The Story of Demon Hunter

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“Yuhu! How are you doing, Kouhai-kun?”

The UKS door opened, and Natsumi's figure went inside with a smile on her face. He approached and opened the curtains surrounding the bed. However, his expression instantly changed when he saw Satoru who was there.

Satoru sat on the edge of the bed with a teacher who was bandaging his left shoulder. But the focus was not on the teacher, but on the upper body of the young man.

Looking at the strong-looking body lines and the abdominal muscles that were formed, a red hue instantly appeared on the agile girl's face.

“...”

Seeing Natsumi instantly run away when with an embarrassed face, Satoru only shook his head lightly.

Just then, the voice of the UKS teacher, Miss Aoi sounded in her ears.

“It's done. For a while, do not make excessive movements. With your good physical condition, it should return to normal after a few days.

Also, remember to always listen to the teacher's instructions. Do not be careless if you do not want to have an accident. Do you understand?”

“Understanding.” Satoru nodded.

“Then you can go.”

“Good.”

After putting his shirt back on, Satoru left the UKS. He had been thoroughly examined, so was indeed allowed back. But that did not change the fact that Satoru's body made Miss Aoi surprised.

The woman had worked as a medical staff in the army. He felt, the body of Satoru who trained very well since childhood was indeed much better than ordinary soldiers. At least the physique belonged to an elite warrior.

This makes Miss Aoi wonder how the grandfather trained his favorite grandson.

If you knew what Miss Aoi was thinking, Satoru would definitely say with a friendly smile on her face if she trained with ‘full affection’. It was so full that he could barely take it.

Exiting the UKS, Satoru sees Natsumi leaning against the wall. It seemed to be intentionally waiting for him to come out.

“What are you doing here, Natsumi-senpai?”

“Of course check you out. Maybe the people in the riding club could have lied to my uncle, but I can't.” Natsumi raised her face proudly. “I want to know your condition. That's it.”

“I'm fine. After all, it was also my fault for not being careful and treating horses in such a bad way.”

Hearing Satoru's words, Natsumi was stunned. After a while, he giggled while closing his mouth.

“Is something wrong?” Satoru raised his eyebrows.

“No.” Natsumi shook her head. “No.”

“Say. Don't irritate me.”

Satoru directly kicked through Natsumi's sidewall with his right hand. The action left the girl stunned. Looking at Satoru's face that was close enough to her, he immediately pushed her back.

Natsumi hurriedly walked away while saying.

“Ugh! Anu .. it's not really entirely your fault.”

Hearing that, Satoru immediately followed. He walked next to Natsumi then asked, “You mean?”

“It is true that not respecting each other is a problem. However, the main reason you fell off the horse is not that.

Actually, the dark horse was never ridden. More precisely rarely. He is more wild than his colleagues. In the academy, only the headmaster could ride it because he had brought in and cared for his horse since childhood. Maybe like a return to the parents?”

The explanation from Natsumi's mouth left Satoru at a loss for words. Having an expression full of doubt, the young man could not help but ask, “So what is the function of those passionate and motivational words?”

“Maybe it is intent on teaching you. However, the point is definitely ... the person is afraid of being paid.”

“...”

Satoru. The young man quietly exclaimed ‘Very good!’ in her heart. Totally fooled by his own teacher's sweet speech.

Meanwhile, Natsumi gritted her teeth when she saw the insensitive Satoru. He wanted to step on the young man's foot and ask if his brain was okay. After all, Satoru had treated her so ‘intim’ and embarrassed her.

But still not sensitive!

“Are you angry? I thank you for caring, even getting angry at Sengoku-sensei for me. However, I think everything is fine.

I mean, this wound is pretty light. I even learned a valuable lesson from this wound.”

Seeing Satoru smiling gently, Natsumi was dumbfounded. The girl cursed inwardly.

‘True, I'm mad at Uncle. But now I'm more angry with you! Stupid, narcissistic, insensitive!’

“It's been a little night, let me drop you-“

“No need! This was only at school, not to mention a remote farming school where there was no danger! I don't need to be escorted, Stupid!”

Satoru looked towards Natsumi who left with a confused expression. He obviously did not expect that the girl was so grumpy.

Meanwhile, Natsumi who was walking away went back to cursing inwardly.

‘Why didn't you catch up? At least sensitize a little, Stupid!’

If Satoru knew what the girl was thinking, he would be confused about having to cry or laugh. Obviously Natsumi could ask him to drop off, but it complicates everything.

Women are complicated creatures!

***

Returning to the dormitory, Satoru saw his three roommates looking at him with red eyes.

“What?” ask the young man.

“Ugh! Basic shucks!” Takeo wiped his tears. “You made us worry. But when we were about to visit, it turns out you were even approached by a girl! Pretty girl!”

“If you have a relationship with Natsumi-senpai, you should just say it, Satoru-kun. Don't make others too hopeful.” Ono leaned against the wall with a blank expression, looking so depressed.

“GOOD JOB!” Manabu even smiled while giving a thumbs up.

Hearing their words, Satoru covered his face with a depressed expression. He really did not know where their imaginations were from. Obviously Natsumi only visited him because he felt guilty and needed to be responsible.

Yes ... that's what the insensitive thinks.

“I've told you many times that we both don't have that kind of relationship!”

Satoru once again explained with a wry smile on his face. It didn't matter anymore if his comrades didn't believe it.

“You sure you don't have the slightest taste for him?” ask Takeo.

“No.”

“What about the future? Maybe you guys are together?” ask Ono.

“It ... who knows the future!”

“Just ask, Satoru-kun. You feel that Natsumi-senpai is quite charming.” Manabu.

“If you say charming, she is a charming natural beauty. However, there are many physically beautiful girls in this world. In my opinion, what makes him more prominent is ... because he's like summer (natsu)?” muttered Satoru with a confused expression.

“Summer???” ask his three friends at the same time.

“I mean, she is so bright, friendly, kind, quite nosy and a bit annoying, but also considerate and responsible. Ughhhh! I can't describe it with the words.”

Satoru massaged his temple with a depressed expression.

“THAT'S DIA!” shout Takeo.

“What?” Satoru.

“I don't care which one you choose, either a classmate or a upperclassman! The most important ...

YOU MUST TEACH US!”

Satoru was getting confused. Seeing the eyes of his three friends sparkling, he did not understand.

“What the hell do you mean?”

Hearing Satoru's question, the three looked at each other. The three of them then said in unison.

“OUR CRAFT HOW TO PICK UP GIRLS!”

Suddenly being made a mentor of teenagers looking for love, Satoru is completely at a loss for words. He even wondered if he had heard wrongly or something!

She's she? Satoru Fujiwara who hasn't dated in his entire life? Become a mentor to pursue young girl love?

Just be right!

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