Chapter 38 - Magical Power (1/2)
Magical Power
Pon, pakon.
“I’m starting!”
“Yes, please!”
Pon, pakon.
On the other side of the fence, the people in the girl’s tennis club were swinging their rackets back and forth.
It was after school.
Sana had ended up suffering a crushing defeat at the hands of a math quiz, so she was forced to stay and take supplementary classes. I was alone on the way home. When I tried to take a slightly different path home, I found the tennis courts, and just happened to end up watching the tennis club’s practice.
The prelims for a major competition seems to be coming up in a month, so practice was starting to get a little bit harder. It wasn’t that I particularly liked tennis, nor was there a girl on the court that I knew.
Tatatata, pakon.
—Hirari.
… It’s too curious.
Chirarizumu standard equipment—the official name of it would be skorts—it had completely monopolized my vision. [1]
Normally, they would be practicing in their gym uniform or the club jersey, but because the tournament was close, they decided to practice in their uniform.
It’s fine to be watching, but I just can’t help but be interested…
Everyone was going at practice so seriously while I, on the other hand, was being completely unscrupulous.
If I stare too much, I’ll be treated like a pervert, so I end up walking while taking short sideways glances at the court.
“?”
Suddenly feeling a gaze on me, I turn around.
However, no one was there.
That’s weird… I felt something though.
That was strange, I thought, as I headed home, and reluctantly walked away from the tennis court.
It happened on the Saturday of that week.
In order to spend time with Hiiragi-chan, I went to her house.
“Seiji-kun, welcome!”
When I opened the door, she welcomed me. At that time, I noticed something different from normal.
“What is it?”
“Eh. Aah, no, it’s nothing.”
Normally, Hiiragi-chan would wear jerseys or pants indoors. However, today, she was wearing a skirt.… Moreover, it was quite short. It was white, and of course, her legs were also white and dazzling.
“Haruka-san, your legs are quite pretty.”
“Is that so? I don’t really think so, but thank you.”
Hiiragi-chan smiled happily.
Just as she was prompting me to come in, her skirt ended up spreading out like flower petals. Bu!?
Just now, I saw it. Panicking a little bit, Hiiragi-chan pulled down on the hem of her skirt. Then she took a sidelong glance at me.
“N-no. I didn’t see. I didn’t see anything.”
“Are you sure?”
It wasn’t that she hadn’t worn a skirt on one of our dates before. It was just that, the length today was extremely short.
“Today, it’s really short, your skirt that is.”
“This type of thing, don’t you like it?”
“If I had to answer, then I guess so…”
Hiiragi-chan lightly jumped up and down multiple times. Fewah, fuwah, fuwah. Stop, those movements! It’s too eye catching!
“Earlier, you kept on looking at the tennis club girls, right?”
“Ugeh. That gaze, it was you, Sensei…?”
“It’s not Sensei, but Haruka-san, right? Seiji-kun, you like short skirts right?”
That’s not exactly the case. If that is part of your fashion sense, then I don’t think there is any reason to not wear one. However, to say that equals like, is a little bit of a rough estimation.
“Ah. Did you perhaps believe, that I was watching the tennis club girls practice because I like short skirts?”
“Eh, am I wrong?”
Pyon pyon, as Hiiragi-chan hopped around, the skirt ended up flipping upwards. This shamelessness is banned! That’s what I thought, but I didn’t put it into words. Going to the living room, she brought out coffee like usual. After taking a drink, I was going to talk to Hiiragi-chan who would be sitting next to me. —but, hmm? She’s sitting across from me today?
… It’s so short that I can almost see it. Refocusing myself, I clear my throat.
“Haruka-san. I wasn’t watching the tennis club girls practicing because I liked miniskirts.”
“Then, Seiji-kun, why exactly was it that you were staring so diligently? You were getting funny looks from the girls sitting on the side of the court, you know?”