Little Hearts in Your Heart
Chapters 9. Rules
“Why is your hair not orange?” yoko asked with a serious face, as Kurumi came out.
“Orange?” miki's forehead was wrinkled, meaning it must be blonde. “I am Japanese. You heard me talking very smoothly.”
“Aah,” Yoko nodded her head, making her wavy hair move along. “But, Miki-san said move from New York? Does it speak Japanese?”
“I speak at least two languages, while with family, I use Japanese. So when I came back here, I could understand very well,” Miki said, as if being interrogated.
“Ehm,” now Megumi who nodded, “so Miki-san...”
“You stop it,” said Reki who has since noticed Miki's bored face. “I..”
“What's the matter with you, Reki?” kaori's voice rang out, she had also since flipped her chair and noticed Miki's face. “Don't Yamada-sensei ask you to his room after going around school, so, let me take you around,” Kaori said standing up. There was a grin on his face.
Miki pulled his body. He was shocked when Kaori's hand had pulled out her hand.
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“You're Sensei, right? Miki-neesan, right?” ask Kaori, looking at Kaori from top to bottom.
Miki felt the sun had shone and felt very warm on the top floor of the school. He glanced at Reki who was also following them.
“Oh God, what are you doing here, Miki?”
Miki, Kaori, and Reki turned to the source of the voice. A woman with a knee-length shirt and skirt, also high hells shoes approached. Kurumi was endlessly babbling. “I saw you running here. What exactly are you doing?” hysterical shouting.
“Yamada-sensei knows him?” asked Kaori with a relaxed face. “Ah, so I was right,” he said, laughing, like having guessed a puzzle, when he saw Kurumi's astonished face. “So, what does Miki-neesan do?”
Miki sighed. Two people looked at him with a savage look. “I have a reason.”
“Then, tell me,” said Kaori and Kurumi together.
“You alone, how did you become a teacher here, Kurumi?” grunt Miki, divert
the talks.
“Eh?” Kurumi, wrong way.
“You haven't got your master's degree yet, Kurumi. How did you become a teacher here? Is it because of nepostism?”
“Miki,” shouted Kurumi, “not like that. Ojisanku became the vice principal here,” said Kurumi, lips pursed. “But, it's not what you think, I have a certificate to teach high school. And when Sugawara-sensei had to leave, I was called to replace him,”. He glanced, cynical, Miki. “Then? You?”
Miki sneering. “Then we are the same,” murmured and played his hand, like other children, looking cute. “I asked my uncle to put me in this school.”
“Miki-neechan, you shouldn't say that,” Reki shouted and his eyes moved, glancing at Kaori. “Dad will be angry.”
“So you mean, Miki-neesan is your cousin,” Kaori, smiling, trying to draw a conclusion. “And we have to keep this a secret, right?” kaori's forehead moving.
Miki and Reki nodded, simultaneously.
Kaori laughed, strange. “I'll keep it a secret, if you have a clear reason. Why is Miki-neesan here?”
Kurumi was waiting too.
Miki meghela breathed, glancing at Reki. “Do we not have to go to class? It's not a break time yet, is it.” But nobody moves. Miki grunting. “Alright, I understand. I, here, want to recall my High School days.”
“Eh?” Kurumi and Kaori sneered.
Kurumi's eyes grew. “Is this because of your writing? You're gonna write a teen story, right?”
“What's writing?” Kaori interrupted Miki. “Stories?” He then saw Reki, his face very close. “What do I think is right? You said you knew a writer. So, wha? Ah, really?” Kaori excited.
Miki patted his forehead. Reki yelled, hysterical. Kurumi looked at Kaori who was moving strangely. “Ne, Kaori-chan, you move like a worm,” Kurumi said.
“Yamada-sensei,” protest Kaori. “So this is true right?”
Reki pulled Kaori's hand. “Kaori, our bet will not end right.”
“Ah, so true, Miki-neesan is Redy,” Kaori pulled her hand from Reki's handle and grabbed Miki's hand.
“So you also have a fan, Miki,” murmured Kurumi. “He was just a bloody writer,” he said
to Kaori.
“Kaori..” Reki getting hysterical. Their bet may be over.
Kaori looked at Reki. “I understand. I still have to get all your manga and novels.”
Reki smiling.
Miki glanced at Reki, “so she's the girl you like? “ Miki sighs. “So, Kaori, Kurumi, you guys don't say anything. This is our secret.”
Kaori nodded, like a child.
Kurumi pulls Miki. “You're really crazy, Miki. So now you're gonna act like a high school kid? You, uh, you're my student,” she said smiling, ignorant.
“Stop acting like that, you sensei now.”
“I know,” said Kurumi and took off her arms hugs from Miki's arms.
Meanwhile behind them, Kaori and Reki walked together.
“So you helped Redy-sensei to write a romance story,” Kaori said nodding her head.
“Iya, from now on do not mention Redy-sensei. Do not let this news spread. You too, don't bother him to get an idea,” Reki pouted. “If Miki-neechan manages to beat Suzuki Aoki, Kaori should be my girlfriend. Kaori...” shouted, when there was no response from Kaori.
“I understand,” said Kaori smiled and patted Reki on the shoulder. He then moved to Miki's side. “Yamada-sensei, instead of being in class?”
Kurumi sneers. “I only got two classes to teach. You should have asked yourself. Why are you still here? You will..” Kurumi stops, when Reki runs past her.
Miki and Kurumi look at each other. Miki then turned to look at Kaori who had disappeared beside her. Miki snorted, running along.
“Be careful, Miki,” cried Kurumi, seeing Miki running down the stairs.
Miki, Kaori, and Reki stopped in front of the classroom door. A male teacher had been standing in front of the classroom. His cry lifted, revealing his ten fingers.
Kaori and Reki bending, “Iya, Tanaka-sensei.”
Miki with her stupid face, bowed along. “What's up?” whispered.
Kaori and Reki looked over. “Ten times round.”
Miki followed Kaori and Reki who were walking casually down the stairs. He sighed.
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Do students now prefer to break or abide by the rules? But aren't they both difficult things. You need courage and endurance for a breach. Or to fulfill a rule requires hard work, perseverance, and courage. And I guess I'll just go through it, let the rules guide me, maybe these kids—my friends? Mickey.
