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Raid on the Capital – Chapter 8

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Chapter 8 – Jessica and the Hope of the Capital

“A group of vampires has been spotted 2 kilometres behind us. Class Seven, prepare to chant!”

“”Yes!””

“Class Three is to shelter and treat the wounded. If anything happens, use my name!”

“”Understood!””

Under the President’s leadership, the other students and I have been repelling vampires and directing the citizens to shelter. All of them were terrified. After all, friends they chatted happily with, and even beloved family members suddenly bore their fangs and attacked.

People with skill wielded their prided weapons against the vampires, but the tide of the battle wasn’t to our favour. Not only did vampires have the numerical advantage, but their physical abilities were strengthened too, which made things that much more difficult. Had it not been for the effort the students put into fighting, and the President’s skilled instructions, we would probably have been overwhelmed in no time.

I’m just a novice with no real experience, but President rounded up students like me to hold the frontlines.

We were at a huge numerical disadvantage, and needed more fighters.

It was my first time. My first real battle.

At the beginning, my legs trembled and I was stiff with tension. But when my mana ran dry, I would drink a potion, and continued to jump back onto the battlefield. I was determined to keep going.

I repeated this over and over again.

While I was preparing for the next wave of attacks, the President came over.

“Nichol-kun, are you okay?”

“Yes. I’m a lot calmer now than I was in the beginning.”

“You don’t need to overdo it. Even if potions recover stamina and mana, there’s no helping mental exhaustion.”

“Thank you very much for the concern. But really, I’m fine.”

“This type of exhaustion is one that can go unnoticed. Just listen to me, and take a small break.”

“U-, Understood.”

At his half-forceful suggestion, I ended up nodding along.

I wanted to keep going, but it’s true that I was exhausted. Taking him up on his suggestion, I decided to rest in the base. We set up simple beds in the base, so we could take naps, and have simple meals too.

Entering the base, I looked around. Everyone looked incredibly weary.

It was hard to blame them.

Our absolute guardian Remilia-sama was absent…

The unending battles buried our hope with despair.

I sat down on a bed, closed my eyes, and had a light rest.

Ahh… I wonder what’s going to happen to me.

There was the problem with Edim and Lyris, and above all, there was the enormous pressure from the demons.

Demons…

A race with mana reserves and physical strength incomparable to humans.

Could we even win against them?

People who could beat them…

Adventurers? The Public Safety Force? Or if not, Demon Hunting Specialists?

Hmm, it’s just my intuition, but I think that even if they could defeat the small fry, people like that wouldn’t be able to beat the real demons. Is the world going to be taken over by demons at this rate?

I didn’t know if it was because of the accumulated fatigue, but my mind was filled with negativity.

Ah-!? Speaking of which, there was a person who beat the demons. Strong enough to overturn common sense.

I wonder what Tilea-san was up to right now. Did she find  Timu-chan?

Tilea-san, what a mysterious person…

She said that she was just a normal chef, but it didn’t look that way at all. With that unbelievable power, I couldn’t imagine anybody being a match for her, demon or not.

Honestly, who on earth was she?

She said that she wasn’t a hero’s descendant.

Then could it be that she was a demon? ――Hmm, but I didn’t get a negative aura from her. Should I call her simple? Or perhaps pure? The aura around her was warm and bright. She was the complete opposite of Arcyune, who was like a bundle of negativity.

I know! Tilea-san!

If it’s Tilea-san, who was bright like the sun, it would definitely be possible to clear this depressing mood.

I should go find her!

I stood up from my bed, and was about to head straight for the exit when suddenly, happy cheers broke out all around me.

“REMILIA-SAMA HAS RETURNEDDDDD!”

“Ohh, we’re saved!”

“If Remilia-sama is here, the demons are nothing to be afraid of!”

Remilia-sama returned!

Thank goodness. With this, everybody’s morale would shoot up.

“I am sorry everybody. My absence caused you trouble. I completely fell for the enemy trap.”

Saying so, Remilia-sama bowed to everybody in the base with a frustrated expression and her lip between her teeth. It was probably mortifying for her to have fallen into a trap set by the enemy.

“It isn’t your fault, Remilia-sama. We are the ones responsible for not seeing though it.”

“No, in the end, I was the one who passed the decision. I hope you will let me take responsibility through my actions.”

“Understood. With you here, we can turn this situation around.”

“Umu. I will be counting on you all for your support!”

“”Understood! Please leave it to us!””

Remilia-sama’s words naturally caused the Public Safety Force to smile with joy, and the members from the guild did so as well. While everybody was being inspired by each other’s morale, the Student President approached her.

“Remilia-sama. I am Muvordelly, the President of the Magic Academy Student Council. I am truly relieved by your safe return.”

“Oohh, so you’re that rumoured prodigy. I have heard a lot about you. It seems that in my absence you kept everybody together. I am thankful from the bottom of my heart.”

“I’m unworthy of your words.”

“I am not simply flattering you. I expect much from you in the future. Continue exerting yourself.”

“Thank you very much. Also, about the demons you were chasing. The current crisis――”

“Indeed. In retrospect, they had a tendency to abstain from engaging in battle. It seems they truly were a diversion.”

“I see. The enemy leader is quite a schemer, isn’t he.”

“Umu. Continue to take care so that you do not end up manipulated as well. First I need to confirm the situation. How goes the battle? How are things at the moment?”

“The garrison in the fort down south has been annihilated. I believe that we should consider the area to have fallen to the demons already. As for the garrisons in the east, west and north, they’ve been building up bases and protecting their respective areas like we of the Academy have. As for the Public Safety Force and Adventurers Guild, their members have been sheltering escaping citizens, as well as working to destroy the vampires. Only, every frontline has just been barely holding on, and the battle has continued to be a desperate struggle.”

“I see. I understand the situation now. Well done. You can leave the rest to me.”

“Yes. I’ll return the command of every group to you. For now I’m going to go let them all know about your return.”

“I see. I’ll be counting on you.”

“Understood.”

“Well then, everybody capable of fighting, follow me! It’s time to clean up the vampires!”

“”Understood!””

People from the Guild and Safety Force cheered at her commands, and everybody’s morale reached their peaks.

“Remilia! Wait!”

“W-, Why if it isn’t My Lord, the King. What brings you to such a place as――”

At the sudden appearance of His Lordship, the King, everybody knelt on the spot.

“Be at ease, Remilia. I have already played my cards.”

“Oohh. And may I ask, what cards might those be?” she immediately questioned.

His Lordship was well known for his intelligence and ability. Because of that, everybody else seemed to be waiting expectantly as well.

“The elimination of the vampires shall be left to Decarabia[Demon Destroying Pentragram].”

“Please excuse my words, but what is Decarabia[Demon Destroying Pentragram]?”

“A secret institution of the Royal Capital. From this moment, the Public Safety Force shall defer to their command. I have already relayed this to all members of Decarabia[Demon Destroying Pentragram].”

“H-, However, something like this, and so suddenly is――”

“Remilia. There is no room for argument. I have already decided, and will not accept objections. Do you understand!”

“Y-, Yessir.”

Remilia-sama and everyone else were visibly shocked about this unheard of organisation. Had I not already heard of them, I’d have reacted the same way.

Lyris-chan, just who on earth are you…?

After His Lordship left the area, a man in priest’s clothing appeared before us. He looked about forty, and had a large build and sharp gaze. And he was equipped just like Lyris-chan and Vera-san were.

“I’m Gaban Alec. The King has probably explained already that you lot are under my command. I’ll have you listen obediently from now on.”

“W-, What was that!? I’ve never even heard of Decarabia[Demon Destroying Pentragram]. Even if the King said so, why do we need to listen to your commands!”

“Yeah, yeah. Our leader is Remilia-sama!”

It began with the Public Safety Force, but soon the members of the Adventurers Guild, and then students of our Academy began erupting in complaint as well.

“Hmm. I have no time to deal with your meaningless pride. From this moment on, all those who refuse to obey me shall be treated as rebels against the king, and punished accordingly.”

“Y-, You…”

“S-, So cowardly.”

“Everyone, it is as Alec-dono says. If you disobey the King’s orders, it cannot be helped if they label you a traitor. From this moment on, we will abide by Alec-dono’s instructions.”

Remilia-sama stepped in front of the blatantly unhappy group, and said that with prudence. Because of everybody’s trust in her, just her few words were enough to deal with the complaints.

“Your name was Remilia, wasn’t it. Well said. I’ll have you guys evacuate the citizens, and protect them from vampire attacks during the process.”

“Yessir. We will abide by your instructions, however, I would like to inform you that the demons that my team gave chase to have likely returned to the capital. I had my subordinates keep a lookout, but I fear that they will take action before long. If it happens, I believe it may be best if I tagged along.”

“No need. You have no idea of their battle power. It is impossible to defeat them in a frontal confrontation. Only we of Decarabia[Demon Destroying Pentragram] can kill them.”

“H-, However, would it not be better if you had more fighting power with you?”

“Enough. You lot lack the strength. At best you would just slow us down.”

“W-, What did you say to her! We Safety Force members protect the capital, and you’re going to insult us, huh!”

“Yeah! No matter who you are, that’s absolutely unforgivable!”

“Stop it, everyone! Alec-dono, please desist with your provocations! And moreover, if you are going to say that much, I would like to see proof of your strength. Though I, Remilia, am unworthy, I shall be your opponent!”

Remilia-sama drew her sword and swung it before his eyes.

“Honestly, this Public Safety Force is nothing but a short-tempered bunch with no real ability. Not only that, a bunch of novices are even calling themselves ‘Court Wizard’. And the best part is that a bunch of brats from school are mistaking a battlefield for a fucking festival!”

“YOU BASTARD! TAKE THAT BACK! Remilia-sama, pay his words no need, and please cut him down. It’s no big deal. The King will forgive us if he realises how weak this man is.”

“Exactly. In fact, Remilia-sama need not even go herself. I will――”

Aahh, why did this happen!

To defeat the demons we need to throw away our differences and unite. But instead these people were busy fighting amongst themselves. Even though at best of times, there was still a huge difference in ability between demons and humans…

These people wouldn’t do.

I decided to sneak out of the encampment and go look for Tilea-san.

I would bet the future of the Capital on her.

Tilea-san? Tilea-san, where did you go?

While shouting, I searched the Capital for her. But no matter how long I searched, all I found were evacuees and vampires.

There were so many people. It might be impossible to find her.

Mm~mmn, I couldn’t give up. Tilea-san was the hope of the Capital.

With renewed resolve, I continued to look for Tilea-san. While calling her name, I checked inside buildings, outside, and all around for her. On the way, I was attacked by vampires, but I somehow managed to fight them off with magic.

Tilea-san, Tilea-san…

Jessica-chan, Jessica-chan…

Mn!? I think I heard my name…

I decided to listen carefully.

“Jessica-chan? Jessica-chan, where are you? If you’re there, please say something!”

It was Tilea-san’s voice!

Thank goodness. I’d finally found her! And if she was looking for me, did that mean she had found Timu-chan?

“Jessica-chan, I’m so sorry. Hic-, have the vampires already gotten youu?”

“Tilea-saaaan! It’s Jessica! I’m here!”

I shouted as loud as I could in her direction, and waved my hands. It looked like she spotted me too, and she began running my way.

After we made sure of each other’s safety, for a while we just hugged.

“Jessica-chan. Thank goodness. Thank goodness you’re still safe.”

“I should be the one saying ‘thank goodness’. You found Timu-chan, right?”

According to Tilea-san, Timu-chan is under the protection of the Public Safety Force. And after the relief of Timu-chan’s safety, she remembered that she left me alone, and came looking for me. Even though we only met last night, she worried so much about me. It kind of makes me happy. She kept apologising again and again for forgetting me, but I told her there wasn’t anything to apologise for.

I mean, anybody would prioritise their beloved sister over a stranger. I could tell just how much she cared about her.

“Hahh~ But I’m really so glad that I found you, Jessica-chan. All that’s left is to meet up with Timu, and then wait out this mess.”

“Eh-? You aren’t going to fight the demons, Tilea-san?”

“Uu~ It’s true that I know their weakness but… I’m still just a regular person. I think we should leave the rest to the Public Safety Force.”

“There’s no way that you’re a regular person! Please, rise to the occasion. For the future of the Capital.”

“E-, Even if you say that… No, y-, you’re right. As a citizen of this country, I have to let the Safety Force know about the weaknesses.”

“N-, No, that’s not what I meant. You see, I want you to take the lead and――”

“FOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUND YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!”

“Wha-!? E-, Edim!”

“Heh? Edim, you say?”

“I’m here to avenge Arcyune-sama. DIEEEEEEEE!”

T-, This was bad. Edim was trying to suck Tilea-san’s blood. I needed to stop her, but I was too far.

I-, It’s no good. I won’t make it.

I saw her fangs close in on Tilea-san’s neck.

Aah-, Tilea-san was going to be controlled by the vampires.

This was the end. If Tilea-san became a vampire, there wouldn’t be any way left to stop them.

Just as I was stricken by despair,

“Jessica-chan, is this person your friend?”

“Eh-, w-, why? Ah-, yes, she’s my friend but, u-, umm, Tilea-san, don’t you feel anything? I mean, look, your neck is――”

“Huh? UWAH! Vampire! Ah-, I-, did I get bitten? Aaahh… Jessica-chan, before I turn into a monster, you have to throw the kukan―― Hm? It doesn’t hurt, though?”

“W-, Why? Why won’t my fangs pierce!?”

Edim was trying to thrust her fangs into Tilea-san’s neck, but it was like she was being blocked by some thick wall. Could it be a mana eddy?

“Huhu, I see.”

“Tilea-san?”

“Edim, was it? I’ll tell you why your fangs didn’t pierce me.”

“W-, Why! Tell me why!”

“You see, it’s not that you couldn’t bite me. It’s that you subconsciously didn’t want to. That inner conflict is proof that you still have a human heart, Edim.”

“Impossible! That’s impossible! I’ve offered my heart to Arcyune-sama, to the demon race. Watch me!”

Angered by Tilea-san’s words, Edim swooped in and tried biting her neck here and there. But it didn’t seem to work at all.

“It won’t work. You don’t want to become a monster in front of your best friend. It’s because you secretly feel that way, right?”

“Eh-, is that true, Edim?”

“Haha, idiocy! You two have pissed me off. I’ll suck every drop dry.”

“Huhu, even if you say that, your heart is being honest. Have you sucked even a drop of my blood all this time? Come on, Jessica. You say something too. You need to make her remember your friendship.”

“D-, DON’T MAKE FUN OF MEE! DIEEE! W-, Why won’t it work. Who on earth are you…”

Edim became even more vicious, and tried biting down again. But her teeth couldn’t pierce Tilea-san’s skin, and the only effect was the sounds of collisions resounding throughout the area.

Tilea-san said that Edim was hesitating because she still had her heart as a human, but no matter how I saw it, it was just because Tilea-san was too solid.

And then…

“GUHAH-, AAHGHHH!”

I heard a scream. It looks like Edim’s tooth had finally fallen out. To think that her skin was harder than a vampire’s fang…

Haha, Tilea-san, you’re just too amazing.

“It looks like you’re finally being honest with yourself.”

“No, no, Tilea-san. Look down. Down. It’s because Edim’s tooth fell out.”

“Down? It’s true. There’s a tooth, isn’t there. Meaning… I see! So Edim’s finally free from the vampire’s curse!”

“Eh-? Tilea-san, I think that’s a little off.”

“No, no. I see this kind of thing all the time in manga and anime. Jessica-chan, isn’t that great? It looks like your best friend has become a human again.”

Mahn Gahh? Anni Meh? What’s that?

As usual, I had no idea what she was saying, but that aside, was it true that Edim was back to normal?

If something like that was true, could there be anything happier? But it was probably another one of her misunderstandings. Still, looking at Edim cry after having her tooth broken really was pitiful. No matter what she’d become, it still hurt to see my best friend sad like this.

“Uuu-, ah.. Uuukuh-… mai toofsh… mai faeng… uuu, thish is too much…”

“You don’t have to cry. Jessica-chan forgives you, you know. You were just being manipulated by the demons. Don’t blame yourself so much.”

“I… I hafsh no idea what yoor shaying… Uu, mai fang…”

Aahh, Tilea-san’s misunderstandings are endless.

“Tilea-san, we――”

“Yeah, you’re right. We should give her some time to herself. She’s probably filled with self-loathing right now. But I’m sure that with time, she’ll recover.”

“R-, Right. Tilea-san, thank you very much for stopping Edim.”

“What are you saying! I didn’t do a thing. Edim was freed from the curse because of her own strength, and the power of your friendship.”

“I-, I see.”

Anyway, I hope Edim would stay put like this. No matter what happened in-between, the end result was that Tilea-san stopped Edim from her violence. She really was so amazing.

“Tilea-san, about what I was talking about before. Please defeat the de――”

“O-, Oh no. Jessica-chan, hide over here.”

“What’s the matter, all of a sudden?”

“Look! Some kind of red monster thing is wandering about.”

“Y-, You’re right. And in huge numbers too… Are they… demons?”

“I’m sure they are. Hurry, before they find us… let’s hide in that ruin over there!”

“Y-, Yes. But if you would just fight them head on-”

“What are you saying! There’s just too many of them. I might have picked up a few kukanomi, but after I run out of them, all I have left is the cross.”

“I-, I see… Hahh… But…”

“Anyway, we need to go inside.”

Tilea-san urged me into the ruin.”

“FU HA HA HA HA! Gentlemen, it looks like another guest has come.”

“Here’s to hoping that the new ones have a bit more skill than the last.”

Wha-!? Demons!

A number of demons were waiting inside the ruin.

An ambush!

I turned around and was about to leave, but,

“Aahh, wait a moment. Even if you leave, only a boring end awaits you.”

“Jessica-chan, we should do as they say. For now, just keep your guard up. Here, I’ll give you a kukanomi.”

After accepting a kukanomi from Tilea-san, we turned to face them.

“Nice spirit. Had you still tried to run, I would have killed you on the spot.”

“You’re still going to kill us even if we don’t run, right? Well? What now? A battle?”

“Now, now, calm down. I am one of the Four Knights of the Malferands[Greatest Demons], Horus, the Wisdom General and my units governs over the wisdom of the Malferands[Greatest Demons]. I wish to play a game with you.”

“A game?”

“Indeed. But no mere game. A game of life and death. Of course, being a game, the possibility of death exists for us as well.”

“W-, Why would you do something with no merits for yourself?”

“It’s obvious that in a fight you would have no chance of winning. We fought with some humans earlier, but it was so one-sided that I lost interest. So I thought that we would give you humans a chance as well. But my subordinates and I are the unit known for its wisdom. As such, we will overwhelm you not with battle, but with wit.”

“I see. A bit of a time-killer for you demons, huh. Could you let me talk with Jessica for a little?”

“Very well. Come up with whatever strategies you want. Just make sure not to think of escaping or attacking us by surprise. If you ruin our game, we will show you no mercy.”

A threat from Horus. But if you looked at it another way, as long as we played their game, we would be safe from death for a while. We began to discuss the offer.

“Jessica-chan, this is our chance. Even if we have the kukanomi and cross, there are just too many variables in a battle and we can’t tell how things will go. But a game is a matter of the mind. It’s possible to outplay them. Let’s decrease their numbers through the game first!”

“B-, But, we have no idea what kind of game they――”

“Jessica-chan. It’s true that there’s a possibility that they’ll try to cheat somehow. There’s also the chance that they’ll attack us in a rage if they start to lose. That’s why while I play, I want you to keep a close eye as the lookout. If anything happens, use the kukanomi to give me a moment to get ready for battle as well.”

“Tilea-san, that kind of strategy hinges on the assumption that we’ll win the game. But there’s no proof that we will.”

“Haven’t I said this before? I’m in possession of some special knowledge. I’ve read all sorts of things, like Akagin or Kaijin the Gambler. Because of that, I don’t have any blind spots. By now, none of their plans are anything more than cute tricks to me. Poker, mahjong, I’m ready for anything.”

“Umm, I really do think it would be better if you just fought normally, but…”

“Huhu, Jessica-chan, games are my number one specialty, you know?”

Aahh, Tilea-san is running wild again. I have to stop her somehow! I absolutely can’t let her use her head.

“Are your discussions finished?”

“Yes. Im going to show you just how deep human intellect flows.”

“Ku ku. Very interesting. Then show me what you have.”

At the orders of Horus, the Wisdom General, his subordinates came down to face us. I had no idea what kind of game we’d to be playing, but a battle in Tilea-san’s number one weakness was already beginning.


“Akagin or Kaijin the Gambler”
Parodies of Akagi and Gambling Apocalypse Kaiji.


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OH WOW IS SHE PICKING IT UP WOW OH GOSH DAMN WOW!

Drop!! ~A Tale of the Fragrance Princess~
ドロップ!! ~香りの令嬢物語~

Short summary of the premise

A noble girl is born between an estranged couple, for the sole purpose of getting into the young Prince’s good books. When she’s about three years old, she suddenly regains vague memories of a past life.
Naturally(lol) she’s destined to be an executed villainess and whatnot, so she vows to stay the fuck away from the Prince.
Also naturally, this leads to her father slapping her in the fucking face, but using her isekai wiles, she charms her ruthless and cold father into completely doting on her.

And so like that, instead of socialising with the Prince like all the other girls and boys her age, she continues to reject invitations to the palace and spends her time researching the magical properties of weeds and herbs and stuff.

Why you should translate it

  • Despite some parts of it seemingly coming out of nowhere (for example, the whole magical weeds research stuff), the world is generally thought out pretty well.
  • The strict father and her interactions with him are pretty interesting, and he doesn’t seem to be that bad a guy. Just really devoted to his job as a noble.
  • It’s written in third person.
  • The tone is a bit less ‘bubbly’ and a bit more ‘serious’ as a result, although it still boils down to a little girl(?) exploring the new world.
  • Again, is a typical ‘reincarnated villainess’ story, that’s slightly atypical in that it isn’t a completely transfer of her previous life’s ego and memories, and more atypical in that it’s not 1st person.
    Enough of her new self remains that she still feels the childish loneliness of being hated by her mother for example.
  • Kind of looking forward to her interactions with the prince and their mutual friend.
  • Looking forward to more of her interactions with her father. She starts off as a faker, but ends up really liking him. Apparently he’s her type now.

Why you might not want to translate it

  • It’s yet another ‘reincarnated villainess’ story
  • The whole ‘plant research’ thing feels a little random. I guess the author is just really into perfume and potpourri.
  • It’s written in third person, and isn’t at all bubbly in its tone.

Possible difficulties in translating

  • Simple 3rd person narration

TLDR; Mildly atypical reincarnated villainess story with a less hyperactive tone than many of its peers. The girl is really into perfumes and mints and stuff, and the setting was interesting enough that I wanted to learn more about her family and surroundings.

https://oniichanyamete.wordpress.com/looking-for-something-to-translate/#drop

THIS PERSON RIGHT HERE WHOA WOW WHAT DOES THIS MEAN

 

Reika-sama – 042

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If it’s not on there, please feel free and ask. I only get annoyed at questions when the same one has been asked 10+ times, and by then I’ll have updated the FAQ.

Thank you for your consideration, guys!


This is my final Christmas present to you, and I’d be really glad if you gifted me back with a review on novelupdates! Share the love! Glory to Reika-chan!

These are Reika’s last moments in Zuiran’s primary section! Thanks for reading my translations so far, and if you love Reika like I do, I hope you’ll look forward to her life as a middle schooler too!


In Japanese, the two main characters for flower(hana) are and . The latter is rather more poetic/fanciful, and is actually used in Reika’s name. Specifically, 麗華(Reika means ‘beautiful flower’, ‘graceful flower’, ‘lovely flower’ etc. The characters can also be as ‘urara’.

An ephemeral-type beauty in Japan is somebody that’s typically delicate, very fair-skinned, slender like a willow, and generally ‘soft’ or ‘fragile’ somehow. Like, somewhat fairy or sylph-like, with an atmosphere that’s faint and somewhat unreal. Like a beauty that you might see in a passing dream or something? Well, it sounds a bit exaggerated, but if the description wasn’t then it would be a bajillion-times harder to explain.


The day of the graduation ceremony came.
Everybody is going up the escalator together, so we’ll all meet again in Zuiran’s middle school section. Although we’ll be in a different building, we’re all on the same property, so I’m not really feeling lonely about it.
Maybe everybody else was thinking like me, because nobody cried.
Only, this would be the last time we would be wearing this navy uniform to school, so everybody was busy taking photos.
Of course, I took some with my friends too.
Because today was a happy occasion, Okaasama was more fired up than usual, and had my hair even curlier today.
Also, both Kaburagi and Enjou have been surrounded by girls since this morning.
Heaps of boys from the lower grades who went out of their way to attend were also photographing and filming the ‘Hero of the Cavalry Battle’ .

*imouto*

Besides my parents who were here, Oniisama brought me a bouquet of flowers!
There were pink roses, carnations, garberas, and a bunch of other really cute flowers.
Thank you, Oniisama! As for not just giving me a bunch of bright red roses, as expected of you! In Oniisama’s mind, my image is more like these cute pink flowers, isn’t it!
Or so I was thinking, feeling deeply moved, when Oniisama pointed at a deeply coloured rose and said,

“These flowers are called ‘Urara’, you know. They’re your flowers, aren’t they, Reika?”

-ZUKKYUUUUUUN!!-

Oniisama! Just what manner of being are you!?
My flowers! My roses!
My maiden’s heart is so moved that I don’t think it’ll hold!
It looks like today, with just Oniisama, I’m already feeling totally popular!
His smile is so dazzling-!

Or so I was thinking, as I writhed about in happiness on the inside, while my friends around me were also saying “Reika-sama’s Oniisama, so dreamy…”, spellbound.
Isn’t he! Isn’t he!
My Oniisama is the best in the world!
Still, although they’re minors, they’re still maidens and Oniisama pierced right through their hearts. I was actually a little nervous, secretly wondering where on earth he learnt this skill.

Oniisama doesn’t work any strange jobs, does he?

Watching Oniisama, Okaasama looked satisfied and said “as expected of my son” while Otousama looked a little ashamed and embarrassed for not bringing anything.
It’s fine, Otousama. For things like this, it’s your feelings that count.
Rather, if the chubby Otousama did the same thing as Oniisama, I’d be a little grossed out.

While I was happy about the roses with my name, and getting photos under the sakura trees with my family, a parent and child group came along.

“Congratulations on your daughter’s graduation, Kisshouin-sama.”

“Oohh! Why if it isn’t Kaburagi-sama! Congratulations on Masaya-kun’s graduation, I should say!”

UHIIIII! It’s gone from heaven to hell!
Why did they come talk to us!?

“Reika-san, congratulations on graduating. What beautiful flowers you have. They fit you perfectly.”

“T-, Thank you very much.”

Today Mrs. Kaburagi was wearing a vivid, deep blue suit, and was even more beautiful than when I met her in the restaurant.
Quite a contrast to the elegant white suit that my Okaasama was wearing.

“Reika-san, please do get along with Masaya in middle school.”

“My! Our Reika as well! We certainly hope Masaya-kun gets along with her. Right, Reika-san?”

Without affirming or denying Okaasama, I simply smiled away.
What a horrible development. A horrible, horrible development.
Please, just go away without causing any trouble.
My prayer bore no fruit, because our parents just continued to chat, and chat.
When I happened to look forward, I met gazes with the bored-looking Kaburagi.
“Hmm,” he huffed, as he looked away.
Uwah~ Totally indifferent to me.
Don’t think I want to get close to a guy like you, either!

“Reika-san, do you remember what we spoke about earlier? Please do come over to play.”

“Hah?”

Kaburagi wrinkled his nose in displeasure and looked at his mother.

“Thank you very much.”

For now I just smiled. I’m definitely not going, okay.
Look, Kaburagi is looking all unhappy about it. He’s got a ‘Why the hell is she coming to our house?’ face on. Wah-, he’s glaring!

“My, myy! Reika-san, you must definitely visit them!”

“Isn’t that greatt, Reika? Ahaha, our Reika adores Masaya-kun, you see.”

I don’t adore him! Why the hell are you spouting bullshit, Otousama!
Okaasama’s eyes are sparkling!
Aahh, what do I do…
Why don’t they notice Kaburagi’s displeased aura!?
I don’t adore you, okay! I have no intention of going, okay! So please just stop glaring at me so angrily!
I entreated the nearby Oniisama with my eyes, but he just made a troubled expression and seemed to decide on watching things pan out.
Somebody save meeeee!

“Mum, Shuusuke and the others are here, so I’m going.”

“My, Shuusuke-kun?”

Enjou and a person who seemed to be his mother came out from the school building.
It’s my first time seeing her. Such an ephemeral-looking beauty~

“Oohh, Enjou-sama’s! I certainly do wish to greet them.”

GYAHHHH! Otousama’s words just made things even worse!

“Dad, Mum, I think Reika wants to spend the last moments of primary with her friends. Would it be okay if she went? It’s her graduation ceremony, after all.”

Oniisama!

“However…”

“I also wanna walk around the place with Shuusuke.”

Kaburagi got on board.

“What a helpless boy, you are. Very well, go have fun. My apologies, Kisshouin-sama. Masaya is quite a wilful child.”

“No, no, not at all. The rumours of Masaya-kun’s excellence have reached my ears, you know.”

After saying his goodbyes to my family, Kaburagi immediately headed off to Enjou.
I need to leave now as well!

“Well then, I shall also be heading to my friends. Kaburagi-sama, please excuse me.”

Giving a small bow, I hurried over to the ring of girls.
I’ll leave the rest to you, Oniisama!

*imouto*

Just as I thought I had finally escaped from my parents, Serika-chan and Kikuno-chan had been lying in wait to get stories about the Kaburagi family from me. Please, just give me a break~

Since it’s our precious graduation ceremony, I wanted it to end more enjoyablyy.
Even though the incidents lasted just a few minutes, I’m dead tired.
Or rather, if things fall into the same pattern at the middle section entrance ceremony, what am I going to do…
I hugged Oniisama’s bouquet tightly.

But uraras, huhhh? I had no idea roses like that existed.
Rococo and roses. Kuh-! It’s way too fitting, if I do say so myself.
Isn’t this exactly a shoujo manga development? But it’s a little sad that things only happen with my blood-related brother. But well, that’s good in its own way too.
This is also part of the ‘future blessing’ curse, after all.
I’m sure once I enter middle school, a wonderful lovey dovey development will await me too.

*imouto*

When I got home, my excited parents pestered me about visiting the Kaburagi house, but I gave excuses and told them that Kaburagi hated women, and so going would actually bother him.
But looking at these two, they’re deeefinitely not gunna give up, are theyyy?
Honestly, I wish they would just stop with their weird ambitions already.

*imouto*

*imouto*

*imouto*

*imouto*

*imouto*


“Oohh! Why if it isn’t Kaburagi-sama! Congratulations on Masaya-kun’s graduation, I should say!” (said Reika’s dad)

“My! Our Reika as well! We certainly hope Masaya-kun gets along with her. Right, Reika-san?” (said Reika’s mum)
Her mother refers to her as Reika-san, but her father doesn’t.

“Oniisama doesn’t work any strange jobs, does he?”
e.g. host, gigolo etc.


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Reika-sama – 041

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“Umm, Kisshouin-san. There’s a little something I’d like to talk to you about. Is that okay?”

From his face, it looked like something pretty big, so we went behind the school building where less people were around.

“What might this be?”

It looks like he’s been wanting to talk to me for a while, after all.
But Class Rep just fidgeted, and didn’t manage to start speaking.
Seems like it was something hard to say, so I just stayed quiet and waited.

“Umm, since you’re a smart person, Kisshouin-san, I thought maybe you’d already noticed.”

“My, me, a smart person? Not at all.”

I wonder if that’s how he sees me in his head.
But still, I wonder what this is about.
I really can’t think of anything at all~
Ah-, his face turned red.
Seriouslyy, what’s up~?

“The truth is, I like Honda-san.”

“………”

………I’m sorry. I was conceited.
I ended up wondering if he maybe liked me.
‘I wonder what it is I have no idea what this could be this is definitely a confession’, I thought.

AAARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!
I’M SUCH AN EMBARRASSING PERSONNNN!!

WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU GETTING ALL CONCEITED FOR!
‘Has my time finally come!?’ I thought!
‘But I’m so troubled~ I don’t think of him that way at all~ ‘ I thought! Delusions, and on top of that, condescending delusions!
I’m sorry! I’m sorry for not knowing my place!
I wanna be one of those bobble head toys and just continue to bow in apology!

I mean, I’ve never been popular before.
It’s always been a bit of a fantasy.
‘Is it finally my turn for a shoujo manga development!?’ I accidentally thought.

“Um, Kisshouin-san? Is something wrong?”

“…No, nothing at all.”

Pulling myself together and changing gears, I faced Class Rep.
Fortunately, he didn’t seem to notice my conceited misunderstanding.
Let’s just continue the conversation like nothing happened.

“Well? You say you like Honda-san, but why speak to me about it?”

Yeah, seriously. To begin with, why speak to me about this?
You know… it’s Class Rep’s fault as well for being misleading, right?
If he likes Miharu-chan, then can’t he just tell her that? Why keep glancing my way, and call me out to a place like this?
It has nothing to do with me, right?
Or so I was thinking, getting angry even though I was in the wrong.

“Because you’re like the leader of the girls, Kisshouin-san. I thought maybe you could cooperate with me, or something like that.”

“Cooperate? Helping you confess?”

“Confess!? I just wanted to find out more about her. Also, if possible, I want you to use this.”

What he shyly handed over to me was a picture of Class Rep and Honda-san together in class.
I guess he wants me to put this in the album?

After that, Class Rep started talking his heart out to me.
About how he was class rep with her last year and ended up liking her.
About how when he cut his finger, Honda-san bandaged it for him, and about how she did girly things.
About how he thought he’d get to be class rep with her this year too, but got depressed when it was somebody else.
(Well sorryyy that it was me!)

“Also, I want her to write on this too…”

He brought out a signature book.
I thought that only girls did this stuff, but do boys do it too?
Speaking of which, there were boys all into the matchmaker shrine too, weren’t there.
I may have a surprisingly high number of effeminate boys in my grade.

“Class Rep, you also pulled a love fortune at Kyoto, didn’t you.”

“It was ‘great blessing’.”

Again, his face went red.
Well, good for you then. I got ‘future blessing’, you know?

“Leaving the photo aside, what if you asked for the signature yourself? Why is there a need for me to ask?”

“Because it’s hard to suddenly ask for one, you know? We’re not even class reps together anymore, so we hardly even talk.”

“…Well, I apologise for becoming the vice rep then.”

I stabbed right into his happy attitude.
As expected, Class Rep went into a panic and started saying stuff like “Not at all! You’ve been really, really helpful!”.
Hmph.

“I understand. Very well, then. In that case, while Honda-san and I are together, come casually asking for my signature. You can use our being class reps as an excuse. At that time, I will casually bring up the fact that Honda-san also served with you last year, and from there, please ask her for her signature.”

“Eh-, can I really pull off so much acting? Ah-, but I’ll do my best.”

He looks uneasy.
Was Class Rep this kind of boy? I thought he was more of a diligent, and stereotypical ‘class rep’ type, you knoww?

*imouto*

On a later day, Class Rep came along with signature book in hand, and subjected us to some monotone acting.
Miharu-chan showed no signs of noticing his feelings, and happily accepted. While she was at it, she asked for Class Rep’s signature as well, so he turned red.

After that, when I asked Miharu-chan if she liked anyone at the moment, she said that she didn’t but her type was something like Enjou-sama. And so I went and passed that info to Class Rep, who went “Enjou-kun, huh…” and got depressed.
“It’s not like she actually likes Enjou himself. Her type is simply similar to him. Doesn’t that mean you still have hope?” I said in consolation, but it didn’t look like it had much effect.
Sorry, Class Rep. I was a little mean to you.

*imouto*

And also, it looks like girls and boys who got close because of the signature book popped up here and there.
Nothing particularly happened to me though.
The adult me thinks that romance is way too early for primary schoolers, but who really knows, huh~?
It’s not like I’m saying this because of an inferiority complex, okay?

*imouto*

Aahh, we’re graduating next year, huhh?
Once I enter middle school, I wonder if spring will come for me this time.
I only got ‘future blessing’ so my hopes are slim though.

 


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Reika-sama – 040

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As autumn deepened, we began choosing photos for our graduation album.
I’m not a member of the graduation committee, but I decided to cooperate as proactively with them as possible.
I think it should be alright, but on the off chance that somebody entered a picture of my shame during the Deer Assault Incident, it’d become the shame of my life.
At the moment there aren’t any weird photos of me, but you can never be too careful.

The photos in the album are being chosen from those taken by Zuiran’s exclusive cameraman as well as photos that the students want in them.
Well, it’s something I knew would happen, but the photos are kinda biased towards certain students, huhh~
The ones contributed by the students were almost all Kaburagi and Enjou photos, and mostly ones with the contributors in it. Stuff they’d want to remember I guess.
If we accepted all of these, it would end up as a Kaburagi-Enjou album, so we rejected most of them.
There are lots of photos of the more salient students, and the more docile and plain students are getting overlooked, so they’re checking the photos carefully.
If after we graduated and some kid said “I’m… not in a single photo…” or something, they’d really feel hurt after all. Their happy parents would be sad too.
And we’re carefully comparing the photos and student roster.

“It really helps that you’re assisting us, Reika-sama.”

The one who said that with a smile was Honda Miharu-chan from my class.
We’re in different groups, but she’s a serious and diligent girl, and was the vice rep from last year.

“Besides the class and group photos, it takes a lot of work to check the student-contributed photos, after all.”

“Yeah. I almost missed one.”

The docile kids don’t submit their own photos, and sometimes there isn’t even a single photo of them.
In those cases, members of the album committee go take photos of ‘school lunch’ or the like. And if possible, take photos where the kid isn’t by himself, but instead having fun with their friends.
The teacher in charge of the album is checking it together with us, so it should be fine though.
While I’m at it, I’m trying my best to select the cuter ones.
I’m helping out, so just this much bias is okay, right?

“This is a photo of the Petite Pivoine isn’t it.”

The photo being held out to me was from the other day, when our cameraman came to the salon.
Each year the Pivoine has its own special group photo. We are technically the face of the school, after all.
In the centre of the photo was Emperor on the couch with Enjou next to him, with the other members surrounding them. On each side of the photo was a red peony, the namesake of the group.
But the problem was that I was sitting next to Emperor.
Even though there were heaps of other girls who wanted that spot, why me?
But everybody else was like, “Please, go ahead Reika-sama” and recommended it to me without listening, so I couldn’t refuse.
If I made it too obvious I didn’t want to, Emperor would probably get upset after all.
‘At the very least, next to Enjou then…’ I thought, but Enjou refused me with his smile. …So mean.
Thanks to that, I got warned a bunch of times by the cameraman for having a stiff smile, and the guy next to me started clicking his tongue, and I had a horrible time of it.
This photo had that kind of backstory.

“So this is the Pivoine’s salon. How wonderful. It’s like a dream…”

So said the album committee members as they looked at the photo in a daze.
Mn, it’s a needlessly luxurious room, isn’t it. The “bearing of a ruler” peonies just make it even more luxurious.
Because even in this Zuiran Academy that feels all rich already, the Pivoine is just in a different class. After all, the normal students aren’t allowed in.
Even though the truth is that all we do is drink tea, eat sweets, and laze around. Mn? Could that just be me?

“More importantly, let us hurry and decide on the photos.”

Because they seemed to be forgetting why we were here, I called out to them and we started working again.
Oh! It’s a picture of Akizawa-kun in the baton relay. I wonder if Fukioka-san has this. If I tell her about it, she’d probably tell me to bring it to her.
Naturally, the photo of Kaburagi in the cavalry battle is definitely going in. Rather, if we didn’t, we’d definitely meet some massive booing.
In this year’s cavalry battle, Kaburagi’s unit was unchallenged again. Apparently they practised in secret. Even though he always acts so cool and uncaring, he actually hates losing.
After showing unrivalled strength two years in a row, Emperor began a legend. Upfftpfft.

It was hard picking from the huge number of photos, but there were photos with unexpected sides of kids that I didn’t often talk to, so it was pretty interesting too.
The photos go back as far as Year 1, so there are some kids who look completely different now too. Six years for children changes them a shocking amount, doesn’t it.
Since Year 1, I’ve always been a fake Rococo. I seriously want an image change already…

*imouto*

*imouto*

For a while now, my eyes have been meeting with Class Pres a lot.
He keeps looking my way, and when I return the gaze, he immediately averts his eyes.
I tried asking if he needed anything a few times, but he would always turn red and avoid a proper answer.
Even at lunch just now, our eyes met.
I wonder what’s up.

“Reika-sama, is something the matter?”

Honda-san from the photo committee called out to me.

“No, it is nothing.”

I gave a smile as I replied.
Well, maybe it’s just my imagination.

“…I never expected the day to come that I’d be able to talk to you like this, Reika-sama, so I’m kind of happy.”

Honda-san said that with a shy smile.
Wah, so cute!
Honda-san is a diligent-type that you’d expect to be a class rep, so she’s kind of different from the types in my group. Because of that we haven’t spoken much outside of passing on messages.
But this girl gives off the same cuteness as Aoi-chan.
She’s definitely a good girl, I’m sure. I wanna be friends.

“I am also glad that we became friends, Miharu-san.”

Because of my success during the school trip, I’ve taken a liking to this high-pressure salesman style of getting friends. It’s better to speak first for things like this.
Although in secret your heart kinda thumps as you wonder what you’re gunna do if they say “Huh? I never thought we were friends. So pushy.”.

“Eh-, friends!? Ah-m, I’m happy too.”

Uhuhu, another friend GET.

*imouto*

With graduation approaching, as is customary, signature books began to pop up.
Speaking of which, I had one too didn’t I, a signature book. How nostalgic.
Back when I was lazy in my old life, at first I was happy to sign things, but along the way I started to get annoyed, and stopped caring what I wrote.
And also, you don’t do it often, so it’s surprisingly hard to write a short message, isn’t it? You only get as many variations as New Year’s cards, and there really isn’t much to say.
You try and write stylish and mature things, different from everybody else, and so it ends up as more dark history. That’s why signature books are actually really dangerous.
I was the same in the beginning. Each time I remember the stuff I wrote, it makes me want to bang my head on a desk. It’s just that embarrassing.
Even weird poems and stuff…
Aahh-! If only I had psychic powers and could burn those books right now!

Anyway, some people came around asking for me to sign their books too.
Even though pretty much everybody here at Zuiran just moves onto the middle school section, why bother with these signature books? Or so I thought, but then I considered that it would be sadder if nobody asked for mine, so bothersome as it was, I accepted with a smile.
I just used a beautiful seal and signed in coloured pen to get out of actually writing anything.

“Reika-sama, could I have you write something in my signature book?”

Honda Miharu-chan came asking as well. We’re friends so of course I accepted, and I had her sign in mine too.
Incidentally, my signature book was prepared by Okaasama, and was apparently made by some royal purveyor of stationery in Europe. Just a cheap one with cute pictures would be enough, you know…

Apparently a long queue formed to get the signatures of the famous two.
The girls in my class were really pumped to get them too.
Ever since Kaburagi got told off by Yurie-sama, he’s gotten a little more cooperative in the past, and although he had an annoyed look on his face, he did sign them properly. Just his name though. Seriously, just a signature.
Apparently some kids even said stuff like “Please address it to _____!”. Are they movie stars or something?
Some of the girls showed me their books, but it was seriously just “Kaburagi Masaya” in the middle of the page.
Incidentally, he did write their names. As you’d expect, his penmanship was fantastic.
As for Enjou’s, besides their names he also wrote “congratulations on your graduation” on each one.
Well, they’re both pretty bad.
To a person like me who’s struggling to come up with original messages, I kind of envy their boldness.

*imouto*

*imouto*

Anyway, while thinking about all these things, after school I was walking down a hallway by myself as I was heading to the salon. That was when a nervous looking Class Rep called out to me.


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Reika-sama – 039

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Unfortunately, there is a lot of prerequisite knowledge for this chapter. A lot of it is probably learnt in school for Japanese.


 

The Man’yōshū is the oldest existing collection of Japanese poetry, compiled sometime after 759 AD during the Nara period. The anthology is one of the most revered of Japan’s poetic compilations. i.e. an anthology of classic Japanese poems written when Nara was still the capital of ancient Japan.


Princess Nukata (額田王 Nukata no Ōkimi?, c. 630–690 CE) (also known as Princess Nukada) was a Japanese poet of the Asuka period. Nukata was one of the great female poets of her time; thirteen of her poems appear in the Man’yōshū.
The below poem alludes to her illicit affair with her younger-brother-in-law, Emperor Tenmu, where ‘waving’ refers to beckoning or soliciting.

akane sasu | The madder-shining
murasaki no yuki | Purple murasaki fields he goes around,
shimeno yuki | The staked fields around:
nomori wa mizu ya | Won’t the guardsman
kimi ga sode furu | See you wave your sleeve, my lord?


Hōryū-ji (法隆寺, lit. Temple of the Flourishing Law) is a Buddhist temple that was once one of the powerful Seven Great Temples, in Ikaruga, Nara Prefecture, Japan. Its full name is Hōryū Gakumonji (法隆学問寺), or Learning Temple of the Flourishing Law, the complex serving as both a seminary and monastery.

Yumedono (夢殿, lit. Hall of Dreams), a hall in Hōryū-ji, associated with Prince Shōtoku.


Masaoka Shiki (正岡 子規?, October 14, 1867 – September 19, 1902), was a Japanese poet, author, and literary critic in Meiji period Japan. Shiki is regarded as a major figure in the development of modern haiku poetry.

Haiku on Nara by Shiki: “Persimmon and Temple Bell”

kaki kueba | as I eat a persimmon
kane ga narunari | the bell starts booming
houryuuji | Hōryū-ji


“Hi Izuru Tokoro no Tenshi” (Emperor of the Land of the Rising Sun)

The name of a Japanese manga written and illustrated by Ryoko Yamagishi that tells a fictionalised account of Prince Shōtoku. Incidentally, the title is derived from a diplomatic letter to the Sui Emperor, allegedly written by Prince Shoutoku , that reads:
「日出處天子致書日沒處天子無恙云云」
「The Emperor of the Land of the Rising Sun writes to the Emperor of the Land of the Setting Sun, and I hope you are well.」

A record of this remains in the Japanese Nihonshiki and Chinese Book of Sui.


[Story begins!]

Nara turned out to be mostly shrines and temple visits as well.
Honestly speaking, justtt as I was kind of getting fed up with it, there was a girl reciting the manyoushuu.
The girls around her were giving her looks of respect.
A primary schooler chanting poems from the manyoushuu. So this is what refinement is!? This is true refinement!?
I definitely want to follow her example!

Of the poems in the manyoushuu, the only one I remember is from my old life, Princess Nukata’s akanesasu.
I’d play Princess Nukata with my friends and we’d wave our hands jokingly saying, “If you wave your hand so much, the guardsman will see you, you know~”
It would be weird if I suddenly remembered Princess Nukata’s poem here when his place has nothing to do with it, and it’d be bad if I flared up her sense of rivalry, so I decided just to keep quiet and watch as they proceeded to display their refinement.
Apparently lots of other girls had the same idea, because from here and there, I started hearing “kaki kueba” and “houryuuji”. Far from refined, they just seemed silly.
Naturally I didn’t participate.

Only, when we visited the Yumedono, I accidentally muttered “the Emperor of the Land of the Rising Sun”. The tour guide heard me and said I was wonderful, praising me, which in turn caused the girls around me to say “As expected of Reika-sama”.
All I did was mutter the name of a shoujo manga though…
But I decided against clearing the misunderstanding.

*imouto*

At Nara Park, an incident occurred.
I was walking gracefully about the park with crackers for the deers in my hand, when I was suddenly surrounded by a herd of them.
The girls with me immediately ran, but I alone was too late to!

Huge! Deers, huge!
Scary! Horns, scary!
Hurts! Being jabbed in the back! GYAHH! They took the crackers!

“Reika-sama, run!”

“KYAAA! A deer is, Reika-sama…!”

“Reika-sama, throw the crackers far away!”

I tried tossing the crackers far away, but they flapped in the air and landed right at my feet.
GYAAHH!
I was being kicked, and rammed, and only when they realised I had no more crackers in hand did they finally look for for another target, one by one.

“Reika-sama, are you all right!?”

“Aahh! Poor Reika-sama!”

“…I am fine, everybody. Thank you.”

What the heck was that. A gang? A deer gang? A deer mafia?
Weren’t they too damn rough…?
Even though I recall them being more heartwarming when I came here in my last life, what the heck happened to them?

The girls around me helped my dust the dirt off my clothing, and just as I had finally managed to get my clothing in order and started to calm down, I met eyes with the Kaburagi, who was looking my way with a grin.

That guy freaking laughed at me…
So mortifying! I wanna throw deer crackers all around him!

But right now I have a more compelling problem.
Nobody has noticed.
The fact that I stepped on deer poop.

“It is about time to return. Reika-sama, that must have been truly rough on you.”

“Right? To think that deers were actually so scary. Even though the ones I gave my crackers to were all so cute.”

“Does it hurt anywhere? GEEZ! None of the boys even tried to help! You’re all pathetic!”

While walking happily with everybody, I sneakily slid my loafers to get the poop off with absolutely nobody the wiser.
I made sure to hint that the reason I was walking like this was because I had hurt my leg when the deers kicked it.

*imouto*

After that, we went to Kasuga Grand Shrine, and I made sure to ask the gods to discipline those deers properly.
The place had cute deer fortunes and up until yesterday I would have flown right over to buy one, but the scars in my heart still hadn’t healed from that deer assault, so I even looked at the cute deer carvings with dangerous eyes.
But everyone was making a fuss about how cute they were, so when they went to buy some, I went as well.
‘blessing’
Again, not quite sure how to feel about this…

*imouto*

The one good thing about the Deer Assault Incident was that it felt a bit like I was closer to the girls around me now.
It’d be nice if they slowly turned from followers to friends.
I decided to begin by casually playing up our friendship.

“Really, thank you for earlier. Friends truly are the most important thing, aren’t they.”

Everybody smiled happily.
Could it be that we’ve actually been friends for a long time now?

*imouto*

But after the Deer Assault Incident, every time I passed by Kaburagi, his shoulders would start to tremble.
KIIIIIIIII!!!
That’s it, I’m telling Yurie-sama on him.
Laugh all you want.
When we come back to Tokyo, the one crying will be youuu.

*imouto*

*imouto*

I had bought soaps from the inn, and some cute konpeitoh rock candies for Aoi-chan and Fukioka-san.

konpeitoh rock candy
konpeitoh rock candy

I had originally been choosing between the traditional oil-removing facial paper or yatsuhashi, when my stylishness sent a flash of inspiration through me.

Yatsuhashi is a Japanese confectionery made from glutinous rice flour, sugar and cinnamon.

Apparently Fukioka-san told Akizawa-kun in advance to buy them a matching pair of romantic luck charms.
Getting him to buy a pair of matching romance charms was apparently also part of the scheme to hold back the Zui’ran girls.
As expected of you, Fukioka-san.
Even though I bought Oniisama a safe driving charm, he refused to hang it on the car mirror, so I was a little dissatisfied.
He muttered “This is a little…” but why?

*imouto*

Apparently Yurie-sama got mad at Kaburagi for not warning the girls around him not to cause trouble for others.
Serrrvesss youuu righttttt. Ukyakyakyakyakya!
And then the next day, through Aira-sama, I received a certain photo from Yurie-sama.
It was a photo of me being beaten up by a herd of deers.
Aira-sama ended up sympathising with me, and said “That must have been harsh. Yurie was shocked to see this too”.

UKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!
IMPOSSIBLE TO FORGIVE!!


Aburatorigami (あぶらとり紙) is a traditional Japanese facial oil blotting paper. The direct translation of the term is “oil removal paper”. As the term implies, aburatorigami absorbs excess oil, thereby eliminating shine from the face. Aburatorigami has traditionally been used by kabuki actors and geisha to keep makeup looking fresh throughout performances. In modern times it has been growing in popularity for everyday use amongst women for its various skincare and makeup benefits.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aburatorigami


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Reika-sama – 038

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Few things to note first.

  1. Primary schoolers in Japan apparently go to Kyoto and Nara for their class trips. Generally.
  2. A ryokan (旅館) is a type of traditional Japanese inn that originated in the Edo period (1603–1868), when such inns served travelers along Japan’s highways. They typically feature tatami-matted rooms, communal baths, and other public areas where visitors may wear yukata and talk with the owner.
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  3. Kaiseki (懐石) or kaiseki-ryouri (懐石料理) is a traditional multi-course Japanese dinner. Served on these things:
  4. During a proper meal with these things, you are NOT supposed to leave your seat.
  5. Kyouyasai, or Kyouto(Kyoto) Vegetables, is the term for a number of heirloom vegetables originating in the Kyoto Prefecture of Japan. The characteristics of these heirloom vegetables are odd shapes and the rich nutrient profiles, thus they take a lot of time to grow because they aren’t easy to cultivate. Because of this, Kyo-yasai are very costly and much more expensive than ordinary vegetables. Thus, they are often eaten in the home, or in upscale restaurants.

June came, and so did the class trip, or ‘learning excursion’.
Zui’ran is a primary school filled with rich kids, so I thought for sure that we’d be going overseas for our trip, but to think that it was Kyoto and Nara.
So normal…
Well, the level of the hotels and food that we’re getting is a totally different level from normal primary schoolers though.
We ate lots of Kyoto cuisine filled with Kyoto vegetables, as well as boiled tofu kaiseki meals, and relaxed in the place we were staying; a high-class and very old Japanese-style ryokan inn.
It’s all too refined and austere for a primary schooler.
But man, if we let loose and had a pillow fight in a high-class ryokan like this, it’d be terrible if we missed and tore a hole through the paper of the shoji sliding doors.
I’d better keep a good eye on everyone.

To think that of all possible years I could become vice rep, it would be one with our class trip.
I have to go look for students late to meeting points, and warn students talking during a tour guide’s explanation, and just lots of other annoying stuff.
But my class is still on the better side of things. We don’t have Kaburagi, Enjou or anybody else disruptive like that, so my class is actually pretty tame.
The girls have been cooperating with me from the beginning and doing things like supporting me with the roll-call, or making sure we get lights out on time, and thanks to them I’m having a way easier time than all the other reps.
Class Rep is also doing his best to manage the boys after all. Occasionally when there are some guys who are too excited for him to stop, “Kisshouin Reika and her friends” surround them and silence them with smiles.
So my class is on the peaceful side of things.
I’m sure the teacher gave me this role because they suspected this would happen. I mean, even though there are girls more serious and diligent than I am, with experience as class reps too, I was the one who got nominated.
Well, if my presence helps this trip to go smoothly, then I guess it’s fine being used like this.
All the reps from the other classes seem to be having a dreadful time of it, after all.

Apparently the reps can’t stop the girls from noisily following Kaburagi and Enjou about.
Enjou at least tells the girls himself to calm down, but Kaburagi has no reaction so it’s a lawless zone.
During our meals the girls all left their seats as they please, and you seriously want to ask them “Are you girls actually young ladies from good families?”.
The class reps couldn’t stop them, so they only reluctantly returned to their seats after a warning from their homeroom teachers.
The atmosphere feels pretty strained, huh~
When they made this fuss when they were small, it was still just little girls being cute, but the older they get, the more annoying girls appear, and you need quite a bit of effort to deal with them.
There are even girls who seem like they’ll become the flashy nouveau riche-type ojousamas in the future, and there’s a bit of a hard-to-describe enmity between our groups.

Aahh, I’m glad they’re all in a different class~ Or so I was thinking, like somebody uninvolved, when the class rep of Kaburagi’s class suddenly screamed ‘Please help me!’ with his eyes.

I pretended like I didn’t notice.
Nah, I mean, it’s not my place as an outsider to say anything, and if I did say something, normally you’d react like “God, just how controlling is this chick?” right?
I’ve got my hands filled with my own clas-

“Kisshouin-san. Umm, it looks like the class rep of Class 3 is sending an SOS signal, but…”

Don’t report things that nobody wanted to know, Class Rep.

“Is it not simply your imagination?”

“No, well~ His eyes are completely serious, so. And even though it’s almost lights out time, the girls are making a fuss and showing no signs of heading back, so.”

“But it is the problem of another class.”

“Well yeah, but, it’ll trouble the people of the inn.”

Well, I do feel sorry about that.
To begin with, these primary schoolers are a bunch of kids who wouldn’t understand mature aesthetics if it hit them in the face, so it’s weird that you’d pick such an elegant and traditional ryokan to bring them to.

“Then perhaps you should go, Class Rep.”

“…You’re saying that even though you know it’s impossible for me, right?”

Well, yeah.
Girls are scary in groups, aren’t they. But I’m scared too.
Hm? Hey, it looks like girls from another class are swarming Kaburagi too. Their class rep couldn’t stop them either?
It must be scary, huh~ But you knowww, as a fellow rep, I understand your toils.
Can’t be helped.

Kikuno-chan is relatively moderate even within the boisterous girls of Kaburagi’s class, so I headed over to her first.

“Kikuno-san.”

“Ah-, Reika-sama.”

“Quite noisy over here, is it not? Even though it is almost time for lights out…”

“That’s true. Those girls don’t think about how they’re bothering Kaburagi-sama…”

Kikuno-chan replied with a sour look.

“Quite true. This inn is a favourite of his Okaasama, and each time she visits Kyoto she stays here. And yet, if she knew that there were girls bothering the people here with their noise, I wonder just what she would think of it.”

Aira-sama Intelligence.

“Eh-, the regular inn of Kaburagi-sama’s Okaasama!?”

Girls who heard our conversation glanced our way.

“You have your act together, so it does not matter for you, Kikuno-san, but perhaps it would be better if your class took care not to trouble her favourite inn, lest you earn her ire. I heard that she is a strict woman when it comes to discipline.”

The girls who were eavesdropping on my conversation with Kikuno-chan all started to fall quiet.

“Ahh, it appears that it is time for lights out now. Good night, everybody.”

“Good night, Reika-sama.”

“Good night, Reika-sama.”

Things seem okay for now.
There would be too much conflict had I warned them directly. I don’t want more enemies.
If I overdo things, people will hate me for being a goody-two-shoes.
Or rather, Kaburagi, warn them yourself! It’s an inn that your own mum likes, you know?
Well, even if it wasn’t, being too noisy isn’t a good thing.
And although he was gazing into the distance unconcernedly, I’ll bet his head was just filled with thoughts of what souvenirs to buy Yurie-sama anyway. There’s no mistaking it.
I suppose there’s no choice but to inform Yurie-sama through Aira-sama, and get her to give him a scolding, huh.

*imouto*

*imouto*

During the day, we went visiting shrines and temples, and souvenir shopping.
The matchmaker shrine was the most popular spot for the girls. After all, their romantic interest was close by, which just made their prayers all the more earnest.
Apparently Kikuno-chan who was in Kaburagi’s class even made sure to introduce him to god with, “The one standing beneath the willow tree is Kaburagi Masaya! I leave things in your capable hands!”.
They also had to buy love fortunes and amulets for romance, so everyone was really rushing in the short time frame we were given.
I had thought that it would only be girls who would enjoy the matchmaker shrine, but quite a few boys were earnest in pulling fortune slips for romance too, so I was a little surprised.
Class Rep was one of them. I wonder who the girl is.

*imouto*

I went with all the girls and got one as well.
‘future blessing’
I’m not sure how to feel about this…


If you want more pictures of high-class ryokan inns to help you imagine the scene, click here.

Also, for the fortunes,
(大吉, dai-kichi): great blessing
(
中吉, chuu-kichi): middle blessing
(
小吉, shou-kichi): small blessing
(
, kichi) blessing
(
半吉, han-kichi): half-blessing
(
末吉, sue-kichi): future blessing
(
末小吉, sue-shou-kichi): future small blessing
(
, kyou): curse
(
小凶, shou-kyou): small curse
(
半凶, han-kyou): half-curse
(
末凶, sue-kyou): future curse
(
大凶, dai-kyou): great curse


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Reika-sama – 037

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Oniisama graduated from high school and entered university, while I entered Year 6.
Once I considered that I wouldn’t see Oniisama in uniform anymore, I felt a little lonely, so I took a few photos of him.
The Zui’ran high school uniform really is so cool!
I asked him to wear it occasionally at home, but he refused…
Isn’t it fine if it’s just in the house~?

*imouto*

Yurie-sama and Aira-sama also graduated from middle school and entered the high school section, and Emperor Kaburagi got depressed that he was stuck in primary and the gap was even wider now.
I mean, a love between a primary schooler and high schooler is just impossible, right~?
I think he should just give up already, but this first love of his is supposed to continue until high school, so I guess there’s no reason he’ll give up now.
According to Aira-sama Intelligence, Kaburagi isn’t stalking Yurie-sama, but because they don’t get to meet often, he’s expressing his feelings by letter. It worked last time, so it looks like he’s encouraged because of it.

*imouto*

Since I also became a 6th Grader, next year I’ll be riding the escalator system into middle school. Having said that though, I’m preparing for our internal examinations, so I ended up getting a home tutor.
My home teacher is Ousaka Karin-sensei and she goes to a national university.
She comes over twice a week.
In my cram school exams, I rose in the rankings from upper-middle to lower-upper. I thought I made a good effort amongst all these kids from prep schools, but I really do wonder how I’m supposed to feel when I can’t even get first place amongst primary schoolers.
Once I enter middle school, maths and arithmetic are going to turn into a monster. I need to try hard while I still can.

Karin-sensei’s explanations are easy to understand and I make progress studying with her. Even if I don’t get it the first time when I see it at cram school, it really helps that I can have her follow up.
For a while now, sometimes Oniisama teaches me as well, but the feeling of tension is different. I just keep spoiling myself with him since he’s family.

“You learn quickly, don’t you, Reika-san. Really, well done for getting this far.”
Karin-sensei often says stuff like that to praise me.
Apparently she’s the type who praises people to get them to try harder.
And I’m the type that gets fired up when I’m praised or flattered, so we have pretty good compatibility, I think.

*imouto*

*imouto*

Ever since that day in winter, I’ve been sitting with Akizawa-kun and Fukioka-san in my Maths and Japanese cram classes.
Fukioka-san sits right in the middle, with Akizawa-kun and I to her sides. Fukioka-san wouldn’t let Akizawa-kun sit in the middle, you see.
I also exchanged mail addresses with Fukioka-san, and we’ve gotten quite a bit closer.

Contrary to her appearance as a Japanese-style beauty, Fukioka-san has quite the venomous tongue.

On Valentines Day that year, I gave my hand-made chocolates to Aoi-chan and Fukioka-san.
At Zui’ran we expect that Valentines chocolates are better quality than even high-class stores, so it’s my first time giving hand-made chocolates to anybody but my family.
Last year Aira-sama taught me how to make them, and Otousama even said “This is the best one you’ve made so far.”, but this year Aira-sama was also busy with exam prep, so I tried using the recipe that she taught me last year to make it.
Oniisama also said “Making one like last year would taste good.”
So I handed them over to them filled with confidence.

Aoi-chan told me “It was yummy.” but Fukioka-san said “It’s not very good.”…
“It’s not bad, but the taste is kind of lacking. Did you use cheap chocolate to make this?” she said. So rude! I used chocolate from Belgium!
When I told her that in complaint, she ended up replying “Apologise to Belgium”…
Fukioka-san, the gap between your appearance and inside is too huge…

Incidentally, I didn’t give one to Akizawa-kun. Whether it’s a friendship chocolate or a courtesy chocolate, Fukioka-san would probably get mad regardless.
In my mind, Fukioka-san is under the ‘cannot make into an enemy’ category.
Apparently she’s learning to cook to prepare for her future as Akizawa-kun’s wife.
How amazing. She’s got a much better idea of her future than I do. She’s actually planned so much that it’s even a little scary.
And you know, Akizawa-kun, it’s impossible for you to escape now. I’m scared of Fukioka-san too, so I’m afraid I can’t help you. Forgive your cowardly friend!

And so, Fukioka-san asked me, “What if you learnt as well?” but I’ll probably be busy with the internal exams this year, so I turned her invitation down.
When I got home, I told Oniisama “My friend told me the taste was lacking.” and he replied “The person’s feelings are more important than the taste in situations like this.” and I wasn’t sure how to feel about that.
When I get into middle school, maybe I really should start learning…

*imouto*

*imouto*

Right now, Aoi-chan is my Soothing Friend.
She’s docile and seems withdrawn, but once you’re closer with her, she starts laughing a lot.
She would definitely never say something like “the taste is lacking”. What a good girl.
And what’s more, shockingly! Aoi-chan told me that she went to visit her grandpa on New Years! She got me a Tarow the Taro plush keychain! I’m so happy!
When I got home, I immediately put house keys on it. There’s always a maid around and somebody chauffeurs me places and back, so to begin with I’ve never used a key before. But I do carry one around just in case.
And my keys were now hanging from Tarow. His pathetic face is really cute.

Aoi-chan has amazing sense for souvenirs. She totally knew what I wanted.
And shocking! For the holidays in spring, she got me region-exclusive potato chips!
Aoi-chan said stuff like “Although I’m not sure if you would even eat this sort of stuff…” in embarrassment, but I’ll eat it, you know! Or rather, it’s my favourite! I’ve wanted to eat potato chips for six years now, you know!
The potato chips were in a souvenir bag, and I carefully snuck it into my room so that Okaasama wouldn’t see. It was late at night when I sneakily ate it.
So nostalgic. My body trembled from the cheap taste.
It would be a shame to eat it all in one go, so I decided to treasure it and eat it little by little, but the next day I cried when I found it soggy.

Incidentally, I call Aoi-chan ‘Aoi-chan’ in my mind, but in front of the girl herself it’s “Yorino-san”.
I don’t have the courage to use her first name. I mean, I’d hate it if she went “Eh-? What’s with that all of a sudden?”.
It’s hard to find a chance to start things like this, isn’t it?

*imouto*

*imouto*

My homeroom teacher wanted me to be class rep. It sounded troublesome so I said that I sucked at management and refused, but they pressed me and said that vice rep was fine, and in the end I became vice rep… or rather I got stuck with it.
That was probably the plan from the beginning. After all, the position of class rep went to this boy who had done it a bunch of times already.
Teacher swindled me using that ‘ask big first, then go for small’ trick.
I got totally fooled. In the end, I was stuck as the odd job girl again.
Though it’s true that my thimbles still lie sleeping in my pencilcase though.

But this time it’s just within my class, so without my natural enemies here, things went smoothly.
Collecting forms was easy too, since the scary army of girls behind me made everybody cooperative.
Class Rep even said, “As expected of Kisshouin-san”. I don’t think he was praising me though.
It was like I was the bodyguard of some debt collector.
This is weird. This isn’t how things were supposed to be. I get the feeling that recently I’ve been losing my elegance.

 


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Reika-sama – 036

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Oniisama safely made it into his department of choice.
And so because of that, in order to celebrate with a banggg, I think I’ll open the lid to my safe!

“Oniisama! I shall get you a present to celebrate your pass! What do you want?”

At first I thought about making it a surprise, but I couldn’t come up with any good ideas?
‘Would a watch be good?’ or so I thought, but a watch worthy of the heir of the Kisshouin family wouldn’t be within my meagre power to buy, so I had to give up on it.
Well, if I used all of the money, I might have gotten somewhere but…
Even if I thought about this and that, I couldn’t think of any wonderful ideas, so in the end I decided that I could only ask the person himself.

Now come, Oniisama! I didn’t use my new years money, so I’ve got quite a bit, you know! Don’t be shy!
It’s my savings for my future, but it’s a celebration for none other than my Oniisama so of course I shall use it!

“I have been saving up in my piggy bank. So please tell me what you want!”

“Eh-! We’re using your money!?”

So far shopping for Christmas presents or birthday presents has been done with Okaasama, so I’ve always used the Kisshouin family card instead of my own money.
And apparently Oniisama didn’t know about me saving money.
He was shocked when he heard the amount. I really do have that much money though.

“Let’s see. I think just your feelings would be plenty, but…”

“That will not do. I want to wish you congratulations, no matter what.”

Even though Oniisama has been trying so hard, I haven’t given him a thing.
I persuaded the hesitant Oniisama, and what he ended up choosing was a high class ballpoint pen from the familiar white star makers.
I didn’t expect to spend this little.
But it’s true that we already have a number of fountain pens and ballpoint pens from this place.

“I like how easy the pens from this place write. Since you went and got me it, I think I’ll use the pen you get me at university.”

Oohh! That would be great!
If Oniisama uses my present every day, I’d be really happy too.
Now that it’s come to this, let’s hurry up and buy it!

*imouto*

I went with Oniisama to the store, and after having him try a bunch of them, I bought him one that he liked.
Oniisama was really happy. Him being happy makes me super happy too.
And after that I had Italian for lunch with Oniisama!
Oniisama has been busy all this time with studying, and then after that he got his driver’s license and went out with friends, so he hasn’t really had time for me, which is why I was so happy today.

“What will you be having, Reika?”

“Let me see~”

I wracked my brains as I looked at the menu. Oh, ravioli. That would be really yummy, huh~?
After having decided on our orders, I was happily chatting with Oniisama when,

“Excuse me. Might you be Kisshouin-sama’s two children?”

A woman called out to us.

“───!!”

“Why if it isn’t Kaburagi-sama. It has been a while. This girl is my sister, Reika.”

Oniisama stood up to greet her, so I did the same in a panic.

I-, IT’S KABURAGI’S MUMMMMMM!

Kaburagi’s mum was a neat beauty, and I’ve met her once or twice at parties before.
Although both those times I basically only greeted her.

“Yes, I remember of course. Reika-san, it’s been a while, hasn’t it. You’ve gotten taller since the last time we met.”

Kaburagi-Mother smiled at me, but all I could do was return a cramped courtesy smile.
It’s fine even if you don’t remember someone like me. Rather, please forget me all your life.

After chatting about a few things with Oniisama, Kaburagi-Mother started with “Speaking of which,” before looking at me.

“Reika-san, you’re in the same grade as my son Masaya, aren’t you? Are you close with him?”

GEHHHH!

“No, unfortunately Masaya-sama and I are in different classes, and so we do not have very many chances to interact.”

And I intend to keep it that way.

“My, is that so? Then by all means come over to play. That Masaya only ever brings Shuusuke-kun over, you know. It would be wonderful if a girl came over. The place would brighten up.”

DEEEEEEEEEEEEFINITELY NOTTTTTTTT!”
And if you want a girl, there’s Yurie-sama isn’t there! Yurie-sama has been coming over since she was little hasn’t she!
Absolutely no! ABSOLUTELY NO!

Unaffected by my inner panic, Kaburagi-Mother gave a beautiful smile before excusing herself.

Oh my god…
The fun atmosphere from earlier has been totally blown away, and Oniisama looked curiously at the dazed me.

“What’s wrong? You seem kind of off.”

“…No, I am simply shocked by Kaburagi-sama’s sudden appearance.”

Kaburagi-Mother remembered my name. She remembered I existed.
Just that much is fine, but to a coward like me, just being related at all to Kaburagi is scary.
That mum of his appeared a few times in the manga after all…
Ah-, that’s right!

“Oniisama, you will be telling Okaasama and Otousama about how we met with Kaburagi-sama today, correct?”

“Yeah I guess.”

“When you do, please do not tell them about how she invited me over to play. Because that was just being polite! If they mistake her for being serious I shall be terribly troubled!”

“…You don’t want to go over to the Kaburagi house?”

Of course I don’t want to go!

“Well, if that’s all, then sure I won’t say anything. Do you hate Masaya-kun? Did he do something to you?”

“No, nothing of the sort! Only, Otousama and Okaasama are expecting me to become close to him, and earlier they had a weird misunderstanding too. So because of that, I am a little…”

“I see. It’s too early for you, huh?”

Oniisamaaaa. You’re my last ray of hope, you know.
The dish that got brought in later should have been my beloved Italian, but because of the shock I couldn’t really tell how it tasted.

*imouto*

Later when we got home, I just flopped onto my bed and remembered Kaburagi-Mother in 『you are my dolce』.
As I recall, she supported Kaburagi-Father in his job, and was a talented person.
There was also an episode about how she was a powerful mum, and ever since Kaburagi was young, whenever he went and played a prank she would punish him mercilessly.
The fact that she has a gorgeous face and an intense glare is just like Kaburagi. I guess he takes after his mother.
Wait-, who cares about that right now.
She disapproved when the heir as well as her cute, only son, Emperor, began dating a commoner girl, and chided him a number of times too.
Pushed by the lies and cajolery of Kisshouin Reika’s parents, she held an engagement party for her son and Reika, but then she was touched by her son’s resolve and dedication to the protagonist, and blessed the two of them.
Without caring about Reika and her family falling beyond repair…

Uwahh… I definitely don’t wanna get involved.


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Reika-sama – 035

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Winter came, and Oniisama entered the home stretch of his exam prep.
The department that Oniisama wanted to enter only admitted a small number of students and was strict with its selection, so he probably had it tough.
But he never displayed anything less than composure. As expected of Oniisama.
I wondered if I could do anything to help him, so I decided on the late-night snack after all, but the maid said that it would disrupt his rhythm and stopped me. She persuaded me that it was best just to pray in my heart for him.
Praying, huhh. Mm~mm, should I do the thing where you walk back and forth a hundred times while praying in front of a shrine?

*imouto*

*imouto*

When I went to Japanese and Maths cram classes as usual, Akizawa-kun who was supposed to be next to me was absent, and instead it was just Fukioka-san by her lonesome.
Hm? I wonder what’s going on.
As I wondered that, Fukioka-san noticed my presence and gave a small bow. And so I returned the bow, and walked over to her.

“Gokigen’yoh, Fukioka-san. Is Akizawa-kun not with your today?”

“Gokigen’yoh. Takumi is down with a cold today. He even had a fever, so he’s bedridden at the moment. He should have been absent from school as well. Did you not know?”

“Akizawa-kun and I are in different classes, and so I did not know about his absence. But a cold, is it? Just when did he catch it?”

“It began the day before yesterday. After that, apparently it got worse and worse. It doesn’t seem to be influenza though. Ah-, if you’d like, please sit down.”

Saying that, Fukioka-san invited me to sit by her side, so I decided to take up the offer.
I wonder if I can stay here for the duration of class too.

“Even though it is so very close to winter break, Akizawa-kun caught the cold. What dreadful luck. A number of my classmates are absent due to the cold and influenza as well.”

“My class is the same.”

After that, we chatted lightly about our own classes, before Fukioka-san fell into silence. And then,

“…Um, I’m sorry.”

“Eh-”

About what?

“Umm, what might this be about?”

“…I didn’t want Takumi to be taken away from me, so I was malicious with you. Even at cram school, you had always been next to him, but I took that seat from you and made you sit by yourself, right? Even though Takumi told you to sit with us, because I looked unhappy…”

Aahh, that?

“That is nothing to worry about.”

I’m saying that for real.
At first I felt a little lonely, but I started going to the convenience store, so I immediately got used to it.
Fundamentally, I’ve always been a person who never really stays angry about anything. I was like this in my past life too. Except when it comes to food.
Speaking about it in reverse, when it comes to food, my wrath is terrifying.
And well, I wasn’t angry with Fukioka-san to begin with. I just thought she was a little scary, that’s all.

“Takumi explained that you were just a friend from cram school, but once I thought about how you knew Takumi in a school that I knew nothing about… I’m sorry. Today without Takumi, I felt incredibly forlorn. And I realised that you must have felt the same way all this time.”

No, I didn’t really feel forlorn or anything though…

“Please do not mind it, truly. As a rule, I am generally quite fine with being alone.”

“You’re strong, aren’t you, Kisshouin-san.”

Fukioka-san looked at me with eyes of respect.
When a Japanese-style beauty looks at you like that, it’s kind of embarrassing.

“You know, I was very worried about whether or not Takumi liked you, Kisshouin-san. No, rather, even now, I still worry. I mean, you’re so cute.”

Eh-, me, cute!?
Oh geez~ I don’t think that’s true at all though. Ehehe.

“I do not think something like that would ever happen though.”

“…You think so?”

“I do. I too have never thought of Akizawa-kun as more than a friend, after all.”

But he is a really good person. And he’s kind too.
But he’s not really the type that gets my heart pumping, hey?
Thinking about it, he’s actually pretty close to my ideal, so I wonder why. I’m sure it’s the difference between ideals and reality huh?

“You truly, won’t come to like him?”

“No.”

She smiled in relief.
Such a worrywart. What’s the saying again? No husband so desirable as his wife is jealous? Basically, women tend to think of their men as much more popular than they actually are, huh?
Ah, no, it’s not like I’m saying Akizawa-kun isn’t popular, okay?
He’s got a cute face like a squirrel after all.

“At school, are there any other girls that Takumi is close to?”

“I wonder. We have never shared a class together, after all. Occasionally when I spot him in the hallways, only boys surround him. Neither have I heard any rumours about him, or any word of girls who have fallen for him, you see~”

“I see…”

Relieved huh? Thank goodness, thank goodness.

“To begin with, our school has a preeminently popular duo, after all. The other boys get very little attention.”

“Ah-, I’ve heard about that from Takumi. And I hear rumours of them at my school as well. Apparently they’re incredibly cool.”

“…Yes.”

Rumours about them even in other schools? That’s amazing.
Fukioka-san’s Yurinomiya Girls Academy is a Catholic style school so it’s a little different from Zui’ran, but it’s famous as an ojousama school. The rumours might have spread through the network of high class girls. They’re all ‘gokigen’yoh’ comrades, after all.

“Could it be that you like one of the two, Kisshouin-san?”

Fukioka-san asked me with an excited expression.
Maidens in love all apparently have great interest in the love stories of others.

“I do not feel anything like that in particular. I have nobody like that.”

And then she looked a little bored and let-down.
Sorry for failing to meet expectations.
But still, don’t think that everybody is just like you, and it’s somehow natural that they have somebody they like.

“Even though you’re going to a co-ed school…”

“Hm~mm.”

Even if I’m going to a co-ed, people unrelated to this stuff just aren’t related.
Like me, in my old life.
Ah-, tears are…

“Huhu, somehow you’re quite different from my first impression, Kisshouin-san.”

“Really?”

“Mn. When I met you at the recital, you had a more unapproachable atmosphere. Like the very model of a Zui’ran ojousama. ‘Takumi is definitely going to get taken from me!’ I panicked.”

“Unapproachable… So it truly is because of my hairstyle?”

“Rather than your hairstyle, it’s more like the atmosphere that you exude all around, perhaps. There are girls like you in Yurinomiya as well. But once I tried talking to you, you were completely different. I think I understand why Takumi became friends with you. …Um, would you become my friend as well?”

Eh-! Suddenly, ‘Friend GET’!?
Whoa, but still, I bet more than half of the reason is that you want to use me as an information source, right?
Even though I should’ve already retired from being a spy~

“Umm… I truly am in a different class from Akizawa-kun, so I really do not know how he is at school, you know?”

“Ah-, you think I’m trying to use you, Kisshouin-san? That’s not what this is. I just wanted to talk to you more. And well, if you did tell me stuff, I would be happy though. Huhu.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

In that case, I guess being friends would be fine too.
I’d find it more fun as well, being friends rather than ignored.

“Then, let us become friends.”

“Really? Yay!”

Seeing her smile as she clapped her hands before her chest, I really did think that this was the type of Japanese beauty that you’d want to protect. She’s cute. I want to learn from her.

*imouto*

After that, we chatted about our schools or Akizawa-kun and the like.
She and Akizawa-kun were neighbours, so their parents were close as well, and apparently they had been together since before they could remember. Akizawa-kun would always pull her hand and take her out to play, and she first started liking him in kindergarten.
But apparently Akizawa-kun wouldn’t notice her feelings at all. “Akizawa-kun is really thickheaded,” she said. Yeah, I thought that too.
But that thickheadedness is seriously on the straight path to your standard childhood friend route, huh~
Fukioka-san didn’t want to be separated from her beloved Akizawa-kun and wanted to go to Zui’ran as well, but because her Okaasama was an alumni of Yurinomiya she had to go there and so she bawled in front of Akizawa-kun.
And also, even though Yurinomiya is a Catholic-style school, Fukioka-san’s family has always been buddhist, so apparently she feels like a reverse-hidden Christian.
Apparently when she first enrolled, her heart was pounding all the time from the fear of being exposed and tried as a witch.

*imouto*

She’s a totally different type to Aoi-chan, but I managed to make a new friend.

 


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