Academy's Black Haired Foreigner - Chapter 117
Aris’s pink lips tremble.
[Partner. We’re in a pinch again.]
Black Prince’s voice is heard.
The pain in her stomach that had just subsided starts to hurt again.
Damn it.
Is this what they mean by “when it rains, it pours”?
Aris’s cheeks tremble.
In her view, after shopping in Ikebukuro, she sees Makoto and Kim Deok-seong clinging to each other like lovers.
Kim Deok-seong.
Aris knew that the proportion of women in his school life was high.
He didn’t get the nickname “Devil Ears” for nothing.
However, knowing something in your head and experiencing it directly are different.
Emotions cannot be controlled.
Her head gets hot.
Boiling.
Her stomach churns.
She doesn’t like it.
The sight of him and another girl affectionately linking arms.
“Huh?”
Kim Deok-seong asks with a nonchalant face.
“Was the reason you asked for a day off from training today because of this shameless and impure interaction with the opposite sex?”
Aris’s silver eyes turn to Kim Deok-seong.
Her lips tremble.
Jealousy springs up from deep within her heart.
I actually wanted to be alone with him like that too…
Aris, whose thoughts have reached that point, bites her lip.
“Unhealthy! Kim Deok-seong!”
Snap.
Aris points her finger at Makoto and Kim Deok-seong.
“No, not just Kim Deok-seong. Kamiya. Who on earth told you to do this… impure interaction with the opposite sex outside!”
Aris’s hand trembles.
“Immoral behavior is absolutely unacceptable! As the student council president of Shuo Academy!”
That’s right.
This is nothing more than a duty as the student council president.
It’s definitely not a check.
It’s not even more jealousy over the sight of a first-year junior dating a third-year senior like a couple.
At that moment, when Aris was rationalizing herself.
“Ugh…”
Swoosh.
Makoto hides behind Kim Deok-seong’s back.
Her face turns red.
As a sword, she must protect her master.
But her feet and mouth won’t stop trembling.
[Kamiya.]
Han Seo-jin’s voice echoes in her ears.
[Step forward. Now is your chance to score points with Kim Deok-seong.]
[Makopi. If you want to show your sincerity to your master, you have to step forward now.]
Eri’s voice sticks in Makoto’s mind.
[There is no rule in Shuo Academy’s regulations that prohibits dating. Kamiya Makoto. What is happening now is nothing more than the student council president, Saionji Aris, forcing her will. Because she is also one of the women who admires Kim Deok-seong. If you point that out, she will back off.]
Han Seo-jin’s realistic advice reaches Makoto’s ears.
[You can’t keep backing away. Makopi’s sincerity is not that weak, right? You don’t need to be afraid of the student council president. Eri’s friend Makopi is not that kind of person, and the girl in love is invincible!]
The girl in love is invincible.
At Eri’s words, Makoto’s heart races.
Her chest calms down.
Yes, they are right.
With all the support and encouragement she has received, it’s ridiculous to hide shamefully behind her master.
Makoto bites her lip.
She rushes out from behind Kim Deok-seong and blocks the space between Aris and Kim Deok-seong.
“Pr, President-senpai!”
“Do you have something to say, Kamiya Makoto?”
The silver eyes of the student council president turn to Makoto.
Makoto’s hands tremble.
[Cheer up, Makopi! Believe in yourself! Believe in love!]
[Kamiya. You can do it.]
Han Seo-jin and Eri’s cheers are heard in her ears.
Makoto clenches her fist.
“Wh-why does it matter to you, President-senpai, whether I’m dating my master or not?”
Zing.
Makoto’s green gaze collides with Aris’s silver gaze.
“It’s my concern as the student council president to maintain the academy’s morals…”
“Isn’t there no rule in Shuo Academy’s regulations that prohibits dating, President-senpai?”
Makoto spits out in a cold voice.
Flinch.
Aris shudders.
That’s right.
There is no rule in Shuo Academy’s regulations that prohibits dating.
It’s only about regulating immoral behavior.
“Still, your actions are…”
“Are you using the excuse of immoral behavior to drive a wedge between me and my master, President-senpai?”
Swoosh.
Makoto links arms with Kim Deok-seong.
Her large chest presses against his arm.
Aris bites her lip upon hearing Makoto’s words.
She sees the sight of him with his arm linked with Makoto.
“Tsk…”
Makoto’s words are true.
She can’t think of a proper rebuttal.
“Or are you denying your own feelings towards the master in a disgraceful way…”
“…No! Absolutely not, I swear!”
Aris cuts off Makoto’s words and shouts.
Her silver eyes swirl like a whirlpool.
Aris clenches her fists on both sides.
“I am the student council president representing all students of Shuo Academy. There is absolutely no personal bias in my execution of official duties.”
Aris speaks as if defending herself.
In contrast to her cold voice, her heart is pounding hotly.
Thump, thump.
“So you’re saying that wasn’t an excuse, President-senpai.”
Makoto says.
A faint smile appears on her lips.
I’m protecting my master.
Makoto’s face flushes pink.
“Tsk.”
Forced.
Aris, who valued honesty more than anyone, deeply felt in her heart that Makoto’s point was correct.
But she can’t admit it.
If she admits Makoto’s point, it feels like she would have to admit this unidentified emotion boiling inside her heart.
She can’t do that.
She is the student council president who must always show a perfect image to everyone.
She can’t break down here.
“Yes, it’s not an excuse. I was just… a little worried about the students’ immoral behavior. As the student council president.”
Aris awkwardly explains in a low voice, brushing her hair to the side.
The initiative has completely shifted to Makoto.
[Well done! Makopi!]
[You did well, Kamiya Makoto.]
Eri and Han Seo-jin’s praises are heard.
Makoto clenches her fist.
“If you really have no personal feelings for my master, I’d appreciate it if you’d stop meddling, President-senpai.”
Swoosh.
Makoto clings to him openly and smiles faintly.
Aris’s stomach churns at the sight.
Zing.
Aris’s silver eyes turn to Kim Deok-seong.
“Kim Deok-seong! The training you missed today… Be prepared to make up for it several times next time!”
Snap.
Aris points her finger at Kim Deok-seong as she speaks.
It’s not because she’s angry.
It’s not because she’s jealous of him meeting a younger junior with a bigger chest after skipping a date, or rather, personal training.
It’s natural to make up for missed training.
“Yes, well. I understand, Saionji-senpai.”
“Hmm…”
Aris bites her lip at Kim Deok-seong’s response.
Saionji-senpai.
It always has a pleasant ring to it.
In fact, she wants to be called ‘Aris-senpai’ rather than her last name.
The second-year junior and head of the cooking club, Hosino Kasumi, is already called ‘Kasumi-senpai’ by him.
Even closer, as ‘A-chan’…
‘Not yet.’
It’s frustrating, but not yet.
She can’t do that.
Because Saionji Aris is the student council president.
Aris shakes her head.
“Both of you, spend your time in a healthy manner. Don’t forget that I’m watching.”
Trembling.
Aris picks up a fallen bag from the ground and hastily leaves the scene.
If she stayed any longer, the emotions and dialect she had suppressed for her perfect student council president act would explode.
“Phew.”
Makoto brushes her large chest as she watches Aris disappear.
[Well done! Makopi! You were the best today!]
[Kamiya Makoto. Now ask Kim Deok-seong to praise you.]
Hearing Eri’s encouragement and Han Seo-jin’s request, Makoto releases her arm from Kim Deok-seong and leans her head towards him.
“Master, I did well, right? Praise me. Pat my head…”
“What?”
Kim Deok-seong’s eyebrows narrow.
Seeing his reaction, Makoto gets a little scared.
[Makopi, you shouldn’t say it like that. If you act cute and call yourself Makopi, your master will pat your head.]
Eri’s suggestion echoes in Makoto’s head.
Thump.
Her chest pounds and her face turns red.
Makoto lowers her head.
She shakes her body.
Her large chest sways along.
“Ma, Makopi wants a head pat!”
At Makoto’s words, Kim Deok-seong sighs inwardly.
The gazes of the people around them have already been focused on them for a while.
“Oh my, what was that? A love fight?”
“That looks like a Shuo Academy uniform.”
“Is he the famous Devil Ears?”
“A love fight in the middle of a busy street, that’s really youth, youth. Hehe.”
“What a waste of a girl…”
The voices of the extras reach Kim Deok-seong’s ears.
How embarrassing is this?
[Partner. A man should listen to a lady’s request, right?]
He doesn’t intend to listen to Black Prince’s words, but he has no choice since it seems like she won’t move an inch if he leaves her like this.
Kim Deok-seong sighs inwardly and puts his hand on Makoto’s head.
“Yeah, yeah. You did well.”
An insincere compliment.
But for Makoto, it was the best compliment.
Her chest pounds, her face heats up, and her breathing quickens.
“Thank you… Master.”
A smile appears on Makoto’s lips.
It was a good decision to go on a date.
Makoto thinks so as she approaches Kim Deok-seong and links arms with him.
*
After the confrontation with Aris.
I visited the Sunshine Aquarium with Makoto, had dinner, and then headed to the Sunshine 60 observatory, the last course.
The observatory is located on the top floor of the Sunshine 60 building, a landmark in Ikebukuro.
The night view of Tokyo from the Sky Circus Sunshine observatory was quite spectacular.
It was impressive enough to think of it as a sight.
“Wow. It’s beautiful.”
Makoto exclaims.
As in the restaurant and the aquarium, there was not a single person in this observatory.
At this point, anyone who isn’t a fool would notice.
“Hey, Makoto.”
Makoto turns to me at my call.
“Today, there were no people in the restaurant, the aquarium, and the observatory… Did you rent them all out?”
Makoto’s eyes waver at my words.
She blushes and nods her head.
“Ah, really.”
What should I say about this?
I thought she would deny it, but it feels strange that she admits it so easily.
Should I ask her why she’s wasting money like that?
[Partner. It just shows how much Miss Makoto cares about you. Shouldn’t a man repay her?]
What repayment?
“Well, don’t do that next time. Don’t waste money unnecessarily…”
“It’s not a waste!”
Makoto says.
She closes her eyes tightly.
One step, Makoto approaches me.
“I wanted to look good for you… I know. I know that I’m not as charming as Shinozaki, Bonaparte, or Nishizawa…”
Makoto bites her lip.
“But still… Even if I’m a boy like girl, even if I’m not interesting, I wanted to appeal to you like this. It’s just… I don’t want to fall behind…”
Makoto lowers her head.
Moisture seeps into her voice.
Seeing her suddenly change her first-person pronoun from ‘watashi’ to ‘boku’ after consciously using ‘watashi’ until now.
A corner of my heart is pricked.
Drip, drip.
Tears flow from Makoto’s eyes.
[Hey, partner. Are you going to leave a lady crying like that?]
Black Prince’s voice rings loudly in my head.
This is driving me crazy.
What should I do about this?
It’s awkward.
I guess it’s a relief that there are no people around.
[At least pat her head, partner. She seemed to like that earlier.]