Too Much Affection Can Be a Problem 4
“I’m about to leave.”
Akira made an overtly annoyed face.
“It’s a quick matter, and I don’t mind changing locations.”
The male student seemed to have anticipated Akira’s unfriendly reaction and wasn’t fazed by it.
Everyone left in the classroom sensed the air of a confession, stayed put and listened intently.
Caught in the unnatural silence, their conversation stood out all the more.
I also froze, realizing that moving would only draw attention.
“If you have something to say, say it here. Otherwise, I’m leaving.”
Before he could get an answer, Akira stood up, slinging her bag over her shoulder.
Usually, confessing in front of others is tough, so it seemed like a roundabout way of rejecting the advance.
Akira was determined not to be swayed, ready to leave the scene as quickly as possible with an undeniable force.
At that point, the success rate of a confession would typically plummet.
Most boys would back down in the face of Akira’s presence.
“Alright, I’ll say it here.”
But the male student didn’t back down.
He appeared well-dressed and accustomed to dealing with women, belonging to a noticeable group, with his classmates watching his confession from the hallway.
“Kuhouin-san, I like you. I want you to go out with me.”
The male student expressed his feelings without hesitation.
I inadvertently stole a glance at Tenjō-sensei’s profile.
She showed a genuine surprise at the bold confession in the classroom.
Excited squeals from the girls could be heard in the corners of the room.
“——How nice.”
Watching the scene of the confession, I muttered quietly.
I envied the ability to openly express one’s feelings in front of others.
If a classmate was the object of affection, confessing love in the middle of the classroom would feel natural.
Falling for someone your age is common.
In the same space of a classroom, it’s natural for love to blossom between boys and girls during such a sensitive period, especially when one can express their affection so straightforwardly, which, despite being embarrassing, must be a proud moment for them.
I was witnessing a page of someone else’s youth.
“————”
I should leave the classroom now.
“Whoa there, Nikki. Where do you think you’re going?”
Mayuzumi-san blocked my path.
As the leading extroverted girl in the class, her eyes sparkled with excitement.
“Isn’t it wrong to watch?”
“It’s just that Akiaki’s intimidation didn’t work this time. Besides, it would be a waste to miss out on such a big event of youth!”
Pushed by her, I found myself back in the classroom.
“Isn’t it awful to have your confession witnessed by everyone?”
“Ririka doesn’t mind. If it’s successful, I’d want to be celebrated by everyone.”
“I can imagine Mayuzumi-san being open about love, but Akira dislikes the attention.”
“You know her well, huh, Nishiki? That’s why Akiaki needs your support.”
“I’ll leave that to you, Mayuzumi-san.”
“I just made her angry during lunch, so I want Nikki’s help too.”
“…You’re aware that you’re the one who upset her.”
“It’s fun to tease Akiaki. Anyway, let’s just watch over for now.”
I find myself forcibly crossed arms as if I have no say in the matter.
“Do we really need to be this close?”
“To make sure Nikki doesn’t escape.”
“Alright. I’ll stay with you, so let go.”
Otherwise, I might be misunderstood—look, Tenjō-sensei is watching us closely!?
I try my best to prove my innocence with my expression.
Tenjō-sensei turned away with a stern look.
“Nikki? What’s wrong?”
Talking to Mayuzumi-san always seems to lead to her peering into my face.
“It’s nothing.”
“Do you hate the idea of Akiaki getting a lover?”
“If Akira is okay with it, then it’s fine by me.”
Anyone who meddles in someone else’s love life should get kicked by a horse.
“Don’t worry. Akiaki will definitely turn him down.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“——Do you really think that confession will succeed?”
Despite maintaining a friendly smile, Mayuzumi-san’s eyes held a cold light.
Indeed, Akira rejected the confession without hesitation.
But the boy persisted.
He kept clinging on, piling up one flimsy excuse after another, desperately trying to advance his relationship with Kuhouin Akira.
He pulled out his smartphone, trying to exchange contact details, shamelessly continuing to express his feelings under everyone’s watchful eyes.
In a way, his tenacity was impressive.
Aggressiveness is essential for love to succeed.
That much is praiseworthy.
He must have had some past successes due to persistence.
However, sticking to his winning pattern when it’s clearly not working is a mistake.
As long as the other party is uncomfortable, no matter how genuine the feelings, it’s nothing but a nuisance.
As expected, Akira finally lost her temper at his excessive persistence.
“Hey, do you really think someone can suddenly fall in love with a person they’ve barely spoken to? How narcissistic can you be? Maybe you should work on your attitude rather than your looks. Your lack of perception is seriously unbearable. If I didn’t dislike you, I might consider exchanging contact information, but you should realize there’s zero chance when you’re being rejected. Also, that cologne you’re wearing? It’s so strong it’s unpleasant, so get away from me!”
A barrage of complaints spewed out like machine-gun fire.
The boy, his heart riddled with merciless verbal bullets, gave up and retreated to his friends in the hallway with tears in his eyes.
Akira glared at the classmates who had turned into spectators, and they all quickly looked away.
“See?”
Mayuzumi-san looked at me with an ‘I told you so’ expression.
“Yeah, but still… Even if the other person was too persistent, wasn’t that a bit too harsh?”
“The fact that his cologne is too strong and smells uncomfortable is true. Besides, everyone had been feeling dissatisfied with it for a while, so the other girls are probably relieved. They’re thinking, ‘Thank goodness Akiaki said it!’ Girls have a keener sense of smell than boys, you know.”
Mayuzumi-san applauded Akira’s remarks.
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I see, so it’s not just any pollution but “scent pollution.”
I guess too much of anything is bad.