Iโve Been Working My Hardest as Manager of the Girlsโ Track and Field Team, but Ever Since I Retired, the Team Members Have Been Coming at Me Like Crazy!?
โAaargh! I really, really want to do it!โ
I’m in the bathroom right now.
Even though I was on the verge of succumbing to Yukimura’s sexy seduction, I managed to tear myself away and let out a desperate cry in the bathroom.
I want to go wild.
But what happens after I go wild is what really scares me.
But right now, neither Shiratori nor Hayase are here.
My parents arenโt here either.
Itโs just me and Yukimura, all alone.
If I donโt say anything, maybe she wonโt find out.
No, waitโthereโs no guarantee Yukimura wonโt say anything either.
Whenever I saw news about celebrities getting into scandals over drinking or getting slammed for affairs, I used to be baffledโwhy do they always give in to their desires like that?
I canโt really talk, though.
Now I understand that feeling all too well.
No matter how bad the outcome might be later, people are powerless in the face of desire and pleasure.
To be honest, Iโm at my limit too.
I donโt have the confidence that I could hold back if I were pressed again.
Thatโs why I donโt want to go back.
I want to go back, but I donโt want to go back.
Ughโฆ
โMitsuru, whatโs wrong? Does your stomach hurt?โ
I heard Yukimuraโs voice from outside the bathroom.
โIโm, Iโm fine.โ
โReally? Donโt push yourself, okay?โ
โUh, yeahโฆโ
Yukimuraโs voice on the other side of the door sounded genuinely worried.
โฆI guess getting turned on by Yukimura right here is a bad idea after all.
I donโt know when Mom and the others will be back, and more than anything, if Shirotori and the others find out, who knows whatโll happen later.
Iโll just have to hold it in for now.
Iโll tell Yukimura Iโm not feeling well and ask her to leave.
โโฆโฆSorry to keep you waiting. I guess I really am not feeling too well.โ
I put on the sickest face I could manage before stepping out of the bathroom.
โH-hey, a-are you okay? Mitsuru, you look pale.โ
Yukimura, who had been waiting for me out front, rushed over in a panic, tears welling up in her eyes for some reason.
โH-hey, w-why are you crying?โ
โBecauseโฆ Mitsuru, Mitsuruโs going to die!โ
So shaken she could barely stand, Yukimura clung to me and collapsed to her knees.
โW-wait, wait, Yukimura! Itโs not that serious.โ
โEven a cold can be dangerous in the worst-case scenario! Come on, hurry back to your room and rest. Iโll help you.โ
โI-itโs fine, I can manage that much.โ
โNo way!โ
Overwhelmed by Yukimuraโs intensity, I ended up leaning on her shoulder as we made our way back to my room.
I was hesitant to let Yukimura into my room, but when she said, โJust open the door already,โ her face as pale as a sheet, I couldnโt say a word in response.
I also felt guilty about faking being sick.
We went straight into the room, and I lay down on the bed.
โMitsuru, are you okay? Do you have a fever?โ
โI-I told you Iโm fine.โ
โCome on, just stay still. Um, Iโll bring you some tea, so just stay in bed. And Iโm going to use the kitchen.โ
Yukimura hurriedly left the room.
โโฆSeriously.โ
I didnโt realize she was such a worrier.
ใ
Well, it doesnโt feel so bad to have someone worry about me like this.
If I were to actually start dating Yukimura, would she keep worrying about me like this and take such good care of me?
If thatโs the case, maybe it wouldnโt be so bad.
Yukimura is beautiful, and while we do fight a lot, weโre basically on good terms.
โฆNo, I canโt let myself get carried away.
Her true nature is that of a mentally unstable person who tries to dominate me by letting me mess her up.
Thatโs a bit much, even for meโฆ
โMitsu, sorry to keep you waiting.โ
Yukimura was back.
Sheโs holding something thatโs steaming, though.
โYukimura, whatโs that?โ
โInstant rice porridge. This is the best thing when youโre feeling under the weather.โ
Sge was holding the porridgeโwhich sheโd warmed in a clay pot at homeโwith an oven mitt. She deftly set an old magazine sheโd tucked under her arm on the desk, then plopped the pot down on top of it.
โW-wait, you went out of your way to make this?โ
โWell, I want you to get better soon, Mitsuru.โ
โโฆโฆI see.โ
It doesnโt feel bad at all to be thought of this highly.
Honestly, I almost feel bad for faking being sick.
โHey, Yukimura.โ
โHmm, whatโs up?โ
โYou knowโฆ why do you go out of your way for me like this, Yukimura?โ
โWhatโs that supposed to mean? Iโm going to give that line right back to you, Mitsuru.โ
โTo me?โ
โMitsuru, youโve been giving it your all every single day for us selfish girls. You might say itโs just part of being a manager, but most people canโt be that considerate of others.โ
โโฆIs that so?โ
โIt is. So, Mitsuru, you should feel free to lean on me.โ
โโฆOh.โ
Honestly, maybe I should just go ahead and lean on her.
Yukimura seems like the type who could talk Shirotori and the others into anything, anyway.
โHehe, youโre so honest. Well then, Iโll stay by your side until you fall asleep tonight.โ
โT-thatโs too much to ask.โ
โItโs fine, really. But in return, you canโt get out of bed, okay?โ
โUm, what about the bathroom?โ
โYou can go right here, okay?โ
โโฆโฆHuh?โ
โIโve got a chamber pot. Oh, are you going number two? Itโs fine, Iโll wipe your bottom for you properly.โ
โW-what are you talking about?โ
โIโd be happy to take care of your bathroom needs, Mitsuru. See? So donโt feel shyโjust let me take care of you.โ
โโฆโฆโ
No way!
Sheโs hopeless, just as I thoughtโฆ
Why do I have to wet the bed in front of a female classmate and have her take care of my business?
โMitsuru, just let me know whenever you need to go. Here, open wide.โ
โโฆโฆโ
โOpen wide.โ
โAahnโฆ Hot!โ
As she shoved piping hot porridge into my mouth, Yukimuraโs eyes glazed over, and I desperately tried not to make eye contact with her.
Honestly, I need to go to the bathroom.
But for now, I just have to finish this quickly and pretend to be asleep to get through this.
Whatโs with this โitโs okay to be a little spoiledโ?
โฆI guess I was the one who was naive after all.