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Chapter 2: Bug bites.

The night sky above was riddled with stars. The class sat outside in Jabberwock Park, where Teruteru would be forced to apologise to Peko and Ibuki. Chiaki sat down next to Hajime, on the cold, hard rocks. Hajime shivered. A short-sleeved blouse was too little clothing for the evenings, especially when they weren't moving a lot.

''Do you think he will apologise?'' Chiaki mumbled in Hajime's general direction.

Hajime shrugged. ''Knowing Teruteru, he'd want nothing more that to kneel down in front of two pretty girls.''

''You're right. This is probably a bad idea.''

Teruteru, with a bleeding nose, bowed down in front of Ibuki and Peko. ''Peko, Ibuki, you deserve my apologies tonight. I shouldn't have sexualised you in the way I did. I've been... a bad boy.''

Peko huffed and crossed her arms. Ibuki cheered. ''Alright, we'll forgive you! If you become our butler for the next week!''

At that, he looked up. ''A... butler? I'll be doing everything you two want me to... for a whole week?'' Teruteru's face became a deep crimson, and his nosebleed got so intense that he was propelled backwards.

''We won't be asking you any sexual favors,'' Peko mumbled, most likely more to reassure herself rather than Teruteru.

''But we will embarrass you beyond recognition!'' Ibuki shouted. Teruteru laid on the rocky floor, swooning, his bleeding nose left behind a puddle under his face.

Chiaki covered her face with her hand, pinched her nose and rubbed her eyes. ''Teruteru's punishment looks counterproductive.''

Usami appeared in the park and wiggled her index finger at Peko and Ibuki. ''I will be keeping an eye on you,'' she warned, ''To make sure the two of you don't make him do anything unreasonable. Teruteru's actions were unacceptable, but that doesn't mean that yours have to be, too.''

Ibuki saluted. ''Yes, boss!''

Peko merely crossed her arms and looked away. ''I don't intend to make use of his punishment.''

After Teruteru's punishment had been discussed, Usami shoo'd everyone to their cottages: they had a lot of sleep to catch up on.

There was a knock on Hajime's door. He turned around in bed and covered his face with his pillow. The sun hadn't even risen, who could be up at this hour?! The person knocked again, and again, until Hajime ground his teeth in annoyance and opened the door. In the doorway stood Kazuichi, fully dressed in his yellow jumpsuit and beanie. He was grinning like a child in a candy store, which showed his dangerously sharp teeth.

''It's two A.M,'' Hajime muttered, ''What do you want?''

''The fellas and I are gonna go swimming!'' He squealed, but kept it down as to not wake the others, ''You should come too!''

Hajime rubbed his eyes, decided between resting his head on his soft pillow for a few more hours or swimming in cold water, and closed the door. ''No, thanks.''

Kazuichi, faster than usual, propped his foot between the door and the doorframe. ''Aw, c'mon! It's gonna be fun! Just us guys, y'know? Teruteru and Nekomaru are coming too!''

Hajime sighed. He really didn't want to go, but he knew Kazuichi would bug him about it until either of them died, so he nodded drowsily.

Kazuichi almost jumped out of excitement. ''Great! C'mon!'' He grabbed Hajime by the arm and dragged him out of his cottage.

''Wait! I need my swimwear-''

''We'll swim in our clothes, c'mon!''

Nekomaru and Teruteru were already at the beach, the massively buff sports team manager did laps along the coastline and Teruteru laid on his belly in the sand, letting the waves wash over his naked body. Hajime felt his body sink in the sand beneath his feet, the cold wind blew past his legs and caused goosebumps to form, and the salty wind ruffled up his hair. Kazuichi kicked off his shoes and ran into the waves, laughing, floating in the water with a now wet jumpsuit. ''The water's really nice, jump in!'' He urged. Hajime sighed, took a deep breath, and ran into the ice cold water. Something caught his leg, he tripped and fell face first into the ocean. Luckily, the weightlessness of the water caught him, and he was surrounded by the ice cold for a second, before he swam back up to breathe, where the wind stung his skin. Hajime wiped the hair from his eyes. ''It's fun, isn't it?'' Kazuichi exclaimed.