The person who finally showed up on the roof was a single school girl.

Just recently today, the temperature went above 25 degrees.1 It was hot.

Even so, this student was wearing a blazer.

She had long black hair with her bangs cut right above her eyebrows.

Her thick eyebrows and double edged eyelids seemed like typical eyes for a j.a.panese person.2

Her lips had a thin amount of makeup on almost like it was nonexistent.

She was a so-called j.a.panese beauty. She had the neat and proper ambiance that tickles a guy's instincts.

She had a characteristic pair of big round gla.s.ses resting on her nose.

And more than anything was her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. Aren't they bigger than Kurusu's?

This girl's name was Eda f.u.kiko.

She's a second year.

There isn't anyone at Has.h.i.+dzume High School that doesn't know her.

As soon as she entered high school she entered the student council. Now she is the vice president.

With good grades, she doesn't take anything but first place when the test results are posted in the hallway.

Even though Eda finally came, Kurusu didn't say anything.

I also thought there was no need to speak either.

There is no way I could think the person to take that photo was Eda.

She probably just came to the roof casually.

「Kurusu-san」

While pus.h.i.+ng up her gla.s.ses, Eda spoke out.

She continues through the door to the roof and stares at Kurusu.

As expected of the student council vice president.

That att.i.tude and tone, there was a firmness to it that was characteristic of someone who disciplines themselves.

「Yes」

Being perplexed, Kurusu gave her a reply.

She was hesitating on how to interact with her properly.

「About the photo, I'm sorry」

「Ah…」

It was Eda.

As expected, Kurusu couldn't reply not being able to hide her surprise.

「Kurusu-san?」

「I'm sorry. Umm, you are the Eda from the cla.s.s next to mine, right?…」

Kurusu began to speak seeming a little taken back.

「I am that Eda. Eda f.u.kiko」

「Oh good…Since I just transferred in, I still have trouble with names」

「It's fine. Don't worry about it…and so, about the photo…」

「That's right! You were the one who took this?」

「That's right but…」

Kurusu strengthened her tone like she remembered her original objective.

「Then erase the data」

「I'll delete it」

Eda's hair flutters in the wind flowing through the roof.

The vice president's beauty is comparable to Kurusu's.

Receiving many envious glances from her pupils, her good looks were the object of adoration.

「But, would you listen to just one request of mine?」

「What?」

After retreating one step, Kurusu hugged her own body.

「You're wrong」

Smiling bitterly, Eda shook her head.

Even though the beauties were appearing together, the air flowing between them wasn't pleasant.

「I just have a trifling request. Then I will delete the data.」

Kurusu crumpled the picture she was holding.

「Is there any proof?」

「You can only believe me. Even if I destroy the SD card right here, you can only doubt if I made a copy.」

I wonder what her goal is.

Laying on my stomach, I observe the two while thinking.

Eda says she has some sort of request.

For that sake she expressly used this sort of method, it must be quite the request.

It seems like if she requested it normally she wouldn't get an agreement.

「What is the request?」

Kurusu and I thought of the same thing.

When she asks, I could tell there was tension in her voice.

Which reminds me, in the past, Kurusu parted with her friend on the rooftop.

Irrationally complaining about taking her boyfriend, even though she hurt Kurusu for her own convenience it was her own fault.

「Will you tell me who the other person is in that photo?」

「Huh?」

I ended up unintentionally letting out my voice.

Frantically reeling my voice in, I waited for Eda's voice.

Seeing her hesitate a bit, Eda opens her mouth.

「I clearly understood that Kurusu-san was in this photo but…I can't really understand who this other person is」

That was certainly so.

The photo was fuzzy, you can't really recognize me and Kurusu properly.

However my appearance and figure is fairly average.

The only thing that can be deduced from the photo is that the male student was from Has.h.i.+dzume High School.

「Eh…Why?」

「It's better if you don't know the reason」

「For such a reason, I can't really do it…」

That is certainly so.

For what purpose does she want to know who I am?

Without knowing that, Kurusu won't just tell her about me.

「In the first place, why did you take that picture?」

Eda-senpai chewed her lower lip unpleasantly toward her question.

「Kurusu-san, you should just tell me…or is that person your boyfriend?」

「Eh? Aa…you're wrong but…」

「That's right isn't it. A guy like him, with someone like Kurusu…」

「Please don't speak badly about him!」

It seemed she got mad.

Kurusu flares up at Eda with an agitated tone.

However, when she immediately regained her cool, she said to Eda trying to explain.

「He isn't my boyfriend but…he is someone important to me」

「Ah, is that so…」

Eda pulls her hair behind her ears seeming to have cooled down a bit.

「I won't do anything particularly bad…I was just a little curious at which guy has "that"」

「"that"…?」

「That long thick thing you were holding」3

「Eeh!? Why…」

I also wanted to ask that.

Eda, who had an attractive face and figure as well as excellent grades, why was she curious about my huge d.i.c.k.

*Fuu*, after letting out a short breath, Eda asked like she was mumbling.

「Kurusu-san, can you keep a secret?」

「I believe so…」

「Then it should be fine」

Eda shrugged her shoulders with a resigned expression.

「I draw BL manga…」4

「BL…you mean Boys Love?」

「Ah, do you know about it?」

「Well…just the name」

Eda nodded her head toward her reply.

「That's fairly standard. BL manga is a type of manga where guys do erotic stuff with each other…」

「You draw manga like that?」

「Yeah, just doujins…the people who know are just a friend from middle school and now several doujin comrades」

「So that's the case…」

「My work was called『My Disordered Relations.h.i.+p with Senpai』…」

I ended up letting out my voice.

Since the t.i.tle was the same as the BL manga s.h.i.+rota had.

I thought she heard me but the two didn't even glance at me.

I cover my mouth with both my hands in order to not raise my voice.

Obviously in Celsius, Fahrenheit is 77 ↩

Double edge eyelids, look it up. Pretty much a crease in the eyelids. ↩

So many thirsty hoes ↩

I am sensing a connection here ↩

After that, Eda summarized her story.

That shrine was far from her house but it seems to be a famous place for couples to gather and do obscene things.

Kurusu and I ended up doing something like that at that shrine without knowing.

Coming to an impa.s.se with the creation of her next work, Eda went to the shrine.

Hoping to come across a couple having s.e.x, she thought the act would give her inspiration.

And then when she went to check, she found a boy and girl from Has.h.i.+dzume High School there.

The boy's grown d.i.c.k looked like something out of a manga.

However, since it was far away, she couldn't tell who it was.

Since she couldn't get closer, she just took a photo and then went home.

After she got home, she started to draw manga with my d.i.c.k as the model but it was difficult to make out the small details.

Eda started thinking she wanted to see it one more time.

And then after a few days she immediately realized the girl was Kurusu.

But she couldn't tell who the guy was. Other than his d.i.c.k, he was a very ordinary high school boy.

Furthermore I don't talk with Kurusu at school.

Because of that, Eda didn't notice me even further.

She tried to forget it but she couldn't forget about that d.i.c.k.

In the end, she presented the photo to Kurusu.

「To think, Eda was into BL…」

Furthermore, she was s.h.i.+rota's friend from middle school.

「Keep it a secret, okay?」

「Okay」

Presently, Kurusu and I were both on the roof.

With her business finished, Eda already left.

「So, Kurusu, what will you do?」

「"What will I do?" you say…」

Estimating the situation wasn't as serious as she thought, Kurusu's face relaxed in a funny way.

She jokingly looked at my lower body.

「That's right. This time we won't do ecchi stuff at the shrine」

「That's not it」

I shook my head astonished.

「You told Eda to wait so you can confirm with me…is that what you said?」

「Yeah」

「I refuse!」

「Eeh…I mean won't you become a model for manga?」

「My d.i.c.k will! Furthermore for BL!」

It was a troubling conversation.

Kurusu put Eda's request on hold.

In that situation you should refuse instead of saying to wait for confirmation from the person themselves.

「Is that so?…Then, I can only tell her it's impossible」

「Please do so」

With that, the conversation was over.

Since the threat is gone, it seems I can be relieved for once.

I separate with Kurusu at Mikura Station and head home.

Since the tests were over as well, it felt clear and sunny.

If I start reviewing my own answers, my grades will also raise.

However, there was no real sign of that occurring.

Getting home, I roll into the living room in my uniform.

Before I knew it, it seems I fell asleep.

「Coold! Whaat?」

I jumped up awake.

And then I frantically wiped the liquid stuck to my face.

The thing that disturbed my sleep was water hitting my face.

「Mikoto, you!」

Mikoto was standing there.

Holding a small bag in her hands, she was wearing a white T-s.h.i.+rt and jeans.

With her short black hair and her cat like sanpaku eyes.

Her upward pointing nose made her look like she was a pixie from a fantasy movie.

Her short height and clear expression makes her seem more like a boy than a maiden.

However, it has only been a year since she started going to an Ojou-sama school.

Gradually, her aura started to exude elegance.

Since I was taking exams and studying with s.h.i.+rota, it was a long time since I last saw her.

「Why did you throw water on my face!」

「I mean, you wouldn't wake up」

Mikoto was holding a cup in her hand.

She probably used that to pour water on my face.

I will make a correction. She has no elegance.

「So, what do you want?」

Going to the bathroom, I wiped my face off with a towel.

Mikoto replied to me from the living room.

「Can I not visit even if I don't have business?」

「That's not it but what's with the bag」

「Bathhouse」

「Right」

As soon as I noticed the strange quietness in the house, I thought it was such a thing.

My house's bath is small. For that reason, we frequently go to the bathhouse.

Our mothers went in the K-car.

It seems today Mikoto and her mother would go together.

Not everyone can ride on the car, however.

So, the adults went in the K-car, and we would take bikes.

「I'll pa.s.s today…」

But I had a bit of trouble.

I was tired from everything that has happened.

Truthfully, it would probably be better to get in a large bath.

However, I can't muster up the energy to go to the bathhouse.

「That's no good, let's go」

I came back to the living room and Mikoto grabbed my arm and dragged me to the entryway.

「He- wait! I get it so! I will go so wait!」

「Hurry up」

Putting on my shoes in the entryway, Mikoto sat down quietly and then started to get mad again.

I went upstairs and quickly changed my clothes.

And then after I changed into proper clothing I stuffed a towel in my sports bag.

I went back to the first floor and it seems I barely made it in time.

Mikoto didn't say anything and promptly went outside.

As if it was natural, Mikoto sat on the back of my bike when I got on.

I gave up on trying to complain about anything.

The place was at most 15 minutes away on bike.

It was absurd to waste time here arguing.

When I was pedalling the bike, Mikoto asked me a question.

「How was the tests?」

「Aah…well just like usual, I guess」

As usual I would get around the middle of average scores.

*Fuun*, Mikoto replied seeming uninterested.

Leaving the paddy field street, I start going down the main road a bit.

There were many cars on the street and we couldn't talk much.

Going down a short hill road, when we enter a residential area, the bathhouse was immediately ahead.

「Even if you get out quickly, wait for me okay」

「Got it」

Paying the entrance fee, I separate with Mikoto at the entrance sign.

This bathhouse was established a long time ago.

Even so the facilities were clean after being remodeled last year.

By the time grandpa rinses his back and immerges in the bath, I get out.

The lobby had benches and ma.s.sage chairs you could use for a fee.

A large screen T.V. was installed on the wall. I took a break while watching it.

Mikoto's mom, my mom, my grandma, and my grandpa went home ahead of us.

「Don't be late for dinner!」

I received such a warning from Mikoto's mom.

Mikoto was staying in the bath for a long time.

I also didn't take a short time either.

But even so, Mikoto was late.

After 20 minutes Mikoto came out and watched T.V. with a milk bottle in her hand.

Her hair was still wet and she had a bath towel around her neck.

She changed into a black long sleeved T-s.h.i.+rt and switched from wearing jeans to a jersey.

「Ready to go?」

Raising my hips from the chair, I go towards the bike racks.

And then at the bike racks I was at a loss for words.

「…What happened?」

Mikoto, who followed me, asked.

I silently point at my own bike.

「It got done in」1

「What is this? The tire is gone」

「The seat is gone too…」

It was theft.

The lock ran through the back wheel.

So they just simply stole the front wheel and seat.

「Should I call my mom?…」

Mikoto's small hand grabbed mine that was about to take out my cell phone.

I could feel the warmth of the hot bath still coming off of her.

「It's fine if we just walk home…」

「Eh?」

「It's not really that far」

It is a bit far but it is definitely not a distance we couldn't walk.

When I put back my cell phone, we inform the owner of the bathhouse as to why we are leaving my bike there.

Tomorrow my mom will come back to pick it up.

「Understood…」

And then Mikoto and I decided to walk home.

A little after we left the bathhouse, Mikoto lined up next to me and started being bashful.

「What, need to go to the restroom?」

Mikoto shook her head.

Since there weren't many street lights, it was difficult to see her expression.

「Then, are you cold?」

「No…」

Because she was acting strangely reserved, it felt a little weird.

Mikoto certainly isn't a chatterbox.

But, it's strange how little she is talking.

It's like she wants to say something.

However, it can't be expressed well in words. She is giving that kind of feeling.

「Hey…」

After walking a bit in silence, Mikoto finally said something.

「N?」

「Your hand…is it fine if I hold it?」

「Haa?」

I unintentionally ended up stopping my feet.

「It's fine, right?」

「What is it suddenly…or rather, recently you've been weird」2

「Such a thing…have I?…」

She ended up realizing it herself.

Mikoto slowly extends her hand towards mine.

Letting out a small breath, I light gripped her small hand.

Her hands were warm. It was probably because she just got out of the bath.

We start walking again. The silence continued.

We came out onto the main road.

It was a street that had big trucks going by.

The volume of the traffic ends up drowning out any conversation we would have.

Pa.s.sing by many bright street lights, we reached the paddy field street.

The hustle and bustle of the main road quiets down behind us.

Next to me, my short childhood friend, Mikoto, silently grips my hand.

The stars were sparkling in the pitch black sky.

Today's moon didn't come out. Even so, the night sky was lively with stars.

Compared to the sky, the lights here on this paddy field street were scarce. There was no sign of anyone else either.

「You, will you stop doing stuff like that?」

「Stuff like what?」

「Pouring water on me to wake me up」

「Aah…」

Before we went to the bathhouse, I was sleeping.

Mikoto threw water on my face to wake me up.

「It was your fault for not getting up」

「Usually it's fine to wake me up normally」

「Usually you do wake up. I even called out to you and shook your shoulders」

Stopping there, Mikoto turns her face away seeming dissatisfied.

What? Why are you pouting when you were so forceful with me.

「Oi, if you dislike me so much then you shouldn't try and hold hands with me」

「Shut up」

「Also licking my d.i.c.k while I was on the phone and suddenly holding it tightly…what were you thinking, isn't that like saying you like me?」

「Shut up」

Turning her face away, Mikoto gave a sharp reply.

「Won't you tell me it's a misunderstanding? Do you really like me」

「Shut up」

I couldn't really see her expression.

That's why I could tell her so strongly.

「You didn't say it properly. Since there are various timings to consider…but if you don't dislike me then…doing such a thing…」

「I said shut up!」

Shaking her hand free, Mikoto stopped her feet.

I also stopped a few feet ahead of her and turned around.

「You're annoying…I hate you…geez…I hate you…I really hate you」

「You…are you crying?」

「That att.i.tude of seeing through everything…is the worst…I seriously hate you…」

It seems she was crying.

I could only see her silhouette in the dark.

However, her shoulders were shaking up and down.

Her voice became nasally and she occasionally wipes her eyes.

「I hate you…Even though I hate you…when I looked at your sleeping face…I started crying…」

Mikoto and I were the only people on this paddy field road.

It's supposed to be used everyday but it looks like now is different than normal.

The twinkling stars in the sky were watching over Mikoto.

Do your best.

Try to be honest.

Tell him everything.

It seemed the stars were trying to tell her that.

Winning over the beads of light floating in the heavens one by one, Mikoto speaks her mind.

「I don't get it but…recently, I cry a lot…when I think about you I cry! I hate you, even though it can't be helped that I hate you, when I think about you I cry!」

「Mikoto…」

「Shut up! Don't say anything!」

Mikoto's shoulder started shaking more.

It seemed like she would hyperventilate when she finally said something like she was squeezing it out.

「I always thought it would just be me and yet…even so, that woman…」

I immediately knew who Mikoto was talking about.

It was Kurusu. Mikoto was talking about Kurusu Mia.

Mikoto definitely started to get a bit weird after meeting Kurusu at Sainzu.

「I couldn't reach someone like her…even…I…couldn't reach but…」

The excuse that she wasn't crying doesn't work anymore.

Mikoto was crying that much.

I couldn't see in the dark but I am sure she is shedding tears and her mouth is strained.

*Hyuu*, I heard Mikoto take a breath.

And then immediately after, her thin voice reached my ears.

「I…like you, Koumei…Even though I really hate you, I like you…」

As in taken out or just had something happen to it ↩

I mean she put your d.i.c.k in her mouth soooo… ↩