HNGKGNHNGG! HO... HGNGNKRKRKTK!
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"Agh! I can't take this! Can't we, like, throw some rocks at that dead halfwit?" Satō complained, exceeding her patience.
"If you want to be noticed by Ayanokōji-kun, the supposed boar, and the three perverts, then go on ahead, Maya-chan." Her friend, Matsushita, replied sarcastically.
"Hm-. Well, that blockhead seems to have the affinity to feel backstabbers." Shinohara said, due to the fact that Yamauchi appeared to have noticed that he was being made fun of when not around.
Finding out about that odd point, Satō responded "...That's stupid, but I like your idea, Satsuki-chan." She found the fact that, being able to sense slanders directed at oneself is incredibly creepy, but if you were to factor in who that person is, it's not much of a stretch to say.
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Whilst the girls planned their schemes, Earth also acted on it's timeless performance. It was nearing the crack of dawn as Ayanokōji's weird brigade's discussions continued, with one ugly maiden in a flowing sleep.
"Ehehehe~, iyaah~. Don't, Ayanokōji-kun, I can- only hold... HNGRKK- on for so long~." He muttered out as a ghastly snort escaped him.
"What the hell." Sudō was on the verge of throwing the unconscious maiden to the stomach-churning creek.
The boys had their tongues tied, 'Is he seriously dreaming of-... Ayanokōji!?' Is what they were thinking of. The bunch labelled their friend as 'dangerous', finally something both the girls and boys can agree on.
"Actually, you may 'knock' him awake, Ken," Ike who had his fave scrunched up, suggested to Sudō.
"~Ehh? K-Knock me, Ayanokōji? Heh, it's too... HNGKRKRKUF- early for that~." Another horrendous comment seeped from his gaping mouth.
Picking that up, the girls all simultaneously glared daggers upon the sleeping maiden. They bore holes on his back, chest, arms, legs, head..., and head? It could make the target's blood run cold if he had been conscious; it was comparable to a convocation of eagles setting their eyes on a rabbit scared stiff.
Suddenly, Yamauchi quaked and jittered like a phone on a Friday night.
"OOAOAH!" He roared.
"WHAT'S HAPPENING!?" Ishizaki panicked, who wouldn't be when you see someone simulating an earthquake.
"OOHAHHH!-... OW... I-I feel someone talking behind my back!" So the personification of a headache has risen.
True to Shinohara's belief, Yamauchi somehow sensed the insults and glares sent to him. One believes that, maybe through the mountains of sneers chucked to him, Yamauchi has developed a sensitivity to such things. It is both a blessing- no, it is a curse to him and to everyone.
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"It looks like you were right, Satsuki-chan," said Satō.
"Unfortunately..."
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It is both a blessing- no, it is a curse to him and to everyone...
"...That just happened, right? I-I'm not hallucinating?" Ishizaki uttered with a shaky voice.
"No, you did not... Because of too many distractions, we are getting out of track with our 'discussion'." Ayanokōji heavily stated, as he should. From the antics of the three idiots, to the disappointing view they have on women, and to Sudō killing Yamauchi with his words, and, finally, the arrival of another headache named Ishizaki. Even the White Room's masterpiece who swam easily through challenging tests can wear out from these human equivalents of a participation award.
Ishizaki flinched. "Ah, yeah. I'm sorry too, Sensei," he apologized before he bowed, Ike-esque.
"Don't speak a word, Haruki," Sudō demanded to his friend who's still sprawled on the mushy dirt.
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"Uhh, that Satō thing, Aya- Sensei," Ike interjected. He felt the lecturelike ambiance return.
Said girl braced herself.
"Granted that the time I've spent with Satō is staggered, I've still come to notice some charming characteristics of hers; her warm nature makes you feel at ease; the way she's assertive even when she's extremely flustered, is pleasing.
From what I've experienced, I could tell that Satõ is driven when it crops up to some things she wants.
Appearance-wise, she's fairly pretty, and her calm ocean eyes signifies her 'go with the flow' personality.
[I seriously cant think of anything else about Satō, other than her assertiveness.]
"But, I digress, beauty is only skin deep. It fades as we age.
Beauty - in projection and perceiving - is 99.9% attitude. Take a tree for example: it is striking in its resemblance to humans; It develops, stretches, aches, bends, and withers; provides protection and comfort; and expresses tenderness and love. Each one a crucial part of its stability. The tree has a strong - but not straight - trunk, and appears to have weathered and withstood more than a few trying seasons.
"Its unique beauty becomes apparent if we allow our perception to absorb the decades of spiritual strength this tree exudes, and is trying to share with us.
What I've said is to support my earlier point that, "You should not to see them for their outward appearance."" Ayanokōji brought his speech to a close.
"I see... So if you can go on tangents about inner beauty from Satō-san, then why reject her?" Yamauchi spoke up first and pointed out one notable matter. Has knocking him out turned him into a savant?
"Yeah, that's right, Ayanokōji-sensei. Why's that?" Ike added.
"The fact of the matter is, it's regarding my own... feelings, you could say. I'm not saying that what I've said about Satō are shallow words." He answered.
His feelings, or lack thereof, stems from the attribute that he sees things objectively, and regards what benefits might it bring.
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Shinohara voiced, "So that's what he says, Maya-chan."
"...Yeah, Ayanokōji-kun kind of already said that when he, uhm, rejected me." Satō responded with weakness. 'Well, if he felt comfortable with me, and thinks I'm pleasing... t-then I guess I did a decent enough job.' Her fragility exposed in her mind.
Meanwhile, one sweet girl seemed to have picked something up from Ayanokōji's discussion. "Because of his own feelings? Eh- does that mean Ayanokōji-kun has a girlfriend!?" Ichinose frantically shrieked.
"E-Eh? Kiyopon has a girlfriend? No way, right? I mean, we're friends so he would've told us about it."
"Wha~!? Ki-K-Kiyotaka-kun has a girlfriend? A girlfriend!? I-I was too- late?" Sakura was about to burst to a faint.
"Calm down, Airi-chan. We just need to ask Kiyopon about this." Hasebe returned the favour of patting her friend adorably.
"...If so, then who do you think it is, Kei-chan?" Matsuhita slyly directed the attention to her friend who she suspects to have a relationship with Ayanokōji, though unsure of what kind of relationship.
"W- Huh? Why me?" As usual, whenever significant other is involved, her integrated instincts to morph into a tomato activated.
"Well, you already have Hirata-kun as you're boyfriend, so why not ask someone who is experienced in this field?" Prying for information yet again.
Regaining herself, Karuizawa smoothly answered, though still red as wine. "...How should I know? That guy rarely ever speaks, so I bet he's dense to that kind of stuff, and I bet Kiyotaka doesn't even know how to treat a girl, that Kiyotaka has probably never interacted wi-." She unconsciously vented out about her problems in dealing with her lover, that she forgot that she was talking to her interrogative friend.
"WAIT! 'Ki•yo•ta•ka'!? When did you start calling him his given name!? Are you close, Kei-chan? I haven't even seen you guys talk to each other!" Shinohara first butted in.
"Yeah! What's this about Kiyopon, Karuizawa-san?"
"Are you perhaps his girl~friend, Kei-chan? You've got some explaining." Matsushita entered the dispute she so initiated.
"G-Girlfriend!? But-but Karuizawa-san has Hirata-kun, right? I'm sure Kiyotaka-kun won't do something like that."
A skulk of foxes awaited Karuizawa to speak out.
She held her hands near her chest, hoping that Ayanokōji would forgive him for compromising them.
"Ehh... We're just friends, close friends, that's all. Like I would with that dull guy," it pained her to say that, but it was needed to climb the silvery thread of the spider. But what she didn't know was that the spider silk would snap.
"Hm, I don't think so. It looked like a girlfriend expressing her anger about her boyfriend, back there," Matsushita interposed a baseless accusation, but taking in the fact that her friend was freaking out, she knew that Karuizawa couldn't think rationally in such a situation.
"W-Well-"
The group diverted their full attention to the cornered maiden.
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"Kiyotaka-kun really is wise. Must be from all the books he's read," Shiina muttered.
"I don't see the need to stay here any longer. Let's get away from this stupid conversation," Ibuki said with vehemence.
"Wait! No, no, I feel like we will miss something important if we leave now, though I hate eavesdropping."
"Ugh. I'm only staying because I hate to be alone with that bastard," she stated, completely disregarding what she had said earlier.
Shiina paid to mind to this as she observed like an owl on the bunch of males.
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His feelings, or lack thereof, stems from the attribute that he sees things objectively, and regards what benefits might it bring...
"Really?" Sudō wasn't convinced, he still believes that Ayanokōji is infatuated with the black haired tsundere.
"So if you don't like her, Ayanokōji-san, then does that mean you like Shiina-san?" Ishizaki remarked.
"What made you come to that conclusion, Ishizaki?"
"Huh? Oh, uhh, you see, Shiina-san sometimes expresses admiration when talking about you. And you like books and so does she, so two alikes attract," he voiced a stretch of a deduction.
"It's 'two opposites attract'. And we're just friends. We share the same hobby, which resulted in us getting closer," Ayanokōji retorted.
Hearing that, the young lady became gloomy, nature seemed to be maddened by this result.
Ishizaki hasn't given up yet, "Still... I don't think that's all you consider her as... What do you think about her, Ayanokōji-san?" He asked, blunt with both his words and fists.
'What I think of Hiyori?' He pondered thoroughly, the first he's done after all this time. 'If I had to say, Hiyori is a fine lady. I find no faults with her, she's quiet, sweet, elegant, has a reasonable mind, we're a bit alike, and beautiful. She is, what they would call, 'my type'.'
Ayanokōji looks to be unaware, but he always looks forward to the pleasing atmosphere of their reading time. She's the first he deems as a friend rather than a potential tool.
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...No use thinking about it now.'
"What I think of her?" He shaked off his rumination.
"So?" Ishizaki pressed on further.
"I would say Hiyori is charming, all in all. She conducts herself elegantly, like how she handles chopsticks. She has this calming vibe lingering around her which can often times loosen my vigilance to my surroundings.
Having a friend who has the same hobbies as me is especially nice, even though we both don't speak much I know we both enjoy each others company.
And it's uniquely enjoyable when Hiyori chatters on about the books she loves." Ayanokōji chose to only disclose half of what he feels to not elicit any suspicion and doubt.
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"Hhehehh~," Shiina let loose a stifled chuckle of delight. 'That's what Kiyotaka-kun sees me as, huh? Thank you, Kami-sama for fulfilling my prayers.
Though I think that was not all he had to say...,' Perceptive like a cat as always, 'I'll take it since I think Kiyotaka-kun would never say that directly to me even when asked.
For those reasons, does that mean... I have a chance, right? Though our class and Class D are having a dispute, I still hope that, in the future, the dispute between classes wouldn't create a crack between us,' a faint smile of joy and dejection made its way on her gorgeous pale face.
"What's with that ominous grin?"
"Just happy receiving a compliment from someo- from a friend, is all," she smoothly restated herself.
"Ugh. So, now that you've heard what you wanted to hear, I don't want to be within these perverts' presence any longer."
"Wait! Is that-"
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"Tell us, Kei-chan? We've been asking you for a while now, seems suspicious that you don't want to say anything." The maidens were still quarrelling over their inkling about Karuizawa's relationship with Ayanokōji.
"Well, that's all I have to tell you, we just happened to be friends. You even heard from him that I take a neutral stance towards that emotionless guy, right?" Karuizawa said verbatim of what she stated before.
"No way that 'that's it'."
"Yeah, I mean, with your face beet red a while ago, it's not very convincing." Matsushita retorted once again.
Seeing that her neighbour's other partner - which hurts her to say it - is in a bit of a pickle, Horikita stepped forward to support Karuizawa.
"That's enough. If it w-"
As she was about to say her piece, Ichinose abruptly cut in. "NO WAY! IS THAT-"
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"Eh? Really? So you're saying that Shiina-san is captivating, but you see her as a friend?" Ishizaki inquired, scratching the red bump on his ill-defined head.
"All kinds of beauty don't inspire love; there is a kind that pleases only the sight, but does not captivate the affections," Ayanokōji repeated to the letter a proverb.
"We're too blessed to have you, Sensei. How should I pay you?" The previously thought savant, Yamauchi, expressed.
"It feels like I'm a new man. You showed me the light at the end of the tunnel, your Excellency, Ayanokōji-sensei-dono. Now I've joined with that light," Ike haughtily said whilst kneeling towards Ayanokōji.
'That doesn't make sense,' is what he wanted to say.
"If you were the light, I'd turn back around," Sudō sneakily added.
"But, yeah, Ayanokōji, you've helped us a lot, I might be able to win Suzune's heart," he voiced a pipe dream.
Seeing that his plan on getting them to change their outlook on women, Ayanokōji initiated his final plan.
Proud by their improvement, he let out a slight smirk and a breathy chuckle.
"W-WOAH! LOOK AYANOKŌJI-SENPAI IS SMILING!"
"WHERE!?" Having trouble finding the mouth, a usual for the idiots.
"OH! WOAH, YEAH!"
"It's think the first time you've shown any emotion, Ayanokōji."
"I should take a pho-"
CLACK... RUSTLE... CRUNCH...
"Eh?"
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"..."
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"EHH!? GIRLS!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?"
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