Even though it was the first year of high school, they had really just changed buildings.
Sen Getsusa looked around the familiar-looking building with ease. After changing her shoes on the first floor, she went up to the second floor via the stairs.
As soon as she entered the classroom, she saw Aki Tomoya slumped lifelessly over his desk, his dark circles very prominent.
In the row to his side, Eriri was focused on filling out an information card, her back straight. Indeed, this unreliable young lady always maintained this 'pure maiden' act at school.
When Sen Getsusa entered, the class went silent for a moment. Several gazes swept over her clearly. Aki Tomoya sat up abruptly, and Eriri also looked up, waving at her.
"It truly is fate that brings us together, Tsukihime Your Highness!" He greeted her in a low voice as Sen Getsusa passed by.
"School's started, Tomoya. Has your soul not come back yet...?" Sen Getsusa rolled her eyes, turned, and walked to Eriri's desk, pointing at the one next to it.
"I'll sit next to you, Ms. Sparkling~"
Only after Sen Getsusa put down her bag with a smile did Eriri look around and lean in with puffed cheeks. "Hey, have you heard?"
Hmm?
Sen Getsusa turned to look around the new class.
"Heard what?"
"There's a..." She tapped her forehead near her blonde hair. "A Child with a problem here who's enrolling."
A problem? Sen Getsusa thought for a moment.
"I've seen Alzheimer's recently..."
"Idiot! Who gets Alzheimer's at such a young age!" Eriri 'fiercely' bared her little canine teeth. "It's a Child with some mild intellectual disability. Intellectual impairment, you know?"
Sen Getsusa glanced at Aki Tomoya.
Eriri followed the girl's gaze, and then, exchanging a look with Sen Getsusa, the two of them nodded.
"Exactly, that kind of situation."
"Also, I heard a rich young lady is enrolling soon too. In a few days, some title like 'Fourth Greatest Beauty' will probably appear..." After finishing her gossip, Eriri continued muttering with a look of disgust.
—Presumably, the person in question would absolutely hate being called the 'Fourth' greatest beauty.
Sen Getsusa patted the top of her head. The soft texture rubbed against her palm, feeling itchy.
"You really love to gossip. Aren't you technically the Number One Beauty?"
Eriri brushed off Sen Getsusa's hand and lifted her chin like a cat. "I am not. Putting someone on some list so casually without their consent is harassment."
"Who would harass you... steal your doujinshi?" Aki Tomoya chimed in.
Eriri glanced at Aki Tomoya.
"Mr. Maid, how was your vacation?"
"Hey, you—"
"Shh..."
Sen Getsusa made a gesture.
The clicking sound of high heels approached from a distance. The door opened.
The whole class fell silent instantly.
Hiratsuka Shizuka pushed the door open, carrying a document folder.
She was dressed in a sharp black professional outfit, draped with a long white coat, and her small tie looked freshly ironed.
Behind her, a girl followed hesitantly. Her hair was a mess, covering her eyes; she wore somewhat old clothes, and her entire presence seemed extremely gloomy and strange.
The girl kept her head down, shuffling along.
Hiratsuka Shizuka stood at the podium, set down the document folder, and looked around with a serious expression for a while. "I am Hiratsuka Shizuka, your Japanese language teacher and life guidance counselor for the next three years."
"If you have any problems, you can come to the office to find me. Also—"
After a simple and direct opening, she introduced the girl who had been looking down as if counting ants.
"Hayami Mari. Due to some mild physiological disabilities, please help her in your daily life."
"Any problems with that?"
There were scattered sounds of agreement.
Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at Hayami Mari, her brow furrowed.
She didn't know what her guardian was thinking.
Could they really have just thrown this intellectually challenged Child in here just to avoid paying medical and nursing fees?
Was there no one else in her family who could take care of her?
Any adult could imagine what would happen to a Child with intellectual disabilities in a group of energetic young people.
But as a teacher, Hiratsuka Shizuka didn't have many options. Besides paying more attention herself, all she could do was... ask someone on the inside for help.
She looked toward Sen Getsusa for some reason.
Sen Getsusa also looked toward her.
As soon as their eyes met, Sen Getsusa knew trouble was coming.
"Ahem, that student over there."
Can't hear you, can't hear you, can't hear you.
￣▽￣
Sen Getsusa slumped on the desk like a dead fish.
You don't know me, and I don't know you.
"The student next to the blonde twin-tails student, with wavy black hair and a brown bear charm on her bag."
"Teacher Hiratsuka."
Sen Getsusa stood up with a blank face.
Hiratsuka Shizuka surveyed Sen Getsusa's surroundings. "She will be sitting behind you. Please take care of her in your daily life."
After speaking, Hiratsuka Shizuka pointed out the location to the girl.
Hayami Mari quietly walked through the aisle between the desks and came to Sen Getsusa.
"Hello, my name is Hayami Mari." She spoke seriously, completely ignoring the gazes of the boys and girls in the class. "I like to eat eel rice. But it's too expensive, so I can only eat it once in a long while. I can also whistle and throw stones. As for whistling, I know many kinds. Do you want to hear it now—"
"Alright, sit down first."
At this moment, the expressions of everyone in the class turned peculiar.
A few girls huddled together, whispering, occasionally casting schadenfreude glances at Sen Getsusa and Hayami Mari.
Sigh, the new classmates aren't very friendly.
Sen Getsusa turned around and looked at Hayami Mari. "You can't talk loudly during class, you know?"
The other girl nodded, brushed aside her messy hair, and revealed a black eye. "What's your name?"
"Sen Getsusa. You can come to me if you need anything."
"Oh." She stared blankly, seemingly unaware, and as she spoke, saliva trickled down the corner of her mouth.
Sigh.
Sen Getsusa frowned, pointed to the corner of her own mouth, took a tissue from her pocket, and wiped it for her. "Here, I'll give you a pack..."
This action drew even more schadenfreude looks.
Eriri turned her head and glared angrily.
"Alright, that's about it. If anyone wants to join a club, please go to the club activity room yourselves after class. Please do not discuss this during class."
"Any activities or major exams will be announced in class, and will also be posted on the bulletin board on the first floor. Students who are unclear can go and check."
"Now, as for the class monitor..."
Several proactive girls raised their hands.
"Also, I do not wish to find any bullying in my class." Hiratsuka Shizuka kept a serious face as she looked at each student in the class. "You are high school students now; don't do such childish things."
"Unless you want me to give you trouble."
Sen Getsusa felt that Hiratsuka Shizuka was a woman who, while thinking highly of herself, also loved talking to herself too much.
The malicious glares on her face had never ceased.
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