Chapter 12: Hiyori-san, your butt’s pretty big too, huh…
Hearing that murmur, I couldn’t help but let slip a comment, and a startled Hiyori-san hurriedly covered her mouth with both hands.
Apparently, she hadn’t meant to say it out loud. Realizing I now knew her height, she glared at me and said, sounding rather desperate,
“That’s right! I’m not even 150cm tall! So sorry for being short! For being so short!!”
“Whoa, I didn’t say anything like that.”
“Is that it? Since you’re tall, Yusuke, it doesn’t matter to you how short I am, huh? Or are you thinking something like, ‘For a shorty, her chest and butt have developed nicely,’ is that it?! Huh?!”
“I’m not thinking anything like that! Stop, you’re being paranoid!”
“Damn it…!! Just watch me! I’ll use this anger as a springboard and show you a massive jump over 3 meters!!”
Hiyori-san stood on the edge of the sandpit, pointing her index finger sharply at me as she yelled.
Swinging her arms wide to build momentum, bending and stretching her knees to get the timing right, her face contorted into a furious Hannya mask expression… having unleashed the full extent of the power burning within her, she leaped with a completely uncute yell—
“Hnnguuuuuuuh! Oh?! Nngh?! Fugyah?!”
—and spectacularly failed her landing, falling right on her butt.
“Ngggrrrrr… That was a good jump, too…!!”
“Haha! All that spirit went to waste!” Tanuma-sensei called out. “Well, you can get measured one more time, so calm down and do your best on that one! Ogame, measure the current record, please!”
“Understood,” Ogame replied.
As Hiyori-san stomped out of the sandpit, still fuming, I headed over with the recording sheet and pen to measure the distance.
For the standing long jump, you measure the mark closest to the takeoff line. Normally, you check the position of the heels, but this time, she lost her balance after landing and fell on her butt, so that’s what we’d be measuring.
I was checking the mark Hiyori-san’s butt left in the sand and the position of the measuring tape, about to confirm the record… when a certain thought suddenly crossed my mind.
(…It’s big.)
In the soft sand, the imprint of Hiyori-san’s butt was clearly visible.
Formed because she’d slammed her hip drop-style onto the ground with considerable force without using her hands, it showed the size of her butt, buried in the sand, as clearly as could be.
Usually, it’s hidden by her skirt, and I never consciously tried to look at it anyway… but seeing it like this, it really is big.
Convinced that it was indeed something she herself took pride in for its size, I finished recording and was about to rake over the remaining mark—?
“—Yusuke? What are you staring at so intently?”
—From behind me, I thought I heard the voice of an Asura.
Feeling killing intent for the first time in my life, I turned around in surprise, and my eyes met the sight of Hiyori-san, her earlier furious expression replaced by a cold smile.
“Was the mark that hard to read? You were checking it for a lo~ong time, weren’t you~?”
“N-No, uh, well, um, you see…”
An aura of rage, far surpassing her earlier anger, emanated from Hiyori-san’s entire body as she smiled before me.
As I panicked at this sight, her expression turned dead serious, and she said.
“…You were looking, weren’t you? At my butt’s mark. You saw my Butt Print and thought, ‘Whoa! It’s seriously huge! For a shorty who’s only 148cm, her ass is so big, it’s totally hilarious! Or rather, with an ass this huge, no wonder she loses her balance so much she can’t even land properly!’ You were thinking something like that, weren’t you?!”
“N-No, I swear I wasn’t thinking all of that!!”
“…’Not all of that’ implies you did think some of it, then?”
“Ah…!!”
By the time I realized my slip of the tongue and regretted it, it was already too late.
Hiyori-san’s clenched fists rained down light thumps on my back, and I ended up repeatedly apologizing to her as she hurled insults at me.
“Yusuke, you pervert! Butt-fetishist! Insensitive Butt Alien!! Idiot! Idiot! Iiiiidiot!”
“Ow ow ow! I’m sorry! I-I didn’t mean to, it just sort of caught my eye—!”
“Don’t go unconsciously thinking people’s butts are huge!! It’s one thing if I joke about it myself or if someone takes a quick glance, but to be stared at so intently like that… Even I get embarrassed, you know?!”
“You’re absolutely right! I’m truly sorry! Please forgive me!!”
This time, I was completely in the wrong. All I could do was apologize with utmost sincerity.
Eventually, Hiyori-san, her face bright red with anger and embarrassment, stopped hitting my back, puffed out her cheeks, and opened her mouth.
“…Treat me to pudding from the school store for a week. Then I’ll forgive you.”
“Y-Yes…! Thank you very much for forgiving me…!”
If it meant being forgiven for this blunder, that was a small price to pay.
Witnessing the rather amusing sight of Hiyori-san staring at me with her arms crossed while I bowed deeply to her, Tanuma-sensei let out a booming laugh and said,
“Gahahahaha! So this is what they call being truly henpecked, eh! Well, it’s the kind of butt you can’t help but follow with your eyes. Ogame, even though you’re being ridden like this, you’re actually kind of happy about it, aren’t you? Ahahahahaha!”
—I take back what I said before. This person isn’t just a bad person or a weird person; he’s problematic not just as a teacher, but as a human being—a complete idiot.
Sensing Hiyori-san’s mood worsen slightly at his remark, I, while still bowing my head, firmly vowed that no matter what, I would never join a club advised by Tanuma-sensei.