Where Nobody Can See
Mizuto Irido
I escorted Isana back to the tennis court like a bodyguard as I tried to protect her from unsuspecting gazes after she’d hurt her nipples in her big fall. As we got closer, I saw that there was an uninvited guest there in addition to Kawanami.
“Oh, finally. There you two are!”
Akatsuki Minami, who was wearing a skirt underneath the cheer squad’s black coat, was literally dragging Kogure Kawanami around by his collar.
“Minami-san...” I glanced at her and Kawanami. “What’s up with your outfit?”
“I’m part of the cheer squad! Jeez, you should know that much! Are you that uninterested in your classmates?!”
“Oh, right...” Now that she mentions it, there’s a cheerleading competition before the afternoon portion of the festival begins.
“I was waiting for you two! Yume-chan’s running around with the student council and—” Minami-san paused to stare at Isana, who was hiding behind me. “Why are you bent over, Higashira-san?”
“Ah! O-Oh. This is simply how I’ve always been! Pay me no heed!”
“Oh, heed I will pay!”
Isana, seeing Minami-san lock onto her, shrunk behind me even more. She’d been hunching over because it apparently helped prevent her nipples from rubbing against her clothes too much. I’d already given her broken bra back a while ago, and she’d put it with her things in her classroom. But if this was how it was gonna be, it might’ve been better to just wear it even if it was broken.
“Well, whatever. You two haven’t had lunch yet, right? Since Yume-chan’s not around, I was wonderin’ if you’d wanna eat together.”
“Sure, but can I ask something? What happened to Kawanami?” It looks like you’re dragging around a lifeless doll by the neck.
“Oh, this guy? Don’t worry. He’s good. Don’t mind him at all. He’ll wake up eventually.”
“Uh, so what happened to him?” I asked, reiterating my question.
“Don’t worry. He’s good!” Chills! She really doesn’t want to talk about this. “Let’s get going! I’ve got the cheer competition comin’ up soon, so time’s a wastin’!”
Minami-san dragged the lifeless Kawanami behind her as if it were the most natural thing in the world. I wasn’t sure, but I could’ve sworn I saw some hives on Kawanami’s wrists protruding from his jacket.
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