Chapter 3
“Who did you get into a fight with this time?”
The beautiful school nurse asked.
I could see her enormous tits beneath her nurse’s coat.
They were big enough to stretch her shirt tight. I want to titfuck her.
“I fought a villain who disrupts society.”
“Not funny at all. Tell me properly before I report this to the professor.”
“Ask Hanazawa.”
“Does Hanazawa know who you fought?”
“Yes. She saw it herself.”
“That’s strange... If it was Hanazawa, she would’ve run to tell the professor the moment you tried to hit someone. Why haven’t I heard anything about it?”
“Isn’t the fact that she stayed quiet proof that I was fighting a bad guy? Look around. There isn’t even anyone I beat up.”
“I’ll give you that.”
I realized it every time, but my reputation here was awful.
At this rate, I might even get expelled.
This bastard Matsuda Ken... He could’ve at least not mouthed off to the faculty.
Though everyone disliked me, perhaps the school nurse had a sense of duty; she treated my right hand with great care.
As I rotated my wrist while examining the thick bandages, I looked up at the school nurse’s next words.
“You know drinking or smoking will delay healing, right? Avoid them if you can.”
“I don’t.”
“I mean outside the academy, too. I saw you on the street last time. You and your friends were drinking at a bar and smoking, too. School rules don’t apply outside, but...”
“So you’re saying I should abstain if I want it to heal quickly?”
“Exactly.”
“Thank you.”
“....? Did you just say thank you?”
The nurse looked surprised, her eyes wide.
I grinned, raised one hand without a word, and left the infirmary.
The situation had ended well for now, but there was still cleanup to deal with.
When Tetsuya experienced this incident, there hadn’t been any particular trouble inside or outside the academy.
The pervert had backed off fairly willingly, and Tetsuya’s image at the academy had been good.
But that wouldn’t be the case for me.
I’d beaten his face into a bloody pulp.
He’d probably try to retaliate against me somehow...
Lost in thought as I walked down the corridor, I...
“Matsuda-kun!”
Hearing Miyuki’s urgent voice from behind, I smirked.
I turned around and asked,
“What now?”
“T-the head instructor told me to bring you to the faculty office... That pervert filed a complaint against you...!”
I knew this was coming.
Wearing an expression radiating annoyance, I said,
“Just leave it.”
“What...? Are you crazy? Don’t you realize how serious this is...? J-just come on.”
Miyuki tugged at my clothes and whined.
It would’ve been nice if she had grabbed my wrist instead.
I clicked my tongue regretfully, made my dislike obvious, and headed to the faculty office with Miyuki.
**
“He was a pervert... A shameless man who touched my thigh... Matsuda-kun was helping me... I told you...!”
Miyuki was energetically defending me from beside me.
Ah... so this was why I hadn’t wanted to miss this event.
Good thing I went to bed early last night.
A professor in his sixties, with his glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, listened silently to Miyuki before smiling kindly.
“Don’t worry too much. Once we handed him over to the police, we found out he had an extensive criminal record. He’d been arrested several times for molestation. Your complaint won’t get anywhere.”
Relieved, Miyuki let out a breath as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders.
“R-really...? That’s a relief... But why does Matsuda-kun have to be disciplined...?”
“Because he beat the man far too severely. He lost five teeth. An anonymous witness described what happened at the time... You tried to stop Matsuda-kun too, didn’t you? Didn’t you think the violence was excessive?”
“.... Of course I did think so, but...”
“If even you, the victim, thought so, what must everyone else think? They must have thought he was going to kill the man. They say it’s frightening that we have a student like this at Yeboni.”
“T-that’s ridiculous...! Are you saying you’re disciplining Matsuda-kun just to protect the school’s image?”
Miyuki kept arguing.
I stopped her with a bored expression and asked the professor,
“So what do I have to do?”
“Clean the men’s restroom on the first-year corridor for fifteen days. A cleaning punishment is practically a gift for someone like you, who causes trouble at every turn, yes? It wasn’t intentional, but you caught a criminal the police were looking for, and you also saved Miss Hanazawa, a fellow academy student, so consider this the end of it.”
Vacation starts in fifteen days?
I didn’t want to clean toilets while smelling shit until then... but I had no choice.
As the professor said, I was getting off remarkably cheaply.
I nodded and asked again,
“Has the complaint definitely been taken care of?”
“I guarantee it.”
“Then that’s fine.”
“But consider this a warning: if you skip your punishment or miss even a day while serving it, you’re out. No matter how well-intentioned your actions were... the violence was far too extreme. You’re in a very dangerous position right now. You know what your standing at the academy is like, don’t you?”
“I more or less do. I’m leaving. Thanks for your hard work, everyone.”
I shrugged and left the faculty office.
Miyuki immediately followed me out and called after me.
“Matsuda-kun! Stop for a second!”
“Could you stop yelling? Your screeching is hurting my ears.”
At that, Miyuki’s upper body lurched forward in indignation.
She looked ready to voice a complaint, but soon gave up and took a deep breath.
She regained her composure surprisingly quickly.
Having calmed herself down, she spoke in a composed voice.
“Don’t you know what ‘out’ means? It means you’ll be expelled if you’re absent even once.”
“I know.”
“Then why did you agree to it? Were you trying to make the other students do it?”
It would be amusing to make Tetsuya do it.
“Do you really think I’m definitely going to skip?”
“.... Yes. You do it all the time.”
“Hah... I’ll let that slide because it’s true. But...”
I let my sentence trail off and looked her over with a sly gaze, causing her to take half a step back.
“W-what? What’s with that look? Creepy...”
“You’d be really happy if I got kicked out, right? I don’t want to see you celebrating by clapping like a seal...”
“.... Who said I’d be happy...”
“No? You were desperate to get rid of me.”
“I-I wasn’t that desperate... I’d appreciate it if you didn’t jump to conclusions...”
“So you did want me gone?”
“.... T-to be honest, I did think that...”
Couldn’t she at least say no, even as a polite lie? That hurt...
“Did?”
“I don’t anymore... This situation is so unfair... So please come to school every day for the next fifteen days... and don’t be late... Then the professors might start seeing you in a better light... You want to graduate from the academy too, don’t you?”
“Me? Does it look like I do?”
“Matsuda-kun, when someone’s worrying about you this much, don’t act so slippery. At least pretend you understand.”
Miyuki suddenly turned stern.
Time to back off a little.
I kept my mouth shut for a moment, then answered as though her intensity had cowed me.
“Okay.”
Maybe she was surprised that I had finally listened after being contrary this whole time.
Miyuki’s large eyes grew twice as big.
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
“You’re not just saying that to get past this because you don’t want to listen to my nagging, are you?”
I hadn’t intended to skip even once in the first place.
“No. I’ll come consistently. Happy now?”
“.... The extra bit makes me suspicious... But... I’ll believe you.”
Do you have any idea how encouraging those words are?
My determination to steal you away from Tetsuya with all my might grew stronger.
Let’s spend fifteen days cleaning these filthy toilets.
So Miyuki can think, ‘Maybe he can be rehabilitated...?’
**
As soon as the final class ended, I kicked open the classroom door and left.
I didn’t forget to give Miyuki a quick glance that made it look like I was about to run away.
I went to the men’s restroom at the very end of the corridor and spoke in a low, grim voice to the academy students shooting the breeze there.
“Get out, all of you. I have to clean, so go fool around in the next stall.”
“S-sorry... We’ll leave right away... Huh...? Clean?”
Those guys pricked up their ears as if they had misheard me.
With an expression radiating annoyance, I fetched a hose from the janitor’s closet.
“From today on, if any toilet here gets clogged, I’ll find you and tear you in half.”
“.....”
“If you think I’m joking, go ahead and try it.”
“W-what if it wasn’t us...?”
“I’ll kill you anyway. If you don’t want that, tell everyone to use the bathroom cleanly. Bathrooms should be kept clean. That way the next person won’t feel gross. Have you washed your hands?”
“.... Huh...? Yeah...? What did you say...?”
“Just get out. Now.”
“O-okay...”
After sending the confused boys away, I attached the hose to the faucet and started spraying the urinals.
Later, while diligently mopping the bathroom floor, I heard...
“.... You’re doing a good job?”
Miyuki’s voice came from behind me.
I was counting on you, Miyuki. I knew you’d come.
That was why I acted that way before leaving the classroom.
Without turning around, I said,
“You came to supervise me?”
“Well, you looked like you were going to run away...”
“I keep my promises.”
“.... Then that’s a relief... But Matsuda-kun, shouldn’t mopping come last?”
“Is that how it works?”
“Usually?”
“Then... should I clean the toilets first?”
“Yeah. That seems like the way to do it.”
Taking Miyuki’s advice, I fetched a plunger.
“But you do know this is the men’s restroom, right?”
“I know. There’s no one here.”
“Don’t get in my way. Hurry up and leave.”
“I’m going to watch Matsuda-kun today. I need to see whether you clean thoroughly.”
“Miura must be waiting anxiously. Don’t you usually go home together?”
“Usually, but... I thought I’d check as class president, and besides, I owe you one today...”
“Because you’re grateful? Then clean it instead.”
Miyuki answered by folding her arms.
A clear refusal.
I let out a small scoff and headed to the stall in the far corner of the bathroom.
And there, right in the middle, was a monstrous turd flaunting its majestic presence, so I shouted in fury.
“Fuck!!”
This wasn’t acting. I meant it.
Why the hell wouldn’t it flush? Fucking bastards...
I’m going to find the bastard who did this and kill him for real.
I barely managed to push the handle down, then came outside with my face twisted into the ugliest grimace.
“You filthy bastards...”
Miyuki must have found me funny, because she covered her mouth with one hand and giggled softly.
After turning away and giggling like that for a while, she asked,
“At this rate, do you think you can finish today?”
“You try it yourself. Then see if you can say that.”
“I don’t want to. And you shouldn’t call someone a... ahem... that. Don’t you think that’s a little harsh?”
“The bastard who took a massive dump is the one being harsh... Ha... fuck... This is shitty.”
“Cut down on the swearing. It makes you look cheap.”
Sure. If you remind me again later, I’ll try to fix it.
Pretending to dig in my ear, I tore off some toilet paper, stuffed it over my nose, and entered the next stall.
The toilet lid was firmly closed. Something about it made me uneasy.
Having to do this for fifteen days... I could already see how bleak the future was.
Still, Miyuki was here today... I’d stop complaining and work hard.
I needed to build a good image, if only to save Miyuki from Tetsuya.