Chapter 28 – My Junior Wants to Make Me His Girlfriend
I had to admit that I was complacent.
The road to school with my juniors was really very complicated.
The problem was that it seemed that the complicated path to the entrance was made because of me and my juniors.
People I don’t know where in the world came from all over and snooping on us, it felt like monkeys in a zoo.
As I became almost contemplative and kept my eyes on the floor,
A colleague told me
“Senior, raise your head.”
“Mo, I can’t hear you.”
“Hmm.”
“It’s physiologically impossible, so please look at this…”
“I’m worried that I might fall over.”
“Then, you just have to hold my hand tighter… ?”
My junior said,
I erased the disapproval of something at once and smiled.
What is it that bad laugh and without time to think of anything else,
I couldn’t get my head around the hands of my juniors who were holding me tighter than before.
Every moment I held my junior’s hand, I remembered what happened in the morning.
If I let go of my mind just a little bit, I felt like I would slam my face into that hard, big hand and say hehe.
Something like this, pervert…
As if trying to reveal my inner thoughts,
The academy students who had gathered around us were chattering a lot.
“Is that Ian? Who is that senior?”
“Were the rumors true? .”
“Wow, what is it?”
“You weren’t gay?”
“Something is wrong. Oh my god…”
It was usually something like that.
Every time the junior looked around with sad blue eyes, the whispers faded, but that was only for a moment.
I felt like the road to the classroom was really far today.
I’m just caught up in people’s eyes
My body shuddered, then cooled down, and eventually I felt like I was going to vomit.
That kind of behavior will only stand out more, and it will only remain as a bad thing, so I endure it almost as if…
Anyway, that’s why I tried my best to divert my attention elsewhere.
I tried to force myself to think of this and that, but in the end, I ended up having another strange thought.
That’s right. Hand, hand…
The juniors’ hands were very pretty, as if they were bragging about how good they were.
The fingers wrapped in healthy skin stretched out straight, drawing graceful curves at each joint as if someone had sculpted them, so it didn’t look clunky at all even though it was incredibly thick and large compared to mine.
It was also said to be pretty, but it wasn’t feminine, so I thought about the reason. It was a little, a little cool to see the forearm wrapped in rugged muscles from the well-placed wrist bone.
Hehe, hehe…”
“Senior, are you having a hard time?”
“…”
As if those muscles weren’t just used for decoration, the juniors were really strong.
I think I’ve thought about this before, but it wouldn’t be a job to do something like that.
If you do something arrogant, since you’re the master, even if you try to punish the mischievous maid by stabbing her hand, strangling her, or lifting her up to make her live,
I was really pushed and couldn’t resist at all.
“Senior?”
“That, I was wrong… ?”
“Yes? Suddenly?”
“Oh, nothing.”
“… It’s a bit strange today. Senior.”
“…”
It’s all because of you
His hands are needlessly cool, he stroked them arbitrarily, he didn’t criticize them even when he rubbed them hard enough to lose his mind, and even though it was only for about 10 seconds, it was because he accepted my arrogance, isn’t it?
I felt the resentment towards my juniors rise again.
You did so well. As if what I do can’t affect anything, I will shine so cool, lofty, and confidently alone. That’s it.
When I pout my lips at the grumpiness that fills up deep in my heart and lift my head, I look up at my junior with excitement.
My junior wanted to keep his eyes on my mouth like that… I narrowed my eyes and squeezed my hand tighter.
Uh, like I told him one day, it’s a weak spot. The fingers, the back of the hand, and the wrist are all weak.
This damn guy, like playing with the senior’s weak point, with a toy at will, used his fingers to gently touch my hands all over the place.
I hid without even realizing it. Ahhh. Do it Until I laughed, I did it…
I was so resentful and hateful that I felt like crying.
And the bigger problem is,
I hate this situation, I really hate it, but I want to leave right now because I hate juniors to death, but more and more people are coming and I can’t do that.
Please don’t look at me like that No, just don’t look at me…
An unspecified number of people looking at me with strange eyes, and being played at the hands of juniors who hated me to death.
If you ask me which of the two is better, or which one I hate more, I can’t answer.
Just because they’re both terrible.
But that doesn’t mean that even if I know that what was put down in this difficult situation is a rotten rope to play with me, in a situation where people’s eyes are chasing me like a tiger right away, even if it’s rotten and cracked, I can’t help but hold on to it, isn’t it?
So, I couldn’t bear to take my junior’s hand away, but rather, as if begging people to save me, this time I held on tighter.
For some reason, the more I do that, the stronger people’s eyes are, so I cringe and stick closer to my juniors, become stronger, and stick to them again…
In the end, my junior and I got close to each other until our arms overlapped and tangled.
… And then, I found out that I have weak arms.
“…”
No, no. It’s not that I have weak arms, it’s because I have a lot of desire. That’s why, if you can’t solve it, your whole body will become sensitive, and even though you took a medicine that made you feel better, you couldn’t relieve it because of your juniors… ?
What, come to think of it, this was also my junior’s fault.
So I had the right to demand it proudly.
“Please come in a little late today…”
At the second request according to my natural right, the junior arrogantly sneered.
It wasn’t the usual neat appearance, but while I was a little embarrassed, my junior said straight-forward.
“No, I do not want.”
“That’s it, that’s it.”
“If you are going to say that you want to hang out with your boyfriend. Do not do that.”
“Oh…”
Perhaps because it was a conversation we had in the morning, my junior simply inferred my next words.
How much do you have to torment me to be satisfied?
I was so angry that I burst into tears,
Without hiding resentful eyes,
I threw out whatever words came to my mind.
“Your junior must have a girlfriend, too.”
“There is no such thing.”
“… That, then, you can make it.”
“Hmm.”
“Then you will understand me.”
“No, I do not want.”
“To.”
Maybe my juniors are like homosexuals, as people say.
Or is it that the sexual desire has been castrated? Or that he’s so good that he doesn’t get swayed by sexual desire…
So while I’m thinking a little differently,
My junior has been saying unbelievably shameless things.
“Ah. Can’t you be my girlfriend?”
“To? Ah? Ahhh… ?”
“If the senior did it, she would be really happy.”
It was unconventional words and actions that made me doubt my ears.
Hey, you crazy guy I barely suppressed the nauseous feeling that came up to my throat and quickly looked around with a blushing face.
If you say that, if you say it out loud, people will hear it all… !
Sure enough, people go wow. While I was doing it, I started to hum loudly.
“What, weren’t you dating?”
“A public confession?”
“Then why are you holding hands?”
“I guess I was just riding. I envy you anyway…”
How on earth can juniors be so confident in the fire of interest like this?
No, this was something in a category that can’t be explained with the word dignified.
There is a level of shamelessness, but it is too much. To say that you will treat a normal person as a self-defense device?
I was startled and tried to remove the hand I was holding, but of course it wasn’t enough to shake off the junior’s strength.
Sensing that action, the junior, as if making a big decision, lowered her head and whispered in my ear.
“I am my girlfriend. Senior. Huh?”
“Kwaaaaa…”
“I will make you happy.”
“Hae, happy, say, with something like that, I think I’ll be happy… ?”
“I will make it.”
Hehe… !”
With a lot of lewd words whispered in my ear, I had no choice but to let out a strange scream and roll my eyes in all directions.
In fact, the junior may have been a great pervert.
Otherwise, it makes no sense.
In broad daylight when the sun is shining brightly,
While all those people are watching,
As if asking what the hell was the problem, he confidently said that he wanted to make me his girlfriend, hehe, wow, that’s crazy…
I forgot how much I hated my juniors and how people stared at me.
I covered my reddened face with the rest of my hand as much as I could, cooling off the heat and rolling my head to the limit.
Then, I persuaded him with the most rational and common sense words I could in this situation.
“I already have a boyfriend, so let’s deal with that individually…”
“…”
At my refusal, my junior, whenever the atmosphere is like this, he looks scared like he always did,
On the one hand, it has been looking at every corner of my body with greedy eyes, as if it wants to devour me.
Rice, pervert…
Among the people who are puzzled as if they can’t figure out what it is,
There was nothing I could do but bend my face, which was so red that it was red. .
