[Tutorial] Self-indulgence

A little embarrassed, he dug out the so-called spare uniform that he had prepared for a long time from his schoolbag, and then put on the uniform against the subtle eyes of the passing crowd.

"..." He murmured in a low voice, he glanced at those who were looking at him, then walked to the door of his class with his head down.

Laughing and the like are commonplace for him, so he didn't care much when he was tapped on the shoulder along the way and said, 'I didn't expect you to do this' or 'You have courage, haha'. .

He stood at the door of the classroom, and a second before he was about to open the door, he took a breath to mentally prepare himself for the words he might face later.

"Gunji-kun, is there any problem with the upcoming game?"

"Yes, yes, not to mention that Mochida is still a senior in the first year of high school, and he is also the head general of the Kendo Department."

"I heard some people say... that Mojida-senpai often does things like bullying the small."

"Huh? No way?!"

When he walked into the classroom, what he faced was not the ridicule of his classmates, but three or five girls surrounded him to defend him.He looked at the girls and blushed a little, but his behavior aroused those girls' desperate cries even more.

And in that call, the voice of that person also intervened. [As expected of Tsunayoshi-kun who is quite popular among girls☆] His voice sounded very frivolous, but he was used to it.

With a shy smile, he walked carefully to his seat and sat down, and then he lay down on the table with a sigh of relief.

He lay on the table, peeking out one eye at the classmates in the class.Some people were still discussing about him, some were chatting about last night's TV series, and some were talking around Kyoko, and occasionally glanced at him.

Then the school bell rang.

This class is English, which is also his weakest subject.According to past experience, he will definitely be called up by the teacher to answer questions.In other words, no matter which class it is, he will be called by the teacher.

"Well, I invite Zetian to answer this question." As if seeing through his thoughts, the English teacher immediately pointed to him. "Just translate this paragraph. It's already very short, only two sentences."

When he stood up unwillingly, he could hear many small voices behind him telling him the meaning of these two sentences, but because the voices were too small and mixed together, he couldn't hear anything clearly.

In the past few times, he basically relied on the help of that person to avoid the situation of asking parents for questions that he could not answer...

So it's the same this time.

He covered his face with an English book, and at the same time he turned to that person for help in his heart. [That...remember to help me. ]

When I said this in my heart, it was as natural as asking about the weather, without the anxiety of asking for help.This is a habit left over from his childhood.

When he met that person around the age of four, Tsunayoshi Sawada was just a crybaby at best, but after going to school, Tsunayoshi Sawada could be described as a waste.

Useless, useless, all kinds of labels are attached to him like money. In simple terms, he is bullied. It's just that he was frightened by older children when he was a child, and it turned into teasing among his peers.

In many cases, unintentional words between peers can cause more harm.

He almost had the urge to not go to school at all, and then that person... the person who had never talked to him except for a few words at night, suddenly spoke to him.

Said some words that made him ignorant, and then took over the initiative of his body to live in school for half a month instead of him... It was obviously something that he should feel afraid of, but he felt a strange mood.

As if he had found something he could rely on, he didn't feel scared about it, but felt it was too good.

It was almost from that time... He and that person began to have frequent inner exchanges, and even like this morning, that person controlled the dominance of the body.

At the same time, he, who was originally labeled as a waste wood, has unknowingly become the one in the eyes of everyone...

[Weak little prince?]

"Zawatian, translator." The teacher waited for his answer coldly on the podium, and he also waited for that person's answer in silence.

In the end, he really couldn't sink his breath, and couldn't help urging. [Ahh... let's talk. ]

[Don't call me, my English has been completely scumbag for more than ten years, let alone I have not touched English for more than ten years now.Besides, others have reminded you, don't you know?I can clearly hear the sentence "I thought we would be together for a lifetime, but I didn't expect to be separated because of this kind of unreasonable or simple trivial matter." ]

In an awkward tone that only he could hear, the man still spoke the answer.

After he got the answer, he seemed to get some kind of support, and he looked at the English teacher with his back straightened inexplicably. "The meaning of this paragraph is that I thought we would be together for a lifetime, but I didn't expect to be separated because of such... small things." When he said this sentence, the heart of the young boy Sawada Tsunayoshi jumped inexplicably.

"Ah? Cough, the translation is good." The English teacher didn't seem to expect that he, who was hovering around the pass line every time, could translate this passage, and it was somewhat unnatural when he told him to sit down.

In the following time, like every previous class, he pretended to be listening to the class and told that person what only the two of them could hear.

When it was almost time for Mochida to declare war on him, he pretended nothing happened and slipped to the toilet, ready to sneak away like this.

"Are you going to escape?" As soon as he opened the window of the toilet, he saw the baby in a black suit stroking his beard and smiling at him with an inscrutable expression.

[Escape is death, go back...]

The fate of a person without any physical training against the last person who served as the head general of the Kendo Department... Needless to say.

The consequences must be the same as when he was a child, being teased and bullied by those older children, and he had no power to fight back.

[If you go back to fight, maybe you can get the love of the lovely Kyoko goddess? ]

That person and the baby in the black suit stimulated him with different words, and he, who was determined to run away, finally walked to the gym in a strange way.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw that the stadium was crowded with people.

[Do you want me to help?Lovely Mr. Good-for-nothing. ]

[I do not want. ]

[Tch, then be careful yourself,... Oh, don't worry, girls will have maternal feelings towards certain types of boys who are not very capable~ Although I like the handsome and reliable type. ]

For some reason, his mood was suddenly a little down.

He shook his head, waved away the depression, and looked back into the stadium.

Some of the people here shouted, "The waste chai gang is really here," and some shouted, "Gangji-jun, come on, don't lose."Most of them came here to watch his jokes, and a small number of people cared about the so-called weak faction Tsunayoshi-kun.

...Where's that trash gang?

He suddenly thought, in this arena, who cares about that incompetent boy who can't do anything?

"..." He looked up at Kyoko Sasakawa who was with Hana Kurokawa in the left stand, and then heard the voice of that person.

[Tell that guy not to put on the kendo uniform after playing, remember. ]

The voice was flat, whether it was caring or mocking.

He nodded, and made this request decisively when he entered the court, and no matter how viciously the opponent glared at him, he didn't back down a step.

The one who compromised was Mochida.

Mostly because he felt that wearing the kendo uniform would not affect the victory or loss, and because he couldn't bear the booing of the girls in the stands who were cheering for Azuna, Mochida, who had refused to give in at first, finally took off the kendo uniform on his body.

As Mochida thought, it doesn't matter whether he wears the kendo uniform or not.

Just like a chicken being chased by an eagle, he can only be chased around by Chida wielding a bamboo sword in a panic.Not to mention winning 'one book', even getting close to this person is probably difficult to do.

After running around the field for more than half a circle, he finally sat down on the ground without strength, but suddenly felt that his right hand uncontrollably clenched the bamboo sword that he had thrown aside before.

[……Huh? ]

[No, it's just that I can't stand it anymore. ]

The voice of that person sounded like a sigh in his mind, and then his consciousness retreated to the second line, standing in the white space like a bystander, watching 'myself' trembling the bamboo sword as if afraid Hold it in both hands and stand in front of you.

Then when Mochida raised his bamboo sword towards 'him' and prepared to swing down the winning blow, 'he' started to move.

The moment when the bamboo sword in Chida's hand was raised to the highest point, 'he' thrust the bamboo sword in his hand straight between Chida's crotch.

[…………ah?Ah hello! ! ]

Even from the perspective of a bystander, he couldn't help but screamed, and his body shivered suddenly.

... the final victor is him.

When he gained control of his body, his first reaction was to drop the bamboo sword in his hand, and instead of looking into the eyes of those people in the arena, he chose to flee from the school quickly.

[Hmph, look!It's that easy to win www]

[It's so embarrassing!At least you have to act like a hero, make a big reversal like a hero!This is complete nonsense, nonsense. ]

[...=皮= You are so annoying, you can’t do this, that can’t work, where did you come from, old lady.Anyway, as a rough guy without that stuff, I only know the pain of that day. ]

Having been with that person for so long, he understood the meaning of the so-called day almost instantly. He blushed in embarrassment and yelled at the place where there was no one there. "I won't be able to meet people at all! And maybe Ms. Kyoko will think that I'm that kind of...that kind of..."

[abnormal?Ahhh, so what are you going to do.You didn't want me to help you at the beginning, but you didn't think you were handsome enough, what do you want me to do! ]

In a daze, he seemed to see a vague-faced woman scratching her hair anxiously and roaring towards a certain direction in the white space.

The man seemed a little annoyed.

After feeling that emotion, he was suddenly a little confused.

Why did he refuse that person's help?

Obviously, if he accepts it at the beginning, he won't have the embarrassing chase at the beginning. Although the method is a bit... But it did help him win the victory.But why did he just feel awkward?There is always a feeling of being ashamed of being helped by her like this.

shame...?

He froze for a moment.

This was the first time he felt this way, and he didn't quite understand why he felt this way, it was just... It was so useless, yes, he just felt that it was too useless to rely on her.

[Okay, okay, anyway, I was wrong, okay... You must know that the so-called adults are so despicable, because people are the ones who know how to avoid risks as they get older. ]

"But," he heard his voice come out of his throat, and then, as if he didn't want others to find out, he closed his mouth and silently refuted that person in his heart.

[...If you do this, you will not be able to see the scenery that you could have seen before. ]

After saying such a sentence, he thought it was over, and waited for the next round of roaring from that person, but that person fell into silence as if he had disappeared. He was a little uneasy, so he could only apologize to her timidly , he couldn't figure out why he said that and did this, but a strange feeling that made him feel a little bit bitter was born like this.

Just because he didn't get a response, he started to feel uneasy.

Something is changing.Now, after ten years with that man, something began to change.

He didn't understand that feeling for the time being, but he didn't hate it, and even said he liked it a little bit.It was a feeling that could only come from the time spent with her.

While he was distressed, he slammed himself heavily onto the bed.

[...The scenery I can see now is the scenery you can see. ]

When he was about to fall asleep, he finally got a response from that person.

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_Three chapters... I don’t know if you can get used to it... This kind of perspective will not last forever... I promise...