Kawaikereba Hentai demo Suki ni Natte Kuremasu ka? Volume 10 Prologue

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Prologue

Immediately after the discovery of the scandalous picture hung up on the billboard at the student entrance, an emergency meeting for the Ayano faction was held inside the student council room. Around the large table sat Keiki and the four current members of the student council, making it five. Together with him sat Shiho, who had decided to join because of the emergency, even though she had her entrance exams to worry about, Airi, the male crossdressed version of Rin, and Ayano. All of them had fallen into silence, their expressions showing the gravity of the situation.

The first one to break the silence was Rintarou from his seat next to Keiki.

“This has become quite problematic.”

“Yeah… Someone actually took a picture of that…”

Saying this, Keiki directed his gaze to the two pictures that were placed on the table. A few minutes prior, they had been hanging on the billboard. One of them showed Keiki being hugged by Ayano, whereas the other depicted a moment when Keiki’s head had been buried in Shiho’s well-endowed chest.

“We took the pictures down right away, but I doubt we’ve managed to avoid keeping them from influencing the election.” Airi spoke up from her seat across from Keiki.

“You can’t stop people from talking, after all,” Shiho muttered from her seat.

Above the two pictures in question was a caption that only made matters worse: ‘Kiryuu Keiki from class 2B is two-timing!’ A love affair in the middle of the student council. During an election period, topics like this would spread like wildfire. It was only a matter of time until rumours started filling the school’s corridors.

“I never thought that they’d bring up Keikun-senpai’s two-timing now of all times.”

“That’s absolute nonsense, though.”

“Kiryuu-kun, were you just toying with me…?”

“Fujimoto-san, things are looking rather grim right now, so can we put the jokes on hold for a bit?”

When he quickly rebutted Ayano’s awful-timed joke, Keiki earned himself a high-quality pout from her. Honestly speaking, she looked really cute, but he didn’t have the time to admire it.

A scandal had been brought up the day before the final election. It was very likely to harm Ayano’s reputation, since she was aiming to become the next student council president. Doubts about two-timing were never good no matter how you spun them, and if rumours started to spread, Ayano’s party would quickly be at a disadvantage.

While Keiki was trying to organize this mess in his head, Airi spoke up.

“Well, I doubt that bringing up any two-timing accusations about Kiryuu-senpai would change anything, given his known image. Also, Kiryuu-senpai, you did something like that with Shiho-senpai? You’re the worst.”

“Good job, Keikun-senpai! I also want to bury my face in a girl’s breasts.”

“Just to let you know, I didn’t dive into her chest out of my own free will, okay?”

His two Kouhais were trying to categorize him as a native of the planet of breasts, so he quickly denied their accusations.

“Sorry about this, Keiki-kun. All because I acted without thinking…”

“No, it’s not your fault, Takasaki-senpai.”

Who would have expected that someone had been around to take a picture of that?

“Still, who could have taken these pictures?”

“Isn’t that obvious! It has to be those people from the manga research club!” Airi answered Shiho’s question with a harsh tone.

Ever since the election had started that Monday, Ayano had held a constant lead over her opposing candidate Megumi. Since the final election was tomorrow, it was easy to assume that the Onizuka faction had her hands in this. They were simply trying to decrease the number of people who would vote for Ayano as much as possible.

“But Ai-chan, we don’t have any proof that the people from the manga research club did it, do we?”

“That… is true, but… Wait, don’t use this situation to call me ‘Ai-chan’.”

Confused by Rintarou’s words of warning, Airi almost took the bait. Still, after they’d done all they could, she probably couldn’t bear to see their hard work crumble thanks to such dirty methods. And that wasn’t just true of Airi. Everyone present felt the same way.

“It’s true that the folks from the manga research club are prime suspects, but just as Rintarou says, we don’t have any definite proof.”

Even if the manga research club was an obvious party to blame, they couldn’t ignore another possibility. That it was just a bad joke, a crime committed in jest, completely unrelated to the election.

“Anyway, we don’t have much time right now, so let’s meet up again during lunch break.”

“Right.”

When Shiho brought that up, all the eyes in the room turned towards the clock. It was about time for homeroom to start. They made the decision to break for now, and everyone prepared to leave the room.

“Ahh, I know,” Airi spoke up, sounding like she remembered something. “Ayano-senpai. From now on, you’re not allowed to recharge with Kiryuu-senpai anymore, okay?”

“Eh…” Barely having stood up from her chair, Ayano froze in place. “I can’t… recharge anymore?”

“Um… could you not look at me like the world is about to end?”

Though she was a bit hesitant after seeing Ayano’s heartbroken reaction, Airi still held her ground. That’s the heartless Airi for you. She didn’t stop lecturing the current vice president.

“It’s an obvious countermeasure. As of right now, someone is secretly taking pictures of you, Ayano-senpai. We don’t know who it is, so we don’t know where they might be watching.”

“Ugh…”

“If you put up with it now, Kiryuu-senpai will let you recharge as much as you want after.”

“Wait, Nagase-san?!”

Though Keiki raised his voice in protest, Airi didn’t back down at all. She ignored him completely.

“Really? I’ll be able to sniff Kiryuu-kun as much as I want?”

“Of course. You can even take him home if you want to.”

“I’m not okay with this at all, though!”

If possible, he didn’t want to be forced into any promises he didn’t even make. He didn’t even want to imagine the embarrassment he would have to go through if Ayano, the smell fetishist, really took him home for a day.

“Alright. If I can do that later, I’ll hold back for now.”

“Your reason for working hard is kind of insane…”

That being said, the promise seemed to have worked, and Ayano agreed. Now if only Keiki hadn’t had his basic human rights taken from him in the process…

Then again, this is better than having her be in a bad mood during such an important time.

This had happened because of someone’s ill will. Although she might not be showing it on the outside, there’s no way that Ayano hadn’t been really shocked by this. The election was about to come to an end. Only the final speech was left the following day in the afternoon. Keiki didn’t want her to break down right before the home stretch.

After separating from the girls at the student council room, Keiki headed alone to the classroom for class 2B.

“…But why did the perpetrator do something like that?”

While he made his way to the classroom, he was still pondering the two scandalous pictures. Though he didn’t know the identity of the evildoer, they without a doubt had some sort of hostility towards him and Ayano. Was that hostility because of the election? Were they trying to destroy Ayano’s lead? Or was it a personal grudge against Keiki or Ayano? Either one was just as important. Because of that, they couldn’t ignore it. They would need to figure out what to do about this. While he was thinking about this, someone called out to him.

“…Oh, Kiryuu-shi?”

“…Hm?”

She must have just arrived at school. A girl wearing a beige skirt, with her student bag in hand, called out to Keiki. Her short hair was slightly fluttering, which gave her a cute first impression. He didn’t remember ever seeing her before, though, so he found himself just staring at her.

“Um… Who are you again?”

“You’re fine with just randomly forgetting the face of your classmate like that? It’s Onizuka. Onizuka Megumi, your opponent during this student council president election.”

“Eh?! Onizuka-san?!” Keiki couldn’t hold back his voice from his surprise.

“Could you… maybe not scream like that?”

“But… I mean…” Keiki stuttered as he once again ran his eyes over Megumi.

Especially her head.

“What happened to your hair?”

“Ah, about this…” Megumi fidgeted with the tips of her hair, which barely reached her shoulders. “…Well, after my love went up in flames yesterday, I kind of cut it off in the heat of the moment.”

“…How did that happen?”

That was the biggest reason Keiki hadn’t realized he was talking to Onizuka Megumi. Because of the incident that had happened the day prior, Megumi had undergone quite a drastic change in personal image. Her trademark long, fluffy hair had been cut short without leaving any traces behind. She now was sporting more of a boyish look.