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Kaburagi had no interest in any girl outside of Yurie-sama. Unless he had some reason to, he would never speak to a girl of his own accord. Yet…

“Sup, Takamichi.”

“Ah-, hello.”

Each time he passed her in the hallway he would greet her just like that. It was like they were good friends.

What’s more, from what I heard, Kaburagi would call out to her in the same way when he came to her class to visit Enjou.

It wasn’t something that people could brush off with ‘meeting by chance’ anymore. Kaburagi wasn’t the sort to call out to a girl just because he ‘met her by chance’.

Even worse was that thanks to that, Enjou was calling out to her like a friend as well, these days. The result was that Tsuruhana-san’s No. 2 and her friends were picking on Wakaba-chan even harder now.

And my friends were all gossiping as well. Serika-chan and Kikuno-chan even asked me to ask Kaburagi about it at the salon. Ehhh~

Honestly though, what on earth happened during the summer, Wakaba-chan?

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Wanting to seek refuge from the powder-keg the high school was turning into, I often hid in the Handicrafts Club or the Petite Pivoine. After school today I was heading there to meet with Mao-chan.

The weather forecasts had predicted a typhoon, and the skies were beginning to grow cloudy… I gazed out the hallway window as I headed to the Petite salon. While I was doing so I caught sight of a small crouching figure.

“Eh-, Yukino-kun!?”

Upon closer inspection I realised that it was Yukino-kun crouched in the hallway and grasping his chest painfully. I rushed over in panic.

“What’s wrong, Yukino-kun!?”

He wouldn’t answer. Yukino-kun was paler than usual, and just continued to wheeze shallow breaths.

“Is it an asthma attack!?”

Yukino-kun nodded. This was bad!

While struggling to breathe, Yukino-kun was looking through his bag for something. Huh?

What he pulled out was his inhaler. His arms were trembling and he was struggling to shake it, so I took it from him and shook it in his stead. Would this help him? He inhaled the drug with a whoosh, but his wheezing hadn’t gotten better. Maybe it wasn’t something that worked right away.

“Yukino-kun, let’s just head to the nurse’s office, okay?”

“Okay…” he quietly replied.

I held my hand out and helped him up, but he was too unsteady on his feet to walk.

“Yukino-kun!”

I quickly stopped him from falling but we wouldn’t be able to get there like this. What was I to do? I desperately searched my mind for ideas when it hit me.

“Yukino-kun! Climb onto my back!”

“…Eh…?”

I squatted down and faced my back to him. There wasn’t anything I could do except piggyback him!

“But…”

Yukino-kun was hesitant but now wasn’t the time for that. His face was still as white as a sheet. Maybe the medicine had worked because he looked a little more comfortable than before but in no way did the attack look over!

“Come on, hurry!”

At my urging, he timidly let me carry him. I immediately felt the burden. He might have been thin, but he was already a 1st grader. It was heavy. Would I really be able to stand like this!?

But Yukino-kun was struggling to breathe right next to my ear. The hands around my shoulders were ice cold.

Fine! Women were all about guts! Awaken, the power of the muscles I gained during summer jogging!

Nuoooooooooooooooooohh~!!

With Yukino-kun on my back, I stood up and steadied myself. I could do this!

“Yukino-kun, hold on tightly, okay?”

By a stroke of good luck, somebody from the Petite Pivoine had come by, so I asked them to bring our bags to Mao-chan before heading straight for the infirmary.

Goooooooo! Show them your guts! Aim for Honoluluuuuuuuu! Uoooooooooohhh!

I ran steadily through the hallways of the primary school building with Yukino-kun.

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When we got there, the nurse immediately had Yukino-kun lie down on the bed.

“Are you all right, Yukino-kun? The nurse said that she would contact your family as well as your Oniisama so they should be here right away, all right?”

“Yes… Thank you very much… Reika-oneesan…”

Lying down made breathing harder, so right now his upper body was propped upright.

“Does it happen often? Attacks like these…”

“Today’s attack was because the typhoon’s coming…”

Apparently his asthma got worse during weather like these. It was just terrible! Typhoons came every year! Did he end up like this each and every time!?

“I’m fine,” he smiled weakly while sipping warm black tea.

He wasn’t. You aren’t fine, Yukino-kun!

That was when Enjou arrived.

“Yukino!”

He made a beeline for Yukino’s bed and began checking up on him.

“Did you use your inhaler?”

“Yeah…”

“A car is coming to take you to the hospital. We’ve let the hospital know already.”

“Okay…”

With Enjou’s help, Yukino got down from the bed.

“Can you walk on your own?”

“Yeah…”

Mao-chan and Yuuri-kun had brought our bags here so we brought them to the carpark to see the Enjou brothers off.

“Kisshouin-san, thank you for helping my brother. I’ll definitely repay the favour.”

“Yukino-kun is a precious and adorable kouhai of mine. Thanks are unnecessary. Please do hurry to the hospital. Could you let me know how he is tomorrow?”

“Yeah. Sorry, and thanks.”

We waved as the car drove into the distance.

“Yukino-kun looked like he was in pain…”

“Yes.”

Please let Yukino-kun get better…

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The next morning, Enjou called me into the hallway. I flew through the greetings and immediately asked him about Yukino-kun.

“Enjou-sama, how is Yukino-kun doing!?”

“We’re hospitalising him just to be safe but it wasn’t too bad this time. I think he’ll be discharged tomorrow or the day after.”

“I see…”

Yukino-kun was being admitted again. Poor Yukino-kun…

“Kisshouin-san, yesterday you carried him all the way to the infirmary, didn’t you? Thank you. He must have been heavy, right? It gave me a shock when Yukino told me.”

“No, he was not particularly.”

Rising up to Mihara-san’s relentless daily training had really been worth it. My pitiful muscles had definitely shown growth. Admittedly I didn’t train my arms at all, so they were shaking with muscle pain this morning, though!

“Yukino was a bit depressed about being carried by a girl, you know.”

“My!”

I didn’t hurt his pride as a boy, did I? Speaking of which, he was worried about his height during the summer party, wasn’t he.

“Then please apologise to Yukino-kun for me.”

“Why are you apologising? I really am grateful that you went that far for him. Thanks.”

Enjou bowed to me. I quickly stopped him since I noticed pedestrians looking at us. Please give me a break here.

That was when I noticed Kaburagi and Wakaba-chan heading down our way. So the two of them had arrived to school together again.

I wonder why they had suddenly grown so close. I sooooo wanted to know…

“Do you want to know?”

“Uehh!?”

Enjou read my mind again!

“Want me to tell you? Why Masaya suddenly got closer with Takamichi-san…”

“Eh…”

It felt like Enjou’s eyes had lit up in mirth.

“No! I am fine, thank you!”

Never play with fire!

Oh boy, oh boy! That was close.

“Now, please excuse me!” I said, and headed right back to my classroom.

After all, I had to hurry to class! Today was the day we would be picking which events we would be entering for the Athletics Carnival! There wasn’t any time to concern myself with other people’s romances!

Actually, after the incident with Yukino-kun, I was feeling a little more confident now. Maybe I would enter one of the races this year.

“Reika-sama, will you be entering the costume race again?”

Yeah. Not that race.


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Not long after the opening ceremony, the incident with Wakaba-chan and Kaburagi was the talk of the school, and already it had caused waves to spread.

Plenty of students had come to them to find out the truth, but both of them gave the same answer.

“We just met at the gates by chance.”

Whoa, whoa, you think any girl who Kaburagi just ‘met at the gates’ would be able to walk in while having a friendly chat with him?

When they pressed her further though, she said that mostly they were just talking about that last exam before the break, or about maths, or physics, and pretty much all about their little competition for better grades. Thanks to that, everybody tentatively accepted it, for now. It wasn’t a secret that Kaburagi had called out to her at the rankings boards for the term-end exams.

But you knooow… Although everybody else might have believed that Kaburagi was only interested in her as an academic rival, as somebody who had read Kimidol this whole situation just reeked of suspicion to me. As if that wasn’t enough, at the Summer Party I found out that he had gotten over Yurie-sama.

I’m pretty sure it was true. I think that waltz with her was his farewell to his first love. Even I couldn’t help but feel sad for him. I’d never experienced anything like a love of over 10 years, but it must have been hard. It wasn’t unreasonable that it took him over 8 months to get over it. He had liked her for 14 years after all. Not that I didn’t pity Yurie-sama for being wracked with guilt all that time, though.

A first crush of 14 years was pretty long though. Kaburagi must have been 2 or 3 at the time. Who knew that a 2 year old infant could even have a crush. I voiced my thoughts to Enjou and he told me that Kaburagi had just said that because that was when he first met Yurie-sama. The crush actually really began when he entered kindergarten. At least that’s what Enjou thought.
I heard that the kindergartener Kaburagi had followed her around crying “Yurie~ Yurie~” and Yurie-sama said that he was so cute that she couldn’t help but always play with him.

Yurie-sama had been in primary, and considered him a bold but adorable little brother who adored her.
Kaburagi had been a preschooler who was glued to her, and thought of her as the girl he liked.
Despite the disparity in how they saw each other, it was still the closest they had ever been. Perhaps it might have been the happiest time in his life to Kaburagi…

Ah, but when I met them at the summer party, both of them seemed happy and well, so all’s well that ends well, I supposed.

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No sooner had we entered 2nd Year did they hold the election for Student Council President and Vice President. This year the strongest candidate for President was, obviously, student council member Fellow Stalking Horse.
Not only were his grades good, but he had served as the StuCo President in middle school as well. Plus, he was popular with the girls.

In the end nobody could rival him and he won the place without any trouble. And then, instead of being voted in, the President chose their Vice President from within the Student Council, and of all people Fellow Stalking Horse nominated Wakaba-chan!

Eh!? Wakaba-chan was part of the Student Council!? I mean she had great marks, so I guess it was pretty natural but… Huh.

This had never happened in the manga. Manga!Wakaba-chan was already hated by everyone by the time she entered 2nd Year, so it wasn’t possible to begin with. But although some people still hated her in this world, she had almost no connection with the Emperor. I guess that’s why she managed to join.

If you looked at it a certain way, Wakaba-chan was so talented it was almost crazy, so she would definitely help them a lot. Do your best, Wakaba-chan!

Ah… But then the Pivoine never switched presidents until the end of the year. Youko-sama wasn’t stepping down any time soon. Was Wakaba-chan going to be okay…?

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The 3rd years were stepping down everywhere else but it had nooothing at all to do with me, so I was as carefree as could be when the Club President dropped a bombshell.

“Reika-sama, would it be possible for you to take over as President of the Handicrafts Club?”

“Ehhh!? Me, the President of the Handicrafts Club!?”

The President was checking my interest. Who could have foreseen this happening.

But gosh~ Me? It’s me, you know? The girl who was stuck as a provisional member until last year, you know? Still the least skilled member of the club, you know?

“I… Although I enjoy handicrafts, I lack much knowledge and I only recently became a full member. Would it not be pushing it to have me as the President…? I can hardly see the others agreeing…”

When there were so many skilled and orthodox members of the club around, I didn’t think they would agree to making a maverick like me the President.

“That’s not something you need to worry about. This was something we decided on together. Everybody else wants you to be the next club president as well.”

“Eh-, they said that?”

“Yes. Don’t you love handicrafts? Everybody knows that you came during the summer and tried your best to help with the wedding dress.”

Well, she wasn’t wrong. During the summer break I tried to come here as often as possible. Even if I couldn’t embroider, and was almost no use in helping with the dress, I did make some decorative roses and I helped with the clean-up.

“Compared to ability or knowledge, what I think is most important is how you feel about the Handicrafts Club. I don’t think it’s so easy to find somebody who loves this club as much as you do, Reika-sama.”

“Reika-sama, we’ll all be here to support you as well, so could you please become our President?” asked Azai-san from my grade.

Before I knew it, everybody else was gathered around and asking me to be President as well.

Me, as the President of the Handicrafts Club…

“Are you… all truly fine with me…?”

“Of course!”

Everyone nodded with a smile.

Last year I was resigned to being a (provisional) member. This year I had finally become an official one. And now, to be the President of the Club…!? If this wasn’t a vigorous climb in ranks then I didn’t know what was!

“I shall do my best!” I declared, and everybody cheered and clapped.

From today onwards, I was Kisshouin Reika, President of the Handicrafts Club!

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Ah. But the newest Club President hadn’t made any progress at all on her school festival submission. What to do?

“I can’t wait to see the Bea-tan doll~ Please make me really cute, okay! Bea-tan is so looking forward to this! Aa-tan is too!” came the email from Bea-tan, which just piled on the pressure…

When I tried making the face, one of the eyes half came off and turned into something from a horror movie. Dog Lover-kun could never know.

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It seemed that during the summer remedials, Class Rep and Iwamuro-kun had really grown friendly with Honda-san and Nonose-san. Recently I occasionally caught sight of them together.

Apparently Iwamuro-kun liked Nonose-san. I see he still liked girls, even with his crossdressing hobbies…

Besides them, I often saw Fellow Stalking Horse and Wakaba-chan together, since they were both Student Council members. Sometimes I even saw Kaburagi casually saying hi to her.

I was in the salon when Youko-sama muttered something between sips of her tea.

“The new Student Council is going to be a problem, one way or another…”

I immediately escaped the salon to head to the Handicrafts Club.
G-, Gosh, I’m so busy now that I’m the Club President.


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It’s basically always the cradle or the grave for our dear heroine.


The two of us drew circles to the music. Despite the height difference, Yukino-kun was doing his best to lead. And he was only six! What an amazing boy!

“You dance well, Yukino-kun.”

“Really? It’s not hard to dance because I’m too short?”

“Why, not at all. I happen to be enjoying myself immensely, thanks to your leading.”

“Ehehe. I’m having a lot of fun too.”

Soooo cuuuuute! Dancing with an adorable little angel like this? I’m so happy!

We were moving through the hall, step after step, when I made eye contact with Mao-chan whose eyes were glittering. Then Enjou who was still dancing with Aira-sama. He looked taken aback. I was probably going to hear complaints about this later, but…

“I hope I’ll grow taller soon. I wonder if I’m this short because I hate milk.”

Yukino-kun was actually so cute that all thoughts of Enjou disappeared for the moment. To think that he was worrying about his height. He really was a boy. It wasn’t something to concern himself over at all. He was still in 1st grade so there was a lot of growing left to do. Actually, I kind of wished he’d stay cute like this forever.

His hair glowed amber in the light as I continued to follow his lead in circles around the hall.

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After that one song we left the dance floor, since I had to think about his body as well.

Cheeks slightly flushed, Yukino-kun drank plum juice, while I helped myself to a non-alcoholic margarita. Yummy!

“Are you all right, Yukino-kun? Are you tired?”

“I’m fine. How about you, Reika-oneesan?”

“I still feel fantastic.”

Maybe the jogging I did over the summer was why my stamina seemed better than before. The day after tomorrow I was headed to the Imperial Palace with Mihara-san as the culmination of my summer training. I wonder if I would be okay. It was five kilometres after all. I could already see all of the real joggers looking at me like I was completely out of place.

“You know, Yukino-kun, for a 1st grader you are very good with the waltz. Did you practice a lot?”

“That’s not true. Compared to Niisama I’m not much.”

Yukino-kun watched his brother again.

“I think you were plenty skilled.”

Actually, if Yukino-kun had danced as flawlessly as Enjou, it might have been a little creepy even.

“Have you finished your summer homework?” I asked him.

“Yes. I finished most of it in July, so when I was done I stayed at a cool villa for a while.”

“Goodness, is that so! What a good boy you are!”

“It was too hot for me to go outside so I didn’t have anything else to do. Niisama helped me with the parts I couldn’t do.”

“Enjou-sama did?”

I’d been thinking this for a while now but Enjou sure was sweet on his brother.

“Yes. Although Niisama was too busy to really be around much… Oh, Niisama is coming over.”

Having finished dancing, the four of them headed our way, still the centre of attention.

“Niisama!”

“Yukino.”

With one hand Enjou signalled a waiter for a drink, while he plopped the other down on Yukino-kun’s head.

“Yukino, you haven’t been causing trouble for Kisshouin-san have you?”

“Of course not,” he sulked in offence.

Ohhh! It was rare seeing this expression on Yukino-kun. I guess he was more comfortable acting childishly when it was his older brother.

Aira-sama greeted me with a smile.

“Long time no see, Reika-chan.”

“It has been a while, Aira-sama.”

And it really had. The last time I met her face-to-face was actually during that incident with Kaburagi, right? Not that we hadn’t sent each other the occasional email.

“It’s been a while, Reika-san. Do you remember me?”

“Of course I do, Yurie-sama.”

Was there anybody who could forget as wonderful a person as her? Yurie-sama laughed gently at me.

“Yukino! How you been!” said Kaburagi before ruffling Yukino-kun’s hair.

Yukino-kun tried to swat his hands away, but his hair was already a mess, and Kaburagi was having fun holding on.

Stop it! Don’t be so rough with him, you fool! You’re going to snap his poor little neck!

Before I could stop him, Aira-sama and Yurie-sama delivered Yukino-kun from evil, and the two of them tidied his hair again.

“What are you doing, Masaya!” scolded Yurie-sama.

Whoo!

“Kisshouin-san, thank you for looking after my brother.”

“You mean the dance? In that case it was very much the other way around. I owe him my thanks for being considerate of a wall-flower like me.”

Whether it was Yuuri-kun or Yukino-kun, the Petite Pivoine was just filled with gentleman. Honestly, I was envious.

See? Off in the distance some primary school girls were sneaking glances our way. Apparently Yukino-kun was already incredibly popular in the primary section. I felt a little bad now for monopolising him.

Mao-chan and Yuuri-kun came over to greet Yukino-kun at those girls’ request.

“Yukino-kun? Say, how about you come talk with everybody at the Petite?”

“Okay. Niisama, I’m going.”

Yukino-kun waved goodbye and headed for his own friends.

“Had you planned on coming to this party, Aira-sama, Yurie-sama?”

I hadn’t heard a thing about that, you know.

“Youko-san invited us quite passionately, but I was still on the fence about it,” explained Yurie-sama before giving a happy smile, “But then Masaya invited me to come with him, so…”

Kaburagi invited her!? And Yurie-sama agreed… Don’t tell me his romance really bore fruit!?

Enjou gave me a helpless smile.

“I think you’re misunderstanding, Kisshouin-san.”

“Eh?”

“There’s nothing going on between Yurie and I,” said Kaburagi.

“Eh?”

This time the four of them smiled at me.

“Masaya came over, you see, and told me that he had come to terms with things. He apologised for everything, and thanked me for waiting all that time.”

Yurie-sama’s eyes seemed a little wet.

“It was my fault for not being clear with him. Because of that I hurt him so much. When I heard that he had gone to Toujinbou, and then again when he went to the Sea of Trees, each time it felt like I was being gutted. I wasn’t sure I was alive…”

Her hands began to tremble, like she was recalling those very moments. Kaburagi’s one man heartbreak journey had caused a lot of shock for those involved, hadn’t it. You know, the destinations being what they were.

“Even when I heard that Masaya was getting a little better, I hadn’t thought I’d ever be able to face him again. I didn’t think he could forgive me. But then… Masaya came to visit me the other day…”

This time Yurie-sama had finally broken into real tears. Kaburagi looked apologetic, and handed her a handkerchief. She must have really suffered… Yurie-sama had always thought of him as her adorable younger brother after all.

This time it was Kaburagi’s turn to talk.

“It wasn’t like I didn’t know how she felt. But fourteen years of those feelings weren’t so easy to deal with… I’m sorry, Yurie.”

She shook her head to let him know it was fine.

“But I finally got over it,” he continued, “I might not love you in that way anymore, but you’ll always be special to me. That’s why if you ever need me, I’ll always come to help. No matter where you are, Yurie.”

Ah! That was the line from Kimidol.

I see. This meant he really had gotten over her then. It might have been annoying with the poem anthology and all that, but seeing all of them smile made me feel happy for them.

“Reika-san, I heard from Aira that we caused you quite a bit of trouble. Sorry. But thank you as well.”

“Oh gosh, no, I did really nothing at all.”

“Yeah,” commented Kaburagi, “The two of us just shared the pain of heartbreak.”

Oii! What the hell are you saying!

“Eh-, your heart was broken too, Reika-chan? By who!?”

“Goodness, Reika-san. It must have been rough.”

Stop! Please! Stop looking at me with pity like that! Stop asking who did it! Kaburagi, stop nodding knowingly like that, damnit!

And now Enjou was sniggering in the background, damnit! Ahhh, geez! Come back, Yukino-kun! I need your soothing angel blessings!

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And so the summer break ended, and what I had to show for it were memories of finishing the Imperial Palace run, half-dead.

Today I would enter 2nd Year.

──And then that morning of the opening ceremony, an incident rocked the school.

Kaburagi and Wakaba-chan arrived at school together, chatting happily all the while.

“Reika-sama, what on earth is that supposed to be!?”

“Reika-sama! Why is Kaburagi-sama with Takamichi-san!?”

With Serika-chan shaking my left arm, and Kikuno-chan shaking my right, I was rocked too, physically.

I! Don’t! Knoooooow!

 


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My summer break was busy. Jogging in the early morning, going on trips, sometimes going out with my group or Sakura-chan too. Sometimes Otousama or Okaasama would drag me here or there. And then heading to the library between that. My goal there was, of course, the boy who looked like Naru-kun.

I tried to sit as close to him as possible but things didn’t always work out. When it didn’t I would sit somewhere else and study properly, but when a seat freed up I would move to shorten the distance.

The times when I was lucky and the seat next to him was free, I could feel my heart throbbing in excitement.
I had leered at his belongings once to see if I could get his name but it didn’t work out.

I was pretty much one step away from being a stalker wasn’t I? I vowed to never follow him at least. If I did that I think it would be over for me as a human being… So for now I’d stick with being a stalker in-the-making.

I didn’t have much time left to make my dream come true either. What on earth was I doing…

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Since my previous life, my dream was to have a date in school uniforms. Walking together in uniforms, going home together after school! And awkwardly holding each other’s hands… Kyaaah!

How niiiice, how cuuuute~ Oh, and it would be dreamy to ride on the back of their bicycle too. Sitting sideways on the bicycle rack… Waahh!

In the past when I had ridden on the back of Naru-kun’s bicycle I liked to imagine that we were lovers. Oh boy. When it came to romance I hadn’t aged mentally at all, had I.

Speaking of which, when Naru-kun was in high school, I received quite a shock when I saw him walking with what seemed to be his girlfriend. When I asked my aunt about it, she said that her son was dating a girl from his school. It just left me in a slump though. I was in primary school at the time. Aah, curse the age difference!

Because Obasan had told all our relatives about it, at New Years Naru-kun was teased to death by all the uncles and aunts. Large family gatherings will never stop being a bane for young people…

Anyhow, the date in school uniform. I only had about a year left with my uniform. Please, God! Grant my romance spring before then!

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The President wanted to show off the Pivoine’s power, so they put in extra effort for the Pivoine Summer Party this year. A result of that was an abundance of old boys and old girls in attendance. Besides the alumni were the Petite of course, and anyhow it was just a lot of people.

When I arrived I went over to greet the President.

“My, what a wonderful dress, Reika-sama. The kimono from the firefly party suited you as well, though.”

“Thank you very much, Youko-sama. The way your pearls look against the colour of your dress reminds me of the moon in the summer dusk sky.”

“I inherited these pearl earrings from my mother,” she smiled happily.

“By the way, Reika-sama,” she began, “Has Maihama-san from Yurinomiya said anything to you since then?”

“No, but thank you for your concern.”

Since everybody else was arriving to greet her, I decided to take my leave. After looking around a little I spotted Sarara-sama, so I headed over with quick steps and called out to her.

“Sarara-sama, gokigen’yoh!”

“Gokigen’yoh, Reika-sama.”

Although I knew she wasn’t some aloof loner anymore, unfortunately I still didn’t talk to her at school so much. Still, I really admired the way she firmly lived in her own world. That’s why whenever we met at a party or the salon I’d take the initiative to speak to her first.

“How have you been spending your summer holiday, Sarara-sama?”

“I haven’t been doing anything really worth mentioning. Although, I did manage to get my hands on a book that was out of print.”

Ever the bookworm. She only ever brought up crazy-complicated titles. I honestly never had a clue. Usually I would just smile along.

We were still chatting when I noticed a brightly smiling Mao-chan, coming my way with Yuuri-kun in tow.

“Reika-oneesama!”

“Mao-chan! And Yuuri-kun too.”

Tonight she was wearing the lemon-yellow party dress that Okaasama bought her.

“Mao-chan, you look so cute in that dress!”

“Thank you very much. Yuuri-kun complimented me too.”

The two of them smiled at each other. My, what a gentleman you are, Yuuri-kun!
I’d better keep the incident with Imari-sama a secret from him.

I was listening to the pair talk about their summer holiday when suddenly things grew noisy. Eh? What was happening?

I looked towards the entrance where it was the noisiest and saw Yurie-sama being escorted in by Kaburagi. Ehhh!?

And then in behind them came Aira-sama escorted by Enjou. What was the meaning of this!?

Whether it was because she was avoiding him or simply because he was being considerate of her, the two of them hadn’t been seen together in public since that winter.

Nobody openly discussed it, but those of us in the Pivoine, and even people outside of it could more-or-less sense that something had happened between the two. And little wonder. Kaburagi who had always been by her side for one reason or another had stopped chasing after her entirely. And neither hide nor tail of Yurie-sama hadn’t even appeared at the firefly-catching party.

On top of that once you consider that this all coincided with the drop in his marks pretty much everybody wanted to know what had happened. Treading clumsily around the topic would have just enraged Kaburagi though, so everybody kept their speculations silent.

That was the situation when the two of them showed up at the summer party. Everybody was focused on them.

They paid it no heed though, chatting amiably with drinks in hand as they had always done so in the past.

Before long Kaburagi whispered something in Yurie-sama’s ear. After looking surprised for a moment, she smiled and the two joined the rest of the dancers doing the waltz, Kaburagi leading skilfully. His expression was gentle, and his eyes were filled with affection for her.

Could it be that Kaburagi’s long-time love had finally borne fruit!? Now that he was in 2nd year, both his face and physique were mature and I could even see the two of them looking good together.

Enjou and Aira-sama joined the waltz as well, and with four of the most attractive people in Zui’ran dancing there, the whole hall felt dazzling and fantastical.

“It’s so magical… I wish I could be down there,” Mao-chan sighed dreamily.

“Then shall we dance too?” asked Yuuri-kun.

Mao-chan seemed shy so I placed my hand on her back and pushed.

As I watched Mao-chan dancing with an excited expression, I thought back to my waltz with Oniichan when I was her age.

“Are you not going to dance, Reika-sama?” asked Sarara-sama.

“Eh?”

Did she think I wished I was down there? Hmm… The waltz? Oh!

“If you wish to see me dance then I ask for the head of Jokanaan~” I said, holding out a silver platter, posing like Salomé.

“…I see,” she replied without a change of expression.

The best literary joke I could come up with was a complete dud…

I put the platter down on the table and pretended that this hadn’t just happened.

That was when Yukino-kun came along. Ohh! An angel to save me from this awkwardness!

“Good evening, Reika-oneesan.”

“Yukino-kun!”

I was in a good mood because it had been a while since I’d seen him.

“Sarara-sama, this is Enjou-sama’s younger brother, Yukino-kun!” I proudly introduced him.

“Gokigen’yoh, Yukino-san. I am Nouzen Sarara.”

“I’m Enjou Yukino. It’s nice to meet you.”

His smile was so cute!

“You aren’t going to dance, Reika-oneesan?” he asked as he watched his own brother dancing.

“Unfortunately I have no partner.”

After staring blankly at me for a moment, he burst into a bright smile.

“Then please dance with me!”

Ehhhhhhhhhh!?

“Ah, but…”

“Am I not good enough?”

Guh… Don’t look sad!

“…Then, if you are fine with me, shall I accompany you for a song?”

Yukino-kun immediately beamed, before taking my hand.

“Please!”

Sarara-sama saw us off as the two of us joined the dancers.


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Turf War – Chapter 21

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Chapter 21 – “Ordering the Fiend’s liquidation – I’ve found my resolve.”

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

“Thank you for coming.”

Edim and Or entered the room and knelt before me like retainers. It was like knights in the presence of a king.

It was a game to them, yes, but they still treated me like their master, and behaved with loyalty. Sometimes I’d go with the flow and order them to do this or that, but never would I have imagined that I’d be ordering a murder.

The target might have been an inhuman villain, but perhaps they’d look down on me for resorting to murder. Maybe we couldn’t go back to being friends after this. But this was all I could do to protect Timu. If the state wasn’t moving to stop him, then I had to stop him myself.

There was no option except his assassination. Would it even work? He was a living legend. Legendary for his evil, but also legendary for his power. Stories about his prowess in combat were innumerable.

A famous magical scholar once said this about the Fiend.

‘Of all the humans, who, you ask, was capable of the most efficient and destructive magic?

Was it Ven Vete, who defeated an army of a thousand on his own…?

Was it Schuement, known as the invincible general…?

Or perhaps it Miyamu Sashi, undefeated in his lifetime…?

I do not boast of knowing every human in history, but of the ones I do know the most fitting answer to the question is one man.

Sam Gordon.’

There were plenty of other accounts too, like how ‘Sam Gordon’s power can’t be described’ or ‘There isn’t a bit of waste in Sam Gordon’s spells’.

Huh. Thinking about it, was I getting Edim and Or involved in a fruitless battle?

…No, no, it’s fine, it’s fine.

Or’s family was rich and powerful enough to create this underground empire. And Edim was a vampire. Her power was beyond any normal adventurer. With the two of them cooperating it was definitely possible to kill the Fiend tonight.

“Tilea-sama…?” asked Edim in confusion.

Oh, oops. She must have been confused because I had been silent all this time.

“U-Umm… the truth is…”

“Yes?”

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

I had lost my resolve. The two of them were just looking at me so innocently that I couldn’t. They totally trusted me. How could I ask companions who trusted me so deeply to do something like murder.

“Tilea-sama, is something the matter?” asked Edim.

“Ah, umm… I had a favour to ask, but I just can’t…”

“Tilea-sama, please don’t feel hesitant. Order anything you wish of us.”

“It is as Edim says,” agreed Ortissio, “I may lack skill, but I will give my all in your service, Tilea-sama.”

So they said, but…

Was it really okay to take them up on this? I really didn’t want such good people involved in this. Not Or, and especially not Edim. Edim had already suffered so much. After finally being able to live a normal life, was I going to ask her to jump back into the world of violence…?

No, I had to hide this from them…

But, no, but then Timu and I were in danger. It had to be these two if I wanted to save Timu.

Uuu, what was I going to do? While I was agonising over my dilemma…

“Edim. It looks like it’s time,” Or said with a subdued expression.

“Eh? What do you mean?” asked Edim.

“A sudden summons. And what’s more, strict orders to keep this a secret from everybody else.”

“Now that you mention it, that’s true. I was ordered in particular to keep this from Camilla-sama.”

“Indeed. And even after that, Tilea-sama hesitates. There is only one order this could be.”

Ohh! Or, have you awakened to telepathy or something?

How could he have guessed…

“Ortissio-sama, what order has Tilea-sama been hesitating to give?”

“There could only be one. The liquidation of Camilla-sama.”

“”Haah?“” screeched Edim and I.

What the hell was this guy smoking? Had he finally gone nuts?

“T-That can’t be… Why would Tilea-sama order Camilla-sama’s liquidation!”

“Edim, in the long run there can only be one leader of the Evil God Army. At present Camilla-sama’s authority is too large, and undermines Tilea-sama’s.”

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

“Enough, Edim! Uuu, I-I don’t want to either…”

“So let’s…”

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

Mmmn. I knew Or was an idiot, but to actually be this much of one…

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

“Hiii! M-My deepest apologies.”

“Geez~ As if I could ever hurt Timu! Honestly, you were being so ridiculous I was speechless.”

“Then Tilea-sama, are we not going to be erasing Camilla-sama?”

“Of course not! That’s too much to even joke about.”

“T-Then, what might our mission be? Everything was so hush-hush so I had thought for certain that…”

Or seemed really embarrassed. For certain that, what? Apparently he had misunderstood entirely. Geez, this had really done a number on my mood.

“Hahh, it’s not Timu. The reason I called for only you two is because there’s something I want from just the two of you.”

“I see. What a relief.”

“What a- …What I’m going to ask of you will make you criminals――”

And not just the type of criminals who end up in jail.

Considering it was a wanted man and a vampire, the consequences for being caught were enormous. I needed them to understand this.

“Ahem, what I’m asking of you might even lead to your deaths, you know.”

The two of them stared blankly. I must have startled them. Apparently they really hadn’t expected this.

I wasn’t surprised. Anybody would be afraid of losing their lives.

“U-Um, Tilea-sama, so it’s just a dangerous mission then?”

“It is. And what do you mean ‘just a dangerous mission’? It sounds like you’re making light of this but there’s only a five percent chance of survival, you know.”

“Hu hu hu.”

“W-, What’s the matter, Or? You suddenly started laughing.”

Had he gone mad from the fear?

“Tilea-sama, I have been waiting for this very moment. I, lowly Ortissio, will not hesitate to die for you. Please grant me this mission, Tilea-sama.”

Aaahh~ I should have known. Any chuunibyou would get fired up by the words ‘dangerous mission’. This was for real though. It was actually really dangerous. I had to teach this idiot reality or else.

“Or, you don’t seem to have understood the seriousness of this, so let me teach you.”

“As you will.”

“Do you know who Sam Gordon, the Fiend is?”

“N-, No, I do not.”

“I see. Then let me talk about him first.”

“U-, Um, Tilea-sama,” interrupted Edim with a raised hand, “I was actually thinking of bringing up Sam Gordon as the agenda for our next War Council.”

“So you know the Fiend, Edim?”

“Yes. I was originally a human so Sam Gordon was famous in my circles.”

“Then you know that right now Sam Gordon is in the Capital, doing unbelievable things, right?”

“Yes. Gordon foolishly encroached on the territory of the Evil God Army. I found it hard to stand as well. I had considered eliminating him but decided it was better to discuss it at the War Council first.”

I see. So Edim’s vampire network had already informed her about what he had done. And she couldn’t bear to stand by either. That’s why she thought of doing something about it, and wanted the advice of the War Council; in other words, Dryas-kun and the others.

Edim was such a kind girl. But bringing it up with the War Council would alert Timu as well. As long as we had no options except killing him, it was better to limit the number of people involved.

In other words the War Council was out of the question. Or, Edim, I’m sorry for this.

Of course, I couldn’t just sit back and have these two do all of the dirty work while staying uninvolved myself. I would only slow them down so I couldn’t come along with them, but I could at least be a conspirator in the murder.

After gathering my resolve, I gazed at the two of them.

“Edim, Or, listen carefully.”

“”Yes.””

“By ‘dangerous mission’, what I want the two of you to do is assassinate Sam Gordon.”

Again, I was met with blank stares. This time they really did seem bewildered. Even if he was atrocious, I was still talking about a murder…

Were they disgusted with me?

But, but, I really had no choice here. I decided to explain the circumstances――

“U-, Um, Tilea-sama,” asked Edim.

“W-, What is it?”

“In other words, the missions is just to erase Sam Gordon?”

“Yes, that’s right.

“U-Um, please wait a moment. That isn’t really dangerous at all. Actually, you could call it simple even…”

Apparently Edim had no compunctions about murder. Then again it was the Fiend after all. Maybe the Fiend had done even worse things than I knew, and Edim heard about it from her vampire kin. Could it be that she had planned on suggesting murder at the War Council too?

Anyway, I’d worry about the ethics later. For now the problem was whether or not she could really assassinate the Fiend. Why was she so confident? Even if she had the power of a vampire he was still the legendary Fiend.

“Edim, I know that since gaining the power of a vampire you can enter Super Edim mode. But this is still the Fiend.”

“Yes. But he’s just a human.”

“W-, Well, he is but… The Fiend is a first-rate mage. And the Fiend knows that he has enemies everywhere, so she’s fortified himself in his manor. The defence stats of his manor are definitely insane. And he’s hired a huge number of mercenaries so you’ll be outnumbered too.”

“Tilea-sama, the number of mercenaries is at best a few hundred. There is nothing to fear.”

Edim’s confidence was still unshaken.

W-, Why was she so sure that…

Gasp! Was she going to fight with her kin?

S-, She couldn’t. Bringing in everybody like that would increase the casualty count too much. Ah, but if Edim’s life was in danger then maybe it couldn’t be helped.

“Edim, are you planning on bringing your kin to battle as well?”

“No, if I brought everybody it would attract too much attention. And I would probably lose a large number of them. It isn’t an issue. I’ll sneak in and take his head.”

“Can you really do it?”

“Yes, I have confidence. And with Ortissio-sama’s support we already have an excess in offensive ability.”

“It is as Edim says, Tilea-sama. With my Second Division handling support, not one of them will escape.”

Edim was this confident even without her vampires. But relying on her was all I could do. I just had to trust that she knew what she was doing.

And Or was filled with confidence too. When it came to him though, it was just the empty words of a chuunibyou. Actually, I was starting to feel nervous about relying on him. Having his family as help was really appealing though. I couldn’t imagine that we could do this without political support.

“Edim, Or, I understand. I’ll believe in you two. I’m sorry for asking this of you, but please come back safely!”

“”Milady! We will return with Gordon’s head!””

“And Or, please thank your parents for me.”

“Hahh, and by parents you mean Mami――”

Haahn?

“Hiii! N-Nothing. Yes, I’ll thank them.”

Phew, Or was about to talk about Mamira again. Even at a time like this he was still acting like a chuunibyou. Would things really work out?


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Reika-sama – 141

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Would like to remind you of Matsuo Bashou who I first introduced to you in Chapter 58. He’s written a number of famous poems on cicadas, for example:

yagate shinu
keshiki wa miezu
semi no koe

The cry of the cicada
Gives us no sign
That presently it will die.
~ translated by William George Aston

shizukasa ya
iwa ni shimiiru
semi no koe

Such stillness――
The cries of the cicadas
Sink into the rocks.
~ translated by Donald Keen


Hi guys! Final note before we get into the chapter, just a heads up to anybody who used to follow our Tashinami scanlations that Komorebi bugged me into getting things running again, so expect fortnightly releases.

Chapter 12 came out about a week ago, and translations/redrawing/cleaning is complete for Chapter 13, so expect it soon.

I suppose you have Komorebi to thank for all this.


It was a bit of a shame that the firefly only had the lifespan of a week. I couldn’t bring myself to have it spend the rest of its life in a cage so I decided to let it out in the Zui’ran Forest. To be honest I had actually wanted to show it to Mao-chan. Ah well, I was sure there would be another opportunity.

Anyhow, that was how I found myself at school during the summer holiday. I opened the cage and I thought it was going to fly away, but it just landed on a nearby bit of grass and stopped moving.

…Don’t tell me it was it dying already!?

I picked up a stick and poked at it only for it to fly off and land on another blade of grass. Apparently it wasn’t dying, it was just taking a rest. Die well, firefly!

I left the forest after cheering it on in my heart.

*

*

Places with vegetation really were cooler, it seems. The moment I left the forest I was assaulted by a wave of heat. Shielded from the glare by my parasol I lightly jogged for the school building. Those athletics clubs members really impressed me with how they trained in this heat. I hoped they watched out for heat stroke.

After entering the school I was cooling down in the hallway when Class Rep and Iwamuro-kun came along.

“Oh? Kisshouin-san, you’re here today?” Class Rep asked.

“I had an errand. Are the two of you here for the remedial?”

“Mhm.”

The school ran remedial classes for those who were interested. Unlike my time in middle school where I was going because of my grades dropping, these remedials were special classes for those willing to study more.

“I recall that you said Honda-san would be taking them as well?” I asked quietly.

After checking that nobody was around, Class Rep happily affirmed nodded.

“We’re even in the same class. Since Iwamuro-kun is in the class class too, together with Nonose-san, the four of us are studying together.”

“My.”

It looks like the remedials are working out for you after all, Class Rep. Aren’t you making a lot of progress this summer?

“They came over and commented that the two of us seemed close with you, Kisshouin-san. Somehow it all feels like it’s thanks to you.”

Ohh? Thanks to me, is it? I didn’t actually do anything though.

“If I was of at least some help to you, then I am glad.”

“You’re my Love Guru. And Iwamuro-kun as well. The two of us get along strangely well. Right, Iwamuro-kun?”

“Guess we do.”

“I see,” I said, “I had always thought you two would.”

At first glance, Iwamuro-kun and Class Rep didn’t seem to have any similarities at all, but in truth the two were both members of the Maidens Society.

At that moment, something flew in through the window and hit me in the back of the head.

“Oww!”

Eh!? What!? Did somebody throw a rock at me!? But I could feel something on my head.

Suddenly a piercing noise like an alarm clock came from the left side of my head. Eh!? This sound was…! Don’t tell me!

“Kisshouin-san, there’s a cicada on your head!”

“Aaaaah!”

I knew it!

I knew it! Gross! Scary! Noisy!

The noisy cicada on the side of my head continued to “sing”. I didn’t want to touch it, just from the size alone! Dragonflies might be one thing but not cicadas!

Having lost his cool as well, Class Rep reached out for my head but he stopped when the cicada threatened him with its wings. I was frantically shaking my head left and right as well but it wouldn’t let go. In fact I caught a glimpse of it during the process, which just gave me goosebumps. Gross! Scary! Noisy! Gyaaaah!

By now I had completely lost my mind and only cared about getting rid of it. I was shaking my head back and forth like a half-crazed rock star. Leggooo!

“Please hold still for a bit!” said Iwamuro-kun before adding, “Sorry if this hurts.”

Tall as he was, he reached around me and smacked the cicada off my head with the back of his hand!

“You did it, Iwamuro-kun! Kisshouin-san, it’s gone!”

“…Ueeh!?”

I was dizzy from all the shaking but I caught sight of the cicada on the ground, lying on its back.

Maybe the smack had rendered it unconscious or something, but after laying still for a while longer it go up and flew out the window.

“Are you okay, Kisshouin-san?” asked Iwamuro-kun.

“You don’t look well. Shall we go to the nurse’s office?” asked Class Rep.

“Thank you, you two. Sorry for panicking and scaring you…”

The cicada had scared me so much that I had been screaming without thinking. I’ll never be good enough to understand how Bashou-sensei can find that noise poetic… Aah, that really scared me.

“Ah! Kisshouin-san, there’s a broken cicada leg in your…”

Gyaaaaaaaaaaaaahgh!

*

*

After the nightmare with the cicada I immediately booked a shampoo at my hair salon for right after. I didn’t explain to them why. I just asked them to give my hair a thorough washing.

After Iwamuro-kun and Class Rep got rid of the leg for me I had them make sure nothing else was weird about my hair, and asked them to keep the whole thing a secret.

“In Southern France they say that a cicada is good luck. I bet something great is going to happen!” they said to cheer me up. Do you really think so?

Then while Class Rep continued checking my hair, Iwamuro-kun said,

“If you find a reversed curl, there might be good luck for your too,” causing Class Rep to search more fervently.

Apparently he even found one. Good for him…

*

A few days later I visited Sakura-chan’s house for the first time in a while. Since it was summer I brought her ice cream from a chocolate chain famous around the world. The strawberry flavour was rich and delicious! And the chocolate chips inside were great too!

The two of us were hanging in her room and just enjoying our ice cream as we told each other about how we were doing.

“Is Akizawa-kun not here today? Oh, club activities?”

“Yeah. Training camp, and practice matches, he’s just been really busy. And he’s got a summer class at cram school too. Even though it’s summer break I don’t have much time with him.”

“I see~”

“And speaking of Track Club! Hey, do you know that 1st year who became the manager for the club?”

“Eh? Nope. I didn’t even know our track club even had a manager.”

“You do. You need to pay attention to that girl for me. Managers have ulterior motives. They always do.”

“Uwah, what the heck is this bias.”

“Think about it. At an all-girls school like mine none of the athletics clubs have managers. At Zui’ran the Track Club for both the boys and the girls shares the same Manager position, but pretty much all the girls who take it act as the Manager for the boys’ athletics clubs. Nobody’s even heard of a girl doing it because she just loves the sport. I need to go cheer for Takumi at their next meet to stop this girl. I can’t wait for the next School Festival.”

“Ah well, give it your all~”

Sakura-chan’s Akizawa-kun-defences were rock solid as always.

“You don’t seem to care at all. Well, whatever. How about you, Reika? Anything happen recently?”

“Hmm~ Not really? Oh, I guess Maihama-san picked a few fights with me.”

“Maihama? Did she do something to you?”

“Not really. At worst she badmouthed me a little, or started a row with me. For some reason she sees me a rival for Zui’ran Emperor.”

“Oh. Speaking of which, a little while ago I happened to overhear her talking about some girls at Zui’ran being eyesores and loitering around the Emperor. Don’t tell me she was talking about you?”

“Huh? I don’t recall ever loitering around the Emperor, but…”

But that probably was me she was talking about. I mean, considering the way she glared at me…

“So what’s this about Maihama-san being the Queen of Yurinomiya?”

“She just pretends to be one. She doesn’t have the ability.”

“I see~”

“Are you really okay, though? If she gets too bad I’ll help.”

“Thanks, Sakura-chan. But it’s totally fine. I mean, sorry to her, but I’ve never found her scary. Like at all. I do find her annoying though.”

“That’s fine then.”

But Maihama-san, huh~ Kaburagi doesn’t seem to be interested at all, but I guess he can’t reject her too harshly thanks to Yurie-sama. Whatever happened to Yurie-sama. She wasn’t there at the firefly-catching party, and I never heard anything about her.

I wondered how things between her and Kaburagi turned out. Was Kaburagi over it yet?

He hadn’t made any progress with Wakaba-chan yet. He wasn’t going to have one more relapse into Yurie-sama was he? But then Yurie-sama was slated to go to America after she graduated from university. Hmmm…

Ah well, not like other people’s romances were anything to do with me… Tomorrow I needed to go to the library again. Sometimes I’d sit next to him and have delusions in my mind about being a high schooler couple.

This summer I had, without even realising, become a fine stalker in the making.


“I was shaking my head back and forth like a half-crazed rock star.”
was literally,
“I was shaking my head back and forth like I was performing the Renjishi.”

The Renjishi is a kabuki ‘lion dance’.


“Since it was summer I brought her ice cream from a chocolate chain famous around the world. The strawberry flavour was rich and delicious! And the chocolate chips inside were great too!”

I figure it was inspired by this.


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Reika-sama – 140

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Mushi mezuru himegimi, or The Lady who Loved Insects (虫めづる姫君), is the twelfth-century Japanese tale of one who defies social convention and breaches the decorum expected of a Heian court lady.

The protagonist befriends insects, names her attendants after them, and engages in poetic exchanges involving furry caterpillars, leading to laughter on the part of others. Portrayed as even more eccentric is her disregard for her physical appearance: she leaves her hair untrimmed; has unplucked eyebrows; neglects to blacken her teeth; and allows herself to be seen by men.

Donald Keene has suggested that, while the reader may be attracted by her independence of mind, the author was probably trying to satirize those with eccentric behaviour and unconventional tastes
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Lady_who_Loved_Insects


“Gokigen’yoh, Enjou-sama, Reika-sama.”

The President and her followers greeted us as they came our way.

“The fireflies are splendid, aren’t they? It truly transports you to another world,” murmured the President as she gazed out over the garden.

I couldn’t help but give a self-depreciating comment.

“It would be nice if they flew a little closer though…”

I heard Enjou stifle a laugh in the background. Stop laughing! We still haven’t established whose fault this was!

“Perhaps. But who is to say that the loveliest view isn’t from here?”

As expected of the President. What a great way of putting things!

“Kisshouin-san,” said Enjou, “If you really wanted to see them up close, shall I go catch one for you?”

“…Just the thought is enough, Enjou-sama.”

Your eyes are totally laughing at me, Enjou. Who knew he was so easily amused.

I heard people laughing melodiously from Maihama-san’s direction. Surrounding Kaburagi, and Maihama-san next to him, were countless fireflies floating about.

“Look, Masaya-sama! The fireflies are…!” she exclaimed proudly, trying to stress that it was like the two of them were being blessed as a couple.

Why were all the fireflies gathering around such a noisy person? Had she prepared some kind of bug attractant?

In contrast to her high spirits, Kaburagi seemed expressionless and gloomy. Being popular had its own troubles, didn’t it.

“The young miss besides Kaburagi-sama… Maihama-san, was it? From Yurinomiya…”

The President’s gaze turned sharp.

“Yes, Youko-sama. She has intruded on our school a few times.”

“Some of the students at Yurinomiya called her the Queen.”

The words of the Pivoine member shocked me. The Queen of Yurinomiya!? I had thought she was some small fry but she was ruling as the Queen of Yurinomiya!?

“Goodness…” the President smiled sweetly.

Her eyes weren’t smiling at all.

They wouldn’t say anything rash with Enjou here, but I was already looking for a path to retreat.

But, tired of dealing with Maihama-san, Kaburagi suddenly spotted his best friend and came over.

“So here you were, Shuusuke.”

“Oh? Were you looking for me?”

“Kaburagi-sama, thank you very much for inviting us today,” thanked the President as our representative.

The rest of us began to follow suit. Kaburagi exchanged a few words with us before telling Enjou that he had something he wanted to talk about. He obviously just wanted to escape from Maihama-san.

“Let’s talk inside then,” agreed Enjou.

The two of them tried to leave but Maihama-san stubbornly followed after.

Or at least she tried, but Enjou gently rejected her.

“We just want to speak alone for a little bit, so do you think it would be possible to just give us a bit of time?”

“You won’t see these fireflies every night. Try and enjoy yourself,” added Kaburagi.

With that, this time they really did leave her to head inside. A splendid escape, Kaburagi.

Now that we had nobody we needed to watch our words around, the atmosphere exploded in tension. Maihama-san wasted no time in beginning her attack on me.

“Goodness, Reika-san. I saw you earlier. It must be so pitiful that even the fireflies won’t pay you attention. What a shame that you couldn’t become Tamakazura tonight.”

So she was listening that time with Mrs. Kaburagi… Maihama-san’s face as she glared at me was a sight to behold.

“My! Reika-sama is unlike a certain somebody who the fireflies pay any attention to. I must say, you reminded me less of Tamakazura, and more of the Lady who Loved Insects. For one thing those are quite the eyebrows you have,” retaliated the President before I got a word in.

“Hohoho,” laughed the other girls.

“The Lady who Loved Insects!? That’s quite a rude thing to say,” Maihama-san glared at the President.

The President smiled, unbothered.

“I suppose it might be. Perhaps we shall say that the insects were simply attracted to Kaburagi-sama’s brilliance instead. Watching the two of you made me think of a bug zapper. My, that’s a beautiful dress you have on. Let me guess, inspired by the Japanese Moon Moth?”

“Wha-…! Hmph! If I’m a moth, I suppose that makes you the carniverous plants trying to eat me. How scary! I’d better get Masaya-sama to protect me!”

“Hohoho, it’s a shame then that Masaya-sama won’t pay you attention at all.”

“Is that something you lot should be saying? Even though you’re in the same school, and some in the same year, no matter how much time passes you still seem to be just part of the crowd to him.”

Maihama-san had quite some guts to pick a fight with her…

From a distance it might have looked like two young girls chatting amicably, but in truth they were trying to kill each other verbally.

“Unfortunately for you, Reika-sama over here is close enough that Kaburagi-sama played a song on the piano for her. That Chopin piece was wonderful, Reika-sama.”

“Eh!? Ah, yes-!”

Uwah, you’re throwing me onto the frontlines too!? My hair was tied up to match my kimono though, so my offensive power is reduced by 20%, you know? And my sword is made of foam.

“Kaburagi-sama played the Fantasie Impromptu and the Minute Waltz for her. His rendition of the Turkish March was wonderful too.”

Ah! She casually added in the songs played for Mao-chan too!

“Oh…? I see. Then perhaps I should ask him to play me some piano as well.”

“Perhaps you should. Whether he’ll agree is a different matter, though.”

S-, Scary… The exit strategy! What’s the exit strategy!?

And even though it was all the President and Maihama-san talking, why was it that Maihama-san was staring venomously at me!?

Their battle continued for a while longer, until Maihama-san left.

The President gazed at her leaving.

“That girl is quite unrestrained in Yurinomiya, you know. Putting on the airs of a Queen and telling her followers to isolate those that she doesn’t like,” she commented, “Using a group of people to isolate a single girl. You can tell what kind of person she is just from that.”

“I feel sorry for the girls of Yurinomiya, to have people like those in charge.”

Eh… Is that something you girls can be saying?

‘One man’s fault is another man’s lesson.’

People in the past said really wise things, didn’t they.

I gazed at the fireflies in the garden and brought my thoughts elsewhere. It would have been nice to see them from closer.

Suddenly my arm felt itchy, and I realised a mosquito had bitten me. The fireflies avoided me, but the mosquitoes were okay? What was the meaning of this.

I wasn’t allowed to scratch it despite how itchy it was, so I used my nails to carve a cross on it. So itchy! I had better go to a dermatologist tomorrow.

“Protecting the members of the Pivoine is my duty as the President. Reika-sama, if anything happens with Maihama-san, come and tell me immediately. I’ll always be on your side.”

“Thank you very much…”

No matter what, I’d never tell her a thing. Just thinking about a battle between Zui’ran and Yurinomiya was scaring me.

“Uhuhu.”

“Hohoho.”

We laughed into the night.

*

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The next day Enjou had sent me a bug cage with a single firefly inside. During the day, the firefly was just some black bug.


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Arachne – 4

The Red Shoe


Arachne Tailor.

This is a tailor shop under the sole management of Shiori Arachne – me.

…Actually, I said ‘a tailor shop’, but it’s been turning into something more like an armor shop these days.

Well, the past Shiori living on Earth would never have imagined that she would one day be running a tailor or an armor shop, anyway.

So by that line of thinking, you can say that there isn’t much of a difference between selling clothes or selling armor…

Ah, I need to introduce myself, don’t I?

I, Arakura Shiori (24), was working at a florist in a city, when a runaway truck slammed into the store and killed me. After that, I happily reincarnated in Falyias, a fantasy world of swords and sorcery.

As a half-human half-spider monster called an Arachne.

…Well, I ran into a lot of trouble with that as one of the reasons, but now I’m making my living by running the aforementioned tailor shop in the town of Rihak.

Luckily, manipulating threads – the special skill of my race – is my forte, and turning into a human is also quite simple, so I haven’t had any problem living here.

The shop is doing well too.

…And so, today I continue to spin threads and weave cloths, just like every other day.

*rustles* *rustles*…

A new day, when the sun still hasn’t completely shown its face.

In the back of my shop, inside a workroom with ‘Outsiders Absolutely Not Allowed’ written on the door, I wound my thread between two poles.

The poles themselves are about as long and thick as a laundry pole, and both of their ends are tightly embedded in the wall.

And I have two of those poles. They are mounted on the walls of this room, like a pair of gymnastic uneven parallel bars.

…Before, I used to wind my threads between my two front legs, but I can’t make large sheets of fabric by using my legs like that.

Which is why I set up those poles in the workroom explicitly for that purpose. Now, I use them to wind my threads and make sheets of cloth.

That way, I can weave larger sheets, and further raise the quality of the fabric as well as make it smoother.

“Phew. That’s about it, I guess?”

After finishing the 20th sheet, I decided to stop here for now.

I’m using my thread as the material, after all. Since my own physical condition affects the quality of the thread, working too much is out of the question.

*Snap*. I cut off the flow of thread coming from my lower spider half and uses my knife-like claw to neatly cut the sheet of Arachne silk that has been perfectly woven between the two poles.

I carefully put the sheet onto a shelf and return to my human form.

If I keep using my spider form all the time, in the very rare case that someone sees me, there’s going to be a huge commotion.

Which is why I’m making this Arachne silk, the lifeblood of my shop, way early in the morning and in a room at the back of the shop, all hush-hush like.

“Nnnnn… Tuuurn into a human, tuuuuurn into a human… Mmmmm…”

When I close my eyes and focus on transforming, the skill [Human Transformation] activates.

*Sssssssshlup!* My enormous lower spider half shrinks and turns into two porcelain-white legs, while six of my eyes (I’m a spider, so I’ve got 8 eyes in total!), red and sparkling like rubies, also sink with a *plop* and disappear inside my forehead.

I intentionally made my dress loose enough to adequately cover my body down to my legs even when I turn into a human, so there’s never a moment when I’m indecently exposed. It’s a wonderful piece of clothing.

By the way, in human form, I look like a beautiful silver-haired 12-13 year old girl. Though I guess that just sounds like I’m praising myself.

Anyway, I still haven’t reached one in terms of my physical age, while mentally I’m 24 years old. My age is a bit of a mess, so I’d appreciate it if you can leave the subject be…

“Soooo, next is… dye 8 sheets black with Ravenfeather Ivies… dye 6 sheets light-purple with Horsetrap Violets… dye 4 sheets brown with juice taken from Mystic Persimmon fruits… and dye 2 sheets red with crushed Crimson Dragon scales.”

By the way, these dyes are all made from materials which can only be acquired in A~S rank danger zones.

These super high rank materials are so precious that if they’re gathered in any significant quantity, just one milk bottle filled with the stuff can be equivalent to one small gold coin, or about 5000 kram (around 500,000 Japanese yen).

However, their effects are truly worth the price. They can be used to add extra enchantments to clothing. For example, Ravenfeather Ivy’s effect is an increase in speed and dodging ability for the wearer. Clothes made with it are highly popular among front-line adventurers who focus on speed, such as thieves and rangers.

Similarly, Horsetrap Violets can raise one’s strength, while Mystic Persimmon juice can raise magical power.

And Crimson Dragon scales can–

“Go away, brat!”

“Aaah!!”

An angry shout, a scream, then a *thud*, like the sound of something hitting the ground.

The spell of silence of the early morning suddenly ended, just like that.

It wasn’t so loud that normal people can hear them from inside their houses, but I didn’t have any problems catching their voices. I’m still more or less a high-rank monster called an Arachne, after all.

Even my hearing is superb, far surpassing a normal human’s.

“My place is a high-class store serving nobles here! It ain’t somewhere a dirty urchin like you can approach!”

“I-I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”

I hurry outside my shop after hearing the voice, seemingly full of fear, of a young girl.

And there, in front of another store diagonally opposite my shop – Elrond Shoemaker, if I remember correctly – is Elrond, the owner, arrogantly standing as if he owns the whole town. The target of his glare is a young girl with her butt on the ground.

“What happened?”

I speak to Elrond while trying my best to remain calm.

Elrond is a black-haired middle-aged man, wearing some posh-looking clothes.

His high-class shoe store receives orders from even nobles, so Elrond himself wears quite the gaudy sort of clothing, far from being something you’d imagine a craftsman to wear.

…Well, whether or not such clothes suit that huge bear with a beer belly is another story, though.

“Haaahhh?! Don’t stick your nose where it doesn’t belong, kid… Wait, you’re that Arachne Tailor’s… Yeah, you don’t need to worry. This homeless brat was just about to touch my merchandise with her dirty hands, so I’m just doing a bit of educating.”

In fact, my shop not only receives orders from nobles, but even from royalties and S-rank adventurers, so I’m currently standing on top of the craftsmen’s hierarchy.

He knows that if he carelessly angers me, there’s no knowing what sort of complaints I’ll be sending to the big-shots… Well, it’s not like I’m going to do that, though.

“N… No… I was just looking… I wasn’t thinking of touching them…”

The girl refuted while still sitting on the ground. Elrond’s face turns tomato-red, and his foot connects with her body.

“Like hell I can trust you! You’re going to filch and sell off the merchandise I put near the counter anyway, aren’t you?!”

*cough*… No… I’m not…”

“That’s enough, isn’t it? You’re going too far.”

“Ain’t got nothing to do with you! If I leave them alone, they’re just going to come back even worse the next day! Gotta make sure they don’t… Wha?!”

In the middle of his persistent kicking, Elrond’s legs suddenly stop in the air.

“That’s right, that’s right. Like people say, all things in moderation. Thank you for your understanding.”

“Eh?… Wait, hey, why are my legs… I can’t move?!”

“Oh my? Maybe it’s because you haven’t used those muscles for a long time, and they got cramped up?”

“C-Cramps? Really? Fuck… Come on, move…”

Taking my words for the truth, Elrond sits on the ground and furiously massages his immobile legs.

Obviously, there’s no cramping involved here.

He simply got tied to the shop’s pillar by my extremely thin spider threads.

The threads are so small you normally can’t see them unless you really focus your eyes. Furthermore, they’re stronger than steel wires.

Elrond won’t be able to get them off no matter how much he tries… Well, I set those threads to automatically release him 3 hours later, so he’ll just have to endure until then.

I brought the girl back to my own shop to treat her bruises and bleeding nose and the like. Her injuries were rather severe.

Even now, she’s still dizzy and not entirely conscious. I sit her down on a chair and take off her clothes to check her injuries.

Her shirt and pants are pretty much just rags now, and she doesn’t seem to be even wearing underwear, so I quietly extend my claws and snappily cut open her clothes.

Because it’s just troublesome to take them off one by one.

“Hah?! Eh?! Nooo!!”

Right when I just finished removing her shirt and was continuing to her bottom, light finally returned to her eyes, and she crouched down and covered her chest with both arms. She seemed to have realized what’s going on.

“Come on, don’t make such a fuss. I’m just looking at your wounds… and treating them, that’s all!”

“T-Treatment? Ah, but this is my only good set of clothes…”

“Heehee, just where do you think you are?! I’ve got more clothes than you can shake a stick at! Come now, just be obedient and stay still ♪”

“Hyaaaaaaa?!”

In no time at all, I cut off her pants, leaving the halfway-panicking girl naked.

“Ah, uuuuu…”

“All right, first is disinfection. [Light, cleanse my body]Clean Body.

The light shining from my hand gently envelops the girl’s body and cleans off all the dirt.

This is one type of magic used in daily life. It can wipe the dirt off your skin.

“There we go. You’re actually injured all over the place, you just couldn’t see it before because of the dirt and grime. I’ll bandage you up, so just sit still and stop looking so embarrassed.”

Once more, I make her sit on the chair and start bandaging her.

“S-Sorry… it kind of feels really nice to the touch, these bandages.”

“Of course they are, they’re made from Arachne silk.”

“A-Arachne silk!! Isn’t it that super-high rank material made from a spider monster’s threads?!”

“Mmm, I don’t know about it being super-high rank or anything, but it IS Arachne silk. What about it?”

I made these bandages beforehand with my threads, so it’s pretty much free, though.

“S-Sorry! I’m really sorry! Please don’t waste your precious materials on me, I-I don’t have anything to pay for the treatment cost…”

“Doooon’t worry about it. It’s just something I made from leftover cloth.”

Despite the girl’s excessive hesitation, I force her to sit still and continue to wrap my silk bandages around her wounds.

Actually, this kind of bandages can help heal wounds better than normal cloth bandages.

Maybe it’s because it’s made from organic matter, similar to how an egg’s membrane can be used to dress wounds…?

Anyway, after her body is almost completely covered in bandages (aside from the wounds inflicted by Elrond, she also has a lot of scratch wounds all over the places), as the finishing touch, I secretly cast [Spirit Enchantment].

[Spirit Enchantment] isn’t considered healing magic, but it can help make wounds heal extremely fast. With injuries like these, she just needed to sleep for a whole day and her body should be just like new again.

After the treatment is finished, I can finally relax, so I’ve decided to ask her about her situation.

When I introduce myself as the owner of this Arachne Tailor, she seems surprised for a moment, but then quickly pulls her knees together, gives me a bow, and politely give her thanks for the medical care.

Her conduct is quite elegant, her every single movement beautiful.

“I apologize for my belated gratitude and introduction. My name is Elisyne von Astrade.”

What a surprise. It seems she used to be the daughter of a baron.

Now that she mentioned it, she does seem to have a certain graceful air about her once I’m done cleaning her up.

She has straight, flowing golden hair, deep green eyes, white skin, and soft fingers. And her proportions also aren’t half bad.

In fact, I would say that over 90 out of 100 people would consider her cute.

When I ask her about the reason why the daughter of a baron was in such dire straits, she hangs her head and begins to tell her story in a halting voice.

Apparently, generation after generation, her house had been doing well thanks to their military contributions. However, not long ago, her father was severely injured in a battle with magical beasts

His treatment costed a lot of money, but since her house was just a simple family of warriors in the first place, they didn’t have much in their savings.

In the end, the only choice they had left was to sell off everything to pay for the treatment.

Yet it was to no avail, and in the end, her father still wasn’t saved. The only thing that remained was their debt.

Her mother also fell ill, possibly because of fatigue due to nursing her husband, and it didn’t take long for her to also join him.

Elisyne’s mansion, the only thing she had left, was also mortgaged a long time ago. Day after day, loan collectors kept on haunting her. “Sell your body!”, they said.

Finally, she ran away from home. It’s the third day since she’s been living on the streets.

While she was just wandering around aimlessly with no way to sate her empty stomach, she passed in front of that shoemaker, and a pair of red shoes caught her eyes.

Once upon a time, she used to pester her father to buy that pair for her, so that she could wear them to her debut in high society. It was a promise between the two of them…

When she unconsciously stopped and stared at the pair of shoes, that Elrond mistakenly thought her to be a thief and turned to violence. That was what happened.

*sniff* *sniff*…

“Wha… Miss owner! Why are you crying?!”

“I mean… *sniff*… who wouldn’t… after hearing that story… *FFFFHHRRRRPPP!*

Because of that tearful story, a lot of different fluids came out. I used a handkerchief made from Arachne silk to wipe my face.

Sorry about that. Probably because I’m mentally a Japanese person, I’m weak to emotional dramas.

“Hehe… Miss shopkeeper, you’re weird.”

*sniffs*… By the way, what about that social salon where you planned on making your debut?”

“Ah, that occasion is for introducing the margrave’s grandchild to the world… It’ll be in 5 days. I’m still allowed to attend, even if my seat is the least prestigious at the table, but…”

No chance for that now, she mutters in sadness.

And that was when my desire to poke my nose in other people’s business flares up.

“No, don’t give up! It must have been some sort of fate for us to be acquainted with each other… You will have your debut in high society!”

“Eeeh?! No, impossible impossible! I-I don’t have any clothes or even shoes! I don’t even have the money to get a carriage!”

“No problem! Just leave everything to your big sister here!”

“B-Big sister…? But miss shopkeeper is younger than me, right…?”

“Don’t sweat the small stuff!”

“I’m telling you, I don’t have the money to pay even if you prepare the clothes for me!”

“It’s a rental, a rental! It’s enough if you just buy something from me once you’ve got the money!”

“B-But…”

“Yeeeees, miss customer, the measurement room is thiiiiis way!”

I toss Elisyne into the room used for taking measurements.

Hahahah, time to unleash my full power!

I shall use everything I’ve got to make you the best outfit ever!

“First off, selecting only the best Arachne silk! I’ll make everything with that!”

“Everything?! Everything made with Arachne silk?!”

“Everything! And for the occasion, let’s go for hardened Arachne silk for the shoes, too!”

“Aaaaahh…”

“And use red as the theme for both the shoes and dress… Let’s use crushed Crimson Dragon scales as the dye.”

“C-Crimson Dragon… That’s an S-rank magical beast…”

“I went and fought some the other day, so I’m not lacking in scales. No problem.”

“You bought some… You fought some?!”

“Next, we’ll make use of Aqua Roses taken from the Crystal Valley for the brooch. And use some Holy Emeralds all around the dress and on the shoe clasps.”

“W-Wait… Waaaaaaaiiiiit!!!”

“And it’s gotta be the God Bird Lemire’s feathers for the hair ornament! Next, carve some dragon pearls from a True Dragon to make a necklace…”

Around the time when I begin to enter my serious, no-nonsense mode, Elisyne’s consciousness left home without leaving even a note.

…Eh, whatever. I’m done with her measurements anyway.

5 days later.

After using all my skills to deck her out, Elisyne became so beautiful she’s almost shining.

Her skin has also regained its luster ever since I began to feed her plenty of food.

And it seems like Elisyne has finally gotten used to the situation. She doesn’t faint whenever she wears the dress anymore.

Phew, good work, me…

“Next is the carriage, is it… Yeah, this is out of my area of expertise, even for me, so we’ll have to manage with a rental carriage…”

“Sorry, miss shopkeeper, for having you do everything for me…”

“Ah, but don’t worry! Instead of the horse, I’ll ask my friend to pull the carriage for you!”

“F-Friend…?”

I ignore Elisyne’s question and take out a summoning stone from my pocket.

“Come, Unico!”

*Puff!* Smoke rises from the stone, and a silhouette appears inside…

“U-Unicorn… The holy beast Unicorn?!”

A shining, platinum-white horse. One single horn shaped in a spiral.

The legendary ‘Guardian of Virgins’, the Unicorn.

Legend has it that this gentleman with a hardcore bestiality + loli fetish only allows unsullied maidens to ride on his back.

After meeting him in the Forest of Spirits while I was gathering materials, he decided to serve me as a summoned beast.

According to him, “A beautiful young girl of a different species, that’s super-duper hot! Shit, man, ain’t nothin’ better than becoming a slave to a little girl!”

Add ‘masochist’ to that list of fetishes. Damn it.

“Cooooorrect! He’s a Unicorn, his name is Unico! If you sit on the carriage with him pulling, it’s pretty much the same as having a Certificate of Pure Maidenhood! For when you go marriage huntingto the salon, there’s no wingman more reliable than him.”

“T-The holy beast himself… I’m not worthyyyyy…”

No, I’m telling you, he’s just a perverted gentleman. He likes being whipped by cute young girls and slaving for them.

“Ah, perhaps you already have some experience? No problem! As long as you don’t sit on him directly, it’s all OK!”

“N-No! Nothing like that!!”

Elisyne’s cheeks go bright red. Fufufuu, she’s so cute.

“Well, with how you are right now, all the noble youngsters are totally going to trip over themselves to propose to you! Go grab the best one, girl!”

“T-That wasn’t… my intention… but well, you did all this for me, so I might as well go and… have some fun.”

“Yes, yes, take care! Bye!”

I send Elisyne off as she gently waves her hand from the carriage window, and smile from the satisfaction of a job well done.

To be honest, as she is right now, Elisyne should be able to get any partner she wants.

And if you ask why, it’s because the Crimson Dragon’s scales that I used in her dress and shoes has the enchantment effect of [Charm].

Of course, I understand that the effect only helps to grant her an opportunity.

But no matter what sort of opportunity it is, once the two of them get to know each other, her partner will surely discover the hidden Elisyne that is far more charming than her outward beauty, so I don’t think there will be a problem.

And then… Around three months later.

The news that this country’s crown prince went head over heels for a low-rank noble girl, and that they went for a lightning fast wedding, also reached my ears.

And another year after that.

She, together with the prince, brought along their newborn baby and visited my store.

As promised, they came to purchase baby clothes.

Of course, just like last time, I released all my limiters and made them the most protective baby clothes ever.


Author’s note:

First the demon king, next the hero, and now even the unicorn…

Next up are the details on Elisyne’s final equipment:

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Crimson Flame Dress

Defense +60

Magic Defense +99

Fire Resistance +90%

Basic Stat Charm +3

When worn, the wearer will grow heatless flame wings as a visual effect.

Crimson Spider Shoes

Defense +15

Magic Defense +30

Fainting, Paralyze, Bind Resistance +90%

Basic Stat SPD +1, Charm +2

When worn, the wearer will be granted a large bonus to the success rate of dancing.

Aqua Rose Brooch

Water Resistance +50%

Basic Stat MID +2

Constant detoxification effect

Can create a relaxing aroma affecting everyone in a 3 meter radius.

God Bird Tiara

Defense +25

Magic Defense +30

Complete immunity to all mental status effects.

When worn, will automatically revives the wearer once. (Require 10 days to recharge after each use)

Dragon Choker

Basic Stat VIT +2, STR +2

Complete immunity to critical hits and one-hit kills.

Dragon Breath Resistance +30%

…Yeah, you can use this set of equipment to go fight the Demon King, no problem…


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On the last day of Mao-chan’s stay with us, we were taking her to the aquarium. The place we chose was the Hakkeijima Sea Paradise.

The aquarium in the Hakkeijima Sea Paradise contains over 500 different varieties of fish with more than 100,000 sea creatures in all. It is one of the largest Aquariums in Japan.

“A romantic play-island!” was the catchphrase for the place, which felt like it was picking a fight with me. As the Chief of the Forever Alone Village, I wasn’t exactly happy about it.

Mao-chan had a man in Yuuri-kun. When I met them at the summer party last year I had noted to myself how heartwarming it was to watch the two of them, but you know, sometimes I was just a liiittle jealous of them.

But the real problem was Ririna. Ririna. That incredibly spoilt and wilful girl. But last night one thing led to another and Ririna casually dropped the massive bombshell that a number of boys had already confessed to her. It was like my entire world-view had been turned on its head. Shock! Ririna had been confessed to!? And more than once!?

A mindblowing reveal from the girl I had under-evaluated as being a fellow loner in romance.

It had been so shocking that I was flustered and didn’t know what to say when Ririna looked at me strangely and put the nail in my coffin.

“What? By the time we’re in high school, pretty much everyone’s been confessed to once or twice, right?”

Noooo! Not right! Nobody’s confessed to me even onceee! Even if you add in my past life, not even onceee!

Whether in studies or in romance, Ririna had crushed me in every contest──

*

She was just a Ririna! A Ririna!

Dark emotions seethed inside like volcanic fumes, but I put a lid on it and greeted Ririna and Mao-chan with a smile. Since Mao-chan asked for it, I began to brush her hair.

Mao-chan would be heading home after this so we loaded her bags into the car, and then it was off to the enemy island!
Being summer break and all, the aquarium was packed with people. If we weren’t careful we could get separated. The tiny Mao-chan in particular warranted special care. I decided to hold her hand.

“Mao-cha-”

“Mao, hold my hand so you don’t get lost.”

“Yes, Ririna-oneesama.”

The two held hands in comfortable companionship and then entered the aquarium without another thought. Leaving me behind.

…That was fine. I had Oniisama. Right, Oniisama? Oniisama, please stop playing with your phone and pay me attention.

Mao-chan’s favourite attraction had been the beluga whales. I on the other hand had always loved polar bears. Bears that were white. They were so cute, weren’t they. I had postage stamps of them too.

After last night’s games, Mao-chan had opened up to Oniisama. Today they were hitting it off, and she was calling him Takateru-niisama now. Having been demoted to ‘Ojisama’, I bet Ichinokura-san would be pretty devastated if he learnt that Oniisama had taken the ‘-niisama’ title…

The underwater glass tunnel with the dolphins had been nice.

We spent a while just watching the dolphins from there. Just the scenery made you forget about the heat outside. Still, white bears took the cake for me.

After enjoying every bit of the aquarium, we left for downtown Yokohama as we discussed the idea of going to the aquariums in Osaka or Okinawa next time. Right now though, we were going to eat and shop.

“I invited somebody else with some free time today, so mind waiting a little bit?”

Somebody else? Gasp. Don’t tell me you’re introducing a girlfriend, Oniisama!

“Ah, see? Here he comes.”

Somebody was waving to us as they came down from the other end of the street.

“Imari-sama!?”

Wahh! It had been so long. Whao, that cool guy aura was amazing as always.

“Don’t just summon me out of the blue.”

“As if you were doing anything.”

Wow, you’re rude.”

After a bit of friendly verbal sparring, Imari-sama flashed us a friendly smile.

“It’s been a while, Reika-chan. And I don’t think I’ve met these two before. I’m Monozono Imari. For whatever reason, I’ve been friends with Takateru here since primary.”

“I’m Taka-niisama’s cousin, Kotou Ririna.”

“Nice to meet you! I’m Sawarabi Mao!”

“Nice to meet you,” he said as she shook hands with them both.

“Ah,” he said, “Something for the girls. Here. Salt and butter. Great for warding off heatstroke, you know?”

What he handed us were nice caramel sweets from a French store well known for it. They were over 150 Yen each. I expected no less from Imari-sama. I tried one of the red-wrapped caramels and a fruity flavour spread through my mouth. Yummy!

“Won’t they melt in this heat?” asked Oniisama.

“We’ll try not to walk outside then. I hate the heat,” Imari-sama replied.

Imari-sama guided us into a shopping centre. I thought it might be boring for him to wait while us girls shopped, but instead he played along with a smile, mentioning that something suited us, or that we looked cute in something else.

When we went up the escalators he even casually took Mao-chan’s hand, who ended up completely entranced by him. It’s terrible, Yuuri-kun! You’ve even got rivals here!

When we went accessory shopping I found this lovely glass hair ornament that chimed when you move your head.

“Wah! Those are so magical,” exclaimed Mao-chan as she looked at them.

They came in different colours too, so Imari-san asked which she liked.

“You two are fond of this one? In that case I’ll make them a commemoration present for all three of you.”

Ehhh!?

At first we tried to refuse, but Imari-sama’s tongue was so smooth that we ended up obliging before we knew it. Mao-chan went with pink, I went with red, while Ririna went with blue. Imari-sama personally helped Mao-chan put hers on, so she was completely captivated by him. Uwawawa, but Imari-sama really was dreamy!

I was watching him when Ririna tugged on Mao-chan’s sleeve and brought her to a corner.

“That gentleman is dangerous, so you can’t fall in love with him,” she warned.

What on earth are you doing, Ririna.

Suddenly, I happened to hear Oniisama’s conversation with him from behind us.

“You know, if you keep doing stuff like this, somebody is going to end up stabbing you again.”

…Eh?

Apparently Ririna had quite an eye for things.

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In the evening we dropped Mao-chan and Ririna off at their houses. The three of us entered returned to my home, but after a while Oniisama and Imari-sama went out again.

Since I was tired from having fun all day, I opened the door to my room only to meet with the bobcut doll from yesterday, clattering and walking my way.

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Today was the firefly catching party, hosted by the Kaburagi family. It was being held in a Japanese-style garden at their hotel. Okaasama had excitedly dressed me in a kimono. It was made from blue-green silk, and looked suited for the summer. Otousama had said something or other about Okaasama looking beautiful in her deep purple kimono.

We arrived on scene, and greeted the Kaburagi couple before doing the same to some of the acquaintances closer to our family. All of the walking around had tired me, so after the greetings were done I went to look for a seat.

That was when somebody held a drink out to me.

“Here.”

“Enjou-sama.

“Good evening, Kisshouin-san.”

So he was here too…

“So you’re wearing a kimono today. It really suits you, you know.”

“Thank you very much.”

I looked around for anybody else when he gave me some rather misinformed help.

“Masaya is over there.”

“I was not particularly searching for Kaburagi-sama.”

“Oh, okay then. I just thought that you’d want to greet him as the son of the hosts, that’s all.”

What, are you trying to say that I don’t have manners or something?

The party had already started, so the night garden was filled with flying fireflies.

“Wanna go look?”

“That sounds like a good idea.”

Since I was already here, I did want to. Then again, they had said all that stuff about Tamakazura hadn’t they. And I was wearing a kimono too. I’d hate for anything weird to happen because of this.

“Masaya seems to be going over, so let’s head over too.”

“…All right.”

I already told you I don’t care about Kaburagi.

Countless fireflies were flying in the garden. The way they floated around the guests looked like something out of a fantasy. Uwahh! How dream-like!

I tried to approach them too, but the fireflies floated away. Huh?

I approached. They ran. I approached again. They scattered to run away.

…This was weird. I knew there were chrysanthemum-based insecticides, but the perfume on my kimono was absolutely not that. Why.

“Goodness! Maihama-san seems so popular!” somebody exclaimed.

I looked over to find the fireflies gathering around Maihama-san, turning her into a modern day Tamakazura.

When she noticed that all of them had avoided me, Maihama-san began to chuckle.

I lost…

The role of Tamakazura for this chapter went without a doubt to Maihama-san.

Stop laughing, Enjou! You’re standing right beside me! How do we know it wasn’t you!?

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At that moment, the President of the Pivoine, Youko-sama, appeared on scene with a photogenic smile, other Pivoine members in tow.

Oh dear. I had a bad feeling about this…



I win. Actually I forgot about the media thumbnails and scared myself just now while uploading the aquarium pictures.


Otousama had said something or other about Okaasama looking beautiful in her deep purple kimono.

Specifically the colour was ‘shoubuiro’ which is the colour of… shoubu flowers. Iris sanguinea.
You can google ‘菖蒲’ in images for an idea. In general though, the colour is like a deep purple on the more cooler side of the red-blue purple spectrum.

http://www.7key.jp/data/design/color/purple/syoubuiro.html


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Mao-chan had been hesitant but Okaasama had half forced her to accept, so in the end Mao-chan turned into her dress-up doll.

“Sorry, Mao-chan…” I apologised as Okaasama was happily choosing dresses.

I was used to it, but I’ll bet Mao-chan wasn’t.

“No, I’m fine with it, but is it really okay to buy me something? I’m starting to feel really shameless… Okaasama might get angry at me…”

“No, that is not something you need to be worried about. In fact I should be apologising for forcing you to go along with my mother’s fun. I will make sure to speak to your parents, do not worry. And perhaps you should try to at least let her know which you like. If not, she will choose everything on her own.”

“Okay.”

Mao-chan was still a little hesitant at first, but before long she was happily trying on this and that for Okaasama. As I watched I started to want to choose clothes for her too, and in the end I joined in. Could you blame me? Mao-chan was just so cute that everything looked good on her!

The one that they settled on was a cute lemon yellow party dress, with a wide, light skirt.

“Cute! It suits you so well, Mao-chan!” I clapped, causing Mao-chan to thank me shyly.

What I had picked for her was a white flower-patterned summer dress. It was maidenly and very cute too!

Mao-chan wore the white dress out of the store. Okaasama looked a little dissatisfied about that but the party dress was too fancy to walk about in, so there wasn’t any choice. But Mao-chan’s next words cheered her up right.

“Do you think it would be okay if I wore that dress to the summer party this year?”

Sorry that you had to worry about her feelings, Mao-chan.

Then Okaasama brought her to a hair salon and curled her hair. Uwaahh!

She had turned into me in miniature. The two of us stood in front of the mirror like sisters with perfect curls.

I was genuinely apologising to her in my mind but…

“It’s like I’m a princess!”

Mao-chan seemed overjoyed.

“I’ve always adored your hair, Reika-oneesama. I thought you looked just like a princess from a fairy tale,” she said as she happily touched her own hair.

Mao-chan kept glancing back to her reflection in the mirror. Eh? She actually thought that?

Apparently I had gained a successor to the Rococo Queen throne.

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After a visit to a tea shop and then some more shopping and whatnot we returned home to find Otousama coming back with a cake. The tanuki had literally no other ideas for gifts to women except sweets. It was no wonder he was tubby if food was all he could think of.

I was a little worried because Mao-chan was on a diet but she was kind so she thanked him with a smile. What a good kid…

After an enjoyable dinner where we asked Mao-chan about her school life, the two of us returned to my room and relaxed.

Mao-chan seemed interested in my needle felting things, so I told her about what I was making for the school festival and then showed her the photos and the sketchbook.

“Waah! These are so good! Did you draw these, Reika-oneesama.”

“No, it was my Oniisama that drew these.”

“Your Oniisama is amazing at drawing. Ah! This one is wonderful too. Waah… Hm? Huh? What’s this one…?”

What? Ahh! That was the one that I drew!

“Ummm, what is this…?” she asked me awkwardly.

“Ah, that was the one that I tried using my left hand to draw. I wanted to see how well I could do it.”

“Wow, is that what this was!? No wonder it looked so strange. But if you drew this with your left hand then aren’t you pretty talented?”

“My, hohoho…”

Can I cry?

I hurriedly put the sketchbook away and decided to help Mao-chan with her summer homework instead.

“The truth is I haven’t done it at all…”

“Truly? Then shall we work hard at it together?”

“Yes!”

Teaching Mao-chan how to do her homework. The ‘oneesan feeling’ I got was amazing. She was so cute. If only she really was my little sister.

A while later Oniisama came back from work and popped into my room.

“Good evening, Mao-chan. I’m Reika’s brother, Kisshouin Takateru. It’s nice to meet you.”

“My name is Sawarabi Mao! I’ll be intruding tonight!” she replied with a bow.

I always wondered this but even though Oniisama always worked so late, how come Otousama could always came home early? Wasn’t he pushing all the work onto Oniisama?

Oniisama spent a bit of time in my room, kindly helping Mao-chan with her homework before heading back to his own room.

After some more homework the night was getting late so I thought it would be good to prepare for bed. Mao-chan was really excited to try the canopy bed. I was fine as long as she was happy, but if you slept in one each day it took surprisingly little time to get bored of it. It got dusty too, you know?

The two of us climbed in next to each other.

“Sorry for treating you like a doll today, Mao-chan. It must have been tiring.”

“No. I had a really good time.”

I had planned to played more with her, but the unexpected Okaasama attack threw the schedule off course. Honestly!

But Mao-chan said that she had fun. I asked a little more and found out that her grandparents and relatives had come over again this summer. They had only paid her brother heed again and she was feeling a little lonely because of it.

So that’s how it was. They might have been annoying, and swarmed her with attention, but I suppose my parents were of at least a little use. I guess it was okay then.

But I went to sleep next to her with thoughts of tomorrow on my mind. Tomorrow was going to be mine turn to play with her.

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──At least that’s what should have happened but there was another assault in the form of Ririna. For whatever reason she came to visit the following day.

“Reika-san! Good news! I’ve come over to play!”

Uh, nobody asked you to. Look. Mao-chan has no idea why you’re here.

“Oh? Who’s this girl?”

Ririna stared without restraint at Mao-chan who was doing needle felting next to me.

“Her name is Sawarabi Mao-chan, and is something like a cute little sister to me,” I said to look out for her, “She goes to Zui’ran in the primary section. Mao-chan, sorry for surprising you. This girl is Kotou Ririna, my younger cousin.”

“Sister…?”

Ririna’s eyebrow twitched.

“Sister…”

Ririna looked back and forth between us unhappily, and Mao-chan seemed frightened of her. It was situations like this that I had to tell her off!

“Ririna.”

“Mao!”

I was about to chide her when she suddenly stepped forward, pushed me aside, and put her hands on her hips.

“Y-Yes…?”

“So your name is Mao. Very well! From today onwards you have the privilege of being my little sister!” Ririna announced.

“Eh!?” Mao-chan exclaimed.

Haaah!?” I blurted.

It was so shocking that I couldn’t help myself. Making Mao-chan her little sister!? What the hell was she on about!?

“Ummm…”

“If you’re Reika-san’s sister, then you’re as good as mine. Call me Ririna-oneesama from today onwards!”

“Eh… Ririna… oneesama…?”

Ririna gave her a contented nod.

“Wai-, Ririna…”

“So you’re from our primary section, Mao. I see, and you’ve come over today to play? Wai-, you’re staying over!? Then I’ll stay over too.”

I called out to stop her but the conversation was progressing quickly without me. Before I knew it, the two of them were really getting along. Wai-, and it was settled that Ririna would be staying over too!?

Just like I had yesterday, Ririna was enjoying the feeling of being an oneesan. She told Mao-chan that she would teach her, and then began helping her with homework. I was about to stop her but Ririna was surprisingly good at teaching. And she was smart, too. I casually asked Ririna how she was doing in her exams only to find out to my shocking truth that she ranked 20th in her last one!

“Wahh! You’re so smart, Ririna-oneesama!”

“20th place isn’t much. I actually dropped ranks compared to my mid-terms.”

I had lost… Mao-chan’s eyes were filled with complete respect for Ririna. I quietly left the room.

“Oh? What’s up, Reika? Where’s Mao-chan?” asked Oniisama.

Today was his day off, so he had just been leaving his room in preparation to go out. I answered him with a glum face.

“Ririna came over…”

“Ririna?”

After a quick peek into my room he muttered “I see.”

Even from outside, I could hear their excitedly voices.

“So Ririna stole Mao-chan from you.”

“Yes…”

“Well, just try to have fun, the three of you. When I’m back I’ll join in.”

“Truly!?”

Oniisama was going to come home early then. I saw Oniisama out and then headed back to the storehouse by myself.

The other day I discovered something terrifying when I came in here to store my hula hoop. There was a large wooden box in the back of the room. Out of curiosity I opened it up,

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“Gyaaaaaahhh!” I had screamed.

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I hated dolls. Worse yet, it turned out to be one of those mechanical chahakobi dolls that could walk and carry tea. Despite knowing better, I wound up the spring and it began walking my way with clattering noises. Scaaary! Dolls were scary already, but dolls that could move on their own were too much!

Behind me was an antique hinamatsuri doll whose hair grew. In front of me was a creepy chahakobi doll who could move. Had that happened at night my hair would have turned white from the fright.

I had quickly returned the doll into its box and then made my escape from the storehouse. All while trembling at the worry of those dolls visiting me in the night…

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Now was the time to reawaken her.

I took the chahakobi doll out of the storeroom and began winding up the spring. When it was ready, I put it down in the gap between my opened door and the doorframe.

It didn’t take long before the whole house heard the screams of Ririna and Mao-chan. Uhehehehe. This was punishment for taking away my position as oneesan~

Afterwards, Ririna furiously demanded to know what the hell I thought I was doing, and I ended up apologising over and over as Mao-chan was half in tears.

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Later at night when Oniisama was back, the four of us played games like cards and jenga. It was nice having the numbers for things like these.

My bed wasn’t huge so I told Ririna so many times to go sleep in the guest room, but she wouldn’t budge and kept saying that she was going to sleep with us as well. In the end the three of us ended up glued to each other in bed. Cramped…

When Ririna heard about Mao-chan’s family situation she was infuriated.

“What’s wrong with them! That’s so exasperating! You should have just come clear and given them a good telling off!”

“But…”

“Ririna, Mao-chan is not like you. She is a gentle girl,” I objected.

“Hmph. Then if she isn’t going to tell them off she should just snatch the heirship off her brother. Show everyone just how much better she is. Huhuhu, fool brother. You’ll rue the day you made an enemy of us.”

“Eh… Umm, I don’t hate my little brother or anything… And I don’t really want the heirship either.”

“Really?” asked Ririna.

“Yes,” replied Mao-chan.

That’s right. That’s because Mao-chan was the successor to the Rococo throne instead.

“Huh. Then all you have to do is start laying the groundwork so that you can marry the man you want when the time comes.”

“Where did marriage come from.” I commented.

The conversation was making so many leaps that I couldn’t keep up.

“Obviously because if we don’t pay attention we’ll end up in some political marriage chosen by our parents. If she already has somebody she likes then she has to start planning now.”

“Hahh… You are still just a child and you already think about these things?”

“Of course I’m thinking about these things. I’m an only child so I have to get married. You’re being too carefree, Reika-san. You never think about anything, do you.”

“…Sorry.”

That night I realised that for all that she acted spoilt, Ririna had a serious side to her that was already prepared to take a husband.

I only ever thought about how I would live my life after my family fell to ruin, but if I continued on the way I was would I eventually end up in an arranged marriage as well…?

No, no, I had to marry for love. Ririna was right, I had to start preparing! Not that I had a partner in mind, though!

While I was muttering to myself, Ririna and Mao-chan had fallen fast asleep,

I had once heard that sleeping in a symmetrical pose made you more prone to sleep paralysis. As Ririna slept soundly, I gently moved her arms and legs so that they matched.


A chahakobi doll is a traditional mechanical doll powered by varying mechanisms, designed to carry tea to somebody, stop, and then turn around and leave, a prestigious luxury toy for its high complexity.

Read more here: http://www.karakuri.info/zashiki/


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