Today is Monday, January 9th, the first day of school at Raizen High School.
The school campus, which was empty and chilly yesterday, has welcod bustling students in the morning.
Students could be seen stepping through the school gates, exhaling faint white mist. Most of them wore relaxed expressions, as if they hadn't yet woken up from the holidays, greeting classmates they hadn't seen in a month.
Because they were in different classes, Yutsuki and the Yamai sisters had to part ways with Shido and the others after changing into their indoor shoes in the hallway.
"Well then, see you after school."
"Mhm. See you after school."
Shido nodded, looked past Yutsuki, and asked with so concern.
"Um... is Kaguya... okay?"
"She's fine... just leave her be."
Although she said that, Yutsuki's voice still sounded sowhat drained.
"Hah~ My comrade... I... don't want to leave the cradle of dreams yet."
After changing into her indoor shoes at the hallway entrance, Kaguya placed her hands on Yutsuki and Yuzuru's shoulders respectively, using them as supports to keep herself from falling over. She looked completely drowsy.
Just yesterday, Yutsuki accepted the Yamai sisters's invitation to party hard on the last day of winter break and went to their room to play video gas all night.
"Have you guys finished your winter break howork?"
They had a great ti playing. However, following a casual question from Yutsuki, Kaguya's face instantly turned a sickly green, and the ga controller slipped from her cold, sweaty hands onto the floor.
And so, the last day's winter break party turned into Yuzuru and Yutsuki staying up late with Kaguya to catch up on howork.
"Ah... it's so long... how far is it to the finish line... is this the work of a demon?"
Kaguya leaned her weight on Yuzuru and Yutsuki's shoulders, groggily narrowing her eyes. She was practically half-dragged by Yutsuki and Yuzuru along the way.
Yutsuki pondered, if they just left Kaguya alone, would this idiot just lie down in the hallway and fall asleep?
Finally, under the amazed gazes of passersby, Yutsuki arrived at her Class 2-3 classroom and dumped Kaguya onto her seat.
"Didn't I remind you a long ti ago? You need to allocate your ti every day to finish your howork. If you leave it to the last day again next ti, I won't help you anymore."
"Ugh~ I feel like a vampire exposed to sunlight right now... spare the lecture..."
Kaguya, who had overused her brain, clearly didn't want to listen to Yutsuki's lengthy speech. She held her head and called out to Yuzuru for help.
"My other half... I'm... so sleepy... hah~"
"Understood. Once we're in the classroom later, Kaguya should take a good rest during the morning horoom."
Yuzuru gently hugged Kaguya tightly in her arms.
"Ah... damn it... why is there such a huge difference... I'm not resigned to this... but... it's so healing..."
"Stroking. Even when drowsy and trying to put on a brave front, Kaguya is very cute."
"..."
Speechlessly watching the blissfully happy Yuzuru, Yutsuki didn't even have the desire to retort anymore. Even the classmates passing by, upon seeing these two, just smiled and walked past with a "Ah, as expected, they're the sa as always even in the new sester" expression.
Could you at least hold back a little? You're practically becoming Class 3's famous attraction.
However, this minor grumble from Yutsuki obviously couldn't penetrate the Yuri barrier of the twins.
"Yo, Princess Bamboo. Long ti no see, Happy New Year."
Seeing Saoto Natsutake walk in from the doorway, Yutsuki affectionately called her by her nickna.
"Long ti no see, Happy New Year. Also, I'm the class rep."
Frowning slightly in dissatisfaction, Natsutake still responded very politely, correcting Yutsuki's address for her along the way.
"Saoto-san, excuse ... could you help take these handouts to the office and give them to your horoom teacher?"
Just then, the history teacher passing by in the hallway called out to Natsutake.
"Yes, understood."
Natsuki nodded and took the thick stack of handouts from the teacher.
"I'll help too. It's a bit too heavy for Princess Bamboo to carry all these by herself."
Saying this, Yutsuki stood up from her seat.
Regarding Yutsuki's initiative, the teacher was a bit surprised but nodded anyway.
"Mhm, then I'll leave it to you two."
"Um... thank you."
Natsutake said sowhat embarrassedly.
"It's fine, I should be the one thanking you."
Yutsuki smiled and shook her head. Honestly, she really couldn't stand the gentle gazes the classmates were casting at her while looking at the Yamais.
"Sensei, these are the handouts the history teacher asked us to bring."
"Alright, received. Thank you for your hard work."
Arriving at the office, the horoom teacher, after receiving the handouts from Natsutake, turned his gaze to Yutsuki and asked.
"How are things, Ryougi-san? Are you getting used to things after transferring here?"
"Yes. The atmosphere at this school is very comfortable, I feel like I'll be able to spend a very aningful school life here."
Because she had answered similar questions before, Yutsuki smiled faintly and answered with practiced ease.
Hearing Yutsuki's words, the horoom teacher clearly breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's good to hear. The holidays started not long after you transferred, so I was worried whether you'd be able to blend into the class properly. If you have any problems, just co to the office and ask ."
"Understood, thank you, Sensei."
Bowing slightly to the teacher, Yutsuki accidentally caught a glimpse of the docunts on the horoom teacher's desk and couldn't help but feel a bit curious.
"Sensei, is that the career aspiration survey?"
"Ah! Ahem—that's right."
Noticing his sowhat ssy desk, the horoom teacher coughed awkwardly and answered while tidying up.
"This is the survey form prepared for the first-year students later. They'll be advancing to their second year in April, so confirming their direction early will be helpful for their future developnt."
"I see..."
Yutsuki couldn't help but sigh in realization. Co to think of it, after the spring break this April, she would be entering the second third-year high school period of her life.
"Speaking of which, Ryougi-san, you haven't filled out a survey form yet, have you? If you haven't decided on a direction yet, it's better to decide early."
"Thank you. But rest assured, Sensei, I've already figured out what I want to do in the future."
To this, Ryougi Yutsuki smiled faintly and answered without hesitation.
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"Ryougi-san always gives off a mysterious feeling."
Walking down the hallway, Saoto Natsutake couldn't help but remark.
"Hm? Why say that all of a sudden?"
"Because when you transferred here last year, you introduced yourself saying it was your first ti at this school, but when I showed you around, you seed very familiar with the school's layout."
"Ah..."
Yutsuki subtly looked away. Not noticing Yutsuki's subtle expression at the mont, Natsutake continued.
"Moreover... how should I put it, students who transfer during such a delicate period near the end of the term usually have a hard ti blending into the class circle. Although I know you knew Yamai-san and the others before transferring... but sohow, it feels like you've been in our class all along, you blended in with everyone so naturally."
"Well. It must be your imagination, I guess I'm just the type to make friends easily."
Regarding Natsutake's doubts, Yutsuki shrugged and glossed over it.
"And why did you call 'Princess Bamboo' right off the bat when we t after your enrollnt? How did you know my nickna in the class?"
At this point, Natsutake's tone clearly carried a bit of resentnt.
"Of course Kaguya and the others told ."
Without hesitation, she sold out her bad friends. Yutsuki looked at her , a wicked smile curling on her lips.
"Moreover, during our first eting, I felt it too. This girl is really as cute as a princess (very fun to tease)."
"P-Please don't joke around, okay?"
Seemingly unable to handle the complint, Natsutake shook her head violently, two blushes appearing on her cheeks, and retorted with a bitter smile.
"Besides, if we're talking about pretty, isn't Ryougi-san much prettier than ?"
"Ugh—"
Taking an arrow to the knee from an unexpected direction left Yutsuki montarily speechless.
"Well... leaving that aside, do you actually hate being called that? I think it's better than being called class rep."
"It's not that I hate it... it's just that being called that normally is a bit embarrassing, and it doesn't feel very authoritative either."
Saoto Natsutake muttered softly.
"You'll just have to get used to it. It's not a malicious nickna anyway. If you really don't want to be called that, then when others call you 'Princess Bamboo', just ignore them directly. That way, the nickna will disappear after a while, Princess Bamboo."
"No, ignoring people is rude."
Natsuki rejected Yutsuki's proposal without hesitation.
"Also, call class rep."
"Yes, yes~"
(It's probably precisely because she reacts so rigidly and seriously that everyone finds it interesting and can't help but keep calling her by that nickna.)
Thinking this in her heart, Yutsuki held back her laughter and nodded on the surface.
In the previous worldline, Yutsuki transferred to Raizen High School with the Yamai sisters in September last year. But in this worldline, she enrolled in late November.
Because she retained the mories of the previous world, she rembered the school environnt, the teachers, and the classmates.
Initially, she considered hiding this fact and building relationships with her classmates from scratch. But thinking about how her friend request was rejected by Yuzuru and Kaguya back then, Yutsuki decided to drop the idea.
Rather than role-playing to fit her experiences in the previous world, it was better to interact naturally. People she got along with before, she would naturally get along with now.
Suddenly, while Yutsuki and Natsuki were chatting to pass the ti, an inexplicable sense of a chill made her subconsciously stop in her tracks.
"Is sothing wrong?"
Natsutake asked, puzzled.
"No... um."
Yutsuki looked ahead with an expression of wanting to speak but stopping. In the hallway not far away, Tamae Okamine, the horoom teacher of Class 2-4, was walking towards her class step by step with her head down.
And surrounding her was an aura of despair that made one involuntarily want to back away.
"...Everyone, Happy New Year. How was your winter break? Christmas, New Year's, and New Year's... you must have had a very happy ti..."
After entering the classroom, following a tepid greeting from Tama-chan-sensei, the entire class plunged into an extrely freezing silence.
The reason was simple: there was absolutely no hint of a smile in Tama-chan-sensei's eyes.
"How old are you all now? You'll be third years in two or three months, right? So you should be almost eighteen. Students born later might still be seventeen. By the way, Sensei's birthday is in March. Can you guess how old Sensei is now?"
Tama-chan-sensei asked in a casual tone. Although even Yutsuki, who wasn't a student of Class 4, knew the answer, no one in the classroom obviously dared to step on that landmine, remaining silent without exception.
"I... am finally graduating from 'approaching thirty' this year, and officially entering thirty. Fufu... haha... Isn't that amazing?"
Heavy! Way too heavy!
Even though the person herself seed to be joking, not a single person present, including Yutsuki and Natsutake who missed the timing to leave and were sitting outside the classroom, could cooperate and laugh out loud.
"Um... Tama-chan-sensei."
Seemingly unable to bear the heavy atmosphere, Ai couldn't help but speak up.
"Shut up! From now on, when you speak to , you must add 'thirty' at the beginning and end of your sentences!"
"Th... thirty. Yes, sir! Thirty!"
Frightened by Tama-chan-sensei's intensity, Ai imdiately straightened her back and answered.
"Thirty. Tama-chan-sensei, did sothing happen...? Thirty."
Regarding this question, Tama-chan let out a self-deprecating sneer.
"Nothing~ Nothing at all~ It's fine, it's a very joyful piece of news. Airi-chan, who has been my classmate since elentary school. She's getting married next month. Fufufu, it's truly a happy occasion. Because Airi-chan is a very good girl, she definitely married a wonderful guy, so she definitely got a good husband. We used to get together every year for birthdays and Christmas, and we even exchanged chocolates on Valentine's Day. When she was drunk, she even hugged and yelled, 'Uwaa, if I'm still not married by thirty, marry , Tama-chan!' and stuff like that. Her marriage partner seems to be a doctor two years younger than her. At the 'n are Trash Girls's Gathering' at the end of the year before last, Airi-chan drank too much and sprained her ankle. As a result, the doctor who treated her fell in love at first sight and launched a fierce offensive. Hehe, I was there too, I just didn't expect that while I was dead drunk, my good sister fell in love in the next room. Life truly is unpredictable. But it's really great. Actually, I often thought, even a cute girl like Airi-chan has no one who likes her, n in this world really have no taste! What a wonderful girl Airi-chan is, she's beautiful, tall, and even if she was invited to be a fashion model, there would be no problem. Because I thought that even a girl like Airi-chan was still single, I felt that I was still fine. But secretly, Airi-chan had already been captured by a man. Co to think of it, her frequency of attending the girls's gatherings gradually decreased last year. How an, giving a marriage report out of nowhere in the New Year, and saying things like 'I was too embarrassed to say it'... Putting it bluntly, it's the lustful desire to seduce n, right? I must study hard too."
Leaning her upper body on the podium, Tama-chan-sensei chattered away in a flat tone. Towards the end, her voice began to carry a hint of crying.
"...Another, another classmate got married... How many more weddings... do I have to attend..."
Enough! Enough! Tama-chan-sensei, I'm almost tearing up listening to this.
Or rather, the person next to is already crying!!!!
"Ugh... Tama-chan-sensei... is so pitiful..."
"This is the darkness of unmarried won approaching the age limit of thirty. After you start working, make sure to find a good man and marry early, Princess Bamboo."
Gently patting Saoto Natsutake's shoulder, Yutsuki said earnestly.
"Ugh... I am... the class rep..."
"You're really persistent."
Looking at Natsuta, who was wiping her tears with a handkerchief, Yutsuki smiled bitterly and turned her gaze back to Class 2-4.
Honestly, in her opinion, Tamae Okamine was definitely not an unattractive woman. She was gentle, very kind to her students, had a very good reputation at school, and although her petite physique lacked authority in society, there should still be n who preferred this type.
Although this type of man might also be sowhat dangerous.
Thinking about it from all angles, Yutsuki felt that, putting aside personal conditions, there were only three reasons why a woman would remain single until now.
-Standards are too high. In reality, there are n who like her, but they are directly rejected by the teacher because they don't et her hard requirents.
-Bad taste in n. She does have encounters, but unfortunately, the ones she likes are always unreliable, frivolous n, resulting in every romance blooming but bearing no fruit.
-Terrible luck. This is a real thing...
Unfortunately, while the first two might be salvageable, the third one is truly a slim hope. And judging from the teacher's situation, it seems to be the third kind...
Alright. This is getting so pitiful that even Yutsuki can hardly watch. Soone, just pop out from sowhere and marry her already.
Then, as if struck by a sudden inspiration, Yutsuki turned her gaze to Shido, who was fidgeting in the classroom.
(If I rember correctly, Shido proposed to Tama-chan-sensei several tis. Although there were reasons for it... but strictly speaking, Shido has to take responsibility too.)
Yutsuki briefly imagined the scene of Shido and Tama-chan-sensei getting married.
(Mhm, if it's Tama-chan-sensei, I could accept it.)
"—!?"
Shido was suddenly jolted by a chill rising from the soles of his feet and shivered violently.
At this mont, Tama-chan-sensei (thirty), who was radiating her single woman resentnt on the podium, seed to reach an extre and bounce back, a very refreshing smile appearing on her face.
"It's fine everyone, I was just joking. It's just that if a demon appeared before right now and told I could have one wish granted at the cost of my life, I might wish for a giant teorite to crash into Japan."
"Thirty! Tama-chan-sensei, calm down! That's the thought process of an elentary schooler before the start of the term! And it doesn't sound like a joke at all! Thirty!"
"Fufufu, I told you it was a joke... swoosh, swoosh~ teorite, crash down~"
Saying this, Tama-chan-sensei picked up a piece of chalk, waved it around a few tis like a magic wand, and threw it forcefully out the window.
And then, the next instant—
"BOOM———————————————"
A giant teorite crashed onto the school's sports field.
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