Yandere Ojou-sama!

It was after the lunch break when Haruto returned to the classroom after having a simple porridge for his meal. Surprisingly, they sell most of the nutritious things Haruto could list. And since no one had to pay for their food, Haruto didn't shy away from asking for two cartons of milk for his lunch.

It was thanks to the medicine he ate and the nutrition he was taking since yesterday, that kept Haruto in check but the fact that he was not able to take proper rest last night was now weighing him down.

The effect of the medicine he took last night was making the boy sluggish and extremely sleepy, now when his belly was full and the conditioning of the classroom was perfect to his liking, all Haruto sought was to have a quick nap and wake up all fresh and new.

'No..hold it, Haru. It's just the second day and..and...'

His self-reasoning and banter were slowly fading passing each second, as Hatuto felt the seat he was resting on, slightly getting more comfortable as he leaned his back and hung his head low as his vision grew dimmer and dimmer.

His mind was shutting itself up and all the restraint he had which was restricting Haruto's consciousness from fading, began to crumble down as he finally dropped his head and fell asleep.

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*Tak*

"Oww...."

Haruto was brought back to reality with a small stinging sensation on his head before he lifted his face to see that the class was no longer ongoing and the professor was glaring in his direction.

The thing which landed on his head was a small piece of chalk that the teachers keep for this purpose alone.

"Mr. Haruto. I assume that if you dare to boldly sleep in my class then your English must have reached the degree where the basic class would no longer be required for you, right?"

Haruto stood up at his place with his head still hanging low but this time not in drowsiness but shame since it was only the second day at school and he was being reprimanded by the professor for slacking off.

Not to talk about all the gazes he could feel around him. Sure they were not making their gaze explicitly obvious but the sensation of being eyed was making him feel small for some reason.

He couldn't even lift his head to see in Akira's direction since he knew what reaction she must have right now. She just associated herself with him yesterday and here he was getting scolded...

He had a very good foundation in English because of his parents being educated and also the strict teaching of middle school. Not to talk about these past ten days when he had to learn different languages in which English has worked as a medium to communicate with his teachers back in the mansion.

If he wanted he could have responded to the professor with a 'yes' and given him enough proof to support his response. But that would be impudent of him as a student so he stayed silent.

"If you don't find my class worth your time then you are free to leave and never return to show me that face of yours, you understand?"

Haruto didn't react to the agitation-filled voice. He was thankful he was not getting punished for it so reacting in any way seemed needless and undesirable.

The bearded bald professor fixed his glasses while maintaining his glare on the boy before scoffing his words in the language he teaches.

"Idiot brat. Sit down!"

Haruto slowly rested his butt on the seat as he kept his head hanging low, unable to lift it because of shame and embarrassment. Even his neighbor seems to be looking in his direction which makes it worse considering how indifferent she seems all the time.

For the rest of the classes, Harutp just kept on writing everything he could find important in the class. The handwork helped him keep distracted and about the drowsiness then it all exhausted away after he was made to stand out.

Some of the questions were being asked for him to which Haruto diligently replied and never provided another reason for that episode to transpire once again.

After school hours, Haruto waited for everyone to leave first and texted Kaede that he had something to do so she should leave first. She wanted to meet him after school but Haruto was not in the right mind to meet anyone right now.

Not only was he still sluggish, but he also had to rendezvous with Akira as well for which he was hyping himself ever since he left the premise.

His heart was beating fast to thinking what Akira would say or might punish him again. He didn't know but he was prepared for it. She may not just ask him to return home on foot this time but much more, however, Haruto was ready for it.

If not for him going all horny last night, he would have gotten sleep for appropriate hours and taken rest when he had time. In that way, none of this would have happened.

But well...

"Minami-san?"

Reaching up to the car which was parked just some steps ahead of him, Haruto frowned in confusion to see the bespectacled beauty sitting beside the driver, leaving the seat beside Akira vacant.

Minami didn't answer him but just signaled with her eyes for Haruto to take the back seat. Understanding his stance, Haruto gulped for a bit before nodding.

Sidestepping, he pulled the door before entering inside without gazing at Akira even for once. He was worried that he might receive her cold treatment once again just like yesterday.

He finally got somewhat on good terms with her last day but now it seemed everything was back to zero.

'At least she didn't abandon me this time... '

Sighing at some good things about this day, he closed the door before the car began driving down the hill toward the mansion.

The atmosphere was a bit frosty, not just because of the ac of the car but also because the current demeanor of a particular someone was permeating.

Haruto was prepared to hear any kind of punishment Akira had for him, but little did he think the first thing Akira would do would be...

"Ah..."

A sudden yelp of surprise escaped his throat as Haruto felt himself being pulled by two dainty arms before his head landed on something out of this world comfortable. The feeling his head was experiencing was something Haruto wanted to have all over his body. That firmness he felt just by landing on it, that he felt his head even bounce once because of the fluffiness, made his mind blank for a bit there.

Thanks to the two red rubies eyes staring at him closely, Haruto was able to walk out of his reverie before he pulled his attention to the fact that he was currently having a lap pillow on none other than his mistress!

"M-M-M-My lady?!"

Haruto was a broken mess with his face heating up more than any sickness could pull off. His eyes were like a whirlwind revolving in astonishment mixed with excitement.

In response, Akira brought her hand over his head before she began caressing his hair and called out for him in a gentle tone.

"Shhh... it's okay. I know it's not your fault so please be rest assured and have some sleep, okay?"

Gazing at her eyes which oozed with a dangerous warmth that threatened to make him addicted to it, Haruto felt loss at words before he nodded.

He didn't know what happened or why Akira was so lenient toward him even though he was sleeping in the class, but not like he would ask anything and ruin this moment. One of the rarest moments that maybe he wouldn't be able to enjoy again.

'I wish today never ends.... '

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