Just a short story about an idea I had. Takes place after volume 10.

Blessings or Misfortune?

How did this happen...

As a healthy highschool boy, I should be happy at this turn of events. However, I can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of impending doom forsaking my life.

And all because I wanted my bag.

Opening the classroom door of the room 1-D, my gaze wanders to a group of people occupying it. Three female students. Horikita Suzune, Kaurizawa Kei, and Sakura Airi. All beautiful women in the eyes of society. Which is why this current situation is difficult, even for me.

All of these girls were in various states of undress.

And... It left nothing to the imagination.

I stood there, at the entrance, staring at them blankly. Seconds go by as a stare in utter confusion. Then, when my brain catches up and starts processing again, I deeply sigh, and close the door quietly.

"Don't mind me."

"H-hold up!"

Just as I'm about to make my glorious escape, Kei makes her move, stopping the door from closing.

Positioning her body away from the door, she sticks out her head out and glares at me with an embarrased look.

"So- so you plan to peek and then leave!?!"

A ridiculous statement leaves her mouth as I contemplate what she said. When my thoughts were in order, I spoke.

"Are you implying that I should have remained staring, or did you want me to come in and stare from an even closer position?"

My words quickly leave her a blushing mess as she tries to formulate a response.

"N-no, I, you, I mean, just wait out here, you emotionless idiot!"

She says that with an exasperated tone and shuts the door.

That would have hurt my feelings if I didn't already know that about myself.

My ears catch frantic scrambling, hushed voices, and... squealing?

As I was considering the possibility of leaving, and putting this mess behind me, which would probably only prolong my dread, the door is slided open to reveal Horikita, staring at me like I am the incarnation of filth. And she is fully dressed in her usual uniform. She notices where my eyes were, causing me to immediately regret my mistake.

She stares at me for a while then speaks.

"Did you see?"

"I- I don't know what you mean."

"DID... YOU... SEE...?" Her eyes glaze over with a red shade as she repeats herself.

"Would you believe me if I said no?" I hopefully inquire.

"I see..." She says this in a matter of fact tone. "Ayanokoji, please come in."

She says this with a very fake smile on her face. This is not good. I quickly try to find an excuse that wou-

"Are you trying to find an excuse to leave." She says dryly.

Scary!

"N-no, of course not!" I quickly make my way in the classroom.

I see the other two girls, looking very understanding and smiling like pure-hearted saints.

Not.

Sakura was fully red in the face, swaying from side to side, and muttering something about responsibility and ... marriage? Not sure what that means. And then Kei. Who is looking at me with flushed cheeks pouting. She whispers something I can't hear.

"If you wanted to peek, all you had to do was ask..."

"Kei?"

"Nothing! I said nothing!" She frantically waves her arms around.

Another voice brings my attention.

"Ayanokoji, what were you doing here? Its after school. Could it be that you knew we'd be changing for the pool outing we had planned, and wanted to stare at our nude bodies with malicious ulterior motives."

"That was not my intention..."

Malicious ulterior motives?

"Or were you so desperate to stare at a naked female body that you would resort to such distasteful methods?"

"I have never wanted to see any of you naked..."

A twitch of eyebrows ran through the room.

"Oh... then why are you here Ayano-pervert-koji."

"That insult wasn't necessary, and there."

I pointed to my desk where my bag was draped across the seat. The girls looked at it for several seconds. Sakura and Kei looked relieved ... and also dissapointed somehow.

Horikita looked at it with disbelief.

"Y-you came, to get your bag?" She stutters a bit, cheeks going red.

Cute.

"Yes, that's all. I had no idea you three were in here. I am sorry for making you uncomfortable."

I look at each girl in turn.

"N-no it fine, Ayanokoji, I know you don't have those eyes..." Sakura says smiling.

Again with the eyes. What does that mean?

"Anyway, I'll just grab my bag and go home, sorry to bother you."

I walk over to my desk and sling the bag over my shoulder. I nod to the girls who were looking at me anxiously and proceeded to head towards the door.

"Wait! Ayanokoji."

Kei stops me.

"Yes..."

The girls look at each other and as if coming to an agreement, all nod.

Horikita speaks up.

"Would you like to come with us?" She asks as her eyes drift to the side of the room.

Huh?

"Come with you... to the pool?"

They all nod.

"You know I'm a guy right?"

"Of course we know!" Kei says.

"But... you've been a decent enough acquaintance for you to be trustworthy in times like these so... yes, if you would like to go, you have been invited."

Horikita says these words with extreme diffficulty.

Wow.. I'm not even a comrade to her but an acquaintance.

I should probably say no. I'm going to say no. And yet...

"Okay, sure, I'll go.

And just like that, for some reason, their faces brighten up.

"Really? Sakura asks.

"Yes... it it a problem?" I inquire hesitantly.

"No, there's no problem"

"I see, well, when should I go?"

"We will meet you there in 30 minutes. So get ready, and don't you dare be late." Kei finishes with that as she leads the other girls out of the room.

Which leaves me alone.

The pool huh?

I came to this school to live a normal high school life, without any distractions. So going to the pool is definitely something I wouldn't normally do, especially with others. But... this is youth right?

I think about this as I walk out of the classroom with a hint of a smile on my face.

Oh... and for some reason, when I passed Chahabira-sensei, she gave me the weirdest look.

Hope you enjoyed. I think Sakura calls Ayanokoji by his first name but oh well. And He calls Kei by her first name, but pretty sure only in private, again oh well.

-Epsilon