The Cheeky Junior Gal Becomes Too Cute When She Gets Attached to Me-Chapter 2Volume 1 .4 - The Too-Cheeky Junior Gal
The Too-Cheeky Junior Gal
For some reason, my acting doesn’t work on Kugenuma-Sensei.
Since it seemed foolish to continue pretending when I was clearly found out, I dropped the formalities to the bare minimum and let my attitude slip.
“Tsujidou, what exactly are you doing bringing a junior female student here? Ooba, has this worthless Student Council President done anything strange to you?”
“No, I came here on my own! Senpai hasn’t done anything to me.”
“How pitiful… It seems like you’re being coerced.”
What kind of image does Sensei have of me…
Sure, I did various things during my time as Vice President.
But, isn’t the phrase “hasn’t done anything to me” a bit oddly worded?
I sat back deeply in the chair while crossing my legs.
“So what brings you here?”
“Eh, Kugenu is the Student Council Advisor, right? Isn’t it normal for her to come?”
“What’s with that nickname…”
Along with the strange nickname, Monaka voiced an obvious fact.
Whether she likes to call me Chikapai or something else, does she have a preference for unique nicknames?
Setting that aside, it’s only natural for Monaka to tilt her head at my words.
There’s a perfectly good reason for a Student Council Advisor to visit the Student Council room—it’s their role as an advisor.
In reality, it’s impossible for students to manage the Student Council on their own.
While claiming to offer support, many schools have advisors who hold most of the decision-making power.
I heard that was the case with the advisor before I joined the Student Council… at least until the advisor changed.
Kugenuma-Sensei doesn’t fit that common sense.
“Hehe, isn’t it obvious?”
“Oh?”
She declared with mysterious confidence, so I propped my cheek with my hand and waited for her to continue.
“I can’t finish my work, so help meeee!”
She prostrated herself with incredible vigor while saying something so pathetic.
It was a beautiful form. One could see she was quite skilled at it.
“Sigh.”
As expected, I sighed deeply.
“Eh… I thought you were a cool beauty.”
“Monaka, you have no eye for people.”
“How could I have predicted this… After all, she’s always so cool…”
Monaka was taken aback beside me.
Well, I was also surprised when I first saw it.
Despite looking like a capable beauty, she’s actually a klutz… I got tired of seeing it during my Vice President days.
“Please. Tsujidou, you’re my only hope…”
Meanwhile, Kugenuma-Sensei continued to bow her head, unfazed by our cold stares.
“The vice-principal pushed his work onto me with a smirk… ugh, just because I’m one of the younger staff members.”
“Younger?”
“…yes?”
Muttering under her breath, Sensei glared up at me.
“Don’t worry, Kugenu is still young!”
“Ugh… The pure kindness of a JK pierces my heart…” (JK= High School Girl)
Struck by the words of Monaka, a true JK, Sensei clutched her chest and crouched down in pain.
Remembering that she was in a position to ask for favors, she then resumed her plea.
“When a job is pushed down from above, it then pushed further down… This is a microcosm of society, isn’t it?”
“I can’t argue with that…”
Even so, I can’t help but feel sympathy for Sensei, who is still stuck in an old-fashioned workplace.
I owe her a lot… Well, I feel like I take care of her more, but thanks to her, there are parts of my life I can enjoy freely, and I’m not averse to helping her out as a way of repaying the favor.
Fortunately, I’ve started to clear up some of the backlog of work (which was also originally Kugenuma-Sensei’s responsibility).
“Please! At this rate, my overtime will be longer than my actual working hours!”
That’s pitiful…
“Alright, I understand. What do you need me to do? I’ll at least listen to what you have to say.”
“Tsujidou…!”
As I sighed, Kugenuma-Sensei suddenly lifted her head.
“You’re exactly the student I thought you were!”
“Whether I’ll do it depends on what it is. Well, I’ll rack up a lot of favors and collect them with interest someday.”
Since there’s no need to pretend in front of this person, I speak frankly.
“Okay! I’ll help too!”
“Monaka, this doesn’t concern you.”
“But it’s a personal request from Kugenu, right? So, it’s okay if I help too, right, Sensei?”
Indeed, this was something I would take on not as the Student Council President, but on a personal level.
I haven’t heard the details, but more hands are always better.
As expected, Sensei nodded happily after seeing an opportunity.
“Yes, of course!”
“Okay, leave it to me!”
She agrees too easily.
I hope it’s not too much work.
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“Ugh, it’s so dusty.”
Ooba Monaka, who had changed into her tracksuit, made a grimacing face.
I also tried to breathe lightly to avoid inhaling the dust.
――Inventory check of the storage room.
That was the job Kugenuma-Sensei had asked me to do.
In this neglected corner of the school grounds, this storage room housed the equipment used for various events.
Perhaps because it’s rarely cleaned, dust swirled into the air the moment we opened the heavy sliding door.
“I guess it’s not exactly outside the scope of Student Council work…”
Convincing myself of that, I followed Monaka into the storage room.
“But it’s for a casual baseball game, right?”
“It’s totally just for the vice principal’s personal use…”
“I get why Kugenu would want to complain about it~”
During the winter break, the local baseball teams were allowed to use the school grounds.
None of the teachers seemed interested, except for the vice principal, who appeared quite enthusiastic.
It seemed he was all for the idea but had no intention of doing the work himself, so the task trickled down to us.
“In the end, it’s the underlings who lose out…”
Even as the Student Council President, I’m still just a student after all.
Well, if I think of it as a way to curry favor with Kugenuma-Sensei, it’s not such a big deal.
Honestly, I do feel sorry for Sensei.
“Really? I think it’s a gain for me~”
“Eh, you like manual labor? You’re not human.”
“I think there are people who like working…? I’m not one of them though.”
Absurd.
All of humanity hates labor.
I’d be sleeping all the time if I could.
Monaka rolled up the sleeves of her jersey and looked around the storage room.
“It’s not about that, I’m just happy to be with you, Senpai. It feels like youth.”
“I think this place is too gloomy to be called ‘youth’.”
“What’s wrong with that? We’re in different grades, so we wouldn’t get to do anything together without an opportunity like this, right?”
Indeed, aside from club activities, there are few chances for students from different grades to interact.
Moreover, Monaka and I have completely different social circles.
If it weren’t for her initiative, we probably would have finished school without ever interacting.
Still, I wonder why she’s so eager to get involved with me.
“That’s why I think it’s lucky that Kugenu gave us this job.”
“Is that so?”
“Besides, Chikapai, you love your job, don’t you? You’re even the Student Council President.”
With a nickname that I’m not sure if I should be happy about, she asked me a question I often hear.
My answer is always the same.
“No, I just want to go to university based solely on my grades and academic record, without doing something as inefficient as entrance exam prep.”
Of course, I respect those who are dedicated to their entrance exam studies. It’s just not for me.
To spend thousands of hours on something without knowing if it will yield results is a challenge I don’t have the courage or resolve for.
Instead, becoming the Student Council President was easy.
Scoring well on regular tests is no problem for me since I’m good at cramming.
I can work hard towards short-term goals, so securing a recommendation spot should be easy.
The path is clear, and the results are visible.
For that, a bit of trouble is acceptable.
