Chapter 5

After a while, the self introductions eventually reached her.

Gyaru stalker presented herself to the class, with as much charm as a hostess in a nightclub.

Despite her words, Ikkamiya found that her introduction was actually a lot of fluff.

He had his hand on his chin, looking to the back of the class at her, with a look of sincere boredom.

Gyaru went on… and on… about things like: what she liked to do on the weekends, her favorite color, what her favorite singer was.

It got the majority class interested in her, very quickly.

Ikkamiya watched her still, waiting for a very important piece of information though.

He needed to know what her name was.

And eventually she got to it.

Ikkamiya's eyes widened again, his pupils glowing green, growing impatient, waiting for it.

"…So anyways, I'm Hijiki Minami, good ta meetcha guys."

As soon as he said, he turned back around in his seat to look forward.

It bothered him, as he knew she was a foreigner, just by looking at her, but why was her name in japanese?

And with that, the rest of class was going without a hitch.

Lively with chatter, Hijiki seemingly lit up the room.

Hayasaka went over the classroom procedures and what to expect over the coming school year.

It was enough to make him want to sleep.

With a sudden lack of stimulation and information for him to intake, he felt enervated.

The blessing he was bestowed with, had a great penalty at moments like these.

Batting his eyes from his left to his right, he continuously wondered when the class would end.

He found those 50 minutes to be pure torture.

Eventually the bell chimed.

This period was over and he had to move to his original classroom for the rest of the day.

When he stood up and bent down to pick up his bag, Ikkamiya heard footsteps closing in.

He braced for an incoming Hijiki.

Slinging his bag over his shoulder, he turned to her.

Attempting to intimidate her once again, he was wide-eyed, staring her down.

"Yeah?"

Ikkamiya failed to deter her.

Hijiki came closer, until she was only a few inches from his face.

As he had little to no experience with girls, his defense against her was weak.

Red in the face, he asked:

"W-what… why… are you so close to me…"

Surprised with the sudden titillation, and not knowing what to do, his eyes darted around.

Now instead of staring her in the eyes, he looked at all of the details of her face.

He saw much more, now that she was this close.

The bridge of her nose was wide.

Naturally thick and long eyelashes.

She had hair clips in, to move bangs out of her vision.

The more he saw, the more anxious he became.

Looking away, he said:

"I… can I go…"

Without any warning, she grabbed his arm.

Stars in her eyes, there was one big question she had to ask:

"So, whats Satsuki like!"

Confused, he looked at her.

It was a look of perplexity.

Eyebrows raised, now hiding behind his bangs.

Before what she said really hit him.

Now, with a look of disdain, he pulled away, sighed and replied with:

"Wow. All of this buildup, and the first thing you wanna know about is my sister. I'm gonna go now. Don't grab me like that again, or I'll show you more than my bark."