Hiroto-kun isn’t a love interest, he’s a pet interest.

Here’s part 3.

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I didn’t release Hiroto; I needed to punish him some more.

“Do you want to go back together,” said Hiroto. It seems that he didn’t understand what I said back then. I explained that it’ll be bad if we go back together after I did the Iron Claw on him. (1) He’ll forget if I don’t inscribe his body with pain.

After Hiroto left, I sat on a desk in the preparation room, dangling my legs and waiting for the next bell. That was when I heard a gotan sound from the cleaning tools in the back.

Oh? A poltergeist?

Suspicious… I thought that there wasn’t anyone in the science prep room, but it seems that there’s someone in the cleaning tool locker.

I approached the locker and tried to open it. It was locked. However, it seemed to be the type that locked from the outside, and it opened when I pulled back the lever.

When I peeked inside, the "There's n.o.body inside," horror movie phenomenon was what I was hoping for, but a girl was there.

She had the same black-rimmed gla.s.ses as me and had braids. She was sitting and looking at me with a scared expression.

"…For how long have you been here?" I asked with a thug-like glare.

"Um, ummm, I didn't hear anything, I didn't see anything, so please forgive me…"

She had teary eyes and was trembling. After seeing Hiroto getting beaten up, it's the correct reaction.

But, that's not what I want to hear. I confirmed that the room wasn't being used in the morning and called Hiroto to it afterwards. And then, just when 2nd period was over, I was ambushed here. That means that she was in there for over an hour.

And, this locker is the type that locks from the outside. After this girl entered the locker, someone could've locked the door.

…No matter how you look at it, it's bullying.

"Are you okay? Should I call over a teacher?"

"N-no, i-it's okay! But, I…toi…le…ahh."

To calm the frightened girl, I smiled and stretched out my hand, but she was still scared and water was dripped down from her bottom parts. …It seems that she needed to go to the toilet. She had an expression like it was the end of this world, and started crying.

"I, I…I…wahhhhh…sorry…"

"It's okay, let's go to the nurse."

While comforting and helping the crying child to stand, the bell rang. The next cla.s.s will start in a few minutes, so it's probably better to head out after next period starts to avoid being seen. Then, it's better to destroy the evidence from before.

I told the crying girl that I'm cleaning. Luckily, this is a science prep room, so there's a sink to wash off certain stuffs.

The cleaning was done quickly, and, by the time the bell rang, I was done. I then pulled the hand of the still-crying girl, and headed for the nurse's office.

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(1)Iron Claw refers to a pro wrestler.