Vol. 8.5 Ch. 1

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Vol. 8.5 Ch. 1

Chapter 1

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Everyone, where are you going for summer vacation? The first thing that comes to mind is the beach or the Mountains. Or perhaps returning home to family. If there’s money, a trip abroad. If not, simply

stay home and sleep.

I, Natsuru Senou, didn’t choose any of those options and went on a one-night trip to a theme park.

With thermal waters.

Once again, I encountered various problems, whether it was in the hot springs, a battle, or a revolution.

or something I didn’t even understand. It seems I attract all kinds of misfortune. I’ve heard that misfortune is Like a beautiful goddess. Popular men really have problems.

Actually, there’s a reason why I attract all this, and it’s simply because I’m a Kämpfer, a being Destined to fight. If you are destined to fight, it is natural that you will also have enemies. However, recently, I’ve been struggling so much that some things in my body are starting to

to fall asleep. Especially since being a Kämpfer involves transforming into a woman, many things Relationships related to sex become confusing or unbalanced. It’s a problem.

After overcoming the problems at that theme park and supposedly resting my body, I returned with

Twice the fatigue. Bathed in the noble spirit of “nothing happens if you don’t go out,” I spent my summer vacatio

home enjoying laziness.

At the theme park, my childhood friend, Mikoto Kondou, told me: “Let’s go to the school to help with the “Student council,” but who would want to do that? Although I’ll eventually have to go, it won’t be now.

Avoiding unpleasant things is what a high school student should do as much as possible.

I’m not an early riser. Since the night is meant for sleeping,

He should continue sleeping in the morning. However, the world is dominated by the mistaken idea Having to get up at dawn is truly unfortunate. Daylight Saving Time is a conspiracy. to destroy Japan.

These days, I’ve been waking up on time. Wow, it’s a bad habit of the Japanese to be so early.

Bound to time. I looked at the clock by my pillow. It’s 6:45 am. Too early. And right in At times like this, I didn’t want to fall asleep again.

I got up and glanced at the stuffed animal on the table. Neither awake nor asleep, not moving at all. Well, It’s just a plush toy.

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I slowly went downstairs. I live alone in a two-story house. Of course, I didn’t build it; my father did.

He bought it with a thirty-year mortgage. Now he works far away with my mother. I can’t help thinking he’s a It’s a waste to build a house and not live in it, but apparently they increased his salary for the relocation.

So I guess it’s okay.

I washed my face and had breakfast. Let’s see, is there anything saved to eat? I looked for bread but there was I threw the bread away two months ago because it had gotten soggy. Even though the rains have passed, it’s s

endurance.

So, all that’s left is curry.

At my house, I have curry everywhere. In fact, I’m already sick of it. Mikoto makes it almost every day, so I feel like an Indian. They say Indian and Japanese curries are different, but I don’t know.

I took the frozen curry out of the freezer and defrosted it in the microwave. Since there’s no rice, I’ll eat it on its o

with the sauce.

Just as I was about to serve myself, a noise was heard from the entrance.

—Natsuru, are you here?

He’s not here. Before I could answer, the door opened.

—Ta-da! Here I am!

It was Mikoto. The door was securely closed, but this girl opened it herself. Of course, she hadn’t Given the key, couldn’t he open the Bank of Japan’s vault with the same ease?

She walked noisily down the hallway and into the living room.

—Wow, it’s hot, isn’t it?

I know that already. Put yourself in my shoes, I’m eating curry on a day like this. Mikoto peeked out while

ate.

—Oh, are you eating?

—Yes, I’m eating. What brings you here?

—Ah, I see. If you weren’t eating, I would have thought about preparing something.

—I don’t need it. It’s probably curry.

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—Yes. Natsuru, you like curry.

—Can I eat that much?

Of course I like curry, but after eating it every day, you get bored. I’m trying to get to

a state of nirvana (a state of peace and freedom from suffering in Buddhism) beyond boredom.

I have already attained enlightenment (a profound understanding of the truth).

I put a piece of curry to my mouth.

—Mikoto, have you had breakfast?

—Yes, I did. I woke up at five.

—That’s early.

—If you don’t get up early, poisonous insects are active in the jungle.

Why do they have to use the jungle as the standard for activities?

She’s been traveling the world since she was little. Because of that, she often did things she didn’t

They looked like something a high school student would say. At five in the morning, only those who are… get up Those obsessed with training or those who do morning marathons!

Mikoto sat down in the chair opposite me without saying a word. She seems to feel right at home.

—Hurry up and eat.

—Why are you giving me instructions?

—I have an obligation to monitor Natsuru’s actions.

—I’ve never heard of that.

—Because we’re childhood friends.

Sometimes I wonder why we’re childhood friends, and what benefit I get from acting with this girl. bomb. Curry?

I don’t like being stared at while I eat, so I quickly put the curry in my mouth.

Mikoto was looking at me with interest. Hey, am I some kind of strange beast?

—Hey Natsuru. Do you remember when you had a date with the president?

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—I didn’t do it.

I answered him immediately.

—Yes, you did.

—We just went to the aquarium together.

—In society that’s called a date.

The president she is referring to is Shizuku Sangou, the student council president of the Academy

Seitetsu, the school I attend, is beautiful, but she has a mannequin-like personality, and I don’t get along with he

she.

I’ve been to the aquarium with Shizuku before. Apparently, that’s considered a date, according to Mikoto. Howe If one of the parties involved says “that’s not the case,” it shouldn’t be considered a quote, don’t you think?

-In other words…

Mikoto continued.

—If you went on a date with the president, I think you should go on a date with me too.

What is this girl saying?

I thought he’d lost his mind. I should call a doctor or a priest immediately.

But Mikoto’s expression was strangely serious.

—Why should I go on a date with you?

—I told you so. Besides, you tried to spend the night secretly with Akane-chan. You’re stuck with me now.

-I don’t understand what you mean.

—You don’t need to understand. Go on a date with me. Decision made.

What is this insistence on? What kind of fascist country are we in?

Showing up at someone’s house unexpectedly in the morning and starting to talk about a date is almost like bei Stalker. He seems to be serious, and it’s difficult to deal with.

—Where are we going?

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—To school?

—On a date.

“It would be best to go to school. Sakura-san is helping out on the student council. Maybe I’ll see her.” —We’re going to school the day after tomorrow. No, I just want to go out, just the two of us.

-Because?

—Because it’s a date.

—That’s not why.

I put the spoon down. It doesn’t matter, but the curry sauce is hot. I overheated it.

—Why me?

-Alright.

—I won’t go. Anyway, if it’s not me, you could invite someone like Higashida, right?

Higashida, my classmate, knows Mikoto well. Although he’s not her childhood friend, he knows her thanks to

to his research of first-class beauties.

—I don’t want to! It has to be Natsuru, obviously!

—Why obviously?

-Because…

Suddenly, Mikoto began to murmur. Apparently, she was saying something like, “Because I like you…” What does “like” mean? What will agriculture do?

-Anyway!

Suddenly, Mikoto raised her voice, and I almost choked on my own water.

—It’s a date. Understood?

—How noisy, when?

-Now.

-Now!?

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I was stunned. Not just today, but right now. I knew I was an impatient girl, but this was too much.

hurried.

—You know, I have plans too.

“You have no plans, Natsuru. Anyway, you’re just sleeping or watching recorded soccer matches.” How do you know that? I was thinking of going to see a J-League game, but there isn’t one today.

—Why so soon?

—The sooner the better. That’s just how it is.

—I don’t understand. Why are you coming to my house so early in the morning…?

—It’s decided.

I haven’t said everything yet, but it seems to be a fact in his mind.

—From now on, it’s a date. Go on, get ready.

—I haven’t finished eating.

—But you’ve almost finished it.

Well, that’s true. The plate is almost empty. There’s only one bite left.

—I decided the destination of the date, so let’s get going.

It has a tone like he’s about to excavate an archaeological site.

—Where are we going so early?

—It’s not decided yet.

Mikoto stated.

—We’ll go eat curry.

I’m sure of it. This girl is definitely crazy.

Going out for curry, what are your plans for the morning? The restaurants aren’t open. When I complained, Mikoto looked at me as if to say, “That’s why you’re a fool.”

—Who mentioned that it’s nearby?

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—What are we going to do?

—We’ll take the train. There’s a delicious curry shop in Gunma Prefecture.

—Why are we going all the way to Gunma!?

It’s too much to go so far for something delicious. It might be normal to look for something tasty in remote place Second-rate food lovers can go in search of ramen, but I’m just a student of

secondary school. I’m not the type to share my gastronomic adventures on a blog.

Mikoto is like that too, but she’s troublesome because she has so much energy. It must have just occurred to he

go to Gunma to eat curry.

I was forced to change quickly, and they took me on the train like they were dragging me. I had no other choice

I was about to shout “call the police” at the station.

The inside of the carriage is full of families. It’s quite nice; they seem happy. Among all these people, I would venture to say that there is no one else planning to go out for curry, except us.

Mikoto, next to me, is excited. It’s like we’re about to go on an excavation.

—You know, it’s been a while since I’ve had a date with Natsuru.

—Why has it been so long? Have you had one?

—Yes, we did. When we were little, we went to play at the river together.

—That was just a walk in the park, wasn’t it?

—It was a date! Because we really played.

—Even though it said “No Trespassing” in big letters, you were the one who dragged me! Did you think you cou Clinging to some foam (Styrofoam or polystyrene) and swimming? I’m not a would-be suicide! There, if you didn Be careful, you could be swept all the way to Tokyo Bay.

—Well, everything went well, so it’s okay.

—I almost died!

Mikoto made a serious expression.

“Don’t speak so loudly! Look, everyone is giving us strange looks.”

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—It’s your fault…!

Certainly, attention within the carriage was beginning to focus on us. But more than worried, They had an expression that was, in some way, endearing.

For some reason, Mikoto seemed happy about that.

—Look, look. That family over there, they’re saying ours is a lovers’ quarrel.

—How do you know? Did you receive electromagnetic waves? Put some aluminum foil over your ears.

—I can read minds a little, so…

This is a tough one. She doesn’t seem to have any problems, even if the unemployment rate in Japan rises.

—Oh no. We two look like a couple, don’t we?

Well, it’s understandable. If a couple argues over trivial things on the train, they definitely look like a couple.

Even I can understand that.

Even so, Mikoto seems to be enjoying herself. Hey, don’t you have any worries? I only have worries, already.

You know.

—Hey, didn’t you have a date with the president?

—Oh, not that again. I want to forget it.

—Forget about that. So, what did they do?

—Your words are contradictory.

—It doesn’t matter. Did the president prepare a meal for you or something?

—Yes, he did.

Mikoto’s body tenses for a moment. Could it be some kind of illness?

—What… What kind of food did you prepare?

—The normal thing.

I don’t know exactly what “normal” means in this context, but it can’t be anything special.

—Perhaps it was curry?

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—No, it wasn’t curry. Stay away from curry.

—Was it good?

-More or less.

—…Better than my curry?

—It can’t be compared to curry.

How is that supposed to compare to curry? At best, there are opinions like “both are delicious” or “more or less”.

—That’s great. If someone were to make curry, I wouldn’t be able to compete.

—What would you compete for?

—Since the president once made curry udon, I thought I might be good at curry dishes too.

—She doesn’t seem to be bad at that.

Shizuku can do anything. Cooking is no exception, and she’s probably a master at it.

Japanese, Western, and Chinese cuisine. He could probably make curry even in his sleep.

—But hey, isn’t a girl who can’t do anything more adorable than one who can do everything?

—You’re a weird girl saying that.

—I’m not as versatile as the president. So I thought I’d be more adorable.

—Go to the hospital. You can do anything, right?

Her survival skills are incredible. In a different way than Shizuku, she demonstrates her versatility. If We’re talking about who can and who can’t; I would be below that.

—Is it that men fall more in love with those who are clumsy?

-Don’t know.

That’s all I can say. Mikoto gave me a quick glance and muttered “muu”.

—… You even kissed the president, didn’t you?

—Why are you making me remember that nightmare?

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—Did you enjoy it that much?

—I’m telling you, it was a nightmare. That was a kind of rape.

I lowered my voice when I mentioned “rape.” We’re on the train.

—The president is always ahead, it’s frustrating.

—Are you competing in a 100-meter race?

—That’s not it. Ah, why do I have to worry about such nonsense?

Don’t call me stupid to my face. According to the logic of an elementary school student, the one who calls other

the fool.

—Ah, kissing… uuh.

—Don’t speak so loudly.

—Should I come up with a plan?

Mikoto had the expression of a strategist about to besiege a castle.

While we were discussing that, we arrived in Gunma Prefecture. Because we took the local train and We went slowly; it’s past lunchtime. It wasn’t part of Mikoto’s plan… she’s a woman. who acts impulsively.

We got off at a station that wasn’t very big. Perhaps because it’s a provincial city, the air definitely felt stuffy. different from Tokyo’s.

—Is there a curry shop in a place like this?

—Nowadays there are curry shops everywhere.

He said with contempt.

—I’m not referring to that, but to whether there’s actually good curry here.

—Trust me.

—To confirm, where did you get that information?

—By word of mouth. They say that fifteen years ago there was a restaurant that served a delicious curry.

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—…Will that restaurant still exist?

—Do you really believe information from fifteen years ago?

—You were the one who mentioned it!

This girl is lost. What could she be thinking? Why do we have to travel to Gunma based on…

A story from fifteen years ago? We even have to pay for transportation out of our own pockets!

Mikoto doesn’t seem worried at all. I don’t know if she’s trustworthy or not.

—Natsuru, let’s go there.

He points north. Only mountains are visible.

—Is there anything there?

—It seems so. My instinct tells me so.

—Could you say something more substantiated?

—According to information from fifteen years ago, it seems to be over there.

How much of it is true?

Anyway, we don’t have any other leads, so we ended up going in that direction.

Mikoto seems to enjoy it. She loves exploring unfamiliar places. Otherwise, she wouldn’t travel abroad.

So often. And she does it impulsively, bringing souvenirs back. Truly amazing.

I walked down a street that seemed to be a main one. There were shops scattered about that looked like they w It’s very busy, perhaps because it also functions as a bedroom community?

—Hey, Natsuru. It’s close. I can smell curry!

I don’t feel anything at all. Does this guy have a dog’s nose?

—Where is that smell of curry coming from?

—Over there.

At the end of the street. Really?

—Over there, over there. That store.

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Mikoto grabbed my arm and dragged me along. Since it was annoying, I didn’t resist and followed her. In these It’s better to resign yourself.

We stopped in front of a purple curtain.

—This is it! This is the best curry.

-Listen…

I moved my hand away from Mikoto.

—What’s wrong? Don’t you trust my wild instincts?

—This is a Japanese candy store!

Unable to contain myself, I screamed. The word “Izumiya” was written on the curtain, and there was a sign on th

which said “I have mizuyokan (a gelatinous Japanese sweet made from red bean, sugar and agar-agar, served (popular in summer)!”. No matter how it looks, it’s clearly a shop specializing in Japanese sweets.

—There are chairs and tables inside. We can eat here, right?

—So, is it a place to eat Japanese sweets?

“There’s no place in the world where you can’t eat curry. This is a renowned restaurant. It’s a rule.” —You shouldn’t be the one to decide that.

But Mikoto didn’t listen to my opinion at all; she opened the glass door.

—How brave!

—Let’s go!

This girl goes in without hesitation. If they hit you, you won’t be able to complain.

Inside the shop there’s a counter with a window, and inside are lined up Japanese sweets. Then there are some Posters and a tea area inside the shop. Not a single word about curry.

You can feel someone’s presence coming from the back.

—Welcome-… Oh!

—Guh!

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The one who shouted “guh!” wasn’t Mikoto, it was me. The person who came out was none other than the treas

She is in charge of finances for class 2-4 in the girls’ section. She is commonly known as

“Treasurer.” She’s somewhat gloomy, but her skill with financial calculations is top-notch.

class. It’s like an accountant who keeps two sets of books.

Class 2-4 is the one I’ve belonged to since I became a girl, so why is she here?

The treasurer bows her head in respect.

—Oh, it’s Senou-san from the men’s section. What a surprise to find you here.

I once worked temporarily as a waitress, and on that occasion I presented myself in my usual appearance. male. So it’s not strange that he recognizes me.

However, I didn’t come here on purpose, so why did I have to meet her?

—Why… are you here?

—This is a relative’s house. I’m working here temporarily while I’m visiting.

I didn’t know that. Even so, running into her here has to be a one-in-a-million chance.

—Yes, but…

—You’re Kondou-san, right?

I thought, how do you know?, and then I asked Mikoto later, who boasted, “There isn’t one

“A student who doesn’t know me.” She’s a woman with too many unnecessary connections.

—I came to eat.

Mikoto said. She wasn’t wrong.

—I heard that’s the specialty of this place… mmm.

I quickly covered this fool’s mouth.

—Don’t say unnecessary things. Even if it looks like a Japanese candy store.

—What are you doing? Are you so embarrassed because it’s someone you know?

—I’m embarrassed because she’s well-known.

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Saying we came for curry would be embarrassing. Although it doesn’t look like the treasurer is going to laugh.

Laughing, he’d probably tell everyone. Or maybe he’d try to blackmail us for money. Either way

In that way, only misfortune awaits us.

The treasurer bowed her head.

—Is that this store’s specialty?

—No, if there isn’t one, that’s fine.

Before I could ask any more questions, I decided there wasn’t one.

—Mikoto’s head is going crazy from the heat. She was already unwell before, but I had planned to hospitalize h Soon. You don’t need to go visit her, oh!

Mikoto bit my hand. Like a snake.

—Don’t say things without my permission.

She shook my hand and stared at me. Then, to the treasurer, —Yes, they do have a specialty. Curry.

Finally, she said it. What, are you an idiot?

But the treasurer readily agreed.

—You know it well. There is rice curry.

—Geh-!

This, of course, is me.

Mikoto had a triumphant expression, like that of a victor.

—See, I told you. My information and intuition are correct.

It’s frustrating not being able to refute that.

Mikoto and I were shown to a table at the back of the restaurant. There was no one else there. I don’t know if it’ No.

—In theory, it’s fashionable…

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The treasurer said.

—Japanese sweets taste good. Plus, there’s a secret menu.

—… Secret menu, curry?

-That’s how it is.

I hope I’m wrong, but I wasn’t.

The treasurer retreated to the back without asking what we wanted. She seems to think it’s curry. Certainly.

it’s right.

I’m fed up. I haven’t even digested my breakfast yet.

—Natsuru, please, have a little more fun. You came here to eat the specialty.

—I also had curry for breakfast.

—I don’t know anything about breakfast at your house.

—You saw it! You did it!

—Why do you have to blame me?

—It’s your fault!

My anger is completely ignored by this girl. Doesn’t she have the common sense to handle the situation delicate like water on a frog’s face?

I don’t even feel like getting angry anymore. Couldn’t a meteorite fall right now and destroy this store?

Of course, I wouldn’t escape the consequences, but this time I’ll put up with it.

A muffled sound is heard from inside. Shortly after, the smell of curry fills the air.

Mikoto tinkles, tickling the nose.

—This curry has a lot of spices, right?

—Didn’t you once say that once you eat it, everything tastes the same?

—I know what it’s like before I eat it.

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If there were a ranking for ridiculous excuses, this girl would be the Yokozuna (the highest rank in Japanese su

(used here as a metaphor to indicate that someone is exceptional at convoluted arguments or sophisms).

The treasurer hasn’t been appointed yet. It seems it’s going to take a while. Is this how you generate anticipatio

a specialty?

The glass door opened. It looks like another customer came in. Did they come because of the place’s reputation —Oh, Senou-san.

—Ah, it’s Natsuru-tan, the boy.

I thought I was going to fall over from the surprise. The ones who came in were the president and vice presiden Four from the women’s section, the president with glasses and the vice president hanging from a sake bottle. W What are they doing here in Gunma?

—Goodbye Kondou-san. What a surprise to see you here.

The president approaches. She obviously knew about Mikoto.

—Are you two traveling together?

—What, did you come to eat curry?

Is it that famous? The curry here? Mikoto nods dramatically.

—Yes. I think you have to try the curry here at least once.

-Of course.

The class president agrees.

—They say the curry here is practically legendary, so if you like curry, you’ll definitely want to try it.

Try it at least once.

What is this precision? I’m glimpsing the amazing world of curry.

—President, are you a curry maniac just like Mikoto?

—Huh? It’s not like I like curry that much.

He made a strange face. What’s going on?

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The president and vice president sat at the table behind us. At that moment, the treasurer… peeks out.

—Oh, welcome back.

“We’re back,” they both replied. Apparently, the treasurer was going to visit some relatives, so They decided to keep her company for a while.

—Is curry good for you too?

-No problem.

—Hurry up, I’m hungry.

Is it your favorite dish or not? What’s the answer?

After waiting a little longer, they finally brought the curry. It’s not like the kind served in restaurants. Indians, where rice and curry are separate, but it’s all together like in a cafe in an area

for rest. The spoon submerged in the water somehow feels old-fashioned.

—Oh, this looks delicious.

Mikoto’s eyes sparkle. She doesn’t seem to be.

I took the spoon and scooped out some curry. No matter how much I looked at it, it was just plain curry and rice The shine was purely curry-like. Without any distinctive features.

Mikoto began to eat with enthusiasm.

—Delicious!

She was overjoyed. The treasurer bowed.

—Thank you for that.

—It really is a specialty. Well, curry is the best thing in a traditional sweets shop, right?

What a silly thing to say! I wanted to check it out, so I tried it.

—…

It was normal. No matter how much I savored it, it was still just a curry. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t that great.

Delicious enough to warrant such a fuss. To enjoy it so much, you need acting skills.

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Even so, Mikoto continued to eat with gusto.

—It’s the best. It really is. Natsuru, I’m sure you understand, right?

-Hey…?

-Hey.

Mikoto frowned.

“I knew you had bad taste, but you should understand this, shouldn’t you?” -In what…?

—This curry is completely different from the ones you can get around here.

Oh really?

Behind me, the class president and vice president are saying, “This curry is always delicious.” “When you eat it here” or “What bliss!”. Am I the only one who doesn’t understand the flavor?

“In fact, this restaurant’s rice curry is famous as a hidden specialty,” the treasurer explained.

Can a specialty be hidden? I just learned that.

—Shortly after the post-war period, we opened as a Japanese candy shop and since then we have dedicated to making Japanese sweets, but we also decided to sell curry.

—They don’t seem really dedicated…

—Please listen carefully. Although the reputation of Japanese sweets was more or less good, the Rice curry was loved by some connoisseurs and has since become a place of pilgrimage.

A secret for curry lovers.

—So, you don’t need to make Japanese sweets here?

—Because there are few who love the curry from this place.

Those lovers, wouldn’t they be the three of us present here, excluding me?

Anyway, what the treasurer says seems to be true. Well, whether it’s true or not, it doesn’t matter.

To see with my life. The only one who is excited is Mikoto.

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Anyway, I tried my best to finish what was on my plate. I’m feeling a bit indigestion from all that curry.

But quitting is not an option.

-By the way…

The class president’s voice comes from the back.

—Why are you two here?

Gik. Of course, “you two” refers to me and Mikoto. Now, how should I respond?

—It’s a date.

Before I could say anything, Mikoto replied, “Hey!”

—Hooo.

Behind her glasses, the president emitted a suspicious glow.

—Were Senou-kun from the boys’ section and Kondou-san that close?

—Ah, I’ll tell you.

The vice president smiled mischievously.

—Wasn’t it true that the boy Natsuru-tan was in love with the girl Natsuru?

—… It’s none of your business.

It’s true there are rumors like that, but I can’t admit it. After all, I’m Natsuru girl.

—Furthermore, according to my sources…

The president firmly raised her glasses.

—Apparently, the student council president has recently gotten a boyfriend.

—Ah, that’s the first time I’ve heard that.

The vice president said. The president smiled arrogantly.

—It is said that Sakura-san has been telling her friends via text message that “Shizuku-chan has managed “boyfriend.” It doesn’t specify who that is…

—uh, does that mean that-…

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The vice president looked at me with eyes full of curiosity.

I was literally speechless. Even though I had eaten curry, I was just speechless! What is it like?

Is it possible that even these people know something like that?

-It isn’t true!

For now, I argued.

“Someone as talented as the student council president wouldn’t date someone like me, a…” Man. It should be someone smarter, maybe a bright college student or an employee of

a foreign company.

—Well, yes, that’s true.

The president didn’t really listen to my excuse.

—The truth is, these kinds of people might be fond of eating strange things. Even Senou-san…

—I’m a fan of eating strange things!?

For now, I pretended to be angry. I had to get away from this subject somehow.

The president is close to the leader of the fools, Higashida. If this is confirmed, the information will spread. immediately, even to the men’s section. And then, surely the murderers of the “Being Club”

“Scolded by Shizuku-sama” from the male section will come flying in. I could beg Higashida not to

I revealed the information, but I didn’t think he would prioritize his friendship with me. If I were to learn of his we Higashida would not hesitate to tell it with pleasure.

I had to stop this somehow. My life was at stake.

—Anyway, the president and I have nothing going on.

—How are we supposed to believe that?

—The president and I have no connection whatsoever. Seriously.

The vice president bowed her head.

—Hmm, once, in first year, Nishino-chan said that she saw the president with the boy Natsuru-tan.

—… It’s just a rumor spread by Masumi-chan.

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That’s true. I remember it well. They are formidable women.

While I was trying to justify myself, Mikoto looked at me with a serious expression.

—…It’s true that the president and Natsuru aren’t dating, but…

Mikoto chimes in. “Ooh, thank you for your help. My childhood friend isn’t useless!” The president’s gaze changed direction.

—So, who is she dating?

How did we get to talking about this?

—Of course, Natsuru is dating someone. But it’s not the president.

Mikoto seems determined. Something strange is going on.

—…So, with whom? Senou-san?

-Near.

—With whom then?

-With me.

I was surprised. It’s not that close. And besides, what does that even mean?

Mikoto was blushing a little. But I was much more than blushing. I thought my heart was going to jump out of my

flying.

—Na-… Natsuru decided to go out with me, her childhood friend. She even came all the way to Gunma, it’s a da

—Hoo.

The class president was impressed. I felt like I was dying.

Why did Mikoto say something like that? Even if it was to help me, isn’t it a bit extreme? Perhaps it was a plan

to push me into an even more complicated situation? Who would have thought that childhood friends How could they be so cruel? Against childhood friends. Let’s exile them from the world.

In my mind I was starting a worldwide protest against childhood friends, but in

I was actually in the middle of a mess inside a Japanese candy store.

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—Definitely, coming all the way to Gunma Prefecture just to eat curry is not a normal relationship.

This is the treasurer. Is curry to blame for why I can’t argue with him?

—It seems that Senou-san is quite popular with the girls.

—That’s not true.

I tried to refute it.

—However, it is rumored that he is often seen talking to Mishima-san in the library.

I was speechless. Of course, but where do they get that information?

—And yet, Senou-san is dating Kondou-san…

—It seems as if I’m dishonest, doesn’t it?

—Is he honest?

Please don’t tell me that with that serious expression. Even what Mikoto said didn’t come from her heart. However, it seems Mikoto doesn’t know the word “nonsense.” Despite using the word “nonsense” so

easily.

—I could tolerate Natsuru even if he’s cheated in the past. I want Natsuru to stay as he is. now.

She even pretended to look down. This girl has incredible acting skills; she once pretended to be someone else

by “the messenger of the gods” before the indigenous people deep in the jungle. The village chief and the other They bowed down before his majesty, and after that, there were no more problems finding guides. I learned this

because she proudly told me.

As expected, the class members were intrigued. Or perhaps intentionally so.

—That’s wonderful.

The class president applauded.

—Understood, Kondou-san will continue dating Senou-san. I’ll cooperate.

-Collaborate?

I complained. The conversation is taking a strange turn.

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—Cooperation is cooperation. Specifically, inform all students via the loudspeaker, Distribute leaflets so there is no turning back.

—Hey!

It’s a terrible story. I’m forced to actually go out with Mikoto. The person I want to go out with is Kaede Sakura, and no one else. Do you really want to trample on someone else’s purity?

The class members don’t even listen to my protests.

—Is this okay, Kondou-san?

-Alright.

Mikoto nodded easily.

—Okay, then, right away.

The treasurer took out a calculator. She always carries it with her. She pressed the keys.

—How about this amount for advertising expenses?

—Hey, it’s expensive! Let’s lower that.

Mikoto intervened from the side.

—We won’t get anywhere like this. We need to receive at least this much.

—After all, I came all the way to Gunma to eat. When I return, I’ll promote the curry here.

—I don’t have that much of an impact on my relative’s finances… What do you think of that?

—I cannot budge on this figure. Instead, I will include an ancient coin unearthed in Syria.

—You’re good at business. So, with this.

It seems they both reached a satisfactory agreement. It seems I’m the only one left out.

—Natsuru, the conversation is over.

—I have no idea what’s going on.

—We’re going to announce that Senou-san and Kondou-san are starting to date. Shouldn’t you be a little more. happy?

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The class president said. Why should I be happy? Why do I have to go out with Mikoto?

It’s true that Mikoto is a cute girl. She’s not especially beautiful, but that must be because of her age, and within In five years, it will surely look much better.

But that has nothing to do with this. Since we’ve been friends since childhood, I can’t feel that way. way. Although we hadn’t seen each other for a while because Mikoto was abroad, the closeness is

Too uncomfortable. Our childhood experiences are too intense. What I remember are

Snakes, spiders, and caterpillars. Why did it always try to put those things on my back?

What does Mikoto think about it? She seems somewhat excited.

—Help out a little.

She said in a low voice.

—If the rumor gets around that you and I are dating, something good will happen.

-Really?

—You can deny that you’re dating the president.

—But I want the rumor to spread that I’m dating Sakura-san.

—Are you crazy? That kind of rumor will never spread, even if a century passes.

The truth is that it irritates me even more.

However, did Mikoto really say that to deny the rumors about the president? If that’s true, it’s a

which is appreciated.

—So, now that we’re done talking, it’s time to get to work.

As she clears the plates, the treasurer says, “What’s this about work?” —Actually, we’ve decided to promote this restaurant’s curry more.

—It’s good that it’s a hidden specialty, isn’t it?

—It’s been pretty hidden until now, so from now on we’ll make it a little less hidden.

We’ve decided to get a sign that highlights the restaurant and the curry, and you two will be the models.

—Ha!?

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What’s this about a poster? Maybe Mikoto and I have to force a smile and appear on camera?

—You, Senou-san, and Kondou-san are the ones who will smile forcibly and appear on camera.

The treasurer uttered a line exactly as I had imagined.

—Why would we do that? Hire professional models.

—I don’t have that kind of money.

—So, I’ll just be working for free?

—Not only you, Kondou-san will also work for free.

—Only unpaid work has increased, right?

—Ah, I made a mistake. This is included in the agreement from a moment ago, so Kondou-san won’t be workin

free.

—So why did you do it?

—It’s a promotion.

I can’t believe it, they don’t listen to what I’m telling them.

The treasurer, the class president, and of course, the vice president, all pretend not to understand, even though They understand it perfectly. As they talk, the point of the problem gets lost. Could this be the case?

Is this type of deception used to confuse others taught in any seminar somewhere?

Mikoto remains unfazed. What a clever girl. Perhaps, maybe it wasn’t your idea from the start.

—Then please come outside.

The treasurer hurried.

—We’ll start recording right away.

I’m against curry. And Japanese sweets too. No one can blame me if I feel this way.

There was no other option, so I went to the bathroom to clear my head. When I came back, I saw Mikoto and th Speaking in hushed tones, what are they plotting?

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And then outside. After walking a while from the Japanese candy shop, it turned into a hill without

Leveling. Apparently, there are places like this scattered all over the place, and they’re using one of them. without permission.

Since it was advertising, I thought people from the Izumiya Japanese candy store would come, but that wasn’t t

Only the treasurer, the president, and the vice president of the class were there. I have a feeling that these thre They receive a considerable amount of money from the confectioner under the pretext of advertising expenses.

The president had a camera, the treasurer carried something like a delivery box, and the vice president

He was holding a banner that said “Go for it!” What’s the point? We’re not going to the Koshien (stadium where They hold prestigious high school baseball tournaments in Japan).

—Then, let’s begin.

The treasurer gave the signal. Mikoto and I sat on a simple bench. Then they took curry from the box and They handed it over to us.

—Eat when I give the signal. With a face that says it’s delicious.

—Curry again…

—It’s a curry advertisement. The poster has a phrase that says a young couple has recovered their… true love thanks to curry.

—With what’s happening now, nobody’s going to be interested.

—Since we’re a Japanese candy store, it’s fine like this.

Perhaps the treasurer doesn’t like her family.

Anyway, they’re passing us spoons. Shall we eat again? Apparently, food lovers…

Type B people, like those who eat ramen, don’t care how many plates they eat, but we’re just students.

I’m from high school. I don’t like curry or ramen enough to eat them regularly.

Anyway, they’re telling me to eat it, so I put it in my mouth. Ah, it tastes very bland.

Mikoto, next to me, is eating ravenously. Although I suppose she already ate earlier, doesn’t your stomach have

background?

—I can eat quite a lot.

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Mikoto speaks as if it were something obvious.

—It’s delicious. I can still go on.

I can’t go any further. From head to toe, I’m covered in curry.

The class president presses the camera button. This will surely become a poster with a

Blue sky in the background. I don’t even want to see it when it’s finished. The vice president sends advice

Useless things like “smile more” or “make a peace sign with the curry in your hand.”

Phew. I’ve finally finished eating. After eating so much and taking so many photos, that should be it. enough.

—Yes, another plate.

The treasurer brought another plate.

—Hey, are you still hungry?

—It might have been a mistake in the photo. It’s normal to take several.

Really? I don’t know much about photography, but they’re not fake, are they?

A lukewarm curry is blocking my view. I suddenly feel nauseous.

Mikoto, next to me, looks at me in surprise.

—Natsuru, eat properly. It’s disrespectful.

—Why are you acting so calm?

—If it’s curry, I can eat anything.

“There’s a limit to the size of your stomach. How can you eat so much?”

—When you’re on the run from a smuggling organization in the middle of the desert, you have to eat everything Do what you can when you can. It’s the same thing.

The same? There’s no smuggling organization around here.

—Go ahead, please, eat it.

The vice president gave the signal. These three seem to have their roles clearly defined.

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I swallow whatever comes to my mouth, holding back what I feel. Mikoto continues eating as if nothing is wrong —No, no, Natsuru-tan. Smile more.

—There’s no point in taking photos if you don’t enjoy it.

They always say things on a whim. I can’t stand it anymore.

I really tried hard to hold out and finally finished eating it all.

—Okay, next one.

Another new curry came out. How many are in there? Is that box like the fourth-dimensional pocket of Doraemon?

-Enjoy!

Mikoto is still planning to eat. What’s going on?

—Senou-san, aren’t you going to eat?

I don’t have the energy to argue with the class president’s words.

—When I try to eat, the curry falls all over me.

—Don’t vomit, it would be a waste.

I’m not a participant in an overeating competition. If I could eat more, I’d be a monster.

That monster is next to it.

—There are still more portions available.

The treasurer says, “I don’t need them.” —What’s wrong? Eat well.

Mikoto spoke while chewing the curry. Even looking at her body, her stomach didn’t seem full.

How is it structured?

—That’s why I can’t eat anymore.

—Don’t just eat all the curry.

—Don’t talk nonsense. Don’t compare me to you.

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—Do you intend to ruin our long-awaited date?

—You’re the one getting curry all over me! Thanks to your love of curry, I’ve become a Warrior! What do you plan to do about it?

Meanwhile, the class president and vice president were watching us closely.

—… It seems they have a very close relationship.

—Yes, they seem very friendly with each other.

The class president and vice president nodded to each other.

—It’s not that big of a deal.

I quickly denied it.

—In fact, I think it’s the opposite.

—However, one wouldn’t normally travel a long distance just to eat curry. It seems Senou-san and Kondousan —They seem like a real couple, don’t they?

—This could be profitable.

The last comment came from the treasurer. Why doesn’t any of the three of them say anything sensible? —Uhm…

I tried to clear up the misunderstanding.

—No matter how you look at it, Mikoto and I are not together.

—They look like a couple.

The class president said. It seems to be getting more definitive.

—So why do you think that?

—That’s good, because you received what they gave you.

-That…?

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—No, nothing in particular. Anyway, I guess it’s okay to say you’re dating Kondou-san.

Is there a problem?

-Well…

I just can’t keep loving Sakura-san, but I don’t know if it’s okay to talk about it here. Do the people of the The female section will already know that I’m interested in Sakura-san, right?

—In that case, I don’t see any problem.

—…Ah, maybe you’re talking about the girl Natsuru-tan, huh?

Suddenly, the vice president mentioned it.

—Girl Natsuru-tan was interested in boy Natsuru-tan, right? Is that why she’s holding back?

That doesn’t make sense. What’s the point of me liking myself? I’m quite narcissistic.

Narcissists. The president nodded, seemingly understanding.

“That girl is beautiful, so she’s quite a strong rival for Kondou-san, isn’t she?” —I don’t care.

Mikoto said. Of course, she’s not bothered.

—If you’re dealing with the girl Natsuru, then she’s easier to deal with.

—Hoo, you have a lot of confidence in yourself.

—Well, I guess… anyway.

For some reason, Mikoto cleared her throat. The president immediately lowered the camera.

—Hey, let’s stop for a moment.

-Because?

Suddenly, I asked a question. The vice president placed the flag on the ground, and the treasurer closed the lid

box.

—We’ll be there, so take your time.

—Huh? What…?

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-So…

The three of them left quickly. Only Mikoto and I remained.

Mikoto is still eating. I can’t make any progress with either chopsticks or a spoon.

—Hurry up and eat.

—Shut up. I’m sick of all this curry, I feel like I’m going to die.

I looked back. The figure of the president and the others was getting smaller.

—Why did they go there?

—Just look here.

He forced me to look again. Oh well, that’s fine.

The wind was blowing. If there was no wind, I would die of heat, so it was just right.

—If you don’t eat, the curry will spoil.

—I know… but why so much curry?

How many times have I said the word “curry” today alone? What curse has the curry god placed on me?

Mikoto has already finished eating. How fast.

—Hey… do you like curry?

—I used to like it, but now I hate it. I mean, why does Mikoto always push the curry on me?

—I’m not very good at cooking. But I’m good with curry and ramen noodles.

—Strange things.

—But… the president is good at that, right?

“That girl can do anything, after all.”

I think those perfect super people should be working for the country instead of in academia.

Seitetsu. Like parachuting only in conflict zones. That way I wouldn’t mind.

—So… even though I don’t have an advantage, at least if Natsuru likes curry, wouldn’t our chances even out?

Culinary skills?

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She mutters to herself. Although she’s not usually like this, she’s an indecisive girl.

—What difference? In height?

—Idiot. The difference between me and the president.

Mikoto was looking at me with surprising seriousness. I hesitated, a spoon in my mouth, in a pose

quite silly.

—Is there really any difference…?

—Yes. The president can do anything, she’s beautiful and looks like a model. If I compare myself to her, I’m just your childhood friend. What am I supposed to do?

-Don’t know.

What are you saying I should do? I don’t understand at all. Mikoto approached slowly.

—If I don’t at least invite you on a date under the pretext of curry, the president is going to take everything away —Even if you say that…

-That’s why.

Mikoto drew closer and closer.

—Kiss me.

-Hey?

—Don’t let me say it so many times. Kiss me.

Mikoto’s face flushed slightly. Could it be the heat… what could it be?

I don’t know what my own face looks like. It’s just that, suddenly, someone told me to “kiss me,” I’m going in.

panicked for sure.

My eyes dart restlessly. For now, I’ve taken the spoon away from my mouth.

—No… you, that…

—Do it already… quickly.

—Quickly… that’s how childhood relationships are, huh?

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—How irritating.

Mikoto’s mouth drew closer. Just as I thought “what…”, her lips met mine.

—… Mmh.

After a few seconds, Mikoto pulled away. She had a mischievous expression on her face.

—It tastes like curry, huh?

-That-…?

Before he could say what was happening, the sound of the shutter was suddenly heard.

Turning around hurriedly, she saw the class president standing a short distance away, preparing her camera. B She, the vice president, and the treasurer were laughing like little girls who had discovered a secret.

The vice president, speaking on behalf of the three, said:

—We caught you!

—O-Oi!

“We have also perfectly captured the image in the photo,” the president said.

—This will be an important test. It’s possible that Senou-san and Kondou-san are dating, I think.

We will inform the entire school at any time.

-Wait!

This is dangerous in several ways. Seitetsu is strict regarding relationships between men and women,

If it’s revealed that students from the male and female sections are dating, there will be pressure. Furthermore, What will I do if Higashida and the others find out, or if the student council finds out?

-No problem.

Mikoto says it calmly.

—If Natsuru and I started dating.

—That’s not right! We’re childhood friends!

—That’s exactly why we started dating.

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Why is she so calm despite having been photographed?

The president is checking the camera in front of us. It appears to be a digital camera when I look closely.

Despite my hopes, it seems he’s taking good photos.

—Then we’ll put it on a poster.

—Stop!

—Well, even if it’s not on a poster, we have the image data on hand. Be careful. with your future actions.

—Are you trying to blackmail me?

—Don’t listen to bad things. It’s more of a request.

Do you have any requests like that? If it’s not blackmail, then it’s intimidation.

Mikoto gestures to those three with her hand in that way.

—Give me the data too, please.

—Understood. See you then.

The president responded. The treasurer collected the curry dishes from my hands and Mikoto’s.

—We’re leaving first. The store is about to close.

—Natsuru-tan, see you at school.

While I was surprised by what happened, the three of them quickly went down the hill.

A moment of astonishment followed. Although, in reality, it was only a few seconds.

—They saw us, didn’t they?

Mikoto’s line brought me back to reality.

—Hey! Why are you so calm…?

—There’s no way around it. What was seen, was seen.

He showed no reaction. I thought he had a good temperament, but up to this point…

I tried to complain more and I realized.

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—Hey. Didn’t you know they were taking pictures of you?

—Why do you ask?

—Because you look carefree. When I came back from the bathroom, you were talking about something. Like yo

preparing a situation so that the president and the others would be accepting it in advance…

—Natsuru, you’re very intelligent.

Mikoto was impressed. This woman, it seemed she had really planned it. She didn’t show any kind of

repentance.

—But Natsuru, you don’t pay any attention to me at all. And besides, you kissed the president.

—I’m telling you, that was a robbery…

—It doesn’t matter if I kiss you.

—Of course it matters.

—For me, it was my first kiss.

I was speechless. The president stole my first kiss too, but when a girl tells you that,

It has a different meaning.

—That… well…

—Kiss me again.

Before I could answer, Mikoto approached again and sealed my lips.

—… Mmf mmf.

—… Ehehe.

This time, he walked away slowly.

—Did this perhaps bring me a little closer to the president?

For some reason, at that moment, Mikoto’s expression looked incredibly charming.

—…How do you expect me to understand it?

I had no choice but to look the other way to hide it.