ow…”
“…Are you, uh, angry about something?”
“I’m just a tad annoyed at hearing an unpleasant name. They’re the competition, after all.”
Kojou exhaled roughly as Natsuki let him go. As Kojou pressed on his stretched earlobes…
“Competition…to National CDAs, you mean?”
Natsuki gave Kojou a frosty warning as she looked him over.
“They’ll come to kill in earnest, even against a Primogenitor. That’s what they were made for, after all. Do take care not to approach anyone related to the Lion King Agency.”
“…Made for?”
Kojou asked with a dubious look, but Natsuki clicked her tongue as if she’d said too much and did not say another word about it.
It seemed that in the end, Natsuki’s answer was:
Don’t go near the Lion King Agency.
“Ah, right. Natsuki, there’s a staff meeting for the middle school today, isn’t there?”
As Natsuki moved to leave the classroom, Kojou stopped her with another question. Natsuki dubiously raised an eyebrow.
“And what business do you have with the middle school, Akatsuki?”
“Ah, er. Just had something to ask Ms. Sasasaki, my little sister’s homeroom teacher.”
“Misaki?”
Natsuki’s face grimaced unpleasantly. Now that he thought about it, she and the junior high school teacher Misaki Sasasaki shared the same alma mater, and for some reason, got along famously poorly. Sure enough, Natsuki made a blunt, sharp expression.
“As if I’d know anything about the people in junior high. Go see for yourself.”
“…I’ll do that.”
Kojou meekly went along with Natsuki’s words. He instinctively determined that this wasn’t a subject he wanted to get dragged into.
However, that was hardly enough to restore Natsuki’s humor after being bent out of shape.
“Incidentally, Kojou…”
“Yes?”
Natsuki’s black lace fan lashed out. He didn’t know she’d done it, but Kojou’s forehead was struck with enough force to cave a normal person’s skull. Kojou fell right on his back.
“Why do you call her
Ms.
Sasasaki and me
Natsuki
?! I told you, don’t you
Natsuki
me!”
Her skirt in a flutter, Natsuki left those words behind as she violently took her leave.
“Shit… Corporal punishment’s…not cool,” Kojou murmured weakly, looking up at the ceiling as he held his forehead.
6
Saikai Academy was a coed institution with middle and high school integrated. Itogami City had a large, youthful population, and the large-scale, mundane school was a reflection of it.
But, fated to share the critical lack of land as all construction on Itogami Island, the school site was difficult to call
spacious
. The gym, pool, cafeteria, and many other facilities were shared between the middle and high school sections; for that reason, there was an unusually large number of chances for high school students to see junior high school students on school grounds.
On the other hand, it was rare for a student of the high school section to visit the junior high school section; it just wasn’t necessary.
As Kojou thus felt a mix of vague familiarity and vague unease, he found himself standing absentmindedly before the junior high school section’s staff room, somewhere he hadn’t visited in quite some time.
Kojou held in his hand the white wallet he’d picked up at the shopping mall the day before.
The one dropped by Yukina Himeragi.
If the story he’d heard from Nagisa was true, that spear-wielding girl had apparently transferred into the Saikai Academy junior high school section. The student ID in the wallet also backed up Nagisa’s testimony.
That being the case, it’d be faster to get it back to Yukina Himeragi by handing it to her homeroom teacher than to the police. That thought was why he’d come out of his way here to the junior high school section.
“Sorry, Akatsuki. Ms. Sasasaki doesn’t seem to have come in today.”
So said an elderly teacher who Kojou didn’t recognize, suddenly bringing his plan to a halt.
“Ah,
“…Are you, uh, angry about something?”
“I’m just a tad annoyed at hearing an unpleasant name. They’re the competition, after all.”
Kojou exhaled roughly as Natsuki let him go. As Kojou pressed on his stretched earlobes…
“Competition…to National CDAs, you mean?”
Natsuki gave Kojou a frosty warning as she looked him over.
“They’ll come to kill in earnest, even against a Primogenitor. That’s what they were made for, after all. Do take care not to approach anyone related to the Lion King Agency.”
“…Made for?”
Kojou asked with a dubious look, but Natsuki clicked her tongue as if she’d said too much and did not say another word about it.
It seemed that in the end, Natsuki’s answer was:
Don’t go near the Lion King Agency.
“Ah, right. Natsuki, there’s a staff meeting for the middle school today, isn’t there?”
As Natsuki moved to leave the classroom, Kojou stopped her with another question. Natsuki dubiously raised an eyebrow.
“And what business do you have with the middle school, Akatsuki?”
“Ah, er. Just had something to ask Ms. Sasasaki, my little sister’s homeroom teacher.”
“Misaki?”
Natsuki’s face grimaced unpleasantly. Now that he thought about it, she and the junior high school teacher Misaki Sasasaki shared the same alma mater, and for some reason, got along famously poorly. Sure enough, Natsuki made a blunt, sharp expression.
“As if I’d know anything about the people in junior high. Go see for yourself.”
“…I’ll do that.”
Kojou meekly went along with Natsuki’s words. He instinctively determined that this wasn’t a subject he wanted to get dragged into.
However, that was hardly enough to restore Natsuki’s humor after being bent out of shape.
“Incidentally, Kojou…”
“Yes?”
Natsuki’s black lace fan lashed out. He didn’t know she’d done it, but Kojou’s forehead was struck with enough force to cave a normal person’s skull. Kojou fell right on his back.
“Why do you call her
Ms.
Sasasaki and me
Natsuki
?! I told you, don’t you
Natsuki
me!”
Her skirt in a flutter, Natsuki left those words behind as she violently took her leave.
“Shit… Corporal punishment’s…not cool,” Kojou murmured weakly, looking up at the ceiling as he held his forehead.
6
Saikai Academy was a coed institution with middle and high school integrated. Itogami City had a large, youthful population, and the large-scale, mundane school was a reflection of it.
But, fated to share the critical lack of land as all construction on Itogami Island, the school site was difficult to call
spacious
. The gym, pool, cafeteria, and many other facilities were shared between the middle and high school sections; for that reason, there was an unusually large number of chances for high school students to see junior high school students on school grounds.
On the other hand, it was rare for a student of the high school section to visit the junior high school section; it just wasn’t necessary.
As Kojou thus felt a mix of vague familiarity and vague unease, he found himself standing absentmindedly before the junior high school section’s staff room, somewhere he hadn’t visited in quite some time.
Kojou held in his hand the white wallet he’d picked up at the shopping mall the day before.
The one dropped by Yukina Himeragi.
If the story he’d heard from Nagisa was true, that spear-wielding girl had apparently transferred into the Saikai Academy junior high school section. The student ID in the wallet also backed up Nagisa’s testimony.
That being the case, it’d be faster to get it back to Yukina Himeragi by handing it to her homeroom teacher than to the police. That thought was why he’d come out of his way here to the junior high school section.
“Sorry, Akatsuki. Ms. Sasasaki doesn’t seem to have come in today.”
So said an elderly teacher who Kojou didn’t recognize, suddenly bringing his plan to a halt.
“Ah,
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