Asobi Otonari

Which one will you choose?

"Are you okay…?"

The first thing I asked after arriving at school was a confirmation of my friend's well-being.

“aku not........ alright...”.

The corpse lifted its head and looked at me furiously — the corpse, or rather, the voice of my best friend Akira was filled with despair.

What the hell happened to him? It must be something extreme for him to be pushed this far.

I wonder if he confessed to Charlotte and was rejected?

I can't deny that possibility because we're talking about Akira, who is known for doing silly things. How am I supposed to comfort him when he's like this? It's hard to say anything because I didn't expect this to happen.

“Hei Akira, don't mess up and keep going, okay?”

I could only say such boring words.I might inadvertently say something that might aggravate her suffering, so how else.

“Ah... You are right.. I will only be scolded obediently.”

Hm? Scolded? Possible this. Considering Akira's words, it seems like I misunderstood the situation.

I'm bad, Akira. I assume that you're heartbroken.

Although I was not caught by him, I averted my gaze a little from the slight guilt I felt. Then, I decided to continue the conversation as if nothing had happened.

“So, what are you doing this time?”

“Hey, wait a minute! Why do you talk as if I made a mistake? "

"Huh? Am I wrong?"

When Akira was angry at me for assuming something, I asked again confusedly. Although angry, it felt like a two-person comedy act. [1]

"No! I haven't done anything wrong today! ”

No, Akira.. When you say 'yet', you are already aware of all the mistakes you made.

"Oh, so? So what are you doing?"

"Come on! Why are you still skeptical! I'm just saying that I didn't do anything wrong! I just haven't finished my homework! "

It seemed like Akira's mood got better when complaining, so I decided to tease her a little. I'm glad everything worked out. Besides, I can find the root of the problem and save time.

“you work on PR.. You are given six times more homework than everyone else. So, how much did you manage to do? ”

“This is all..”.

On the brink of death, Akira throws a bundle of paper on the table.

Looks like he finished about a third of his homework. Akira probably worked hard for it.

“Removing the amount, eighty percent is not true. I'm sure Miyu-sensei will be very angry with this.”.

I caught a glimpse of the contents of Akira's homework, and I had a bad feeling about the tragedy that would happen in a few minutes. The quality of his work is too pitiful.

“A-ah, she will definitely do it. Also Akihito, what did you do last night? I want you to help me with PR, but I can't reach you even after calling you a few times. "

By the way, last night I felt like I was spammed with a lot of notifications.

I spent a lot of time with Emma and Charlotte yesterday, so it was very late when I looked at my smartphone. I thought it would be a call about something annoying, something that was, but I guess it's about homework.

It would be troublesome if I told Akira about yesterday. Besides, I couldn't break my promise to Charlotte after telling her not to reveal our relationship.

I'm sorry for deceiving you, but it looks like I have to lie here.

“Oh, sorry about that. With that much homework, even I had a hard time with it. "

“Hm? You mean what? Isn't your PR the same as someone else's PR? ”

I placed a large bundle of prints on the table in front of Akira who curiously tilted his head .. Akira's eyes turned as soon as he stared at the paper.

To be honest, I was fully aware that Akira could not do the homework sixfold. So, after Charlotte left yesterday, I went to the convenience store and made a copy of the homework yesterday. The amount of homework is three times what it used to be. In other words, I did half of Akira's homework.

Of course, the part where I made a mistake was intentional so that I could match it with Akira's PR. I maintained the accuracy rate of the answer at fifty percent. Thanks to that, I was sleep deprived.

Well, I wouldn't complain because it was my choice to help. It was also somewhat my fault that Akira's PR was increasing, and since I was in a good mood after hanging out with Charlotte, I decided to help her.

However, I did not expect Akira's accuracy rate to be less than fifty percent. Even with the exam in sight, you might have just played the game without studying, right?

“H-hey Akihito, why are you looking at me with scary eyes…? Your eyes seemed to ask, 'What should I do with this idiot?', Or something. "

“Ya, you are right!”

"!"

Akira, who heard me, stood up with his chair making a crackling sound. He tried to escape, but I immediately grabbed him by the shoulder.

“Hey, where are you going?”

“T-no, I just went to the bathroom..”.

“Is that, well, physiological phenomena are inevitable. Now, a question for you Akira. Which is better, going to the bathroom now and experiencing hell later by Miyu-sensei's hand for not completing homework, or experiencing the hell I'm going to show you now? ”

I asked while smiling. Although it was a question, Akira did not really have a choice in the matter.

“I prefer to choose none of from—”

"Not happened!"

I knew how Akira would answer, so as soon as those words came out of his mouth, I forced him to sit on a chair.

There are thirty minutes until the homeroom begins. All I had to do was triple the amount, so I asked Akira to do two-thirds of it. The part he got right all along as I predicted, so all he needed to do was match the same wrong answer I gave on my side.

If we just copy and rewrite together, we might make it in time. However, I will let Akira do most of the work.

The hell I want to point out is this .. Make copies of so much homework. The two of us desperately moved hands until Miyu-sensei arrived.

TN: SIREN:

The specific term used is Manzai, which refers to a two-person comedy skit involving a quick exchange of answers and jokes between the two.