Episode 10 – Tsuntsunderedereyanyanderedere

After Transferring to a Correspondence High School, a Harem High School Life With Beautiful Girls for Some Reason Began.

“Good morning, Makito!”

“Oh, Hiyama……”

About three minutes before the start of class, Hiyama came into the classroom with her large breasts and ponytail swinging in the back.

Her bangs, which always had a stubby shape, were a little messy, probably from running in such a hurry.

As usual, she was just in time for being late.

“Hey, Hiyama, your bangs are a mess.”

“Arerere? Is it messy?”

Hiyama looked up and fixed her bangs.

“Well, hair is a woman’s life.”

“Don’t waste (zonzai) that life.”

“Zenzai?”

“Waste (Zonzai)!”

“What is that? Is it good?”

“Haa. ……, look it up in the dictionary.”

What a low standard conversation …….

I was so stunned that Hiyama looked around with a confused look on her face.

“Huh Shindo-chan isn’t here today?”

“If it’s Shindo, she went to the restroom a while ago. ……”

“Toilet?”

Shindo san, whose face suddenly turned bright red earlier, went to the bathroom and never came back.

It’s kind of late, but… I wonder if she’s okay?

“Good morning, Hiyama-san?”

“Oh, good morning, Misaki-chan. You’re in full idol mode today, aren’t you?”

“What do you mean by full idol? Do you mean my aura is at full throttle?”

“Yes, that’s it! Do you feel like Makito and I have a heart-to-heart relationship? We get along well, don’t we?”

“If we’re in sync, don’t make me go through all this.”

“That’s fine.”

Hiyama poked me in the chest with her elbow.

What’s the point of this?

“You’re doing it again, …… Makito kun”

“Hnn? What’s up, Misaki chan? Your face is dark.”

“It’s …… nothing.”

Misaki glanced at me, then turned on her heel and returned to her seat.

Misaki, I feel like you’ve been angry for a while…but it’s not just my imagination, is it?

“Well, more than that, there’s something we all want to do together.”

“You want to do? Party games?”

“No, no, no! Look, open the homepage. Misaki chan, too.”

Misaki looked at me again with a sour face and walked over reluctantly.

“Hiyama san, is something wrong?”

“I found it, I found it! Look, look!”

Hiyama opened her laptop and showed the school’s homepage.

“Ta-daaaaa, field trip!”

F-field trip ……?