Why does that sissy green-head have to sit in front of Rin?
"Hey, hey, what's your sister like when she's at home?" Rin asked Gumo with excitement.
"Hmm… pretty much the same from what you see on the TV," Gumo replied in a know-it-all tone.
"Kyaaaaaaaaaah~!" All the girls surrounding his table started squealing. This is pissing me off.
Rin's best friend, Hatsune Miku, was the loudest of them all. "Oh, my god! Oh, my god! Megpoid-san, do you have a girlfriend?"
Gumo made the most disgusting smile I've ever seen, and said, "Please, just call me Gumo." It was as if some popstar just walked into the classroom, all the girls went crazy. "And no, I don't have a girlfriend." Girls screaming again. My ear's starting to hurt.
As I watched in disbelief at the crazy girls, I noticed a faint stare that directed at me. Turning to the anxious stare, I realized it was he who had been looking at me.
"What're you look at, Green-head?" I sweat my tone couldn't have sounded worse.
Gumo chuckled as if he hadn't the slightest idea he was being made fun of. "Nice one. Green-head. Ha, ha. I like that."
I rolled my eyes at him and put my head on my desk.
Suddenly his whole face appeared under my arms. Making a smile that annoyed me so badly, I sat up immediately and almost yelling at him, said, "What the hell do you want?" I glared at him as hard as I could. But apparently the girls around him overpowered me.
"Are you my sister's fan?" Gumo stood up straight next to me desk.
"Who?" I heard a few gasps and 'how could he not know's as the word raced through my mouth.
"Len!" Rin frowned, "He's talking about Gumi! The teenage celeb we were talking about a few days ago? You don't remember?"
"Oh. Her." I looked up at Gumo, "No, I'm not a fan of hers." More gasps.
"Oh." Gumo's expression became calmer than I'd imagined. "Well, your sister is a big fan." A grin curled up his mouth.
"Wha—" I stood up, and as I'd expected, we were about the same height. "How did you know we're siblings?"
"Resemblance." Gumo returned to his seat and added, "You guys look too alike to be anything else."
I became so agitated, I suddenly had the urge to pull off his green head and poke out his abnormally huge eyes.
But, well… sadly, he's right.
Rin's face was covered with uneasiness, so I scratched that idea and sat back onto my seat.
The rest of the day passed like hell. Each break, the girls would crowd all over that pussy's desk (which blocks my view of Rin), and then suddenly screams would go flying into and out of your ears.
I sighed, took out my sketchbook and started doodling.
The last class was English. Apparently we were having a substitute today, for a fairly young woman, who had long pink hair strolled into our classroom casually.
"Students, I am your substitute for this class; your teacher's on vacation." The elegant lady sat down in front of the classroom. "You'll be having self-study for this period. Please keep the volume down."
Yes, no class! Means, more doodling, more brainstorming.
But right then, the most disturbing thing happened.
That Gumo bastard started passing notes with Rin. I swear if the substitute wasn't so pretty and suave, I'd have already launched my fist straight into that asshole's face.
Class finally ended, and all through it I had to listen to Rin's giggles every time the note came back into her little hands.
I don't know what they were passing notes about, and I don't care frankly. But… expectedly, Rin came up to me herself.
"Len!" Her cheerful voice called.
I turned around, hoping to see Rin only, but, as half of my expected, he was there too.
"What?" I started packing my backpack.
"Um… Gumo-san invited me to his house today – he said I may be able to see Gumi-san!" Rin's voice exclaimed excitedly. Sigh, how simple her little mind works.
I would never let Rin go to another man's house alone.
I definitely don't want to let Rin go to his house. But then again… it's not completely a lie that she'd be able to meet her idol.
"Okay. You can go," I approved after consideration. As Rin's face lit up, I added, "But I'm going too."
Rin looked turn to Gumo. Unexpectedly, the green-head nodded without hesitation.
Okay, maybe he's not so bad after all.
Or not.
On the way to their house, Gumo and Rin were walking so close, I wanted to barge right in, grab Rin's tiny hands, and run away.
But I couldn't. Why? Because one, Rin would definitely think wrong and start suspecting my behavior, and two…
"Hey, hey! What does Gumi-san usually wear at home?" Rin skipped happily along.
See? Rin kept asking questions about Gumi. I just don't think it's right to destroy someone's happiness for my own.
"Remember, she may or may not be home," Gumo warned us once we arrived at the Megpoid household.
"Okay," Rin answered. Rin's face looked dissatisfied. She was probably thinking: Gumi-san's house is much plainer than I'd imagined. It's true though. The Megpoid's house looked like any other house on the street, no one would've suspected thing.
As Gumo searched his bag for keys, Rin turned to me, trying to look excited. I smiled. Rin's happiness cures all my emotions.
"Okay… I'm pretty sure I put the keys in this pocket…" Gumo said, shaking his backpack nervously.
"Did one of your fans steal it by any chance?" I blurt out and chuckled.
"Ha… very funny," Gumo replied sarcastically. "Shit."
As Gumo continued rummaging through his bag, something soft and silky brushed passed me. It was another green-head like Gumo, but had much long hair in length, and was shorter than me by half a head. She was wearing an expensive-looking school uniform and had on a cap and sunglasses.
She easily zigzagged pass me and Rin, took our her keys and stuck it into the hole. With a Click! And a twist, the door smoothly slid open.
Rin turned to me, jaw nearly on the ground, she was amazed and speechless. And unexpectedly, I was overwhelmed too.
Could she be…
Gumo was surprised. "Onee-chan!" He exclaimed, "You're home early!"
There and then, Gumo's sister flashed us a smile so realistic and beautiful, I felt my heart skip a beat.
Leaving us with that heart throbbing smile, Gumi left and went into the house.