Vol. 1 Chapter 2.6

Translated by SoundDestiny Edited by SoundDestiny

How would you feel if you saw someone who bullied you being bullied by someone else?

Suck it up?

Yes, I would guess. That’s what I think. But if you saw that someone else was bullying them just as you were about to get even with them, you would probably think.

Don’t take it from me!

That’s exactly what I am thinking now.

“Senpai. Hurry up and take off your clothes.”

“You’re a bitch, but you don’t have any breasts at all, hahaha!”

What’s it like to be stripped naked in front of the underclassmen?”

Inside the classroom, the short-cut underclassmen surrounding Fujiwara–san were verbally heckling her while taking photos of her with their phones in their hands.

Teruya-san was looking at it from the back, with a nasty smile pasted on her mouth.

‘They’re pretty cruel, aren’t they?’

The phrase 『a sound mind in a sound body』 is actually a mistake in translating the Latin, and the correct translation is 『a sound mind in a sound body』.

In other words, 『the more confident one is in one’s physical strength, the more rotten one’s spirit often is』. I think these guys are a perfect example of that.

“Uuu……gusu, gusun……”

Fujiwara-san has just taken off her bra, crying raggedly.

“Ueeeー, the padding is really tight. I’m surprised when I take it off, I feel sorry for the guy who’s going to be your boyfriend. It’s a scam, a scam.”

One of the underclassmen snatched the bra from her hands and threw it behind her back, laughing.

Yes, I thought for sure that Fujiwara–san was not the one with breasts, but now that she has taken off her bra, her breasts are so poor that I can see them from here. They are much poorer than I imagined.

But those underclassmen. They have no idea.

They don’t understand the preciousness of brown tits and pink nipples!

I confess honestly. For the first time, I felt sexual desire for Fujiwara–san. I wanted to sink my teeth into those nipples and bite them.

Well, my proclivities are not important, all that is left of Fujiwara–san is a pair of underwear. In this situation, the flashy black underwear trimmed in pink is rather painful.

“Please let me go. …… This is enough right, please let me go.”

“I’ll decide if it’s enough. yea, I’ll end it when I take a picture of you with your legs wide open like an AV”

“You can’t….”

“If you want, I can call my sister.”

“Hiii!? Uuu….Gusu…….”

While sobbing, I saw Fujiwara-san putting her fingers on her underwear.

If I were to describe my feelings at this time in one word – unpleasant. That’s all I can say.

I do not pity Fujiwara–san. I don’t mind that she suffers. I don’t mind if she despairs. But it has to be me who gives it to her. She is my prey, not theirs.

The only way to resolve this blurring of the chest is to help Fujiwara–san, although he is very unwilling to do so.

There were five opponents, including Teruya. Even though they are girls, they are athletic. There is no chance of winning in a proper fight. There is no way. I can be sure of that. I’m confident that even if Teruya-san alone was my opponent, I would be beaten to a pulp.

Because I’m also a bullied kid.

That said, even if I want to pull them into the room like I did with Kurosawa-san, there are five opponents.

After the first person is pulled in, it will no longer be a surprise. Besides, if I miss even one person, the existence of this room could be exposed. I don’t want to take that risk just for Fujiwara–san.

‘Wait…..come to think of it, this place was rumoured to be haunted.’

Then there is only this.

It doesn’t matter where I do it, but I have to see how Teruya-san and the others react. I need to be directly in front of them.

I entered the next classroom, killing the sound of my footsteps, and a door appeared in the area Fujiwara–san was standing, right behind her.

When I step into the room and switch on the light on my phone, I see another door at the back.

If I open this, I’ll be in the next classroom. More than likely, I’ll come out behind Fujiwara-san.

Before I go, I stop in front of the door.

“Su–Ha–”

So I took a big deep breath. Then I check the conditions in my head.

This door is only visible to those I allow. Even if I open it up, they can’t see it.

If the door is closed, no sound from inside the room can be heard outside.

If the door is open, can they see me inside the room? I wonder. I don’t know.

Then I shouldn’t take the risk.

If the door is open, can they hear me? Yes, they can. Because with the door open, I could hear Kurosawa-san’s voice from outside.

“Okay.”

I open the door slightly and look into the next classroom from behind it.

In front of me is the back of Fujiwara–san, who is sobbing with her hands on her shorts. On the other side are the short-cut underclassmen with smartphones in their hands, their eyes full of anticipation. Beyond the most, I could see Teruya-san’s figure.

‘Please, be scared of this!’

“Guooooooooooooooooooo!!”

As soon asFujiwara–san was about to take off her underwear, I put my mouth against the gap in the door and shouted loudly. Then, I began to open and close the door vigorously.

Immediately, [Hic!] and Teruya-san and the others jumped up all at once. The girls were flabbergasted as the clattering sound reverberated through the classroom.

“What? What is it?”

“Senpai, this is a ghost, a ghost! There’s a ghost!

“I’ve heard …… that it appears here!”

“Kyaa, ────────!”

When one of them screams and starts to run away, the rest are in total disarray.Teruya and the others run out towards the corridor, pushing each other out of the way.

Distant screams. The sound of rattling footsteps running down the stairs. Waiting for them to disappear completely, I let out a big sigh, [Phew……]

‘Somehow it seems to have worked.’

But when I look again through the gap in the door into the classroom, only Fujiwara-san is sitting there, not even running away.

She was bare-chested and shuddering, clutching her underwear. Her face was heavily scrunched up, her eyes wide with astonishment. Her gaze is turned towards me.

Of course, there is no way she can see me. She is simply looking in the direction from which she heard the sound.

I wondered if she just couldn’t run out because she was naked, but if I look closely, I can see a big puddle of water around where she was sitting.

No way, she peed herself.

“She can’t stand up……because she loses all her energy.”

But this turned out to be interesting.

It’s a great source of revenge for me.

I don’t like the idea of threatening with a photograph, because I feel like I would be in the same category as Teruya-san and the others. But at least if I let them know I was watching them, they won’t be able to take a strong stance against me in the future.

I walk out into the corridor in high spirits and step into the classroom where Fujiwara-san is, looking unconcerned.

“Good evening. Fujiwara-san, the peeing girl!”

Fujiwara–san looked frightened for a moment, but when she realised that the voice was coming from me, she looked stunned. Then, after a pause for breath, she cried out loudly

“Uuueeee, who are…… you, uuueeee! I forgot your name, uuuueeee…….”

“Can’t you at least remember my name!”

‘Is that what you say when you’re crying? !　I mean!　You were bullying someone whose name you don’t even know!’

Waiting for her to stop crying, I pick up her clothes from the floor and offer them to her.

“Anyway, let’s get you dressed first, yeah?”

“Fuaa?”

Instantly she panicked and hid her breasts and crotch.

“D–did you see?”

“Don’t worry, I’m not interested in your tits.”

“They’re not small! They’re just still growing!”

“Yes, yes, Ojou-chan, you’ve had a long growing season.”

“Don’t flush it away–!”

“Okay okay, and you can’t wear that panty, right? So, you can use this”

I pull the sports towel I had brought for PE class out of my bag and throw it over.

“Thanks……. I’ll wash it and give it back to you.”

“Even if you return the towel covered in your pee…… I think I could sell it to an enthusiast shop.”

“You don’t have to be so mean. I’ll buy it and return it! Turn your back already!”

As I turn away, I can hear the sound of her wiping herself and putting her clothes behind me.

I casually look at the old blackboard and wait for Fujiwara-san to get ready.

‘Why do I feel like I’m taking care of Fujiwara-san?’

I was going to make fun of her for peeing and then go home laughing at her, but my plan went off the rails because she cried so hard, screaming that he’d forgotten my name.

I can only say that I missed the right moment to leave.

While I was thinking about this, Fujiwara-san spoke to me from behind.

“Nee, seriously, what’s your name?”

“……Fumio Kijima. In case you’re wondering, Fujiwara–san and I were in the same class last year.”

“Haha, I’m sorry. Don’t worry, I won’t forget you.Fu–min!”

“Fu–min!”

What’s wrong with your sense of distance?

“Yeah, you can turn around now,Fu–min”

When I turned around with a sigh, she had put her clothes back on properly, but she was still sitting by the wall, some distance away from the puddle.

“Nee, Fu–min. I’m sorry, but can you give me a piggyback ride? I can’t stand up yet. Can you take me home?”

“Impossible.”

“Why not? Don’t be mean to me”

“Do you think I’m fit enough to carry a girl on my back?”

“Er,…… why are you bragging?”

Fujiwara-san chuckles and claps her hands.

“Then. Let’s do this. You’ll stay with me until I’m able to stand up. You can’t help it, right? Fu–min”

“Why are you acting like you want me to stay?”

“Fu–min, you came to save me, didn’t you?”

“I just happened to be passing by.”

“In the old school building?”

“I was exploring the old school and I heard voices, so I peeked in..”

“Hmm. I see. Even though it’s the same voice as the ghosts.”

“Wha!?”

When I looked into her eyes, she giggled.

“Hahaha, It’s a lie. I don’t remember the voice, but that reaction sounds right.”

“Ghh…..”

“Isn’t it nice? *Jiggle, Jiggle”

(TL: Followed the WN, even, I don’t know what kind of SFX it is.)

I didn’t expect to be taken advantage of by such a stupid black gal.

I was a little frustrated, so I sat down next to her and said[you smell like pee].

But she replied…

“It’s exciting, isn’t it?”

She didn’t show any signs of embarrassment and just laid her head on my shoulder.

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