They walk into a fastfood restaurant in a shopping mall.
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The time was around twelve o'clock.
I sat down on a bench where I could see inside the restaurant and watched them through the glass.
They are just eating, exchanging a few words. There is no indication that anyone is making contact with them. No contact.
As a matter of fact, shortly after they entered the restaurant, a number of suspicious people entered the restaurant.
And all of these suspicious people were sitting in a place where Kijima had a blind spot.
One pair was a petite girl with huge breasts and a gal.
The other pair was a pair of slender, model-like figures.
And the other pair again was tall, with short cuts and ponytails.
What's suspicious is that they're all wearing sunglasses.
They are probably trying to disguise themselves, but the density of their sunglasses is excessive.
「What's this... Could it be that they're watching them too? 」
As I raised my eyebrows, I heard a voice behind me whispering, "Looks like it, Kizuna".
When I turned around in surprise, I saw a familiar figure standing there.
Shiratori-senpai and Takasago-senpai with their mouths full of crepes.
Both of them were also wearing sunglasses.
There are many things I want to say, but for now I'll just say one thing.
「Um... isn't your disguise too rough? 」
While
I was enjoying a Paris Collection video on my phone with a waterproof cover
while taking a bath, a pop-up suddenly appeared on my screen.
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Mai
Mai : Fu~min's Mama sent me a
message――――!
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It was
a post on the group chat of the four favored princesses on the night before
last.
For
now, I'll just type a response with the same feeling of dismay.
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Misuzu : Mai, you're not nervous at all, huh?
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Before,
before I became a favorite princess.
It reminds
me of the distance between Mai and Fumi-kun's Mama, who seemed to be just like
a friendly wife and mother-in-law, when we visited Fumi-kun's house together.
I was
amazed that there was no limit to how friendly they could be.
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By the
way, Mai once sent me a photo of Fumi-kun when he was three years old, and I
felt like I knew the source.
They walk into a fastfood restaurant in a shopping mall.
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The time was around twelve o'clock.
I sat down on a bench where I could see inside the restaurant and watched them through the glass.
They are just eating, exchanging a few words. There is no indication that anyone is making contact with them. No contact.
As a matter of fact, shortly after they entered the restaurant, a number of suspicious people entered the restaurant.
And all of these suspicious people were sitting in a place where Kijima had a blind spot.
One pair was a petite girl with huge breasts and a gal.
The other pair was a pair of slender, model-like figures.
And the other pair again was tall, with short cuts and ponytails.
What's suspicious is that they're all wearing sunglasses.
They are probably trying to disguise themselves, but the density of their sunglasses is excessive.
「What's this... Could it be that they're watching them too? 」
As I raised my eyebrows, I heard a voice behind me whispering, "Looks like it, Kizuna".
When I turned around in surprise, I saw a familiar figure standing there.
Shiratori-senpai and Takasago-senpai with their mouths full of crepes.
Both of them were also wearing sunglasses.
There are many things I want to say, but for now I'll just say one thing.
「Um... isn't your disguise too rough? 」
Of
course, the Shota-Fumi images are kept forever, but anyway, does Fumi-kun know
that Mai and His Mama are messaging each other?
I
think it's a pretty big privacy breach.
While
I was thinking about this, Masaki responded to my message, and we started
chatting.
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[email protected]wife: I want to be
friends with Mama-san too!
Mai
Mai: @Misuzu after all, Fumin's
Mama has recognized me as the official wife.
Misuzu: So we're pirates?
Ui
Tashiro: There’s no such story
Mai
Mai: Naron (No such?)
Misuzu: Naron
[email protected]:
Naron
Mai
Mai: Fu~min has a date at the
end of summer vacation
[email protected]:
With whom?
Mai
Mai: Aquarium date with
Imouto-chan who he loves very much
Misuzu: The new one at Seaside Park?
Mai
Mai: YES YES
Ui
Tashiro: Uchimatsugai
[email protected]:
We have to go to!
Mai
Mai: That's right!
Misuzu: Hmm?
Mai
Mai: Hmm!
[email protected]:
She's Fumio-kun's little sister, right?
[email protected]:
Maybe she'll join his harem one day
[email protected]:
I want to watch over her with warm eyes.
Misuzu: The truth?
Mai
Mai: There's no way Fu~min
would touch his sister.
Mai
Mai: But he's horny after the
date.
Ui
Tashiro: It's wrong
Mai
Mai: Direct attack
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「Hey! Fumio-chi, isn't that too much? I'm going to die! It's shocking me to the max! 」
But the next moment, I couldn't believe my eyes.
What I saw was a room for two people with a single bed on either side of the room.
There was a stuffed bear belonging to the girl who shared the room with me, looking at me with its inorganic eyes.
「Shocking... me... eh!? Haaaaaa! 」
An old frosted glass window, completely dark outside, lit by an old-fashioned tulip-shaped fluorescent light.
A bookshelf lined with problem books that can't be misplaced, and tacky marguerite curtains.
In this silent room, I
look around.
（W-Wait? What's going on? ）
It's not Fumio-chi's room, it's not my room, it's not the waiting room of a girl's bar.
But It's the second floor of the girls' dormitory. It's Takaka Takata's room on the second floor of the girls' dormitory.
（...Umm, well, if I think about it, pako-pako with Fumio-chi saved up enough money to repay, right? ）
Then as I got off the bed and looked into the mirror, what I saw was a plain pigtailed woman in a school uniform wearing dorky glasses.
（МJD (Seriously)? ）
I can't keep up with my thoughts. What kind of trick is it to restore the color of my deeply roasted skin, let alone my hair color?
（...But still, it’s lame, huh, my appearance ）
At any rate, I unfasten my kimono and take off my glasses.
My eyesight seems to have recovered, and I can see more clearly when I take off my glasses.
At least, my mind has sorted out the situation, but inside my heart, I'm so confused that I can't believe it.
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「Hey! Fumio-chi, isn't that too much? I'm going to die! It's shocking me to the max! 」
But the next moment, I couldn't believe my eyes.
What I saw was a room for two people with a single bed on either side of the room.
There was a stuffed bear belonging to the girl who shared the room with me, looking at me with its inorganic eyes.
「Shocking... me... eh!? Haaaaaa! 」
An old frosted glass window, completely dark outside, lit by an old-fashioned tulip-shaped fluorescent light.
A bookshelf lined with problem books that can't be misplaced, and tacky marguerite curtains.
In this silent room, I
look around.
（W-Wait? What's going on? ）
It's not Fumio-chi's room, it's not my room, it's not the waiting room of a girl's bar.
But It's the second floor of the girls' dormitory. It's Takaka Takata's room on the second floor of the girls' dormitory.
（...Umm, well, if I think about it, pako-pako with Fumio-chi saved up enough money to repay, right? ）
Then as I got off the bed and looked into the mirror, what I saw was a plain pigtailed woman in a school uniform wearing dorky glasses.
（МJD (Seriously)? ）
I can't keep up with my thoughts. What kind of trick is it to restore the color of my deeply roasted skin, let alone my hair color?
（...But still, it’s lame, huh, my appearance ）
At any rate, I unfasten my kimono and take off my glasses.
My eyesight seems to have recovered, and I can see more clearly when I take off my glasses.
At least, my mind has sorted out the situation, but inside my heart, I'm so confused that I can't believe it.
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「Hey! Fumio-chi, isn't that too much? I'm going to die! It's shocking me to the max! 」
But the next moment, I couldn't believe my eyes.
What I saw was a room for two people with a single bed on either side of the room.
There was a stuffed bear belonging to the girl who shared the room with me, looking at me with its inorganic eyes.
「Shocking... me... eh!? Haaaaaa! 」
An old frosted glass window, completely dark outside, lit by an old-fashioned tulip-shaped fluorescent light.
A bookshelf lined with problem books that can't be misplaced, and tacky marguerite curtains.
In this silent room, I
look around.
（W-Wait? What's going on? ）
It's not Fumio-chi's room, it's not my room, it's not the waiting room of a girl's bar.
But It's the second floor of the girls' dormitory. It's Takaka Takata's room on the second floor of the girls' dormitory.
（...Umm, well, if I think about it, pako-pako with Fumio-chi saved up enough money to repay, right? ）
Then as I got off the bed and looked into the mirror, what I saw was a plain pigtailed woman in a school uniform wearing dorky glasses.
（МJD (Seriously)? ）
I can't keep up with my thoughts. What kind of trick is it to restore the color of my deeply roasted skin, let alone my hair color?
（...But still, it’s lame, huh, my appearance ）
At any rate, I unfasten my kimono and take off my glasses.
My eyesight seems to have recovered, and I can see more clearly when I take off my glasses.
At least, my mind has sorted out the situation, but inside my heart, I'm so confused that I can't believe it.
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「Hey! Fumio-chi, isn't that too much? I'm going to die! It's shocking me to the max! 」
But the next moment, I couldn't believe my eyes.
What I saw was a room for two people with a single bed on either side of the room.
There was a stuffed bear belonging to the girl who shared the room with me, looking at me with its inorganic eyes.
「Shocking... me... eh!? Haaaaaa! 」
An old frosted glass window, completely dark outside, lit by an old-fashioned tulip-shaped fluorescent light.
A bookshelf lined with problem books that can't be misplaced, and tacky marguerite curtains.
In this silent room, I
look around.
（W-Wait? What's going on? ）
It's not Fumio-chi's room, it's not my room, it's not the waiting room of a girl's bar.
But It's the second floor of the girls' dormitory. It's Takaka Takata's room on the second floor of the girls' dormitory.
（...Umm, well, if I think about it, pako-pako with Fumio-chi saved up enough money to repay, right? ）
Then as I got off the bed and looked into the mirror, what I saw was a plain pigtailed woman in a school uniform wearing dorky glasses.
（МJD (Seriously)? ）
I can't keep up with my thoughts. What kind of trick is it to restore the color of my deeply roasted skin, let alone my hair color?
（...But still, it’s lame, huh, my appearance ）
At any rate, I unfasten my kimono and take off my glasses.
My eyesight seems to have recovered, and I can see more clearly when I take off my glasses.
At least, my mind has sorted out the situation, but inside my heart, I'm so confused that I can't believe it.
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「Hey! Fumio-chi, isn't that too much? I'm going to die! It's shocking me to the max! 」
But the next moment, I couldn't believe my eyes.
What I saw was a room for two people with a single bed on either side of the room.
There was a stuffed bear belonging to the girl who shared the room with me, looking at me with its inorganic eyes.
「Shocking... me... eh!? Haaaaaa! 」
An old frosted glass window, completely dark outside, lit by an old-fashioned tulip-shaped fluorescent light.
A bookshelf lined with problem books that can't be misplaced, and tacky marguerite curtains.
In this silent room, I
look around.
（W-Wait? What's going on? ）
It's not Fumio-chi's room, it's not my room, it's not the waiting room of a girl's bar.
But It's the second floor of the girls' dormitory. It's Takaka Takata's room on the second floor of the girls' dormitory.
（...Umm, well, if I think about it, pako-pako with Fumio-chi saved up enough money to repay, right? ）
Then as I got off the bed and looked into the mirror, what I saw was a plain pigtailed woman in a school uniform wearing dorky glasses.
（МJD (Seriously)? ）
I can't keep up with my thoughts. What kind of trick is it to restore the color of my deeply roasted skin, let alone my hair color?
（...But still, it’s lame, huh, my appearance ）
At any rate, I unfasten my kimono and take off my glasses.
My eyesight seems to have recovered, and I can see more clearly when I take off my glasses.
At least, my mind has sorted out the situation, but inside my heart, I'm so confused that I can't believe it.
[email protected]:
That's it!
Misuzu: I'm not going. It's not cool to be
pushy.
Mai
Mai: Okay, Masaki, I'll meet
you at Seaside Park.
[email protected]:
OK! （=゜ω゜）ノ
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After
chatting, I get out of the bath and let the bath towel absorb the drops of my
hair. Then I thought it again.
Of
course, it's not that I don't care about it.
If there's
a chance to be with Fumi-kun, I'd give it my best shot, but I don't think this
is the right time.
As his
favorite princess, I don't want to do something that Fumi-kun might not like...
something like that.
But
yesterday, when I told Akira about it at the shooting site...
「Are
you an idiot?」
I've
heard that before.
「Why!?」
When
I asked her back, Akira scowled, "It's hot" and took off the yellow
down ochre jacket that we had used for the shoot, which would be in fashion
this winter.
We
have to finish shooting winter items in the summer before the magazine can publish
them in time. That's why the sense of season in the photo shoot is absurd.
It's
fine if it's in a cooler studio, but to be honest, shooting outdoors in August,
wearing a down jacket is just hell.
「Misuzu,
you're insane to miss such a chance. Even for a favored princess, it's the law
of the jungle」
「Even
if you say so, Fumi-kun has his own privacy... And it's not a game of chicken
and egg. Fumi-kun wants all the favored princesses to get along...」
As I
said that, Akira shrugged her shoulders.
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「Yes,
it's true, we should get along, but Confinement King-sama only has 24 hours in
a day, you know?」
「Yeah,
that's right」
「Don't
you understand...? So, when it comes to how much time he can give you, it's a
competition.」
「I
understand that, but...」
「I'm
not saying that you should interfere with his date with his sister, or that you
should get some time with Confinement King-sama on that day. What I mean is you
must know her face, her name, her personality, her taste, and take her in!」
「Take
her in?」
「Yes!
Confinement King-sama loves her very much, right? Then, if you can get in touch
with her later and get to know her, your chances will be much better!」
「I
see...」
「Get a
grip, I'm a member of your faction, after all. If you can't get enough time for
Confinement King-sama, I'll be in trouble too」
「I-I'm
sorry...」
I feel
like we've been talked into it, but that's why Akira and I are hiding in a
building by the aquarium that day, waiting for Fumi-kun and the others.
As we
saw Fumi-kun and a girl who looked like his sister went into a fastfood
restaurant, they are followed by Masaki and Mai. Behind them, Ui-chan and
Natsumi-chan also follow them into the restaurant.
The
presence of Natsumi-chan is nothing strange.
I knew
that Ui-chan would ask Natsumi-chan for advice, and in fact, if Ui-chan was
acting alone, I would be worried about her.
「We're
coming, too」
「Uh,
y-yeah...」
At
Akira's urging, we start walking towards the restaurant.
I
don't want to face Mai and Masaki since I've already told them "I'm not
going", but I still need to go inside the restaurant to understand the
situation.
As soon
as I entered the restaurant, Mai and Masaki turned their smiling faces towards
me.
（I'll
pretend not to notice...）
I
ordered only a café au lait and sat down on a seat right behind Fumi-kun, so
that we are back-to-back.
It's
so close. I can almost hear Fumi-kun's voice in my ear.
But I
nodded to Akira and listened to their conversation.
『Well,
the track and field club are fine, but a girl from another club said that as
soon as the third year retired, their second year member started bullying the first
year』
『Is
that so?』
『Yeah,
it seems like the basketball club is having a hard time...』
（The
second year of the basketball club...?）
The
other day, President Chihiro asked me for advice and I said, "Why don't we
just hire her?" I think that girl was in the second year of the basketball
club.
If
she's involved in the bullying, we'll be in trouble. We have to be careful.
Of
course, there is the issue of personal character, but if the fact of bullying
is found out, or if it is reported in a weekly magazine, it will damage the
image of the office, and it will be bad for us.
（Just
in case... it would be better to let President Chihiro know about it, too）
After
that, there was nothing special to say. When Fumi-kun and the others left the
restaurant, we all left our seats at once.
「You
came after all, didn't you?」
「You're
such a tsundere even at this moment... Misuzu-chan」
「No,
it's not like that」
As I
walked out of the restaurant, Mai and Masaki approached me with smiling faces,
and I couldn't help but pucker my lips.
Then――
「Come
on, we'll lose them if we don't hurry. Confinement King-sama, I think, is
already in the aquarium」
Akira
said, and we looked around in a panic.
Indeed,
we couldn't see Fumi-kun and the others, nor could we see Ui-chan.
