I Was Supposed to Be Giving Love Advice on the School Radio, but Before I Knew It, the Beautiful Girls at School Were Hitting on Me
“Carp, kumquats, shiitake mushrooms, udon noodles, stupid little New Hatchi~”
There will be another noon broadcast today. I finished my usual vocal practice and read out the closing sentences.
“Yo, good job.”
“—The Medicine Buddha is also watching, but with all due respect, will you please come?”
While I was reading out the message, the door opened with a clang. The one who came in was, as usual, Mashiro sensei.
I didn’t want to cut the closing, so I bowed and finished the reading.
“It’s been a while since I’ve heard of Uirouri.”
“Do you know it?”
The Uirouri I was just reading out loud is a sentence used in vocal practice.
To be honest, it’s so long that it doesn’t feel like practice, and it includes tongue twisters, so it’s very physically demanding.
“I was in the drama club in high school. I was an actor, so I did Uirouri many times.”
“Oh, you were in the drama club?”
I was surprised at the unexpected similarities because I had thought she had nothing to do with this kind of thing.
Sensei looked nostalgic for the old days.
“I was dating a guy who was also an actor back then. We often played as couples in our performances.”
“Sounds nice. It’s like the youthfulness of the drama club.”
“But right before our last performance in high school, I found out he was cheating on me with a junior member of the props department, and we broke up.”
“……”
It’s hard to comment on a story that’s shifted so quickly.
Sensei raises her left hand straight up to the ceiling and stares blankly.
“They’re getting married soon……”
Her left hand that was opening and closing its fist was clean and without a single scar.
“Well, now that the Uirouri are over, it’s time to start preparing for the broadcast ! Wow, we’ve received a lot of letters this week !”
“Hey, guess which one do you think asked me for a wedding invitation?”
[It doesn’t matter either way.] I replied, but she was so calm that I couldn’t say anything.
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“Now it’s started ! It’s the noon broadcast on June 27 !
Well, June is almost over already ! It seems like the rainy season has ended before we know it ! ……Well, I’m just excited because I’m on the radio, but it doesn’t really hit me that the rainy season has begun or ended.
Even if they say on the news that the rainy season has ended, I still think, [Eh? Wasn’t it sunny yesterday?” It doesn’t feel right, does it?]
I’m sure I’ll get in trouble for starting my opening talk with such a vague theme, but today we’ll start Akihito High School’s lunchtime radio program again.”
“June……June Bride? What is it? Is this an insult to me?”
Leaving Sensei, who was beginning to look like an enemy of the world, alone, I decided to continue the broadcast.
“I’ve been getting a lot of hot letters from you all this week, so I’d like to read more and more of them ! Let’s start with the regular letter section !”
I picked up the letter on the desk.
Perhaps it’s the influence of the love advice, but as this radio station becomes more popular, the amount of letters we receive is clearly increasing.
Although this radio station was being taken over by the love counseling, I could sense that the popularity of the broadcast as a whole was steadily increasing.
Yes, I’m getting a sense of things……
“Now, I would like to read the letter. From someone with the radio name ‘Deltora Forest’ !
Hello Kageyama san, I always enjoy listening to your radio.
I also feel firsthand that this radio has recently become popular through the love advice project.
However, I have some concerns. The more popular it becomes, the bigger the burden on Kageyama san will get.
I know that this is a radio station run by a small number of people, so I know that the popularity of the station directly affects Kageyama san’s workload. Please do your best and don’t overdo it…….”
A letter that is still puzzling even when read out loud.
The reason I decided to read out this letter first was not because I wanted them to be worried.
“Erm, Deltora Forest, thank you very much for your concern for my well being……well, it’s true that I’m basically the only one who manages this radio and the letters, so it’s been a tough job……..not that !”
Checking the sender’s name again just to be sure…..
I knew it was Deltora Forest.
“Eh, what’s wrong, Deltora Forest ! It seems like a lot of your fangs have been removed since the last time? What’s wrong, have you been doing some spiritual training or something? Have you thrown away your usual ‘Deltora Style’ in the waterfall !?
……No, well, let’s put the joke aside. I appreciate your concern about me, but as for me, I don’t have a problem with it at all. I’m more worried about the lack of the Deltra style……]
I wonder if the only time Deltora’s Forest sent such a sullen letter was the first time she consulted me about a relationship.
That one was probably meant to be entertaining in tone, but this time it’s serious.
“So to be honest, I’d like to ask for the Deltora style to be fully unleashed. It would be a problem if you didn’t ! Well, Deltora Forest is one of the people who has supported this radio show since its early days. I was really surprised, I thought my right arm had been eaten all of a sudden !”
I wonder if she had some kind of change of heart to suddenly send me such a letter.
For example….someone denied the Deltora style?
…I guess not.
“So, I’m totally comfortable with it, and I was just saying that you can go ahead and hit me with your heart’s content, too, Deltora Forest……”
If the usual listeners are not energetic, I won’t be excited either.
I’m looking forward to it ! Deltora Forest !
After that, I read two more letters.
Since these were letters from listeners who don’t usually read them, it turned out to be a very serious reading corner.
Now, here is the main topic. I picked up the stack of letters, which was twice the size of the letters’ stack.
“Then, I would like to move on to the next corner ! The love advice corner, as you’ve all been waiting for !”
I let out a steady stream of sound effects.
“All right, I don’t need to explain it to you at this point, do I? This corner has been held many times, and some of you have already written to me for the second time. Everyone is still in the midst of their youth !
I feel like my heart is about to break if I think that this bunch of letters is the weight of their youth, but I will do my best somehow~”
I lift up one of the letters placed at the top of the page. This was the second time she had sent me a letter for this section.
“The first letter is from someone with the radio name Matcha Powder !”
Maitoshi