Honestly, for some time now, I haven’t really had trouble with delinquent students from the sukeban or helmet gangs.
I must have become quite famous, huh?
Comparing my recognition to Mika from the original work at the same time, it’s almost like heaven and earth… or maybe sun and candlelight? Something like that.
And that’s probably because there’s a stark difference between the T-party before and after breaking the secrecy. I’ve shown my face on broadcasts multiple times.
Even now, with an idol gig—a hobby that’s way too accessible in this information age… well.
To be honest, I bet at least a third of the Kivotos students know who I am.
But on a day like today, dressed in casual clothes with a change in style, it’s not too surprising that people wouldn’t recognize me. Especially with glasses.
I can’t emphasize enough how much glasses can change someone’s impression.
That’s the prologue.
Even though I’ve gotten to the point where delinquent students don’t pick fights with me, I can’t help but mention one dilemma that came about after getting involved with the Manly Guys at Hakgwiyaeng for roughly the third time.
Despite these kids being delinquents, they’re still students, and there aren’t that many who are so hopeless they can’t be rehabilitated.
As far as I know, one of the teacher’s duties includes counseling delinquent students.
It’s not so much about counseling just because they’re delinquents… it’s more that they’re students too. It gives off the vibe that counseling doesn’t discriminate.
So even if they’re just delinquent kids, resorting to violence isn’t something I would welcome. When I first got reincarnated, I hesitated a lot about shooting a student.
But there’s no way to subdue them without a gun.
More precisely, it’s hard to subdue someone while keeping them unharmed without using a gun.
In other words, allowing a few rounds from Nagisa’s cute pistol was actually my mercy… you know, something like that.
“Ugh, pink hair. I remember you…! Just you wait!”
So when that golden edgelord rubbed his butt and said something like that and ran away, I felt a little regret. I should’ve properly taught him some manners.
“Mika, are you hurt…?”
“Nagisa, I get that you want to maintain your devoted image, but isn’t it better to show concern in a situation that deserves it?”
“Hmm. That’s true.”
“No, wait, Hina-chan. I might be a little hurt. Huh? If you say it like that, I’ll be hurt too.”
“…Rather than that, I’ll say you worked hard instead. Thank you for your efforts. Hmm, perhaps it’s better to carry a firearm next time.”
Hina, who had come right up to me, tapped my shoulder.
…If we’re going to praise for working hard, it would have been better to be a bit friendlier.
“Heueng. Well, there’s not much to call hard work… but Nagisa, you used this well! Even though there’s absolutely no need for it, you managed it properly, right?”
“…Of course, I have to be prepared for unexpected situations.”
“Right, good attitude. Though, as far as I remember, you’ve never actually used this gun in real situations… Nope, not even once?”
“Not having unexpected situations is a good thing, Mika. And in the few instances where it did happen, you mostly protected me. Just like today…”
“That’s… Ahaha, hard to argue with that.”
“I’m always thankful. Really. In that sense, shall we wrap it up here and go take a look at the festival? I’m not really excited about being lost in the crowd, but if something interesting comes up, we might as well experience it now that we’ve come this far.”
“I’m obviously okay with that, but what about you, Hina-chan? If you dislike crowded places, I think it’s fine to just walk around like a stroll too. Yep.”
“…If Nagisa wants to, then I don’t mind taking a look around there a bit.”
As Hina nodded and agreed with Nagisa’s suggestion, over there, she showed an innocent and cheerful smile in response.
…Honestly, both of them are ridiculously charming.
*
Forget what I said about “adorable.” Both of them are terrible, seriously.
After wandering through the bustling festival atmosphere, we returned to our lodging and had a dinner that, while not abundant, was delicious.
I couldn’t help but think of Haruna after tasting the more spring-like kaiseki than during my previous visit…
Anyway, after finishing our meal, we moved on to a hot spring bath. However, the mood was somewhat different from when I was with Haruna and Noa… there was a reason for that.
First off, my time in the hot spring with the other two… well, how can I say this? It felt like an erotic atmosphere was fully ripe even before stepping in the bath? When I think back, it was quite a mess.
In contrast, the two accompanying me this trip seemed to be looking forward more to the time after the hot spring rather than the bath itself.
That’s because Nagisa and I often enjoy bathing together, and with Hina, we barely managed to navigate around the soundproofing at Abydos…
…In short, unlike the first time with Haruna and Noa, the sexual tension isn’t that high. Thanks to that, we could focus on the essence of enjoying the hot spring, which is a good thing.
After finishing the hot spring, I washed up and entered the room wearing my yukata. I immediately found myself in a situation where I had to take off the yukata.
That’s why I had to cancel saying they were adorable.
“Don’t just share someone else’s clothing size so casually…”
“…We’re not just anyone, Mika. We’ve promised a future together, right?”
Nagisa, who unusually emphasized ‘promised future,’ and Hina, who opened her eyes wide after hearing that, directed their gazes towards me.
Well, I mean. From the start of this trip, I was planning to share my feelings with Hina. Adding something relatively minor isn’t too significant.
Yep, very minor.
“…What are you saying is minor?”
“My privacy?”
“What if I say I feel like I know you better than you know yourself, Mika?”
“Ahaha… I’ll just agree with that one.”
Thinking my past doesn’t exist makes it possible, right?
But really, I feel like I’ve thought a lot about how to consider the kids.
Looking at the underwear and outfit before me, there’s no way I can’t think that way. Seriously.
“Whose underwear is this?”
“…Mine.”
“Hina-chan, are you messing with me?”
Whoa—whoa.
The underwear Hina prepared for me was a T-back. Yes, the sides, bottom, and back were all strings, with everything except the front made of tiny lines. Clap clap clap.
If I had known it would be like this, I would have asked Hina for at least one or two outfits, no, three!
…I was too hasty. A T-back is way too high a hurdle for just underwear.
“…The nipple patches, is that you?”
Nagisa’s silence avoiding my gaze was all the answer I needed for that question.
The truth about the two unnecessarily large travel bags was that, along with their luggage, they contained cosplay outfits they wanted me to wear.
These two, absurdly, had united in the ridiculous opinion of choosing cosplay wear for me when going to enjoy the cherry blossom festival.
They came with their minds made up to dress me up in whatever they pleased!
Several of the outfits they brought looked incredibly revealing at first glance. Though, there were somewhat normal ones among them…
But the first thing these two offered me was a completely backless sweater that left my back fully exposed, with my side breasts showing as well.
“Wow… thank you so much for bringing the nipple patches, Nagisa. How should I repay this kindness?”
“If you wear it instead of talking, I’ll consider it repayment.”
“…You know I want to punch you for saying that sarcastically? If you don’t shut up, I might just rip this apart. Yep, this is completely serious.”
“Fufu.”
“Hey, don’t smile like that. I’m just going to bed now?”
Not that I wanted to play along mindlessly with their intentions, so I threw out a useless threat, but…
“Another insincere remark. You’re going to put it on anyway, right? You’ll actually enjoy it once you start wearing it.”
“…”
Since they brought up my not-so-secret hobby, I found myself at a loss for words.
“I’ll make sure to take the best photos.”
“Whoa——whoa.”
“Shh. I told you not to do that, didn’t I?”
“…Nagisa, what’s that?”
“That just now? It’s what Mika-sensei says when she’s about to drop some bad language instead. She tends to do that.”
“Is it an exclamatory substitute? That’s cute…”
“It’s not all the time; it just has that sticky, prolonged feeling about it.”
Seriously, these two are annoyingly friendly with each other. It makes me mad.
“…Sigh.”
I wouldn’t be able to refuse anyway; I just wanted to get it over with quickly.
With that mindset, I slowly pulled up the T-back. Even though I was wearing underwear, I felt like I was still naked.
…This is really an unbelievable empty feeling. It’s oddly comfy too, which makes it even more dizzying.
“…Hoo, Heueng.”
“…”
The two of them were watching me too intensely. I felt like my skin was burning. Please, try not to make any swallowing sounds.
More importantly, how do I use these nipple patches…?
Ugh, I don’t know. Let’s just wear it.
Somehow, when I slid on the sweater, I thought, well… it’s quite revealing, but honestly, is there really that much difference from the school uniform Seiya wears…?
“Mika-sensei. If you’re done wearing it, could you turn this way?”
“…Seriously, I really don’t want to, Nagisa.”
“Yes, I love you lots too. So, could you kneel down and slightly twist your body to the side… yes, just like that.”
Click.
Click. Click.
The sound of the camera ringing echoed, multiplying my embarrassment exponentially.
At this moment, I was experiencing… the most humiliating moment in my life, perhaps more than anyone else in the world.
