Day.2: Crisis already!?

From here, things will kind of be 100% off-track from the OVA/game, except the identity of the characters. So, please pardon if things go out of hand T.T And an advancement apology for any grammatical errors, since I don't usually proofread

Today was the beginning of Hell.

Well, not literally, but today was the beginning of the Folkdance competition, which was as good as Hell, which also means it's that bad. Even Heisuke wasn't dragging me to school like he usually would so enthusiastically; shows how feared this was.

It seemed that this was something that took place anytime yearly Kazama wants, or so our senpais have told us. The only thing I was certain of was that all of them looked ghost-pale when they recounted the 'horrid memory', as they call it. Everyone was forced to dress in kimonos, put on make-up (including the guys), then make up their own original dance from an old folksong related to the Edo period. Of course, there was a reward for being the best, but there was also punishment if you failed, which doesn't really give you a choice but to give it your all.

The trick is, you have to bring your kimono daily for the week. Kazama doesn't reveal the date and time; he'll broadcast the ABC song to signal when's he counting it, and everyone has to change into their kimono and assemble in the Sports Hall within 10 minutes.

In the past years, there hasn't been much problem unless you really didn't put in even 0.1% of effort, but after yesterday, I became the key to meet the requirements...

"Mic test, mic test..." a very familiar voice spoke during the students' lunch break from what could only be the Broadcasting Room only available to teachers with announcements to make and...

The student council president. Kazama Chikage.

"Ahem, my fellow students. This is your lovely president, Kazama Chikage, speaking. I believe you recall the folkdance competition I've mention during the opening ceremony a few days ago..." he paused, as if expecting the groans that emerged from everyone's throats, then continuing as if nothing happened.

"This year, the requirements will be slightly stricter –" he paused; more groans.

" – and the only ones that will pass are the ones that get to dance with our VIP of the year, Yukimura Chizuru-san!" at that moment, I saw it. The eyes of 40 hungry boys from my class turning to stare at me hungrily. I swallowed thickly under the pressure, mouth gaping open in an un-ladylike manner.

"...Me!?" I was nearly positive that my shriek reached Kazama's ears. After all, it even woke up Heisuke who was sleeping at the other corner of the class, who always slept as dead as a log, where no one has successfully woken him up like I just did. He whirled his head left and right, his messy hair covering half his face. "Wha... Hah? What?" after a few rounds of turning, his eye finally met mine. "Why's everyone staring at you like that?"

And...that's basically what happened yesterday, which is why Heisuke now has to stick with me until school was over before I got attacked by a swarm of boys. The fact that boys ranging from 16 to 18, whom are practically adults, are resorting to this kind of method just shows how desperate they are to not receive the "punishment".

Ahhh, will I be able to survive this week...?

"Oi, Chizuru! Over here!" I felt a strong tug as I was forcefully dragged out of my daydream. Heisuke was dragging me into an empty classroom, and by the time I could finally grasp the situation, he'd slammed it shut and locked it.

"Ahhh, that was close... what were you thinking, spacing out like that?" he scolded me in a way I know he didn't mean it. "S-sorry... I was just thinking of how I will be able to get through this week... sorry for dragging you into this too, Heisuke-kun." I smiled apologetically at him. I saw his cheeks redden just a little, and he threw his hands into his hair, ruffling it roughly. "Well, I did promise your parents a long ago that I'd protect you..."

I barely heard what he said since a loud sound disturbed us. It turned out that someone trying to force open the door to the class...

"Crap, are we found already?" Heisuke and I exchanged looks.

"Hey... why is my secret hideout locked? Whoever you are inside, you'd better open up unless you want to get beat up by me..." the sound became loud knockings.

Ah. The both of us came to a realization at the same time. The owner of that voice... I gave Heisuke a knowing glance, and he nodded. He used both hands to form a hollow circle around his mouth, sticking it as close as possible to the door without actually touching it. It would've actually been funny and I would've teased Heisuke about it if it wasn't for the fact that what he was about to do may end our lives (exaggeration).

"... I'm going to unlock the door, but can you promise to enter without getting noticed fast?"

"..." the other party seemed to figure out it was Heisuke. He knocked the door in the tone of "no problem" in reply.

As quietly as he could, Heisuke unlocked the door. Immediately, it slid open and Okita stepped in, sliding it shut silent as a shadow behind him. We stared at each other for 3 full seconds before he opened his mouth which revealed very important information in a light tone other students wouldn't even be able to.

"So, how's it with this 'Yukimura Chase'? You can't stay here forever, you know. The competition's right after lunch!"

Hope I haven't already gone off too far track XD so in the next chapter (which idk when I'm gonna update), they're gonna participate in the Folkdance Competition! Oh, and did I mention? So are the teachers!