Chapter 79: Heard the Comment Cards Came Out? Nah, What’s That Got to Do With Me

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“The sewer is fixed, not going to your home, didn’t cheat, the Essential Balm is all used up, massage appointments rejected, absolutely no writing a self-reflection essay for you!”

Himekoji finished it all in one serious breath.

“What are you babbling about?”

Hiratsuka-sensei just looked confused, rolling her eyes before impatiently grabbing Himekoji. With a rough pull and jerk, she dragged him back to her office.

“Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing, sensei?”

Himekoji couldn’t fight back at all. This female fighter seized him effortlessly…

How is she so strong?! Seriously!

“Introducing you to a junior girl student.”

Was he hearing things? Hiratsuka-sensei had actually said that.

“Sensei… wha-what did you just say?”

“I said, I’ll introduce you to an adorable junior girl student so you two can get to know each other.”

Hiratsuka-sensei turned back, a strange, ambiguous smile on her face.

Wait! At this moment, Hiratsuka-sensei was starting to look…

Really, really like she was pimping someone out?

Hey! Are you some hostess club’s madam or something?!

“For real?”

Himekoji was half-believing, half-suspicious.

“Of course it’s real!”

Himekoji stared at the female teacher’s face carefully for a long time. She didn’t seem like she was lying to him.

So then—

“Let’s go! Let’s go! Let’s go!”

Respecting teachers and valuing education, this time, he decided to give his sensei some face.

No need for Hiratsuka Shizuka to drag him anymore; Himekoji strode ahead, taking the lead.

He knew the way to the office just fine!

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Five minutes later, they got to the door.

Huh?

Catching sight of the quiet girl standing inside the office—the supposedly “adorable junior girl student” Hiratsuka-sensei mentioned—Himekoji, who had just stepped one foot in, suddenly pulled it back.

“Ah, sensei, you should know… I’ve never been very good at dealing with girls! So… I’m heading back home…”

Himekoji tried to turn around and slip away as naturally as possible.

“You get back here!”

Hiratsuka Shizuka seized Himekoji by his collar and swiftly flung him clean into the office.

Then—PONG!—the door was shut firmly…

“You know the school tradition, right?”

Hiratsuka-sensei plopped down with a swagger into her office chair, looking at Himekoji as she asked.

“Nope! Don’t know it at all!”

While speaking, Himekoji stole a glance at the “adorable junior girl student” who was standing rigidly to the side, staring blankly at him.

Confirming he hadn’t mistaken her, his heart thumped loudly. Oh no, he thought gloomily.

Himekoji couldn’t help but grimace.

How could it be such a coincidence?

The neighbor girl with Chuunibyou who he had previously… um… poked in the face with his private part… actually goes to the same school as him?!

So now… she’s gone to Hiratsuka-sensei to complain he acted perverted and sexually harassed her?

He only just got a major demerit a few days ago! Again?!

Sigh!

Himekoji suddenly felt it was a miracle he’d managed to stay in school this long without getting expelled.

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“The school tradition is—students with outstanding grades help tutor students with poor grades! And among the top ten scorers from this exam… you are the only one who hasn’t tutored anyone yet.”

Hiratsuka-sensei shook her head knowingly, enlightening Himekoji.

“Huh?”

Himekoji gasped out loud in surprise, unable to help it.

Nani?! The reason she called him here wasn’t about the sexual harassment?!

Himekoji subconsciously widened his eyes and looked at the eyepatch-wearing girl standing nearby.

“Oh, this is student Takanashi Rikka! The one you’ll be tutoring for the next week.”

Hiratsuka-sensei immediately introduced her.

“Why do you keep staring at her? Student Takanashi Rikka got injured in her eye. That’s why she wears the eyepatch. Don’t make a big deal out of it! Your expression is very rude, you know?”

Got injured?!

It wasn’t an injury at all! That’s just Chuunibyou behavior!

Himekoji had no idea how to even begin complaining about this.

“Anyway, that’s settled! Remember to supervise student Takanashi’s studying after school in the afternoon!”

Hiratsuka-sensei stood up and gave Himekoji’s shoulder a couple of heavy pats like bestowing an important mission.

“Student Takanashi failed several subjects in this first-year test. So she must take make-up exams in a week. If you can’t help her significantly improve her scores effectively during that time… you’re a dead man!”

You’re a dead man!

Dead man!

Dead!

Wait… was that a threat?! That totally sounded like a threat!

And this seems like something no teacher should ever say to a student!

“Hiratsuka-sensei, I don’t want to die! So please, please take back those words!”

Himekoji only got the top rank thanks to the “Super Scholar.” How could he tutor anyone?!

However, Hiratsuka Shizuka just smiled unconcernedly.

The female teacher was just about to speak when suddenly, Takanashi Rikka—who had stood quietly alone for so long—cut in—

“Akito, I won’t let you die.”

Eyes wide open under her eye patch, the little Chuunibyou pursed her lips solemnly and stated it with conviction.

Eh?

What in the world was all that? Himekoji Akito was baffled.

Yo!

Did she just casually call him by his first name, Akito? Hiratsuka Shizuka raised her eyebrows, and an interested smile appeared on her face.

Takanashi-san seems very pleased with you, that’s great.

Not great at all!

Himekoji got the strong feeling that hanging out with Takanashi would surely lead to trouble…

As far as he was concerned, that bad premonition seemed to be getting worse!

Where wasn’t it good?

After school, I have club activities at the Service Club!

Tch, as if you’d actually go. If I recall correctly, your absence rate was higher than your attendance rate, right?

Huh, did Hiratsuka-sensei even know about that?

Himekoji opened his mouth but couldn’t speak.

It’s okay, you can do it.

Suddenly, someone tugged at his sleeve. Without him noticing, Takanashi Rikka had come close to his side, and the girl tried hard to lift her little head, staring at him seriously.

Go for it, Akito.

You’re the one who should be going for it…

Himekoji muttered subconsciously.

After that, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Hmm… Takanashi Rikka’s attitude toward him seemed kind of weird!

Last time, didn’t he clearly use his little brother to scare her off? So why did it feel like she liked him more now?

Well then, it’s settled! Any objections?

Of course I object! I think this decision was too rushed, please think again, Sensei!

Protest denied.

Then why the heck did you even ask?

I was only asking Takanashi-san.

Hiratsuka-sensei gave Himekoji a lazy glance and explained.

Himekoji: …

He rolled his eyes in annoyance, but the next moment—

[Ding!]

A very familiar crisp sound echoed in his mind—

[Task Triggered!]

[Help Takanashi Rikka pass the makeup exam smoothly.]

[Success Reward: Upgrade your little brother! Let it have Sensation Synchronization with Takanashi Rikka’s weapon, the Eternal Umbrella.]

[Failure Punishment: Be played with to death by Hiratsuka Shizuka.]

The System stirred up trouble without warning, startling Himekoji.

Huh? Huh? Huh?!

He was going crazy!

Darn it, why did it have to be this again?

Just as expected, the bad premonition had come true!

What kind of messed-up task was this? The rewards and punishments were all nuts!

I mean, what the heck was “Sensation Synchronization” between his little brother and an umbrella?

And being played with to death by Hiratsuka Shizuka, what was that about?

Whether he succeeded or failed, it all made Himekoji want to die…

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