The Line That Separates Them. — Line 2

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Their Second Encounter, and Her First…

After that first encounter with him, I felt emotions that were unknown to me. Intrigue and interest would be the best words to describe them, but mixed within those was a feeling of which I had no knowledge or experience of.

I wanted to know more about him. His name, his class, his interests, his abilities, these trivial details were only the tip of the iceberg, but I had to start somewhere.

I couldn’t ask anyone, if I did, it would bring a lot of inconvenience to him, I knew that, but I still couldn’t hold myself back.

I tried asking my friends from different classes in a vague way.

“I just wanted to thank him.”

I would say that, only so that my interest in him wouldn’t create disturbances in his life.

“He should be castrated for touching you!”

I would receive the same anger filled statement from both males and females.

I suppressed my urge to run all over the school and find him.

And after three days of extensive searching, it was as if God himself had answered my wish.

“Today we have combined P.E with class E.”

“Is that so…”

It was my best friend, Yukimura Chiaki, who said that to me while I was lost in the barren fields of my mind, searching for that one person.

“Yes! They have a really handsome guy in their class. Aoki Fumiya. Girls are going crazy over him. I heard that the boys are going to play soccer today, I wonder if I’ll be able to talk to him?”

“Is that so…”

I wonder if ‘he’ is in class E?

“Hey, Miya-chan, you’ve been spacing out a lot lately, are you okay?”

“U-Umm, yeah, I am fine. Thanks for worrying about me Chi-chan.”

“N-No, I am just jealous. I can’t get over the fact that you look so beautiful even when you’re in a daze.”

“Stop teasing me…”

Chiaki had been by my side since elementary school, she is my guardian angel of some sorts. She’s been protecting me from boys as long as I could remember.

She is a cute girl with pretty brown hair which fall down to her shoulders. Her slant nose somehow goes perfectly with her round face. Her stature is a little taller than me, so her long legs and pale arms are beautiful. But I guess both of us realize that her cuteness has always been overshadowed by me, but she doesn’t care about it at all and still continues to stay by my side. I love her, she’s most precious person to me in the whole world.

“I am not teasing you.”

“Fine, fine. Return to your seat, class is about to start.”

“Yes!”

She energetically settled on her seat and waved at me as if to say “good luck!”.

I waved back and placed my chin on my hand and started thinking about him again.

I couldn’t even tell what happened that day, but I was suddenly getting changed for PE class.

“Oh~ Miya-chan, how do you even maintain such voluptuous yet frail figure?”

“What do you mean Sakura-san?”

“I mean, just look at those impressive assets, and then move your glance down to your zero-figure abdomen. What unfairness!!”

Sakura-san started to walk in my direction with a mischievous look in her eyes, I tried to resist but I couldn’t escape from the hands of a devil.

“Ah~ They’re so~ soft.”

“Ah~ Stop it!! Sakura-saaan~”

My breasts were in Sakura-san’s grasp, she was groping them with all her strength, she seemed to enjoy the experience, but the same couldn’t be said in my case.

“Hey, Sakura, what do you think you’re doing having the goddess of the whole school to yourself?”

The other girls finished changing and came over to see what was causing all the commotion.

I thought that I was saved, but I was wrong.

“You guys wanna join in?”

Sakura-san looked up, and grinned mysteriously.

“Nobody is joining in anything!!!”

I retorted with all my strength, but it was all in vain.

““““Then, pardon the intrusion.””””

They started closing the distance and surrounded me from all sides, the proximity between us wouldn’t really be called healthy, but I was completely immoblie, unable to protect myself from the beasts of hell.

“!!!!!”

After the teacher found us and kicked us out. We made our way to the ground. Where we started our game of dodgeball together with the girls of class ‘1-E’.

“Hey, hey, I wonder when the boys will come out, I wanna see Aoki-kun.”

One of the girls in my class said aloud.

“Yeah, you’re right!”

Sakura-san followed her statement with her own loud exclamation.

“Yeah, our Aoki-kun is really popular. But I wonder why he always hangs out with Kawashima-kun?”

One of the girls from class E spoke as if it was a very unusually common thing for them to witness.

“Yes, I was wondering as well. They weren’t in the same middle school or anything, it seems to me like it’s just Kawashima-kun sticking close to him to gain popularity.”

“Well, it’s not like Kawashima-kun is bad or anything. He’s very gentle and kind, he’s sort of enigmatic, and his looks are nothing to look away from either. It’s just that… He always gets outshined by Aoki-kun.”

One of the girls said so, as if to rebuke her classmate.

““““““You’re right.””””””

But it was a unanimous agreement.

I wonder who this Kawashima-kun is? Apparently he’s thought pretty highly of by his classmates.

My back was turned on the soccer field, this was suggested by everyone, so that the boys wouldn’t get ‘distracted’.

“Look, look, the boys are here. Hey, Kobayashi-san, please don’t turn around, I want the boys to look at us too.”

One of the girls from class E said so pleadingly while clasping her hands in front of her.

“Okay, okay, I get it.”

I said dejectedly, and concentrated on the game.

The girls started whispering among themselves with minimal lip movements. They were taking discreet peeks at the football field which was behind me.

I could hear the girls admire this Aoki-kun with slightly red faces.

In the middle of their discussion about various boys, in which they analyzed each boy one by one, they finally arrived at one of the names I’ve been sort of intrigued by.

“Kawashima-kun sure is athletic, huh.”

“Yeah, but here too, he gets outshined Aoki-kun, look at Aoki-kun, he’s talking with Kawashima-kun again. Kawashima-kun seems annoyed somehow… maybe he’s angry with Aoki-kun outshining him?”

“Could be… I mean, sometimes it kind of feels like Kawashima-kun is intentionally letting Aoki-kun outshine him, doesn’t it?”

“You just like him Minami… Earlier as well, you defended him and proceeded to point out all his good qualities.”

“…”

This girl whose name seemed to be Minami blushed, her face red, her head tilted downwards.

She’s very beautiful, this Kawashima guy would be lucky to have her.

“…It’s more interest than liking. I mean, he’s just so mysterious, even at that time when he helped Ko-”

“Ah!”

This scream originated from me, the back of my head was suddenly hit with a ball. I was so unintentionally engrossed in their discussion that I didn’t realize that a ball was coming at me from behind.

I fell over, and by twisting my body, I fell over with my back on the ground.

“Kobayashi-san!”

“Miya-chan!”

I heard voices of concern originating from all around me as well as from the soccer field. The voices from soccer field seemed more concerned than the ones from the people who were just beside me. As expected, I guess.

While I was contemplating about such things, I heard a vaguely familiar voice coming from the same direction as the ball.

“Oi! You alright?”

I turned my head in the direction of the voice which seemed to be coming from a boy…

And there he was, jogging in my direction, not even a speck of sweat on his being, as if he had just came out of the changing room when we’ve already been out here for more than an hour.

My face started heating up, the slight pain which I was experiencing in my back had already vanished at the sight of him. I started recalling the things which haven’t had left my mind until now, constantly popping up in my brain, reminding me of his existence, and here he was, closing the distance between us with the same calm look on his face.

The girls surrounded me, only leaving a small space, as if inviting him in.

I was unconsciously staring at him, I realized it and wanted to avert my gaze, but my head wouldn’t turn, I had already lost my reign on my senses, at this point, they were fueled by the intense emotions whirling in my chest.

He reached me and filled up the remaining space left by the girls.

The ball which hit me was in Sakura-san’s hands, and she watched him with a lukewarm gaze.

“So it’s you, huh, Princess?”

He said that with a wry smile and held his hand out, the others girls started to raise their own hand as to intercept him, but I immediately grabbed his hand and he lifted me up lightly, exactly the same as before.

Before I could say anything, he spoke up.

“What’s with you and these unfortunate injuries? You should be more conscious of your surroundings, Princess.”

“Hey, that’s rude, it was your ball that hit me, you know?”

Before anyone could reply to him, I spoke up as if to monopolize our communication.

“Don’t say such misleading things with that red face Princess.”

I realized that my face was completely red from ear to ear.

“T-That’s, it’s just heat.”

“Is that so? Then let’s leave it at that, shall we. Now then, can I ask you to release my hand?”

I looked downwards and realized that my hand was gripping his hand tightly.

I retracted my hand and slowly moved my gaze upwards.

“How’s your foot, by the way?”

“I-It’s fine… thank you for that.”

“Just so you know, I can’t do the same thing for your back, if it hurts, go to the infirmary.”

Just how was he so calm? My face was hot and I was losing my composure, I wanted to ask him so many things, but if I did that here with so many people around, I would only put him in a bad spot.

“Hey, you! Kawashima or whatever, where do you get off hitting our goddess and then moving on to holding her hand and then gripping it and enjoying the feels.”

My eyes widen… So, he’s Kawashima, the one boy who caught my interest among all of the boys who were talked about. Not even every girl’s dream boy caught my ear, but he did.

Is it fate? I asked myself.

But before I could drown into my world of fantasies, I had to defend him. It was clearly me who was gripping his hand tightly.

“N-”

“Oh, well, it’s not every day that you get to hold the hand of the school’s renowned ‘Goddess’, right? Please let it slide for today, and the ball, please?”

He said that with a straight face, he said such a thing with the same calm and composed tone that he always had. On the other hand, even my neck started getting red and I could feel steam coming from my head.

“No! This will not do! You didn’t even apologize properly, get on your knees and beg for forgiveness right this second.”

“Hm? What do you mean apologize? It wasn’t me who hit the Princess, it was that idiot over there.”

Everybody moved their gaze to where he was pointing. There was a really handsome guy with both his hands joined above his head, he was bowing as to apologize to me.

“Oh, it’s Aoki-kun? Then it’s fine, I guess.”

Sakura-san, looks like I have to have a long chat with you afterwards.

“But still, kneel down and apologize for touching her.”

SAKURA-SAAAAAAAN.

“Am I in the edo-period or something? Well, considering it’s the Princess, I wouldn’t blame you for saying something like that, but still, I’d rather not.”

I desperately grabbed the ball from Sakura-san’s hands and presented it to him, my embarrassment at the absolute limit, but I still had to do something about that.

“Thanks, Princess.”

He extended his hand in my direction to grab the ball but I pulled the ball away.

“Stop calling me Princess.”

I said so in a little bit of a desperate voice. I sounded like a maiden in love who wanted her beloved to call her by her first name.

“Yeah, you’re right. You’re more like a ‘Queen’ aren’t you?”

He said so after a bit of thinking, and the same aloof attitude.

I looked at his face with fierce anger in my eyes, he noticed it backed up a bit.

“Well, fine, I’ll call you by your name. The thing is… I don’t know your name.”

That honestly came as a shock to me, but I felt relieved at the same time.

“It’s Miya, Kobayashi Miya.”

“Is that so? My name is Kawashima Takumi.”

I adopted a smile and passed the ball to him.

“Take care of yourself, Kobayashi-san.”

No Miya-chan? Miya-san? Or even just Miya? Why? Why ‘Kobayashi-san’?

“Oh, is that you, Minami? Do your best.”

“U-U-Umm, y-yeah, T-Takumi-kun.”

While I was in despair, I saw Minami-san’s face bloom in joy. It was red, but anyone could tell that she was extremely happy.

And after that, he simply left with the ball and joined with the other boys.

I could only see his back getting further and further away. I felt like I needed to grab his shirt and pull him back, but I knew doing so would be bad for him.

While thinking of such things, I heard an excited voice behind me.

“Hey, listen to this. He just called her ‘Minami’.”

“Hey, when did this happen. I think he only calls Aoki-kun by his first name, when did you make the move on him?”

“W-Well, i-it wasn’t like I made a move or anything. He’d been calling me by my last name ever since we met. I told him to call me by my first name this morning, he agreed when I told him that I’d been sitting behind him all this time, and calling each other by our last names makes us seem more distant than we are.”

“But you were so happy when he called you by your first name.”

“You’re still blushing, you know?”

“You’re surprisingly bold, Fujiwara-san.”

What is this feeling in my chest? Why is my heart aching so much? He called me ‘Kobayashi-san’ but he called this girl ‘Minami’, what is this indescribable pain? Why am I feeling so lonely even while being surrounded by so many people?

I finally found the word to describe that emotion which came mixed with Intrigue and Interese.

It was love.


“K-Kawashima-kun.”

I heard a sort of hesitant voice from behind me, and I turned around to find a slightly red Fujiwara-san.

“What is it Fujiwara-san?”

I addressed her in the same way that I did every day.

“Call me Minami!”

She was forceful, it felt like she gathered all her courage for that. Her face was red and her legs could be seen trembling under the table.

“Eh?”

I mean, I don’t really mind calling someone by their first name, but why? She’s like the cutest girl in class. I always get hit in the flank by the guys who are aiming for her. If I start calling her by her first name, I think my health would be in severe danger.

Fujiwara Minami is one of the brightest students in our class. At first glance, she seems kind of timid, but she is actually really courageous and brave. She stood against three senpais who were bullying her friend. Since then, her admirers have been drastically increased.

I could name ten guys who were aiming for her right here and now, and looking at her, I wouldn’t blame them.

She was a girl on the simpler side of things. Her height was a little over 165 centimetres, her blonde hair were let down and reached her abdomen. Apparently, her mom is an American, and she was raised there until she was ten. She also has blue eyes and pure white skin. She has a completely foreighner appearance, but her Japanese was very fluent so none could reprimand her. Her body lines were also impressingly curvy which drew the attention of every guy in the class.

If I were to call such a beauty by her first name, I’m sure the peaceful life I desire would be an unattainable dream.

“I-I’ve been sitting behind you for the last month. It is justified.”

“It is?”

At this point, she really seemed desperate. Her face was red and it seemed like she reached her limit in the courage department.

“It is…”

This statement was less energetic than the previous ones, I could feel the displeasure oozing out of her.

“Okay then, Minami it is. However, it seems unfair if it’s just me who is using first names. Please refer to me as Takumi.”

“Yes! Takumi-kun!”

Her energy replenished in the blink of an eye, she cheerfully called my name and started fidgeting.

“So, what were you going to say?”

“Oh, that, yeah, it seems that we’re going to have combined P.E with class A today.”

“Is that so? Thanks for telling me.”

“Hehe, no problem.”

I could feel the pink aura of happiness originating from her, but I decided to leave it alone.

And after the same procedure of gazing out of the window during classes, P.E period arrived and we went into the men’s locker room to change into our gym uniforms.

I silently changed in my corner locker as to not let anyone see my body.

And after I was done changing, I closed my locker and I was met with a confrontational grin by Fumiya.

“What is it, Fumiya?”

“What’s the plan Takumi?”

“Same as always.”

“That so, ‘kay.”

He said so cheerfully and then placed his hand around my shoulders,

“We get to see Miya-chan in shorts~”

“This is why I was born~”

“Miya-chan in shorts~”

“I am living my dream right now.”

“There’s Miya-chan, but there’s also Minami-chan, y’know?”

“Yeah, you are right!”

“The two most beautiful girls of first year together! This is heaven.”

“If we’re talking about Miya-chan, she’s probably the most beautiful girl in the whole school. Minami-chan is easily second place in our year, but there are senpais who can overtake her.”

“No use discussing the realm we can’t reach.”

“…What is wrong with them?”

I asked the person who had his hand around my shoulder with a concerned voice.

“Your guess is as good as mine, Takumi.”

Fumiya said with a wry smile.

“Well, you’re really good looking. You can get any girl you want Fumiya.”

“…Shut up.”

“Hehehe, don’t you want a girlfriend? If you keep spending all of your time with me, you’ll just be wasting away your youth.”

“You just want me to stop clinging to you, right? Not happening! I’d rather spend my time with you, and you know why.”

“Don’t say such misleading things.”

“Hehehe, are they though?”

I pushed away his hand and we moved to the soccer field.

We played soccer for more than 45 minutes, and it was perfect. There were some moments when things got problematic but I pulled Fumiya in a corner and thoroughly told him to behave himself.

And while giving a pass, Fumiya kicked the ball outside the field and it went and crashed into some girls’ head.

Fumiya came running to me.

“Hey, Takumi, go and get the ball for me, please.”

“Why?”

“See there, Fujiwara-san is there, and Miya-chan is probably there as well. The only man in the world who could hold a conversation with the two of them would probably be you.”

“I guess so. You’re just a pervert.”

“Please… I’ll apologize from here.”

I massaged my temple and ran in the direction where the ball landed.

As I approached, I could see a circle forming around a girl who had apparently fallen down.

There was the space for a single person to fit in there, looks like they’re waiting for me somehow.

The person who had fallen down, was staring in my direction, but because of all the shadows, their face wasn’t visible, so when I reached, it was a surprise to find the girl’s identity.

“So it’s you, huh, Princess?”

I said so and offered her my hand, which she desperately and quickly grasped.

Looks like she wasn’t hot on idea of a boy looking at her in that erotic posture while wearing shorts, which completely revealed her white thighs.

Her face was beet red. It seemed like I was going to be accused of looking at her vulnerable state, so I instantly changed the topic.

“What’s with you and these unfortunate injuries? You should be more conscious of your surroundings, Princess.”

She gasped and replied.

“Hey, that’s rude, it was your ball that hit me, you know?”

Her reply was actually really amusing and cute. She puffed her cheeks and said such a thing as if not realizing it herself.

“Don’t say such misleading things with that red face Princess.”

I couldn’t help but say that.

“T-That’s, it’s just heat.”

It is just not heat, but I guess I am safe. If she were to loudly call me a pervert, I am sure the whole school would be on my tail trying to kill me.

“Is that so? Then let’s leave it at that, shall we. Now then, can I ask you to release my hand?”

I mentally sighed in relief and asked her to release my hand. She was holding it so tightly as if restraining a criminal.

Was she really planning to accuse me of a crime which I am sure I didn’t commit?

“How’s your foot, by the way?”

“I-It’s fine… thank you for that.”

“Just so you know, I can’t do the same thing for your back, if it hurts, go to the infirmary.”

I started idle chit-chat so that I could at least gain some trust from her, and while I am at it, the ball that was held by an unknown girl who was scowling at me.

While I was looking in her direction, she spoke up as if she read my intentions.

“Hey, you! Kawashima or whatever, where do you get off hitting our goddess and then moving on to holding her hand and then gripping it and enjoying the feels.”

“N-”

It felt like she was starting to say something, but if she were to say that she held my hand so that I couldn’t run away, that would be bad.

“Oh, well, it’s not every day that you get to hold the hand of the school’s renowned ‘Goddess’, right? Please let it slide for today, and the ball, please?”

I made a spontaneous but completely believable excuse, and asked for the ball while I was at it.

“No! This will not do! You didn’t even apologize properly, get on your knees and beg for forgiveness right this second.”

Oh, yeah, about that.

“Hm? What do you mean apologize? It wasn’t me who hit the Princess, it was that idiot over there.”

I pointed in the direction where Fumiya was idiotically clasping his hands together above his head.

“Oh, it’s Aoki-kun? Then it’s fine, I guess.”

The same girl who wanted me to apologize said that. Good looks sure have their benefits, I thought.

“But still, kneel down and apologize for touching her.”

“Am I in the edo-period or something? Well, considering it’s the Princess, I wouldn’t blame you for saying something like that, but still, I’d rather not.”

I made an unconscious retort. What’s with this girl? What does she mean kneel down and apologize?

The Princess grabbed the ball from the annoying girl’s hand and presented it to me.

“Thanks, Princess.”

I said that and extended my hand towards the ball. When I was almost touching the ball, she pulled it away.

“Stop calling me Princess.”

“Yeah, you’re right. You’re more like a ‘Queen’ aren’t you?”

Amusing, I thought. I believed that she would laugh as well. But her eyes were unamused.

I backed down and asked her.

“Well, fine, I’ll call you by your name. The thing is… I don’t know your name.”

I knew she was called ‘Miya-chan’ but I can’t call her that, right?

“It’s Miya, Kobayashi Miya.”

“Is that so? My name is Kawashima Takumi.”

I introduced myself and grabbed the ball she threw at me.

“Take care of yourself, Kobayashi-san.”

I said that to her and took a glance at the other girls standing in a circle.

“Oh, is that you, Minami? Do your best.”

“U-U-Umm, y-yeah, T-Takumi-kun.”

Her face turned red and she waved at me as I left.

I could hear bits and pieces of a suspicious conversation behind my back, but I ignored it.

That was my second encounter with the Princess, and we’ve just only greeted each other since then, I just hope that she doesn’t get involved in my life.


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