Stealing Spree

The night when Aoi asked me for the request to steal her older friend, Ohori-senpai, the girl also took into account that our complex relationship would possibly be exposed to the girl.

She guaranteed that Ohori-senpai wouldn’t spread it. And besides, without introducing myself as her boyfriend, I would have no entry point for Ohori-senpai. Unless I make more effort on approaching her.

However, because the truth about our complex relationship was something we’re taking care not to leak carelessly, Akane and even Ria, who woke up from the former’s raised voice, objected to it.

They laid down the risk of it which almost made Aoi fold from it.

It was actually me who… supported her.

I mean, if someone is leaking our relationship carelessly, everyone can point their fingers at me as the sole culprit. I let Ogawa, Fukuda and the other cucks know about it; even if it’s limited.

They’re more than a threat compared to Ohori-senpai. Although I’m fairly confident that their reveal wouldn’t proliferate to an actual situation where everyone would point at us, it’s still a careless decision on my part without truly consulting everyone.

And so… we reached this situation where I expected Ohori-senpai to find out about it.

And honestly, instead of the brief interaction with her last week, this was the clear entry to it.

“So, senpai has finally checked what’s happening in her surroundings. Have you told Aoi about this?”

After thinking for a while, my response to her didn’t answer her question. Instead, I first directed her to Aoi.

Following that, I closed the chat box with her and informed Aoi who’s probably waiting as well.

Once that was done, I went on and checked the other girls’ messages, replying to them in the process before stuffing my phone back in my pocket.

With this, I passed the first point of entry for Ohori-senpai’s… conquest? Nah… I don’t want to call it a conquest. It’s simply a fulfillment of Aoi’s request. Perhaps, I’ll also put into account the help she provided me, however little, from the past.

Her boyfriend, even though I am admittedly more of a bastard than him, really deserves a beatdown… If everything went well with Aoi’s talk with her, it won’t be long before I involve that guy, track him down and check on those girls he managed to fool.

It will be quite a task but… Aoi seldom asks me for anything despite having that unruly trait… That’s why for once, I want to help her. Help her save that close friend of hers.

Anyway, the future is still uncertain so… There’s a possibility that the plan we made will become obsolete. In any case, we’ll just adapt to what’s to come.

Finished with one issue, I now faced my shoe locker. For the past two days, I found letters in it.

The first one was that love letter with an anonymous sender and yesterday, the hastily written letter calling me out somewhere.

Somehow, despite accepting my popularity, I stopped hoping that there was someone who would write a normal love letter with accurate details needed for one.

“Alright… Surprise me.” I muttered under my breath as I slowly opened my shoe locker.

Haa…

My hopes were dashed once again.

Seated atop my shoes, another pink envelope was carefully placed on it.

Furthermore, a refreshing flowery fragrance was released which blew to my face as soon as I opened it.

Yep. Whoever wrote that letter sprayed it a suffocating amount of perfume. Perhaps, to make it more presentable.

As I picked up the letter along with my shoes, I felt someone watching me.

I quickly turned around in the direction where I felt that sharp gaze that seemingly drilled into my back as soon as I opened the shoe locker.

Unfortunately, I was probably a beat too late. There’s no one there. Moreover, the sounds of running footsteps and squeaking shoes as they gradually went away reached my ears.

What a great tactical retreat.

Since that direction was towards the inner parts of the School Building, I could give chase to… But, do I have the time for that?

None, of course. I’d rather spend the time chasing after that for a few minutes with my girls.

In any case, unlike the first two letters where I had to guess who wrote it, the one who slipped this fragrant love letter was definitely that running student.

Judging from the sound generated from the friction between the shoes and the somewhat slippery floor of the hallways, that someone was either a guy or… a girl with a great balance. A member of an athletic club, perhaps?

Still, it’s a mystery that I don’t have any time to unravel.

After tucking the letter inside my bag, I left the School Building.

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“W-wait, Kanagi! Let me walk you to your club.”

“I don’t need an escort. Especially from a dog. Go to your hangout spot and leave me alone. Aren’t you that guy’s lackey nowadays?”

On my way to the Club Building, I chanced upon an interesting sight. As soon as I heard voices coming from up ahead on the bend leading to it, I stopped in my steps and checked it out.

I heard a familiar name and voice, after all.

Normally, I wouldn’t go out of my way to eavesdrop like this, I would just waltz in, act like I never heard anything and walk past them. However, just for today, an idea came to my mind that it’s interesting to watch and see how she’s acting as a fake delinquent.

Yep. The one I heard was definitely, Izumi-senpai. That voice and name were something I would never mistake for anyone else. I mean, I heard that a lot already, and… the girl would often visit my mind.

“I… I only did a favor to him! I’m no one’s lackey!” The guy paused at this point while making a sound as though he choked on his words, “… Ugh… That’s wrong too. I’m your dog.”

For someone to admit that he’s someone’s dog… that required guts. Or just idiocy to be head-over-heels towards someone who would never look at him higher than that.

Anyway, that guy was definitely someone I saw before. The one who supposedly put yesterday’s letter on my locker.

He’s also Fukuda’s senior. Or boss. Whatever their relationship may be.

Nonetheless, the one that really made a mark on his face in my mind was his identity as Izumi-senpai’s dog.

Someone who would bark for her.

After making sure that they wouldn’t spot me from where I was, I looked on and watched the situation unfold.

A few students were walking about but because of what was happening, they were steering away from it.

The guy was standing too close to Izumi-senpai but the girl had her back turned to him, her expression filled with annoyance.

If I had to guess, that guy followed her starting from the School Building or their classroom, to be exact. Unfortunately for him, Izumi-senpai was just being dismissive of him.

Or that’s how it looked.

I wonder… where’s Arisa amidst all this?

While I was thinking that, my instinctive reflex was triggered. Someone was approaching me from behind.

Turning around, that someone, who’s possibly about to surprise me, was startled and almost tumbled down.

“Arisa… What are you doing?” I asked as I stretched my arm to catch the girl before her butt hit the ground.

Speak of the devil. I had just thought of her and suddenly she’s behind me… Did I magically summon her?

“Geez. Why did you turn around? You should've waited for me to cover your eyes.” With a sulky tone, the girl in question puffed her cheeks and held onto my shoulders to support herself.