Classroom of the Elite: New Tale

Chapter 20: The Aftermath

"Ugh, Kiyotaka, why did you get yourself injured like this" Nee-San asked in an annoyed voice.

I would have to spend the rest of the week out of practice to recover because of laws, and so I couldn't attend the meet this week.

"Sorry, I just did what I thought was right" I replied causing her to sigh.

Nee-San had came to visit me after school today and brought some food she made. The noodles with vegetables tasted amazing, and the fried chicken was delightful too.

"Ok just glad you're okay" she finally said before giving me a hug. Her arms wrapped around my body that lay in my bed. Her warm body felt comfortable, and I didn't feel the motive to push her away. So I returned the gesture by wrapping my arms around her torso.

She then kissed my forehead, and went to clean the dishes. I myself wasn't doing much of anything anyways, so I just observed her wash the plates. She seemed perfect, the perfect wife. I envy the man who will marry her (no, no incest you degenerates).

Tomorrow; school would start again. The temperature itself has been getting a little colder as the trees start to change colors due to foliage of the Fall Season. I will need to buy some warmer clothes for myself, so a trip to a clothings store will be required.

"Kiyotaka, I have a question" she asked, looking straight back at me. I sat up, leaning my back against the frame and returned her gaze, letting my hand rest of my knee.

"What is it?"

"Was it your own ideals that forced you to be better than the rest, or was it an outside force?" She asked.

"Did you ever meet our father?" I asked back, causing her to look surprised.

"No, but I heard he was a strict man" Mahiru responded, the plate clicking against one another as they were racked.

"Then that should explain your answer."

I didn't say anything else, only letting my mind rest.

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"Yo, Yagami-kun" an annoying voice ringed through the hallways. That man's name is Hitoru Mamatora. The same grade as me, but that's the only thing we have in common.

His black hair was disheveled, and his uniform tangled somehow. His personality was about as attractive as a rat, and overall is a terrible human being. "Yo, Yagami-kun. I invited this really hot girl yesterday. But she fell unconscious. But hey, I lost my V-card after that." What a dishonorable person. (Yes it's a class of 09 reference despite me disliking the game).

"Hello, Hitoru-kun. What can I do for you today?" I replied, letting my act take over my feelings of wanting to punt this punk to the moon.

Hey, that rhymed.

"You're fucking childhood friend Amasawa-Shit rejected me earlier, so tell her she's a bitch" he asked with a clear annoyance in his voice.

"I'm afraid I can't do that. I don't appreciate the way you're talking about her, so I would recommend you to please leave her alone" I replied once again.

A crowd had taken place around us, many to see what was going on.

Everyone in the school, including Kohai's, liked me due to my caring and calm personality I show. But these people don't like the fact that I always am around Ichika because of her personality.

She stayed alone most of the time, with few friends to support her. It's not like she doesn't want to make friends, it's because she's bad at it. So sometimes, she would end up being bullied by others. It made her an easier target since Ichika never responds to them, letting their abuse engulf her.