After finally scrubbing his thumb clean, Kaburagi returned to the small conference room.
âI scrubbed so hard that my skinâs all dry. Kisshouin, do you have any hand cream?â
What a high maintenance young master~
Honestly.
I took my hand cream out of my bag and handed it over.
He rubbed a bunch of it into his hands and looked pretty satisfied.
Curious, he turned it over to look at the brand.
I suppose he liked it.
They donât sell that in Japan yet, so you canât have it.
Give it back.
âAnyway, Iâd like to talk about what weâre gunna do next.â
Next?
Oh right, I was supposed to help him with Wakaba-chan.
I was happy to just go along with it, all things considered.
For one thing he didnât believe that I was the bully.
For another he had vowed not to attack my family.
âI see~â
Ah, what the hell.
I put on some hand cream too.
When you moisturised, you had to get right down to the fingernails.
Hm, it was feeling a bit dry, actually.
I made a note to use some nail oil when I got home.
âOi, sound a bit less uncaring. Come on, I need your help. Your hair is the god of love, isnât it? Youâre supposed to have made a lot of loves bear fruit.â
âI have no recollection of my hair becoming such a thing, butâŠâ
And also, neither Class Rep nor Iwamuro-kunâs crushes had borne any fruit yet.
At least in my opinion.
Speaking of which, I wonder how Sakura-chan and Akizawa-kunâs Valentineâs went.
I should ask her later.
âOi, Kisshouin. Are you listening?â
âI most certainly am.â
Kaburagi looked at me incredibly suspiciously.
Did I seem that unconcerned?
Oh, was he angry?
Uh ohâŠ
I quickly changed gears.
âYou wanted to discuss our future plans, yes? Please continue.â
After a few more looks of distrust, Kaburagi sighed in defeat and continued.
âKisshouin. Do you, uh, know which girl I likeâŠ?â he asked hesitantly.
âTakamichi-san, no?â I replied as a matter of course.
I was treated to a look of shock.
âSo Kisshouin had noticedâŠâ he muttered.
Hm�
Kisshouin?
âYou know⊠It is probably not just me. In fact, the odds are that the entire student body knows.â
âEhâŠ!?â
I donât know what he was so surprised about.
I mean, with the way he was behaving anybody would notice.
Donât tell me he thought he was hiding it!?
âKaburagi-sama who only ever says the bare minimum to any girl is suddenly talking with fervour to Takamichi-san. How could anybody miss it?â
âYouâre rightâŠâ he exclaimed with his hand raised to his mouth.
âPlease do not tell me that that was your idea of hiding it?â
âNo, I mean, I wasnât really trying to hide it but being told that flat-out wasâŠâ
I guess he was embarrassed.
And considering Wakaba-chanâs position, you should have been trying to hide it.
âYou know, the major reason Takamichi-san is being harrassed is because other girls are jealous of the attention you give her.â
His expression turned severe.
âSo it was my faultâŠâ
âWell, it was not the only reason.â
For one thing, she was a commoner.
For another thing, despite having her own charm, she looked a little dopey, and was a far cry from the image of a capable woman.
And this was the girl who beat out Suiranâs pride and symbol in the exam rankings.
Considering the stock they put Suiranâs image, there were plenty of people who would find Wakaba-chan unacceptable.
âDo you have any idea who the culprit was yesterday?â
âI truly cannot sayâŠâ
I had no idea, but I would look into it.
âDo you know how the staff investigation is going?â I asked.
âThey wonât bother looking. Theyâre pushing it under the rug to avoid a fuss,â he spat.
Well, I could understand that.
If the culprit happened to be a big wig theyâd really be stuck between a rock and a hard place.
A member of the Pivoine for example.
In the past there was a Pivoine member who bullied somebody into dropping out so it wasnât impossible.
But denouncing a member of the Pivoine would result in plenty of alumni lashing back.
Since the victim was just a powerless External Student they probably figured it would be better this wayâŠ
âIâm still looking for them myself, but Iâve got nothing so far.â
âI see.â
Plus, there was no guarantee that the person from yesterday was also responsible for the graffiti on her desk.
Actually, there were still people who suspected me of being the one behind yesterday.
I needed to do something about that.
First of all I needed to spread rumours about Tsuruhana-san and her friends trying to frame me for their own harassment.
Thanks to what Mochida-san said Iâm pretty sure people would believe it.
They had history of bullying, after all.
Reika-sama was just a poor girl being blamed for no reason.
Yeah, that sounds good.
Besides that, all that was left was finding the culprit.
âHow do you think I can help Takamichi?â
âConsidering her situation she would probably be best served with you leaving her alone.â
âOi!â
Leaving your love for the sake of your loveâŠ
Yeah, from his expression heâs not buying that, huh.
âAre you telling me to give in to these cowards!?â
âThat is not whatâŠâ
âThose tactics will never work against me. Iâll protect her. Just watch! Iâll never give up!â
âI seeâŠâ
I might have flipped some weird switch in him.
What a bother.
âHm?â
Kaburagiâs show of passion was interrupted when he suddenly checked his phone.
âOh, Shuusukeâs asking where I am. Apparently people are talking about how weâre not in the salon today.â
Good timing.
I can finally get the hell out of here.
âWell then, we can continue this next time. I will be heading home now, but I suppose you will be returning the salon, no? I will continue my own investigations with the girls, so rest assured.â
âYeah? Well thatâs one thing, but we still havenât discussed my love life at all yet. Ah well, itâs getting late I guess. Alright, weâll continue another day.â
âQuite. Well then, please excuse me.â
I quickly made for the exit before he came up with anything else.
Unfortunately, before I made it, he stopped me again.
âOh yeah, pass me your email address, Kisshouin.â
Geh!
âI, I do not have aâŠâ
âI know youâve got a phone, Kisshouin. That play wonât work. Hand it over.â
Geuhhh!
I bitterly handed it over.
I had wanted to avoid thisâŠ
I wonder if I could ignore his messages by claiming my phone was out of batteries.
Anyhow, just as I left the room he sent me a message to check that it worked.
I ignored it, only to receive another message every five minutes.