Chapter 20: Acting cocky again would be plain rude (Bonus Chapter 4)

“Speak up now!”

“Uh, Director Gale, how about you ease up your force just a little bit and let her raise her head first?” Teacher Shimizu offered a reasonable suggestion.

Gale, who had been interrogating her in this absurd posture for nearly five minutes, snapped out of his intense expression and froze for a moment: “Ah, right, sorry about that, my mistake.

Covering someone’s entire face like this means they can’t speak, right, haha, I’m really sorry.”

As he spoke, Gale released his grip, stood up from the ground, and clapped his hands together to brush off the dust on his body.

Taking advantage of this chance, Chigusa leaped up off the ground.

Bending her waist and crouching low, she bared her teeth and glared with deep hostility at the man who had suppressed her in an instant.

Yet it wasn’t just Gale alone.

A woman dressed in a landscape-patterned robe stood to her left with a faint smile, while before her eyes, two women in faculty attire held pens, tilting their heads to glance sideways at her torso.

Chigusa tried to gauge any possibility of victory using her sharp, animalistic instincts.

“…”

Zero percent.

No matter what tricks she pulled, she had no chance of defeating four elite superpower teachers.

‘Besides, if this escalates into a huge scene, the Master won’t be happy either.

I should reason with them for now.

And I must report this situation immediately once I get back.’

—Tokiwa Martial Autonomous High School was by no means just an ordinary tier-two school as presented to the outside world.

She couldn’t even fathom the depth of power held by just these four teachers who arrived first.

This was definitely not the foundation of a normal superpower school’s faculty.

In a split second, Chigusa’s brain processed countless thoughts, before she finally forced a bright, pleasant smile onto her face, standing up to pat the concrete debris off herself: “Haha, I believe there must have been some kind of misunderstanding between us, right, teachers of Tokiwa Martial Autonomous High School?

Haha.”

“A misunderstanding?

What misunderstanding.” The superpower energy circulating in Gale’s right hand didn’t stop.

“I clearly sensed your killing intent toward my student just now.

You call that a misunderstanding?”

“Hahaha, this is definitely a misunderstanding.

I am a housekeeper for the Nishimura family.

Why would I ever try to kill such lovely students from your prestigious school?

It was just a tiny friction, just playing around with them, haha.

How could there possibly be any killing intent?”

Meanwhile, Aikawa Yoji—who had been moved over along with his chair to a seat by Teacher Shimizu—crossed his little legs.

He opened his phone, playing upbeat music titled ‘Summer Breeze’, and began delivering cheeky remarks to the beat.

“Oh-ho, haha, looks like you chickened out, didn’t you, you little wench?

That wasn’t the face you had when you were trying to punch me to death just now, huh?!

What’s wrong, keep beating me up then?!

Didn’t you think I was asking for a beatdown?

Now that you ran into someone you can’t beat, you turn into a spineless jellyfish, huh?”

“Oh-oh, I’m not a big scary tiger, I’m just a little kitty, meow meow meow~” As Yoji spoke, he even put both hands up in a meow gesture.

The taunting level was pushed to the absolute maximum!

“Hey, hey!

Yoji, you can’t be rude!” Teacher Shimizu lightly tapped Aikawa Yoji on the head with her finger, placing her hands on her hips in anger.

“Oh—”

Sasaki was so insanely jealous!

Wait a second, why haven’t you gone home yet?!

Didn’t the teachers evacuate all the students to head home just now?!

Why are you still here?!

Yoji’s two gentle sentences made Miss Chigusa harden up—her fists hardened up, that is.

The corners of her eyes twitched uncontrollably: “Classmate Aikawa, I don’t quite understand what you are talking about.

It was really just some playful banter earlier.”

“Ah yes yes yes, whatever you say, you spineless jellyfish, yep~”

“!”

“Yoji-kun!

Teacher is really going to get mad, you know!”

Sasaki was genuinely dying of jealousy!

Director Gale shifted his gaze, reaching out to pat the dust off the corner of Nishimura Asagao’s clothes: “Is she a member of the Nishimura family, Classmate Nishimura?”

Nishimura Asagao had a look of complete confusion: “I don’t know her at all, Director Gale.”

“?!!!”

“Nishimura Asagao!

You!”

“THUD!”

Suppressed once again, this time it was another teacher holding a notebook who stomped a foot onto the female housekeeper’s back.

“So that means she is an unidentified outsider who trespassed into our school with the intent to harm our students, right?”

“Phew, let’s just call the Superpower Regulatory Bureau directly.

If this has nothing to do with you and Classmate Yoji, hurry on home.

It’s about to rain.”

“Okay!

Thank you, Director Gale.”

“You’re very welcome.”

Gale’s smile was as gentle as a spring breeze.

“Wait, Director, you must be Director Gale.

I have proof right here that I represent the Nishimura family!

I have an ID card!

I—”

Just as the three were about to step out of the classroom doorway, Nishimura Asagao politely added a sentence: “Ah right, Director Gale, although our Nishimura family does issue work IDs to staff, those things are very cheap and extremely easy to forge.”

“Nishimura Asagao!

YOU!!!”

…

…

…

In the original plot, this should have been the part where everyone parted ways with their umbrellas.

Before the rain started falling.

Aikawa Yoji glibly chatted and complained with Asagao: “You really have a bad memory, huh?

Aren’t you afraid she’ll come back for revenge once her identity is cleared up?”

Nishimura Asagao shook his head: “It’s true that I’m an unwanted child in the Nishimura family, but I’m not someone a mere dog of a servant can bully at will.”

Yoji wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt Nishimura’s expression at that moment was unusually dark and gloomy.

“Alright then, how are you getting home?”

“Called a cab.

I have to get back by the designated time.”

“Alright, get lost then.” Yoji kicked Nishimura’s butt, watching that cheerful figure gradually walk off into the distance.

A soft spot deep within his heart was touched and filled.

Only after the other party boarded the taxi and completely vanished from sight did Yoji stretch out one hand toward Liyue.

“Hand it over.”

“Hand… what over?”

“Tsk, didn’t you come over to give me an umbrella?!

Just hand the umbrella over to me!”

“But I… I…” Aikawa Liyue hurriedly opened her messenger bag, her trembling posture looking like a completely different person from her cold, sword-wielding self just moments ago.

“But Brother, I only brought one umbrella.”

“?”

Only one?

What the heck.

In the upcoming plot, weren’t you supposed to give me an umbrella and then head home by yourself?

That way you could express your sweetness while also using the pouring rain to set the scene for Kurosawa Shizuku’s drastic shift in temperament, right?

Why did you only bring one umbrella?

Don’t tell me that in the original plot, you gave me the umbrella and then put on a cool front by walking home in the rain by yourself?

Aikawa Yoji had a million questions in his head.

The appearance of the female housekeeper earlier had made his heart skip a beat, worrying it might ruin the progression of the main storyline.

However, the arrive of the grade director managed to save the plot in the end.

The two didn’t have to fight, and Liyue still came over to deliver the umbrella before it rained.

Everything was so reasonable.

“But why did you only bring one?!

Aren’t you usually someone who prepares for every contingency?

What is the meaning of bringing just one?”

“I… when I checked the weather forecast this morning, it said no rain.

So… so I didn’t bring an umbrella with me.

This is just the one I kept in the classroom.” Aikawa Liyue trembled slightly, tightly clutching that single folding umbrella in her hand, her face full of grievance.

“…”

“Then how about… you give me the umbrella and run back by yourself?”

“!”

If Keiko were here, she would definitely give Yoji a good beating.

However, for the sake of the plot’s development, Aikawa Yoji could only resort to such a terrible plan.

‘Sigh, it wasn’t written in the plot, but I guess the protagonist just put on a cool front and walked home in the rain.

So I’m sorry, but you’ll just have to go get soaked in the rain.

Boiling hot water for you when we get back tonight is the final warmth this scumbag brother of yours can offer.’

Aikawa Liyue’s body swayed slightly.

She turned on her tiptoes, her sparkling eyes staring straight at Aikawa Yoji’s face.

“I want to share an umbrella and go home together with Brother, is that not okay?”

“…”

“…”

Yoji reached his hand out past the overhang of the school building’s entrance.

His fingertips touched a cold raindrop.

‘It’s already raining.’

“…”

“Then let me walk together.”

“Okay!”

…

…

“Aikawa Liyue, is there any particular thing bothering you right now?

Like the strange things that happened in the classroom?”

“Hmm—Brother’s expression when doing the kitty face earlier was super cute, which is troubling me a lot.”

“…”

“If you keep talking nonsense, I will definitely kick you out from under the umbrella.”

“Aww, please don’t!”

The rain poured heavily.

In the blink of an eye, the view of the street was covered by the falling threads of rain, pulling down a curtain of water.

Walking down the street, one couldn’t even see clear human figures.

By the street flowers and planters, listening to the sound, they sounded just like a normal pair of siblings.

The brother stayed closer to the road side.

Holding a pink lace umbrella with one hand.

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