Chapter 3 – Responsibilities of a 3rd Year Student

*INSERT CLASSIC JAPANESE SCHOOL BELL CHIME HERE*

"Huh. Lunchtime already."

After 4 hours of class with only 2 breaks in between, it was finally lunch time. That was a good thing. And for today, it's also a bad thing. I didn't bring my own lunch on the first day of school (I know. Smart, right?). So now I gotta go buy it from the snack bar downstairs.

And if it's anything like how it was the last two years, then it's going to be crowded as hell.

"Hey. Iyo. I need to go to the snack bar. Can you come with me?"

"Oh? You forgot to bring lunch, Rise? On the first day, no less? You know how crowded it's going to be."

"Yeah, yeah. I know. I was in a rush this morning to grab anything. Just come on already."

"Alright, alright. To be honest, I forgot to bring one, too. So you and I are in the same boat."

"Then why did you drag it out for so long?"

"I was just teasing a little."

"I see…" I said with a sweatdrop.

The two of us left the classroom and started making our way downstairs. The snack bar was on the first floor next to the cafeteria. Which, in some people's minds, is rather covenant.

Not to me, however. Because it only makes it even more crowded.

And today was no exception.

"Aw, damn. Look how long this line is. Lunch will be over by the time we get to the front."

"I bet most of the students here are first-years wanting to experience this themselves." I added.

"Now that I think about it, we got a huge load of first-years this year, didn't we?"

"Yeah, we did. Though, it doesn't surprise me all that much. I mean, this is one of the best schools in the city. I'm pretty sure their reason of coming here is so that they can make their college resume look good."

"I can believe that. Cunning little douchebags."

"Hey…"

"Come on!"

"Hurry up, damnit!"

"I'm so hungry!"

"Wow. People are sure getting riled up about the wait."

"Yeah. I wonder who's holding them…Aw geez."

I looked over at the front of the line and saw the person holding up the line. And knowing this person, it all makes sense.

"Let's see…I'll take that one! And that one! And that one! Ooh! That one looks delicious! Gimme that one, too! And that! And that! And that! And that!"

"Ma'am! Will you please hurry it up? You're holding up the line."

"Hmph! Well, aren't you a little bitch. Fine, I'll take everything!"

"You can't take everything! Other students want snacks as well!"

"Again, you're being such a bitch. Why is that?"

"Grr…Listen, you little…"

"No, you listen! I'm a paying customer, am I not?! And if I, Sakurako Ohmuro, want everything that's here, then I get every fucking thing that's here! Haven't you heard that the customer is always right?"

Aw, geez. I better got stop her.

I went over to the girl holding up the line and tapped her on the shoulder. Getting her attention from the girl behind the counter.

"Hey! Rise-senpai!"

Damn. Forgot about that.

"Sakurako, what are you doing?"

"She's asking what are you doing." Iyo translated.

"Trying to get some snacks for me and the others. But this bitch here is giving me problems. Can you believe that?"

"Quit calling me a…ugh. Matsumoto-san, do you know this girl?" The black-haired girl behind the counter, known as Inori Murakana, asked me.

I replied with a simple nod. Then told Iyo what to say.

"She said that she's a friend from her old middle school."

"Your old middle school, huh? Well, if that's the case, then you can at least show an example on how to act like a decent human being!" Inori yelled that last part at Sakurako.

"Well, excuuuse me, you bitchy princess. Who are you to tell me how to act?"

I tapped on Sakurako's shoulder again. This time with an annoyed and exasperated look on my face.

"Sakurako. That's the student council president."

"She said that's Inori Murakana. The student council president. So she kinda has the right to do so." Iyo translated.

"What? The student council president?" Sakurako whined.

"Hmph. That's right. So if you want to continue coming here, then I suggest you change your tone a bit. Or in your case…A LOT."

"Why you damn little…"

This is not going to end well. I better do something to break up this fight.

I then took out my phone and went to my contacts. I forgot why, but I have Inori's phone number on here. So I texted her a message that hopefully will blow this whole thing over.

*BZZZT*

"Huh?" Inori took her focus off of Sakurako and checked the message on her phone. "R-Really, Matsumoto-san? You'll pay for all of it?"

I replied with a simple nod.

"W-Wow. I-I mean…well, I can't give you ALL of it. I'll at least give you enough for your friends. How many do you need?"

I thought about it for a second. Then held up the number 7 with my hand.

"Seven, huh? I can do that. Here you go."

I paid Inori the money. Then dragged Sakurako off with Iyo and I. Not before the two of them gave one last stink eye at each other.

*sigh* Classic Sakurako…


*SOME DISTANCE LATER…*

"I'm back!" Sakurako yelled as we walked inside the first-year classroom.

"Geez, what took you so long?" Himawari asked.

"Sorry. But I ran into the most annoying bitch at that place! She kept yapping about how I should "change my tone" and some stupid crap like that! She's the worst! But luckily, I got helped out by Rise-senpai and her friend. Hey, by the way. What's your name?"

Now you're asking?

"I'm Iyo Mitsui. I'm in Rise's class and I help translate her speech."

"Wait, you can hear her?" Chinastu asked.

"Yep. I'm the only one that can. And we became friends because of it." Iyo then turned to and got closer to my face. "So, Rise. Which one's the one you fantasize about, huh? *wink* *wink*"

"I-Iyo, cut it out!" I yelled while gained a light blush.

"Thanks again for helping me out back there." Sakurako said. "As a sign of gratitude, I'll introduce you to everyone. First off, and most importantly, I'm Sakurako Ohmuro. The most likable girl in the whole school! But you can call me…"

"An idiot." Himawari said.

"H-Hey!"

"Anyway, I'm Himawari Furutani. Next to me is Chinastu Yoshikawa. Across from her is Kyouko Toshinio. And next to Chinastu is Akari Akaza."

"Nice to meet you, Iyo-senpai." The other girls said.

"*giggle* Why, thank you. Nice to meet you girls, too."

She's enjoying the fact that she now has people calling her senpai.

"So, um…Iyo-senpai. I'm pretty sure Rise-senpai has told you about me, right?" Akari asked.

"Yeah. She did. Sucks what happened to your eye. How's that working out for ya?"

"It's fine, I guess. My eyesight has dropped by half. So the simplest things such as walking by myself are now difficult challenges."

"We have to guide her around places or else she'll start bumping into things or trip over stuff." Chinastu said.

"Plus, there's the scar." Kyouko added.

"I see…"

"Hey, hey. Can we eat now? I'm starving!" Sakurako yelled as she started rummaging through the snacks we brought.

"Hey. Don't be greedy." Himawari said as she tried to get some of her own. Soon, the rest of us were able to grab one. Akari being the last one.

And she managed to get…

"Huh. A raspberry tart."

"W-Woah, woah, woah! What?! R-Raspberry tart?! A-Akari, give me that!" Kyouko snatched the tart away from Akari. Leaving the rest of us confused.

"What was that all about?" Chinastu asked.

"Oh, yeah. I forgot. I'm HIGHLY allergic to raspberries." Akari said.

"S-Seriously?!" We all asked.

"It's true." Kyouko said. "If Akari eats a raspberry, she starts acting…weird."

"How weird?" Himawari asked.

"I-I rather not describe it."

"Can you do it?" Chinastu asked Akari.

"No, not really. Whenever I eat one, I lose the memory of ever eating it. Along with whatever I did for a good few hours after eating it."

"Damn…" Sakurako said. "…now I REALLY want to see it! Here, Akari! Eat this!"

"NO!" Kyouko shouted as she swiped the tart away from Sakurako.

"Geez, you idiot." Himawari said with a facepalm.

*INSERT CLASSIC JAPANESE SCHOOL BELL CHIME HERE*

"And…lunch is over."

"It was nice to meet you, Iyo-senpai. Hope we can rely on you as much as Rise-senpai." Chinastu said.

"Rely on, huh?" Iyo gained a grin on her face.

Don't overthink it, Iyo.

As the two of us where outside the classroom, we were held up when Akari came after us.

"I'll see you after school, right?"

"Sure. I'll see you then."

We then gave each other a goodbye kiss. Then made our way back to our own classes.

"*giggle* Aw. That was sweet, Rise. You and your girlfriend kissing each other." Iyo teased.

"Hey. Rise. You okay?"

"H-Hey…Iyo."

"What's up?"

"D-Do you think…Akari had a good reason for not telling me she was allergic to raspberries?"

"A good reason? Come on. You're probably overthinking it. She probably just forgot since she doesn't eat them often."

"*sigh* I guess. But I got this other feeling…"

"Rise. Come on. Akari looks to be a nice girl. She's perfect for you. You have absolutely nothing to worry about. Okay?"

I smiled a bit as Iyo's words made me feel a little better about the whole thing.

"Yeah. You're right, Iyo. Thanks for the confidence boost."

"You're welcome, Rise. I'm there for you. Always."

Like I said. I'm so grateful for having Iyo as a friend. She helps me a lot whenever I think like this.

Even though, this time…she's nowhere near close.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: A confrontation between Sakurako and the student council president Inori Murakana, Iyo meeting the first-years, and the discovery of Akari's allergic reaction to raspberries. Rise's first day of being a third-year is off to an interesting start, to say the least.

Akari being allergic to raspberries is a reference to the story titled "Raspberry" that I wrote not too long ago. What's going to be here will be a tamer version of it. As I liked the idea, to begin with.

Also…I've been thinking. If I were to do a Yuru Yuri crossover fic, what would you guys want it to crossover with? Like, for example…another anime of the same nature as this one? I'm open to suggestions. Just as long as I've heard of it. You can leave it as a review. I'll be sure to respond.

That's all I got to say. Thanks for reading. Later.