Chapter 6
The familiar crack of the whip echoes through the room, bringing fear to those that hears it.
“So… You dare to be late for recording…” growls the deep voice of the akuma of the entertainment industry, Kamonohatsu Saeko.
“Ehm… We were… ehm…” stutters Kai, his body reacts involuntarily in memory of the previous lesson for being rude to the Charismatic Diva, Ray.
He glances at the mummified Kuu with the side of his eyes, hoping the quick-witted boy could provide a solution.
However, Kuu only looks at him nonchalantly before looking down at his medical certificate and look back at him with a grin in his eyes that seems to say ‘I’m safe…’
‘Traitor!’ curses Kai silently as he stares daggers at Kuu before looking at Riku, hoping the leader for the group could save them from this mess.
“Shachou… It’s my fault. I was busy coming up with lyrics for our new song. Would you mind helping me with that?” explains Riku sincerely with a bow.
“Eh….!?” went Kai and Kuu, their eyes widening at the comment before bowing their heads in guilt.
Riku is really their leader. Soldering the blame for them both by telling such a lie. But without a song to present to Shachou, the two fear for the fate of the tall lanky leader of theirs.
“Kami-sama! Please protect Riku…”
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Kojima Riku breathes in deeply to calm his nerves before reaching for one of the guitars hanging by the racks.
Plugging the instrument in, he adjusts the knobs on the amplifier before testing out a few chords to test the level of distortion.
Finally satisfied, he palm-mutes the first chord continuously to build up the tempo before breaking into the song:
3秒見つめるだけで
落としてみせようか
お前の愛なんて
俺の思い通りさ
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Watanabe Mayu gives herself another face palm. In fact, her palm could soon be a permanent resident on her face considering the amount of stupidity that is happening around her.
At first, there’s the troublemaking Oshima Yuu and now there’s the naïve Watanabe Ryuki that is so simple and trusting that you could cheat him off his clothes and he would thank you for it.
The best of all, Ojuu-sama has conveniently entrusted her to take care of the two.
‘Oh God! Why do you torture me with this two… Wait… didn’t one of the gods just send one of them to us… ‘ grimaces Mayu as she whines internally.
As she turns towards her Ojuu-sama, hoping to appeal against the task of being carekeeper for the two idiots, her nose starts to tickle.
Puzzled by such a reaction, her hand reaches for her nose to scratch it, only to trigger off a big sneeze, leaving her stunned.
As the rest fuss around her, worried that she might be unwell, Oshima Yuu stare at her hardly before cocking his eyebrow at her.
“Ah… Congratulations! Mayuyu! Somebody must be missing you!”
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The last chord of the song slowly fades away, leaving familiar painful silence of the sound proof studio.
Kai and Kuu look at each other dumbfounded before looking at their leader with newfound respect.
“You didn’t tell me you knew how to play the guitar…” accuses Kai.
“And the lyrics… it’s amazing! How did you manage to come up with this…” praises Kuu.
Embarrassed by the praises and attention, Riku looks down shyly, his eyes darting nervously away from any eye contact.
He couldn’t tell the rest that the song was inspired by someone whom had captured his heart in 3 seconds.
Besides, to fall in love is a big taboo even as a male idol. That was one of the primary reasons why Kai haven’t confessed to his crush Maeda Atsuko.
Before he could think of a good reason, a big paper fan hits the 3 of them on head.
“Ah Itai…” chorus the 3 of them, rubbing their heads in pain.
“Quiet… I had showed mercy by using the fan instead of the whip…. Consider this your reward for writing your own song. But do you have to use an electric guitar? This is so X-Japan… Why don’t you switch it to a Classical and give it some Spanish feel? The song needs to be mysterious and romantic, a song that is a statement to the girl you like…”
As Saeko drones on, giving her comments on how to rearrange and improve the song, the trio gives a sigh of relief.
They had survived the day!
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“What do you mean by someone misses me?” asks Mayu in shock, her robotic façade broken into pieces.
“It means someone misses you! It’s common knowledge that when you sneeze once, it means someone is thinking of you…” announces Oshima loudly.
“Aniki! If I miss you, would you sneeze too?” asks Milky cutely.
“Ah… Little Milky, you are so cute! But I’m afraid that I won’t sneeze that easily if it came from you. To make someone sneeze, you must really like that person. Like really really really like that person. In short, it must be love!” declares Oshima.
“Oh… So if I miss Tousan, he will sneeze too?”
“Ah Milky, you are so adorable but no… The sneeze only happens if someone has romantic intentions towards you! It’s gotta be LOVE!”
Watanabe Mayu gives herself a face palm again before pulling the young and gullible Milky away before Oshima can further corrupt his mind.
‘Love… There’s no love in this world. I shall find the source of this sneeze and put him away for good. I’m a golem, a cyborg created out of magic. Cyborgs don’t fall in love…’
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“Ah Mariko-sensei, I hope that you are prepared to have another transfer student in your class tomorrow…”
“What! Another one? Seriously! Kachou Sensei! Could you stop treating my class like a refuge camp?”
“I’m sorry but your class is the only one that has a vacancy left…”
“But Kachou Sensei, you know that the seat has being vacant for a reason…”
“I know… but the application has being approved. I’m sure it will be alright…”
“FINE! If you say so! Just don’t blame me when anything happens!”
“Don’t worry… I’m sure the new transfer student can take good care of himself. Besides, if there’s anything wrong, there’s still Yamamoto Sayaka to handle it…”
“Pfftt… You always seem to have an answer for everything don’t you?”
“And that’s why I’m the Kachou. Thank you for the day and have a safe trip home…”
Mariko-sensei bows politely towards the principal as she walks towards the school gate.
Before leaving the premises, she takes a look back at the school only to zoom into her classroom as she sees a dark silhouette appear at the window.
Narrowing her eyes in displeasure, she prepares herself to scream at the top of her voice for the student to report to her immediately, only to realize that the silhouette has disappeared.
Rubbing her eyes in disbelief, she looks around again, hoping to find the offensive student but to no avail.
‘I must be working too hard…’ she shrugs as she walks out of the school to head towards one of the pubs.
“There’s nothing like a glass of warm Sake to reward myself after a hard day at work…”
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