming along would have been unimaginable in primary school, given that she was shy enough to run from me.

Huh.

Or was it just that I was that scary back then?

Haha, no way, right?

“Well then, I guess I’ll ask her.”

Actually it was Sakura-chan who was liable to turn this down. After all, she was always playing the sweet girl with other people.

Or so I thought, until her next message arrived.

‘I’m already close by. Be there soon.’

Ehh!? Everyone was so sociable today!

“She’s coming,” I said.

“Oh okay,” she smiled. “Does she know where the place is?”

Wow, so she really didn’t care…

Sakura-chan wasn’t lying about being close-by. She was there right away.

“Hi, I’m Yorino Aoi.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Fukioka Sakurako.”

I had been worried that it would be awkward, but the two of them really hit it off. Mostly with love-talk.

“So you’re going out with a guy from your school, Aoi-chan. That’s sooo nice.”

“But don’t you have a boyfriend in Zui’ran, Sakurako-chan?”

“We’re not officially dating yet though. I just need to give him a bit of a push.”

I had heard from Sakura-chan that Akizawa-kun’s attitude had changed after the School Festival. Apparently he finally realised his feelings for her after what happened with Dite.

Well done, Dite.

And speaking of Dite he hadn’t given up on Sakura-chan yet.

Sometimes he spoke to me about his passionate feelings for Sakura-chan, and even poured those feelings into violin CDs that I ended up having to listen to.

Yet another troublesome thing in my life.

“Please help me, Kisshouin-kun!” he’d say each time, but since there was no way Sakura-chan would ever give up on Akizawa-kun, I couldn’t do anything except advise him to search for a new love.

And getting rid of that afro would be a great first step.

“So I’ve been making him one lunch a week, you see?” said Aoi-chan, “But compared to the lunches I actually put effort into, it was only when it was a simple ginger pork on rice did he really enjoy it. It was sooo depressing.”

“I know what you mean! I spend so much time making some of these things for Takumi but he prefers the karaage of all things. It’s really discouraging. I make lunch for his track and field championships but each time he just keeps asking for karaage, karaage, like a broken record. Why do I even bother.”

“Aah, I know how you feel~ Fried food is a winner with them, isn’t it. My boyfriend loves fried prawns too.”

“Mmn. Making anything else feels like a waste of effort. But then Takumi always says ‘You make the best karaage, Sakurako’ so I can’t help but keep making it for him, you know~?”

“Ah. So you’ve gone back to praising him?”

“Uhuhu~”

Sakura-chan and Aoi-chan continued talking about what they were making their boyfriends.

“What did you make recently?”

“Hmm, deep-fried pacific saury? He liked that it was salty and sweet. Oh, and some cabbage rolls.”

“Cabbage rolls are a good choice. Made in broth though? Or is it tomato sauce?”

“My family uses broth, but tomato sauce is nice too.”

“And if you use dried parsley with the tomato sauce the colour is fantastic.”

“Mhm, mhm.”

I was being left out.

The two of them could cook as though it was natural…

I could barely make desserts. For some reason it was making me anxious. Maybe it wouldn’t be a bad idea to learn, for my future boyfriend…

“So what are you doing for Christmas?”

“My school is Catholic so we’ll be busy with a bazaar, and a musical performance with handbells at the church. Every year we have a Christmas party at Takumi’s though, so that’s what I’ll be doing in the evening.”

As expected of family friends. It seemed that each year Sakura-chan roasted turkey with his mum and older sister.

Given that she was his childhood friend, and his mother already doted on Sakura-chan like her own, Akizawa-kun was probably going to have to just accept his fate.

“I want to see the Christmas lights too.”

“That sounds nice~ I’ve thought about going myself, but maybe before the day since it’s going to be packed.”

“That was my plan too. Where are you going, anyhow?”

And then they began happily talking about their Christmas plans.

I sat there silently and sipped on my tea.

Tsk. What ‘Christmas’.

A blizzard ought to just come in and clog up the traffic.

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*

Through Enjou, Yukino-kun told me that he wanted to show off the results of his latte art training, so I happily headed to the Petit Pivoine.

When I arrived I was greeted by little angels.

“Reika-oneesan, quickly sit down!” guided Yukino-kun.

I did as he said, and he began demonstrating his latte art skills.

“Yukino-kun, will you make some for us too?” asked Mao-chan.

“Sure.”

And so after that he drew three hearts in a row.

For some reason there was a beautifully drawn ox sitting in front of me instead.

Huh. Was this a holstein?

“You did a splendid job drawing this cow.”

“Ehehe, I tried really hard,” he smiled happily.

I took a picture of it before helping myself.

Mn, yummy.

“Oh yeah, Reika-oneesan, thank you for the cake the other day. The little pistachio cake was delicious.”

“Oh? I am happy to hear that.”

Since Yukino-kun had to stay at home during the party the other day, I had Enjou carry a set of the hotel’s mini cakes home for him.

When I was small Oniisama would always bring cakes and desserts back from the parties for me, so I was just following his lead.

“What are you doing for Christmas, Reika-oneesan?”

“Me? Oh, I have a few things planned with some friends of mine…”

I unconsciously put on airs since Yukino-kun asked.

“Ehhh!?” exclaimed Mao-chan, “But I wanted you to come to my Christmas party, Reika-oneesama! You’re dropping in too, right, Yukino-kun?”

“Yes,” he nodded.

Ehh!? Really!?

Why did I have to satisfy my stupid pride…

Thanks to that I wasted my own chance at spending Christmas with cute little angels! Reika, you idiot!

I couldn’t just take back my words now either…

Mao-chan suggested exchanging presents and they began to talk about their plans for the party.

Uuu, I wanted to come too.

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Today was the day of the term-end exam results.

With my face beaming the usual ‘I don’t really care about my ranking at all~’ I made my way to the board, only to find that I really wasn’t in the top 30.

Guoooh!!

I just had no luck recently.

Maybe the curse I set on Kaburagi’s panther totem had come back to roost…


Cabbage roll in broth
Cabbage roll in tomato sauce

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Anyhow, what I took away from that last party was that there were no signs of our family being destroyed at this point.

Everyone from our company screamed ‘Elite!’ and ‘Capable!’. Not only were they all quite accomplished at work, but their expressions seemed positive too.

Thanks to my constant reminders Otousama wasn’t doing anything dishonest, and best of all Oniisama was working there!

I could count on Oniisama to stop Otousama from trying to commit fraud or attempt any hostile takeovers.

And we had the secretary Sasajima-san too.

Okaasama might have been quite a spender, but it wasn’t so much that our family was in danger, and I liked to think that I was spending modestly too.

As for our destroyers from the manga, while we weren’t particularly close to the Kaburagi family, neither were we on bad terms. At the very least they didn’t have a reason to destroy us. Probably.

At this rate I didn’t think I’d end up needing to go to another university. Zui’ran University probably wouldn’t be a problem. Because geez, if it wasn’t for the school fees I reaaally wanted to go to Zui’ran.

I was humming thoughtfully to myself with a pillow in hand as I sat in the living room after my dinner and bath.

Oniisama came back from work and asked what I was doing.

“Hmmm, I suppose I am wondering about what I want to do in the future.”

“Future? You weren’t planning on going to Zui’ran university?”

“Well that would be ideal but…”

Oniisama slackened his tie as he took a seat next to me.

“Then what’s the problem? Are the grade requirements for your major too high?”

“No, I am not even sure what faculty I want to enter yet. I suppose I was just kind of wondering about the school fees?”

“School fees?”

Oniisama looked at me strangely. Well, of course he did. Why would a daughter of the Kisshouin family have to worry about paying her school fees.

“For example, if our family suddenly became bankrupt… I was wondering if I could afford them in that case…”

“Bankrupt? You always have the most negative daydreams, don’t you, Reika. You’ve been like this since you were a kid. Is there some reason, or?”

“Not exactly…”

I couldn’t exactly say ‘I read a manga in my last life, Oniisama’. He’d think I was mental.

I sat in silence as Oniisama sighed, placing a hand on my head.

“You know, Reika, I don’t know why you’re so worried about that, but both our company and our family are doing just fine. And even if something did happen to our family, I at least have enough money to pay for one sister’s tuition fees. If you have a university you want to go to, then just go. Alright?”

His reassuring smile cleared away my worries. Of course! I had Oniisama, didn’t I. Of course everything was going to be alright. I wasn’t alone.

“You should rely on your family more, Reika.”

Yeah. Thank you.

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*

This morning Kaburagi visited Wakaba-chan’s class, as was the norm.

Although Wakaba-chan referred to him as ‘Kaburagi-sama’ now, when speaking to him directly she used ‘Kaburagi-kun’ as he instructed.

Even though he basically forced her into it, people were still unhappy about it.

In the salon the President was coldly listening to her daily report on Takamichi Wakaba.

The use of ‘Kaburagi-kun’ by an ordinary student like Wakaba-chan was outrageous to her group.

A number of the Zui’ran supremacists had already warned her to ‘know her place’ but since she told them that it was at Kaburagi’s instruction, none of them could escalate further.

Which of course just worsened their ire of her.

The President’s group were gathered in their corner, as usual, whispering about something or other.

*

*

Since I had tests to study for I left the salon early today and made my way to the car park. On the way I happened to meet Kaburagi.

“Gokigen’yoh, Kaburagi-sama. Are you leaving for the day?”

“Yeah.”

I bet he was secretly studying away to keep his ranking.

“Thank you finding the time to come to our humble party, the other night.”

“No, thanks for inviting me. I had fun.”

Whoa! Of all people, Kaburagi was being polite to me!

Kaburagi suddenly glanced into the distance. At the end of his gaze was who seemed to be Wakaba-chan.
He stood there watching until the figure left.

“Kaburagi-sama…”

“Hm?” he continued staring in that direction.

“Were you aware that a great many people are jealous because of all the attention you pay to Takamichi-san?”

“Eh?”

He turned to face me but I bade him farewell and got into my car.

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I somehow managed to finish the end-of-term tests. They were always hard because of how much more content you had to study for than the mid-terms.

I didn’t have much in the way of memory storage, so whenever I remembered something new it just pushed out what I studied earlier. Wasn’t there some way of fixing this?

During the test there was something related to the test written on Wakaba-chan’s desk. Thankfully she realised and notified the teacher beforehand.

If she hadn’t she might have been accused of cheating.

I hoped the scare didn’t affect her performance…

*

*

My Vice President at the Handicrafts Club came to my class.

“Um, Reika-sama. Club Activities will be recommencing today. Will you be attending?”

I was super happy that she was here to invite me, but I already had that planned for today.

“I am sorry. Today I must head to the Pivoine salon no matter what. If I can find the time afterwards, I would certainly like to head to the club, but…”

The President of the Pivoine had asked me to come to the salon after the term-end exams. I didn’t want to be… I had a bad feeling about this…

“I see. Well, we’ve all just finished our exams, so I don’t think many people will be coming today anyhow. Please don’t push yourself and just head home.”

“I see. Thank you.”

If I had my way then I’d be heading to the Handicrafts Club too. It was getting cold, so I was thinking about knitting myself a haramaki belly warmer for winter.

But I couldn’t exactly refuse the invitation of the President of all people.

I trudged my way there with a heavy heart, and when I arrived at the salon I was met by the smiles of the President and her friends.

“Sorry for calling you here so soon after your exams, Reika-sama.”

“No, please do not be. Was there something you wished to speak about?”

“Yes, we did. Right, everybody?”

Everyone nodded.

“The truth is that we would like you to be the next President of the Pivoine.”

“Eh!? Me!?”

Me!? That’s impossible!

To begin with, why me!? The President needed the power to control these people!

How on earth could I even go about controlling the likes of Enjou and Kaburagi. Particularly Kaburagi!

If there was somebody who continually undermined the words of the leader, pretty soon everybody would follow.

And if the non-members saw that nobody was listening to me they’d think of me as an easy mark as well. And then at the end they’d stage a revolution! Oh no, I’d be headed for the guillotine…

If I was the Rococo Queen then that made Fellow Stalking Horse Robespierre!

Eh!? Then did that make Wakaba-chan Saint-Just!?

Nooooooooooooooo! Save meee, Ferseeeen!

“Reika-sama?”

Whoa! Talk about losing a grip on reality!

“I am unsure that I am suited for…”

“Everything will be fine! We will persuade younger members to see things our way. The Pivoine won’t lose to the likes of the Student Council!”

No, no, I don’t want to fight it out with the Student Council at all. Don’t tell me she was going to turn me into a puppet President and control the Pivoine after graduation?

“Please, Reika-sama, for the good of the Pivoine.”

Impossible… I couldn’t see any future in it except for isolation. Sanson the Executioner was already beckoning for me…

Oh dear, I think my hair was going to turn white from the stress…

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*

‘Since the exams are done, wanna come over and hang?’ came the message from Aoi-chan.

I super do!

You’re the only one I can voice my complaints to, Aoi-chaaan~!


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Aside from Akimi-san, everybody here was either a student or alumni of Zui’ran, so there wasn’t much introduction to be had.

Come to think of it, Ririna had followed Kaburagi like crazy when she entered Zui’ran. Then when Enjou told her off she started behaving herself.

She never did mention liking Kaburagi again, but I wondered if she had any feelings left.

I glanced over at her but… Nope, didn’t seem so. All I registered was wariness. Against whom though?

More Enjou than Kaburagi it looked like. Well, maybe when he chewed her out she realised what a troublesome person he was.

Enjou had enough sense for some polite flattery for the three of us, but all Kaburagi mentioned besides the scope of the party was:

“The food’s pretty good.”

That’s what he was praising!? Not that I wasn’t okay with that, because it was honestly what I was happiest to hear.

“Well Chairman Kisshouin is known as ‘the Gourmet President’, and the ‘Connoisseur Chairman’ after all.”

Eh!? Seriously!? I had no idea people thought of him that way! Hmph, pretty pretentious for a tanuki.

Kaburagi asked if we had eaten, but Ririna and I had only touched the drinks.

“Are you on some stupid weight loss scheme again?”

“No, that is not… I simply have not found the time to eat yet with all the guests to greet,” I explained.

“I’m the same…” echoed Ririna.

Kaburagi shot us a dubious gaze.

“Hmmmm… The chefs have invested so much skill and effort into these dishes and you’re alright wasting them for some diet? I hate people like that.”

The two of us flinched.

“Come on, Kisshouin-san isn’t that kind of girl, right?” Enjou stepped in, “She never leaves any of her lunch behind, and isn’t she always eating desserts at the salon?”

“Right, right,” followed Imari-sama, “To begin with, Takateru told me the reason these Kisshouin parties are known for their food is because of Reika-chan’s advice.”

“True…” Kaburagi nodded in acceptance.

Kaburagi turned his gaze to Akimi-san next.

“I-I think the temarizushi was really good,” she reported, a little frightened.

“Ahh, women do love that kind of thing. I’m more partial to something with a bit more meat, myself,” he chuckled.

I suppose praising the food was the right answer to him.

The two of them began chatting about which foods were good tonight.

You know, Kaburagi, I have to wonder what you mean by talking to a young woman about nothing but food. We’re at a high class party here, filled with girls in their youth. Don’t you have anything cooler to talk about?

As for Akimi-san, her eyes were swimming all over the place. it looked like she was hitting her limit. Do your best, Akimi-san~

“Oh yeah, by the way, Kisshouin. You’ve been “jogging”, yeah? Can’t say it seems to be working though.”

“Hah…?”

Working? What did he mean ‘working’? As in my stamina wasn’t any better? As in I was still slow? Or did he goddamn mean that the weight loss wasn’t working!?

I’ll kill him! I’ll definitely curse him to death! What do you mean “jogging”!? Jogging is jogging!

Despite being silent all this time, Ririna looked like she was ready to argue now and took a step forward.

“Goodness, excuse you! Reika-san might have been fat for a while, but right now her stomach is slim as anything!” she patted my tummy for emphasis.

Everybody stared at my stomach.

Ririna looked smug and triumphant, but I was feeling faint from the embarrassment.

What are you doing you idiot!! Don’t you know that that kind of help just deals the finishing blow!?

As for Akimi-san, she couldn’t stomach the looks of jealousy she was getting for being around these hot guys anymore.

“Please excuse me. I’m feeling a little tipsy so I think I’ll sit down for a while…”

Of course Imari-sama couldn’t just let that go either.

“Are you all right?” he asked, “Let me escort you over to the chairs,” he said as he gently held out a hand.

Stop ittt, Casanova Village Chief! You’re going to finish her off in another sense!

Red-faced and tottering, Akimi-san was escorted off by Imari-sama.

“I’ll go as well,” said Ririna before chasing after Akimi-san protectively.

I suppose that was fine though. As long as Ririna was there, none of his fans would get off lightly for bullying Akimi-san.

…Hm?

Wai-, huh? Didn’t this mean I was left with just these two? Wha-, wait up! I’ll come too!

But before I had a chance to leave, this time it was Enjou’s okaasama that appeared. Guwahh, my chance to get away!

“This is where you were, Shuusuke? Good evening, Reika-san. My son has been in your care.”

I wasn’t too familiar with her, and had only seen her a few times at graduation and the like. I had been using my age as an excuse to get out of these parties after all.

“No, no, it is always I who troubles him…” I said with an insincere smile.

Unlike Madam Kaburagi’s gallant impression, this woman seemed softer and reserved. Maybe Yuiko-san was a relative of hers.

Oh, come to think of it, if Enjou’s parents were here, and Enjou was here, did that mean…?

“Ummm… Is Yukino-kun at home by himself tonight?”

I hoped he wasn’t too lonely. He was too young to be staying at home alone. Back when I skipped out on the parties I still always had Oniisama around.

“Yes, but he has a minder. He should be just about done with his tutor right about now.”

“My, a home tutor…?”

That was harsh for a 1st grader.

“Yukino is always being hospitalised so he needs a way to catch up on his studies,” Enjou explained after noticing my concern.

So that was why. Oh, but come to think of it, didn’t I start cram school when I was in Year 1?

“Yukino’s gotten quite attached to Kisshouin-san.”

“Truly? He’s always so hard to please though.”

Hard to please? Was she talking about the gentle, angelic Yukino-kun?

“I personally think Yukino-kun is a very kind and well-behaved boy,” I said earnestly.

Mrs. Enjou smiled at me.

“Why thank you. Yukino has been ill since he was little, so sometimes he can be a little demanding but please get along with him, all right?”

“Of course. I love spending time with him.”

“That damned kid has been all about imitating Shuusuke’s latte art recently,” Kaburagi suddenly added, “The last time I went over to Shuusuke’s that kid had already managed a heart, you know. He said that he wanted to make one for you, so I told him ‘Kisshouin would be happier to get the Chinese Zodiac’.”

Kaburagi, the one spouting weird lies into Yukino-kun’s head was youuu!?

“Chinese Zodiac…? Speaking of which, recently my son has been practising an ox… That was thanks to you, Reika-san…?”

“The kid told me that he’d mastered the rat already. Isn’t that great, Kisshouin?”

Oh god, please just stop!

You’re giving his mum the wrong idea!

You’re wrong, Mrs. Enjou! I’m absolutely not some kind of Chinese Zodiac-obsessed weirdo! Please don’t think of me as some bad influence! I’m not some strange woman!

While all this was happening, Enjou was smiling without a care. Do something about your best friend already! And fix this misunderstanding with your mum!

That was when Mrs. Kaburagi came over. At some point this situation had turned into a total Away Game for me. I was surrounded by enemies in every direction. Imari-sama, Akimi-san, Ririna, comeee baaaack~!

But my telepathy failed to activate, and Mrs. Kaburagi ended up inviting me to some Christmas party.

“I already have some plans with friends…” I desperately turned her down.

Please don’t ask me what friends~! It was a total lie! Aah, my stomach… I’m done for…

In the end it was Oniisama who saved me. It was your sixth sense as a sibling wasn’t it, Oniisama! In the end the only one I could rely on was Oniisama wasn’t it!

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The temarizushi was part of what we took home later.

With one hand I ate them, and with the other I stabbed the black panther doll I was making with Kaburagi in mind.

A pox, a pox, a pox, a pox, a pox…

*

*

An email came from Akimi-san.

‘A wallflower like me got to experience such a wonderful dream…’

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On the day of the party I was told to immediately head to the hair salon after school. There, they did my hair and make-up, before leaving with Okaasama straight for the hotel where the party was being held.

Otousama and Oniisama would be headed here after work so until then I decided to just have a sandwich and study in the waiting room or something. I didn’t want to get my dress creased so I’d leave it off until the last minute. Tonight I would be wearing a loose dress.

Hm, this ham sandwich was pretty good.

“Reika-san, you shouldn’t eat too much. You won’t be able to fit in your dress.”

Okaay…

*

Apparently they hadn’t been lying to me about this being an important party for us. Even Ririna who was just a relative was here. Her exams were coming up too. I could sympathise with her family issues cutting down on her study time. Huh, Ririna had better grades than me, didn’t she. Maybe I could ask for her study methods later.

As for me, although I was the daughter of the chairman, not only was I still a high schooler, but I wasn’t even the heir. Today I was basically just here as an extra. All I had to do was stand with my family and keep smiling.

After a while, Otousama was surrounded by other important men, while Okaasama was surrounded by ladies she was close with, so I decided to leave and wander about to see if there was somewhere with less people.

Oniisama had already been caught by the same girls who were aiming to be his bride. Godspeed, Oniisama.

I greeted people with a smile as I walked about until I came across Narutomi Akimi-san. She was the young woman I met at the fasting course.

“Akimi-san.”

“Ah, Reika-san.”

A little chubby-looking, for some reason I felt really warm and relaxed around her.

“Thank you very much for inviting me tonight.”

“Thank you for attending when you must be so busy.”

She noticed me looking at the food in her hands.

“The food here is really good. I think I might have eaten too much,” she smiled in embarrassment.

“My, I am overjoyed that it is to your taste.”

I constantly told Otousama that the most important thing for these parties was the food. These corporate parties were already boring at best, so if the food wasn’t even yummy what the hell was even the point.

And since I was talking about food anyhow, I made sure to tell him to make sure the company cafeteria was good too. If the employees had good food then they’d be more motivated.

That meant one step further away from our downfall! It’s important to start with the small things.

“Will you not be eating, Reika-san?”

“Ehh, perhaps later…”

Yeah. Even if the food was great, it was difficult as an ojousama to eat your fill at these parties. Reapplying the gloss was a pain, and if you ate too much your stomach would bulge too. And for careless people like me it would be a disaster if I accidentally got some sauce on my dress.

Still, we’d be bringing home the food that you could take home, so I could enjoy myself later~

The scallops meunière that she was having looked great.

I think I wanted some too. I wonder if it was on the list of take-home foods.

A few men suddenly passed us.

“Of course the fatty is eating,” said one of them, and the others laughed along.

Akimi-san’s expression changed in a heartbeat.

What assholes!

I had just taken a step in their direction when Akimi-san stopped me.

“Akimi-san?”

“It’s fine, Reika-san.”

“But…”

“I am fat…” she smiled feebly.

What did that have to do with anything. Somebody needed to teach those insensitive assholes the fear of god!

She didn’t have to worry so much. It’s wasn’t like I was going to charge up and tell them to apologise.

Any apology I could wring out of idiots like them would just be insincere, and in the process it would turn her into a spectacle.

You had to fight fire with fire.

Instead, I was planning to flick some brown demiglace sauce on the butt of their trousers.

Then all I had to do was shame them!

“Goodness. What in heavens is that stench…” or something like that!

You guys should just be forever known as the poop boys! Ukekekekekekekekeke!

“Please excuse me. I’m going to touch up my makeup…”

Akimi-san placed her empty dish down and she left the room as I watched her go. Once she was gone, I headed off for my journey of revenge.

When I came back from my journey, I noticed Imari-sama waving at me.

“Imari-sama!”

“Good evening, Reika-chan.”

And goodness, he was just radiating mature charm once again.

“That wine red dress you’re wearing this evening is a bit more mature than usual. I couldn’t help but stare. You were like a rose spirit.”

Hauu! An arrow of bewitchment shot through my heart!

Luckily I had high resistance from knowing him since I was little!

Imari-sama picked out a glass of non-alcoholic wine for me in the colour of my dress. Popular men were always attentive to these sort of things.

We chatted about Oniisama for a while before touching on the topic I was most interested in.

“By the way, Imari-sama, is the story about you being stabbed by a woman true?”

“Eh!? Reika-chan, how did you know about that!? Did you hear it from Takateru?”

“A little bird told me.”

I couldn’t exactly answer ‘Eavesdropping.’ now could I?

“Ah boy, I never would have thought that you knew, Reika-chan. But calling it stabbing is just exaggerating.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah. I just got into a bit of a tiff with a woman who was holding a knife, and it just happened to cut my left palm a bit. Look. See? Thanks to that the fortunes off my palm readings have completely changed.”

When I looked there really was a small white scar.

Still, stabbing or not, blood really had been spilt. What kind of life was Imari-sama even living…

Oh, hang on. Could it be…?

“Come to think of it, when you were a high school student in Zui’ran you were in the Basketball Club, were you not?”

“Ohh! So you remembered~ That’s right. I was in the Basketball Club. God, that brings back memories~”

Oh my god! So being some womaniser was actually characteristic of the Zui’ran Basketball Club!?

Zui’ran Academy’s Boy’s Basketball Club.
A.K.A. the Casanova Village, sworn enemies of the Forever Alone Village.

“Reika-san!”

While we continued to chat, Ririna came trotting over.

“Oh, Ririna.”

“It’s been a while, Ririna-chan.”

“Gokigen’yoh, Imari-sama. Geez, it took so long to get away from Okaasama!” she huffed as she took a drink from a server.

After having a gulp, she sighed.

“My condolences,” I offered.

“Ririna-chan, you’re wearing a bit of lily perfume today, aren’t you. It’s a perfect fit for your name, isn’t it, just like your dress tonight is a perfect fit for you.”

Oh my god! Apparently the Chief of the Casanova Village possessed a skill that allowed him to identify women’s perfumes too. No wonder he was Chief.

“Thank you…” replied Ririna as her mouth threatened to smile happily.

Her mood had taken a 180 with just a few words. One day Imari-sama was going to get stabbed for real.

Since I noticed Akimi-san coming back, I signalled her over. I hoped she was okay now. Maybe it was just an excuse for her to go cry…

She was smiling as she came over, but she was startled when she realised Imari-sama was standing next to me.

“Akimi-san. I think you may already know, but this is Momozono Imari-sama. He and my Oniisama have been friends since they were young. Imari-sama, this is Narutomi Akimi-san, whose care I have enjoyed. As for this girl, her name is Kotou Ririna, my younger cousin.”

“U-Um, please to meet you. My name is Narutomi Akimi…”

“Nice to meet you. Reika-chan never told me she had such a lovely friend. So how do you write ‘Akimi’?”

“U-, Umm, ‘aki’ as in ‘refulgent’, and ‘mi’ as in ‘beautiful’…”

“I see, I see. It suits you perfectly. Perhaps a drink then, for the lovely lady.”

Akimi-san was flustered and bright red. I wasn’t surprised.

Casanova Village Chief, I see what kind of life you live…

Ah well, as long as Akimi-san wasn’t sad anymore.

But Akimi-san looked completely entranced by him. Oh dear. Akimi-san, that’s a bad man, you know~

“Good evening, Kisshouin-san.”

This time it was Kaburagi and Enjou. Ueeehh…

Oh. In front of the three shining young men, Akimi-san had blown a fuse.

Hang in there, Akimi-san!


“Oh my god! So the Zui’ran Basketball Club was actually characteristic of being some womaniser’s hang out!?”

Excerpt from Chapter 154:

 

Last was the Basketball Club.

Oh my, no need to look so scared. I only have one line for you.

“You laid your hands on your senpai’s girlfriend, did you not?”

 


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Reika-sama – 168

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To my fellow Reika slaves,

How are you? I’m doing quite well myself.
It’s been two weeks since we’ve last spoken, hasn’t it.

Lately I’ve been quite busy between university finals and some minor re-skilling at my job.

I apologise for the lateness of this translation.

I do have some good, if unrelated, news though! Second Life is getting official translations!

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The author and editors were all really nice about it, so I’m 100% happy for them!

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Aoi-chan messaged me.

Apparently that stubborn boy from my school was now completely avoiding her at cram school.

‘But when it was me, he wouldn’t listen no matter how many times I tried. You’re so amazing, Reika-chan! How on earth did you do it?’

Geez. I just talked to him a little, that’s all.

As for the boy, he even reformed and stopped harassing Wakaba-chan. All’s well that ends well, huh?

After all, before getting jealous of other people, you should think about improving through your own efforts first, right? Yup, yup.

Haha. Not that this was just somebody else’s problem. The term-end tests were fast approaching. If I wanted to cling to my position on the rankings board then I needed to study for my life.

Wakaba-chan was always topping that list. How on earth did she study, I wonder.

*

And just as I was determined to spend all my time studying, Otousama told me that I had to attend our family’s corporate party.

I was still a high schooler, as well as a minor to boot, so I always insisted on avoiding these business parties. This time, though, I apparently had to show my face as the chairman’s daughter. Urghh~

Okaasama was in high spirits about it. Between dragging me to beauty salons, hair salons, and dress shopping, I was finding no time for studying at all. This was bad. This was really bad.

I guess my only choice at this point was to cut down on sleep to get some studying done. Ugaaaaah!

*

*

*

Despite my lack of time, at school I still had to hide that I was frantically studying. I avoided my textbooks during lunch breaks and instead hung out with my friends.

“Have you heard? Apparently Kaburagi-sama visits Enjou-sama’s classroom every day.”

“I have. He speaks to Takamichi-san every time, right? What on earth is Kaburagi-sama thinking.”

“I still think it’s just a whim, but…”

“Right?”

It was almost certain that Kaburagi liked Wakaba-chan. Everybody knew this too, but they didn’t want to admit it.

Both Tsuruhana-san and the other girls who didn’t see Wakaba-chan kindly were using every opportunity to pick on her. Unfortunately it wasn’t something so obvious that Kaburagi noticed.

Maybe that was why, unlike in the manga, their relationship hadn’t progressed at all.

I suppose a clear threat like the manga’s Kisshouin Reika was necessary after all. Not to say I was even thinking of sticking my neck out for their romance. They would just have to work something out on their own.

Besides their lack of progress though, I got the feeling that both Kaburagi and Wakaba-chan were in quite a different relationship to their manga counterparts.

In Kimidol, Kaburagi was more mature. He was normally cool and collected, but when it came to Wakaba-chan he burned with passion; the kind of character that could tickle a maiden’s heart. How on earth he turned out as an athletics carnival-obsessed man-child instead I have no idea.

And Wakaba-chan wasn’t any different. In the manga she was more… Well, she was more normal I suppose… Never in anybody’s wildest dreams would she have stood around with her jaw hanging open, or have come to school in gumboots of all things, or gone foraging in the Zui’ran Forest, or, and I stress this, have been the kind of steel-skinned girl who paid her bullies absolutely no mind at all.

Ah, no, I mean, I know that the real Wakaba-chan is doing her best too, though, but I still couldn’t help but think she was a completely different person to the Wakaba-chan I knew.

Really, it was throwing me all off.

*

*

*

The tests were coming soon so I was taking a break from my club. I couldn’t avoid at least showing up at the salon though. Haah, socialising was such a pain.

Lately I noticed the President’s faction discussing something with complicated expressions. It was kind of scaring me… I wasn’t sure what they were talking about but I could guess it was something to do with Wakaba-chan or the Student Council.

Let sleeping dogs lie. I didn’t see anything. I didn’t hear anything. The only thing I’m thinking about is the dessert in front of my eyes, I swear.

Which was a charlotte aux pommes today, incidentally.

Charlotte aux pommes, or an apple charlotte cake. What Reika enjoyed was most likely a ‘bowl’ made from cake similar to bread or spongecake, and with layers of things such as custard, apple slices, fresh cream, mousse, apple puree, or crème bavaroise.

The faint tanginess of the apples was delicious. I actually liked apple pies better, but having a charlotte sometimes was fantastic.

While I was indulging in sweets-assisted escapism, shockingly Yukino-kun had entered the room with Enjou!

“Yukino-kun!”

“Reika-oneesan!” he beamed the moment he spotted me.

Yukino-kun ran over to me.

“Yukino-kun, why are you here today?”

“Ehehe, I asked Oniisama to bring me here to play.”

Aaah! What an angelic smile! All of the stress and weariness in my heart was disappearing!

“Yukino, make sure to greet everyone else first,” Enjou said as he placed a hand on Yukino-kun’s head from behind.

“Ah, oops,” said Yukino-kun as he turned around and bowed. “My name is Enjou Yukino. Pleased to meet you.”

With the smile of an angel, naturally.

Just that was enough to lift the mood of the salon. The girls in particular had their hearts taken by his adorable charm.

“What a wonderful day it is that Enjou-sama has brought his younger brother along! Yukino-sama, we are very pleased to meet you.”

The President sat Yukino-kun down in the middle of the sofa, and had tea and sweets brought over to the table. Despite looking troubled by the crowd of surrounding oneesama, he answered each question with a smile.

Off on the side, Enjou watched Yukino-kun as he spoke to me.

“Yukino said that he wanted to see you no matter what, so I gave in and brought him here.”

“Goodness! I am very happy to hear that!”

He said he wanted to see me! I wanted to see you too, Yukino-kun!

Still, since he had been taken by the President and her friends, I would just wait here quietly until he returned.

Until then I suppose I could keep chatting with Enjou~

“Is Kaburagi-sama not with you today?”

“Apparently he had something on.”

“I see.”

‘Something’ huh. He better not have gone to Wakaba-chan’s cake shop or something.

“Masaya’s been kind of restless recently,” he said as his lips curved upwards.

Your smile is scaring me.

“I see.”

The best choice was probably just to ignore it until the subject changed.

“Yeah. And lately he keeps coming to my class for some reason. It doesn’t seem to be me though.”

Geh! And he’s telling that to me!?

“My, is that so.”

“It is.”

We smiled at each other. Yukino-kun, hurry up and come baaaaack! Your Oniisan is scaring meee!

By the time Yukino-kun had been released by the President’s crowd, I was exhausted from the probing. I was curious about what Kaburagi wanted, yes, but on the other hand hearing all of this from Enjou was triggering danger signs in my head. Enjou pretty much only smiled like this when he was plotting something.

Yukino-kun, who was totally unlike his two-faced older brother, told me about how he had been practising his latte art recently.

“Reika-oneesan, I heard that you’re particular about the Chinese Zodiac. I’ll try my very best so that I can finish all twelve of them!”

Who was it!? Who was it that put weird lies into Yukino-kun’s head!?

I tried to clear up the misunderstanding but Yukino-kun wasn’t listening at all.

“Right now I’m working on making the Ox.”

Drawing an ox with milk huh. Well, I suppose it’s not like it didn’t fit, but…


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Turf War – Chapter 22

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houkoku – report
renraku – communicate
soudan – discuss
which is a sort of basic standard for working in any organisation.

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Chapter 22 – Edim and the Fiend Liquidation Mission

This was a room in the Evil God Army’s Underground Empire. It was an expansive room, its interiors luxuriously decorated, and was a more splendorous place than the entire mansions of many nobles.

Compared to the rest of the rooms in the Underground Empire however, it was slightly below average.

This room belonged to the Evil God Army’s Vampire Unit. Sitting in the centre of the room was their Captain, Arhas Edim, who was currently listening to a report from Dalf, her subordinate and kin.

“Reporting. My third-order kin Daisy and three others were expelled from the guards.”

“I see. Good work. You are dismissed.”

“Milady.”

Dalf bowed and left the room.

Edim looked at the report in her hand.

*

Including those last four, fourteen members my kin in core government positions had already been exiled from the country. Worse yet, others had been executed as well, which made recalling them an impossibility.

Having my kin die didn’t bother me so much as the fact that their use as pawns had gone to waste. All of this was due to the newly returned Sam Gordon.

It was a nostalgic name. I heard it a lot back when I was a human.

Known as the Fiend for the various legends that monster had created…

Heh. Monster? Now that I knew who the true monsters of this world were, the whole thing was just a huge farce.

He was nothing more than a gnat. And an annoying gnat, at that. What if I just got rid of him? I could send Dalf and a team to take his head for me.

No, I wouldn’t do something so overt for now. ‘Hoe Ren Soe’ was the key here, as Tilea-sama always emphasised to us. Nielsen-sama was often scolded because he forgot to keep ‘Hoe Ren Soe’ in mind. I wouldn’t make the same mistake. This problem could wait until the next war meeting, where I could bring it up for discussion. I would just warn Dalf and the others to keep Gordon out of our territory.

Phew~ I suppose now would be a good time to stop work for today…

Each day I performed my duties as the Captain of the Vampire Unit. As the head of a network that spanned the entire nation these duties were never-ending. Had I still been in my human body I would have long since collapsed from the toil. Yet another reason to be overjoyed at my powerful vampiric body.

After completing my regular duties for the day, it was about time to head back to the Academy dorms for the night. That was when the door opened.

Who?

I looked over to find that the visitor was none other than Tilea-sama.

Tilea-sama carefully looked here and there, checking all directions before she entered.

W-, What on earth was she doing? Clearing the room for something private? I was really the only one here. Was all this examination really necessary…?

“U-, Um, Tilea-sama――”

“Sshhhhh!” she silenced me with her index finger over her lips. Not in such a loud voice then.

“Tilea-sama, can I help you?”

“I actually have something really important to talk to you about, Edim. Can you come meet me in Meeting Room C?”

“Understood.”

“Also this is a secret so don’t let anybody see you, okay? Especially Timu.”

Eh!? Something that even Camilla-sama couldn’t know…?

And Tilea-sama, it’s impossible for me to get to Meeting Room C without anybody seeing me.

No matter how I tried there were just too many of the officers around. It was impossible for me to avoid their detection with my level of ability.

“Tilea-sama, it is impossible for――”

“Anyhow, I’ll meet you there. I’ve got to go tell Or too.”

“Ah-! Please wai――”

Having said what she wanted to she flew out of the room.

What now?

If I tried to sneak there I wouldn’t get mistaken for an assassin and killed, would I?

Aahh, if only I had Bernandes-sama’s ability to sneak. This was impossible for me.

What if I practiced…? No, just spending a few minutes would change nothing.

Mmm. Impossible. But sitting here agonising over it would get me nowhere.

I decided to just walk normally. If anybody asked where I was going I could give them some excuse.

Half-consigned, I headed for my destination, taking each step carefully as I kept possible excuses in mind. For good or ill I came across nobody along the way.

What good luck! I was almost there n――

“Where are you going?”

“Hyaaaaah!”

The sounds from behind scared me.

W-, Why…! I let my guard down! How was I going to get out of――wai-, this was…

“Jayjay?”

“Yes. I am pleased to see you well, Edim-sama. This is a splendid place. The furnishings and large rooms are befitting of your personal headquarters, Edim-sama.”

“Youuu insoleeeent…!”

“Hoberah!”

I immediately smashed Jayjay into the wall. He moaned as his face was half buried in it.

I would be fine if he just died. My personal headquarters? It was obviously Tilea-sama’s personal headquarters!

What an dangerous thing to say. If anybody heard that they might even doubt my loyalties.

It was actually a problem I was worrying about. Apparently my kin were loyal to me instead of Tilea-sama. I would need to find some way of re-educating them.

At any rate, I was in the middle of carrying out orders. I decided to hasten along.

Not long after I reached Meeting Room C despite the trouble with Jayjay.

Ortissio-sama had arrived as well. He seemed nervous. I noted the sweat running down his face, and the fact that he was loitering outside the room instead of entering.

I suppose I couldn’t blame him considering the way Tilea-sama suddenly called for us.

It reminded me of back when I was still a student and the Headmaster called me out. I was only new to the Academy at the time and having the head of the school suddenly calling me out was the most nervewracking experience I had ever had at the time.

Of course, looking back now it all felt like a joke. Compared to being called out by Tilea-sama it was like Heaven and Earth.

“Ortissio-sama, will you not be entering the room?”

“Edim. Do you have any idea what she’s called us here for?”

“No, I cannot say I do.”

“I see. I don’t either… No, but wait. Could it be? No, no, but it couldn’t be, could it?” he mumbled to himself.

I was given the impression that Ortissio-sama might have some clue.

The impression that the other officers had of Ortissio-sama was harsh. Even the War Councils were just another opportunity to censure him. Somehow it felt like he was always being scolded, and I think because of that he was expecting to be scolded again.

“Ortissio-sama, shall we head inside firs――”

“Edim, do you think she’s called us out here to reprimand us?”

“I, I truly cannot say. I can’t think of anything I’ve done that would deserve such a thing.”

“I see. I can think of too many things, however…”

I really wish he wouldn’t say that. I would be fine. I was doing my job properly. But now I couldn’t help but feel nervous.

Uuu, don’t tell me that I was going to get in trouble because of something Ortissio-sama did?

“Standing here thinking about it will get us nowhere, Ortissio-sama. Let us enter.”

“True. We can’t be keeping Tilea-sama waiting.”

Resolved, we entered the room.

“”Humbly reporting for duty, Tilea-sama.””

“Thank you for coming.”

Tilea-sama seemed to be thinking about something. After those few words she fell into silence. Were we really going to be scolded?

“Tilea-sama…?” I tried.

“U-Umm… the truth is…”

“Yes?”

“Uuu, I can’t. I can’t say it after all.”

Words that even the mighty Tilea-sama hesitated to speak? If we were just going to be scolded there would be no reason for this.

In that case…

I was running the possibilities through my head when Ortissio-sama said something laced with meaning, before finally dropping a bombshell.

Tilea-sama wanted to liquidate Camilla-sama!?

N-No way. The words were so shocking that my mind froze in its tracks.

W-, What was I do to…

If Ortissio-sama was right then I had reached a crossroads of no return. Tilea-sama was the foremost commander of the Evil God Army. By all means, her word was law.

But Camilla-sama was my everything…

Both my heart and body belonged to her. Opposing her was unthinkable. I didn’t even want to consider the idea.

“I-I don’t want that. I can’t betray Camilla-sama,” I told him.

“Enough, Edim! Uuu, I-I don’t want to either…” he replied in tears.

“So let’s…”

“Enough. We must endure it for the Evil God Army! Even Tilea-sama didn’t want to do this.”

“That’s enough, Or,” Tilea-sama suddenly interrupted, “If you keep saying stupid things I’ll pull out your tongue.”

“Hiiie! M-My deepest apologies.”

Tilea-sama seemed outraged at just the idea.

Of course. It was obvious to anybody that Tilea-sama cherished Camilla-sama. Why would she order her death. Honestly, I was annoyed at Ortissio-sama now for jumping the gun. Perhaps our leaders had a point in criticising Ortissio-sama.

Tilea-sama began to explain what we were here for. Coincidentally, it was regarding the very issue that had been on my mind.

It was honestly a little anti-climactic. This was hardly an issue worthy of her attention, let alone concern. Far from going there myself, it was something I thought I would solve by sending a few of my first-order kin.

When Tilea-sama was finished speaking I left the room. Ortissio-sama was fired up beyond belief. Not that I could blame him. Tilea-sama had personally given us an order. There was no doubt that he saw this as a chance for him to turn his fortunes around and restore his honour.

“Edim, we must succeed at this mission no matter what!”

“Yes sir. Of course, sir.”

“Let’s hurry up and plan then.”

“As you wish, sir.”

The two of us headed into an empty room and began to discuss the plan…

A little while later…

Hahh, I think we’d been at it for almost a whole hour now. And this mission was supposed to be so simple too…

Our discussion just wasn’t going well. I think it was because Ortissio-sama was too enthusiastic about it. At every point in the planning he would butt in and insist that he be responsible for the infiltration instead.

To be frank I didn’t want to agree, especially given how desperate for merits he was. Although he was on another level of combat strength than I was, I couldn’t help but get the feeling that he would mess this up somehow.

And honestly, it wasn’t as though I didn’t want to do this myself either. Tilea-sama had especially called for me to do this. Why would I want to hand it over. If I succeeded, wouldn’t Tilea-sama praise me? Wouldn’t Camilla-sama praise me as well?

“Hey, are you really going to be fine on your own? If you don’t think you’re up to it I’m willing to swap places with you.”

“No, no, Ortissio-sama. I am fine. There is not a problem.”

Geez, how many times had this been already? I wish he would just get the message. Didn’t he even understand that we were just wasting precious time like this? We were on a deadline.

I was right not to leave this to him. It was unacceptable to allow a mission as simple as this end in failure.

“I see… But you know, if I went instead, we could kill even more of them.”

“Ortissio-sama, Tilea-sama’s orders specified that I would infiltrate, and that you would be supporting. Tilea-sama would not have been mistaken.”

“Yes, but by extension that support should include…”

“O-, Ortissio-sama, please. How many times must we repeat this? We have already spent an hour on this, Ortissio-sama. If we continue to waste our time here, at this rate the sun will rise and we will fail the mission.”

“Mumu, you’re right in that time is wasting. Can’t be helped. The lead role is in your hands, Edim.”

Hah, finally.

In the end I would be infiltrating the mansion and taking Gordon’s head, just as Tilea-sama ordered. Ortissio and his Second Division would be surrounding the property in the one-in-a-million chance that Gordon managed to escape me.

…Exactly the same as Tilea-sama’s orders. This meeting could have been over in five minutes. Was there really a need to talk so much?

I was losing more faith in Ortissio-sama.

It was worrying. Right now Ortissio-sama wasn’t thinking properly. I wasn’t even sure I could leave the encirclement to him.

I decided to give orders to my subordinates in clandestine. I was going to message Dalf telepathically with my orders. This telepathy was something I could only use with my direct kin.

Telepathy activate!

『Dalf. A matter of great urgency has come up.』

『Why if it isn’t Edim-sama. It must be quite a big deal for you to be using telepathy.』

『Indeed. A direct order from Tilea-sama. From this moment forth we commence the liquidation of the Fiend.』

『As you wish. Then I shall send out orders to our forces to immediately assemble for a general offensive on the――』

『Wait. No need for something so exaggerated. All you lot need to do is encircle the mansion. I’ll take the Fiend’s head.』

『Edim-sama, going alone is… Please excuse me for speaking out of turn, but I recommend you take a guard detachment.』

『Unnecessary. I will hardly lose to a human.

『I understand your might, Edim-sama. However this is still the infamous Fiend. If something goes wrong, having at least one person… Please take myself or Milio along with you.』

『Unnecessary.』

『However…』

『Enough. Stop now before I consider it disrespect.』

『Y-Yes, milady.』

『Well then, Dalf, I’ll entrust the matter to you.』

『As you will. In that case I will assign the east, west, and north to Milio, Cass, and Jin respectively. Not a single ant will get past us.』

『I’ll leave it to you.』

That was done now. I wasn’t going to tell Ortissio-sama but wasn’t that fine? The more the better for an encirclement.

All that was left was the infiltrate…

“Ortissio-sama, it’s about time――” I called out to him.

Unfortunately he was giving orders to a lot of messengers and didn’t notice me.

W-, What on earth was this man doing…?

Orders were flying left and right. He really was too excited. Was he planning on mobilising the entire Second Division just for a mere human?

He was even calling back captains in the middle of campaigns abroad, and even adding prisoners of war to the encirclement. This was overkill.

I frantically tried to stop him.

“U-Umm, Ortissio-sama, please excuse me but perhaps this mission doesn’t warrant going as far as to recall your subordinates from abroad. Just the people here right now should be enough.”

“Edim. ‘One-in-a-million’. If by some one-in-a-million chance we fail to kill him are you going to be the one to take responsibility! How do you plan on taking responsibility if Tilea-sama loses faith in me!?”

It was pointless even discussing this with him. Ah well. I wouldn’t waste my time on it then. All I had to do was fetch Gordon’s head. Everything else would follow.

Just then, Dryas-sama came out to see what the noise was about.

“There you are, Ortissio! Who told you to call your soldiers back to the Capital!?” he demanded angrily.

As the Chief of General Staff, the one who managed our soldiers and missions was Dryas-sama. It was quite likely that his plans had been ruined by Ortissio-sama’s actions.

“Chief of General Staff. I have a reason for moving my soldiers.”

“And what reason would that be? Depending on what you say, it may even be grounds for execu――”

“I ordered my soldiers to return here for a top secret mission from Tilea-sama,” he replied smugly.

Uwah…

Dryas-sama on the other hand looked astounded. Considering that it was the ever intellectual and composed Dryas-sama, Ortissio-sama’s words must have really shocked him.

“I… I see. A top secret mission from Tilea-sama… Given to you, Ortissio…?”

“Hmph. I’m not surprised that you don’t know. The orders came from Tilea-sama herself.”

“U-, Umu. In that case fulfil your duties as best you can. Worry not and use the soldiers as you need. I will take care of the rest.”

“Of course. After all, these orders came directly from Tilea-sama. Directly from Tilea-sama. It’s important so I said it twice.”

He even stole the last line from Tilea-sama…

The glee was written all over his face. During the last war council Dryas-sama really ripped him apart, so I guess this was his way of venting.

“O-, Ortissio, is there anything at all I can do to help? I would not begrudge you the assistance.”

“Chief, do you really understand what ‘top secret’ means? It means that the details are classified to anybody who Tilea-sama has not entrusted it to. I can’t even tell you about it.”

“Guh, nghn….”

“At any rate, I’m very busy with this, so please excuse me. I must prepare for the top secret mission. Goodness, if only we had you. I’m sure the planning would be over in an instant… Too bad that Tilea-sama hasn’t trusted you with it… Kuahahahahah!”

He was provoking him so blatantly…!

Dryas-sama? ――Uohh, s-scary… Dryas-sama was enraged.

The smile on his face was terrifying. Using Tilea-sama to provoke him like that was a sure-fire way to earn his hatred.

I couldn’t even imagine the consequences of deliberately enraging the Chief of Staff of the army.

“Edim,” Dryas-sama turned to me.

“Y-Yes?”

“Endeavour in your top secret mission from Tilea-sama.”

“O-Of course.”

“Of course she’ll try her best,” added Ortissio-sama, “After all, both Edim and I are that trusted by Tilea-sama after all.”

Please stop that, Ortissio-sama. Don’t get me involved as well. Please stop provoking him. Eek! The veins on Dryas-sama’s forehead are popping out.

Things were looking bad for me. It was time to wrap this up.

“U-, Umm, Ortissio-sama, we don’t really have that much time, so let’s go.”

“Umu. We have a lofty goal to accomplish, after all. Ahh~ If only there was a trusted Chief of Staff somewhere that could help us with our planning…”

Loudly guffawing, Ortissio-sama left the room.

Quickly, I trotted along after him. I’m begging you, Ortissio-sama, please don’t drag me in.

I was too afraid to check what kind of expression Dryas-sama was wearing.

Still running, I waited until I thought Dryas-sama was gone before speaking.

“Um, Ortissio-sama, perhaps it might be better if you didn’t provoke Dryas-sama too much.”

You’ll be the one to regret it later, you know.

“Listen, Edim. I first served Mamira-sama. Then Camilla-sama. Now I’m serving Tilea-sama. I’ve been serving for three generations. You could call me one of the oldest members.”

“Y-, Yes.”

“Even if that brat is Camilla-sama’s creation, do you think I could stand to be looked down on by somebody who isn’t even a year old!?” he roared indignantly.

He must have been holding it in for a long time. I could tell just how angry he was.

It was true that it hadn’t been a year since Dryas-sama was born. Part of the reason that he was so high ranked was thanks to Tilea-sama and Camilla-sama’s strong support. Did the rest of the veterans feel dissatisfied like Ortissio-sama?

After that, Ortissio-sama continued to vent about Dryas-sama. I just nodded along as I ran.

Before long we reached the front of the Fiend’s mansion. The members of his Second Division were already here, encircling the mansion together with the vampires I secretly called.

We were ready.

“Well then, Ortissio-sama, I will break into――”

“Wait, Edim.”

“Sir?”

Why did he stop me?

I… I was kinda getting a bad feeling about this.

Ortissio-sama gestured at his subordinates and they brought something forward in response.

A person? S-, Something smelt horrific.

Uuu, this was too much on my sharpened senses.

“W-, What is that…?”

“Some homeless person we caught while cleaning up. Edim, drink up so that you’re at your best!”

“Eh-!? U-Umm, are you telling me to drink his blood?”

“Obviously. You’re about to undergo an infiltration mission, Edim. I need you in tip-top shape. Drink his blood and power up.”

‘Power up’ he says…

I had a look at the person he prepared for me. His hair was sticky with grease, as well as dandruff and other filth. His clothes weren’t in any better shape either. Who knew when the last time he had a wash was. And he had this indescribable stink too.

Even a fourth, no, fifth-order, no, even the lowliest vampire I had in my squad wouldn’t have to suffer blood from a thing like this.

“P-Please calm down, Ortissio-sama. Just finishing off a human is a simple task. There is no need for me to…”

“Silence! What do you think this mission is? How will you take responsibility for failure? Are you intending on shaming me with you!?”

“N-No, I wouldn’t dream of it.”

“Then drink up. We need you at your peak!”

Aah, this was such a bother. Maybe it would be best just to give in. It was probably going to be disgusting, but I needed to complete the mission.

“I, I understand. Then, here I go.”

Steeling myself, I sunk my fangs into this embodiment of nausea.

Ugh! Disgusting!

T-, This was even worse than I imagined. The sensation of sinking my teeth into this was…

Ugh, ogh. I was gagging. But I decided just to clear my mind and drink without thinking.

With each gulp a queasiness I couldn’t describe spread through my body.

T-, This was definitely a power down.

With teary eyes, I forced myself to finish up.

“Ugh, haah, haah, haah. I-I’ll be leaving now――”

“Wait, Edim.”

“Wh-, What is it this time!?”

“Here’s three more. Bottoms up.”

Three more vagrants were tossed in front of me. What did he want from me…?

“U-Umm, it’s all right, Ortissio-sama. Ughpu… I, I’ve had enough.”

“Nghn? Are you telling me you won’t drink the blood I prepared for you!? Edim, could it be that you’re making a fool of me!?”

“U-Umm, no, I really just don’t need it. Or rather, I’m so full I’m feeling ill――”

What!? You! At such an important moment you’re feeling ill!? I guess I really will have to go instead.”

Oh no. Not this again. I had to pull myself together.

“No, no, you misunderstand. I said that thanks to the blood you provided I’m feeling really well.”

“I see, I see. Then bottoms up. Gulp it all down!”

Three more of them…

And all three of them were even smellier and dirtier than the last. There were spots here and there on the skin. Maybe they were all sick with the same disease.

Actually weren’t they already rotting? They were dead. I wasn’t a necromancer!

Ugh, this was so filthy. Where was I even supposed to bite. Wasn’t there somewhere a bit cleaner? I looked the three corpses over but it was hopeless.

Kuh, but just looking at them was just wasting time. I gathered my determination and did it.

Mn!? O-Oeghh!

Uu, h-horrible. T-They were definitely diseased.

Oh no. This was definitely poison. Haah, haah, I was supposed to finish this? This wasn’t a joke.

Uu, s-save me, Camilla-sama.

Unfortunately Ortissio-sama wasn’t going to let me off. So cruel!

Instead I tried to imagine that it was blood given from Camilla-sama to get through it.

Enduring the nausea, I finally finished.

I, I was finally done. I-I wanted to praise myself, honestly.

“How were the seconds, Edim?”

“Ku, guh, haa, haa, f-fine… sir. A-Anyhow, I need to be going.”

“Mu! You seem to be tottering, Edim. This won’t affect your mission, will it?”

“N-, No sir. Uup… I, I just drank a little too much.”

“Honestly, this is because you got ahead of yourself.”

Haa, haa, I wanted to tell him that I was completely ill because of the filthy blood that he prepared for me.

But in that case I would have to let him perform the infiltration. And besides, I had the feeling that I wouldn’t be able to stop complaining if I started.

If I did that he’d kill me. Whatever else you said about him, Ortissio-sama was strong.

I, I didn’t want to die for such a stupid reason.

Haah, haah, this was so unreasonable. S-, So this is what Tilea-sama meant by “ab youso powah”, and why it was so bad. Subordinates feeling like idiots because of the tyranny of their superiors. Oh wait, or was this one “alko hole ab yous”…?

O-, Oh no. I was feeling trippy now. I, I had to concentrate on the mission.

“Haa, haa, w-well then, please excuse me.”

“Umu. If you haven’t taken his head by the hour, my troops will intervene. You understand?”

“Y-Yes sir.”

Within the hour… Could I do it? My body was being assaulted by dizziness. I was having trouble walking straight, and my body was shaking from the nausea. This was my first time feeling like this since I became a vampire.

C-, Could I kill the Fiend in this condition?

My earlier confidence was all but gone now.

I was astounded by Tilea-sama’s foresight. Never would I have expected that this simple mission would become this dangerous. The enemy was internal all along, wasn’t it.

It was exactly as Tilea-sama said; a dangerous mission with a survival rate of five percent, that might even lead to my death.


Haah, haah, this was so unreasonable. S-, So this is what Tilea-sama meant by “pawahara”(power harassment), and why it was so bad. Subordinates feeling like idiots because of the tyranny of their superiors. Oh wait, or was it “aruhara”(alcohol harassment)…?


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