Chapter 112
But considering her rank and aura, it's only natural—indeed, I'm not the only one who lacks experience.
Judging from her location, she was indeed a parent accompanying a student. And the other girl—was she in a first-grade class? He began looking around, trying to find Shiina Mahiru.
After some effort, I finally saw her—though that's what I wanted to say, it didn't actually take much effort.
Perhaps it's because she's also very attractive, or perhaps it's because someone saw her getting out of a luxury car with a silver-haired girl. She's currently being surrounded by a group of girls who are trying to talk to her, and she looks somewhat troubled.
The two figures, surrounded and admired by everyone, seemed to belong to a completely different world from him.
That's right, completely different from his gloomy and unremarkable self... He silently lowered his head.
Having come to this remote school to avoid acquaintances, I only happened to greet them once; we didn't even have any real interaction. I'll just stick to living a normal high school life.
The students on both sides, chattering away, were just like him—though no one had ever greeted him yet.
Even knowing this, a question still arose in his mind.
Since I met them in the hallway this morning, do they live there too? Will I have another chance to see them in the future—especially that white-haired girl?
Perhaps every young boy loves to dream; he inevitably harbors such expectations...
Ten minutes later,
Once all the new students were seated and quiet, the ceremony officially began.
First, the principal launched into his long, tedious speech—is this a common problem in all schools worldwide?
The audience below, including Ogura Asahi, were all sleepy. She had thought she would never have such an opportunity again in her life, but she never expected to be fortunate enough to experience it.
Of course, it might be better for freshmen who are actually students of this school and are here for the first time.
Her mind was blank; she ignored everything and even took out her phone to play, oblivious to everyone around her.
That's the good thing about being a parent—you don't have to worry about teachers' rules, you can play on your phone openly without anyone saying anything. I just wonder if this will set a bad example for those students who still frequently look back at their parents.
One word: awesome!
An hour later, she put down her phone because the only part she was looking forward to and was interested in was about to begin.
That is: a freshman representative gives a speech on stage.
Needless to say, the representative this time was once again Shiina Mahiru, who scored the highest in the entrance exam.
As expected of my little sister, she's amazing!
She covered her mouth and nose with emotion, her eyelashes trembling. Perhaps this was how she would feel if she were ever fortunate enough to become a real parent and sit among them?
What? My child's grades are bad and she's embarrassed, what should I do? Just kill her!
Her family has a history of geniuses, excellent family traditions, and such strong educational resources. How could they allow a child who can't get first place and can't become a representative to jump around and swagger around at home?
She's the freshman representative? Fujimiya Shu stared in surprise at the girl on the podium who looked familiar to him.
Her light, flaxen-yellow hair framed her beautiful, moon-like face, and her graceful figure couldn't be concealed even by her ordinary school uniform. Her melodious voice, like that of a nightingale, attracted the attention of many students.
A significant portion of them, while looking at her, also whispered among themselves, their gazes unconsciously drifting behind them.
It seems the speed at which rumors spread should not be underestimated; a considerable number of people already know about the relationship between Shiina Mahiru and Ogura Asahi.
Fujimiya Shu's eyes were filled with complex emotions. If it weren't for prior knowledge of the extraordinary relationship between the two women and the fact that he hadn't seen the white-haired girl today, everyone's attention would probably be focused on the speaker.
Although she is already very outstanding and lovely, it still can't stop people's yearning for higher, faster, more beautiful, and more mysterious things.
Ogura Asahi, standing behind, was secretly gritting his teeth at the sight.
A bunch of rude and vulgar people, listen carefully to your speech, you lot!
My younger sister is so cute and outstanding, why are you all looking at me? Do I have something on my face?
She's the one you'll be facing for the Mirai three years, okay? Or is it that because you can see her for three years, you don't care about her now?
So, the human heart is truly...
After a period of varied reactions and highly complex psychological activity from all parties, the ceremony finally came to an end.
That's all for today. Once it's over, everyone can go home.
Therefore, after the event ended, Shiina Mahiru went directly to the back and found Ogura Asahi.
"Sister Asahi, let's go back!" She flashed a bright smile she had never shown in class or on the podium before, unconsciously attracting many eyes.
"Okay, let's go." Ogura Asahi smiled and nodded, leaving the seating area and walking towards the school gate.
Suddenly, she stopped and looked to her right—her right hand had been grasped by Shiina Mahiru without her noticing.
"Dama?" Her expectant gaze was pitiful.
"Of course—it's not impossible, let's go!" She straightened her expression and, amidst countless gazes, strode away, leading her away from there.
Upon arriving at the school gate, the two boarded the waiting limousine.
After the two got into the car, it started and drove away.
Noon,
Instead of going out to a fancy restaurant to celebrate, at Shiina Mahiru's insistence, they bought some groceries at a nearby supermarket and once again personally cooked a sumptuous and delicious meal.
"Has this kid gotten a taste of something new?" Ogura Asahi sighed, feeling like he'd shot himself in the foot.
Rather than going through the trouble of cooking for herself, she'd much rather just order takeout for convenience...
Well, what can I do? Today's the day to celebrate for her, so I guess I'll just have to listen to her. She's her own child; who else would she spoil if not her?
Stir-fry! Stir-fry hard! Stir-fry vigorously!
With a solemn expression, she shook the spatula, creating a fragrant aroma of roasting over a wok.
After a pleasant meal,
"Are you really not coming back with me for the night?"
"Hmm~ um~ I'd rather not." Shiina Mahiru her hands together in front of her and shook her head with a satisfied expression.
"I have to go to school tomorrow. If I go today, I'll have to trouble Miss Yashiro to take me tomorrow."
"I told you not to worry about these things, you silly child." Ogura Asahi looked helpless; unable to persuade her otherwise, she could only give up.
"In that case, you can come over whenever you want, whenever you have a holiday or free time." She added gently, "Remember, that will always be your home."
"..." Shiina Mahiru opened her mouth, hesitated, then pursed her lips and gave her the most natural and cheerful smile of the day, "Mm!"
After saying goodbye, Ogura Asahi was insisted on being escorted downstairs by Shiina Mahiru, and got into her car and left under her watchful gaze.
The car then headed back towards Tokyo.
Volume 1: The Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 150 First Day at School, the Mystery Revealed
The next morning,
Reminded by the alarm clock, Sakurakoji Talent opened her eyes, stared at the ceiling that was both strange and familiar, and slowly sat up.
He yawned through his teary eyes, stretched, and dragged his flawless long hair toward the washroom.
This is his room in the Sakura Mansion, not the Ten no Yashiro.
After finishing work at Starry Night last night, he came straight here instead of going back to his little apartment on the top floor of Ten no Yashiro.
He chose the Sakura Mansion because he had something to do today—something he had to do as Ogura Asahi.
Today is a special day for him and for everyone else.
The date was Monday, the 31st day of March, the day he was going back to school after many years.
Ironically, at roughly the same age, some people have already chosen to drop out of school to pursue their dreams, while he, for some reason, is forced to pick up his textbooks again and return to school every day like an office worker.
No, it's even worse than being an office worker!
At least when he was an office worker, all he had to do each day was draw design drafts, look at reports and documents, and operate the mouse; his time was entirely up to him.
He never experienced going to a fixed location to check in every day during his time abroad.
All I can say is that everyone's situation is different. Glug glug... He spat out the mouthwash and wiped the foam from the corner of his mouth.
Although he now manages to balance studying and working, he has to shoulder both responsibilities... He looked at himself in the mirror, used a hair clip to hold the hair on his forehead up, started to wet his face with water, and then applied cleansing products to his face.
On the first day of school, you want to make a good impression on your classmates, so your appearance is a must, don't you think?
Yesterday he was a parent, and today he's been demoted to a student?
The ups and downs of life are truly dazzling, he couldn't help but sigh.
Also, although it was Shiina Mahiru who requested it, it's fortunate that she didn't come yesterday, otherwise I would have had to sneak around and hide it from her this morning.
He washed his face with clean water again, picked up a dry cloth and carefully wiped away the water droplets. Then he used a hairdryer to dry the small amount of damp hair, and applied several kinds of cosmetics such as serums, moisturizers, sunscreens, and styling products to his dry and smooth skin.
Finally, I casually tied a few strands of the brightest silver-white hair on both sides and secured them with hair knots. The preparation work for my head was basically complete.
Although it's the first day of school, it's nothing to worry about; a little preparation is all that's needed.
He returned to his bedroom, selected the clean, ironed, brand-new brown school uniform from the closet hanger, took it down, and put it back on the hanger.
Walking up to the full-length mirror, he took off his pajamas, changed his height in three seconds, skillfully picked up the necessary disguise parts, and equipped himself with them along with his school uniform.
A few minutes later, admiring the striking appearance of the ordinary high school girl in the mirror, she slightly raised the corners of her mouth, narrowed her red eyes, and smiled with satisfaction.
Although tasks like makeup, hair styling, and dressing could be done by a maid, he wasn't lazy enough to do that, nor was he used to being waited on like that. This was one of the reasons why he had never really wanted Personal Maid.
Well, everything else is fine, but the school uniform is just so-so, and the color is rather dull, which is a shame.
Looking at the clothes in the mirror, a hint of regret flashed in her eyes. Since she had to wear them, she still hoped they could be something a little cuter.
Ah, but that woman seems to really like it. She once said the dress was cute. I don't really understand his taste.
But those are all secondary. The most important thing is still my original purpose. Oh well, I'll just have to make do.
"Young Master, are you up yet? It's almost time." Accompanied by a knock on the door, Yashiro Ichiyo's voice came from outside.
"Coming right away," he replied in a familiar female voice.
Half an hour later,
After finishing breakfast and tea in the dining room, Sakurakoji Talent put down his teacup and headed towards the mansion gate.
"Miss Asahi, this is your schoolbag. The books and stationery you need for today are already inside." The maid, who had been waiting at the door, presented the leather briefcase with Hands.
Oh right, there's this too, I almost forgot, he suddenly realized and reached out to take it.
"Thanks."
"Classes will start right after the opening ceremony today, so you probably won't be back for lunch. Here's a bento box we prepared; please accept it." A maid on the other side also brought over a large bento box wrapped in a tablecloth.
"Thank you--wow, it's a bit heavy." Sakurakoji Talent remarked, carrying a bag in one hand and a lunchbox in the other.
"Hehe, since it's the first day, the head maid prepared a little extra." The young, short-haired maid who brought the bento box chuckled as she placed her Hands between her legs.
"I see, thank you for preparing all this for me." Sakurakoji Talent nodded.
"No, this is what we should do! After all, it's the 'Young Miss's' first day of school, and our Sakura Mansion's maid corps absolutely cannot allow any problems to occur!"
"That's right, that's right!"
"Thank you for your support..." He was touched but also a little embarrassed by their enthusiastic response.
Although his motives for going to school weren't entirely pure, it was truly wonderful that his family and maids were so supportive. It must have been wonderful!
He shook his head, clearing his thoughts, and walked towards the car parked in front.
"Well then, I'm off!"
Have a safe trip! XN