Chapter 22: Chapter 19: Correcting the Young Girl's Mistaken Views on Love
April 19th, the night before it had rained but today was clear, with a slight chill in the air.
Half an hour was left until class began,
Haruka Yuzan sat in his seat gazing out the window, seemingly daydreaming, yet he looked like a scholar deep in thought...
The campus scenery was beautiful, adorned with a natural filter, as pretty as the pleated skirt of a beautiful girl...
The girls who had arrived early in the classroom could not help but exclaim in awe from the bottoms of their hearts.
Especially, Miko Tamamo, seated nearby,
Though it was a bet with a friend, she had made up her mind to surpass the class, no, the school-wide recognized handsome guy.
But didn't she have her little schemes too?
Who didn't know that second-class Yumeko Otome adored Haruka Yuzan?
With such a backdrop, if she could chase down the boy, she could surpass that high and mighty Miss of Gao Ling Zhi Hua! From then on, she would become famous throughout the entire school.
Moreover, Haruka Yuzan was just too handsome, there was no other guy in the whole school as stylish as him, wasn't it said that he goes to the gym to work out after school every day?
Miko's delicate throat slightly moved as she stood up and walked forward,
"Um... Classmate Haruka."
"Hmm?"
The voice nearby broke Haruka's train of thought,
He turned around, his short hair and cute face, clad in the Kanagawa High School uniform looking like a JK girl.
"Tamamo Student, is there something you need from me?"
Haruka Yuzan asked curiously.
When the boy turned his head, Miko Tamamo's face suddenly blushed a delicate pink, behind the beautiful young man through the window bloomed the cherry blossom tree, its tender petals drifting down, as if blooming specially for him.
"I..."
Hesitating for a moment, she finally managed to complete her sentence,
"It's about what the class president mentioned yesterday, the school has abolished the Homecoming Department, and I wanted to ask if Classmate Haruka has any departments he's interested in?"
Saying this, she shyly lowered her head, hiding her hands behind her back and gently scuffing her toes on the ground, she looked quite embarrassed...
"If there aren't any, I would like to invite Classmate Haruka to join our Literary Club..."
Haruka Yuzan inevitably sniffed his nose, whose shower gel smelled of green tea?
"Sorry, Tamamo Student, I naturally have no interest in writing..."
He shook his head with a smile and prepared to mind his own business.
Join the Literary Club? To stay miserable together with those artistic types every day?
"Why not? Classmate Haruka, your academic performance is so good, you might even have a chance at competing for the next-next term's club president?"
"Why the next-next term?"
Haruka Yuzan also showed interest—just why he could not compete for the next term's president.
"Because the president for the next term will definitely be selected from the sophomore students..."
Sensing that Haruka seemed a bit motivated, she quickly added,
"But, Classmate Haruka, you can compete for the position of vice president, I would definitely support you."
Her smile was radiant,
"Oh."
Haruka Yuzan responded indifferently.
"Sorry, Tamamo Student, second-class Otome has already invited me to the student council."
Seemingly not wanting to waste any more time, the handsome Haruka directly mentioned Yumeko Otome.
"Ah?"
Miko Tamamo was a bit surprised; she didn't expect him to respond so quickly or that Haruka Yuzan would agree?
Wasn't it rumored that Haruka Yuzan would rather die than reciprocate the pursuit of the Otome Family's heiress?
"Okay, okay... I'm late again, huh... But don't worry, Classmate Haruka..."
Seeing Mikoto Tamamo overacting again, Haruka Yuzan glanced at her indifferently,
"Alright, then come earlier next time."
???
Is that... supposed to be comforting?
Ignoring her, Haruka Yuzan took out a pink letter from her backpack that wasn't sealed, and could be opened directly,
One of the greatest pleasures for a beautiful boy each day,
Admiring love letters written to oneself, a habit full of wicked enjoyment,
"Hello, Classmate Haruka, remember that afternoon..."
This must be from a girl in the literature club, Haruka Yuzan thought as she looked at the delicate handwriting,
The whole love letter conveyed a sense of literary youth, expressing the little girl's naive longing for love in a very subtle way.
Hmm, not bad, Haruka Yuzan gave her most candid assessment and then carefully put the letter back into her backpack.
After all, it was a token of the young girl's affection, and even if she didn't reciprocate, she needed to preserve this cherished longing.
It would be too hurtful to simply throw it away without a glance, which was not the style of a heartthrob.
The morning classes passed just like that, like those innocent and pure images, sealed away in her memory.
Haruka Yuzan really enjoyed this slow-paced life during her school days.
Today at lunch, Otome Yumeko didn't come looking for him; her good buddy, Heisuke Yonchu was still at home fighting his illness.
Had the hot-blooded middle school boy still not claimed victory?
Haruka Yuzan decided to visit the boy after school.
After buying a boxed meal in the school cafeteria and finishing lunch, Haruka Yuzan planned to find a quiet corner to take a little break.
Walking along, all the benches under the cherry trees were occupied by those annoying couples.
At that moment, she suddenly missed that luxurious activity room.
The soft big sofa must be really comfortable to sleep on, right?
Suddenly, her phone vibrated twice, as if by some kind of telepathy,
Otome Yumeko had just sent Haruka a message,
"Are you missing me today? You probably had nowhere to nap at noon, right? The activity room is occupied, just go directly there. [Proud]"
Seeing this message, Haruka Yuzan was somewhat surprised,
She remembered that last night before going to sleep, Otome Yumeko had sent a message saying she had some things to do in the morning and would only come to school in the afternoon.
The miss was outside the school, but still thinking about her own matters?
Honestly, it was touching...
Actually, after yesterday's incident at noon, their relationship had become quite delicate,
Different from the previous cold treatment,
Now Haruka, when chatting, had started to slowly respond to the topics Otome Yumeko brought up,
Trying to understand more about the inner world of this beautiful girl.
Since she couldn't get rid of this situation, she might as well correct the girl's twisted notion of love,
Correcting a yandere girl's view of love?
That was a crazy and boring task.
But what else could she do?
Taking a deep breath, the deep blue sky was dotted with a few white clouds, and a plane glided through leaving a long white trail,
Alright! That's settled then!
Unable to change Otome Yumeko falling in love with herself, she would correct that misguided notion of love!
No matter the outcome, at least there shouldn't be any bloodshed!
Chapter 23: Chapter 20 Chiba Shimizu's Evaluation
The afternoon sun was bright,
ascending to the fifth floor of the teaching building, the noisy voices from the classes gradually dissipated.
This level was very quiet; nobody usually came here except for the student council.
The sunlight shone through the glass windows, and Haruka Yuzan glanced at the sign on the wooden door: Student Council Activity Room,
Had she really turned this place into her personal territory? Indeed, the rumors that the Otome Family was one of the school trustees must be true.
Detestable, the capitalist heiress,
But, if one were basking in the privileges of power themselves, that feeling was quite delightful.
You've fallen, Mr. Haruka.
Shaking his head, he pushed the wooden door open; it was said someone was in the meeting room today, and he was curious to see who else might enjoy Miss Otome's private resting room.
The door swung open,
and the room's setup was the same as before, unchanged.
The girl was sitting by the window, holding a book in her hands. On seeing Haruka Yuzan walk in, she merely lifted her head to glance at him.
There wasn't a ripple in her gaze, as if the sudden intrusion of a male student was no surprise to her.
"What a coincidence, you're here too," Haruka Yuzan inquired.
"Mhm," the girl nodded calmly, her eyes still lost in her book.
Seeing this, Haruka Yuzan, although curious about the relationship between Chiba Shimizu and Otome Mizuko,
didn't say much else, as Class President Chiba's indifference was well known; he would probably get nothing out of asking.
Anyway, he was there to sleep, and as long as he slept well, that was enough.
He pulled out a pillow and laid down on the sofa; the softness enveloped him comfortably, and before long, even breaths could be heard.
The half-open window of the resting room allowed breezes to stir up the silver hair, painting a visage as tender as cherry blossoms,
Chiba Shimizu closed her book and glanced at the boy sleeping on the sofa,
his black school coat draped over him and his legs dangled off the sofa without concern for appearance, which, paired with his handsome face, seemed quite nonchalant.
She stood up, closed the window, and the bustle of the wind was shut out, plunging the room back into silence,
with only the occasional sound of turning pages.
Perhaps it was the presence of a beautiful girl in the room that made Haruka Yuzan sleep so soundly—so soundly that he woke with a start and a racing heart upon checking the time on his phone.
1:20 PM,
With ten minutes left before class, a little more slumber could have led to oversleeping and being late.
He exhaled in relief, feeling a survivor's gratitude.
Rising from the sofa, he noticed Chiba Shimizu was still leisurely flipping through her book.
Slender fingers held the thick volume; her expression serene, unruffled.
"Class is about to start, Chiba Student,"
Haruka Yuzan said as he slipped on his coat, extending a kind reminder.
Chiba Shimizu nodded, then got up and placed the book back on the shelf; Haruka Yuzan caught a glimpse of the title, "Ulysses."
The epitome of "stream of consciousness"—do high schoolers read such things? How daunting.
Haruka Yuzan had only heard of it, but had not chosen to read it; precious time should not be wasted delving into the philosophies of the world.
"Class President Chiba, I didn't expect you to be on such good terms with Otome."
As they walked out of the classroom one after the other, Haruka Yuzan casually posed the question.
"Mhm, sort of..."
Chiba Shimizu nodded, her fingers brushing through her silver hair, revealing cute ears.
"Speaking of which, I was surprised when you passed me a note in class yesterday, Chiba Student," Haruka Yuzan mentioned.
The walk back to class still had some distance, and the silent atmosphere made Haruka feel quite awkward.
"I'm sorry for causing you trouble." It seemed like she didn't want the boy to misunderstand and added another sentence,
"In my sixteen years of life, you are the second weirdest person I've met....."
"The second?" Haruka Yuzan was somewhat astonished.
"Who's the first?"
An odd focus of attention, not caring why it's weird, but caring why he isn't the first.
"Otome Mizuko....."
......
The sunlight was lethargic, paired with those formulas on the blackboard, it was like an eternal lullaby.....
Through the glass windows, this time he didn't admire the scenery outside, nor did he glance at the passing pleated-skirt beauties,
Reflected on the glass was a vague face, but even through the natural blurriness, one could tell it was a complete hunk,
Remembering the casual words the girl had said that morning,
"On the surface, you seem to chat amiably with everyone, but in reality, you harbor your own pride, especially your gaze, it's not like that of a student who's just started high school...."
"Is it hypocrisy?"
"No, it seems detached from reality, placing yourself in the position of a laid-back observer, but the scale is grasped very well...."
"Moreover, you never hide your lechery, always pretending to look elsewhere while stealing glances at any girl wearing long socks."
"Maybe, I really am looking at something else?" Haruka Yuzan tried to salvage his image.
Chiba Shimizu stopped in her tracks, turned her head to look at the boy, her beautiful eyes were as clear as stagnant water, giving a feeling that she could see right through Haruka,
"Alright, alright, besides that, I am actually quite fond of money, but why do you observe me so closely, Chiba Student?"
Haruka Yuzan fell in defeat, but quickly launched his counterattack.
"Don't misunderstand, the reason I observe you is that Otome likes you, and you rejected her."
Chiba Shimizu withdrew her gaze and continued to walk forward, leaving behind a trail of fragrance in the air.
In that moment, Haruka Yuzan thought he saw a glint of something else in the cold girl's eyes,
Contempt and... triumphant joy???
Gathering his thoughts, he shook his head and looked towards the gracefully retreating figure of the girl,
Am I the only one in the position of an observer?
.....
Good news, there were only two classes in the afternoon, and the teacher didn't drag on, even better news, tomorrow is Saturday.
When the school bell rang, the moment the teacher walked out of the classroom, the class immediately became lively.
Talking about tomorrow, discussing clubs, and... studying?
"Classmate Haruka, I have an English essay I'd like to ask you about."
Mikoto Tamamo came over holding her English book, lifting her head, her finger on her lips, pretending to be very innocent and helpless,
"Am I interrupting your after-school time?"
Haruka Yuzan was quite speechless in his heart, knowing that it's interrupting after-class time, then why are you still coming over?
Simply annoying.
"I'm really sorry, but I genuinely want to understand."
As she spoke, Mikoto Tamamo bowed deeply towards Haruka and humbly offered her book,
As the girl bent over, Haruka caught a glimpse of the snow-white at her neckline, her button wasn't fastened properly, Tamamo Student.....
If it were properly fastened as required, this would never happen.
The commotion on this side caught the attention of the classmates, everyone looked this way, putting the boy on the spot.
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