What is a Yandere? Vol 1 Chapter 15

Chapter 15

After she said that, I felt that as if I'm indeed a sicko pervert for doing such an act.

Under the desk, my hand was forced to stroke Miwa's tender yet supple thighs repeatedly, resulting in me unabling to pay attention to sensei's lesson. I kept struggling desperately to remove my hands away from under the desk, but still futile in my efforts so. The usually short forty-five minute lesson suddenly seemed so lengthy and exhaustive; seeing Miwa's concentrating face as she focused on the lesson made me had rather mixed feelings.

"dingdingdingdingdingding~"

The after-lesson bell had rang, prompting me to heave a sigh of deep relief; finally the lesson had ended, sensei tidied the lesson materials and left the cla.s.s, as Miwa suddenly released her grip on my hands, and I noticed that due to my nervousness, my palms are rather sweaty.

"Miwa, why did you place my hands onto your thighs?" Although I knew that asking this kind of question may make it seem somewhat awkward by nature, I still had to boldly question Miwa about her actions.

"Because Hiroto likes thighs~ that's why I'll let Hiroto stroke mine, only Hiroto can stroke mine and only mine~~ "

"Ehh, how did you know that I like......." I was about to complete my sentence when I realized that I probably shouldn't have said that, for it made me look like I'm a sicko pervert who has a fetish for such things.

"Because I'm always looking at Hiroto anytime and anywhere, if Hiroto loves thighs then he can stroke mine anytime he wants~ same goes for my b.r.e.a.s.t.s~ as long as my body can sastify Hiroto's needs, then my existence will have meaning~~ I looove youu Hiroto~ <3" miwa="" nonchalantly said="" while="" looking="" at="" my="" face,="" as="" i="" quickly="" rushed="" forward="" to="" cover="" up="" her="" cherry="" lips,="" but="" unexpectedly="" miwa="" stretched="" out="" her="" tongue="" to="" lick="" my="" palms,="" prompting="" me="" to="" retreat="" in="">

"D-d.a.m.n.............c-can't you lower your volume, saying this in school, what if other cla.s.smates hear us?"

The cla.s.smates who had gathered around after lesson had ended to chat heard Miwa's voice and turn around to look; but because me and Miwa sat at the corner of the cla.s.sroom, what's more with the cla.s.sroom being rather huge and s.p.a.cious, our conversation didn't really travel that far, resulting in that the cla.s.smates that was glancing at us turned around because they heard some noise and was curious about it, before turning back to resume their conversations.

"Hiroto are you afraid? Or are you saying that outside of school I can say that I love you any time I wanted to? I'm fine with them hearing it, so let's go openly tell them right now that we're dating alright."

"Who dated with you already? Don't anyhow say stuff, Miwa." I became speechless upon hearing her saying so.

"Didn't we go on a date yesterday, and isn't a date what couples usually do?"

"What kind of logic is that, I really felt like opening up your brain to see what's inside."

"It's all about Hiroto~"

"Stop saying about this kind of stuff already, it'll be bad if the other cla.s.smates heard us, worse would be when sensei finds out."

"Hiroto........ you're so concerned about other cla.s.smates huh, kukuku.... I'm really annoyed right now, do I need to kill off every one of them before Hiroto would pay attention to me?"

After she had finished talking, I suddenly felt a cold chill, Miwa can't be serious on that, can it......

Seeing me not responding to her, Miwa suddenly stood up; fr
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ightening me into quickly hugging her waist to prevent her from moving.

"Ahh~ Hiroto, what are you doing?" Due to my actions, Miwa's voice started trembling as she blushed furiously.

"Aren't I stopping you from doing something foolish?"

My loud yell attracted the attention of everyone in cla.s.s.

"Hiroto, what are you doing, I just wanted to go to the toilet......."

"Urrkkk, s-sorrysorrysorry." Thereafter I quickly let go of my hands tightly hugging Miwa's waist. Feeling the weird confused stares of my surrounding cla.s.smates, my face blushed bright red as I watched Miwa's figure leaving the cla.s.sroom.

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"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh lovelovelovelove Hirotohirotohirotohiroto soooo much, Hiroto just now actually boldly hugged my waist, should I record this timing down, yep I must record it down, where's my knife~?"

Sitting on the toilet bowl in the ladies' while engrossed in the joy of Hiroto boldly hugging me; I took out a fold-able mini knife out which was tucked beside my panties before proceeding to carve onto my left arm the time that Hiroto hugged me, down to the exact second, ignoring the blood that was left on my arm, leaving it dripping split-splat onto the floor.

(TL: lengthy, but this how chinese is, full of commas all the way without pausing. I tried to put ";" to a.s.sist in reading whenever possible.)

"Hirotohirotohirotohirotohirotohiroto, now whenever I slightly lower my head I'll know when was the first time Hiroto sooo boldly hugged me..... no wait, even if I don't write it down I can still memorize it......"

While I was murmuring to myself, the lesson-bell suddenly rang, I quickly used my hands to dab my arm a few times to stop the blood-flow, before tidying my attire, adjusting my appearance to it's perfect condition, then leaving the ladies' to head towards the cla.s.sroom.

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Seeing Miwa's calm demanour after coming back from the toilet as if nothing had ever happened previously, I heaved a sigh of relief when a sensei walked over. This lesson is about mathematics, a subject that gave me the most headaches. Every time I heard about maths it gave me some sort of sleepy feeling, since maths is too boring for me.

"Students, today's lesson will be a surprise maths test, to check if everyone yesterday was properly studying or not."

Hearing the sensei's words, the students let out agonized moans of disarray.

Seeing sensei handling down the papers, the question on it made me rather giddy.

"What kinda question is this, sensei have never talked about this before.....I'll be better off sleeping."

After saying that, I laid down onto my desk and slept....... after an unknown period of time I awoke as I felt something was slapping my thighs.

"Hiroto, Hiroto wake uup, I've completed my paper, hora, come copy it~ "

(TL: hora = cutesy way of saying "here" in jp)

I awoke to discover Miwa using her hands to slap my thighs to wake me up, and when I heard that she had completed her paper, I glanced up at the time, then taking her paper to look at it.

[TL: above sentence ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)...i need to disclaimer that it's author writin'] 

"Wow, Miwa is so awesome, the time's only just hit the half-way mark but you've really completed the paper, can I really copy it?"

"Yes Hiroto~ as long as it is Hiroto then everything is all right ~"

"Then I'll copy only half of it, if it was to be exactly the same as Miwa's, sensei is bound to get suspicious." I spewed out my somewhat code of copying conduct.

"Afterwords I focused on selectively copying certain contents from Miwa's paper, with the end result that I managed to complete my task before the time for the paper was up.

"Miwa, this time I'm really thankful, if not this time I'll definitely fail."