By the way, this is the class president.
She left the hotel and was running in Santorini at a fast pace. Her destination is the police station to which she was guided this morning when she was involved in a traffic accident. Her comradeship and energy were not so low that she could keep her head down when her classmates were kidnapped by the yakuza men.
-"Hah, huh, huh... "
However, there are surprisingly few cases in which this leads to their happiness.
Thinking back, Shimizu has been turning remarkably in the last few weeks.
And this time, as this time is no exception, she is climbing the ladder of an injury self-inflicted while dripping with sweat. The unfamiliarity of being abroad, visiting a city for the first time and advance through an even more unpredictable area in the middle of the night, deprived her of a sense of normal orientation.
Of course, as Nishino had assumed, the class president was wonderfully lost.
- "Wh-Where is this place?"
The police station she wanted was so far away that now she didn't even understand where it was.
She had lost the hotel she was supposed to return to and was completely isolated.
- "... I am lo-lost!"
I scream without saying a word to anyone.
My eyes are watery and meaningless.
Remembering what happened today made me sad, I guess.
The lack of growth in me.
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- "Yes, it's not like I'm, lo-lost..."
She was seventeen, her self-esteem was in a tailspin after the events of the day.
Lately, she seems to have lost some confidence in her college exams.
- "... Atsu."
Underneath her semi-long black hair, her forehead and neck are covered with sweat. His legs healthy, trained at the swim club, did not seem to be shaky despite the considerable distance they had run. However, the sweat that comes out seems to bother him, since he is a woman of her age.
Even when she moved her legs, she wiped her sleeve with her shirt.
- "What's really going on here, this trip..."
It was a plausible claim.
But there was no one to answer this.
- "..."
After a few minutes of running, the president finally stopped.
She seems to have decided that she should put her head to work instead of moving her legs. O You could say that moving her body to its fullest made her feel more at ease.
However, that decision was somewhat late in coming.
There were no more people on the street, partly because it was the middle of the night. There were no other people on the street, not even the sound of car exhausts. Naturally, it was impossible take a cab. It was a disturbing sight for her, who was used to living in the heart of the Japanese city, where the streets were always busy even at night.
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- "... I think I will call you."
When he casually reached out, his fingertips touched a communication terminal in her skirt pocket.
It's one I kept in my possession during the day and forgot to return it until now.
- "But how could that boy help me?"
It was the last resort for Shimizu.
She wouldn't have been so worried if the person she contacted was Nishino. After contact him with shame, would pass a sip of spit and kiss him on the cheek of a happy piled up futsumen, a nice one, and the matter would be solved, and that's how it would have been in these days.
But unfortunately, the terminal he has is the one that belongs to Nishino. Of course, the connection is with another person. There is no other option but to contact Rose. She was the president class, who didn't seem to be able to help him honestly just because he contacted him in the first place.
- "Ah, yes, the map..."
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He took the device out of my pocket and after a while, he suddenly came up with the best solution.
Nowadays, it is rare to find a device that does not have a map and a GPS.
- "I-I don't mind using it, at least a little. It's not so much the difference between a and a map, but the fact that he lent it to me to use. I don't want to know anything about Nishino's private life!"
I mumbled a few excuses and he set about removing the simple lock from the device.
He moved my Z-shaped fingertips, and the lock came off in a quick movement.
I was told in advance, so it's not a surprise.
However, looking at the trajectory of the lock on the screen, Shimizu feels indescribable.
- "Really, he has terrible taste..."
The home screen appears on the screen. The background image is a device preset.
She buzzed and swore as she called the desired application in her expert hands. A map of the entire neighborhood appears on the screen.
The coordinates are plotted on the center of the map, reflecting your current location.
- "Ah, what's the name of the hotel..."
And again, Shimizu can't remember the important part.
This made her feel very sad, too.
- "..."
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She is extremely good at problematic things that involve planning and preparation in advance. However, on the other hand, it is not very good at dealing with events unexpected and get out of a situation. That's why the cultural festival was a great success, and as result, today is lost during the day.
- "I didn't know there were so many hotels in Santorini..."
She looks at the terminal in the dark and feels a little dazed.
A little escape from reality, or rather abandonment.
The place where she is currently located is a point slightly to the north after leaving the Fira's city center. Due to the difference between the day and the night, it seems that by the destination area and have deviated from their original intended address.
As you leave the city, the buildings decrease in number and the pavement on the side of the road becomes more appropriate. The view of dull buildings and white walls scattered by a land that seems wild, where the soil is exposed to the elements, seems quite lonely at night.
- "I mean, I'm so far away from the city..."
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Even if he went ahead, he would not find the police station he visited during the day. In the line of extension you ran to, the arrow icon drawn on the map points to the destination, where the sloppy background coloring continues over and over again. It was easy to predict that I expected a lonelier scene than the current one.
To the tourist guides, Santorini tends to appear as a beautiful and precious white island.
However, the rows of buildings of the same color are limited to a few areas. The largest part of the earth is a bare and intact field.
- "... I will be back."
He had no choice but to turn on his heel to go back where he had come from.
Shortly after that, an unexpected voice from a third party was heard near her.
- "But she is in trouble, Diego-san."
- "Yes, exactly. I just want to go home."
As she was about to leave, a couple of men emerged from the shadows of a building located on the corner of the street. Both have pale skin and features chiseled with hair
dark brown. Naturally, the words they exchanged could not be in Japanese, and even less so in English.
If he were Nishino, he would have already questioned his origins at this point.
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- "Hey, look at that!"
- "Is he Asian? He looks very familiar."
- "Don't you remember?"
- "What is it?"
- "Doesn't he look like the person you saw on the airport cameras?"
- "Now that I think about it, there weren't enough to catch..."
- "Why don't we capture it and bring it to him? I'm sure Diego-san has had enough of it and will take care of it in the right place. If we stay on this island too long and the little bitch finds us, we will lose everything."
- "Yes, you could say that."
The distance between Shimizu and the duo was only a dozen meters or so. Thinking that the other party would not understand their language, men did not care that their voices came to her, and they exchanged words with the same volume of voice as always.
On the other hand, witnessing this, the class president thought to herself. As they say, if I ask these people, I might find out where the police station is. Maybe they can help me save Risa-chan. Hmp.
Japanese women have the highest opinion of white men in the world, by far.
-".. U-Uhm."
Determined, she acted instantly.
She addressed the two men as quickly as she could.
Then, at this, the men took a knife out of her pocket.
- "Wh-..."
The President suddenly stopped.
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Men speed up their pace towards it.
- "I'm sorry, little one, but you'll have to be quiet."
- "I've always wanted an Asian girl."
- "I know, it's nice to be younger than a white girl, isn't it?"
- "Let's have some fun before we take you to Diego-san."
- "Yeah."
The men approached her with a smile on their faces.
At this, even the class president seems to have noticed that something is wrong.
- "W-Wait, wait, could it be some strays? Get away!"
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- "Hey, Nishino-kun, why don't you get some rest?"
- "I'll rest as soon as I find the president."
- "I suggest you take a break now."
As usual, the means of transportation is motorcycles.
They proceeded to do a small search of the city at night. The sun has set on the Nishino's face while holding the handlebars, but he still wears sunglasses. He says he wears them to hide their facial injuries, but deep down, they are their favorite because they look good.
Of the two bikes Francisca rented before, no one has ever gone to pick up the sports bike since Rose, who lost the keys, left it in front of the church. Thanks to that, they had to travel in the remaining American chopper.
When they left, Nishino refused to accompany her. I am enough, there is no need for you to come with me. However, he could not refuse her forcefully, as she had saved him from a private prison sentence a few days earlier. Thanks to this, it was a rare event outside the school, but it was a trip for two people that was the result of the break-up of futsumen.
Rose, who has her arms around her waist, still has a smile on her face. No there is a feeling of tension in your mouth from before. Due to the position of the two, Nishino does not you can see it. This was a good thing, and Rose did what she wanted.
- "Why not let your body retreat a little further? It's getting too hot for me."
- "So you could drop me, right?"
- "I don't think you're so fragile that you could drop yourself."
- "Are you going to wait until an opportunity occurs?"
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- "... Do what you want."
Nishino gave in.
Since his departure, the one who has the initiative of the conversation has been Rose for a long time.
Such circumstances helped her to keep her own body flattened to Nishino. Holding his waist with both knees, of course, he wasted no time in straightening his back and keep the lower abdomen and upper chest together. There is not a single millimeter of space between them, reminiscent of a mother and her koala child.
If the American motorcycle were built with a long tandem seat in front and behind, it would be a uncomfortable for the casual observer, wondering why it was necessary to be so fence. However, the driver couldn't see it, so it was out of his line of sight.
His wet crotch was tight against the waist of the futsumen.
- "Come to think of it, you said you hadn't slept since yesterday."
- "What are you talking about?"
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- "Don't worry. I use it every night."
- "Ara, is that what you have in mind?"
- "I told you before. I like to take it easy."
- "You didn't tell me you liked it."
- "..."
- "If you're so hungry, can you treat yourself tonight?"
- "... Enough."
Rose casually brings her own face to the other person's neck while doing a question at random. Then, when the time comes for the person in question not to count, open your nostrils and start smelling it. It is the smell from the back of the futsumen.
However, if you do it all the time, your perversion will be noticed.
While you enjoy the smell, continue the conversation.
- "By the way, just to confirm, where are we going?"
- "To where the president is."
- "Can you see that on my device?"
He said it as he watched.
Soong-soong, soong-soong.
- "My device is a tracking device. I can check it through the network."
- "Hmm? A beautiful necklace to be released into nature."
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- "I hate to say it, but that's the way it is."
As he said, Nishino was driving the wheel with one hand while fiddling with the terminal tied to the support with the other hand. Apparently he was looking at a map on the screen.
On the map, the motorcycle he is riding has become an icon and is moving slowly.
In addition to the icons indicating the whereabouts of the two people, another one, of a different color and form, was also drawn on the map. It moved slower than the travel speed of the first, but still he was moving away from the city of Fira, little by little.
By a road to the north.
When she saw the situation on Nishino's shoulder, Rose was also stunned.
- "How far does this girl plan to go? What a problem."
- "Do you think she's a better woman than you?"
- "I wonder? As far as I can tell, she can't read a map."
- "There's something very endearing about being a woman with no sense of direction."
- "Wh-..."
Nishino's casual murmur makes the blonde loli's expression hard.
A woman who is quite strong on maps, her name is Rose Rebmann.
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- "H-Hmm? I wonder if he's the type of person for that sort of thing."
- "I have no doubt that she is an attractive woman."
- "Just for your information, where would be a good place to check?"
As she digs her own grave, Rose keeps asking the question. Forgetting to smell the back of her head, squeezes his arms around the body of the futsumen. The flat breasts, extremely flat, are pressed against Nishino's back with pleasure.
To her, Nishino responded with unusually direct words.
- "It is very attractive to see a person working hard at something. I learned about her through preparations for the school festival. The same goes for Takeuchi-kun. It also seems to be consistent in their beliefs."
When you think about the night after the school festival some time ago, you talk about it.
Futsumen is futsumen, and it seems to have more than a little affection for the Class A sophomore. There's not an ounce of room in the classroom now, but he's determined to get his place back before the graduation ceremony, and his aspirations are high.
After graduating from school, he hopes to continue meeting at certain times in his life so that he can share his memories with his classmates. He also hopes to be among them all with a smile on his face.
Of course, the hustle and bustle at the Shimizu class festival, which he valued, had many other purposes, such as appealing to the teacher or for the sake of test scores internships, and many other not-so-good aspects. However, that part of the history was beyond Nishino's knowledge.
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- "... Hmm?"
Naturally, Rose is not amused.
- "You always try so hard, don't you think you want the same thing?"
- "... It is ridiculous."
- "I'm just expressing some thoughts."
- "She knows more about direct effort than I do, and she actually owns it. That fact deserves to be respected by others."
- "Diverted or not, an effort is an effort, right?"
- "Depending on the underlying reason, the way we see the effort changes. Who looks cooler, the person who strives for himself or the person who strives for the other?"
- "Are you trying to be part of someone else's life?"
- "No, it's not a big deal."
Just, continue Nishino.
- "I just wanted to deny what you said."
- "Ara, so obedient."
- "Is that bad?"
- "Do you feel like you care so much about me?"
- "How many times have I answered that question in the past?"
- "Six times"
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Rose murmurs and snorts, at that moment she gently bites Nishino's ear.
Only a dozen minutes of close contact have passed on the bike. It seems that has finally lost its patience. Lick the dimples around the contour and use the tip to scrape the wax from the ear. When he has collected this in his cheekbag, he mixes it with his own saliva and applies it to his mouth in the form of a plate tester.
He decides not to brush his teeth tonight.
- "... Hey, don't do that."
It is not certain that it is an experienced heterosexual futsumen that can be ignored.
His shoulders were shaking with a shoulder jerk as he received an unknown pleasure.
It was the first time he had ever had his ear licked.
- "I'll get rid of you if you bother too much."
- "Oh, I'm so sorry."
There is saliva between Nishino's ear and Rose's lips.
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- "If I die, all this good feeling will be gone forever, won't it? I would not be able to run through my classmates. I believe that taking care of yourself is an important investment in the future."
- "I'm not in the mood to debate whether your language is pleasant or not. But I understand what you try to say. I am grateful for your help in this case. That said, if the previous contract is not enough for you, then collect it in money, not in a sadness and fatality."
As a result, futsumen seemed to have misinterpreted Rose's lust for past tomorrow.
- "It is true that you saved my life. You don't have to go through all this, but if you ask me that doubles the amount of the contract, I will take it with open arms. If that's not enough, I'll say whatever you want. I am already in your custody."
- "Ara, that's very generous of you."
- "You should be happy. This is how you wanted it to be, right?"
Not at all, that's the complaint in Rose's voice.
She's a one-sided woman who's not happy with anything when she's been away from her lending and borrowing business. What she wants is nothing more than the heart of futsumen.
However, this loan is not always a bad thing for her. If she handles it well, it can make the situation more advantageous, she thought positively.
- "In that case, I will ask you to continue to serve me in many ways."
- "You have your own life. You will have to make do with that."
- "Wh-..."
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Rose's belly cooed at Nishino's lightness as she tried to be the strongest possible.
As always, its value to men is a heavenly revelation.
T-This is not the time for me to fall in love with you again, but, t-that's great, or something.
A boiling fantasy came and went in her brain as she whispered to herself. The place secretly pressed against Nishino's waist, and before she knew it, the juice was soaking the other person's shirt.
The reality of Rose's mind does not realize this, and Nishino lets the two wheels go ahead in a practical way.
The destination was almost there.
- "... You are in a strange place."
The marker indicating Shimizu's whereabouts was standing on one of the cliffs in front to the sea.
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While Nishino is in total surrender to Rose, this is Tarosuke, by the way.
- "... I finally managed to lose them, how about that! Haha."
Shouting happily, no one could be found behind him as he walked through Santorini at night, just like I just said. He seemed to have managed to escape safely from the strong men she had met at the restaurant. He was a handsome man who shouted for himself as to confirm the peace he had made with it.
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Takeuchi and the rest of the team escaped without incident, and he was relieved to be able to give sigh of relief.
- "It's a hell of a road trip, isn't it?"
The whole area is a desert with no other popularity. Once you get away from the Fira, the number of buildings decreases rapidly, and the scene looks more like a cold village than a tourist attraction. This is an island called Santorini.
In the middle of all this, on a narrow stretch of asphalt, he is the one who goes on foot.
- ".... I think I would have thrown them off much earlier."
As his mood stabilized, the image of futsumen that he could not leave of worship appeared naturally in his mind. He never dreamed that the man in question He would be on a motorcycle, with his tits pressed against him by the will of the opposite sex.
The vision of a handsome man with his chin up, looking up at the night sky and watching the stars in the sky was a very picturesque sight. If Takeuchi-kun had seen Such a small and mocking smile, I would definitely have imitated her.
- "Well, I guess that's the best I can do right now..."
Her feet turn their course towards Oia in search of tonight's accommodation.
She thought it would not be good to return to Fira.
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Out of the corner of my eye, there was a figure of a person reflected unexpectedly. They are the figures of people running hurriedly along the road in the middle of the night without other people in sight. Two or three in a row, moving in one line along the way.
It is a scene that can be seen from a distance, as the area is sparsely populated after to leave the center of the city. The road Tarosuke walks on is a crossroads where They cross at a crossroads where they are headed if they continue. The distance is a few dozens of meters.
- "... Oi oi, isn't that Nishino's wife?"
After a short walk, the details were revealed.
At the front of the road was Shimizu.
- "It's not really a boring road trip..."
Start running again, fully motivated.
The reason for this is the presence of two men chasing her. As for one of them, has a knife in one hand. This is the reason why Tarosuke's face got tense from natural way by smelling the same smell as the one that had been chasing him.
Fortunately, his opponent was so desperate to pursue Shimizu that it seemed not realize it. Since the class president was in good health, she was quite desperate to get away. If she had worn sneakers instead of her leather shoes extra large, would certainly have opened up more distance in the first place.
Meanwhile, Tarosuke is running as fast as he can to reduce the distance.
When the other side realized Tarosuke's approach, they were already in a unsustainable. The darkness of the night was probably a factor as well. He lowered the fist of the side in the direction of the man who was chasing Shimizu, pointing at his face.
- "Perverted men!"
The tight knuckles were stuck in the man's cheeks.
- "Gah..."
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With a short scream, the opponent was energetically surprised.
The fist bone with the momentum of the race showed more power than I had imagined.
The man was sent helplessly flying and fell in the street. And then he stopped moving. At the same time, something hard fell on his chest and a dry sound was heard.
Naturally, the person he hit did not hit hard enough. He tried desperately to bear the pain in his fist, though. Ouch, it hurts, a real pain, a groan that almost It leaks unintentionally, but somehow the handsome man swallows it. His hand began to tingling with the heat but he endured it, as the night breeze cools his fist closed.
Naturally, everyone stopped walking.
Both Shimizu, who was in the lead, and the man who was chasing him, snorted and looked at the intruder. Apparently, he had run a reasonably long distance, and his forehead was covered with sweat.
- "Huh? Ah, er..."
Under the darkness, Shimizu realized that the other person was a Japanese man just like her.
And it was amazing to realize that it was someone she also knew.
- "Are you okay?"
- "Um, are you, Ta-Tarou-san?"
- "Yes, I'm that Tarou-san. Nice to meet you."
Tarosuke's persistence is what keeps him in good shape even at this stage of his life. Tarosuke's persistence is evident in his ability to behave like the futsumen. He is always ready to show his composure in any situation. That behavior is, as he says, the best.
- "Oi oi, you have a lot of things."
Tarosuke's gaze moves as he exchanges words with Shimizu. What he saw in his vision was an object that was dropped by the person who had hit it. It is a gun. It seems that was inserted into his belt, and seemed to fall to the ground as soon as he was hit.
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Fortunately, since there are many problems, it is good to pick it up.
He picked it up with a different hand than the one that hit the man.
After checking the situation, the remaining man, who had lost his partner, began to panic. Two to one in number, one of them against, besides, he seemed to tremble extraordinarily since he had defeated his partner in one blow. The weapon that had just been recovered was also a great influence.
- "Boy, how did you get here?"
The man barked in poor English.
That's a reasonable opinion.
To this, Tarosuke does his best to respond with calm behavior.
- "I don't need a reason to save a pretty girl, do I?"
The class president was praised for this, but unfortunately, she had no idea what the conversation between the two was about. Still, he looks at them with a difficult expression, trying to understand the conversation in some way. If I had understood the meaning, I would have had a red and happy face.
Like the man who was quoted, he was extremely irritated.
- "Y-You..."
- "Whoa, don't move, okay? I have some experience with this, you know?"
He remembers and talks about his flight the day before yesterday.
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To the man who revealed his anger, Tarosuke responded by holding the weapon. His aim is blurred. However, from the side, it looks like he's going for the guy. If you remember the coup de grâce from a moment ago, the lie would be just an excuse. You can feel the dignity, although be a little.
- "You, Asian..."
The man's hand reached into his pocket.
Tarosuke shouted at this.
- "Don't do anything suspicious, okay? Unless you want more nostrils."
- "Wh-..."
The field of conflict was one-sided.
Thinking in Tarosuke's terms, it was a rock scene at this point. Rescue a high school girl being chased by some street kids, all by himself. It is a development that stimulates the male mind more than any other expensive movie set.
I'm fine.
I am fine.
I'm a rocker.
Having the eyes of an active schoolgirl looking up to him, and knowing that he is someone with whom he wants to be, Tarosuke Ogata gets excited for the first time in his life, forming a great drama. At that moment, the heart of the handsome man was in a state of supreme excitement.
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But, nevertheless, his exploits would end here.
It was transmitted with the sound of the main engine exhaust.
At the next moment, a car came out of the side of the building behind him. The direction of the lights changed in a circle, dazzling Tarosuke and the others. The voice of a man in aloha came out of the window on the passenger side.
- "Ooh, you found it!"
Diego, the aloha man, shouted with satisfaction.
- "Diego-san! O- Over here! Here!"
The man who was being chased happily shouted his friend's name.
It seems that Tarosuke has been caught again by his pursuers. Through the windshield, you could see several people in the car, like his henchmen. Before I could confirm the number of people in detail, the car lights illuminated his eyes, which are accustomed to the dark, screaming.
- "Let's-let's go!"
He was a handsome man who had been forced to turn around.
It's the chase all over again.
- "Oe! Kill them at once!"
The Aloha man's instructions flew from the top of the car.
On the outskirts of Fira, Tarosuke and Shimizu were being chased by car by Diego and his friends as if they were hunting deer. From time to time, bursts of live ammunition were fired at his feet, without mercy. One of them scraped Tarosuke's arm, staining a red thing on his skin.
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- "Ku, you will do what you want!"
He mumbled evasively as he ran.
He had the gun in his right hand and Shimizu's hand in his left.
- "Speed up the pace a little more, okay?"
- "Y-Yes! I'm still training for this!"
Unlike Matsuura-san elsewhere, the tone of the president's voice, which nodded with the head, was very reassuring.
Confirming this, Tarosuke increased his career momentum a bit.
- "Good response. It's only natural for the woman Nishino has his eye on."
- "Err, Ni-Nishino, uhm..."
After receiving an unexpected statement from an unexpected opponent, Shimizu begins to become impatient instantly.
- The unevenness of the terrain will make it more difficult to follow us in your car. We will turn away from the road and we will go there. I know it's going to be hard to find your feet on this darkness, but somehow you will have to endure it for now. I'm going to get you out of here in one piece.
- "Y-Yes."
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Nodding widely, Shimizu realized that she had just nodded her head.
The hand of the man who had said he would definitely help her and pulled his own arm back was before she knew it, wet with a greasy sweat and shaking even more. No matter how strong she was, she was easy to understand, even if she didn't I knew it well, that what was scary must be scary.
- "..."
That's why Tarosuke's fight for others, even if he had to stifle his selfishness, stimulated the maternal instincts of the president. If the goal was a handsome man, it would be a double effect. Naturally, the eyes were downcast...
There is no such thing, and then I have to remind myself that I have to be strong," she said. mentally.
He disembowels his legs and feet with the impulse to lead Tarosuke.
I miss being alone. I say I'm whining. I want to be for someone else. But even in similar circumstances, the president was able to become a little stronger when someone weaker than her was at her side, even if they were in the same situation.
- "Go on!"
- "Yes."
The answer is also powerful.
The president's proud legs have never been as strong as Tarosuke's.
- "You can run faster than this!"
- "A-Aah, it's okay."
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The two people started running across a flat, easy to reach stretch of road walk around, heading to an uneven area. They used the scattered obstacles, such as private house hedges and brick blocks arranged at random on the boundaries of the terrain, to gain distance from the approaching car.
It's the best thing the two of them could do right now.
The source of light is the moon floating above, which is the best you can see in the darkness, and the sense of direction does not work as well as it could, because it goes accompanied by the fear of being shot from behind with a gun. In addition, since it is the first once a place is visited, they have no choice but to decide where to go based on their judgment immediate.
Tarousuke and the others only took the direction that was difficult for the car to go.
Thanks to this, the Aloha band also got out of the car in the middle of the race and had than chasing them among themselves. The gap between the two sides kept opening up and narrowing. The sound of gunshots and curses occasionally diminished in volume, but they never stopped.
But even so, men were gradually decreasing in number.
The difference in resistance seemed to give Tarosuke and Shimizu the advantage. As far as they were concerned respect, compared to a gangster who doesn't exercise and leads an unhealthy life repeatedly, Shimizu exercises every day in club activities, and the handsome man rent the gym of a luxury hotel to exercise during the vacations, so both have unexpectedly high specifications.
However, not all men would give up on both.
Although he was the last, Diego continued to pursue them relentlessly.
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Finally, they arrived and the stage was at the edge of a cliff facing the ocean.
- "Haa... Haha... Guys, I will definitely kill you..."
Diego is looking at Tarosuke and Shimizu with bloodshot eyes. He is a very vindictive. He has a gun in his hand, and his sight is pointed unwaveringly at the forehead of Tarosuke. His breathing is very irregular because he has been running non-stop.
In response to this, the two lost their escape and had the sea at their backs.
There are only a dozen or more meters between them.
Tarosuke is also in a stance with a weapon in both hands, welcoming Diego. Shimizu is by his side. They are both huffing and puffing and breathing heavily, and at this moment, they are in a hurry to suppress their desire to scream.
- "Why don't you exercise more? You're still breathing hard."
- "Screw you, you're doing the same thing!"
It is a quiet moment at night, and the only sound that resounds is that of the waves that come from the top of a cliff.
Thanks to this, one could easily see the other's breathing.
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- "Ta-Tarou-san, no more..."
The president's expression became stronger as she lost her escape, too.
The cliff behind her was not calm enough to jump and save herself.
Because of the height of the cliff, which is several dozen meters above sea level and the slope that exists, no matter how much he tried, his body would still be hit by front by the hard rock.
- "What? We'll be fine if we decide to do it here."
- "I'm going to put a lead bullet in your filthy face."
By the way, the conversation between the men is still in English.
Shimizu, who has a TOEIC* score of 500, could not understand a word of what they said. I was sure of her foreign language skills, so it was a bit shocking to see the real natives talking to each other.
She was the class president, who had decided to study English better if she could return with life.
- "..."
- "..."
Tarosuke and the aloha man look at each other with their weapons ready.
As for the first one, his knees wobble and tremble without hiding. The sweat that smells bad leaks from the sides and chest, changing the color of your shirt. The throat is dry from having been running for so long. The sticky saliva got tangled up around from his throat, and even the slightest breath damaged his bronchial tubes.
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The conditions were terrible.
The impatience grew extraordinarily intense as I stared at the snout of my opponent at the end of my sight. My heart beats painfully with one blow. At the moment next could be shot. He could be dead. That kind of tension violently shook
Tarosuke's mind.
- "What am I going to do?"
The whispered words are a soliloquy that only he can hear.
The stalemate continues, with neither side able to move.
On closer inspection, the Aloha man also has a serious expression in his face. His whole body is covered with sweat from running around. From the forehead to the neck, his hands and feet are wet. This is how it is, to the point that the drops drip from his chin.
Still, he did not show the slightest twitch and concentrated on the opponent in front of him.
- "..."
- "..."
It was like a one-on-one battle that would be seen in a western. However, Weapons have already been taken out. The two men had completely lost track of when to shoot. No one could give them an answer as to when the time would be right.
From a few dozen meters below the cliff, the sound of waves crashing and returning can be heard faintly. They were repeated at a constant rate, as if they were shake a metronome. As the waves returned, their tension increased.
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Tarosuke wants to drop the gun in his hand and run away.
In the middle of all this, he finally remembers the history of futsumen that spoke in a pompous. It was the day before yesterday, in the cabin of an airplane, when I was giving a lecture at the sky.
- "Fly sideways on my command, aim at the woman's head and shoot."
- "Hehe, I have no instructions, nothing."
It didn't work.
It didn't seem to help.
Now Tarosuke was not going to be able to decide the moment with his own conscience. Now that I think about it, even when I was lectured, I did not finish receiving the instructions, a repentance went back to his past. Instead, what Nishino praised was a client unknown that was present.
- "Damn, I'm pathetic..."
- "What's the matter? Your knees shaking?"
- "Wh-..."
Even Diego pointed out that Tarosuke's time of decision was over.
- "You Japanese kids don't play that often. I could take her home and lock her up. Although with that flat face, she would scream incomprehensibly, wouldn't she? I saw it in an old video pornography of their country once."
- "... That."
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However, it is the handsome man of today who still tries to motivate himself.
He grinds his teeth and swallows his nerves.
- "This is the woman Nishino fell in love with. I can't give her to you."
- "... Huh?"
Tarosuke's casual and cheerful comment rose.
Shimizu showed an unprecedented reaction to this.
A memorable phrase reached her ears, mixed with the English language.
- "Uhm, Ni-Nishino..."
- "I have to do it when I have to do it, right? Nishino!"
With an embarrassing roar, Tarosuke jumped up.
He kicks the ground and jumps sideways. With his sights set on Diego's eyebrows, the tip of his finger pulled the trigger. It was the behavior he just remembered, just as he had transmitted some stubborn. At the same time, two shots of different tones sounded in rapid succession with a pang-pang.
Without thinking about landing, the thoughtless side flight hit Tarosuke's body against the merciless ground. He hit his side hard and let out an unhappy cry. Perhaps due to the pressure in his lungs, he loses his breathing rhythm, gurgles and coughs.
- "Gu..."
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The next moment, he holds his own thighs and scowls.
It looks like he has been shot.
The red matter that seeped through the fabric of the pants slowly spread to the ground.
- "Ta-Tarou-san!?"
Shimizu rushes into panic.
On the other hand, Diego is the one who laughs at this, witnessing a series of scenes.
He hasn't moved a single step with his weapon in the unsheathed position. From the mouth of the gun held with both hands, the lily-white smoke tip rising, and a A smile that seems to make fun of people still appears on the face of the smile.
- " ... He-Hehe, you."
In response to his murmur, Shimizu's consciousness turns to him.
The same is true of Tarosuke.
- "R-Run!"
The handsome man lightly pushes on Shimizu's shoulder.
Then he raises his weapon again from his resting position.
But there was no need to pull the trigger.
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- "..."
Diego's body collapsed when he lost the next line of dialogue.
He collapsed on his stomach and stopped moving.
Tarosuke's shot had accurately caught the Aloha man's heart.
- "... Did I do it?"
he asked without saying a word to anyone, still tense.
- "No-Not moving..."
- "Aah."
A few moments later, they realized. A great deal of blood had spilled under the fallen man, creating a puddle He was bleeding profusely, and it was difficult to believe that he was still alive. The fact that man's body did not move in absolute made it seem certain he was dead.
- "It looks like I really did it."
- "Yes..."
Instantly, the two of them suddenly go crazy. However, considering the injuries of Tarosuke, it's not a situation where you can take it easy. Although not as much as Diego's, you can see considerable bleeding in the thigh where he shot. Seeing this, Shimizu said in panic.
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- "Uh, y-your le-leg, I'll give you first aid!"
He took off the cardigan he was wearing and tied it to Tarosuke's crotch to exercise pressure in the affected area. It was his favorite that he had bought for both trips, but the situation, which he could not say four or five times, naturally made his hands moved.
- "I'm sorry I made you dirty."
- "I-It's okay. I can buy a lot of stuff!"
- "I helped you, but you ended up helping me..."
Tarosuke bowed his head.
It will be a long time before he gets his ideals for the immediate future.
- "That's not true, that was really great!"
- "But, still, Nishino would have decided more beautifully."
- "Eh? ... Nishino-kun, u-uhm..."
-" Ah no, it's nothing. Forget it."
Inside, Tarosuke started to panic a lot. The battle of life and death is at stake, and he is so overwhelmed with emotion that he let it slip out of his mouth. Come to think of it, I also mentioned his name a while ago, he said, starting to worry, even after all this time.
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- "Can I borrow your shoulder? Let's go back to the hotel."
- "Ah, yes..."
The handsome man gets down on his knees to lift his body.
At the same time, there was a twinge and a dry sound.
Immediately afterwards, he takes the gun out of Tarosuke's hand.
The momentum he gained, flew through the air and fell off the cliff first.
- "Wh-..."
The two people looked at Diego in panic.
Then there was a man standing there, right next to the man who had fallen from aloha.
He was the other thug who had initially chased Shimizu.
- "He-Hehe, this is going to be a lucky break for me..."
He has a gun in his hand. It must have been taken from Diego's body.
The barrel of the gun was pointed without hesitation at Tarosuke.
The person who was the target was nervous. The only weapon he had was his gun, which was lost, and Tarosuke's injured leg made it difficult for him to walk comfortably. And the class president, who supports him, does not understand English, so he cannot understand what they say.
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While Tarosuke was fighting with the Aloha group, the group, rescued by him, went to the hotel where they were ordered to leave. On his way to the hotel, the moped he had used as escape was left in an alley after his license plate number was torn off.
It was late at night and the hotel reception was not there, so they rushed over.
Finally, they arrived at a corridor full of guest rooms, and the room in question is right in front of them.
- "Wasn't it called room eighty-three?"
Takeuchi-kun confirms Suzuki-kun.
- "A-Aah, I think so, right?"
To be precise, it's room eighty-two.
It seems like, in the midst of the confusion, they might have misheard.
As far as they were concerned, they just nodded randomly as far as they could remember.
- "It's amazing that he was in the same hotel as us."
- "Yes."
Risa-chan murmured with great admiration.
Suzuki-kun nodded frequently at this.
- "There's no point in wasting time here, let's go."
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Taking a step forward, Takeuchi-kun knocked on the room's door.
There was a dry sound of an explosion.
The other three members looked at him with a mysterious look on their faces.
It was midnight, when the plants and trees were sleeping. There was no other sound in the quiet corridor of the hotel, where there was no trace of people. A knock sounded very loud. But no matter how long I waited, there was no response.
Feeling embarrassed, Takeuchi called three more times.
Then, after a while, there was an answer on the other side of the door.
It was the sound of someone walking.
After a short time, the door opened to the sound of a key being unlocked.
- "You guys can at least open the door yourselves..."
It was Francisca who left the room.
She was about to complain about not being disturbed, but was surprised by the arrival unexpected. He blinked at the encounter. Before having made a great investigation on Nishino, had obtained some information about Takeuchi-kun and the others as well.
So she was puzzled as to why her classmates had come to visit her.
In response to this, Takeuchi-kun continued talking, not realizing that they were in the wrong room.
- "U-Uhm, Tarosuke-san told me to come here, but..."
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The tone of the investigation was not unusual.
Unexpectedly, an immensely beautiful woman appeared, and she was somewhat tenacious in Takeuchi-kun. No matter how handsome he was, he would become confused in front of Francisca. Never had had the experience of spending the night with someone as beautiful as her, even if it was most handsome man in his class. That's why he was so discreet.
The insinuation of too big breasts, which were about to overflow from the dress, drew everyone's attention, not only to him, but also to Suzuki, and even to Risa-chan and Matsuura-san together. They were surprised by the foreign standard. Risa-chan, on the other hand, is very modest.
- We were being chased by a strange group of people, and Tarosuke helped us.
- "... Tarosuke?"
Just before asking who he was, his thoughts turned to the grievance of the day before yesterday.
This and that about the kidnapping incident
Now that I think about it, the name of a Japanese actor was on the paperwork, he says in his mind.
Also, his brilliant mind quickly resolved the situation when he remembered some footage that had been happening in the next room during the day. Maybe, he thought, they were in the wrong room. Nishino would never admit it, but, in fact, Francisca was a very talented woman.
- "Aah, so it must be next door?"
- "Huh?"
- "This is the room I took. If you're looking for the set, it's the room next door."
- "Ah..."
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As he pointed out, Takeuchi-kun's face flushed with shame.
- "I-I understand."
Looking at the handsome Asian man who was becoming impatient, Francisca suddenly thought in it.
I think it would be a good idea to sell my help to Nishino.
- "For help, do you want to call the police, by any chance?"
- "Ah yes, I would like to contact them if I could, but..."
- "Well, in that case, I'll see what I can do."
- "Huh? Y-You okay? I'm a complete stranger to you."
- "It's no big deal for me to call the police. And if they're in trouble, it's best. Why don't wait here for a moment? I'll call you right away."
More than anything, Francisca wanted to keep them from swimming badly around the city and getting into problems again. For some reason, she is very compassionate to her classmates, so which is also a constant source of problems.
- "Thank you. It helps me enormously."
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- "No problem. Do you mind if I get your hotel and room number? I'll call you. to go there. If you are afraid to walk outside, you can wait here in the room if want."
- "Ah, we stayed in a hotel, then."
- "Ah, it's a coincidence, isn't it? Well, you'll have to wait in the room."
- "I understand. Thank you for everything."
If you were to enter the room now, it would be inevitable that you would encounter the kidnappers.
In order to make them wait in a separate place, Francisca went to contact them.
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Shimizu and Tarosuke were in trouble, while Nishino and Rose were chasing them, They frowned at the bad road they were on on their motorcycles. The asphalt pavement was had lost and forced their way through a very uneven rocky surface.
- "What about this path? I think it's a sign of dementia, even if it doesn't make sense Or is it something else? Is this island's police station built on the edge of a cliff?"
- "I think he's in some kind of trouble."
- "If that's the case, we'd better turn around now."
Rose is constantly showing signs of being in a bad mood.
Apparently, she is worried about Nishino's health.
The more they left town, the more they said about maneuvers
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- "Do you have a gun?"
- "... I don't have one."
- "You don't? Then I'm going."
- "You don't really listen to me, do you?"
Controlling the pivoting steering wheel, Nishino rushed forward.
After a while, they arrived at an open area overlooking the sea. It was a spot that reminded to a small hill, and it was possible to confirm the presence of a cliff that stood out in the sea. The futsumen drove the bike forward to a stop.
As they settled into their seats, they became aware of their surroundings.
- "It has a great view. It's a very nice place."
- "This would have been great if the president's score hadn't been lost."
- "Is this all? It's not here."
Rose, who looked around, bowed her head in question.
On the map shown in the terminal, the two icons were almost in the same place, superimposed on the center of the screen. However, there was no confirmation of the appearance of Shimizu in the vicinity.
Immediately after that, Nishino muttered.
- "There it is."
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A little further down the hill where they were standing, their gaze indicated a corner of the same.
There was Tarosuke with a gun ready, and next to him, the class president, watching the situation with a prayerful eye. And in front of them, a dozen meters away, there is the figure of a stranger with a gun ready.
As if that were the case, in the next moment, Tarosuke jumped sideways and moved significantly.
A series of sounds of shots in time.
- "That's the guy who came to the school festival, right?"
- "Are you pretty good at that?"
- "Huh?"
- "No, not at all. I'm just saying."
A man with an aloha shirt collapses in his face, dead.
Tarosuke, on the other hand, has an injured leg, but is still alive. Apparently he was treated by Shimizu and given first aid. This is the moment when the boy of rock has defeated Diego, Aloha's man. This Nishino had an expression of relief.
However, the situation takes a turn beyond that.
- "... Hey, they are."
- "Aah, that's not good."
Nishino nodded to Rose's point.
The two people were relieved to have killed Diego, but there was another man peeping out behind them. Also, the class president didn't seem to notice this. Going out and sneaking out. The man moved to Diego's side, as well as pulling the gun out of his hand.
It was easy for Nishino and Rose to understand what the other party was thinking.
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- "... Do you think they will die?"
- "Hold on tight."
- "Huh? W-Wait, will Nishino-kun..."
There was no time for Rose to finish.
The accelerator is turned and the engine is made to run with a powerful stroke.
From the hill where they were to the bottom of the commissioners, a dozen meters of horizontal distance. If you take into account the difference between up and down, and if has enough momentum, you may not be able to fly. If you work hard, you will be able to reach it just in time. Such a distance.
But right now, Nishino is a normal person.
If he fails, he will not be safe.
He was heading headlong from the cliff into the sea.
- "No, Nishino-kun! You're not at your best, are you?"
- "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."
Futsumen wasted no time in trying to look good in this situation.
That made Rose angry too.
It irritated her because she was worried about her body.
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But it was too late to do anything about it.
- "So..."
- "Here I go!"
The bike accelerated in response to the clutch. He almost shook, and in a moment of panic, he embraced Nishino's body. Her flat breasts squeezed through her shirt and pressed against the back of the futsumen. A virgin bastard, thanks to that, reluctantly, but with a hundred times greater value.
On the edge of the hill, a large and vigorous two-wheeled vehicle flies through the air.
- "He-Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!"
Rose's cry echoed throughout the area.
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Not this time.
Tarosuke holds Shimizu close to his chest to use his own body as a shield against the man's raised muzzle. It is a manifestation of self-sacrifice, inspired by the unusual, if only to hold his body until his opponent's bullets are exhausted.
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Man understands his superiority in this, and unhurriedly pulls the trigger.
It was in the midst of all that.
- "He-Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!"
With the cry of a woman, a motorcycle fell from the sky.
- "That-..."
Right in front of Tarosuke's scared eyes, the body of the bike repelled the guy with the weapon ready.
- "Gah!"
With a short scream, the man's body rises into the air. It is not comparable to the jump side that Tarosuke showed a few minutes ago. Continuing in an arc, the man threw himself vigorously towards the other side of the cliff.
With a brief crash, a column of water rises into the dark night sea.
The flying motorcycle, on the other hand, stopped abruptly.
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The man's body served as a cushion, and he landed without much bounce. However, the momentum cattle beforehand is not so easily killed. At this rate, like man, it would be a line Straight across the cliff
Naturally, Nishino was desperate to avoid it.
The brakes, squeezed as tight as they could, made a sharp squeal. The gears were immediately lowered into first gear and screamed with a thud. The bodywork of the bike, leaned to the edge, skidded and the muffler and steps scraped against the soil sparkled.
Still, it's not enough to slow down.
Finally, Rose, unable to look, jumps out of the back seat. Under the rear fender, grab the painting with both hands and step on it with his own feet to reach the ground. He began to dragging both feet to the ground and started.
Two lines are joined by scraping the face of the rocks.
Her favorite heels are a few meters away from burning.
With the help of her efforts to do so, the bike slid to the very edge of the cliff and stopped.
- "Haa, haaa, haa, haa..."
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With both hands still gripping the frame, Rose looks serious, wobbly and stocky.
Her heart beats in her chest.
No kidding, she said with a look on her face. The next moment, she was embracing Nishino, her own body a cushioning premise, a devoted girl who was ready to dive off the cliff. He cannot bear to kill his beloved in this place.
On the other hand, it is Nishino who chooses to be cynical and looks the same as always.
As he rested on a motorcycle, he spoke with a shallow smile on his mouth.
It is a rather irritating posture, as he is mumbling while leaning his elbows on the steering wheel. The leather jacket and wild design sunglasses do not fit well. Plus, the option of a Rose crouched in the back of the phone adds to the stupidity
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- "Ni-Nishino... Have you seen it?"
Still, the handsome man who worshipped this seemed to have found a Buddha in hell.
He looked at it with an impressed expression.
With Shimizu resting his shoulders, he is looking at futsumen in a one knee stance on the floor.
- "A hundred points, I guess."
Nishino says in a casual tone.
- "A shot in this dark area is quite a feat."
- "No, to tell you the truth, all this was almost an accident..."
- "I guess it's one of those things where luck is power."
- "I-In that case, why don't you give me some more points?"
- "What don't you understand?"
- "What do you mean, what don't I understand? Isn't it usually a red note?"
Tarosuke did his best to speak lightly while enduring the pain in his thigh. He remembered the incident the night before last. The rating he received in heaven was a 5 out of 1,000. In fact, it was a kind of red dot that he was quite worried about.
To this, futsumen continued in a very abrupt way.
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- "You didn't make any mistakes. The score is a perfect 100."
- "Wh-..."
- "Thank you for helping the president. I appreciate it."
She tried to express her gratitude in a surprisingly honest way.
Instantly, Tarosuke's face became distorted.
Apparently, he was happy.
Suddenly something warm came out of his chest and he was crying and laughing.
But, still, this Tarosuke is a creature who cannot be honest.
- "D-Don't you do it for me?"
- "That's not the point. You're the one who saved his life."
- "... I-It's true."
Futsumen repeated his honest words of thanks.
This seemed to work very well for Tarosuke. However, when his eyes got warm, He squeezed his tear glands to prevent the drops from spilling. The flesh around His eyes began to tremble and move as he repaired the sleep he was trying to get down.
- "Is your leg okay?"
- "Hell, it's-it's like a mosquito bite."
- "I used to see mosquitoes with big needles."
- "But I feel it. I'm sorry I ruined your girlfriend's personal life."
- "Then you'll have to keep working on it."
- "He'll tell you."
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It was a conversation that made him tremble when he heard it.
The mummified goose bumps appeared on both arms of the president when she heard the exchange at your side. It may have been somewhat neutralized by Tarosuke's presence, but Yet, apparently, it was still something out of the ordinary for her.
- "Hey, Nishino-kun!"
Naturally, the question comes to her mind. She wondered what could make Tarosuke so happy or content. As usual, futsun's authoritarian attitude made him feel a feeling of animosity, even if she was not involved in the incident.
However, Tarosuke, for some reason, is smiling and exchanging words with Nishino.
Finally, he doesn't understand the situation. Instead, she is in a hurry to appeal to him to go to the hospital before that. Their hands are bright red from being wet with blood of Tarosuke. Even for the untrained eye, it is not an injury that can be left untreated.
- "What is it? President."
- "What were you talking about with Tarou-san?"
In any case, the president was not at peace with herself.
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After all the chafing and so forth, Nishino and the others returned to the hotel after the problem was over.
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In any case, it was to treat his injuries.
For transportation, they used a cab that Nishino called through Francisca. The reason they went to the hotel instead of the hospital is because futsumen suggested that the doctor they called before leaving would be waiting for them now.
They were in the car for a while.
When Tarosuke saw the main entrance to the hotel, he said in a careless voice.
- "Nishino and his friends stayed in this hotel?"
- "What do you mean?"
- "Aah, my work was being filmed in this hotel."
- "Were you the ones making all that noise in the next room?"
- "I-I'm sorry. It's a little crowded."
They walked through the lobby and down the hall, exchanging words at random. How is it midnight, no other sign of the people was felt. They went up and down the stairs. With Rose at the head of the group, Nishino, with Tarosuke behind him, and Shimizu walking behind of him.
In front of the class president, futsumen and the handsome man exchange ideas as if were friends who have known each other for a long time. She has heard beforehand that the two are not related.
For her, who is a school caste supremacist, this is an incomprehensible scene.
- "How is it that Nishino-kun and Tarou-san are so close?"
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A detailed murmur that no one can hear.
It was the class president who had many things she did not understand during the past night.
After a while, they were about to arrive at the room they were looking for.
They were on their way when suddenly they heard a voice that sounded familiar.
- "Hey, onee-san, I was wondering if you'd like to open this with me. I'd like to thank you."
- "Oh, thank you. But don't thank me for this, okay? I'd rather they wait in their rooms and be quiet. It's late at night, you know? We don't want to disturb the other guests by making too much noise."
- "In that case, how about a drink at least?"
At the door of the room they were looking for, Takeuchi-kun was approaching Francisca.
Even the grumpy Obasan seems to be fed up with this. No matter how handsome he is Takeuchi, it's just a matter of being an Asian student. It's not a problem for her, already who has never had a problem with a man in her life, but it was only a annoyance.
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- "... Francisca, what are you doing?"
Futsumen mumbled the name, which naturally caused everyone to stop walking.
In any case, it is Nishino who is on the side of his teammates. Besides, if Francisca committed a mistake, the judgment of the situation will naturally be hard for her. Along with the color of her voice mixed with guilt, he asked the question with an even more nervous look than usual.
Francisca and Takeuchi-kun's gaze also moved as they heard the familiar voice. The first looked at them from the other side of the ajar door. Instead, it's Takeuchi-kun, with a sake bottle in your hand, sliding between the door and the wall, as if you were approaching her.
By the way, he bought this bottle the day before yesterday as a souvenir of Athens.
- "Ara, h-how long have I been waiting for you..."
Francisca murmured with an uncomfortable expression.
This is different, she said, in an attractive way. There is a wild atmosphere, as if a woman married woman who took in a man while her husband was away would have been caught in the scene. Not that Francisca is to blame for anything. It's just that she has a sexy smell that doesn't can stop spraying daily.
Thanks to this, a look of amazement naturally appeared on Takeuchi-kun's face.
His eyes opened wide and looked at the people lined up in the hallway.
- "Huh? Why is Nishino here...?"
Even the most handsome man in the class was stunned by this situation.
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- "Isn't that Tarou-san? And Rose-chan, why are you with Nishino..."
Witnessing her reaction, Tarosuke asked Nishino in a low voice.
- "Nishino, have you informed your classmates that you are working...?"
- "Do you think I will let them know about my work?"
- "... Don't you?"
It was a bit funny, partly because of Shimizu's case.
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again thank you for translating this, if I had one complaint it would be how the Class Rep/ Chairman keeps getting refered to as a man via using he or his when referring to the.
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