[Chapter:3][Me? Lazy?]
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The abrupt silence made me blink as I groggily opened my eyes.
"Hm? Class is over?"
Looking up, however, I was proved wrong as I found the teacher who was supposed to be singing the lullaby called second order equations looking at me silently.
"Student Tanaka."
"Yup?"
"Were you sleeping just now?"
"Yup."
Oh, oh, a vein just popped on his forehead! Awesome, I finally saw the typical anime vein popping!
Even though I've already lived in this world for almost three years now, there are still many things I haven't experienced, and the anime vein popping is one of them.
"I have the feeling you just thought of something really rude, but I'll ignore it for now."
Oooh! The famous anime girl intuition? But wait, teacher, you're an old man in his late sixties aren't you?
Wait! Could it be…teacher actually likes to cosplay as a young girl in his private time and actually fooled himself into thinking he's a young girl!?
I can't believe it! Teacher! You…
"…calm down Takuzo…calm down…you're nearly seventy and have high blood pressure too…don't let this brat kill you from anger…"
The old teacher began to take deep and long breaths as a comical '#' mark appeared on the side of his forehead.
I wonder what made him so angry?
"Tanaka…"
My best friend / top tier wife candidate Oota called out to me.
"You just said all that out loud."
"Oooh…no wonder old Taku looks like a pregnant wife on her delivery date."
*thud!*
"Ahh! Sensei! Takuzo-sensei fainted from anger!"
I blinked and looked back to where the old teacher was standing just a moment ago, only to look down and see him lying on the ground motionless.
"Oota."
"Yes, Tanaka?"
"If I got to jail for Old Taku's death, help me beg the jailor to give me more sleep time."
"…oh."
Oota looked at me with a weird expression before nodding his head. Thank you Oota, you truly are my best friend / top tier wife candidate.
Old Taku was then taken away by the teacher who probably hates me the most, the PE teacher. Poor Taku, don't die. I got so used to your old and husky voice, I might not be able to fall asleep peacefully if some other teacher replaces you.
*Ding* *Dong* *Ding* *Dong*
"Tanaka, let's go home."
"Hm."
I nodded as I placed back my pillow-*cough* I mean my books whose covers I had specifically changed to soft padded ones so that they would be more comfortable to sleep o-*cough* I mean so that they wouldn't hurt anyone if I accidentally dropped them on someone's head into my bag.
Then, I stretched my hands towards Oota.
"Up! You! Go!"
My trusted buddy lifted me up with one hand, making a little more effort than normal since I seem to have put on a little more weight recently. Not fat, of course.
"Tanaka, did your muscles get bigger?"
"Yup."
"How envious. I have to work so hard to maintain my six pacs while you only sleep, sleep, and sleep."
"Yup."
"Forget it, go back to sleep. I'll wake you up when we arrive at your house."
"Yup."
Oota sighed as he carried me, my bag, as well as his own bag, and walked out of the room.
As for me, I twisted my body till I got into my usual comfortable position and smiled as I slipped back into the land of dreams.
Ahh, Oota, we should really get married my ideal wife…
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"Tanaka. Tanaka."
I felt my body nudged as I opened my eyes.
"Oh, Oota. We're home?"
"Yes."
I nodded as Oota let me down. Although I'd like it if he could put me down on my bed instead, so I could continue dreaming of the pleasant spring breeze as I lie down on my rocking hammock…
Ah, no good, I'm feeling sleepy again.
Anyway, Rino, my little sister, doesn't like Oota for some reason beyond me. Oh, wait, I know. It's because the little cutie is a bro-con and thinks Oota would take me away from her.
A pity, otherwise, I could have Oota move into our house. That way, I can have my dearest top tier wife candidate take care of me 24/7.
"See you tomorrow, Oota."
"Watch your step, Tanaka."
Oota kept looking at me till I opened the door before turning around and walking towards his home. Ah, but the way, I've always been pretty good at stocks, so even though I'm technically only sixteen and a first year high schooler, I'm a tiny billionaire. So I and Rino live in a pretty big house. And I specifically bought one close to Oota's house so that it's more convenient for him to drop me home. I'm such a good friend, aren't I?
My parents? Unfortunately, they passed away many years ago. A distant cousin of my late father is mine and Rino's guardian, and sends up allowance every month till I turn eighteen and get the family's inheritance. Not that I need it since my own savings are over a hundred times that. But only I, Rino, and Oota know that I'm rich. No need to brag about a sixteen year old boy and his fourteen year old little sister being worth billions, after all.
"Rino's not home? Oh, today's her club day."
Unlike me, who is a part of the go-home club, and Oota, who seldom visits the cooking club he's a part of since he only joined to make his daily dose of sweets, Rino is a part of the kendo club. It's a little different from what I imagined the sweet shy little girl to be interested in, but she pretty good at it, so why not? And it might be useful too, although I hope she would never have to use it.
…I just set a flag didn't I? Hmmm….
Nah, probably not. This is a slice-of-life story and not an action story after all.
"Now…what should I do?"
I could cook dinner, I could clean the house, I could do my homework, I could…
Take a nap?
Taking a nap sounds good.
Yeah, why don't I take a nap…
((Ding!))
Hmm?
I blinked at the sudden notification sound ringing in my mind. I was confused for a moment, before a thought occurred to me, making me take out the smartphone that I hadn't used as anything more than for levelling my rickety chair, or as Rino's make up mirror, or as Oota's…
Er, now that I think about it, I used it quite a lot didn't I? Poor Smartphone, thank Cael it's indestructible.
Looking at the screen, the app that hadn't finished getting installed for exactly three years now finally changed.
I'm feeling pretty sleepy right now…a nap would be nice…
But I technically waited for this for three years…even though I totally forgot about it after the first week…
Hmmm…
Should I?