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It's Young Love
🕑 Added 2024-01-31 02:43:25 +0000 UTC"Hey Aozaki!" A young student approaches me... I'm pretty sure he's one of the guys who I rejected in the past. "Here." He hands me paperwork. Thankfully his feelings have died out... or at least I hope they have.
I don't like to brag, but I'm actually pretty popular among the students. Pretty much every guy on the school has confessed to me at this point, and I naturally turned them all down.
It's not because I dislike them, or because I'm not into men. I'm simply way too busy to pursue a relationship, being the student council president is hard work after all.
Oh, and I'm also a magus.
I take it out of his hands. "And what's this?" I'm guessing it's something related to the teachers. Those shameless dudes never hesitate to ask me to do their work...It's annoying, but it is what it is.
He shrugs. "Um... There's this guy named Yuta Okkotsu... Have you heard of him?" Not really. No, that isn't accurate.
I do know who he is, I just never personally met the guy. Still, the rumor mill will naturally reach my ears. So I know he always gets high grades, like... top of the class, higher than me good, and that he's pretty handsome, but also doesn't really talk with anyone.
In summary he is a standard genius student. I don't want to assume anything about the guy, but I bet he has some annoying parents breathing down his neck. I can already see some glasses wearing old man shouting about pursuing a medical career.
With all that said... I know him and Geto talked, and Geto said he was nice, so he can't be all that bad. It's irritating to admit, but the curse gobbler is a good judge of character. Far better than me.
I nod. "Yeah, I know about him. Never met him though." I gotta wonder what this is about. Maybe the perfect little student finally screwed up? Good. Now I can take my spot on the top, as it should be.
The male students scratches his cheek. "It's just some work he missed. The guy hasn't showed up for the last two days, so..." Ah, I get it. I'm gonna deliver his work then.
There's one problem though. "Got it, I don't know where he lives however..." Why didn't they just call him? Don't tell me he is the type who doesn't have a landline phone... He's creating more work for me.
The student smiles. "His address is written there.... Ah, and by the way Aozaki..." He looks nervous for some reason. "Don't enter his house, or something, okay?" Oh? This guy is worried for me?
I wave him off, a smirk on his face. "Please, I ain't no idiot." Besides, if some guy tried pulling me into his house by force so he could molest me or something... Well, I'm a magus who's good at blowing up stuff, so you do the math.
Still, it would be a funny way to reveal magecraft to someone.
I always wanted to share that secret after all, to make that connection with someone special. Obviously a rapist isn't the type of person I'm looking for, so let's hope I don't need to blow up his house.
Blowing up a house sounds sort of fun though.
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"Thanks for the help, Sensei!" Shit, he really is handsome.
I knew it, but suddenly seeing it is a completely different thing... Well, it's not like I haven't seen handsome people before, there's Geto after all... But even Geto doesn't reach this guy's level. Also, Geto is Geto, getting hot and bothered for him would be weird.
Okkotsu though, is like the protagonist of some shitty TV drama. Looking at him makes me sympathize with what most guys most feel when they look at Alice. Here in front of me, there is a guy who won the genetic lottery.
I need to stop giving him googly eyes, that's unlike me. "It's alright, just don't miss more days." My tone probably comes out as more aggressive than intended. And suddenly I feel conscious about how my face is probably reddening...
And then a thought suddenly hits me. "Wait, Sensei?" Do I look like a teacher or something...? When did I age so much!? Why do I even care about that!? Calm down Aoko, you don't care about a guy just 'cause he's hot. That's unlike you.
He chuckles a bit, seemingly embarrassed. "S-sorry, slip of the tongue." I get it. It must be like when someone accidentally calls a teacher mom or dad. "Anyways, I won't miss more days, don't worry. I was just busy with a side gig." A job huh...?
I can respect someone getting a job so early, but I don't know how to feel about them skipping school for. I guess it's none of my business in the end. I must repeat, Aoko Aozaki know nothing about Yuta Okkotsu.
He smiles. "So, since it's late, do you want to eat here?"
"Huh?"
My mind freezes for a moment, and a scenario I was warned about begins to happen right in front of my eyes. A shady boy I know nothing about is now inviting me to enter his house.
He continues. "I actually made dinner for two, but... erm... let's just say the second person won't be coming." He looks down and mutters. "Sorry..." I have no idea what he is talking about, but I do understand he is offering me home made food.
Like... actual food, and not pizza or whatever Alice and I decided to eat for the day. A rarity like this should normally be cherished, and Yuta Okkotsu should be immediately be declared an angel.
But there's no denying that this is incredibly suspicious. Specially since it is pretty late right now, his apartment was annoying to find, and even further away than Alice's mansion. Basically I wasted a bunch of time, and now it's the perfect time for some creep to try assaulting me.
I will reject him of course. "Yeah, sure, I'm down for it." Except my mouth betrays me. It's not because he's handsome by the way, I'm just tempted by the promise of good food! That's all!
Besides, it's not like he's gonna be alone. His parents should be here too. Furthermore, I do have magecraft to protect myself, and I can kick ass even without it. It would be fair to call me the Mona Lisa of badass!
He lets me enter without hesitation. "Great! I'm not the best of cooks though, so don't raise your hopes." That's impossible, my hopes are already as high as the sky.
"No worries, I'm just gonna grab a quick lunch." I won't tell him that though. Besides, it doesn't matter how bad or good he is, just the fact that I won't have to pay for it, or wait a long time for it to arrive, already makes it delicious.
As Okkotsu leads me to the kitchen I notice quite a few things. First of all, this apartment is huge, which means either it was cheap since it's on a bad place, or he's loaded with cash. Probably both.
The second thing I notice is that this place is actually seriously clean. I guess that's to be expected from Mister Perfect Grades, but it's still nice to see. I'm gonna eat on this place after all, I would be sort of pissed if it was dirty.
The third thing I notice is the suspicious lack of any adults. "Hey, where are your parents?" I sort of regret asking that. If he hits me with the orphan talk, I'm gonna feel bad. In my defense though, I am on the house of a stranger.
Thankfully Okkotsu doesn't seem offended by it. "I live alone." Hm, that makes this place more impressive, somehow. "Actually that isn't exactly true, I normally live with my girlfriend." Oh.
She must be the one who he made food for. Damn... For some reason I find myself a bit annoyed. "Does the school even allow that?" So I'm acting a bit combative. Urgh, I feel like someone just threw cold water at me.
He raises an eyebrow. "Dunno...? Probably? I doubt they would raise too much of a fuss over it." You underestimate our teachers, but whatever. I won't snitch of course, I am the Student Council President after all.
Obviously the students gain higher priority over the teachers.
It's weird though, even though I'm still feeling a bit mad, and that I'm scowling... The thought of eating the food made to another person calms me down a little bit. Shouldn't that just make me even more mad?
Okkotsu sets up the food for us, he was already pretty much done, and before long I'm already eating it. Like a pig at that. "So how is it?" The innocent question any chef is allowed to ask comes out of his mouth.
It's hard to answer though. After all, how does someone even describe heaven? What even is heaven?
It depends from person to person. To some, heaven is simply a religious thing, a place where you can go after death. Okkotsu's food would not be heaven in that case, it would be the thing that guide me there. This is without a doubt, humanities greatest and most pleasant death.
To others heaven might be a harem of women. These people are perverts, and also losers who would undoubtedly receive far greater sexual pleasure from this, than any random vagina could provide.
To others maybe heaven would be infinite food. That might actually be hell right now though, because my taste buds would unironically make me kill myself for accepting any food not prepared by this angel.
And of course, one might say that heaven is having infinite money. If that money can buy Okkotsu's food, then they would be correct. If not, then why even bother? Use that money to commit suicide already.
The sixth true magic, that treasure that is pursued by every single magus on the world... I found it, it's right here, and as expected, it really is something that brings happiness to everyone and anyone.
Didn't he say he was just an okay cook? If that's the case, then why do I want to ask him to make miso soup for me everyday? Why do I want to shamelessly ask him if I can bring some home?
It would be a foolish decision, Alice and I would kill each other over it. Since I will probably lose that fight, I must absolutely not introduce her to this. Sorry.
I blush, a pout on my face. "It was alright. I had way better, but like... like this is better than delivery." There you go, an honest review. You may forget my thoughts, I will die of embarrassment otherwise.
Okkotsu smirks, it annoys me to the core. "I'm just glad to have received an approval. If you said it was trash, I might die." Even with all my denial I couldn't say it was trash. The price for such a sin would be my death.
Still, this guy sort of pissed me off. I don't like how he lied about not being a good cook before, fake humbleness like that is super annoying.
He points at himself. "I pride myself over being good at anything and everything. So I need to at least be a decent chef." I take back my comment about him being humble. This guy is the prideful type.
Yeah, that's probably why he has such high grades, and such a nice apartment, and why he can make heaven. He's the annoying prideful type that can do anything with enough hard work. Annoying. If someone tells me we are the same, I will kick them by the way.
Okkotsu continues. "To be honest, it's not even hard for me! I'm just naturally great... I haven't studied a single day since I started school by the way, but my grades are seriously high." Huh?
Why do I keep misreading this guy? It turns out he's not someone who works hard at all, he's just some arrogant jerk. Really, I should never even talk with him again.
I look away. "Must be nice. I waste my entire day working hard." But I can't stop talking with him. And it ain't 'cause he's handsome, or because I'm thankful for his food. It's just that he... It's hard to explain.
The human instinct is surprisingly good. A person can sometimes tell someone is bad news from the subtlest of movements, and they don't even realize it. Their brain does all the work, and they simply get the so-called bad vibes.
Okkotsu is like the reversal of that. Here I'm just sort of feeling... relaxed. Maybe it's because he has been pretty open with me? I mean, he's already confident enough to start bragging about himself after all.
He responds. "Don't worry, catching up to a champ like me is pretty much impossible." This is the worst. Because right now I don't even feel disgusted at his comment, just a bit annoyed. And more importantly, I feel like it's a challenge.
I click my tongue. It's hurts to admit it, but I think I began considering this guy a friend. "We'll see about that..." I'll definitely show him the power of hard work. "Anyways, do you have anything interesting to watch on the TV?" I know he has one.
And I also know it's a massive one, probably the biggest I have ever seen. There's no way a guy like that doesn't have anything interesting to watch right? He probably has tons of interesting video cassettes.
For some reason, despair enters his eyes. "Pretty much only corny romances. My girlfriend loves them..." He looks at his own shadow and seemingly cowers in fear. What's that all about?
I cross my arms. "Okay, let's watch one." Or two. Or three. I know it's stupid of me, but the way back home is a long journey, so I'm avoiding it, even though I know I will have to do it eventually.
I also know bothering Okkotsu like this is wrong, but eh, at least he gets to spend time with a hottie, right? Actually he has a girlfriend, so he probably doesn't really care too much about it.
For some reason, when I think about that, when I remember that, I suddenly wanna go home. Maybe I just look pathetic, asking a boy to watch stuff on his house, after eating food made for his girlfriend.
But he sends me a thumbs up. "Sure! I have a feeling you will enjoy them..." Wrong. I'm definitely the type who only like action movies. One might say I'm a tomboy or whatever that term is called.
...
I look away. "They weren't corny." Right now, I'm about to leave his apartment, in fact we are both standing outside. It's pretty chily, but my face and my chest still feel warm for some reason.
He chucles again, it's like he's always having fun. "Yeah, we just watched the ones that are good." He's definitely lying. Now that he knows I like them, he just doesn't want to pick a fight. How unmanly.
Even though it's cold, that heat spread more and more through my body. "W-whatever. See you in school, Okkotsu." I have to rush home already. I was planning to quickly watch something, and in the end...
Four movies, I ended up watching four movies, even I am feeling tired at this point. And even Alice must be feeling worried at this poin too, in fact I imagine she will chew me out so bad that I'll forget my name.
And once she learns I was out eating home made food, and watching movies with a boy... Yeah, she will straight up kill me. And she will also probably make a comment about how she should have expected this from me or whatever.
Basically I just left a fun space, and now I must journey to hell.
I turn around and start walking away, but Okkotsu lays a hand on my shoulder. "Wait a second, Aoko." I turn around in a flash, and hundreds of thoughts pass through my mind.
For some reason most of them are focuses on romance, which I definitely shouldn't care about! Besides, neither should Okkotsu really! He has a girlfriend after all... If he does anything, I'm telling her!
I feel like my face is about to explode. Why did I ever think it was chily anyways? It feels like I'm surviving through one of Japan's worst heat waves. "Um, it's pretty late, so let me walk you back home." And now my face got even hotter.
I turn around and start walking again. "Stupid. Idiot. Stupid idiot." Those are the honest feelings of Aoko Aozaki! And speaking of my name, when did he start feeling comfortable enough to call me Aoko anyways!?
Sure we ate together, and watched a bunch of movies together, and I may have laid my head against his shoulder, but... but he has a girlfriend! And he should know better!
For some reason I have a feeling he is grinning. "Tsun." What is that even supposed to mean? "Anyways, is that an okay, or a no?" He means about him walking me home. As if that was needed.
I understand his concern though, and it would be the correct attitude to take for a young lady like me, who's leaving when it's really late. "I don't care!" But I'm me, and I don't need any help. "In fact, I do care. Stay back, or I'm calling you a stalker." Yeah!
He doesn't stop following me. "Well, as long as you get home safe, I'm fine with being a creep." This guy... I can see how he has a girlfriend. He might be just the taddest bit smooth.
He's not affecting me at all though, so he just looks pathetic. Yeah, and I'm walking faster so I can avoid him, and definitely not because I'm embarrassed or anything.
"Okay then, creep." This is gonna make explaining things to Alice even harder. I wasn't planning on lying to her in the first place, but she will probably be hostile from the beginning if I arrive with a boy.
He's picking up speed, walking side-by-side with me. "I'm surprised you're not kicking me." Why would I do that...? Actually I do feel like kicking him for some reason.
I look down. "Just shut up already." I hate this.
And I specially hate how I will definitely go meet him tomorrow too.
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AN: One day I hope to write Rika absolutely demolishing Beo.
