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“That… What was that? It was a boy’s voice that I couldn’t hear, and I wondered if the baseball and soccer clubs were back…”
That sukeban was… Chisaki Sarashina, the vice chairman of the High School Student Council, who possessed a stiff smile.
[T/N: Sukeban means a delinquent girl]
Masachika, who was sitting in front of her, also relaxed his shoulders a little as he apologized, holding his hands in front of his face while closing one eye.
“Haha… umm, what did they do?”
“Hmm? You know that better than I do, don’t you?”
“Huh?”
When Masachika tilted his head, Chisaki looked at Alisa, who was sitting next to Masachika, and said,
“My cute junior went to intercede, but they didn’t listen to her and continued to argue in an unsightly manner. I don’t know what else to say, but I think they were just trying to pick a fight with us. Alright, gentle squeeze! Be careful!”
Did you say that you’re squeezing right now?
Aside from the question that came up, looking at the bamboo sword leaning next to Chisaki,  Masachika said
“I see… But… Isn’t it overkill to bring out a bamboo sword?”
“Eh? Ah no… Ahaha”
Then, Chisaki glanced at it and looked awkward, and forcibly said in a bright tone.
“It’s fine! I may kill people with my fist, but no real harm can be done with a bamboo sword!”
“…Is that so?”
“Yeah. The bamboo sword usually breaks before doing any damage!”
“Hahaha…”
“Haha… Ah, yeah”
Seeing Masachika’s dry laugh, Chisaki, apparently aware that she had slipped, let her gaze wander with a twitching smile.
No, well, if this had been said by Yuki, Masachika would have said, “No, how is that okay?”… In this situation, it was not funny to be told by none other than Chisaki. Or maybe, it wasn’t a joke.
Chisaki Sarashina. She was one of the two most beautiful girls in the second year of high school, and while she was feared by some boys, she was one of the most handsome girls in the school and was extremely popular with female students.
She was commonly known as the “School Conqueror”. She used to be called ‘Donna’, but after Mariya, the “Virgin of the School”, entered the school last year, she got her current nickname. Being the former head of the middle school’s Public Morals committee and now Vice President of the Student Council, she was also the organizer of the Club Activities Association, which consisted mainly of the heads and vice heads of each club.
(I heard that some girls call her Onee-sama while some boys call her stepmom… I see.)
He remembered the appearance of the baseball and soccer clubs, along with the murderous demeanor of Chisaki, and thought “I can clearly see why.”
He heard that in the past, she solved the problem of bullying in the class by force, Single-handedly subdued a group of over a dozen delinquents who broke into a school festival, and stopped the irritated cow that attacked the students in Hokkaido on a school trip with bare hands.
She had many stories like that, but her most famous and heroic story is probably the time when she rescued a schoolgirl from Seirei Gakuen who was about to be kidnapped when she left school
The validity of the other stories were unknown, but this one was a fact. The police had given her a letter of appreciation, and there was also a newspaper article about it at the time.
From the stories around her and the situation he got himself into just now, he thought that she was a person who made a living out of violence. Judging by her look, it wasn’t surprising to her.
“Ughhh~ … Toya~…”
And then, as if she couldn’t stand the indescribable atmosphere, Chisaki asked her lover for help in a pathetic voice.
The person in question was at the back of the student council room. Toya, who sat in the chairman’s seat with his back to the window, opened his mouth with a slight smile.
“Well, don’t get too stiff, Kuze. Chisaki didn’t use violence against them. She just threatened them while looking violent.”
“Hey, Toya!?”
“Im kidding.”
Toya laughed mischievously at Chisaki, who opened her eyes. Chisaki realized that she had been teased, and as she stood up, she quickly went around her desk and began beating Toya’s shoulders.
“Seriously…”
“Ha ha, too bad”
Masachika also laughed at the quarrel between lovers.
“You’re such a meanie!”
“Haha, Chisaki? Please stop beating my shoulders.”
He’s smiling…? No, it sounds kinda bad.
It was more like a bash or a thud. There was a sound that confirmed it.
And every time, Toya’s body was swaying. Still, Masachika saw a man who admonished his lover with a smile.
“I’m sorry. I’m a bit late, aren’t I?”
Mariya came in there. When she opened the door, she saw Toya and Chisaki in front of her and blinked and smiled with a slight bitter smile.
“Oh, it’s Chisaki-chan and the chairman. Don’t get too flirty in the student council room, okay?”
Masachika saw Mariya, who was able to call this quite violent scene “flirting”.
However, it seemed that it worked for Chisaki, and she moved her body away from Toya while saying, “Oh, that’s not the case!”.
“Sorry, did it hurt?”
“Hmm? Oh, it’s okay. My shoulders were stiff, so it felt great”
Toya laughed and turned his shoulders while twitching his cheeks with a slight pain. He was so handsome that Masachika almost fell in love with him.
“I’m really sorry… I couldn’t adjust my strength well.”
“(What’s wrong with you two)”
“I’ll be fine. That’s what I’m training for. Do it as much as you want.”
“(That’s what it means to work out for your girlfriend.)”
“Toya…”
“(Eh? Why does the air feel so sweet all of a sudden?)”
Alisa tugged at Masachika’s elbow as he whispered. When he turned around, he saw Alisa with a subtle twitch in the corner of her mouth, shaking her head with a frown.
Masachika laughed at the reproachful look in her eyes. Gesturing over his shoulder towards Chisaki, he said,
“Hey, Sarashina-senpai is often called stepmom, isn’t she albino?”
“And?”
“No, if you roll up your sleeves like that, you’d be like Sarashina-senpai.”
“Kufu!~~ !!”
She blew out lightly involuntarily, and immediately after that she slapped Masachika’s arm with shame while her cheeks reddened.
“Oh, my God, you guys are so close~”
“What?”
“Huh, I guess you’re like your sister, huh? You’re so close.☆”
“Annoying”
Alisa cut off Masachika, who said that while doing a crappy wink, and a knocking sound echoed in the student council room, this time Yuki walked in.
“Excuse me. I’m sorry. I was a little late.”
“Hmm, oh. Don’t worry.”
While saying so, Toya stood up and moved from the chairman’s desk to the same desk as Masachika and the others.
They were seated at the table furthest from the door. From there, Mariya, Alisa, and Masachika were on the right, while Chisaki and Yuki were on the left side. Then, when everyone settled down, Toya started.
“Then, we will start the Student organization meeting.”
“Yes!”
“Then, Kuze. Can you introduce yourself again?”
“Sure.”
Masachika stood up after being prompted by Toya.
“This time, I will join the Student Council as a general secretary. I’m Masachika Kuze. My hobbies are otaku hobbies in general. Mostly popular anime and manga. And…”
He turned his gaze to Alisa, who sat next to him, and declared.
“I plan to run for president next year, along with Alisa Kujou here.Thank you.”
“Oh, nice to meet you.”
“Thank you~”
“Thank you~?”
Each of the seniors smiled and applauded warmly. And then there was Yuki, applauding with an unreadable archaic smile on her face, and Alisa, staring at her.
“I’ll introduce the other members as well. This is a good time to do so.”
Toya then looked around at all of them, and when he saw that they had no objections, he turned to Masachika.
“I’m Chairman Toya Kenzaki. My recent hobby is muscle training. Nice to meet you.”
“Vice Chairman Chisaki Sarashina. My hobby is… Kendo. Nice to meet you.”
“I’m Mariya Kujou, The Secretary. My hobby is collecting cute things. I know a lot of manga, especially shoujo manga. Nice to meet you.”
“My name is Yuki Suou. My hobbies are playing the piano and flower arrangement. I’m looking forward to working with you again. Masachika-kun.”
“Alisa Kujou… treasurer. My hobby is reading. Nice to meet you.”
After all the self-introductions were finished, Masachika also bowed lightly.
(Still, it’s a spectacular sight to see them all together like this.)
It was so awesome that he couldn’t help but marvel at it. What’s more, the face deviation of the women. This was probably a unique case even in the long history of Seirei Gakuen.
And all of them were brilliant different types. If one would take a picture of them and send it to a TV station, they would be interviewed as the “Beautiful Student Council”.
“Then Kuze. Will you work with Kujou for now?”
“Yes.”
“Well, I’m sure you’ll get used to it as the former vice president of the middle school student council, but for the time being, please follow the other members and learn the job.”
“Perhaps you don’t have enough manpower?”
“Yeah, honestly, it’s not enough at all. Thanks to that, we don’t have a proper division of labor by position.”
“Well, usually the secretary and treasury are handled by more than one person… It doesn’t matter. General secretaries are basically handymen. I’m used to it after the first year of middle school.”
“Oh, that’s encouraging.”
Yuki called out to Toya who laughed in a good mood.
“I’m sorry to interrupt you, Chairman, but I’d like to go to a meeting with the art department to discuss the exhibition.”
“Hmm? Oh, please.”
“Yes. Therefore, I would like to ask Alya to join us to discuss the budget and other issues.”
“Huh?”
Alisa’s eyes twinkled as she was suddenly asked to help out. However, she sensed something in Yuki’s expression and immediately nodded her head in a serious manner.
“…Okay. Chairman, I’ll be going now.”
Then, the two left the student council room.
(…There is definitely something going on.)
A bit of anxiety passed through the chest of Masachika who saw off their backs. However, it was immediately blown away by a fluffy voice that seemed to have no anxiety.
“Well, Kuze-kun, come here~ Welcome~”
Mariya smiled with a healing aura while tapping the seat where Alisa was just sitting.
Masachika raised his hips as he smiled at the call that seemed to distract him.
◇
After school, Alisa followed Yuki down the hallway.
Alisa was taken out of the meeting by Yuki under the pretense that she wanted her to be there, but Alisa was not so dull as to take that at face value.
There were other reasons why Yuki asked her to follow. Alisa had a slight idea of the reason. However, from Yuki’s back, she could not sense her will to start talking.
(Right… I should probably start talking about this.)
After a moment of meditating and deciding her resolution, Alisa called out to Yuki in front of her.
“Yuki-san, can we talk for a bit?”
As I expected, there was no surprise on Yuki’s face as she looked back. She smiled quietly and nodded to Alisa’s words, she turned to the side without any doubt, and her gaze pointed to a nearby empty classroom.
“That’s fine. I’m afraid that we can’t do it here, so let’s borrow that empty classroom.”
“Yes.”
Yuki entered the classroom first, and Alisa who followed her closed her door. Two people were facing each other in the classroom where the setting sun shone. It was Alisa who started first.
“I decided to run for president with Kuze.”
Alisa declared clearly with an expression as if she is challenging her. Nevertheless, Yuki noded with her usual smile.
“Yes, I know. I heard from Masachika-kun a bit ago.”
“…Yes.”
She moved her eyebrows to Yuki’s words for a moment, but Alisa nodded to her words. Yuki tilted her neck to Alisa who closed her mouth.
“Well, is that all?”
“…Yeah. I’m not apologizing because I haven’t done anything else to blame, but I just wanted to say it clearly.”
“Fufu, is that so?”
Alisa’s words, depending on what she heard, sounded like she was initiating a fight, but Yuki spilled her funny smile.
“Yes, you don’t have to apologize for anything. Everything was chosen by Masachika himself. I’m not going to complain about it, and I’m not going to complain to you.”
After clearly asserting that, she said mischievously,
“It’s a pity that he didn’t choose me, though, isn’t it?”
Yuki smiled. Alisa found herself asking with a smile that was somehow more optimistic.
“Yuki-san… about Kuze-kun…”
“Hmm?”
“… No, nothing.”
As soon as she said that, she regretted it as she had stepped too far and withdrew her premonition. But…
“I love him. More than anyone else in this world.”
“What!?”
Alisa was dumbstruck by the straightforward expression on her face, which was returned without any hesitation.
“More than anyone else…?”
“Yes. More than my mother, more than my father, more than anyone else in the world. I love Masachika.”
Without hesitation or embarrassment, Yuki proudly expressed her love for Masachika. Alisa had unknowingly stepped back from her all too sincere confession of love. As if to take advantage of Alisa’s agitation, Yuki quickly replied.
“What about you?”
“Huh?”
“What do you think of Masachika-san?”
“Wow, I…”
She reflexively tried to say she’s just a friend, but diverted her gaze to Yuki’s straight eyes. After Yuki’s straightforward and honest confession, she wondered if such a bland answer would be okay.
“Kuse-kun is… a friend… a very important one.”
As a result, Alisa turned her eyes away and blushed, but she managed to squeeze out the words. Immediately after, Alisa shook her body when she felt her back warm, but… Yuki wasn’t satisfied with such words.
“Do you like him?”
“Huh!?”
Alisa looked in front of her with a strange voice in her straightforward pursuit. Yuki closed the distance while staring straight at her face.
Alisa involuntarily backed off, but Yuki closed her distance without hesitation.
She noticed that she had the classroom door completely cornered on her back.
There was a height difference of 20 cm between the petite Yuki and the tall Alisa, and at this distance Yuki completely looked up at Alisa. However, contrary to the composition, it was Alisa who was actually under pressure.
“What do you think? Do you like him?”
“I like him… or something like that…”
“I clearly told you that I love him! Please answer me clearly, Alya-san!”
“Uu, uu…”
Yuki’s relentless questioning caused Alisa’s brain to overheat, as she was not used to talking about love.
As a result, she opened her mouth, driven by her opposition to Yuki and her defeat, leaving her thoughts uncoordinated.
“I don’t know… but! I won’t give you Kuze!!”
At Alisa’s unexpected cry, Yuki blinked slowly and let go of her body.
“…I see. Hmmm, for now, should I just be satisfied hearing that?”
When she chuckled, Yuki used her usual ladylike smile and urged Alisa on.
“Then, let’s head to the art club. We don’t want to keep them waiting.”
“Yeah, yeah…”
Alisa left the classroom with Yuki, though she was a little confused by the sudden change of pace.
As she walked towards the art club, all she could think about was what had just happened.
(Wow, I… what? I feel like I just said something outrageous… Love? Eh, love??)
As Alisa’s eyes rolled back and forth, unable to fully process the information, Yuki turned her face away from Alisa with a casual movement and gave her a really bad smile.
(“I’m not going to give him to you because he’s very important to me”. I’m sure he’ll be happy to hear that.)
Her steps were light, and in contrast to Alisa, she seemed to be enjoying herself, almost dancing.
◇
“Masha-san, this part.”
“Yeah? Oh, I made a mistake.”
“Oh, that’s right. I’ll fix it here, right?”
“Yeah. Please.”
At the same time, Masachika, who was following Masha in her student council duties, was surprised to find himself in an unexpected situation. That’s because…
(No, this person… can actually work!?)
Masachika was subtly, or rather quite rudely, surprised.
However, in reality, Mariya’s work was far beyond Masachika’s expectations. The atmosphere was still calm, but the processing speed of work was terrifyingly fast.
Masachika, who had assumed that Mariya had been recruited to the student council based on her popularity rather than her practical skills, was quite surprised by her incredible abilities.
(And on the other hand…)
Masachika secretly shifted his gaze to another senior sitting in front of him.
“Is that…? I just saw it somewhere… Where was it?”
“Chisaki-chan. Isn’t that the blue file you just saw?”
“Oh, that’s right. That?”
Mariya told her, and Chisaki headed towards the files lined up on the shelves near the wall. But she didn’t seem to know exactly which one she meant by saying “that”, and she pulled out the files in a row and tilted her head.
(You’re not as good at your job as I thought! I’m sorry to say it! I don’t want to be rude!)
Apparently, Chisaki was not good at desk work. In fact, from the perspective of Masachika, she seemed to be poor at organizing.
“…”
And, well… simple restlessness. She had only started paperwork about 20 minutes ago and she was already beginning to fidget.
(She looks like an elementary school boy who wants to play…)
Do we still have to do it? I’m tired of it already. Chisaki looked around with such feeling, but Masachika pretended to be unaware.
There are two types of women in the world: loose and fluffy girls who look like they can’t do their jobs and seem to be in charge of healing, and handsome girls who look like they’re career women and seem to work hard.
However, her work was the exact opposite of the impression she gave due to her appearance.
(You can’t judge people by looks…)
When he realized that kind of thing, Toya, who seemed to be unable to see it, called out to Chisaki.
“Ah… Chisaki. By the way, it seems that there was a big change of books in the library today.”
“What!? Not enough manpower!?”
“Oh, the ratio of women in the library committee is high. Replacing books is a lot of hard work. Can you take a look?”
“Leave it to me!”
When Toya told her, she had a happy expression like a fish that got water, and Chisaki jumped out of the student organization room in a blink of an eye. She seemed to have a hard time with desk work. Seems that she won’t come back for a while.
“I’m sorry Kuze. Well, Chisaki is always like that. She’s still extremely useful in discussions with committees and clubs. Take a good look.”
“No, well… Everyone has their own good points. Haha.”
Masachika also smiled back at Toya, who followed up Chisaki with a bitter smile. In fact, He was sure that she was a very dependable and cool senior.
This was clear from the fact that she was angry because of Alisa. But… Oh, if she shows you a childish side, you’ll have some trouble reacting.
“But that side is also cute, isn’t it?”
“No, it’s not a ‘hehe, it’s cute, this is it’. Please fall in love normally.”
“Oh, you’re good, Kuze. You’ve done a great job. The role of a comedian is very valuable in today’s student council. Keep it up.”
“I’d rather not have a student council with only blabbermouths.”
“Good! I knew I made the right choice recruiting you!”
“You sure?”
That was a sudden change of topic. In the meantime, Mariya smiled like “It looks fun”, and she seemed to be completely used to it. When Chisaki pulled out the documents, she pulled it to her hand, as if nothing had happened, continuing her work.
(A super talented person…)
Masachika’s view of Mariya changed considerably.
◇
They continued to work for about forty minutes. Finally, his work was settled and he decided to take a break. By the way, Chisaki didn’t come back during that time.
“Then, let’s make tea~”
“Oh, I’ll help you.”
“It’s okay~ sit down and wait. I like making tea.”
When she said so, he wondered if he should interfere. And judging from the way the pot and cup were heated up, it looked rather authentic. It’s not an atmosphere an amateur can touch.
“Do you prefer milk or sugar in your tea? Or do you prefer sugar? Oh, we have jam, too.”
“Jam … is it Russian tea?”
“That’s what they call it in Japan. Unfortunately, it’s not lemon tea.”
“…Then jam it is”
“Yes. Oh, can the chairman have protein?”
“Nothing good about that.”
“Heh”
Mariya’s joke was suddenly thrown in. Masachika couldn’t help but blow up. Then he blurted out “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
(Seriously, she makes jokes like this? Maybe it’s not a joke…?I don’t know, but either way, it’s too bad…)
Masachika sat on his chair and fainted lightly in agony.
“Hey, you’re laughing too much, Kuze”
“Sorry… but… haha”
The laughter finally subsided when he laughed to the point of tears, to the slight dismay of Toya.
“Ah… it was crazy… huh? I thought tea was a winter drink in Russia?”
When he asked this question to cover up the embarrassment of bursting into laughter in front of his seniors, Mariya tilted her head slightly as she poured hot water vigorously into a cup of tea leaves.
“Hmm? I guess it depends on the house. At least we used to drink tea in the summer, you know? Well, my mom was a tea lover…”
“Oh, your mother is Japanese, isn’t she? I see…”
If the mother, who has a great deal of influence on the child’s diet, is Japanese, then even if the child was born in Russia, the Japanese and the food culture may merge. When Masachika was convinced of this, Mariya turned her back on him and asked in a casual tone.
“Are you familiar with Russia?”
“No, not really… I’ve only seen a few Russian movies.”
“Hmm, that’s right”
Actually, it wasn’t about quantity. His paternal grandfather loved Russia, so he watched at least 20 films with him. As a result, it has greatly helped him improve his listening skills in Russian. Thanks to that, even now that he’s a high school student, I can still hear someone’s dere words perfectly! Perfectly!
“What’s the matter, Kuze? What’s wrong with your eyes?”
“No, it’s nothing…”
As he was thinking about what was good and what was bad in this world, Mariya placed a small plate of tea and jam in front of Masachika.
“Yes, I’m waiting for you.”
“Oh, thank you”
“Chairman, please”
“Oh, thank you”
Apparently, Toya had sugar and Mariya had jam.
(Hmm, what should I do about this…)
He pondered for a bit in front of the small plate of jam, and took a sip of the tea without changing it.
“Oh! It’s delicious …”
“Yes? Thank you.”
It was completely different from the pack of black tea that he usually drank because of its aroma. A vivid scent that went from the mouth to the nose. Deep taste. And… It was a taste that revived nostalgic memories.
(Oh, that reminds me…)
His mother also liked tea. While his cheeks twitched from the slightly bitter tea, he glanced sideways at Mariya.
Then Mariya brought a spoonful of jam to her mouth, followed by a cup of tea.
“What’s wrong?”
“Oh no… Jam is not meant to be put in tea!.”
“It depends on who you ask, okay? Grandpa used to put jam in his tea! I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or not. I think I prefer it more like a tea drink.”
“Hey…”
Masachika was convinced that it was like yokan (bean jelly) and green tea, so he imitated Mariya and took a bite of the jam.
“Sweet…”
He hurriedly sipped the tea, his mouth curling up at the unexpected sweetness. Then, the sweetness of the jam was moderately neutralized and the taste became a little different again.
“So that’s it……”
The sweet and sour taste of jam was added to the aroma of black tea flowers, making the taste even more complex. But……
(Hmm, unlike cookies and cakes, it melts completely in your mouth, so I feel like it’s different…)
(This is delicious, but if the tea is so delicious from the beginning, I feel that it is better to just taste it without any additions. However, I can’t just leave the jam in front of me.)
(Next time, I’ll just have sugar)
While making such a silent decision, Masachika alternately carried jam and tea to his mouth.
(But if you think calmly again …)
His senior was an amazing beauty and had an outstanding style.
She had a gentle personality, good sociability, and she was loved by many men and women.
You could also see her in student rankings, she seemed to be in the top thirty of the grade every time, so she was smart.
He didn’t know if she was athletic, but with her personality, even if she wasn’t, he thought she would be attractive. She is also good at her job and could make a good cup of tea.
(Huh? Isn’t she impeccable?)
There was Alisa, who was famous as a perfect superhuman, and he wasn’t aware of it at all because Mariya’s usual atmosphere was different, but when he thought about it again, she was also a perfect superhuman.
Once he realized that, Masachika felt somewhat uncomfortable.
The casual appearance of Mariya, who slowly carried her teacup to her mouth with a gentle smile, seemed to have a strong atmosphere of charming older sister.
(I see, this is Our Lady. It’s going to make every man a shota unconditionally…)
He thought of something stupid and tried to bring his consciousness to the otaku direction, but Mariya noticed his gaze and tilted her head while smiling, forcing him to pull his consciousness back.
She just smiled gently with a feeling of “what’s wrong?” but his heart was buzzing terribly.
She had a strange feeling. He was restless to calm down.
If he was not careful, he couldn’t help but feel as if he’s revealing his true self as if he was dealing with a familiar family member.
He couldn’t let his guard down, but when he looked at Mariya’s gentle smile, it was almost as if his guard and self-control were easily loosened. He almost surrendered himself to the calm and comfortable air she put around him…
“I’m back”
“…I’m back”
“Ah ~ Alya-chan, Yuki-chan, Welcome back~”
At that moment, Yuki and Alisa, who had gone to a meeting, came back, and Mariya’s expression instantly fell into a swoon.
Her atmosphere, such as a gentle older sister full of comprehension, that had been drifting until then was instantly dissipated… There was her favorite loose fluffy older sister.
(No, what’s with that difference!?)
Masachika was almost taken aback by her sudden change in temperament.
Without seeming to care about Masachika, Mariya smiled fluently and headed towards the shelves where the dishes and tea were kept.
“Do you both want tea?”
“Oh, I’ll take some.”
“…Yes…”
“Well, wait a minute ~?”
Mariya prepared tea while humming a song in a good mood. As she gazed at her back with her subtle eyes, Alisa, sitting next to her, leaned over her chair.
When Masachika turned around, Alisa, who was sitting strangely close to him, looked at the latter as if to say “Do you have a problem?”
“What?”
“No… aren’t you being too close?”
When he answered Alisa’s question frankly, she glanced at the other side of the room.
“… In Russia, it’s unlucky for a young woman to sit in a corner seat.”
“What? Is that so?”
“That’s right”
When she said so, she moved the chair again and sat at a distance where Masachika and her elbows were likely to touch. And she looked at Yuki with a somewhat restraining look.
(No, it’s too close!　And what are those eyes? A fighting scene incoming?)
Alisa stared at Yuki as she looked cautious. Yuki looked back at Alisa with her unreadable Archaic Smile.
Feeling that sparks flashed between them for a moment, Masachika tried to leave his seat from the uncomfortable feeling… When Alisa sensed the movement, her left arm extended to the top of her chair and she grabbed his sleeve.
Under her desk, she grabbed her sleeve as if trying to not let him go. If you listen only to this part, it can be said that it is a very moe situation.
However, Masachika was thinking about different things…
(No! Let go of me! I can’t stand this atmosphere…)
He felt like an unfaithful man who had run into the woman he was having a two-way relationship with. He was trying to get away from the situation as fast as he could.
(Why! Why did this happen!? Help me, Masha!)
When Masachika looked behind him, he spoke to Mariya, who was making tea.
“…Well, as Alya says, was there a taboo like that?”
“Is there? To be precise, it’s said that the marriage period would be delayed, not that it’s bad luck.”
After saying that, Mariya looked back with a happy face, and she stared at Alisa with glittering eyes.
“Even so, I wonder if Arya cares about that … maybe she found someone she wanted to marry !?”
“…That’s not true. It’s just a mood.”
“Eh~? Really~?”
“You’re too noisy”
“Oh my God, Alya.”
Mariya puffed up her cheeks and turned her face back. After a quick glance in that direction, Alisa looked down at her own hand gripping Masachika’s sleeve and muttered in a really small voice.
【It’s too early for me to get married】
A really small voice. But Masachika, who was at this distance, could hear it clearly.
(That’s right. You’re only fifteen, right?　I’m a little concerned about the way you said that, but from a common sense point of view, you’re not ready to get married yet. You’re going to do it even if you have an older sister?)
Masachika was horrified by Alisa’s aggressive stance, even with her sister behind her who understood Russian. Alisa’s firm stance shocked Masachika.
Then she heard Mariya place the teacup on the tray, and Alisa quickly took her hand away. Shortly after, Mariya brought tea for Alisa and Yuki.
“Hey Alya-chan. Please take this first.”
And she first put a small plate in front of Alisa… A small plate filled with so much jam that it looked like a whole jar had been used.
“…What?”
“No, nothing…”
Masachika swiftly averted his gaze and put the remaining jam into the tea with an indifferent face.
He stirred it with a spoon and drank it in one gulp.