She always comes to Fujiwara-sanâs desk during break time, and it seems like sheâs glancing at me while weâre talking about something trivial.
No, no, no, thatâs not possible. Iâm just too self-absorbedâŠâŠ
But Fujiwara-san seemed to have noticed it somehow, too, and during lunch break, when we were eating our lunches, she said to me.
ăThereâs something strange about Misuzu today, isnât there? It seems like sheâs getting conscious of Fu~min. âŠâŠHas she finally realized Fu~minâs charm?ă
I tilted my head.
ăCharmâŠâŠ?ă
I canât believe Iâm saying this, but there is no such thing.
If I think about the relationship between her and me right now, it would be more appropriate to think that she is planning to harass me in any way she can.
Then, during the break time after fifth period, Misuzu Kurosawa finally started to harass me.
She suddenly said, âJanken!â and waved her hand in front of me. I like, âEh, w-what?â but I was wary of her, so at least I played along.
Kurosawa-san was very weak. Although, she had a tendency to harass me, but she was weak.
But even though she lost and lost, she didnât want to stop.
When she finally won on the ninth try, she let out a relieved exhale and poked her finger at the tip of my nose.
ăI win. Then itâs a punishment gameă
ââAnd so on.
Apparently, her eight losses were not acceptable.
Whatâs going on? Whatâs wrong with this girl?
Fujiwara-san, who usually makes no sense to me, was puzzled, so it was quite unclear.
I thought she was going to say, âGo buy some coffee and milkâ but for some reason she said, âYou should take a detour through the back gate todayâ.
Subtle. What a subtle way to harass me.
Just make me take a detourâŠâŠ
But in the meantime, I replied, âO-okay, I understandâ, but of course I had no intention of obeying.
In the first place, there is no such thing as a back gate.
Although Kurosawa-san had no way of knowing, the forest road behind the building was now a hot spot for police investigation. If I go to such a place, it is not surprising that I will be perceived as âThe criminal will appear at the sceneâ.
âŠâŠOr maybe Iâm watching too many cop dramas.
So, after school, I watched Kurosawa-san and Fujiwara-san leave the classroom and waited for a while before heading to the main gate as usual.
The number of mass media in front of the main gate was much smaller than last week. There were no TV cameras at all, and only a few people who looked like reporters with cameras around their necks, though I couldnât tell if they were newspapers or magazines. They were all leaning against the gate, chatting away.
It was a little after five oâclock.
The sun was still high in the sky, and the clearness of the sky reminded me that summer was near.
As I brushed a swarm of winged insects in front of my face, I turned toward the residential area, my usual route to school.
Basically, it was a street with few people on it.
Especially in this new residential area, people donât seem to get to know each other very well, and there are no housewives having friendly discussions on the street.
And just when I was about to go down the slope beside the childrenâs park where I witnessed Masaki-chan confessing her feelings to Kasuya-kunâŠ
ăIt hurts! OuchâŠâŠ!ă
Suddenly, I felt a severe shock on the back of my head.
Iâd heard the expression 'stars scattering in front of your eyesâ before, but this time it was true. Iâm not sure if it was a star or a spark, but it flew directly in front of my eyes.
ăHmm⊠w-what is thisâŠâŠ? It hurts?ă
I involuntary hold my head and crouch down because of the dull pain. I felt a throbbing sensation on my fingertips and the smell of rusty iron hit my nose. Oh no, Iâm bleeding.
The next thing I knew, I was grabbed by the collar and dragged into the park as if I were being dragged around.
I rolled on the grass and shoved my nose into the bald grass. The ground was warm from a day of exposure to grass, dirt, and direct sunlight, and I could smell the dirt on my nose.
ăUghh! GughhâŠă
As I hurriedly tried to sit up, someone kicked me one after the other.
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I donât know whatâs going on. My head canât keep up with it at all.
When I looked up with my face contorted in pain, I saw a group of men in masks and knit caps looking down at me as I slumped over.
There were six of them. They were wearing school uniforms, so they seemed to be from our school, but they werenât wearing any school badges or school year badges, so there was nothing to make me recognize them at a glance.
One of them was holding what looked like a wooden sword in his hand. Apparently, I had been hit on the head with it.
ïŒSeriouslyâŠâŠ I might be dead if he hit me with that thing)
They may not be the kind of people who are used to fighting. But thatâs what scares me the most. They donât know how to control it.
ăW-what are you doing!ă
I shouted, but they kicked me one after the other without saying a word.
ăOw, that hurts! UghâŠâŠ!ă
I rolled myself up like a beetle larva to endure, but each kick was so heavy that it hurt like hell.
The masked men kicked me around a lot, and then one of them stomped on my flank and screamed at me.
It was an aggressive, scratchy voice.
But it sounded a little young somehow.
ăBastard! Where did you keep Rin-chan? Haa!ă
ăU-ughâŠâŠ W-w-what are you talking about âŠâŠ?ă
ăDonât be stupid! Youâre the one who kidnapped her! Haa!ă
ïŒRin? Iâve heard of it beforeâŠâŠ and kidnapped? Iâm not sure who heâs referring to, but it sounds too familiar)
But either way, thereâs no choice but to sober up.
ăI-I donât know what youâre talking aboutâŠâŠ U-ughâŠâŠ you got the wrong guyâŠâŠ.ă
ăShut up!ă
ăUgh!? UghâŠâŠă
The guy with the wooden sword in his hand was yelling like a lunatic, and he hit my flank as hard as he could with a heel drop. Itâs unbelievable act. It wouldnât be surprising if he cracked my ribs or something.
Each blow was too powerful. Too desperate.
It seems heâs not used to fighting.
ăHey, let him stand upă
ăHey, get up!ă
I do as Iâm told and stand up, unsteadily.
Itâs six against one, and Iâm a wreck.
The masked men are completely underestimating me. Now was my only chance.
As soon as I stood up, I pretended to stagger and rammed my head between the masked men. I guess they werenât paying attention at all. And it made them completely unable to react. So with that opportunity, I rolled out of their encirclement and ran at once.
ăHey! You bastard! Donât let him get away!ă
However, I have an ability.
Of course, my legs are notoriously slow. Even if I took advantage of the moment to escape, it was obvious that they would catch up with me soon.
I desperately moved my legs, shook off the hands that were reaching for me, and somehow managed to run into the public restroom in the corner of the park.
It was a dirty Japanese style toilet. I entered the private room and hurriedly locked the door. After a moment or so, I heard a bang! The sound of someone kicking the door.
ăDonât you dare run away, you son of a bitch!ă
ăIt seems he wants to stick his face in the toilet bowlă
ăThereâs nowhere to run! Thatâs what you call a rat in a bag!ă
Normally, this would be an absolute death sentence. It was as if I had jumped into my own deathtrap.
However, I have an ability.
I called up the âdoorâ on the wall and rolled inside.
The destination is the âKing Confinementâs Bedroomâ.
A large canopied bed sits in the roomâs doorway, and I collapse on the long, woolly red carpet with my nose pressed against it.
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ïŒThis is badâŠâŠ Iâm getting dizzy)
I hold the back of my head, which is dripping blood, and activate .
In front of my eyes, the scene in the dirty bathroom I had just entered was flashed before my eyes.
This is the first time Iâve used , and apparently itâs not very useful.
The view was limited to the front of the door, and I couldnât move from there. But I can hear the sound.
I guess they think Iâm still there.
They were kicking the door of the bathroom violently.
The door is shaking so violently with the loud sound of the blows.
Eventually, the door opened with a loud bang as the bolt lock bent with a cracking sound.
ăHey, heâs not here! Whatâs going on?ă
A guy with a wooden sword in his hand is looking intently into the bathroom.
I stared at his face, but I couldnât tell who he was by the eyes, which were not hidden by the mask.
ăShit! I donât get it! He canât have gone far! Find him! Find him!ă
I watched as the masked men disappeared from the bathroom.
ăHaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaâŠâŠă
I lay down on the carpet and let out a big sigh.
ïŒI donât understand what happened to meâŠâŠ)
Anyway, the injury on the back of my head was pretty deep, I had to take care of it quickly.
So, I raise my voice loudly.
ăLili!ă
ăWhatâs up, DeviâŠâŠ Huh!? W-whatâs going on, Devi?ă
As soon as she appeared, I told a flustered Lili.
ăItâŠ. itâs fine, just call Tortureă
âăâăâ
Torture took care of me, and I let out a deep sigh.
If Torture hadnât been there, Iâd have been in a lot of trouble.
ăHey, hey, whatâs going on, Devi?ă
Lili was surprisingly flustered. I smiled back and replied, âIâm fineâ as she looked into my face with concern.
ăI was attacked. I donât know who they are, but there were about sixâŠâŠ people. They were wearing uniforms, so Iâm pretty sure they were from my schoolă
ăWe can still go after them now, Devi. Freesia will capture them, Devi! I will make them squeal, Deviă
ïŒSquealâŠâŠ?)
ăNo, we donât need to capture them. If they go missing, it will be a problemâŠâŠ.ă
ăThen, letâs Freesia mark at least one of them so that we can identify her lateră
ăMark?ă
ăSuccubusâs mark, Devi. Itâs a mark that only a succubus can use to identify a maleă
Lili seemed to have disappeared for a moment, but she soon returned. She had probably gone to give instructions to her servant.
ăAre you sure youâre okay, Devi?ă
ăYes, thanks to Tortureă
Lili still looked worried. It seems sheâs a little cuter than I thought.
ăButâŠâŠ you still have an ugly face, Deviă
ăDonât talk like that. It hurts my feelingsă
When I replied, Lili laughed, âAhahaâ.
ăSo what are you going to do now, Devi?ă
ăIn a little while Iâm going to leave this place and go home like a normal person?ă
ăThere is a back door to Ryokoâs room, Devi. Why donât you go out that way, Devi?ă
ăThat apartment building has security cameras, you know. I think itâs best not to act suspiciouslyă
I wish I could install a back door in my room as well, but there is only one more I can install at the moment. Itâs for Masaki-chan.
I canât use that one.
I have to save it for when I return Masaki-chan to her daily life.
But what the hell were those guys?
ăThey said âRin-chanââŠâŠă
When I think about it calmly, there is a face that comes to mind.
A chestnut-colored hair that braided on either side of her head all the way to her back. A girlâs face with a mischievous smile that gives the impression of a cat.
ăRin Fukuda, itâs that girl againâŠâŠ.ă
Itâs a bit of annoying, really.
But for the moment, my anger will be directed at Kyoko, but Iâm going to have to give her a good talking to sooner or later.
But the guys from earlier were asking about her, âWhereâd she go?â.
To put it simply, they think that the girl is missing and that it was me who kidnapped her. âŠâŠThatâs all I can think of.
ïŒWhat the hell is that? I donât know what that means at all)