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AKB48 Fanfics => 46GROUPS Fanfics => Topic started by: Kuroishi on June 06, 2016, 07:33:50 AM
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Prologue
“Shiraishi, you failed the test again. You’ll have to retake it with the rest of the class.” A teacher in his 40s sporting a bob cut-like hairstyle but shaved on both sides, wearing a reddish set of oval-shaped pair of glasses said while looking down on the poor male student sitting on a black task chair in front of him. “No matter how rich you are, you can’t afford to fail your classes.” he added.
The male student then sighed. “But I can’t study well with my modelling and baseball club activities, Okada-sensei.” He then looked at the ceiling, both of his legs crossed, then spun the chair he was sitting on.
The teacher then looked at other people in the faculty. He then saw a short female student, had her hair long, is not too plump nor too thin, wearing color-less oval-shaped pair of glasses and then thought of something. “Tomorrow, I will tell you and your other classmates what you’ll do to pass this year. For now, go home and make sure you study your lessons.” he told the male student.
The male student named Shiraishi Mai then quickly rose from his seat. “I still have Baseball practice today but I will try to go home earlier today. Thank you very much, sir. And…” Shiraishi, looking sharply at the teacher, hesitatingly cut off his sentence.
The bespectacled female student then looked at the two.
“And what?” His teacher asked.
“Your tongue is out again, Okada-sensei. It’s disgusting for other students, y’know?” Shiraishi added.
Okada-sensei then stopped wiggling his tongue then turned silent.
“I’ll be going first then.” Shiraishi walked out of the room and went to his baseball practice.
The school where he is studying is the Prestigious Nogizaka Private High School. It is known for developing a system wherein they take a closer look on the students who are not doing so well in their studies and help them overcome academic hurdles. In the history of all Japan, it has the highest test result rates and Entrance Exam passing rates, even defeating its rival, the Yonjuuhachi Group of Schools in results.
After rushing through the halls to reach the Baseball field, he entered the Baseball Club’s dressing room, changed into his Baseball uniform, slipped into his Baseball cleats and then rushed to the field. On the nearby baseball field, the Female Softball team were practicing too. In the Baseball team, Shiraishi was the Star Player. He was known for his flaming pitches and for being able to hit any type of pitch in existence, even his own pitch, all with home runs. He was known to be a monster in the Baseball Field to their rival schools. However, he doesn’t do well in his Academic Subjects and thus ranks within the last 30 ranks of their year.
As the baseball team was practicing, Shiraishi can’t seem to avert his eyes from the jewel that shines in the nearby field, the Female Softball Team’s Captain, Eto Misa. Eto Misa, the Captain of the Female Softball team, is a really flexible person. She is kind, well-liked by students, does good in her studies, and is a team player. Like Shiraishi, she is able to hit any pitch in existence, and the first person to catch Shiraishi’s pitch in the field. Misa, or Misamisa as she was known, attended the same Middle School as Shiraishi and thus was subjected to extreme conditions of training, to achieve the ideal condition when playing Baseball and Softball. Shiraishi was, without a doubt, in love with the said girl since their first day in training.
He was so into watching the Softball Captain that a ball then dropped on his head without him noticing. The ball was actually a home run hit by Hashimoto Naoki, or also known as ‘Marukyu’ because he works part-time in a Boutique in Harajuku, another ace player in the team. Hashimoto could hit all balls to home with the exception of Shiraishi’s flaming pitch. He also held the top score in batting in all Batting Centers in Japan, hitting the Homerun sign 10,000 times in succession. If one would think that he’s perfect already, it doesn’t stop there. He also works as a model in one of the most popular fashion magazines and likes volunteering on orphanages in his spare time. He also works with the Student Council as its Public Relations Officer and is also a Star Student. However, he has a rather cool and mysterious aura. He doesn’t really talk to people unless needed and has a rather bad habit of telling them tactlessly about what he thinks is wrong, making him a rather arrogant person in the eyes of other students.
Hashimoto then approached Shiraishi. “I don’t understand why you’re not focusing in the practice and instead is focusing on the Softball Team's practice but it’s either you turned into a mannequin or you’d like to join the Softball club. If you continue that, we’d really push you to the other side.” Hashimoto said, glaring at him.
Shiraishi then snapped out of his daydream and faced Hashimoto. “Sorry, Marukyu. I didn’t get much sleep last night.” He said as he scratched the back of his head. In the bench of the Baseball Team, a mature-looking female student then stood up and cheered Shiraishi on. “Maiyan, don’t mind! Don’t mind! Good luck!” she said then smiled at Shiraishi.
“Thanks, Maimai!” Shiraishi then stretched his arms then took the pitcher’s position. “I’ll make sure you’ll get used to my Fire Windmill, Marukyu!” he proclaimed.
Hashimoto then sighed. “Shiraishi, we’re not in the tournament. But sure, I’d like to hit a homerun from your pitch today.” Hashimoto smirked then pointed his bat at Shiraishi then reverted to his batting position.
Shiraishi then made a windmill swing then threw the ball. The ball was flaming while going in its trajectory. Hashimoto’s bat immediately made contact with the ball. He tried to make a homerun but was only able to decently return it, the ball reaching the Left fielder.
Shiraishi then chuckled and said “Better luck next time then, Marukyu.”
Marukyu took a look on his shaking hand then looked back at Shiraishi. “I’ll make sure I’ll hit it far next time. I’ll make sure it happens.”
Shiraishi yawned. “I guess I’ll just go home today. Okada-sensei told me to go home and study for the make-up tests. See ya.” He then took a look on the Softball Team Captain again then walked back to the lockers.
Hashimoto then signalled another member to take the pitcher’s position. “Let’s continue our practice! We can’t just rely on my homeruns or Shiraishi’s pitches, y’know!” He announced to the other Club members.
From afar, the bespectacled female student seen in the Faculty earlier was watching Hashimoto’s every move. “Hashimoto-kun is so perfect… Why must Shiraishi destroy his pace in the game?” She then looked at Hashimoto’s face, smiled, then muttered, “Do your best, Hashimoto-kun.”
つづく
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Finally!!! another Nogizaka46 fic...
I like Sayumai pair, but after read your first chapter. I don't think it will be Sayumai pair at the end of story. (-_-)
But it's okay, just give us another pair then. (cough.. wakarei or Nanamin x Maimai.. cough cough...)
I'll be waiting for your next chapter... ^_^
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Finally!!! another Nogizaka46 fic...
I like Sayumai pair, but after read your first chapter. I don't think it will be Sayumai pair at the end of story. (-_-)
But it's okay, just give us another pair then. (cough.. wakarei or Nanamin x Maimai.. cough cough...)
I'll be waiting for your next chapter... ^_^
Hahaha. Nanamin X Maimai? Hmm... Just wait for it. :lol:
WakaRei? Just wait for the next chapters. :D
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Ikumai please! Ahahahaha
Or NanaMai >,<
Update soon,
Im waiting for along time, nogi fanfic
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Ikumai please! Ahahahaha
Or NanaMai >,<
Update soon,
Im waiting for along time, nogi fanfic
Err... I'll think about it. :grin:
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oh my god!! finally, another nogi fic >.<
and I think this is the first time I read a gender bend fic from Nogi ^_^
will Naachan make an appereance here??
I dont know, I just really hope this story will be MaiyanxNanase pair. hahahaha.
but it's up to you, author-san. the important thing is please dont abandon this fic and continue to write this fic. it is so rare to see a Nogi fic nowadays T___T
ganbareeeee author-san ^_^
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A nogi fic and a gender bender one looking forward to the rest especially since Mai is a main I have to agree with amahan48 though Maiyan x Nanase pair would be great haahaha
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let's see what do you have for us! I'll be waiting!
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I'm really curious who is the girl author?? Please make it maiyanxnanase pairing.. It's hard to find this pairing.. :(
And if you can please make an appearence for asuka too :D
Keep going author san
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Oh my god a Nogi fanfic, finally! I really find the prologue interesting, so I can't wait for your next update author-san :D. I also do find maiyanxnanase really adorable haha. :)
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Finally a nogi fic! Your prologue is really interesting, so I'm looking forward to the next update author-san. I think I can agree with the fellow readers up there that maiyanxnanase is a really cute pairing haha :P
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Chapter 1
Fukagawa Mai, a girl who looks rather more mature than most girls her age, didn’t get much sleep last night. Her sister who was studying at a branch of the rival school, had fever last night and thus, she stayed up all night caring for her. She was running to catch the morning train, trying to get in school early. As the doors were closing, she managed to jump inside the train car before it closed. She then sat on a free seat nearest to the doors, not caring about the world. She was feeling dizzy, her head was faltering left and right. She then fell asleep, her head resting on a male student’s shoulder.
The male student in question was Hashimoto Naoki. He was reading a History Book he borrowed from the Library yesterday. Marukyu stopped reading then glanced at the sleeping Maimai on his shoulder, a faint smile forming on his lips. He then continued reading the book. Everything continued to be this way until they were nearing their stop. Marukyu then looked at Maimai. “Fukagawa-san, we’re nearing the Nogizaka Station. Please wake up.” Marukyu said with his usual stoic voice.
Maimai then slowly opened her eyes then saw that her head was resting on his shoulder. Shocked, she then rose from her seat then bowed at him twice. “I’m really sorry! I thought my head was resting at the glass!”
Marukyu rose from his seat. “It’s alright. Did you get enough sleep last night?” He asked, looking at her face, paler than usual.
“Not much. I had to take care of my sister. She was sick last night.” She rose from her bowing position, looking at Marukyu.
A slight frown could be seen on Marukyu’s lips. “You should go to the Infirmary later. I’ll go with you.”
Maimai shook her head politely. “It’s okay. I can handle myself.”
“NOGIZAKA STATION. NOGIZAKA STATION. PASSENGERS WHO ARE TRAVELLING TOWARDS NOGIZAKA PRIVATE HIGH SCHOOL, PLEASE ALIGHT AT THIS STATION.” The automated announcer sounded. The doors then opened.
Maimai walked out of the Train Car then tapped out her Train Card at the Terminal Exit. Marukyu followed her to make sure she doesn’t faint anywhere along the way.
Meanwhile in Shiraishi’s Apartment, he was woken up by his sister. “Ma~i! Wake up! You’re gonna be late again- Wait… WE’RE GONNA BE LATE AGAIN!” his sister said, panicking.
He opened his eyes slowly, then closed again, and then it opened in shock. “Oh geez! You should’ve woken me up earlier, Sayuri!”
“I have been trying to for the last 45 minutes. I was even thinking of performing an Apocalypto by slitting your throat and sacrificing it to Hatsune Miku!” Sayuri, or Matsumura Sayuri, Shiraishi Mai’s fraternal twin, answered. Their parents had been divorced since Middle School and their parents decided to let them stay together after Middle School because they’re really close to the point where some teachers think they were on the border of being close siblings and incest. However, it was clear between the two that they were just siblings. Sayuri, the younger twin, belongs to the Top 10 students of their section while Shiraishi belonged to the flunkers of the section.
“Oh come on. You love me too much to do that, Sayuri.” he said then dashed to the lavatory, showered for 5 minutes, grabbed some bread in the fridge then went back to his room.
Sayuri, who was already dressed up and ready to go, was still waiting for his brother to get ready. Her uniform, a white blouse with a violet lace, tied into a ribbon under a grey-colored vest, the skirt is the same color as her vest.
Shiraishi finally went out of his room. The boy's uniform consists of a Grey Blazer with white lines on the ends, a standard long sleeve shirt, a grey vest matching the color of their blazer, and a pair of grey trousers. Unlike normal students however, he seldom wears his long sleeve shirt and vest, and normally goes to school wearing a white t-shirt inside his blazer.
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Inside the room, the class is further divided into 3 social classes. The Top notchers, the middle rankers, and the flunkers. The Top notchers are composed of their Class Valedictorian, Nakada Kana, the Class Salutatorian, Akimoto Manatsu, the geeky Ito Kai, the idolish Nakamoto Himeka, the extremely silent Suzuki Akira, the oh-so-perfect Hashimoto Naoki, the unfashionable Sasaki Kotoko, the normal-looking Higuchi Hina, the Student Council Vice President Ikuta Eric, and the happy-go-lucky Matsumura Sayuri. They were busy reading books for today’s lecture at the front seats.
The middle-rankers, Takarazuka Club’s Saito Chiharu, the parttime Office lady Shinuchi Mai, Archery club’s Matsui Ren, the overly serious Wakatsuki Yuuki, Softball Captain Eto Misa, the Cheerleader, Ito Nene, the motherly Fukagawa Mai, the perverted Saito Yuuri, the Student Council President Sakurai Reika, Otaku Club’s Ikoma Reito, the loud Nagashima Seiryuu, the wicked tongued Kawago Hiro, Otaku Club’s Nishino Nanase, Otaku Club’s Inoue Sayuri, and the singer of the class, Kawamura Mahiro. This group was concentrated on chatting with their friends and doing their various hobbies, with the exception of Ren because firing arrows inside the classroom is now a serious offense after he inadvertently hit a teacher squarely in the buttocks. That teacher in question was Himura Yuki-sensei, their teacher in Japanese Literature. He has been in the hospital for about a month now. They are positioned at the middle seats.
The Flunkers; Shiraishi Mai, Hori Mio, Ito Marika, Hoshino Minami, Saito Asuka, Yamato Rina, Kitano Hinako, Nojo Ami, Hatanaka Seira, and of course, the Queen of the flunkers, Wada Maaya. This group is busy checking their phones, doodling on the tables, and even sleeping. They are found sitting at the back of the class.
Okada-sensei then went inside the room. He then looked at the students at the front seat and at the students at the back seats. “Okay, everyone! Let’s start the homeroom! I’d like to discuss about the Flunkers’ Tutorial System!” Okada-sensei joyfully announced. This earned a unanimous sigh from the Flunkers. “Now, now… It’s not the usual Tutorial class wherein you’re all being taught by a Cram School teacher at the same time. I know you got sick of Osamu-sensei’s lectures, Wada-kun!” he added.
“Good! Now who’s going to be the tutor?” Wada asked.
“Good question, Wada-kun! You’re all going to be taught by the Top notchers of the section! Clap your hands, everyone!” Okada-sensei happily replied. There was an uncomfortable amount of silence in the whole class room. “Now, pair yourselves up!” Okada said then watched what happened.
Wada immediately went to Nakada, Nojo begged Hashimoto Naoki in dogeza form. As Maiyan was going to his sister, Sayurin was immediately hugged by the innocent Hoshino MInami from the back. Sayurin then pinched her cheeks and yelled, “Of course I’d be your tutor, you cute lil’ thing!” Hatanaka went to Higuchi Hina and begged for her help. Ito Kai approached his friend Hori. Kitano approached Suzuki in his seat and asked him to be his tutor. Suzuki replied with a nod. Ito Marika obviously paired up with Nakamoto Himeka. Yamato approached Ikuta, who was more than happy to help her. Sasaki, trying to find the last female who hasn’t found a partner yet, ended up with Saito Asuka.
Thinking that the whole flunkers had paired up with the members of the Top notchers, told them to write their names on the list. After the pairs had signed in. Okada counted the list. “Hey! This is only 9! I’m missing a pair-“ he then saw that Shiraishi and Akimoto hadn’t paired up with anyone. “Harvard-kun, you wouldn’t mind pairing up with Shiraishi-kun, right?”
Akimoto, also known as Harvard, who was calculating the angle of the her next physics experiment from her laptop, looked at Okada-sensei, nodded, then went back to what she was doing.
“Well then! Please start your tutorials today, students!” Okada then ended the homeroom and started his class, Trigonometry. The Classes went on smoothly.
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The classes had already ended. Hashimoto went to the Student Council for their weekly meetings. The moment he entered, he saw Nanamaru sobbing. He went to her side and asked her what happened.
She then showed her left hand’s index finger. “I accidentally stapled myself, Hashimoto-kun.” Nishino answered, gently wiping the tears from her right eye.
Hashimoto then checked his pockets for a bandaid he had been saving for baseball practice. “Nishino-san, please endure this for a bit.” He then removed the staple and placed the bandaid over the wound. He then patted her head. “There, there.” Unlike the usual frown he shows everyone, a gentle smile could be seen on his face.
Nishino then beamed at him. “Thank you, Hashimoto-kun.” She then remembered something. "By the way, you’re not teaching Nojo-san today?” She asked.
Hashimoto then checked the books for something he could read. “She told me she had plans today so I’m attending the meeting.” He then sat down on the chair near him.
Ikuta then entered the room. He just looked at the two then did his signature move, the Ikutarian wave. “Ikuta~ria-“ Hashimoto then threw the book at him which hit his head. “Oww! Hashimoto-kun, I was just kidding!” he answered while touching the lump on his head. This made Nishino chuckle.
“Is Wakatsuki not attending today? What about Sakurai-san? What about Harvard?” asked Ikuta.
Wakatsuki then entered the room with Reika. Hashimoto then replied, “Two down, one to go.”
“Let’s start the meeting, guys. Harvard said she’ll be teaching her dunce today.” Reika said then sat on her usual seat in the room. The table was rectangular, Reika taking the center-most seat due to her status as the President. On her right, was Ikuta's, Nishino's, and Hashimoto’s seats. On her left, was Wakatsuki's and Akimoto’s seats. The meeting commenced without problems.
Meanwhile, at the library, Shiraishi was walking to a vacant seat when he saw his tutor carrying mountains of studying materials. He sighed and then grabbed more than half of what Akimoto was carrying. “If you need help, don’t be silent. We wouldn’t know you’re suffering if you just keep quiet, y’know?” He said as he continued walking.
“According to Statistics, 80% wouldn’t help anyway so I wouldn’t bother to try doing that…” Akimoto muttered. Akimoto Manatsu is the Class Salutatorian of their batch. She excels highly in branch of Mathematics. It is said that the school is planning to send her to Harvard and would back up most of her expenses if she passes the Entrance Examinations. Hence, she is most commonly known as Harvard in the whole school.
“Did you say something?”
“…”
“I’ll take that as a no.”
They then laid the books on the nearby table.
“So I’ll introduce myself just for formality. I’m Shiraishi Ma-“ before he could finish his sentence, Akimoto butted in with a monotonous voice.
“Shiraishi Mai. 17 years old. Birthdate: August 20. Belongs to Baseball Club as its Ace Pitcher. Has a crush on-“ Shiraishi butted in before she could finish saying her data.
“STOP! STOP! STOP! STOOOOOP!”
The librarian then looked at them.
“You didn’t have to shout. Sit down. My name is Akimoto Manatsu. Let’s finish this quickly.” Akimoto then opened the closest book to her.
“Well, it’s nice to meet you too!” Shiraishi replied.
“So where are you most vulnerable in the subjects?”
“Erm… I wouldn’t say I’m vulnerable at any subject. I just commit the tiniest of mistakes.”
“I’ve checked your papers. Grades like those aren’t caused by such petty mistakes, to be frank.”
Shiraishi’s face was then filled with rage.
“Just to tell you, a Closed Circuit Television Camera is recording us right now and its operators might be judging you right now. So don’t even attempt to hit me.” Akimoto added.
Shiraishi’s gritting teeth then turned to a smile. He then lazily offered his right hand in front of her. “Anyway, let’s have a good time in this tutorial thing. Nice to meet you again.” He said, flashing his 100-kilowatt smile that will sure capture the hearts of the ladies everywhere.
Akimoto just looked at him and then looked back at his test results. "I suggest we start at Mathematics. 1/100 sounds like a lot of work.” She said then handed him some handouts. “Try studying these for a day.”
Shiraishi removed his hand in disappointment then took a look on the handouts. But it’s not just some handouts. It was a 400 page handout. “ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME!? I CANNOT LEARN THIS IN A DAY!”
The librarian then looked at them again.
Akimoto then sighed and picked up the study materials. “Let’s go to my house instead. Your preposterous bickering is not allowed in the library and you might even end up dragging me to being banned inside this area.”
Akimoto who was trying to carry all the materials was stopped by Shiraishi. Shiraishi carried all of her things until they arrived in their house.
At the doorway, Shiraishi’s eyes wandered and investigated the area. “You live alone?” He asked.
“That’s none of your business. Stay in the living room. Don’t ever venture to the second floor.” Manatsu answered then opened the door.
Shiraishi frowned in irritation. ‘Why must she become my tutor? I mean she’s smart but her tongue is so judgemental. Well... I would’ve become friends with her if she wasn’t so arrogant.’ He then entered the house. He then put down the studying materials on the table in Akimoto’s living room. Her house was quite modern. The second floor’s veranda on the rightmost part and the doors to the rooms in the second floor are all visible in the ground floor’s living room. One door had a pink-colored plate with the words “Manatsu’s bedroom” and the other door had the word “Library”. The door on the leftmost side’s door had the word “Closet” on it. There was another room without a Nameplate on it but it was a soundproof room judging from the exterior. Shiraishi started wondering if the girl was rich enough to have tons of clothes but he dismissed the idea because her house was too small for his standards.
Akimoto went upstairs to get her Math books. She then went out of her library with another mountain of books. Shiraishi’s jaw dropped because he hasn’t seen somebody reading those books. Let alone touch them. He saw a 5-inch thick Geometry book, a 6-inch thick Pre-Calculus and Calculus book. It’s as if his language wasn’t even his tutor’s language. He then looked at his frail-looking tutor who was trying her best not to drop a book.
“Whoa! Whoa! Lemme help you with those! You could’ve just told me!” He ran to the stairs but was stopped by Manatsu’s annoyed voice.
“Stay there! I told you not to go to the second floor! I can bring all of-“ The 5-inch Geometry book dropped on her toe, making her drop all her books.
Shiraishi just glared at the now embarrassed Akimoto. “I told you to just ask me for help. You didn’t. Do you now need help?” Shiraishi said as Akimoto was trying to arrange the books.
“I don’t need your help.” Akimoto then brought down the books one after another, avoiding eye contact with Shiraishi.
Shiraishi hissed then went back to the living room. Their tutorial then started but later escalated into a heated argument.
“I thought Geometry was all about measurements! Why the bloody hell do we have algebra mixed in here!?” Shiraishi, enraged, slammed his hands on the table then gritted his teeth in front of Akimoto.
Akimoto sighed, looked down on floor. “I’ll get my whiteboard. Just wait here.” She then stood up, went to the her bedroom in the second floor and then carried out a small whiteboard. She returned to the living room then put down the whiteboard on the chair in front of Shiraishi. Akimoto explained as thoroughly as she could the solution for the problems in Shiraishi’s test paper and gave him the important Formulas to jot down as well. After nearly 2 hours of lecture, Shiraishi yawned in exhaustion.
“I never knew these were so easy! You’re a genius, Akimoto!” Shiraishi held both of her hands in delight.
Akimoto coughed then nonchalantly removed her hands from Shiraishi’s.
“Well, enough of the Academic Subjects. Say… Do you have someone you like?” Grinning widely, Shiraishi looked excitedly at Akimoto who was fixing her glasses.
“Why would I tell you that?” Akimoto answered him with another question.
Shiraishi hissed. “Oh come on! I know you wouldn’t do this bloody things for free! Just tell me who and I’ll push you guys to each other!” Shiraishi smiled at Akimoto who was starting to blush a little.
“Y-you don’t need to know. I know he wouldn’t notice me anyway…”
“Is it Ikuta? Suzuki? Matsui? Wakatsuki? Ikoma? Nagashima? Hori?”
Seeing no reaction from her, he then muttered silently without breaking eye contact. “Hashimoto?”
She blushed as red as a tomato.
“I knew it! You’re another one of the Hashimoto Fags in the school!” Shiraishi snickered. “So what did you like about him? His perfection? Or his arrogance?” He added.
“That’s not nice... He might look arrogant but he’s secretly kind and nice to people. I think he might just be shy to show his kindness but… That’s what I like more about him. I wanted him to see me at least once though…” She answered.
“Not nice? Up until now, you weren’t being nice to me, stubborn couch potato.” Shiraishi preached. He then grabbed both of her hands which confused Akimoto. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure he notices you. Oh, I know! Start by cooking him food tomorrow!” Shiraishi added then grinned widely.
“Why would he eat it?” Akimoto asked then pouted.
“Trust me. He’ll have no choice but to EAT it.” Shiraishi answered again with his 100-kilowatt grin.
Somehow, behind Shiraishi’s 100-kilowatt smile, Akimoto could see a really dark aura. But she dismissed it and then asked him back. “S-since you know who I have a crush on now… What’re you going to do about your Crush? She might be a little hard for you to reach though."
“Oh yeah, you did mention earlier in the library that you know who my Crush is. Say, who do you think she is?” Shiraishi’s excitement just rose from one level to another.
“Yeah, Eto Misa.” Akimoto answered without blinking.
“EHH!? How did you know!?” Shiraishi asked, shyly blushing.
"It was obvious to be very honest. It’s like… Everybody in the Student Council knows.” While saying these words, she remembered a certain Airhead in the Student Council. “Or do they?” She continued.
“EHH!? Hashimoto and Ikuta knew!? Even Sakurai and Wakatsuki!?” Shiraishi, still in a shocked state, asked.
“Yes. Student Council has an underground network of Students who gather information for them. One of us however, is pure enough not to check the affairs of other students. Well, I don’t really think she cares enough. Or maybe she just doesn’t know how to use it.” She answered while thinking of Nishino Nanase, the airhead of the Student Council.
“I don’t really care about the Student Council’s affairs but… How much do you actually know? How did you come to that conclusion that she’s a little hard for me to reach?” Shiraishi asked curiously.
“We don’t just ‘know’. We have had photographs and other evidences to support our claims. That’s why nobody has enough guts to stand up to the Student Council. Anyway, based on the information we have about her, she’s really hard to reach for people like you.”
“For real?”
She nodded.
“Even if we studied in the same Middle School?”
She nodded again.
“Even if we meet in the Coach’s office to discuss strategies a lot?"
She sighed and nodded once more.
“And why is that?”
“You’ll find out. In due course.” She then started cleaning up the studying materials. “Now go home. Tomorrow we’ll be tackling Social Studies. 4/100 is a bit funny for rich people like you.”
“Sheesh. Smartypants.”
“Mai-HiME.”
“Shut up. It wasn’t my fault that I was named like this. They were expecting a girl, not a boy.” He then grabbed his bag then walked towards the doorway with Akimoto. “By the way…”
Akimoto looked at him tiredly.
“You may call me Maiyan if you want.”
“Sure. Call me-“
“I’ll just call you Hazard like everyone else calls you.” Shiraishi replied with a smile then walked out of her house.
“It’s Harvard, idiot.” She silently answered then closed the door.
つづく
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Ohoho I sense a different kind of ship here haha, can't wait for the other chapters :lol:. Thank you for the update Author-san! :twothumbs
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Ohoho I sense a different kind of ship here haha, can't wait for the other chapters :lol:. Thank you for the update Author-san! :twothumbs
Oh no, you din't~ *American Hipster accent*
Anyway, I'll start writing the next chapter... And another fict since I'm still crying because Maimai is graduating. Thanks for your support. :bow:
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Sounds interesting!
Please update soon :twothumbs
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um... i think you forget the amajingu takayama(?)
thanks for writing
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I'm not into N46 genben...but, the potential pairings are not the usual ones which makes it interesting. MisaMisa and Maiyan in Hatsumori Bemars were great together after all and they're becoming close as well lately. That and the possibility of this becoming MaiyanxManatsu too, I wonder if Kuroishi gonna come out XD probably not if she's taking Harvard chara.
Ijiri-san as the teacher :yep: I do like him with Nogi in Nogibingo.
Oh...was that NanaminxMaiMai hint I see? Nice! One of my favs pairing in Nogi.
There are ex-members and even Matsui Ren(a)! :cow:
Like the comment above, I suppose you did miss Kazumin unless she's in different class or has a different role than being a student.
Hmm some NanaminxNanase? :?
lol that Ikutarian move, precious Iku-chan.
Why do I think that maybe MisaMisa plays for the same team as Maiyan when Harvard said she's hard to reach for people like him :lol:
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Lol. Pojipiisu will appear on the next chapter, guys. DON'T SPOIL IT-
LOOK WHAT YOU DID! I SPOILED IT! ARGH! oTL
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:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
chapter 2 please :bow: :bow:
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Nice! :cow: :cow:
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Chapter 2
A new day has started. Hashimoto Naoki has just woken up. He went to the kitchen to cook his lunch, something he does everyday unless somebody told him in advance that he’d be treating him. As he was going there, his phone rang. He went back to his room to answer it for his relative or guardian was still sleeping. His relative was a known graduate of the rival school’s main branch. His relative’s name was so renowned that hearing it would make you jealous or scared of Hashimoto.
Hashimoto checked his phone. It was a message from Shiraishi.
The text message contained these words: "Marukyu! I feel really generous today so as your baseball pal, I’m going to treat you to lunch today! Don’t cook! It’d just be a waste. See ya laters!”
Hashimoto then sighed and went to the shower room. He grabbed his towel, and then stripped down. He went into the shower, closed the shower curtains, and grabbed a shampoo. He then remembered Fukagawa’s sleeping face while they were in the train car yesterday. He also remembered Nishino’s teary eyed face yesterday. Although it wasn’t obvious, he had a slight crush on both of the girls. He was busy thinking of them that he never realized that he grabbed his guardian’s shampoo. The moment he snapped out of his daydream, he had already consumed the last drop in the container. He sighed again. “I’ll just buy that cheapskate a new one the moment I go home.” He muttered to himself. He bathed himself, made sure his hair was as clean as it could be, then went out of the shower room and dumped the empty shampoo container in the trash bin.
Meanwhile, in three houses far away from each other, 3 girls are trying their best to cook for Hashimoto.
In one house, a girl is trying her best to not wake up her still sleeping sister while cooking. However, her sister was actually awake. Maiko, or as her friends call her, Maikomu, went to the kitchen to see an extra set of lunch box beside hers and her sister’s. “Nee-chan, is that for Mai-nii?”
Maimai was shocked for a bit then continued mixing the ingredients. “No, this is for that person who helped me on my way to school.” She answered, her face beaming.
Maikomu then sat on one of the chairs in the dining table, her chin resting on her right hand. She then grinned at her sister. “Is it that really popular guy from your baseball team? The Homerun guy?”
“It’s Ha-shi-mo-to-Na-o-ki, Maiko. It’s rude to not remember people’s names, y’know?” Maimai answered as a matter of factly.
Maikomu continued teasing her older sister. “Are you sure it’s only because he helped you on your way to school yesterday? Or is it more than that?” she then teasingly looked at her sister.
Maimai’s cheeks blushed a light shade of pink then continued mixing the ingredients with the Metal Spoon. “I-it’s not like that… Okay?”
Maikomu then stood up from her seat then went back to her room. “If you say so~” She teasingly retorted.
Meanwhile, in an apartment complex about 1 kilometre south of the previous house, Nishino Nanase started her day by cooking her and her cousin's packed lunch as well as their breakfast. Her cousin, Takayama Riko from Namba High School, a known branch of the rival school, is living with her. Namba High School is known for developing mostly Comedians, unlike their other sister schools. Takariko, her cousin, just woke up. She went to the kitchen, rubbing her right eye. Upon seeing a third lunchbox, Takariko’s sleepiness suddenly went away and was replaced by shock.
“Naachan, why are there 3 lunch boxes? Don’t tell me you got yourself a boyfriend! I’m telling Auntie!” Takariko exclaimed.
Nanamaru blushed, then shyly replied, “I-it’s not a boyfriend, Rikochan! I… i just want to… thank him for being so kind to me...” She blushed with every word.
Takariko walked near the lunch boxes and then looked at her cousin. “So what kind of guy is this guy you’re talking about? Ah, I got it. He’s that ace pitcher, isn’t he? He looks so kind and approachable unlike that mysterious slugger. Shiraishi is so cool~!” Takariko went on and praised her favourite member of Nogizaka’s baseball team.
“But I was talking about Hashimoto Naoki-kun though.” Nanamaru retorted, pouting.
“EHH!? Have you lost your mind, Naachan? He’s so cold! Like Ice!” Takariko retorted in utter confusion.
“B-but he’s actually nice, Rikochan…!” Nanamaru answered, defending Hashimoto. "A-anyway, I’ll be done in a bit so use the bathroom while you still can.” she added then concentrated on what she was cooking. Takariko rushed to the bathroom and showered for a bit.
Meanwhile, in a 2-storey building, a fragile and petite girl is cooking an omelette. 2 lunch boxes laid perfectly on the side of the stove attached to the kitchen set, filled with rice, vegetables, and a bit of fruits on the side. She was doubtful that Hashimoto would notice her using this overused tactic but decided to trust her moronic pupil.
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It was 5am in the morning. In front of the Softball Club, Misa was unlocking the door when Shiraishi appeared beside her. Misa was startled for a bit then gave her greeting.
“Oh! Good morning, Mai-kun!” she answered, smiling at him.
‘This is it, Shiraishi Mai! Homerun or not, here it comes!’ He thought as he breathe heavily. “Misa-chan, I have something to tell you.”
This made Misa wonder for a bit then remembered that she too, had something to say to Maiyan.
“I too, have something to tell you, by the way. If it’s alright with you, I guess?” she said, her right hand under her chin.
‘I knew it! She likes me too! Hah! Take that, Hazard! Better let her confess to me then.’ He confidently thought then grinned. “Sure. You go first.” he answered gleefully.
Misa then opened the door. “Shall we?” she smiled then entered the room.
The two entered the room. Misa switched on the lights as Maiyan entered the room. “So what were you going to tell me?” Maiyan looked at Misa nervously.
Misa then closed the door. ‘Oh shit! We’re doing it!? I didn’t bring a condom!’ Maiyan thought then faced Misa. “M-misa-chan, I didn’t bring a condom with me so not now, please!”
Misa’s mouth was agape for a second. She then stared at a nervous and mentally unprepared Shiraishi. “No, silly! I just don’t want anyone knowing about what I’m going to tell you!”
Shiraishi then got his grasp on reality back. “Oh. So what was it?”
Misa then walked towards Maiyan. Maiyan walked back so he wouldn’t blush too much at Misa’s presence but Misa continued moving towards him until he felt the lockers behind him. “You swear... You wouldn’t tell anyone, right?” Misa then looked straight into Maiyan’s eyes.
His face only 6 inches away from Misa’s, Maiyan could see every detail of Misa’s face clearly. He was trying his best not to avert his eyes from her but it seemed futile. He looked away and silently answered her. “Yes, I promise I wouldn’t tell anyone.”
Misa then grabbed his right hand. “Thanks! Sit down on the bench! I’ll prepare some tea.” She then boiled water in a kettle and then prepared a teapot and 2 expensive looking teacups. After a few minutes, she gently slid down 2 teaspoons of tea powder into the teapot. She then poured down some tea into the 2 cups and passed a cup to Shiraishi.
Misa then sat down on the bench directly in front of Shiraishi. “Since you and I are quite close and I think I could trust you… I think we can tell each other our problems, right?”
Maiyan then looked at his cup of tea and thought of what Misa said just now. He then looked back at her. “Sure. So… What were you going to tell me again?”
Misa then sipped her cup of tea. “I… I’m in love with Fukagawa Mai-san.”
Maiyan who was still drinking his tea, spurted the tea outside his mouth out of shock. “W-what…?”
“Surprising, right? So… I was going to ask you if you can help… me… You know? Uhm… Confess to your friend there.” Misa blushingly replied.
Maiyan then sighed and then looked at his reflection in his cup of tea. ‘I guess I got friendzoned, eh? Damn Hazard rained on my parade.’ He then looked at Misa. “Sure. I can help you.” He then put on his best act. “Damn! I should’ve noticed!”
Misa then remembered that Maiyan also had something to tell her. “So what were you going to tell me earlier?”
“A-ah! I was going to tell you that I… Wanted to… Be your practice partner! I mean… We studied in the same Middle School and our practice buddies are weak compared to us, right?! Hahaha...” He forced a smile.
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On the school rooftop, a lone teenage boy wearing his dirty school uniform was touching his grumbling stomach. “Ah, I just drank the last of my water and now I’m really hungry… Who knew I’d get lost in here? This school sure is big. They told me to go to this room yet didn’t give me any instructions… If I die here, I will haunt them- Pull yourself together, Kazumi! Think positive! Pojipiisu!” He raised both of his arms, spread-eagled, then carried his school bag on one hand, Kendo gear and Shinai on the other.
A few hours later, Okada Noboru, the class adviser, could be seen running left to right, searching for someone. A few students arrived in school and thus, he asked them one by one whether they have seen a student who has been carrying a shinai but it was all for naught. A few minutes later, he had to go to his homeroom class. His students were all seated and thus he started his announcements. “A transferee student was to arrive here yesterday but he got lost in the school grounds and up until now we haven’t found him. His name is Takayama Kazumi. He almost qualified for the top notchers but we had to balance the numbers so he goes to the Middle rankers. He looks quite muscular and could be seen carrying a shinai and Kendo gear. If seen, please direct him to the faculty office. Thank you.” He then started the roll call.
Maiyan then remembered that they have been recruiting new members for the baseball club. He then texted Marukyu.
~Marukyu, we could recruit him to our team! We need a good catcher, remember?~
Marukyu felt his phone vibrating on his pocket. He checked the message, obviously from Maiyan. He then sighed and replied discreetly on his phone.
~I thought you were only academically incompetent. I never knew you were also a moron in understanding that an athlete from a different sport can't be scouted to another sport, no?~
Maiyan hissed after seeing Marukyu’s reply.
~He has been trained in Kendo to welcome attacks head on! It’s the same in Baseball! Come on! Give it a thought!~
~No. And I’m paying attention in class. I don’t want morons disrupting my focus.~
~Hah. As if. Suzuki kicking your ass in rankings despite your age gap is quite amusing, by the way.~
~Back at you, Nincompoop.~
~Hey! That was rude! And what does ‘nincompoop’ mean!?~
~Geez, you’re hopeless. Don’t disturb me. Don’t reply. Well, you’re still replying to it anyway so expect that I’m ignoring it.~
That was the last straw for Shiraishi. ‘This bastard…!’
~Damn you, Marukyuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu~
After a several hours, it was finally lunch time. Maiyan was smirking when he went in front of Marukyu’s seat. “Hey, I forgot my money at home so I’m afraid I couldn’t treat you today.”
Marukyu then sighed. “I knew you would say that. Idiots who break their promises aren’t so common after all.”
“Che…” Maiyan walked away then looked at Harvard. ‘Oi, shortie! Go and shove the damn packed lunch into his face!’
Harvard was hesitant. The moment she made up her mind, 2 female students went in front of Marukyu’s desk.
“N-naoki-kun! I made a little extra for my packed lunch today so please eat it!” Both Nishino and Fukagawa said. Shocked, they both looked at each other then back at Marukyu.
This is the first time that Marukyu was in a dilemma. He had to pick one and that would hurt the other. His surroundings were spinning, as if he was in a Confused Mr. Krabs’s meme. He gulped, looked at the two of them again.
‘Please pick my packed lunch, Naoki-kun!’ The two girls thought.
“S-sure. I’ll eat both of them.” Marukyu answered, sweating profusely.
“Naoki-kun no baka!” Naachan pouted then walked out of the room.
“No matter how greedy you are, you should only pick one, Naoki-kun!” Maimai also did the same as Naachan.
Maiyan then patted Marukyu in the back. “Greedy, aren’t we? Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!”
Misa then clung on Maiyan’s right hand. “Mai! Let’s eat together!”
“S-sure…" Maiyan answered. He then looked at Harvard again and signaled her to go in front of Marukyu’s desk.
Harvard then signaled a ‘NO’ to Maiyan. Maiyan just rolled his eyes and went with Misa to the Cafeteria.
She then received a message from Maiyan.
~Just go for it, Hazard! What are you waiting for? Christmas?~
She then replied, annoyed.
~Have you even tried that with Eto-san to be telling me that?~
~Just give the damn packed lunch! I don’t want to remember the embarrassment upon knowing that this girl is waaaaaaaay out of my league, dammit.~
~Hah. Sucks to be you.~
~You…! Whatever! Just freaking give that thing to him! He doesn’t have any food today, just so you know!~
~What!? You told him not to bring food with him today!?~
~YES! So give that to him!~
Harvard slowly went in front of Marukyu. Marukyu then looked at her. “Yes, Akimoto-san?”
“I made too much today too. So… Let’s eat it together?” she nervously replied.
“Ah. Thanks, Akimoto-san.” Marukyu smiled at her and this made her heart skip a beat.
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Naachan was walking near the dance studio when she saw a really hungry Kazumi. Kazumi, upon seeing that she was carrying two packed lunches, knelt in front of her, asking for one. “M-miss! Please let me eat one! I’m so hungry!"
“E-ehh!? N-no need to kneel! I-I’ll give you one! Please stand up!” she answered.
“T-thank you, kind person!” replied Kazumi, in tears.
The two went to the rooftop. Naachan looked at his distinctive features. A shinai, kendo gear, and dirty set of clothes. “What’s your name?” Naachan asked.
“Takayama Kazumi. You may call me Kazumin.” Kazumi answered, smiling at his savior.
“Takayama Kazumi? I think I heard it somewhere… I just can’t remember. And what happened to you? Your clothes are quite dirty.” Naachan asked further then tried dusting off Kazumi’s blazer.
Kazumi then held Naachan’s hand, stopping her. “You’re so kind! See, I just transferred yesterday. And then they told me to go to this room but I got lost! Now I haven’t eaten for a day. And now you saved my stomach! Thank you very much- Err… What’s your name?”
“Nishino Nanase. But you may call me Naachan.” Naachan then tried analyzing his situation. “Lost… Since yesterday?”
“Yeah. I haven’t been to such a large school!” Kazumi replied after eating the last grain.
“Then you must be the missing transfer student.” Naachan then gave him her portion. “Kazumin, I’ll get you a new set of uniform. Also, you can shower in the Shower Room if you want.”
“Ehh? Is it alright? Thank you, Naachan! You’re so kind it just makes me want to cry!” Kazumi was crying. It was pure tears of joy. “And… Are you sure you’re giving me your portion as well? You might go hungry, you know?”
“It’s alright. I don’t really eat too much so the food would just go to waste anyway.” Naachan said, looking at Kazumi eating.
After Kazumi ate the last grain, Naachan hurriedly packed both back into her lunch box then stood up. “Let’s go to the Shower Room, Kazumin.”
“Ehh? Already?”
“Yes. Let’s hurry. The next class starts in 15 minutes!”
“Ehh? I feel lazy…”
“Don’t be like that. Faster!"
Naachan pushed Kazumi out of the room then pulled him to the nearby Shower Room.
Naachan, seeing Kazumi stripping down then averted her eyes. “I'll just get your new uniform. I’ll be back.” Naachan then ran to the Student Council room in the 3rd floor to get a spare change of clothing and then back to the Shower Room at the 4th floor. Upon reentering the room, she saw Kazumi who was only wearing a towel to cover his nether region.
“Oh! Welcome back, Naachan!”
“Don’t say ‘Welcome back’! Just hurry up and wear this!” Naachan, now blushing and still averting her eyes, told Kazumi.
“Ah, sorry for the trouble.” Kazumi then grabbed the clothes from Naachan’s hand then dressed up inside a cubicle. After dressing up, Kazumi then went out of the cubicle. “Say, Naachan… How come you have an extra set of uniform for boys?”
“Ah, I didn’t tell you, did I? I’m currently the Student Council Treasurer.” Naachan said looking at the time.
“EHH!? Naachan, you’re amazing!” Takayama then picked up his bag, kendo gear, and shinai.
“It’s alright, let’s hurry!” Naachan then pulled him to the Faculty Office.
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Maiyan and Misa who were idly doing nothing in the Cafeteria saw Maimai entering the area. Maiyan waved his hand at Maimai, prompting the girl to go to their seat. Misa, seeing Maimai walking her way towards them, felt her heart skipping a beat.
“So… How do you feel?” Maiyan who was obviously stopping his laughter asked Maimai.
“I wonder if I sounded too harsh a while ago…” Maimai answered, looking down on her lunchbox.
“Not at all, Maimai. Not at all.” Maiyan confidently answered, trying to cheer Maimai up. “So… May we eat that? You’re not planning on giving that to Marukyu now, are you?” Maiyan added.
“Uhm, sure. By the way, when did the two of you start becoming this close?” Maimai, who was curious with their actions, asked the two.
Misa glared at Maiyan. Maiyan then saw Misa’s look then invented a story impromptu in front of Maimai. He remembered his substitute statement to Misa earlier inside the Softball Club. “Uhh… You see… Misa and I are training buddies now. We… Train every morning to further enhance our talents! Right, Misa?” Maiyan looked back at Misa.
“Y-yeah! Hahaha…” Misa replied back at Maiyan.
“Hmm… I see. Well then, let’s eat.” Maimai, reassured, then unpacked her lunch and started eating while watching the two people in front of her who unexpectedly became friends. Her packed lunch consisted of karaage, omelet, fried vegetables, and rice, all arranged in a loving manner. Maiyan and Misa were awed at Maimai’s cooking skills even if both of them could cook just as well.
“Say… How did you and Maiyan become friends, Maimai?” Misa, who started sampling the karaage in a poised manner, asked the motherly Fukagawa.
“It was quite funny actually.” Maimai answered, chuckling gracefully.
“Yeah, it wasn’t my fault though.” Maiyan retorted, blushing.
A flashback in their first year in Nogizaka Private High School just occurred to them. Maiyan and Maimai, still unacquainted to each other, went to the cafeteria in separate ways. Maimai alighted to the Coffee Bar stall, ordering a Regular-sized Mocha Frappe. She was asked to tell the Barista her name to avoid giving the order to the wrong customer. After queueing to the counter, she was asked to wait at the waiting area with the other students. After a few minutes of waiting, a tall, white, and handsome student appeared shortly in the waiting area and was waiting for his order. Maimai examined him from the bottom up then smiled. He was quite her type. The barista, done with a certain order, shouted the name of the customer.
“Regular, Mocha Frappe! Mai? Are you present?” shouted the Barista.
Both Maimai and the male student went to the counter. However, the male student had been faster and thus took the Frappe, stuck a straw on it, and then drank it. Maimai, who was shocked with the guy taking her order, pouted in front of him. “Excuse me, that’s my order. Why did you take it?” Maimai asked him.
The male student then looked at her and at the Frappe he was drinking. “Uhh… No. This is my order. Regular-sized, Mocha Frappe. And besides, my name is Mai.” Yes, the male student in question was Maiyan.
“Uhm, No. I ordered that and my name is Mai as well.” Maimai smiled uncomfortably back at him.
The Barista then looked at the two and sighed. “That’s for the female one. Your order’s still at queue.”
Maiyan blinked twice then gave the cup politely to Maimai albeit, in an awkward way.
End of Flashback. After hearing what happened during Maiyan and Maimai's first meeting, Misa laughed. “Geez, Maiyan…” Misa lightly hit Maiyan’s right arm.
After the break time was over, they went back to their class. They were greeted by a thin yet muscular man. The three of them figured that this person was the missing transfer student. They went back to their seats as their homeroom teacher asked the teacher for a bit of time to introduce the new student.
Okada-sensei then went in front of the class, wrote the name 'Takayama Kazumi’ on the board then asked the transfer student to come in. The student bowed in front of them then introduced himself. “Good afternoon, my name is Takayama Kazumi. 16 years old. I transferred in this school due to my father getting reassigned to Tokyo. Nice to meet you all.”
A few murmurs could be heard in the students’ side.
"Takayama Kazumi? Isn’t he the famous Kendo Champion from Chiba Prefecture?”
“The famous Takayama of the Sundome is in our section?”
“Takayama of the Sundome? Isn’t he that fellow who eats Ice Cream and Steamed Buns before his match?”
“I thought he’d grew fat in that way of living."
“Now, now. Listen, everyone!” Okada-sensei patted his shoulder. “Thank goodness, Nishino-kun found him near the rooftop! I thought he was a goner!” He then looked at Kazumi. “Now, Takayama-kun, sit beside Nishino Nanase-kun! She could tour you in the school premises later. That’s all.”
The classes proceeded normally. Takayama was hoodwinked into joining the Baseball team, thanks to Shiraishi fooling him about the non-existence of the school’s Kendo Team despite being classmates with its ace, Kawago Haruto. Despite Marukyu’s protests, Maiyan was able to pass Kazumi’s application to the Student Council, with Naachan sighing as she found out about Kazumi being deluded into joining them. After his school affairs for today are wrapped up, he went to Harvard to ask about the tutorial since he had a model work for today. Harvard told him that she too, had things to do and thus, Maiyan was happy that he could rest from the mental torture for today.
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He went to his modeling work immediately. He was a model for Fashion Weekly, a fashion magazine for both men and women ranging from teenage to middle-aged people. He sat on the couch, waiting for the manager. After a short while, the manager arrived. Maiyan rose from his seat then bowed in front of the manager. “Thanks for the work as always, Itano-san.”
“Ah, no worries, Shiraishi-san. You are a most wonderful asset in the company.” Manager Itano answered, asking Maiyan to rise. “Today, you’ll be shooting with a famous internet idol. She’s already in the room. Good luck.” Itano added, leading Maiyan to the room.
Maiyan entered politely and greeted first, his workmates, and then the net idol he’d be shooting with today. She looked small, with both of her shoulders exposed. Seeing the colors pink, and baby blue in one place, he could only cringe as he remembered the only person in his opinion who looks good in both colors, his very own sister, Matsumura Sayuri. “A-ano… I’m Shiraishi Mai. I’ll be working with you today. Nice to meet you.” he said uncomfortably, forcing a smile.
The person in front of him, faced him upon noticing that his voice sounded familiar. The girl, upon seeing his face, flinched quite a bit. “A-ah… I’m Manattan! Zukkyun! Nice to meet you!” the girl said, making a hand signal of a gun, shooting directly to his heart. However, like a wall hit by a bullet, the imaginary bullet forming the words ‘Zukkyun’ only ricocheted back to her.
“Okay, thanks for your hardwork today.” Maiyan walked away as cold as he could. One minute into Manattan and chill and he could almost feel the darkness enveloping his whole being, as if a demon was eating the last of his soul. He felt as if he had seen the little demon somewhere. However, he couldn’t remember anyone or anything and thus dismissed the thought.
Meanwhile, the little girl calling herself Manattan felt really down upon seeing Maiyan’s reaction to her ‘Zukkyun’. After all, every male idol fan in the country couldn’t say no to her and yet this guy seemed to be uninterested, no, even annoyed at her presence.
“Uhm… Mai-san, do you hate me?” She asked, tugging his right sleeve.
“With a manipulative face like that, I’d say yes to anything but actually interacting with you.” Maiyan answered, his face forming a disgusted expression, his always polite and gleeful expression disappearing in a span of less than a quarter of a second.
Manattan sobbed, both of her hands formed in a ball-like position, covering her eyes. “Mai-san must really hate me…"
“Do what you want.” Maiyan said then walked away from Manattan.
The makeup artists tended to the both of them, and afterwards, the Photographer asked them to pose in front of the camera. “Mai-san, please do a Kabedon with a sexy look on your face!”
Maiyan then smiled at the Photographer. “My facial expressions are always sexy but thanks!” He chuckled as he did a Kabedon with a girl he despises.
“Again with the jokes, Mai-san! Hahaha!”
“Come on, I wasn’t kidding!”
“Anyway, pose as sexy as you could. Manattan-san, please put both of your hands together as if scared of Mai-san here.” the Photographer asked of them.
‘No need to tell me to act as if I’m scared of him. I’m really scared of this guy.’ Manattan thought as she followed per the Photographer’s orders.
The photographer asked them to do several other poses. After they wrapped up the photo shoot, Manattan ran to her Manager. “Manager-san, Mai-san is-“
Maiyan appeared beside her. “I’m what? Come on, Manager-san, Manattan-san is just tired. You guys should leave her be for a while.” Maiyan maintained a really charming smile and then looked at Manattan, his eyes however, stated a different story, his eyes staring at Manattan’s soul.
つづく
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such a complex relationship...
naoki-kun is so popular... 3 girls are fighting for him :inlove:
manattan? so maiyan and manatsu have a same job? akimoto manatsu(hazard) right? or there is the other manatsu in this fic? i'm a little confuse :?
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Popular Hashimoto, everyone makes him a bento, but he’s usually making his food himself. I wonder who his guardian is :mon dunno:
:wahaha: I was right! Misa likes MaiMai. Poor Maiyan, they’re so good together in Bemars though. And Maiyan is being a good friend too, not reacting poorly and even helping her, good guy.
Maiyan and Marukyu friendship is amusing.
Oh boy, I dunno if I want Maimai with Misa or Hashimoto…
:mon squee: Yes! I’ve been waiting for Zu to appear. Even better with his Kendo skills too. He’s so very much like the usual Kazumin, gotta love that personalities.
Now that Kazumin’s here, I really want Nanase to end up with him :mon determined:
:lol: that same “Mai” name.
I’m wondering if Manattan is Hazard’s work persona that Maiyan too dense to notice...even when Kuroishi almost came out XD
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I was right Misamisa is gay and she loves Maimai
The council members must be know that Misamisa 'play for the other team' that's why Harvard know that Misamisa won't like Maiyan back.
Ahhh I hope Naoki will quickly choose the one he likes, (please choose Maimai) well if ever he get so long to choose one (who knows if he is so dense with love?) I'd like to see him jealous over Misamisa x Maimai (hahhahha #evil laugh)