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As the bell rang, lunch break arrived.
"Oh, it's time for me to go," Hikaru-kun said.
"Going to Mizuha-chan like usual?" I asked him.
"Wait, Hikaru-kun, I'm going with you too," Takeru said.
"Hey, Akemi-chan, want to join us? Come on," Takeru said, inviting me.
"No, thanks. I want to eat here with my other classmates," I replied.
"Really? That's unfortunate..." Takeru said.
"Then we'd better get going now," Hikaru said before leaving with Takeru for Mizuha's classroom.
Those two had gotten close recently. Even Hikaru-kun wasn't annoyed by Takeru anymore. What actually happened with them? Was it because of their closeness to Mizuha-chan?
"Akemi-chan, what are you waiting for? Come here, let's have lunch together," my friend called.
"Yes, I'm coming..." I replied before joining them.
My name is Mikoto Akemi, the class rep of Class 1B. I'm here to tell you my story...
A week had passed since my confrontation with Mizuha, when they found out I was the mastermind behind what happened to her.
Everything was back to normal now. All the bad rumors about Mizuha-chan were gone—it happened in the blink of an eye.
Mizuha-chan's reputation was restored. People weren't talking badly about her anymore.
Also... it looked like Mizuha-chan and her friends kept their promise. They didn't tell Hikaru, Takeru, or anyone else that I was the one who started the rumors; only Mizuha-chan and her close friend knew this.
But since then, my relationship with Mizuha-chan had changed. After declaring her as my rival, we didn't act friendly like before. Even though she'd tried to approach me many times to be friends again, I'd rejected her and was even cold to her, walking past without saying anything. Now, things were awkward between us.
Even after everything that happened last week, I still hadn't given up on Hikaru-kun. I wouldn't stop until I confessed to him myself. This time, I'd make sure to win him back from Mizuha-chan.
But how? I had tried everything but still couldn't make him fall in love with me.
As usual, today I was eating bento with my two close friends in my classroom. Both of them had been very nice to me since I entered high school. I was happy to be friends with them.
"Wow, it's a nice-looking bento, Akemi-chan," my friends said.
"Did you make it by yourself?"
"Yes, I made it myself. Want to taste it?" I said, offering it to them.
"Yeah, bon appétit," they said, picking it up with their chopsticks.
"Mmm, so delicious. You're really good at cooking, Akemi-chan," they said, complimenting my bento.
"Haha, thank you, you two," I said.
"Akemi-chan, what's wrong? Do you have something on your mind right now?" asked my friend beside me.
"No, nothing happened," I replied to them.
I was in the middle of lunch with my friend when a thought crossed my mind. As I picked at my bento box, I suddenly remembered many things that had happened since I first met Hikaru three years ago. I clearly recalled that unforgettable day—my first day in junior high—and the details of how it all began.
Three years ago... during junior high school days
Mikoto Akemi, 13 years old. Today was the first day of my junior high school.
My alarm rang. I woke up and hurried to get ready. I looked at my junior high school uniform with worry and thought, Am I going to fit into it? I hoped so because of my chubby size.
I was worried that I might not fit into it this time, as I had gained more weight recently.
Never mind—no time to think. I immediately put on the uniform.
Thank God, it fit me. I set my hair properly in my usual twin braids and wore my glasses before stepping out of the house while my mother watched me leave.
"Okay, Mom, I'm leaving now," I said.
"Be careful on your way... cough, cough. I'm sorry I can't come with you on your first day," she replied, coughing.
"Mom, are you okay?" I asked, worry creeping into my voice as I noticed her health seemed to be declining.
"Don't worry, my dear. I'll be fine—just a little cough. Now, go before you're late," she reassured me.
I gave her a concerned look and nodded. "Alright, I'm off."
"Take care," my mom called after me.
I left my house and headed to school. On the way, I spotted a sakura tree in full bloom, its petals scattered on the ground. It was a pretty sight, and I felt the freshness of early spring.
After walking for a while, I finally arrived. I stared up at the building. "Woah, so this is my new school, huh? It's way bigger than my elementary school," I mumbled to myself.
I stepped through the gates. Students crowded the courtyard—most of them strangers I'd never seen before.
Suddenly, a senior boy was running with his friends from the other direction. Before I could react, he crashed into me. We both fell—I landed on dry ground, my glasses getting knocked off my face, while he stumbled into a muddy puddle, soaking his uniform.
"Hey! What are you doing, fatty? Aren't you watching properly when walking?" he shouted, even though he was the one running.
I stood up trembling. "S-Sorry! It wasn't my intention! I bumped into you suddenly," I said quickly, bowing my head. If I said it was his fault, things would get worse.
Students nearby gathered to watch. The senior glared at his dirt-stained clothes. "Look what you did! You made my clothes dirty! How are you going to fix this?! Pay me now!!"
"I... I don't have much money. Please don't hurt me!" I begged, shrinking back.
"What did you say?!" He raised his fist.
I shut my eyes—but the hit never came.
"Senpai, aren't you ashamed of wanting to hit a girl?" a calm voice asked.
I peeked at the source.
"Who are you? How dare you interrupt my business!" the senior snapped.
"That's not important. She already apologized. Why are you trying to take her money?" the boy said firmly.
A boy grabbed the senior’s arm, but without my glasses, his face was blurry.
"Tch, this brat. How dare you talk to me like that? Take this!" The senior swung at him.
A teacher's voice cut through the crowd. "Hey! What are you doing? Are you fighting?!"
The senior froze. "Crap, the teacher's here! This isn't good!" He shoved past me and ran, his friends scrambling after him.
"Ah! What a mess on my first day," the boy sighed.
"Hey, are you okay?" he asked. I stayed silent, my hands brushing the ground to find my dropped glasses.
"Oh, your glasses, right?" He picked them up. "Here they are," he said, handing them to me.
I took them and put them on. Finally, I could see his face clearly. He looked so handsome, like a prince from a story. He was my hero.
"You can see me now, right? Haha," he chuckled. "Here, take my hand," he added, trying to help me up.
"Are you okay? Did you get hurt?" he asked again.
"Y-yes... I'm okay... Th-thank you... for helping me," I stammered shyly. I wasn't good at talking to strangers.
"It's okay—no big deal. Glad you're alright," he said. Then the first bell rang. "Oh, time to go. Okay, see ya..." He started walking away.
Before he could leave, I suddenly stopped him. "Umm... wait..." I said, mustering courage.
"Yes?" he asked, confused.
"Can I know your name?" I asked.
"Huh? My name?" he replied.
He turned to me, smiling, and said, "I'm Takumi Hikaru. First year."
With that, he headed into the school building.
So his name is Hikaru! He's a first-year student like me. He's so brave to stand up to a senior like that... I wonder what class he's in. I hope we're in the same class so we can meet again.
That was my first encounter with my prince and hero, Takumi Hikaru. It seemed I'd fallen for him.
I then entered my classroom, class 1E, and sat at my place. Looking around, I confirmed Hikaru-kun wasn't there. He was in a different class. I felt disappointed knowing we wouldn't be classmates.
The faces around me were all unfamiliar. Not one student from my elementary school was here. I gathered my courage and tried talking to some classmates.
"Hey, can... we talk...?" I said quietly. Their responses were immediate.
"Sorry, I don't want to talk with you." "Go away, fatty, you don't fit with us." "You're so ugly, don't come near us."
They rejected me completely—no one wanted to be friends with someone who looked like me. Sad and disappointed, I went back to my seat.
When lunch break came, I went looking for Hikaru-kun. I walked by all the first-year classrooms but couldn't find him.
"I've checked almost every first-year class and he's not there," I sighed.
Class 1A was the only one left. I hoped he would be there.
As I approached the classroom, I bumped into a girl standing in front of class 1A.
She fell down and said, "Ouch..."
I noticed she was cute with long blonde hair.
I thought, Not again. I've bumped into someone else today. What a bad day.
I offered my hand just like Hikaru-kun did for me earlier.
"Hey, are... you... okay? Sorry... I bumped into you," I said.
She glared at me first, making me nervous.
Then she took my hand, smiled and said, "Thank you. It's okay, not a big deal. It was partly my fault for not watching where I was going."
Her sudden change surprised me. I expected her to yell.
"Elly, what are you doing? Let's go..." said a voice of a guy calling her.
"Excuse me," she said with a wave before leaving with her friend.
"Are you okay?" said the guy to the blonde girl while they were walking together.
There are some nice people here after all, I thought, relieved.
I then continued looking at Classroom 1A from outside.
"There he is! I found him," I said.
"So he was in Class 1A, huh?"
Hikaru was surrounded by classmates, chatting and laughing.
I could see many of the female classmates talking to him. I wanted to approach him, but seeing how crowded it was, I thought it would be better to return to my class instead.
Also, I don't think Hikaru-kun would be interested in a fat girl like me, I thought with a sigh of disappointment as I walked back to my classroom.
Before I started walking, a girl suddenly walked past me and whispered, "So, you have your eyes on him too, huh?"
"An ugly girl like you isn't suitable for him," she added, chuckling, before entering Class 1A.
I felt frustrated and upset hearing that from her. I gritted my teeth, a single tear falling, and ran to my classroom.
The school day ended, and I returned home.
"I'm home!" I called as I entered the house, then went to the kitchen where my mother was cooking.
"Oh, Akemi-chan, welcome back," my mother called back.
"How was your first day at the new school?" she asked.
"Great, Mom. Today was the best," I said to her.
"Did you make any friends?" she asked.
I fell silent for a moment before I suddenly replied, "Yes... I made so many friends today... everyone was nice to me." I lied to her.
"Really!? I'm glad to hear that," she replied.
Sorry, Mom. I didn't intend to lie to you, but I didn't want you to worry about me, I thought.
"Hey, Mom, what are you cooking right now?" I asked her.
"Hmm, as usual, your favorite food—shrimp fried rice," she said.
"Yeah," I said with excitement.
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It was my older sister—she had just gotten back from school. She was in her second year of high school.
Compared to me, she had a pretty face, dressed nicely, and was really popular at her school.
"Oh, Yuuka, welcome back," my mom said.
"Oh, onee-chan," I said.
My sister entered the kitchen. She looked at our mother and sighed.
"Mom, what are you doing? Are you cooking again? You're not feeling well, right? You're supposed to be resting. Just leave everything to me," said my sister, concerned about our mother's health.
"Akemi-chan, did you ask Mom to cook your food again?" she said to me.
"No, it wasn't me. Mom was the one who wanted to cook," I said.
"It's not a big deal, my dear. I'm doing well right now. Just let me cook for her, okay?" said my mother.
"But..." she said, looking worried. Why does onee-chan look so sad? I wondered.
"Here, it's done—your favorite food. Let's eat it before it gets cold," said my mother as she served us.
“Don’t look so sad, Yuuka. I’m fine. Come on, let’s eat, okay?” my mom said to my sister.
“Alright, Mom. If you say so… then, bon appétit,” my sister replied.
The three of us enjoyed eating together, as usual.
My father and older brother were not there because they were busy with work and college, so it was just the three of us again. Even though I was isolated and had no friends at school, at least I still had my loving family, and they truly cared for me.
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About a month later, after school had ended, I went into town to run an errand for my mother. There, I happened to see Hikaru-kun in an alley.
What? Hikaru-kun? What is he doing? Also—isn't that the blonde-haired girl and the senpai who caused trouble for me on the first day?
I slowly approached and watched them from afar.
"What are you guys doing? Where are you planning to take her? Leave her alone!" Hikaru shouted.
Wait, is he trying to protect her from those guys this time?
Suddenly, two seniors punched Hikaru in the stomach while another struck his shoulder. Hikaru stumbled backward.
"Hikaru-kun!?" I whispered, not wanting those guys to notice me.
"Takumi-kun, are you okay?" said the blonde-haired girl.
"Guys, please stop all of this. Please stop this fight," she added.
Oh no, Hikaru-kun got hurt. What should I do now? I'm confused about what to do next.
Suddenly, a voice came from behind me: "Excuse me, can you make way? My friend over there is getting into trouble."
I turned around and looked at him. A guy appeared behind me, his face clearly non-Japanese.
Wait, is he a foreigner? I thought. But he's wearing the same uniform as mine and speaks Japanese fluently.
"O... okay... please, go this way," I said.
"Thank you," he replied before approaching them.
Wait, where have I seen this person before? I thought, trying to remember.
Suddenly, I remembered.
Oh, he's the guy who called out to the blonde-haired girl earlier when I bumped into her. But what is he doing here? Also, is he calling Hikaru-kun a friend?
I continued to watch them as he immediately stood in front of Hikaru and the girl, ready to defend them.
After a few words from the new guy, Hikaru regained his motivation, stood beside him, and joined him in fighting back.
Both Hikaru-kun and his friend charged at the senior gang and fought them off, while the girl closed her eyes. I watched the entire fight unfold before me.
After a while, the seniors and their gang were defeated and ran away, leaving Hikaru, his friend, and the girl behind.
"Wow, Hikaru-kun is so cool. I didn't know he could fight like that," I said in amazement.
"So he really wants to protect everyone when they're in trouble, without judging them by their appearance," I added.
"Ah, they're starting to move. I'd better leave now before they notice me," I said, then returned to my house.
The next day at school, during launch break, I heard some of my classmates talking with each other, and I overheard their conversation.
"Hey, did you hear the news?"
"Huh? What is it?"
"Hikaru-kun from Class 1A got involved in a fight yesterday."
"Hikaru-kun? You mean that rich boy?"
"Yes, I heard he got into a fight with Zul, who is in the same class."
"Oh, that foreign-looking boy?"
"Both of them seemed to have some adhesive strips on their faces covering their scratches."
"I thought Hikaru was a nice person. I didn't expect he would get into a fight too—too bad," they said.
No, they're misunderstanding. Hikaru-kun didn't get into a fight with his friend—they got injured while fighting to save that girl from those senior guys, I thought.
I stood up and said, “Umm, that’s not right. Hikaru‑kun wouldn’t do something like that—you’re all misunderstanding.” I felt my cheeks burn with embarrassment.
They whispered to each other, “Huh, what’s up with her? Why is she defending Hikaru all of a sudden?” “Yeah, why is she acting like this?”
I couldn’t stand their gossip about Hikaru and me. Grabbing my bento, I fled to escape their voices.
I found myself sitting on a bench in the school garden. The scenery here was so calm, surrounded by all kinds of flowers. The wind was blowing gently—it felt really nice. This was the perfect place to eat lunch.
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“Can I sit here next to you?”
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“S-Sure… go ahead…”
“Thank you,” he said. I notice his voice, Is that him...? I peeked at him and froze.
“Wait… Hikaru-kun!?” I blurted out in surprise.
It was Hikaru. He was the one who suddenly sat next to me.
“Huh!? Wait, you’re… oh! I remember now! You’re the girl from back then, right? The one I helped on the first day?” he said, just as surprised.
“Nice to see you again… I never expected to run into you here,” he added with a smile.
Oh… he still remembers me, I thought. He sat so close—my mind went blank.
“Y-Yes… it’s nice to see you again, Hikaru-kun…” I replied shyly. “U-Um… the weather’s really nice today… isn’t it?”
“Yes, today is really a nice weather” he replied.
“Why… are you here, Hikaru-kun?” I asked.
“Well,” he began, “I was just looking for a quiet place to eat my bento today. My girl classmates always come talk to me during lunch break, and it makes me feel kinda uneasy… I don’t like standing out too much. So for today, I decided ran away from them.” He chuckled.
“Is it okay if I sit here with you? Am I bothering you?” he asked again.
“That’s okay… Hikaru-kun… I’m glad to have you here…” I replied.
“Then let’s eat together. Bon appétit,” he said, beginning to eat his bento.
We ate in peaceful silence. Hikaru seemed relieved to avoid the usual crowd.
I kept eating while quietly watching him. I didn’t say anything—too embarrassed with him sitting so close to me.
I gathered my courage and decided to ask about the adhesive strips on his face. I pretended not to know the real reason.
“Hikaru-kun… you have adhesive strips on your face… D-Did you get hurt somewhere?” I asked.
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He laughed it off—but I knew he was lying. I already knew the truth behind those strips.
“I see… Please be… careful, okay?” I said gently.
Then Hikaru spoke to me. "You're alone here? Not eating with your friends or classmates?"
"Umm... I... actually don't have any friends yet..." I replied, looking away.
"Really!? That's unfortunate..." he said with a hint of surprise.
What is this feeling!? I'm talking to him so casually all of a sudden... Look at me, I feel like the luckiest girl in the world right now...
A few minutes later, both of us had finished eating our bentos. "Ahh, I'm so full now... Thanks for the food," Hikaru said as he packed up his bento box.
I did the same.
Then Hikaru stood up and smiled.
"Thanks for letting me eat with you. I really enjoyed it today. It was refreshing. Well then, excuse me. See ya!" he said before walking away.
"Umm... thanks for... spending time... with me," I said softly as I stood up.
Hikaru turned back and gave me a warm smile. "It's no big deal. I was happy to spend time with you too," he said, then walked away.
After that, I made my way back to the classroom, feeling happy because I got to spend time with Hikaru earlier. I hope we can do something like that again next time...
When I arrived at the classroom and sat down at my seat, suddenly one of my classmates approached me. I think she was the class rep.
"There you are, Mikoto-san," she said.
"Y-Yes... Can I help you?" I replied nervously.
"A moment ago, after you left, our homeroom teacher came looking for you. She said it was an emergency... Can you go meet her right now?"
"Umm... understood. Th-thanks for letting me know," I said, quickly standing up and hurrying to the teacher's lounge. I had a bad feeling about this... all of a sudden.
When I arrived, I found my homeroom teacher and asked her what was going on. "Sensei! Do you need something from me?"
"Oh, Mikoto-san... there you are. Actually... I have some bad news," she said, her face filled with concern.
"Huh? What is it, Sensei?" I asked, feeling my chest tighten.
"I got a sudden call from your sister. Your mother collapsed earlier and has been hospitalized."
"She asked me to tell you to pack up your things. Your big brother will be coming to pick you up and take you to the hospital," she added.
I was in shock, my whole body frozen as my face turned pale. "W-Wait... No... Mom!?"
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To be continued…………….Amemonogatari IX
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