The president came to my classroom the first thing in the morning. She asked me to spend our lunch break together. Now Iâm facing the president in the student council room. She said she wanted to talk to me again, so I knew this meeting would eventually happen, but I was still caught off guard.
The Presiden suddenly deeply bowed as soon as the door to the student council room closed, saying. âIâm sorryâ. It was an example of a good apology, with a beautiful bow.
âUm, let us please stop this. I accept your apology. We donât have much time, so could we continue our talk?â
âThank you, I certainly donât have much time. I wish we could talk after school, but people gather around here after school. Plus itâs time consuming to finish the after school task. Lunch was the only break we had any sizable free time. . .â
âItâs fine we quicken our conversation, Yoko has already told me most of the story.â
âAh, thatâs right. . . What did Yoko say?â
I was full of words, but I couldnât say them. Her crying from being treated like a sex toy. Plus I donât know if Yokoâs love is visible, and I wonder how much she knows.
âHow you both got into that relationship.â
âAh. . .â
The President nodded and gave a troubled smile.
She certainly didnât want others to know that her boyfriend wasnât compatible with her.
âIf you already talked about it, and heard most of it. . .What do you think?â
âIf possible, Iâd like to ask what kind of relationship with Yoko you plan on having now. Are you planning on continuing it?â
âAh- Thatâs right? Um, I wonder what should happen?â
Her smile was gone, she stared with a serious air and a truly troubled face. From what I heard from Yoko, I was angry about how the President treated her, but I wonât understand it fully until I hear both sides.
My relationship with the president is brief, but she probably isnât a bad person. So part of me is hoping a little that there is a misunderstanding or something is missing.
The President sat down and crossed her legs after. Itâs a rare side of the president. The president who always acted elegant, was showing a rare fragile side.
Fuu, she gave a small exhale, without looking at me, she began to quietly speak.
âI think you heard it already, but originally I did not enjoy sex with my boyfriend. When we started dating in the fall, we had sex in the winter. People were touting sex as if it was the most wonderful thing in the world, so I thought I had to be proactive. I was ashamed to say this, but I didnât feel comfortable with him at all. â
â. . .Huh.â
She talked very frankly, but how should I respond? I want to hear it for myself, but Iâm a little troubled to be honestly told such private things.
âBut, I didnât want to hurt his pride. So I secretly confided with my classmates who had boyfriends that it wasnât that good, it was then Yoko happened to hear it. Then exclaiming âEcchi Practice! Practice with me as a trial!ââ
âEh, what? That moron. So lightly! She didnât tell me that part.â
It was different from what I heard! No, I didnât ask for the details, but how Yoko said it made it clear.
She just lightly invited her. Of course itâd be âLetâs become friends with benefits â !â
Of course she wouldnât take it seriously! Geeze, You canât feel sincerity at all.
âYeah, well Yoko has always been that kind of kid. . .But Iâve always liked that about her.â
â. . .Hm? Um, Iâm sorry? What kind of like?â
â. . . . Itâs in the sense that I love her. Even now.â
âEh!?!â
No, no no. With Yoko? Do you both have feelings for eachother? So she is her favorite rather than a sex toy?
Congratulations my friend. Be happy for a long time. Good luck with all the Yuri!
â Â â Wait a minute. The President has a boyfriend, right? Despite embracing each other many times and liking Yoko, why is she still with her boyfriend?
âYour confusion is written all over your face.â
âUh, yeah. Then if you like Yoko, why are you still dating your boyfriend?â
âWell, about that. How should I say it? I broke up with him a long time ago.â
âEh!?â
She broke up with him a long time ago.
So if the President and Yoko both have feelings for eachother, and the president doesnât have a boyfriend, there is no problem anymore. If either one confessed theyâd happily tie all loose ends. The birth of a Yuri Romance.
Congratulations! Letâs build a wonderful Tower of Yuri here.
âHow about confessing. . .?â
âI wonât. Even if itâs mutual, I wonât go out with her.â
âWhy!?â
My newly built Yuri tower collapsed in an instant.
I donât get it. If you like each other, you should go out with each other. This person, why at the last second are you spouting that?
The Presidentâs attitude did not change despite my blaming gaze. It wasnât neutral, but a troubled, resigned expression much more mature for her age.
â Â â Oh, I see. Itâs the face of an adult that has become used to giving up.
âI am the only daughter of a so-called established family. Even if I love a woman, Iâll have to take a husband in the future. Even if I get together with my favorite person we will eventually break up. I went out with my ex-boyfriend just to try and get used to being with guys. . . I used to think I could give love a try, but now itâs fruitless to have romance with a time limit.â
âIn that case, I wish you hadnât taken Yoko on her offer from the beginning.â
âI know. . . But could you stand it? A carrot dangling in front of you, you know itâd be so delicious, but you canât just take a bite. I didnât like having sex with my ex-boyfriend, but her.â
âItâs natural? To like it?â
I really hate that grown-up face on the president as she gave a little smile. She is still in high school, why does she have that face? Why those lightless eyes?
It canât be helped, it is what it is, it doesnât work out, useless to resistance, there is no choice but to give up. Why is a teenage girl harboring all that. Itâd have a terrible impact when she becomes an adult.
This wonât do. I donât want to do it. But I am a Yuri otaku, I love happy endings!!
âWhy are you handling her so half-heartedly? Youâre saying all this wisdom, yet you got Yoko involved, hurt them, and then threw them away for your own convenience. Isnât that selfish!â
â. . .I know.â
âAt Least say you broke up with your boyfriend! Canât you say even that! Tell her the insecurities she has arenât real. Though the president only wanted to eat delicious food!? Even if it meant you lied and hurt your favorite person, you just wanted whatever, so you irresponsibly took it.â
âYouâre right! Iâve always put myself in a distant safe spot, while hurting Yoko! Iâve trampled over that childâs dignity! I thought I couldnât hold her anymore if I didnât have that excuse, it was for my boyfriend. Iâve been lying the whole time! !â
The presidentâs cry echoed in the student council room.
She breathed heavily as that expression of resignation was still dark, but it was better than before.
She was holding a lot in.
âSometimes I think Yoko also likes me. Every time I want to confess my true feelings, sheâd add âTo Spice up with your boyfriendâ And give me dangerous underwear. I canât help but wonder if Iâm mistaken.â
Hey hey, Yoko. I heard about the underwear, but you didnât have to add those extra words?
Yoko was conscious to hide her true feelings, and vice versa. So this would also complicate the relationship between the two.
â. . . About your family, I donât know, I am from a normal house. I canât be responsible, what the President decides to do in the future.â
I have no interactions or connections with an established house, in my previous life or this. This is another world. Still the blood from a historic house may be considerable.
I canât say that it isnât irresponsible to stop it. The president could accept her obligations.
â Â â Even with that being the case, you shouldnât have your favorite person suffer. That was the only thing clear.
âPresident, you say itâs too miserable knowing youâd eventually break up. Even if you break up oneday, wouldnât you want to atleast have happy memories? If you have those memories, you could do your best during hard times.â
â. . .I never thought about it like that.â
âWell then. Think about it. Itâs up to the President to decide what to do from now on.â
Lunch break will soon be over. It was an extremely dense break.
I felt a strange sense of accomplishment as I began to leave the student council room. Though what met me as I walked out of the door, was a slightly red-eyed Yoko crouching to the left side of the door.
â. . .Yoâ
She gave me a small right palm wave and a shy smile, but it seems she heard it all. I didnât need to look over my shoulder to see the presidentâs confused face.
âI didnât mean to eavesdrop, but I just wanted to keep an eye out for people. That was the plan, but both of you were quite loud. . .â
âEh? Well then. What are you doing on the floor?â
âIâm sorry. Oh, Shiori. Tell our teacher that the President and I went to the nurseâs room, we are taking a rest.â
Yoko stood up, and tapped me on the shoulder, as if I was tapped out. She then walked into the Student Council room. Beyond her I thought Iâd see the Presidentâs upset face- â -Though what I saw her a mess, shaking enough she smiled lightly.
âOh yeah, Excess skinship is banned.â
âI understand. Um, please treat me well.â
Yoko waved her hands, as she slowly closed the old and heavy door.
Well then, the rest is up to those two kids. Hopefully their conclusion could lead to a happy future.
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Itâs a bit of a bittersweet conclusion? I wonder if they will actually stay together in the long run. Or will the president eventually give in to her family.
Regardless it was solved pretty quickly, just needed somebody on the outside. And in a story sense, it got Shiori to think about her relationship with Sara.