In the locker room after the closing of the store and after everyone had left.
The room was dimly lit, with only a little morning sun shining in through a small window.
I bit my lip tightly.
After all, I had fallen to fourth place.
First place went to Mako, the bitch.
Damn⊠donât you dare give me any extra motivation.
I slammed the desk with my palm in frustration.
Iâm in trouble.
Summer vacation was still a long time away, but there was only one day if I want to settle the target. If I didnât stay in first place for the rest of the summer, it would all be over.
My relationship with my teacher would be exposed, and the dream of a happy family that would have come true as soon as I graduated would disappear into thin air.
My teacher is fired. I was expelled. With that, the two of us are forcibly separated, with the world pointing fingers at us as we fall from the ranks of the diligent school public morals committee.
ăWhat am I supposed to doâŠ?ă
Iâm stuck. I am stifled. Itâs as if I canât reach out and grab anything.
I just want to throw everything away and run away from here.
I even thought that I could live like this, working in a girlsâ bar, somewhere where I didnât know anyone.
ăJust when I thought your return was delayed⊠What are you so upset about?ă
The next thing I knew, Cockroach maid was standing behind me.
ăâŠYouâre annoyingă
ăAre you giving up already?ă
ăBecause thereâs nothing I can do about it! There are still almost thirty days of summer vacation left! But I canât do this, no matter what I think!ă
ăHaa~âŠă
The cockroach maid nodded with a look of disdain on her face.
ăI canât help it. Iâll prepare a solution for Takata-sama, who is not as good as I expectedă
ăA solution?ă
ăYes, Iâve been ordered by the head maid to hire a bitch to handle Masterâs carnal needsă
ăWhat?ă
ăDidnât you hear me? A bitch to take care of the sex. The pay is unbelievable. 10,000 yen per ejaculation. Master is immensely wealthy, so itâs no wonder he can make 100,000 yen a nightă
ăWait! Wait a minute!? Master is⊠You mean, Fumio Kijima, right? You mean Iâm supposed to have sex with him?ă
ăYesă
ăNo, no! I donât want to!ă
ăIs that so? Well, if the head maid finds out that the bitch Iâve prepared for the sex is Takata-sama, sheâll punish me severely, so it would be better if you refuseă
ăI mean what finds outâŠ? Sheâll immediately know who I am!ă
ăBut, donât you remember that the last time you talked to Master, the room was completely dark? Master doesnât know what Takata-sama looks like now. Just act like a dirty bitch and he wonât even know youâre hereă
He wonât know itâs me? As soon as I thought that, I felt my heart shake.
But somehow I managed to hold my ground and shook my head.
ăAnyway! I refuse!ă
ăI see. Well then⊠please feel free. Then please return to your roomă
And then Cockroach maid simply backed off and led me towards the commuter entrance.
âăâăâ
ăGood evening! Aramaki-san announces the time is nine oâclock at night, Jake! Letâs gather at the round table, Jake!ă
ăHii!?ă
Aramaki-sanâs voice rang out so loudly that I jumped up on my bed.
ïŒOhâŠI must have fallen asleepïŒ
In the morning, after finishing my hot sandwich, I fell asleep and woke up to find curry and pork cutlet on the table.
After eating it, I must have fallen asleep completely.
ïŒIâve been up all nightâŠïŒ
It couldnât be helped. Death march at the end of the project. Iâve been working late at night for a while now.
Lying in bed with nothing to do, it was obvious that I would fall asleep.
I shook my sleepy head and woke up.
ïŒNine oâclock at nightâŠthat means itâs time to open the polls, right?ïŒ
When I think of it as the time to decide who will be killed, it feels so unreal that itâs like something out of a movie or drama.
ïŒâŠTerrible sleeping habitsïŒ
I quietly walk out of the room, holding my hair in my hands.
Apparently, I was the last one to leave. Everyone except me was already sitting around the round table.
The seating is as you wish. Thatâs what the handbook said, but everyone is sitting in the same seat they were sitting in at the beginning.
The seat next to mine was empty. The lady detective is gone.
When I looked at the floor where she had fallen, I felt as if something cold had been poured down my spine.
There might still be the body of the detective under the floor.
When I took my seat and looked around, I saw that everyone looked somewhat nervous.
Fumijima-san was trembling and praying desperately to something, and Misuzu-chan was watching him with a grin on her face.
ăHaha, Fumijima, itâs finally time to say goodbye. Bye, byeă
ăNo, please donâtâŠă
Misuzu-chan waved her hands in front of him, and Fumijima-san looked as if he was about to start crying.
Aramaki-san is on the monitor. With a zoomed-out image.
When I sat down and everyone became quiet, she (?) cleared her throat, coughed a little. And thenâ
ăOh, it took five minutes for everyone to quiet down, Jakeă
She sounded like the principal at a morning assembly.
ăLooks like everyone voted, Jake. Even so⊠the results of the vote were pretty amazing, Jake, everyone voted for the same person except for two people, Jakeă
At that moment, there was a sense of relief in the air. I guess everyone had a pretty good idea of who the votes were for.
ăItâs not funny, Jake. Iâd like to see a little more tension, Jakeă
As Aramaki-san let out a sigh, the hard rocker let out an annoyed sigh.
ăShut up. Seafood. Get on with it, ya jerkă
Then a close-up of Aramaki-san appeared on the screen.
ăItâs terrible, Jake! Youâre right, Aramaki-san is a bit of a jerk, Jake! But Iâm not a seafood and donât want to be one, Jake! The bug in my stomach just wonât go away, Jake!
And then, just when I thought Iâd seen the first image..
ăWell, speaking of bugs in the belly of salmon, they are Anisakis!ă
She was giggling to herself.
Apparently, it was a salmon joke.
Yeah, I think that joke is too early for human beings.
After a moment of silence, Aramaki-san went into a close-up again.
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ăSpeaking of bugs in the belly of salmon, they are Anisakis!ă
She repeated again.
No, itâs not that I didnât understand what she meant.
Still no one responded,
ăWell, the funny thing about that joke is that itâs about stomach bugs and parasitesâŠă
She started to explain her own joke, which was so painful that the new model with the short cut said..
ăDonât explain your jokeâŠă
And she gave her advice. Maybe sheâs a little kinder than I thought.
Aramaki-san, who had somehow managed to regain her composure, raised her voice a little and shouted again.
ăThen, letâs announce the results, Jake!ă
With a close-up of Aramaki-san in the background, the words âResultsâ appeared on the screen in a flashy motion, with flame effects.
Next, the words âAkira Mizuki â One Vote, Itsuki Kurashima â One Voteâ appeared on the screen.
ăWho is it! Who voted for me!ă
ăWhat!?ă
Akira-chan shouted, and the president gasped.
And finallyâŠ
ăMisuzu 9 votesă
With these words, an explosion-like effect appeared on the screen.
ăNoâŠno wayâŠă
Misuzu-chan stood up in a daze, her mouth half-open, and went rigid.
Next to Misuzu-chan, Fumijima-san said, âI-I survived!â and jumped up from his chair.
The sound of everyoneâs exhaled breaths echoed in unison.
It was me who voted for President Kurashima.
It was probably Misuzu-chan who voted for Akira-chan.
The fact that I that Misuzu-chan voted for Akira-chan after telling everyone to vote for Fumijima-san may have been an attempt to discourage people from voting for him in the next round.
ăWhy, whyâŠ?ă
Thereâs absolutely no explanation for it.
All I could say was that it was the way it had to be.
ăOh, you guys! How dare you!ă
Misuzu-chan shouted at the two new models.
And the new models tucked their chins provocatively at her.
ăSorry, Misuzu-neesan. I canât keep up with you anymore. I hope you die quicklyă
ăAha! Iâm sorry, Misuzu-chan, but Iâve been hiding this from you for a long time⊠I hated Misuzu-chană
Misuzu-chan backed away from the two who did not even try to hide their malice, bumping her legs against the chair.
ăN-no⊠UuuuuuâŠă
Then Misuzu-chan shouted desperately at Aramaki-san on the monitor.
ăYes, thatâs right! Mission! If I complete the mission, Iâll be saved, right?ă
ăIndeed, if you can complete it properly, you will be saved, Jakeă
On the screen, Aramaki-san nodded her head.
ăWhat do I have to do! I donât want to die! I-Iâll do anything! Iâll do anything!ă
ăFufun, well, then, letâs announce your mission, Jake!ă
Another flashy effect.
And the words on the screenâŠ
ăLive breeding sex with ugly guys! Worldwide emergency live broadcast!ă
Everyoneâs eyes widened in astonishment.
Misuzu-chan collapsed in a heap on the spot.
Without paying attention to her condition, Aramaki-san continued her explanation without hesitation.
ăThat red door. On the other side of it is a bedroom with an internet connection, Jake. And with that ugly guy there⊠Fumijima. Youâll have sex with him, and if he successfully impregnates you, youâll survive, Jake. Of course, the whole thing will be broadcast live to the world on the Internet, Jake, and the URL has been sent to all major media outlets, Jakeă
ăY⊠youâre crazyă
Misuzu-chan muttered in dismay, and Aramaki-san went up again.
And thenâ
ăBreeding is the most important part of a salmonâs life, Jake!ă
And then she said something incomprehensible from the perspective of the salmon.