Watashi, Dokidoki Renai Kakumei de Onii-chan Yattemasu

The Student Council and the Solicitation and the Frightened Rabbit (2)

Monday. There’s a throbbing pain in my head.

To a tremendous extent, the meeting in the family restaurant was the worst. When I left the restaurant, I ran for dear life away from the Narahashi who wanted me to join the Student Council.

I was really grateful to have the physique of a high school boy. Although it’s the most average of the most average physiques amongst guys, compared to the me when I was female, it was considerably faster. Despite that, there were many occasions when I was almost caught by Narahashi. But in the end I barely managed to escape.

Even though I escaped, Narahashi is a student of Izumino Gakuen.

While it’s natural to attend school, this school has Narahashi. I couldn’t help but feel that Narahashi was lurking around somewhere.

Putting aside myself, Mitsuki at least must be protected.

I got fired up. More than ever before, as an onii-chan I got fired up.

If she loses her chastity to Narahashi, wanting her to go out with the Prince will be unachievable. I definitely can’t let that happen. 

Somehow, while protecting my chastity, I have to prevent Mitsuki from meeting him.

“Good morning, Mako. You seem unwell, what happened?”

“Ah, Soutarou…… Various things happened……”

“If you’re okay with me, I can lend you a ear?”

Soutarou placed the enamel bag he had been carrying on his side onto the table and looked at me worriedly.

As I thought, Soutarou is kind. Now that my mental state is weakened, that kindness appears more clearly.

I was lying prostrate on the table exhaustedly but I stretched my back muscles and turned towards Soutarou.

“Are you okay?” ―― With a concerned look, he inclined his head and asked the me who was exhausted and felt like crying.

Even though it’s said that being loved is a happy thing, there are times when it feels oppressive. In the first place, Narahashi’s ‘love’ wasn’t love at all. It’s attachment. It’s the same as a child throwing tantrums, saying he wants that particular toy. While that’s okay on its own, don’t drag me into it. And if you were going to drag me, please do so more courteously.

“Narahashi invited me to join the Student Council.”

“Eh?! …… Then, does Mako wants to enter the Student Council?”

“There’s no way I’d want to, right. I don’t know what will happen to me if I join a Student Council that has Narahashi.”

Soutarou patted his chest as though he was relieved, and while sitting on the chair, he pulled it closer to me.

“If Mako is troubled, I’ll cooperate with you!”

“Un, thank you. Soutarou sure is kind…… I’m getting hungry now that I feel better.”

Thanks to Soutarou’s desperate encouragement, I’ve regained a bit of cheer.

When I looked at Soutarou with a gratitude-filled gaze, I was startled to see the「 Mako, Mako, Mako, I’m worried about you, cheer up 」face he was making with all his might.

The usual dog ears sprung up. A tufty tail also rose in the air.

The dog ears of Soutarou who heard that I was hungry stood up with a “pintto” and he excitedly retrieved his bento box from his bag.

Holding it with both hands, a huge smile grew on his face and he did his classic head tilt.

“If you’re fine with this, you can have my bento?”

“It’s your bento, right. If I ate it, your lunch would be gone.”

“It’s fine if I buy one from the school store laterー. The school store isn’t open at this time, and Mako didn’t bring a bento, right?”

Certainly, whether it’s the school store or the cafeteria, they only open at 11am. Moreover, Soutarou’s cooking is superb.

“Itadakimasu.”

“Please go ahead. I hope it’s up to your tastes.”

That there’s no way Soutarou’s food don’t suit my tastes was something I knew since long ago.

Accepting the bento, I opened it and took a look. It looked good enough to sell, it had the classic side-dishes, karaage and tamagoyaki which appeared well-made. The wieners were octopus-shaped and the apples were rabbit-shaped, I supposed he made the same thing for himself as he did for his younger siblings. In a single word, it was a noriben.

As I thought, Soutarou would make a good bride.

I first took a bite of the karaage. As expected of Soutarou. It wasn’t microwaved karaage, it was karaage that was properly fried in oil. The taste keenly permeates me and it’s very delicious.

“So good…… It’s amazingly good, Soutarou.”

“Thank goodness. Please eat lots.”

“O. You guys seem to be enjoying yourselves.”

Kaname appeared so suddenly that I almost spit out the karaage in my mouth.

Looking up, I saw Kaname who was grinning broadly. He had on a deep blue cardigan above his school uniform. There were also shrewdly calculated moe sode.

“What do you mean, enjoying ourselves?”

“You’re still feigning ignorance even though you’ve been stuffing your cheeks with your wife’s home-cooked bento early in the morningー?”

“Soutarou isn’t my wife.”

Are you still going with the setting that I’m the husband and Soutarou’s the wife?

As expected, Soutarou was giving a troubled smile. Though I’m curious about the tinge of redness on his cheeks, let’s not stick myself into that.

I continued to eat the bento innocently. The tamagoyaki was the salty kind. I also prefer the salty version. [1]

“Me tooー I want to try Soutarou’s bentoー”

“Nn.”

With a “Aa~n” he opened his mouth wide and brought his face closer. I randomly threw some potato salad into his mouth.

Truthfully, I wanted to give him the yellowed broccoli but as expected he’ll be too pitiful if I did that. You ought to be thankful that I’m kind.

“As I thoughtー Souta’s cooking is deliciousー!”

“Potato salad isn’t a difficult dish to prepare.”

“No, it’s tasty. I like the way you seasoned the food.”

The bento box was emptied and I was full. Soutarou’s seasoning may be simple but it’s to my liking.

Even though Kaname made a fuss about wanting to eat more, it’s his fault for not coming to school earlier.

Soutarou cheerfully put away the bento box and smiled happily. To think that he’ll even handle the cleaning up afterwards, he’s such good bride material that it leaves me speechless.

“Hang on~, can you not flirt like a married couple~?”

“We’re not flirting.”

“Ja, let me join in!”

Kaname put his arms around Soutarou’s and my shoulders and clung to us.

Even though I made a “yare yare” face, inwardly I was happy.

My heart which was tired from the encounter with the hentai Student Council President yesterday is being cleansed. It’s being healed by Soutarou’s kindness and Kaname’s cheerfulness.

Although I don’t want to admit that I’m being healed by Kaname’s teasing, he might have also noticed that I was behaving listlessly. And perhaps this is his way of cheering me up.

Because despite looking like that, Kaname is actually quite perceptive.

Yoshi. My strength has recovered after eating and I’ve also obtained reliable comrades.

I’ll definitely escape from the incoming danger, that hentai Student Council President. I’ll protect both Mitsuki and myself.