His Childhood Friend is a Beautiful, Reclusive Girl, So He Spends His After-School Hours in Her Room (But He’s Not Her Boyfriend!) - Ch. 82: Experimental Mini-Interlude: Mikami of Highschool (Epilogue) + Yuika's Room

Okay, so let’s just touch on the ending of this one.
The captain of the girl’s basketball had someone she liked.
It seemed that the culprit who was snooping around the locker room this time was the person she liked.

This was the reason why she had said she wanted to go to the culprit’s class to discuss it, and why she had gone to the locker room alone without waiting for me.

The culprit was a first-year boy, a younger childhood friend of hers.

Ah…I see, a childhood friend.
After hearing all this, I was convinced of many things.

I was asked by the student council President to “catch the voyeur”, but when I looked at the documents given to me in the student council room, I found that the actual request was a little different.

The student council President said to “catch the culprit if he was who I thought he was and if he was taking pictures of other members of the club.”

In other words, if her childhood friend was only targeting her, the captain was going to settle it with a personal lecture.
He did not question the fact that she was being filmed.

“I-Is that so!? Sa-chan!?”
“Hey, don’t stop moving your hand and keep cleaning. I’ll break your jaw next time.”
“Ow! Hiya! Sorry, Mikami-senpai!”

Currently, the culprit and I are cleaning up the broken glass.
I’m holding a dustpan and the first-year boy is sweeping up the glass fragments with a broom.

The captain said, “Glass broken! Pay attention to it!” We were summarizing the incident as we worked on our tasks when the first-year boy’s hand stopped at an unexpected revelation, and I immediately raised an eyebrow at him.

I was wondering what kind of villainous face this yearling would have, but to my surprise, he turned out to be a small, simple, puppyish boy.

Of course, he’s not as good as my younger brother, who is a beautiful boy, but he has an air of protectiveness about him. Along with the captain, they were more like onee and itouto than childhood friends.

However, since I gave him an iron fist, his cheeks are now swollen to the point of being funny, and he has a poultice on them.

As for why the first-year boy was taking secret photos, it seems to be the result of his romantic feelings for the captain and his adolescent impulses. Well, it’s a common story in our school full of weirdos.

The hidden camera set up by the first-year boy was collected by the science club during lunch break, and all the data, including those stored in the cloud via the Internet, was analyzed by Arko-san.

In other words, the captain was the only victim.
And she did not want him to be punished too harshly.
Which was why.

“Well, I guess we’ll just have to give him a stern warning this time. I’ll report it to the student council President.”

I told them as we walked out of the club building after the cleaning.

“Mikami-kun…is that alright?”
“Yeah, it’s just for this one time, to save your reputation.”
“I’m sorry. Thank you very much, Mikami-senpai!”

The first-year boy thanked me and I quickly grabbed him by the collar.

“Ah? Are you sure to be relieved so fast? No matter what, spy photography is a crime. I’ll be keeping a close eye on you from now on. The next time you stray from the path, I’ll seriously break your jaw.”
“Heeeee! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’ll never spy again! I swear on my heart!”

The first year nodded his head as if his head was about to fall off.

But the truth is, although I sound harsh, I could feel what he was feeling. It’s rather very understandable.

I’d like to see some erotic images of Yuika. I want it so badly that I even wanted to get my hands on it. Those kinds of feelings.
But of course, images without the consent of the person in question are guilty.

And if I indulge him here, it won’t be good for him.
Even though the Captain was soft on him, I’m going to be tough on him, and I’m going to keep an eye on him to make sure he doesn’t go off the rails again.

“Listen! If you like her, don’t sneak around in hidden places. If you can’t stand it anymore, just jump on her! Don’t forget to always be serious about it!”
“Mikami-senpai…no, Aniki! Yes, I’ll do my best!”
“Umm…Mikami-kun? I don’t like the idea of my boy being taught strange things, but…”

As the phrase “my boy” suggests, this time their feelings for each other were laid bare, and the captain and the first-year boy decided to go out with each other.

Love begins with a spy camera.
I don’t know if it’s a subtle thing, but it happens a lot in our school.

By the way, the sixth-period class has already started.
I had no choice but to call the principal and ask him to exempt me from the class if I would do a special assignment for the three of us at a later date.

Since I’m trying to get Yuika to graduate from being a recluse, I can’t afford to skip class.

However, I have no clue what the principal’s special assignment is going to be…
Also, the fact that I’m connected to the principal is a secret from the student council President. The school principal is the last boss for the student council President, here at least.

Well, it’s not the first time I’ve asked to be excused from class, and the student body President is aware of the situation, but the trick is to keep it to myself.

At any rate, I think I’ll ask the student council to pay for the broken glass. The President will look distorted from the news, but he will open his wallet if I tell him that it was an emergency response to protect the captain.

…Well, when I asked about it, the truth was that “it was just the first year crying and flailing his arms around…” I wanted to blur that out, but I didn’t. It was a very important thing for quick thinking on the spot.

“Now, I’ll leave with that…”
“Ah, Mikami-kun. Can I ask you one last question?”

As I was about to leave, the captain stopped me.

“What is it? Is there anything else?”
“Well, I was just wondering why…are you helping us like this.”
“Hmm? That’s because you’ve asked the student council…”

“Of course, this time it’s because I asked the student council for help, but even if I didn’t, Mikami-kun helps a lot of people every day, right?
“Ah, yes, indeed. Aniki is famous!”

The first-year boy leaned forward and interrupted.

“The second-year student, Mikami-senpai, is the only one who can take on the two major factions of the school, the student council, and the delinquent group, and he is the hero of the school, helping everyone regardless of faction!”
“Ah…”

The title popped out, which was personally the hardest for me.
I scratched my head delicately.

“Well, what the heck…I’m not a hero.”
“Eh, but you’re…”
“Yes, you saved us too. Of course, the hero of the whole school.”
“That’s…”

I stammered.
But “hero” is not something I could fool around with.

“Now, it’s become a habit for me to run around like this, but…at first, it was just an ulterior motive.”
“An ulterior motive?”
“Yeah, my childhood friend…Kisaragi Yuika, she’s not at school right now. But she really wants to come back. So…”

When I look up, I see a blue sky.
Underneath it is our school, where Yuika used to go.
The chime for the end of the sixth period rang.
As the sounds echoed, I said a few words of repentance.

“I thought that if I helped someone, that someone would be on Yuika’s side.”

Yuika is afraid of the outside world.
So I wanted her to have as many allies as possible.

The people in this school are noisy, bustling, dangerous, but they are all people I could truly trust.
If all these people were on Yuika’s side, she wouldn’t have to feel afraid of the world anymore, right?

That’s why every time there was a problem, I got involved and went around helping everyone I could.
Thanks to that, I’ve made connections with the President, the delinquent leader, Arko-san, and many others, and before I knew it, I was being called the hero of the school.

But that’s not true.
I’m not a hero.

“I’m not a hero, like a hyper-agent, or a space guard, or a warrior, or a rider, a hero fights for justice, not self-interest. I’m not a hero because I’m helping people with ulterior motives. I’m just…a shameless fake.”

I mocked myself and looked down.
And then the captain and the first-year boy looked at each other. I blinked my eyes and opened my mouth.

“Um, is Aniki a umm, by any chance…chuunibyou? Ah, maybe gounibyou?”
“To put it bluntly, he’s an idiot, right? That’s what makes him cute.”
“Eh, what is this!? I just made a rather serious confession, and your reactions are terrible!”

“No I mean,” the first year continued.

“You run around every day for your childhood friend, don’t you? That’s not an ulterior motive for anyone.”

And then, just as he was about to say something, the captain blocked the first-year boy’s mouth.

“—Mu, Sa-chan?”
“Maybe that’s not something we should say. It’s something that someone more appropriate should say to Mikami-kun someday.”

The captain gave a wry chuckle at the atmosphere

“In the meantime, when Kisaragi-san comes back to school, we will welcome her with open arms. And if there’s anything else you need help with at school, just let me know. We’ll mobilize the entire women’s basketball team to help.”
“Ah, and if you ever need a hidden camera, just let me know. I’m confident in the resolution.”
“…What did you take of me with that resolution? You haven’t learned your lesson by any chance?”
“—!? I’m sorry, I’m just lying, Sa-chan!”

They started to flirt with each other.
Just somehow, I think it’s going to work out, these two. I hope that the childhood friend couple will be happy.

Anyway.
I straightened my back and bowed deeply.

“Thank you, both of you. I will let you know if Yuika ever needed your help, please lend me a hand then.”

The couple pouted and laughed at the same time.

“Ahhhh he just thanked me.”
“We’re on opposite sides of the fence, Aniki.”
“Hmm? Oh, I see. Well, it’s fine.”

I laughed along with him and was about to leave captain the manager spoke up again.

“Ah, yes! Mikami-kun, wait a minute. I found some good stuff in the locker room.”

…So the thing that the captain brought to me turned out to be an unexpected reward for me.

Then, after school.
Today is another day, and I’ve come to Yuika’s room.
I knocked appropriately and opened the door.

“Yuika, I’m here. …What are you doing?”
“Fufufu, I’m glad you asked.”

When I entered the room, Yuika was lying flat on the floor.
her hand outstretched, fiddling with her laptop.

“My muscles are sore and I can’t move, but my fingers are fine, so I’ve been writing my novel like this. I’m amazing! I’m the model of a writer, continuing to write even with wounds.”
“But did you eat anything? There’s another tray in front of your room.”

I put the tray on the glass table and put my school bag aside.
Then Yuika rolled over and moved toward me.

…Wow, there’s an F-cup wrapped in pajamas coming towards me, puffing and bouncing.

“Ah, glimpse count one.”
“Ugh…”

The count was taken.
Yuika came to a stop in front of me, and I’m on my back.

I wanted to pay attention to the magnificent F-cups that are not defeated by gravity, but I have to hold back for now because she would take count again.
I was sitting on the floor, and Yuika put her head on my leg.

“Mmm, paradise.”
“Paradise(physical) is good, though. So did you eat? If you don’t eat properly, you’ll end up in paradise(heaven).”

“I’m fine. Yesterday, Souta brought me a cereal bar from the kitchen, right? I ate it, so I won’t starve to death today.”
“Ah, I had brought some for emergency rations for you on my way home. But that doesn’t mean you’ve eaten. Come on, I’ll feed you again, you need to have a proper meal…”

“Ehhh, I’m not hungry. I ate a bar, dummy.”
“I’m telling you, a bar is not a meal. A bar isn’t a meal.”

“Don’t you dare criticize the bar! Even the bar is working hard! It’s raising a little girl on his own!”
“Bar is a hardworking father now!? Isn’t it usually an old lady character!?”

“Well, I don’t care about the bar.”
“You don’t care about the bar… but you even gave it a personality that seems to have a foundation.”

Poor bar…I hope Reason-san can learn a little from this.
Yuika was on her back, raising her hand and flicking my knee.

“More importantly, please praise Yuika-chan. She endured the muscle pain and wrote a good novel. Praise me, praise me, praise me, praise me!”
“Yes, yes, I get it.”

Normally, I would stroke her hair, but since she was on her back, I couldn’t do it properly.
Instead, I put my hands between her cheeks and smooshed them.

“It’s a good thing you’re doing well. You’re a good girl.”
“Heh heh heh.”

The princess was in a good mood as she broke into a grin.
After giving her a lot of praise, I reached for my school bag.

“Yuika, I’ve brought you something good today.”
“Good stuff? A hundred trillion yen worth of billing cards?”
“That’s more than the national budget. If I have that much money, I should buy a country instead of paying bills.”

“I don’t need a country, I just need to be able to pull the gacha for my heroic spirits.”
“Don’t speak like a high tyrant of the past. Also, it’s not that. It’s for sore muscles.”

“Ah, you mean a poultice? That smelly thing…”
“I know. That’s why I brought the non-smelly ones.”

I took out a poultice in a spray can.
The can is a spray type, but it’s a gel-type medicine that doesn’t smell and is said to be very effective.

“Doesn’t it smell?”
“No. It was given to me by a senior member of the basketball team. It’s endorsed by the athletic department, so you can trust it.”
“Wow.”

Picking up the spray can, Yuika looked at it curiously.

“But Souta is a homecoming club member, how did you get it from the basketball club?”
“I was helping out with the student council and happened to meet her. Well, that’s always the way.”
“Let me try. Ah, I can’t smell it.”

When Yuika put the thick gel in her hand and smelled it, Yuika’s face lit up.
She then places the spray can carelessly on her cleavage.

—Cleavage! Yes, there it is, my childhood friend’s natural defenselessness! That’s what I was talking about!

I was astonished to find that a can of a size of a plastic bottle was fixed in there.
It was a very natural move as if there was nowhere else to put it.

And Yuika’s defenselessness was even more fierce.
The gel-covered palm of her hand was pointed at me.

“Well, Souta.”

Yuika said as if it was obvious, with an innocent voice.
She’s on her back, upside down, looking up.

“Here, put this on for me.”

I was shocked and stiffened.
I looked at the plumping gel and the plumping F-cups.

“What…the heck…!?”

That’s what I had to say.