The Story of Demon Hunter
185
“CAN'T!”
By the time Natsumi finished speaking, Mr. Sengoku's voice sounded. The middle-aged man suddenly appeared out of nowhere then looked at Satoru and Ono with a ferocious expression.
“Cih!”
Realizing that his plan was known to Mr. Sengoku, Natsumi clucked in dissatisfaction. It didn't seem to care so much about the person's anger.
“Natsumi,” call Mr. Sengoku with a grim expression.
“Be quiet Uncle! If you don't promote it and let the beginners try, how can the underclassmen be interested? If it is like this, the riding club will fall sooner or later!” reply Natsumi with a stern expression.
“That horse is a special creature, the comrades of the warriors who rushed to the battlefield. They were good human companions who helped each other for a very long time! How can I let a boy ride it without knowing how important and honorable the horses are!”
Seeing the fanatical expression on Mr. Sengoku's face, Satoru was instantly dumbfounded. This new clue made him even more convinced that the teachers in this school were completely abnormal!
“Shut up Uncle fool lovers of horses and war! This is the modern era, riding is a sport! Don't look at them as war mounts!”
“Call me Sengoku-sensei! Besides, riding a horse and fighting is a man's romance! What's wrong with that?!” shouted Mr. Sengoku.
“That's why grandma always worries about you! Your brain is just filled with such things, so until now you haven't had a wife and child despite being in your thirties!”
“Little girl like you knows fart! What do you know about love? Besides, the reason why I am not married is because there is no woman who is worthy of this general!”
Looking at Mr. Sengoku's proud expression, the corner of Natsumi's lips twitched violently.
Meanwhile, the other two spectators, Satoru and Ono looked at each other with wry smiles on their faces. The two had absolutely no idea why those who wanted to see the club were even involved in the quarrel of his uncle and nephew.
“Uhuk! Uhuk!”
Satoru pretended to cough. The young man raised his right hand and said, “Because you guys seem to be busy, then I will come next time. Then excuse me.”
After saying that, Satoru immediately turned around and walked away quickly. It disappeared from in front of people.
Ono who saw Satoru leave as fast as a gust of wind immediately bowed to Mr. Sengoku and Natsumi then followed the young man while shouting.
“Wait for me Satoru-san!”
Seeing the two leave, Natsumi immediately said, “It's your fault Uncle!”
“Ngaca, Smelly Girl!” shouted Mr. Sengoku.
The debate between his uncle and nephew continued.
***
The afternoon after the lesson ends.
Lying on the bed while staring at the ceiling with a blank expression, Satoru let out a long sigh.
“This is completely useless.”
Looking at Satoru's face, Takeo finally couldn't help but say, “How about taking part in sports activities? Baseball or football?”
“I'm not interested in that kind of thing.”
“How about taking part in a food research project like me?” ask Manabu.
“Food research?”
“In short, it is a club to research the various processed produce that can be made from farm and farm produce. Yes, in particular cattle farms and milk are the most widely produced in the region.”
“It's rather interesting,” murmured Satoru.
“Do you really reject Natsumi-senpai's invitation, Satoru-san?”
Hearing that question, everyone immediately turned to look towards Ono. A while later, Takeo and Manabu looked towards Satoru with suspicious expressions.
“I almost expected it, but did not expect that it would be this fast,” muttered Manabu with a depressed face.
“What are you talking about? Me and Natsumi-senpai? We have met twice. What do you expect from that?”
After saying that, Satoru glanced towards Ono. Sensing his gaze, the young man instantly became nervous. Seeing that response, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
“Your asking plus a relieved expression when I said that we both had no relationship made me suspicious. Tell me Ono, do you like Natsumi-senpai?”
“S-Likes? I don't even know him!” deny Ono with a slight hue on his face.
“...”
Seeing Ono's response, Satoru and the other two fellows looked at each other. By the time they found out, it seemed that their roommate had fallen in love with the senior even before the first week of school ended.
“B-I don't like Natsumi-senpai. It's just, she's beautiful, nimble, friendly, and kind. It makes us feel comfortable around it. That's all!”
“Yes, yes, yes. Just that,” replied Satoru in a flat tone.
Unlike Satoru who looked flat and cared less about such things, Takeo immediately approached Ono and embraced with a smile on his face.
“Do not try to hide it from us, pal. Is it love at first sight? Or what?”
“A-I'm just a little bit grateful to him. When he first came and was a little confused, he was the one who helped me. So when meeting him again at the riding club ..”
“It feels like fate?” ask Takeo and Manabu together.
“...”
Ono did not say anything, but slightly red cheeks were already the answer.
“Then at least greet him when meeting.”
Just then, Satoru's flat, heartless voice sounded. The young man's words clearly instantly made Ono stunned, even Takeo and Manabu changed his expression.
“Talking to the girl you admire isn't that easy, buddy!” takeo said rather emotionally.
“You also agree with Takeo, Satoru-san.”
Hearing that, Satoru sat on the bed. The young man then shored his chin. Having a lazy expression on his face, a cold remark came out from his mouth.
“Oh? Then what do you guys want to do? Just shut up until you see her go with someone else?”
“Do you think that girl is a superhuman? Know what you want if you don't say anything? Let alone complicated women, I alone will not know what you need if you do not speak.”
“If you don't have the courage to chase, then throw away those feelings so as not to hurt you. I don't want to see my friend drown themselves in the sea because they feel rejected when they do nothing.”
Hearing the sword-sharp speech thrown by the handsome young man who looked like a knight made Ono, Takeo, and Manabu feel pain.
It was like being stabbed by a sharp weapon repeatedly! It's really unbearable!
Even so, the three people also stared at Satoru with amazed expressions. As if recalling something, Takeo asked with an excited expression on his face.
“You're from Tokyo, right, buddy? You must have had a lot of experience in love! After all, you're from Tokyo!”
Hearing that, Satoru was stunned. Not to mention when he saw the expectant gazes from Ono and Manabu. The young man was completely at a loss for words.
‘Do you think living in Tokyo means playing that kind of monkey love? Moreover, isn't that SMP? What love? Just study diligently!’
Satoru complained in his heart. Sensing the curious gazes of his three friends, the young man felt a little regretful for having given them advice.
After all, the way those people's brains worked didn't seem to be the same as him!
>> Connect.
