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Insensitive Bocchi-kun ~Reluctantly Heading to School Today~: c9

Chapter 9 : C9

 

Chapter 09: The Weakest

 

Clatter clatter.

“Excuse me!” 

“Oh, good morning. What’s up? Did you come to see me this early in the morning, by any chance?”

But yesterday’s “The White Gambler” was really amazing after all. I might read it again when I get home.

As usual, I was lying face down on the desk with my eyes closed, and the scenes from the manga I bought and read yesterday were vividly lingering in my mind.

“Hey, do you know of any boy in this class who wears glasses… What should I call it? He doesn’t look strong at all, but he’s incredibly good at fighting?”

By the way, that scene was so cool. The protagonist never would have expected him to set such a clever trap for the enemy.

It must have fooled all the readers. It was quite refreshing and felt great. It truly was an amazing manga.

The next one will be out in three months…

“Hey… Does anyone know?”

Hm? Someone seems to have been saying something for a while now. I wonder what’s going on.

 

“Yamamoto-san, with your wide network, don’t you know? Do you know such a boy?”

“I-I don’t know. S-Sorry.”

“Really?”

“R-Really.”

This voice… I’m certain…

“Hm? Who’s the guy sleeping at that desk? Lift your head for a moment.”

This commanding tone… It’s definitely Shibuya-san.

Here she comes again.

As noisy as ever.

“Hey, wait a sec.”

 

Could it be about what happened yesterday…? It’s bothering me, so I reluctantly stop pretending to sleep and try to lift my heavy head from the desk.

What? It won’t move.

“Um, I really don’t think it’s this guy. He seems quite shy and probably has never been in a fight. He’s still sleeping, so I think it’s better to leave him alone. Yeah, if we’re talking about strength, he’s probably the weakest in this class.”

This voice… Yamamoto… Why’s she holding my head down?

I don’t understand.

And why’s she casually saying something mean about me…

 

“Hahaha, indeed, that guy doesn’t exist, Shibuya-san. He’s the weakest in this class, no, in this school.”

“True, he was even getting bullied.”

“Yeah. It’s definitely not this guy. The only commonality is the glasses.”

They’re just saying whatever they want.

What have I done to these guys…?

I don’t know the whole story, but still.

Why am I being ridiculed like this, called weak…?

Well, it doesn’t matter.

I can’t lift my head while being held down, and if it’s about what happened yesterday, I don’t want to get involved in something troublesome.

Should I just stay like this?

(Sorry, really sorry.)

Yamamoto apologized in a barely audible voice that probably only I could hear, but why is she even doing this in the first place?

I still don’t understand…

“Sigh… I wonder where is he? I’ve searched everywhere, but he’s nowhere to be found. It’s strange, he’s definitely in the same grade as me in this school. He should at least tell me his name since he did something good. Seriously!”

“Hey hey, who are you looking for this time? Don’t get irritated like that, it ruins your cute face, Shibuya-san… Oh, ignoring us again, huh?”

Ah, I finally managed to lift my head.

Wait, she’s already gone.

Seriously, she’s like a storm…

Anyway, I still don’t understand.

My mental HP has taken a beating since the morning.

Maybe I should just go home today…

No, really.

TLN- I know this chapter is very small, will make up for it in the next chapter, its big… anyways see you in some hours.