CH 66

Chapter 66: Extra: College Students Don't Wear Uniforms, But... (2)

TL: Akabane

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Let's date in uniform! But we didn't have the experience to do so. So we decided to do what each of us wanted to do. The first to raise her hand was Yuzuriha.

"Yes! I want to have an after-school arcade date!"

"Oh, I know. I'm sure would like to do that."

Milan agreed with Yuzuriha's opinion, and we went to the arcade first.

Is there any place more affected by the times than the arcade? In my previous world, just before I died, the arcade was a beautiful place, for better or worse. But today, it's different. It's something very Yankee hangout....

"Ah... it's this atmosphere... my hometown is like this too... yankees hang out there and they are so yucky, it's hard to enter..."

Yuzuriha mumbles sullenly. Then she finds an empty dance game and tugs on my hand.

"This is it! I've been wanting to do this so badly! Yes I am! This overflowing sense of riajuu satisfaction! I'm so longing for it!"

"Well, for us shady types, there's a certain atmosphere that only the riajuu or advanced people who can do."

"That's right! But not today! I'm qualified to do it too! Haha-a!"

Yuzuriha proudly inserts a coin, selects a certain ani-song, and the game begins. Then she steps to the tune with me.

"Yes! Hoi! Seya! Uwee!"

Yuzuriha is dancing with a very happy voice. Moreover, her score was close to perfect.

"I love it... the panties of a serious JK..."

Ayashiro X was still the same in front of her skirt that swayed with her dance.

"This game is surprisingly difficult, but I'll do it...I'll incorporate this Yuzuriha's frolicking into the role."

Milan is serious at heart, so she takes a video of Yuzuriha and uses it as a reference for the role. Then the song ends and the scores are displayed. To my surprise, Yuzuriha was perfect.

"Wow! Yuzuriha is so good! It's more than twice my score!"

I praised Yuzuriha. Yuzuriha looked embarrassed and smug. I also just noticed that some high school-aged yankees are looking at us. Ayashiro is aware of it, or maybe they're just staring at me with a smirk that somehow tests me.

"Ehehe! I practiced like crazy yesterday while watching the internet! So.... It's this song... the one I promised to sing with that girl at karaoke... ahaha! I've shaken off all those bad memories! I did! I'm over it! Hahahaha!"

Yuzuriha keeps laughing with some kind of rapey eyes. I feel some sympathy for this girl's trauma.... So I suggest a slightly different game.

"Hey, hey. There's a game I want to play too!"

With that, I take everyone in front of a certain game. It was a punching machine. The yankees are looking at me with a smirk, as if they're trying to judge me.

"Come on, girls! Why don't you get naughty once in a while?"

"Oh? That's nice. I'll charm you with this Ayashiro X. Himena-sama's punch. Kukuku."

Ayashiro snaps her fingers and smiles ferociously. Then the girls punch first.

"Chestoooooo!!"

Yuzuriha's super enthusiastic yell echoes through the arcade. And the score is 40 points.

"Fufufu. I'm a pretty fit girl! That's right!"

Milan scored 100, which is probably high for a girl, right? Then, Ayashiro X, my favorite, stands in front of the punching machine. For some reason, she removes her eye patch while posing with a lot of outward appearances.

"My eyes see the weakness of every event that exists! Aha! Expose the violence! Strip me of my madness! Cross X, Princess Princess! Breaker!!!!"

Chanting a mysterious chuunibyou spell, Ayashiro punched as hard as she could. And then....

"No way...300 points?!"

"First place today? I've never seen a display like this before!"

To my surprise, the 300-point score was displayed on the screen with a flashy effect, and she was ranked No. 1 today. Ayashiro was gut-punching with a smug look on her face. This machine probably beats the boys as well, which is usually great.

"Wow, I don't even know what your weaknesses are."

"Pfft! I don't have any openings! Kukuku."

Ayashiro gives the Yankees a provocative look. They flinch a little. But even so, Ayashiro is still a girl. There is no way she can beat the boys with violence......right? So this is where it starts. Yankees are people of a hierarchical society, sensitive to the hierarchy of power. I'll show you what real violence is....

"Fuuuuuuuuaahhhh...."

I take a loud intake of breath and stand in front of the punching machine. Then, with all my might, I let loose with a punch.

"Sei!!!!!!!"

A thumping sound echoed from the punching machine. And the score displayed was a whopping 0.

"What, zero? Isn't zero strange now?"

"Yes. What does zero mean?"

Yuzuriha and Milan are tilting their heads. Only Ayashiro looked at me and laughed in a kind of chuunibyou full throttle.

"Oh dear. Overkill. Oh, my. I knew you were from this side of the world too. Kukuku."

And the yankee who was watching us was giggling. I guess they despise me because I look like a poor boy. In fact, they were gradually coming toward us. They must be trying to pick me up aggressively. But they soon stopped. Because the punching machine's casing suddenly started beeping.

(There is something wrong with the machine. Please send an attendant immediately.)

The machine continued to beep and beep. And then the clerk came over.

"Wow...the axis inside is broken...?"

The clerk took off the cover of the chassis, looked inside, and donked out.

"Huh? Sorry. I just punched it a little and broke it! I'm sorry! Please forgive me and I'll pay for it!"

I apologize to the clerk.

"No, no.... It's our rule that we don't ask for compensation from the customer if the item was broken by proper usage..."

The clerk understands that I wasn't using it in a strange way. I guess that's why it's a drag. And it was the same for the Yankees who were asking about me. They looked at me like I was some kind of monster. I stared at the Yankees and lightly shook my fist at them. Then they quickly turned their backs and walked out of the store.

"That's a smart way to get rid of them. I love it when you do that."

"I'm flattered by your compliment. Let's go to the next place!"

And then, we left the arcade.

The next person to make a suggestion was Milan. In front of a crepe stall in the park, her cheeks flushed red as she said.

"Please let me eat crepes!"

"Milan. Isn't your Japanese a little funny? Aren't you getting very nervous somehow?"

"Ha! Let's see... That's. That! Can I do the part where I make Kanata eat the crepe?"

"Well, I don't mind, but I think you're too nervous. You're being too respectful."

Apparently, from Milan's point of view, feeding crepes to boys is a nerve-wracking event. Yuzuriha and Ayashiro are watching Milan with warm eyes.

"Professor Ayashiro. The fact that you dare to let them eat it instead of feeding each other is still..."

"Yes, feeding each other. Actually, it's not as difficult to do as people think. But it's a girl's way of making her partner eat. It's more than love, it's almost love. It's the secret of a girl who gives you an intimate thrill and at the same time makes you feel motherly. By the way, girls who share the salad at a party are the pathetic ones who fail to master this art."

"I see! I'm learning a lot!"

Thanks for the explanation! It's so embarrassing to hear you say that! Milan in front of me is holding a crepe with both hands and staring at me. Very cute.

"...please...eat..."

"Oh, um, yes, thank you..."

I take a bite of the crepe that Milan brings to my mouth. A sweet sensation fills my mouth. At the same time, my heart beats with a rush of shame, and the devoted tenderness I feel from Milan makes me feel very warm. This is so good. I let myself be fed by Milan. It's something like this. It's so soothing...

"Ayashiro, I'm ready! Tapioca challenge!"

"Oh, my God! A woman with bigger tits than me is sucking tapioca on my tits! Haha!"

The two idiots were doing the tapioca challenge. Yuzuriha is sizzling and sucking the tapioca milk tea on Ayashiro's tits. I wonder. It looks so naughty. That thing is the most deviant student in the country. That's terrible. I thought that a high deviation score doesn't guarantee one's personality at all.

Finally, Ayashiro said she had somewhere she wanted to go. I followed her and we ended up at a video rental store.

"Aren't you a little envious when you see high school couples picking out movies and stuff? That's why I want to copy them."

"I totally get that. I really understand. I know. I'm very jealous."

When I started dating Igarashi in my previous world, video streaming services were just becoming commonplace. So I had never experienced going to a video rental store with my girlfriend. Thank you very much!

"Kanata! Kanata! Let's watch this!"

Yuzuriha shows me anime DVDs. I was so happy to see her looking around happily.

"Kanata! Cult movies like this are good! I recommend it! The acting in these movies is so good! It's wonderful!"

Milan was enjoying picking out a package of minor cult movies. I'm glad to know what she likes. Then Ayashiro pulled me by the sleeve.

"Follow me. I have a recommendation for you too."

"Oh. Let me see it. I want to know what you like."

And with a tug on my sleeve, I found myself walking through the curtain and into the 18-restricted section.

"Hey. What is this place?"

"It was my dream...wearing a school uniform and examining works with a boy...aha...awesome."

Ayashiro is excited, her cheeks rising. And she's definitely enjoying seeing me embarrassed. It is truly the devil's work!

"Fuah...I think so. I think that what women enjoy watching are the pussy shots, don't they? This film's director are very shameful to the actresses..."

Ayashiro's smile as she takes the DVD package and gives a nerdy commentary has that wonderful smile that is characteristic of people who talk about their favorite things. That's why! I can't allow it!

"Yes! Stop it! Ayashiro virus barrier!"

I take the package and put it back on the original shelf, blindfold Ayashiro from behind, and lead her out of the erotic section.

"Kya! Hey! I'm still choosing! Tokiwa, you're terrible!"

Despite verbally berating me, Ayashiro strokes my inner thigh with her fingertips. The almost dangerous ticklishness of that touch makes my heart jump uncontrollably. And then, I take Ayashiro to the slightly erotic section near the 18-restricted section, and I chose the package randomly.

"Can't you at least give me a break with this level of eroticism?"

I choose a slightly erotic melodrama movie with a wet scene of semi-nudity and show the package to Ayashiro. Then, she covers her face with both hands and twists her body around.

"No! Showing a girl a DVD of such a naughty movie! Tokiwa no echi!"

This travesty! Ayashiro X is very, very hard for me to control. I always get pushed around by this girl. But I can't help but enjoy it. We are strangely in sync. And yet, I can't help but feel sweetness. I didn't think I would be reacquainted with Ayashiro's charms at the video rental store. It was a very enjoyable experience. I think so.

In the evening, I suggested to everyone that we go to the observatory of the building. It was a goofy idea, but everyone was happy.

"Wow, it's amazing! It's so sparkling!"

"Yes, it's wonderful. The night view is really nice, isn't it?"

"It's a bit tacky, but it's nice, isn't it? Yes, it's nice. It's a good way to end the evening."

Everyone was enjoying the night view. So I decided to tell them a story to make them enjoy the night view even more.

"Geographically speaking, Ikebukuro can be called the edge of Tokyo. It's a culturally colored city on the border between the metropolitan area and the suburbs. In other words, it's an interface between hometown love and urban solitude, and the city grows by imagining new values from this friction and nourishing them..."

I will talk about the charms of this city in my own way. I'm sure everyone will enjoy it. That's what I thought.

"Peeeeeep! Yes! Tokiwa! Red card!"

Ayashiro took a red card from the chest pocket of her blazer and attached it to my lips. That cut off my nice, little talk in mid-sentence.

"Kukuku, Kanata, you're still the same... that kind of talk is not for high school students! Hahahaha!"

Milan laughed. Yuzuriha was also giggling.

"I love the face you talk about, but your stories really don't make sense. Mm-hmm. I really feel like a college student for that kind of thing, so Kanata is disqualified here! Ufufufu!"

Unfortunately, it seems my uniform date is game over here. I screwed up at the last minute. But we are all laughing. We've saved up some happy memories for today. It will surely give us strength on the day of confrontation that will come one day. I believe so. I hope that we can overcome our difficult future together. I prayed to the night view.