This is how it turns out... 23

A month has passed since the patting incident.

 

When Arona patted my head, my sense of shame really hit its limit.

 

 

 

Honestly, I don't remember it well.

 

 

 

My survival instincts must have erased that moment from my memory.

 

 

 

So, I don't really recall it.

 

 

 

'Ugh... why, why... is this happening...'

 

 

 

I think I lost consciousness after that moment.

 

 

Why do I get so loose when someone pats my head?

 

 

 

Curious, I tried patting my own head.

 

 

 

'Stroke- Stroke-'

 

 

 

'I don't feel anything...?'

 

 

 

Really, there was no reaction.

 

 

 

When someone else pats me, I feel a strange shiver and loosen up, but when I do it myself, there's nothing.

 

 

 

After that day, I've been distancing myself from Sensei even more thoroughly.

 

 

 

Especially, I never get within arm's reach of Sensei.

 

 

 

Sensei looked downcast... but what can I do?

 

 

 

I still keep in touch with Momoi and Midori.

 

 

 

They finally finished Tales Saga Chronicle and bragged to me.

 

 

 

They asked me to play it once and give feedback, but there's no way I'm doing that.

 

 

 

I don't want to have nightmares again.

 

 

 

The President is still watching how I'm living.

 

 

 

Now, I'm used to it, so when I need to call the President, I just speak into the air instead of sending a Momotalk.

 

 

 

Even now, a month later, I'm still taking classes from Sensei at Schale.

 

 

 

During class, I stay within arm's reach of Sensei.

 

 

 

Sometimes, every time Sensei raises his arm to head height, I flinch.

 

 

 

I tried everything to minimize class time, but the President stopped me.

 

 

 

She said I had to take tests to get into high school.

 

 

 

Unless I'm going to Millennium, considering the average intelligence level of Kivotos students, I don't think it's necessary to go this far.

 

 

 

And today, I headed to Schale.

 

 

 

"Hi, Nito!"

 

 

 

"Hello..."

 

 

 

With polite speech which I've become quite proficient at over the past month.

 

 

 

"Let's keep today's class short."

 

 

 

"Why...?"

 

 

 

"I'll tell you after."

 

 

 

Just tell me.

What's the point of dragging it out?

 

 

 

I grumbled to myself and prepared for class.

 

 

Sensei is grinning, looking very happy.

 

 

 

Somehow... seeing Sensei in a good mood...

It's annoying.

 

 

 

It makes me feel contrary.

 

 

 

Sensei started the class.

Sensei, having grown accustomed to teaching me, has become very good at it.

 

 

 

Now, I'm so good at studying that it's hard to find parts I don't understand in class.

 

 

 

It was frustrating to have to study even in this state, but what could I do?

 

 

 

I don't know what would happen if I ran away.

 

 

 

Sensei and I raced through the class.

As Sensei said, the class ended early.

 

 

 

"Alright, that's it for today."

 

 

 

"Yes."

 

 

 

After our study speedrun, we both got up.

Looking at the clock, it was only 1 PM.

 

 

 

Wait, something's off.

Even if we rushed through the class, it wouldn't end this early.

 

 

 

"Teacher, what about your other work besides class today...?"

 

 

 

"Oh, that? I passed it on."

 

 

 

Sensei passed his work on to someone, a student?

This kind of... Sensei?

 

 

 

"Ah, no, I mean... I just cleared my schedule because I had something to do, don't look at me like that..."

 

 

 

Well, I knew Sensei wasn't that kind of person.

 

 

 

"Then what's the reason for finishing class early, even skipping work?"

 

 

 

"Ah, right."

 

 

 

Sensei tapped his fingers, as if organizing his thoughts, then spoke.

 

 

 

"Nito, remember when I said we should visit various high schools for a tour?"

 

 

 

"Yes."

 

 

 

I remember.

Completely out of the blue, he asked me to go to other academies, and I thought the pedo perv was crossing the line again.

 

 

 

"I've decided on the first high school for our tour."

 

 

 

I had completely forgotten, but I guess he was thinking about it on his own.

 

 

 

"Um... where is it...?"

 

 

 

Where could it be?

I hope it's not too troublesome.

And I hope there are lots of pretty students.

 

 

 

"Well, the first place we're going is..."

 

 

 

Millennium would be good... or Hyakkiyako Academy...

 

 

 

"Abydos High School!"

 

 

 

I'm screwed.

 

 

 

"What?!"

 

 

 

"What, do you know it?"

 

 

 

"Ah, no."

 

 

 

"Right. We'll probably leave within an hour."

 

 

 

Are we leaving soon without telling me beforehand?

 

 

 

"I'm sorry for telling you so suddenly... they sent a support request this morning..."

 

 

 

Is Momotalk just for decoration?

I'll read it! I won't ignore it! Send it! Sensei!

 

 

 

"And..."

 

 

 

What else is there?

I looked at Sensei, signaling him to speak.

 

 

 

"Well... this is a bit awkward for me too..."

 

 

 

Ah!

What is it that you're hesitating so much?

Just say it!

 

 

 

"What is it?"

 

 

 

"Well, this is for the tour, right? So, it's technically a class, and..."

 

 

 

This is frustrating.

 

 

 

"So, what's the conclusion?"

 

 

 

"Nito-chan has to wear a school uniform."

 

 

 

"...I'm not going."

 

 

 

"Wait?!"

 

 

 

I ran away from Sensei, who was trying to grab me.

 

 

 

School uniform?

He wants me to wear a skirt?

I'd rather die than do that.

 

 

 

I'd rather be stroked by Sensei again.

 

 

 

"I won't go!"

 

 

 

Just as I almost reached the door,

 

 

 

"Arona! Suspend Nito's authority for a bit!"

 

 

 

-Eh? Then...

 

 

 

"I'll play with you all day tomorrow."

 

 

 

-Yes!

 

 

 

[No access privileges.]

 

 

 

Ah, it's been a while since I heard that.

 

 

 

I'm blocked.

 

 

 

"Now, Nito~? Let's go quietly~?"

 

 

 

"Hiiik?!"

 

 

 

Only a scream that no one could hear echoed in the Schale club room.

 

 

 

ㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡ

 

 

 

"Sniff..."

 

 

 

"I'm sorry, Nito. I'll buy you sushi when we get there..."

 

 

 

Glare-

 

 

 

"Ugh..."

 

 

 

 

In the end, I went to Abydos wearing a school uniform.

 

 

 

Nito's original middle school uniform wasn't like Millennium's, it's very flowy.

 

 

 

...This is the worst.

 

 

 

The awkward feeling of the skirt is driving me crazy.

 

 

 

I want to die...

 

 

 

"Sniff..."

 

 

 

"It's okay, Nito-chan. It looks really good on you."

 

 

 

I want to kill him...

 

 

 

I want to go home.

 

 

 

"Nito, did you know? The city of Abydos Academy is so big that people get lost!"

 

 

 

I know.

I wondered who would be dumb enough to get lost even with a phone map, and it's you.

 

 

 

Until you were about to collapse from hunger.

 

 

 

Yeah, just like now.

 

 

 

"Nito... where are we...?"

 

 

 

"Why are you asking me, I mean, me..."

 

 

 

I can manage thanks to my Halo, but it seems Sensei can't.

 

 

 

Hang in there, Sensei.

You can't die here.

If you die, who will buy me sushi?

If you're going to die, at least die by my hand.

 

 

 

In the main story, Shiroko, who was riding her bike to school, helps-

 

 

 

Screech-

 

 

 

"Nito...?"

 

 

 

Wow, she really appeared.

No, more importantly.

 

 

 

"Shiroko, can you help us?"

 

 

 

I showed Shiroko the nearly dead Sensei.

 

 

 

Shiroko handed her water bottle to Sensei.

 

 

 

"Wait, let me find a cup..."

 

 

 

Shiroko rummaged through her bag to find a cup.

Sensei hesitated for a moment, looking at the water bottle.

 

 

 

Wait, don't tell me...

 

 

 

Gulp- Gulp-

 

 

 

Is he really drinking straight from it?

 

 

 

Shiroko is flustered by Sensei's perverted act.

 

 

 

"Ah... that..."

 

 

 

"Yes?"

 

 

 

"No... it's nothing... don't worry about it."

 

 

 

"Okay, thanks for saving me."

 

 

 

After that, Shiroko asked Sensei a few questions.

 

 

 

Sensei explained that he came from Schale to support Abydos High School.

 

 

 

Shiroko glanced at me questioningly a few times, but I didn't have much to explain.

 

 

 

After a few questions, Shiroko roughly understood the situation.

 

 

 

"Then I'll guide you. It's nearby."

 

 

 

Following Shiroko, who was walking with her bike beside her, we headed to Abydos High School.