First of all I'm sorry that I didn't update sooner.
Anyways, I present to you chapter 3 of Fart.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Previous Chapter:
"Kami-sama!! What did I do to deserve this!?" Mikan screamed while looking at the ceiling as if God was there, raising her hand like worshipping something. She looked like an idiot.
Just then she heard a noise from her fellow patients.
She shrieked when they all woke up and faced her with such gloomy faces.
"MIKAN!!"
"SAKURAA!!"
They all shouted together as they jumped onto her with their hands reached out as though they were about to choke her.
"AAAAAHHHHH!!"
Chapter 3- The Impudent Yet Caring Bastard.
"AAAAAHHHHH!!"
Just when the nearest patient was about to choke her, a strict-looking nurse suddenly barged inside the ward and stopped them.
"What do you think you're doing? You still need to recover you idiots, you don't want to over-exert yourself, do you?" she said in a very booming voice that much complemented her strict outlook.
"But she farted!"
"That's right! The reason why we're all stucked up here!"
"We want revenge!"
"blah blah blah..."
"Enough of this, if I were to hear a noise from this room again, you better braise yourselves with this," the nurse cut off their rants as she showed them a very, very big syringe, with a fluid gushing up the needle which gave her the impression of a very terrifying nurse, in other words, a nurse from hell.
The needle is enough to shut them up, recognizing defeat, they returned to their beds and pulled up their blankets.
"Good," the nurse smirked and left the ward without saying another word.
The 19 other patients gave her a terrible glare before facing to the side opposite of her, dozing to sleep.
After several nights of attempted murder, Subaru Imai, the attending physician of them all decided to separate her in another room until they recovered.
The rumor about Mikan farting is still the hottest issue of the school.
Mikan endured all the pains of backstabbing, insults and the criticisms she received at each person she passed by.
However, Natsume still remained his ears shut about the issue. He was not moved even by a single motivation that Ruka was shooting at him.
As they say, everything has limitations, so there came a day that Mikan couldn't handle the insults anymore. She ran and ran and ended up in the Sakura tree.
She silently sat and leaned on it's trunk and tears silently fell from her eyes. After 30 silent minutes of crying, she can't handle it anymore as she wailed loudly like a madman, without realizing that she woke up a silent soul up above the branches of the same tree.
"I'm innocent! I didn't fart! What did I do to deserve this?! I don't even know who the bloody hell is the real culprit! Oh damn it!" she wailed remorsefully.
"Tch. Aren't you gonna keep quiet polkadots?"
Mikan was shocked to see the raven-haired guy sitting on one of the biggest branches of the tree. Seeing that she was not in the mood to fight, she simply apologized.
"Sorry," she said as she wiped her tears and stood up, brushing her skirt.
"What's the problem?"
"Oh it's nothing," Mikan said as she faced him a smile. She didn't know, but the simple statement that Natsume made made her happy. Although, Ruka would make her feel all giddy, Natsume is someone who would lighten up the atmosphere with words carefully spoken.
Mikan then turned to leave.
"If you didn't do it then tell everyone you really didn't do it," Natsume said as he opened his manga and traced the last page where he ended up.
Mikan stood their, rooted on the spot. What he said was definitely true, she wasn't able to explain herself that's why she was tormented like that.
"Thanks, Natsume!" she said as she ran up to the school building feeling all light-headed and relieved.
Natsume watched her from the corner of her eyes until she vanished from her eyes.
"You can come out now," he said looking at the bushes.
The bushes then shaked and a blonde young lad came out from it.
"I see that you were terribly influenced by that black mailer."
" Oh shut up, I can't even see the reason why you made that advice, seeing that you are that culprit." he said jokingly.
"Shut up, Ruka" Natsume said as they laughed, just like the time when Hotaru chose Mikan to be her last dance.
Mikan barged in the Newspaper Club's room and saw that it was Sumire and the rest of the club members, busy writing since they were about to publish a new newspaper.
Mikan slammed her fist in Sumire's desk, Sumire was forced to look at the person and was shocked to see Mikan Sakura right in front of her eyes.
"Permy, I would like to arrange a press conference with the Newspaper club members." Mikan said, and with that Mikan exited the room leaving Sumire and company with their mouths hanging open.
Chapter 4 Preview:
The news about the press conference spread around the campus like wildfire. Will the press conference be successful? Or will she end up being thrown by eggs and tomatoes?
Abangan...
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