Outside the window, cicadas were chirping. From the direction of the sports field, the calls of club activities could be heard.
With a frustrated expression, I pursed my lips and let out a groan, holding a pencil between my lips and nose.
Itâs a supplementary lesson. No matter what, itâs supplementary lessons.
Even if I resist with [I donât want that] itâs still supplementary lessons.
Well, you win, just take my cushion.
Now, Iâve finished one session of supplementary lessons and am in the midst of reviewing for a quiz.
Iâm not a chicken, thereâs no way Iâd get the newly explained content wrong.
Theyâre making fun of me too much. I want to finish quickly and wait for the papers to be collected.
But still⊠something feels off. Itâs like a haze of frustration.
When I think about why Iâm feeling so frustrated, the reason immediately comes to mind.
I havenât seen Fu-min. Not yesterday, not today.
There was a reply to the ăGoodnight, Fu-mină message I sent before bed, but it came in the early hours of the morning.
âHey, isnât ăGoodnightă past six in the morning a bit odd, Fujiwara-san? Hey, isnât it a bit too harsh to treat me like this? Fu-min-san.â
While sulking, I looked around and in the end, there were six of us who got stuck with the supplementary lessons.
More accurately, itâs five people plus one. This plus one is Kasuya.
According to the teacherâs explanation, Kasuyaâs suspension has been lifted at the end of the semester. It seems he can avoid repeating a year by taking makeup exams.
Well, good for him. Clap, clap. Well, I have no intention of forgiving the guy who did that to Fu-min, so I wonât talk to him and wonât even make eye contact.
I think heâs aware that heâs being avoided too. He never talks to me and only converses with Hiratsuka-kun in front of me.
Since everyone knows about the interactions between those two, who are both rejected guys, the unbearable tension was palpable.
Then, after the quiz is over, itâs break time. Returning from the restroom after eliminating an excess of water due to the heat, I peek into the classroom through the doorâs crack and spot a girl looking inside stealthily.
The colour of the ribbon I caught a glimpse of indicates sheâs a first-year student. I wonder if a fan has come to see Kasuya. But upon closer inspection, it turns out to be someone very familiar.
âItâs Fukuda-chi!â
âEeek!â
As I call out from behind, she jumps up in a way that reminds me of a cartoon where a cat and a mouse are playfully fighting.
âA-AwawaâŠF-Fujiwara-senpai,g-goodmorni-morni-morning! G-Good morning to you!â
âSenpai⊠What are you doing?â
âW-Well, um, n-no, nothing! Itâs nothing!â
âHmm⊠Lies or deceitâŠâ
âPpiiii!â
I narrow my eyes slightly, and she trembles even more.
âHmm, the medication might be affecting her a bit too muchâŠâ
âRyoryo, thereâs not much to do in the dorm, so I thought I might have a chance to see Kijima-senpaiâŠâ
âSee Fu-min? Why?â
âP-Please donât be mad⊠please forgive meâŠâ
Fukudaâs eyes are filled with tears as she strikes a prayer-like pose.
âThatâs why sheâs overly jumpyâŠâ
âIf you speak honestly, I wonât be angry, you know?â
âY-Yes⊠Well, to be honest, when I look closely, I think Kijima-senpai is really coolâŠâ
âNnn?â
As I tilt my head in confusion, Fukuda quickly averts her gaze.
âNhii!? N-No, itâs not like that! I-Iâm not thinking of confessing or anything grand like that! Thereâs no way for me to come between the perfect couple that is Fujiwara-senpai and Kijima-senpai! I-I just wanted to catch a glimpse of senpai for a little eye candyâŠâ
âFukuda-chiâŠâ
âPiiii!?â
I grab her shoulder without thinking, and she looks as if the world is about to end.
âI had misunderstood Fukuda-chi. I didnât realise you were such a good kidâŠâ
âU-Um⊠I-Is that so?â
âYeah, thatâs right. Fu-min and I are the best couple. If we were magnets, weâd both be the same pole!â
âU-Uh⊠are you perhaps waiting for me to retort?â
âWhat about? Just that we stick together and canât be separated?â
There seemed to be a slightly puzzling moment but perhaps I felt a bit of jealousy, even if just a little.
âBy the way, wanting to catch a glimpse of Fu-min for some eye candy, ahaha! Fukuda-chi, youâve got good taste. Un, Iâm starting to feel like we could get along well!â
âeh? Oh⊠um, yes.â
âUn, Un, then come over to my place next time. Letâs have an all-night Fu-min talk!â
âUeeee!?â
âNo?â
âTh-That wonât be necessary at all! Uh, I think I might have something to do! It feels like someone is calling me! I-I-Iâm s-sorry for intruding!â
With that, she dashed away as if fleeing.
âWhat a peculiar girl. Well, maybe if we become a bit closer, I could let her have a chat with Fu-min.â
With thoughts like that, I entered the classroom in a good mood.
By the way, out of twenty questions on the quiz, I got five right.
ĂĂĂ
âOkaa-sama, you donât have to do anything.â
âEeh~But~Yui-san~Okaa-san has nothing to do, you know~.â
âIf Okaa-sama touches things, they wonât get organised!â
My mother and I were starting to work and live in the mansion of Masataka Fujiwara from today.
The room we were given is in a separate building where Mai Fujiwara resides. Itâs a spacious 12-tatami room on the first floor. It comes with a bed, furniture and even a private bath and toilet.
Itâs such a clean and beautiful room that it feels more like a guest room than a servantâs quarters.
As soon as we arrived, the senior maid showed us to the room assigned to us and I immediately started unpacking our belongings without taking a break.
In the first place, we only had three trunksâ worth of luggage between the two of us, so moving wasnât much of a hassle.
Although itâs been a month since we applied to terminate our apartment lease, Masataka-sama took care of all the arrangements. We can only express our gratitude for his kindness.
âOkaa-san really looking forward to this maidâs job~!â
âNo, Okaa-sama, please donât get too excited. Youâll definitely break something.â
âDonât worry~, Okaa-san will just be observing from the shadowsâŠItâs a job where Iâll just witness events happening~.â
âUm, Okaa-sama? Didnât we used to have maids in our house before? How can you have such a miraculous misunderstanding?â
I canât help but sigh. Okaa-sama is unbelievably naive.
She used to be called a healing-type actress with an incredibly beautiful appearance and an airy, fluffy atmosphere. However, as her daughter, itâs honestly difficult to deal with.
In reality, even at the canned food factory she worked at until yesterday, she was completely useless. The supervisor apparently took pity on her and assigned her the easiest task.
Adjusting the fish cakes for the canned simmered dish. Her job was to turn the fish cakes upright if they happened to be lying horizontally on the conveyor belt.
âWell, itâs simple, butâŠI guess I can understand losing weight that way.â
Indeed, Iâve seen Okaa-sama repeatedly mumbling, [F-fish cakes areâŠ~ fish cakes areâŠ~] in the middle of the night, tormented by her work.
Anyway, itâs a relief that Okaa-sama isnât doing anything.
According to Masaki-samaâs story, Fujiwara-sama is not a favoured princess, but she is someone very important to the Confinement King .
I, too, have not given up on becoming the King of Confinementâs favoured princess. If Mai-sama likes me, she could become a strong supporter for me.
As I pondered such thoughts, I heard Mai-samaâs voice coming from the entrance.
âIâm home~â
I pulled Okaa-samaâs hand and hurriedly made my way to the entrance.
âWelcome home, Mai-sama.â
âOh, Yui-chan! Right, it started today, didnât it?â
âYes! Thanks to the great Mai-sama, I, Yui Kayama, am spending this wonderful day in happiness!â
As I said that, Mai-sama made a face as if she had eaten something strange.