Chapter 2: Rejecting Hideki's "Aftereffects" 4
I looked at the bowl of black noodles and shook my head quickly: "I'm full."
She didn't say anything else, but just started eating in silence.
"I told you..." Miss Seta talked to me while eating.
I looked at her confusedly, not understanding what she was referring to.
"You'll be bullied if you stay with me."
"Yeah." I nodded. She did say that.
"Speaking of which, Oshima, you're such a weird guy. Don't you mind this kind of thing at all?"
She could look so elegant while talking while eating big mouthfuls of black noodles with soybean paste. I probably won't be able to do that in my lifetime!
Woo woo woo, is this the difference between people?
"Because... I'm already hated by others anyway..." I said with a feeling of helplessness and desperation.
"...That's true. In this respect, you and I are indeed allies."
The eldest took a sip of lemon juice and concluded about our relationship.
"Poof——" These words made me spit out all the water in my mouth.
She gracefully turned her body, reached out to pick up the bowl of noodles on the table, and avoided my "attack".
Her movements were not hurried, but quick and perfect.
Could it be... this is the difference between a "witch" and ordinary people like us?
so envious……
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." I quickly wiped the water stains on the table, but... what's the meaning of this alliance she mentioned? It sounds like we are a group of unlucky guys.
"Very funny?" The eldest lady put down the bowl of noodles without being disturbed, ate the last mouthful of noodles with soybean sauce in the bowl, wiped her red lips elegantly, crossed her hands to support her round and straight jaw, and looked at me thoughtfully.
"Is not funny……"
But it's interesting...
"Some people just like to do meaningless things. You may have heard of my nickname, right?"
"Do you mean……"
"'Radio Girl'!" The young lady gently shook her slender fingers like green onions.
"…A curse?"
"Yes, they think I curse people. Because our family is a shrine maiden family under the Amakusa family, and I am the shrine maiden of this generation. When I was in junior high school, I would occasionally remind my classmates to pay attention to safety, such as be careful not to fall down the stairs and break your hands and feet..."
"Hmm..." Is she really a witch?
"In fact, if they were careful, they should be able to avoid danger, but they didn't listen at all."
A slightly annoyed expression passed across the eldest lady's fair face.
"Because I don't really like socializing, no one will care. But when I really break my limbs, I will remember what I said."
"So... you became the 'Electric Wave Girl' just like that?"
"Yeah!" Seta sighed softly, "Now if something happens to someone's family, they will say that I cursed them because I hate them!"
"Ah, so last time..."
That’s what I was wondering, why is it that when there is a problem with her father’s business, the eldest daughter is blamed.
"But it's useless for them to do this!" I plucked up my courage and grabbed the eldest lady's cool hand.
"Why?"
"Because you are a witch! Even if I want to curse you, I can't succeed. Putting nails in your things won't pierce you!" I said seriously.
As soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange.
Am I being too rude? The young lady will definitely think I'm a weird guy!
She was isolated because of her identity as a witch. Why am I so stupid to bring up things that are not relevant?
I was struggling over how to save the situation when suddenly I heard a loud laugh from the other side. I stared blankly at the young lady opposite me who was laughing wildly.
She laughed so hard that she fell on the table, her slender body shaking constantly.
"Oh! You are such an interesting guy!" said the eldest lady while wiping her tears.
Interesting... Are you talking about me? It seems that few people say this about me!
However, after entering Huanghua College, although I was hated by others, it seemed that some people started to praise me!
Cute, funny, awesome...
Although some of them may be just politeness, I still feel very happy!
"Seta-san is also very interesting. You look so pretty when you eat ramen. This is the first time I've seen someone eat jajangmyeon so pretty!"
“Hahaha… Help! Can you please stop saying things like that so seriously? Also, don’t call me Seta, just call me Atsuhime!”
"Atsuhime... sounds like a princess' name."
"How old are you, Oshima? Why do you say whatever you want like a kindergarten student..." Miss Seta chuckled and suddenly reached out to rub my head.
Even though I was laughed at by the beauty, I still felt very happy for some reason...
"Then Atsuhime, you have to call me by my name too! You can call me Ryu or Yaya..."
"Duck? The straightforward Duck, hahaha...this name actually suits you very well!" Miss Seta was already lying on the table exaggeratedly.
"Straightforward duck" or something like that, I think Hideki also said that... Oh...
"Help! Hahahaha..."
Miss Seta's laughter drove away the sadness in my mind, and I couldn't help but laugh along with her.
I think I made friends again!
Unconsciously, my happy mood dispelled my previous depression, just like the dark clouds in the sky being blown away by the breeze, revealing the clear blue sky!
A few days later, at lunch time, I was sitting in the school cafeteria with Senior Hasumi.
"I'm sorry, senior. We had agreed to have lunch together that day..." I was sitting opposite senior Hasumi and couldn't help but want to poke the food on the plate again. I looked up and saw the chef in the distance glancing at me from time to time. I was so scared that I quickly put down the fork in my hand.
"It's okay, we've made up for it now, although it seems that we made that guy a little angry... But then again, Yashima, you really are a person who makes people worry!" Ren Jian's hand reached over the table and gently rubbed my head.
Do tall people tend to rub other people’s heads? Hasumi-senpai is like this, Seta-san is like this... and so is Hideki.
"By the way, did you have a good meal that afternoon? I've been wanting to ask you about this for the past few days, but there are too many third-year courses, and those old men keep nagging me all the time, so I'm only asking you today. Do you mind?"
Ah, Hasumi-senpai is indeed a very gentle person.
I shook my head vigorously. "That had nothing to do with Senior Lian Jian. I was the one who broke the promise first. And thanks to Senior Lian Jian, I made a new friend that day."
"New friends, that's good." Senior Lian Jian nodded, but the expression on his face seemed a little nonchalant.
Hey, what happened to him?
Is it because I made new friends in private...and that made him unhappy?
"I was wondering if I should tell you about Hideki."
Senior Hasumi blinked his deep chestnut eyes and said thoughtfully.
Hideki's story...
What could it be about him?
"Hideki is actually not a bad guy. He is cheerful, open-minded, and loyal. He is just a little violent when he is irritated... Well, just forget about it. Anyway, you are a girl, Oshima, and he is very gentle in front of girls."
No way, you’re not gentle at all in front of me, okay?
I argued in my mind without interrupting Senior Hasumi.
Senior Lian Jian scratched his head, as if he didn't know how to start: "That guy... doesn't like his home very much."
"Why?"
How could anyone not love their own home?
"He started living alone in the family villa when he was in fifth or sixth grade. After all, he was still a child and was afraid of being alone, so I would often go over to accompany him from then on."
For such a young child to live alone in a villa, even with servants... it feels so weird.
"And that guy likes to take in stray cats and dogs, and he even sleeps with them at night. I've always thought that the fact that there are so many girls around him might have something to do with this - but this is just my guess, isn't there a saying like 'skin hunger '?"
Skin hunger?
"What...what is that?" It was the first time I heard this word.
"Don't you know about Yashima? It probably means... that you want someone to be around you, to be able to touch and feel that person at any time, and you won't be able to be yourself if you don't have anyone."
This is the first time I know there is such a strange disease...but, does Hideki have such a disease?
It sounds lonely to be alone!
"Shh, don't tell anyone, it's just my guess after all."
Before I knew it, I had been chatting with Senior Hasumi for a long time and class was about to start.
Before leaving, Senior Hasumi said to me, “Let’s go out and play together if you have time!”
"Wow!" The thoughts about Hideki in my mind were immediately diluted after hearing the suggestion from Senior Hasumi.
I really want to go! I've never hung out with friends before!
"Xiao Liu, hurry up and go to class. If you come in late, the teacher will scold you!"
I turned around and found Miss Seta passing by behind me.
"Okay, I'll be there right away--" After saying this, I remembered that I should introduce Seta to Senior Hasumi, but when I turned around, I was shocked by Senior Hasumi's reaction.
What's with that weird expression on his face?
“Sese… Seta… Atsuhime?” He was fine just now, how come he suddenly couldn’t even speak clearly!
"Senior, are you okay?" I asked worriedly.
Could it be that Senior Hasumi is also a victim of Miss Seta's identity as "Radio Girl"?
Do not do this!
"Oshima, are you very familiar with Seta?" Senior Hasumi's cheeks turned red instantly, and he suddenly clasped his hands together and held my hands in his palms.
"Atsuhime is the new friend I told you about! Senior, you wouldn't..." Do you hate Atsuhime as much as those people do?
Before I could finish my trembling words, Hasumi-senpai had already pulled me up, his face filled with great surprise: "That's great, Oshima! In fact, I have liked Seta since junior high school!"
ha?
Isn't it annoying?
I was a little overwhelmed for a moment.
"Please, since Seta is Xiaoliu's friend, could you please ask her out..." Senior Hasumi said as he bent down towards me and bowed 90 degrees.
Whoa, don't do that!
I hurriedly helped Senior Hasumi up.
"Xiao Liu, you promised me, didn't you?" Lian Jianxi grabbed my wrist miserably and looked at me with innocent eyes like an abandoned puppy.
He's like a little puppy wanting a meaty bone... poof!
"Okay." I looked at Senior Hasumi with sparkling eyes and nodded.
Because I was entangled with Lian Jian, when I rushed to the classroom, the preparatory bell had already rung and there were no people in the corridor.
As I walked to the classroom door, the school radio suddenly sounded.
When I heard my name, I stopped abruptly.
"Economics Department, first year, class four, Oshima Ryu, please go downstairs in the teaching building. I need help from the Student Affairs Office."
Eh? Student Affairs Office? I don't think I did anything weird...
Just at this moment, the homeroom teacher came out and saw me standing at the door in a daze, so she said, "Go, Yadao, come back as soon as you're done!"
I bowed quickly and ran towards the elevator.
Is this what the Student Affairs Office is like?
After the shuttle stopped, I couldn't help but open my mouth in surprise at the building in front of me.
In a corner of the campus, a building stands tall in the middle of a vast grassland, with the spire reaching into the sky, connecting the sky and the earth. It looks solemn and majestic like a medieval castle.
Is this the Student Affairs Office?
When the heavy relief door opened in front of me, my eyes widened immediately——
The scene that I had only seen in cartoons suddenly appeared before me: the walls of the room were covered with Western-style oil paintings, and next to the red carpet that stretched forward, servants in black and white maid uniforms stood on both sides, bowing in unison at a 90-degree angle when I walked by.
A young man in a black tuxedo stood straight in the middle of the carpet. When I approached, he nodded slightly and said, "Miss Yashima, please follow me!"
I nodded and nervously followed the man until I entered the room...different shades of purple, from the carpet to the walls to the velvet curtains...punctuated by white furniture.
Exquisite and fashionable, it seems to make people walk into a psychedelic dream.
"Student Yadao, do you still remember your promise to enter Huanghua College?" Someone suddenly asked as the wind blew the curtains.
I looked up in surprise and looked at the slender figure leaning against the window.
The boy was wearing a dark purple medieval retro shirt with a collar and black suspender cropped pants. He had a small face...
At this moment, he stood in the shadow by the window and looked back, his upturned phoenix eyes flashing with a bewitching light...
