Chapter 25

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25. Senpai?

Senpai???

After school.

After the last class, Michiyuki

and I walked side by side in the corridor.

The light shining through the

window is dyed red, and it seems that the time until the sun sets will not be

so long.

“Hey, Michiyuki, why don’t we go

play somewhere after this?”

“Hmm? Good.”

However, the two high school boys

got together and it was going to be dark, so we couldn’t talk about going home,

so we decided to go out to the city.

I haven’t even thought about the

destination, but that’s always the case.

After confirming that we'll be going

to play, it was our usual flow to look over the destination.

However, Michiyuki seems to have

something to think about, so he opens his mouth while frowning.

“But if I were to play, I should

have gone to school a little earlier.”

“Indeed”

I also gave a voice of consent to

Michiyuki’s words that I regret a little.

It seems that we talked very

late, no one in any class, and we couldn’t hear any voice.

Most of the students are on their

way home, and the remaining students are probably studying in club activities

or the e-book room.

We were proceeding through such a

quiet corridor while discussing where to go.

“...What?”

Suddenly, the sound of the

automatic door opening in the classroom echoed.

The direction of the sound is

right in front of us, and when we look at it, we can see that the door of the

classroom two ahead is open.

The letters written on the plate

of the classroom are 3-5.

In other words, it was a

classroom used by our seniors, who are two years old.

The door couldn’t open on its

own, so someone should come out–I guess for a moment, one girl student appears

from the door.

She has brown hair that hangs on

her shoulder.

She has bangs that stretched to

cover one of her eyes.

She also has gentle eyes that

tend to droop.

When I saw her, I suddenly felt

like I had met her somewhere.

However, I haven’t known her for

years, so it’s probably because of my mind.

She wants to go in the same

direction as us, so she immediately turned her back and started walking.

It didn’t seem to notice that we

were thinking about something.

I look at Michiyuki.

The content of our communication

through our eye contact is like “It’s hard to talk to her”.

We are not hiding, but when we

speak out now. It was likely to surprise her.

If that girl was aware of us, the

story would be different. But if there was a sudden voice in the corridor where

no one was there, e would be scared.

The dim school corridor during

this time is even a little creepy.

We decided to part with her in

less than a minute, so we decided to walk silently during that time.

However, our measure will soon be

useless.

“...?”

A girl student walking in front

of us dropped a thin booklet.

Unfortunately, the booklet didn’t

seem to be heavy enough to make a sound when it fell, and she kept walking

without knowing it.

In other words, a pot and a

booklet dropped to the floor between the girl and us.

She can't ignore it, she has to

tell us that she dropped it or want to pick it up instead.

I approached to pick up the

booklet and picked it up.

The cover is in my view.

“Crossdresser boys are my slaves

× ”

“…………?"

Is it a mistake?

We rub our eyes and check again.

“Crossdresser boys are my slaves

× ”

“” …………! “”

It wasn’t a mistake.

This is the so-called BL book.

Moreover, it is a very radical

type with R-18 on which a penis is drawn.

What should I do, can I usually

say “You dropped it”?

Isn’t this a kind of book that

you don’t want others to see?

Looking sideways, Michiyuki was

also deciding what to do.

That’s right.

We can see the book titles.

The difficulty level is the same

as saying “You dropped it”.

Then, when we were silently

looking at the R-18 BL book, a girl student walking in front of us suddenly

stopped.

“Oh …?”

She seemed to notice that she had

dropped the BL bomb book and began to look around the area.

Currently, I’m just looking

underneath, but it’s not hard to imagine turning around and checking behind.

I decided that it was only a

matter of time before we could be found, so I decided to call her out, even

though I was sick.

“Senpai, you dropped something. I

have terrible hyperopia and I don’t understand the contents at all, but it’s

just a booklet.”

“No, it’s impossible, Kazuto …”

I used my wits to convey the existence

of the booklet to the senpai. Something like “What is this? What is this?”

The senpai looked at us and

looked surprised for a moment, but when she noticed what I had in her hand, it

turned into a bitter smile.

And as it is, walk closer.

“Fufu, I was surprised. You saw

something embarrassing.”

It was a little shy, as she said.

The scary thing is that the

shyness is “a little”.

In this situation where it

wouldn’t be strange for an ordinary person to escape, she was just “a little”

embarrassed or mentally ill.

If I could see an erotic book

held by an unknown girl, I think I would go crazy without a doubt.

I handed over the BL book,

horrifyingly, to this person …

“Well, please...”

“Yeah, thank you. I’m sorry for

the unsightly thing.”

On the contrary, she smiles

gently toward us.

She has an overwhelming aura to

care for us in this situation.

From this person, I felt that she

was the queen.

Cool.

“Kazuto, I don’t know what you’re

thinking, but I’m sure you’re wrong in this scene.”

“Shut up.”

In response to Michiyuki’s

unnecessary indication, I harshly retort back to him.

The senpai was quietly looking at

the two of us, but when she suddenly came up with something, she asked us.

“Are you both in the second

grade?”

It’s about the grade.

The color of the tie ribbon of

our school uniform is different for each grade.

The first grade is red, the

second grade is blue, and the third grade is green.

Therefore, the students of this

school can judge the grade of the other party at a glance.

Perhaps the senpai in front of me

also knew our grade by seeing that our ties are blue.

“Yes, we are in year two. Our

class is the same.”

It’s not something to hide–it’s

information that can be understood by looking at it, so I spoke as it was.

As for the class, it just came

out of the mouth.

“………. Yeah, as you can see. I’m

in year three. Well, I think you can tell immediately with this green ribbon.”

Senpai picks the ribbon around

her neck and shows it to us.

It was very poisonous for her to

hit her big chest and sway with Poyon, but I turned my eyes away with the

intention of steel.

“And if it’s not annoying, could

you tell me your names? Even though I just dropped them, you’re benefactors of

this book. I want to remember.”

She continues to ask us questions.

It’s an exaggeration to be called

a benefactor, but it’s cheap enough to tell you the name.

“I say Hoshino Kazuto.”

“I’m Sasaki Michiyuki.”

When we gave our name, the senpai

nodded.

“Yeah. Kazuto-kun and

Michiyuki-kun. Yeah, I remember. I’m Sakurana Shion. You can call me Shion.

Nice to meet you both.”

“Yes, thank you very much.

Shion-senpai.”

“Thank you”

We reply to Shion-senpai’s word.

But to be honest, I never

imagined that this shocking encounter would make me happy.

It is an accident of the kind that

hopes that such an ordinary person will never meet an actress again.

When I saw the face of

Shion-senpai, the first thing that came to my mind was “The boy dressed as a

woman is my slave × ”. “Slave × ” should continue to be an inseparable

relationship.

It is not sane no matter how you

think about it.

However, it is not us who decides

it, but Shion-senpai.

If Shion-senpai could do with us,

there was no reason to decline from here.

“—Well Kazuto-kun.”

Suddenly, Shion-senpai calls me.

“What is it?”

I heard the call and stared into

Shion-senpai eyes.

I was a little surprised at the

words that were directed only to me, not to us two, but I waited quietly for

what was said.

And the words that popped out of

Shion-senpai’s mouth–

“–Are you not interested in

crossdressing?”

“No.”

It was far out of my imagination.

Crossdresser? Why?

Becoming Kanae is enough, and

it’s too embarrassing to do it in real life.

Because I was conditioned

reflexively, the time to answer was probably less than 0.2 seconds.

“… I see. I thought Kanae would

look good.”

“Uh, I’m not happy...”

I also muttered in response to

the words of Shion-senpai.

I was having trouble with words,

by saying that Shion-senpai was a strange person.

The feeling of being touched suddenly

ran on my shoulder.

When I saw it, I noticed that

Michiyuki was holding his hand.

It is the attitude of taking the

body one step forward and talking to Shion-senpai.

“I’m sorry, Shion-senpai. We’re

going to play after this. Is it okay to excuse us around here?”

Eh, did you look forward to

playing with me so much? I was surprised.

I was wondering if it was just

like killing time.

Hmm, it feels good to be liked by

friends.

For some reason, Shion-senpai

opened her eyes and smiled at Michiyuki’s appearance.

“Well, that got in the way. Then

I’ll excuse myself here. I’d be happy if you could talk to me again.”

Speaking of which, Shion-senpai

disappeared in the opposite direction from the one she was walking to.

Only me and Michiyuki are left.

And silence was born between us —

that kind of atmosphere flows for a moment, but it doesn’t happen.

It's because Michiyuki said he

wants to talk to me.

“Well Michiyuki, I don’t know you

want to talk to me like that…!”

“What? Why would I do that?”

What? It’s not.

Return my innocence.

I’ll knock it down.

Not caring about my anger,

Michiyuki continued his words without worry.

"...That senpai feels

dangerous. I don’t think she’s a good person, but. It’s like she has a

dangerous eye.”

“Hmm …? I didn’t understand.

Isn’t it because of your mind?”

“… I hope”

It seemed complicated.

“Well, let’s get out of school

for the time being.”

“Right.”

After all, we decided to head to the “AR Game Center”

and continued playing until late at night. But all the time, I was