Chapter 1: Don't Fight for Me!

Don't Fight for Me!

"Get out of the way!!"

It happened during lunch break in the backyard of a high school where not a single student was present.

A man's voice came down from above - no, not just a voice, a man came down.

From the top of the tree.

"Woah!"

The man failed to land, pushing me – or more accurately, me, a former high school boy who had been reincarnated as a high school girl – down.

What was this!?

I had never pushed a girl down before, but now a guy was pushing me down?!

"Ouch..."

The man groaned and sat up.

──Ugh.

When I finally got a good look at him, I was shocked.

It's obviously bad.

He had flashy, spiky red hair, a sloppy uniform and necklace, and even when he was crouching, it was clear that he had a 180cm build.

His aggressive, slanted eyes glared at me.

"Don't stand right underneath someone taking a nap."

Scary low voice!

However, before I could get scared, I made a retort in my mind.

...Napping on a tree, what era of shojo manga is this from!?

Even if I said something back, there was a clear difference in strength between me, a high school girl, and him, a well-built guy, so I kept quiet.

I glared back at him without saying anything,

"...Huh? Say something."

He urged me.

Even though it was obvious that if I said anything, his anger would heat up.

The red-haired delinquent, with his piercing gaze still pointed at me, moved his face closer.

It's the kind of thing you often see in delinquent dramas, that happens before a fight.

Damn, he has such beautiful features.

Handsome men must perish──

……hm, wait?

"Have I met you somewhere before?"

The red-haired delinquent looked obviously displeased at my question.

"Huh? I don't know any women as stinky as you."

"Who do you call stinky!?"

Isn't that a bit rude considering it's our first meeting?

Even though I was a high school boy who had never been particularly popular in my previous life, it still pissed me off.

"Sleeping on a tree is way more lame! Is this a showa era shoujo manga?"

I stood up and yelled back, and the delinquent stood up too.

"So what?!"

We stared at each other so close that our noses almost touch.

Once the battle begins, it is be obvious who would win.

Even in the midst of all this, a sense of deja vu crossed my mind.

...Shoujo manga?

I know I said it myself, but this seems like a pretty good keyword...

"...You're really weak-headed, openly mugging someone on school grounds, Onizuka. "

Once again, it was a tall male student who broke the tense atmosphere.

His smooth aqua blue hair matches his intelligent-looking glasses perfectly.

His neat uniform and straight back reflected his personality.

A man who looked the complete opposite of a delinquent student was standing next to us.

"Hey, what are you doing here, Ijuin?"

The red-haired delinquent – I mean, Onizuka – turned his anger from me to the guy with glasses.

The serious-looking man called Ijuin didn't move a muscle and simply brushed off Onizuka's gaze as if he was used to it.

"...What am I here for? Of course I'm on school patrol. It's my job to protect the ordinary students from delinquents like you."

"Ha! The Student Council President has a tough job."

Onizuka began to stare at Ijuin.

The two of them glared at each other.

It looks like a fight is about to break out any second.

–Or rather, has it already started?

"Anyway, don't involve regular students in the delinquent's misdeeds. If you're going to fail, then you should be the only one who fails."

Ijuin grabbed my right hand and tried to pull me towards him.

"Woah?!"

He pulled hard and threw me off balance.

"Huh?! I didn't do anything like that! This girl is the one who started the fight!"

Onizuka grabbed my left hand and tried to pull me towards him.

"Whoa?!"

The force was applied from the other side, forcing me to balance in the center.

The two of them were pulling my hands from both sides, creating a strange scene.

"Stop it!!"

My voice wasn't reaching them.

I tried to resist, trying to shake them off, but with my new female strength, they weren't going to budge.

"You guys! Stop fighting over me!"

--Ahh, how did it end up like this?