She had slanted eyes and a mean look in her eyes, and was always on edge.
185cm tall. Violent and quick to fight, she was the one everyone in class looked down on.
She didn't get good grades. She had a bad attitude, and spat everywhere. Her uniform was a little sloppy, and the buttons on her blouse were open up to her chest.
So when I was alone with her in the classroom after school,
(Maybe things have ended a little)
I thought to myself.
"Let me do it for 2000 yen."
That was the first thing she said to me.
"..."
I was shocked and speechless.
My head was full of question marks.
Why me? 2000 yen?I don't really understand, but 2000 yen would help. I'd eat the teriyaki burger set three times and still have some change.
"So, what do you think?"
Looking down at me, who is 150cm tall, she didn't hide her irritation. She stuffed her hands into her blazer pockets and clicked her tongue softly.
I thought for a moment and said.
"Sure."
It was the moment when I sold my virginity for cheap, in a classroom where we were alone, bathed in the crimson sunset.
"..."
She let her eyes wander a little and stared off into the wrong direction.
"This is the first time I've felt this way, so I don't really know... is it right?"
"...? I'm sorry. I don't really know."
She shook her head with a grim expression.
"Me too. Oh well, never mind. Follow me."
After that, I followed her back as she started to walk, her chin jerking.
She was walking normally.
I walked slowly.
Maybe because of the height difference, our strides were completely different. I was left behind in an instant.
I thought she would get angry at me for being late, but she showed no signs of annoyance and waited for me at the end of the corridor.
"Thanks, Shinjo-san."
"..."
She stopped, and for some reason looked dissatisfied. She said.
"You can call me by my first name."
"...?"
"Name."
"Ah..."
I nodded and urged her on.
"Okay. Let's go, Shinjo."
"Wait, upstairs..."
I couldn't help but pout, not knowing what Shinjo didn't like about me.
If she didn't go first, I wouldn't know where she was going. I stopped walking too.
"What's wrong, Shinjo?" "What should I call you?" "SHINJO?" Shinjo's shoulders slumped. "Don't mess with me." "SHINJOY?" Shinjo seemed angry. He raised his fist with a wry smile---I stared at his fist. Shinjo started and pulled his fist back. "N-no, that's it. No way..." "Really? I'd feel better if I punched you." Shinjo bit his lip lightly and was silent. We looked at each other for a while. "Let's go, Shinjo." "What should I call you..." "We're not that close, are we?" Shinjo had a strange look on his face. With her eyebrows furrowed, her large body looked smaller than usual.
This was unlike the usual Shinjo who always had a frown and looked unwell during the day.
"Aren't you scared of me?"
"..."
I thought for a bit again.
"...A little scary. But a little cute."
Shinjo stuck out her lower lip, then relaxed her cheeks as if she wasn't completely opposed.
(Ah, that made me laugh...)
Shinjo Kaoru had a mean look in her eyes and a bad attitude. She spits everywhere. She picks the noses of everyone in class.
She wore an outdated long skirt and had dyed brown hair.
"I'm just a customer, so be nice to me."
After that, Shinjo walked away without looking back, with a stern look on her face.
She left the school building, crossed the field, and walked towards the back of the fence.
I followed behind her.
Shinjo arrived at the sports club room, which was located outdoors.
A metal door had a sign with the words "Track and Field Club" stuck to it at an angle.
"Here."
Shinjo opened the door, and a strong cigarette-smelling air and some unpleasant laughter leaked out from inside the club room.
Three years ago, the track and field club had a death due to excessive training. After that, it was discovered that there was organized bullying, and the club was suspended for six months before being disbanded.
Since then, the club room has apparently become a hangout for delinquents. This happened before I enrolled, so I don't know anything more than that. I'm put off by the smell of cigarettes.
"Let's go."
Shinjou pushed me from behind and I entered the club room.
There were six students hanging out inside.
Four girls and two boys. They were smoking and chatting and looked at me in surprise, but that was the extent of their reaction.
Shinjou seemed to be a regular here. The others didn't seem to have changed.
Shinjou said.
"Is the back room free?"
"Ah, it's taken."
A female student answered. She seemed to have a good relationship with Shinjou, so she spoke in a casual tone.
"I-I'll wait then."
The track and field club is small, but has two floor plans. Shinjou seems to be planning to stay in the one at the back.
"Eh, Mikage...?"
Suddenly, he hears his name being called and turns to face it.
"Ah, Shuu."
Who was there? Akitsuki Kei from the Kendo club. He was a serious guy in class, so it was rare to see him in a place like this.
"Shuu?"
Shinjo's eyebrows twitched.
Shuu is a pretty nice guy, and he talks to me in a friendly way. Incidentally, "Shuu" is a nickname I gave him. It's just a different reading of the kanji for "Aki" in Akizuki.
Shuu's eyes wandered blatantly.
"Eh, Mikage, Shinjou? Oku...?"
I looked at the cigarette he was holding and he hastily threw it away.
There was no need to hide it.
I was a little surprised, but that's just how people are. They all have secrets somewhere.
Shinjou frowned and looked into my face.
"So you get along well?"
"Not bad, I guess."
In response, I sat down on a bench in the corner of the room, and Shinjou sat down next to me.
Shinjou sat close to me and put his arm around my shoulder.
"Wh-Wh-Why Mikage!?"
Shuu was upset and looked back and forth between me and Shinjou.
"What?"
Shinjou poked my cheek with his finger and snorted at Shuu as if to provoke him.
"...!"
Shuuu was just as tall as Shinjou. He stood up from his seat and said excitedly. "Mikage, why are you with Shinjo?"
It was a bit like a scream.
"Do you know what it means to use the "oku" part?!"
"...I think I do..."
Shinjo chuckled and tickled the back of my hair with his fingers, which was a bit annoying.
Shuu's eyebrows rose.
"This isn't a place where Mikage should be."
"...Is it okay if it's Shuu?"
"...!"
The five people who had been watching the situation burst out laughing.
Shinjou saw this and said.
"Yes, I've defeated you."
"Shut up!"
Shuu shook his head repeatedly, unable to accept it.
"What's going on?! What kind of relationship does Mikage have with Shinjo?!"
At that moment, Shinjo started to become agitated. He averted his eyes from Shuu and shut his mouth, searching for words.
I couldn't understand.
Shuu was emboldened by Shinjo's quietness and became even more angry.
"The two of you have barely spoken to each other, what's the matter?"
Why should I be scolded by Shuu?
That's why I said it.
"Shinjo and I only spend 2,000 yen a time together."
I'll never forget the look on Shuu's face when I said that.
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Shuu's mouth was half open and his eyes were blank.
2,000 yen...?"
The first to respond to this were the five people with Shu. They clapped their hands and burst out in laughter.
"Yees! Shinjo is a beast!"
"2,000..."
"Cheap!"
"Shinjo's hobby is little kids like Mikage."
"Well, if you think of it as spending money on masturbation."
The five of them all agreed and laughed until they couldn't stop laughing.
The only ones who weren't laughing were Shu and Shinjo, other than me.
"Shut up."
Shinjo spat out his spit, irritated.
Shu muttered.
"... a prostitute."
"Yes."
Shuu's eyes, staring at me, were a matte black and reflected no light.
Scorn and disgust. That's all.
The door to the back room opened.
A girl with a bright red face and a male student with an extremely refreshed look came out.
"Sorry to keep you waiting."
I think I understand what I'm doing.
It's my turn next.
"Let's go, Shinjo."
"Ah, yeah. Hehe..."
The stupid Shinjo smiled with an embarrassed look.
When I came out of the back room, I became a bitch.
I wanted money.
On this day, I became a bitch and ate a teriyaki burger set on the way home from school.