My Stepsister is My Ex-Girlfriend - Volume 7 - Chapter 3.10

The Result of Going Too Hard at a Tender Spot

“Senpai!” Aso-senpai said in a sweet voice. “Your Aisa Eats is here!”

“Oh. Thanks.”

“You really like to work your underclassmen hard, Senpai. It was a lot of work to get up early to make all of this, you know?”

“You’re the one who said you’d make it. But...thanks. I mean it. You’re a good cook.”

“Well, yeah, I guess compared to you I—”

“It’s so good that I wanna eat it every day.”

“Hnngh!”

“Ah, wait. But if that happened, I’d have to deal with your annoying antics on the daily. Yeah, never mind. Let’s keep it as an ‘every now and then’ deal.”

“Ah— Hnngh! I-I’ll be back to get the box from you later! Bye!” Aso-senpai, red in the face, retreated from Hoshibe-senpai’s class’s area.

“Why doesn’t he ever get fed up with her advances?” I asked President Kurenai as we both watched Aso-senpai from afar.

“He’s just like that.”

“True enough...”

His unconscious retort was enough indication of his obliviousness. He only marched to the beat of his own drum. He’d never be swallowed up by Aso-senpai’s pace.

Looking at it from the outside, there were really only two ways to react to her advances—either misinterpret them or distance yourself. Aso-senpai was unsurprisingly the type of girl that others hated, judging by how the female students in Hoshibe-senpai’s class seemed to flash her disdainful looks.

Aso-senpai returned to where we were and puffed out her chest, a prideful look on her reddened face.

“Did you see that, Yumechi? Did you see your master in all her glory?”

“Yes. You have it rough too, don’t you, Senpai?”

“Oh? What’s this, I sense? Are you looking down on me, my dear apprentice?”

“I think you deserve a gold star for not reacting to him complimenting your food.”

“Don’t rate me!”

Since Aso-senpai had completed her objective, we decided to move on to the student council room. We left the school courtyard to go back towards the school building when something caught our eyes.

“Oh?” President Kurenai was the first to see the two of them.

I knew the back of one of them all too well. It was my little stepbrother and ex, Mizuto Irido. The other was his best friend—a friend of mine too—Isana Higashira. Her jacket was covered with dirt, most likely due to the tug-of-war she’d just participated in. That wasn’t what bothered me; getting dirt on your jacket after such an event was as natural as novels getting digital releases. However, there was one thing that was strange. She seemed a little unsteady.

“I’m still tingling...” Higashira-san said, groaning.

“Yeah, you worked yourself pretty hard. Wanna go to the nurse’s office?”

“I-I think that may be a little too much for me to handle,” she said, curling her back as if to support her chest. Her feet were also turned inwards for some reason. Also, I noticed that her body would occasionally tremble.

“Nnn!”

“What’s the matter?” Mizuto asked.

“I-I may have become slightly tender...from all the rubbing.”

“Huh? O-Oh... I see.”

Uh... What’s this atmosphere around them? They’ve got some sort of awkward tension, but he also seems concerned for her. As my emotions cooled down, Aso-senpai made a sound as if she’d suddenly understood something.

“They...totally did it.”

President Kurenai nodded. “They are one hundred percent participating in aftercare.”

Suddenly, a sense of desperation burst from deep inside me, and I began waving my hands for no reason.

“U-Uh, b-but during the sports festival?! N-No way, right?”

“During the sports festival, everyone is congregated in a central location, more or less. It’s the perfect opportunity.”

“Ugh, talk about horndogs. I bet they think they got away without anyone noticing, but they can’t fool us.”

“She’s talking all about how she’s ‘tingling.’”

“Yeah, and how she’s tender.’”

“B-But you never know! Maybe she just fell over during the tug-of-war, which caused her nipples to rub against the ground really hard, and that’s why she’s tender there!”

“What world are you living in that she wouldn’t be wearing a bra?” Aso-senpai scoffed.

President Kurenai shook her head. “You really think that a girl who would purposely not wear a bra during the physically strenuous sports festival exists? You’re crazy.”

All I could do was groan. I... I had no rebuttal, despite knowing how things were between Higashira-san and Mizuto. There was a ninety-nine percent chance that this was all a big misunderstanding!

“Well, I guess you’re too young to really know about this stuff.”

“One day you’ll know all the ins and outs of relations between a man and a woman, Yume-kun.”

I paused before muttering under my breath, “All this, coming from people who haven’t even kissed a guy before.”

“Huh?!” they both screamed at me. I almost picked a fight with them.