The One Sitting Next To Me Is A Real Japanese! Volumes 1

Don't Play-Main!

In the afternoon when the school was over and many students had gone home, Eza was still in his seat.

No reason is too important. Just a trivial thing, he was too comfortable with the atmosphere of the afternoon, so he collapsed on the table and fell asleep.

In addition, today was her schedule to do a class picket. It was common for Eza to let his classmates go, then do his job when lonely. He just wanted to lie down for a while, because his seat was right next to the window, the breeze that came in made him comfortable.

When his eyes were open, he stretched his stiff body and looked around. Surely there was no one as far as his eyes could see. But as he looked at the table next to him, he still saw Yuuki's bag hanging there.

“The boy was diligent once, yes.”

At this school, pickets are carried out by several students on a rotating basis. The way to determine the schedule is free, for Eza class, they do it by holding a lottery. There is no problem about it, the most important thing is that each individual does his or her responsibilities well.

The reason why Yuuki is still in school is the same as Eza who is still in class, because the picket schedule is also in line with Eza. In other words, one of Eza's teammates for the picket was Yuuki.

If asked where the others were, of course they had gone home. But do not get me wrong, they clean the hallway and also around the classroom outside. It seemed like Eza's friend had already given up the inside completely for him when he fell asleep in class after the lesson was over.

“Well, now where to start, yes?”

Eza realizes that he is a slacker and also knows his nature can be troublesome for many people. Therefore, he as much as possible reduces the anger of society that can befall him at any time. He also did his job as part of the community.

Therefore also, no matter how lazy he is and how much people consider him lazy, he will not abandon his duties if indeed he is given that responsibility. Although only doing the rest (which is certainly not a little), he will still do it as part of the trust that has been given to him. That's Eza.

“If I give value to my own work on the website, of course it's five out of five, right? I feel perfect, from my own perspective of course.”

Eza looked around the class from another corner to another corner with a satisfied nod.

Everything is neatly arranged, be it a table, chair, or even class attributes. Everything looks clean and there is no one out of place. Perfect!

Coincidentally, the task of clearing this class was split in half with Yuuki. Usually Eza just tidied up the bench and arranged things, but since his mood was good, he did Yuuki's part and tried to say, “What are you doing? I've cleaned this up. You better go home” and avoid anger from Yuuki.

He then returns to his seat and waits for Yuuki to come to class, which will most likely be long, so Eza lies back on his desk, enjoying the afternoon breeze that makes his eyes sleepy again. That's what he wanted, but because he had slept earlier, so Eza only looked at sports clubs who were doing training on the field.

“The readiness is tired. Usually if someone fights, the drama can be one month more.”

Minutes after making fun of the youth of others, the classroom door shifted open, revealing a diamond figure bathed in orange light from the afternoon sky. Eza's eyes opened wide, not because of the beautiful scenery, but because of the pile of paper carried by Yuuki that was supported by both hands.

“What do you bring? Are you all right? Do you need help?”

Eza who saw Yuuki who had walked into the classroom slightly from his seat, could see the sullen face from behind the pile of paper that almost buried Yuuki's face.

“ ... If you know I need help, you can't help me take half.”

“Iya ..”

After finishing teasing Yuuki a little, Eza got up from her stool and walked towards Yuuki, picking up some of the piles of paper in order to lighten the burden in Yuuki's hands.

When his gaze was much better, Yuuki looked around and raised an eyebrow. He realized the class looked much cleaner than the last time he left the classroom.

Seeing Yuuki's expression, Eza casually walked towards his desk and boasted to himself.

“I've cleaned his class, don't worry about it.”

“So? Good ... We can focus on everything else.”

“That's all? Don't you feel amazed?”

“What do you hope I say? At most you can't sleep anymore, right?”

“ ... I think your Indonesian language is getting smoother.”

“At least you should be able to maintain your sense of sleeplessness in tomorrow's lesson.”

“ ... I'm going to fight?”

Yuuki sighed in annoyance and followed Eza's path from behind. “I'll take care of the rest later.”

Eza just put on a flat face usually heard Yuuki's words like that.

Yuuki who followed behind with a serious face, instead of walking towards his own desk, sat on the front bench of Eza.

“Is there anything you need?”

“Yes. We'll do this both, sensei told.”

“Why do you use the term sensei?”

“Because I feel weird just saying teacher. Moreover, sensei calls also to show my respect to them.”

Eza just stared at Yuuki in front of him who was busy with his stationery, as usual, he could see his serious expression there. Eza thought how serious this person in front of him was.

“So you were told to do this yourself?”

“Not by yourself, but both are the same you.”

“Sorry? But I remember very much I was not buying stuff from an online store, you know!”

“I also can not return items that have been ordered. So just accept it and work on it, ok?”

“Taste malesin.”

After saying that, Yuuki stared intently at Eza. But then he took a tired breath and started scratching the paper he was carrying.

“When sensei asked if there was someone who could help me, I could think of no other name than you. I don't know why either, but maybe because of what Rena said back then? Well, it also happens that you have a picket schedule today, right? That's why I told sensei that you

would help. But if you want to go home, I can do this myself. So don't worry.”

In the moment Yuuki said that, Eza just stared with his dead eyes in silence.

“If it's just that, I can also help.”

“You don't have to force yourself. Take it easy, it will be finished in a fast time.”

“What a bad thing I am!”

“I didn't say you were unreliable, okay? Haaa ... If you want to help then do the sensei part, because I also have to do the OSIS.” part

“OK~”

After saying that, Eza opened his bag and fumbled in his bag to pick up his stationery, and began working on sheet by sheet that piled up a lot.

Yuuki who was looking at that seriously started to smile a little when he saw the figure of Eza seriously working on his part. He thought, he could hand it over to Eza casually and let it settle on its own.

He may have misjudged Eza all along and began to believe what Rena said, if Eza has abilities that are inversely proportional to his appearance. Thinking of that, for some reason made his heart beat a little.

After a few minutes had passed, quickly, Eza finished sheet by sheet while maintaining his fast working phase. But ...

Lothawat! The atmosphere makes me sleepy again!

The sounds outside were produced by some sports club outside, for some reason turning into a sleeping song delivery part in his ear.

Even so, he still tried to withstand his drowsiness and survive the enemy's attack. But once he was able to hold back his consciousness, a gentle breeze stroked him gently, making Eza unable to endure his sleepiness anymore and as he wanted to cross the bridge of dreams ...

“Uuh!”

When she could see the fairy and the flower garden, there was a pencil tip piercing her arm.

My arm bones!!! The blood! It's gonna bleed!

Getting a surprise attack, Eza wanted to throw a protest, but his guts instantly shrank as Yuuki stared intently at Eza.

By the time Yuuki had already gotten a good impression of Eza, the impression was instantly crushed by his own person.