Ellie, of course, knew there was a stain on her white over-the-knee socks.
But what could she do? She couldn't just take them off in front of everyone, could she?
Moreover, her spare over-the-knee socks were in her locker, not her shoe cabinet, so she could only come to the classroom like this first.
However, she had already walked fast enough—but she still couldn't make it to the classroom before Akira.
"I know. Akira, you came very early today too."
Ellie replied calmly, putting her things in the locker and taking out her spare white over-the-knee socks.
These past two days, Ellie had clearly felt a certain distance from Akira.
Although she joined the student council yesterday and met many people,
her friends were still the same as when school started—only Akira.
As for Maria, she was her older sister, so she didn't count at all.
"Hmm, I didn't plan to come so early either. It's just that my human alarm clock is quite punctual every day."
"I see."
Ellie looked at the white over-the-knee socks in her hand, then at Akira, and made a bold decision.
Anyway, there's no one else here. I'll just change them in the classroom.
Having made up her mind, Ellie walked towards her seat with the over-the-knee socks.
As she passed behind Akira, her calf suddenly cramped—and she immediately lost control of her balance, falling towards her seat.
It's over!
Seeing the edge of the chair getting closer and closer, Alisa closed her eyes, resigned to her fate.
But the next second, a pair of strong arms embraced her, pulling her back from the brink of danger.
"Alisa, are you okay?"
"N-no… I'm not okay. My left leg is cramping… cramping."
Hearing this, Akira quickly picked up Alisa, sat her down in her seat, and then squatted down to massage her meridians.
"Ah~!"
"Yes!"
"Right there."
"Ugh~!"
A wave of soreness spread through Alisa's mind, making her involuntarily close her eyes.
Yuki Souo went up the teaching building but did not go directly to her classroom.
Instead, she came to Year 1, Class E, where Akira was, intending to say hello to him.
As soon as she reached the back door, she heard Alisa's voice—filled with suppressed pain—coming from inside the classroom.
"Stop! Don't use so much force. It hurts!"
"It's okay. You'll feel better in a moment."
Brother?
Brother's voice.
Yuki Souo's eyes widened, and she quickly peered inside through the back door.
Akira was pressing Alisa's ankle. From Yuki's angle, she couldn't see what Akira and Alisa were doing at all.
She only knew that Akira was squatting in front of Alisa, his body moving rhythmically.
Alisa frowned, her eyes closed.
Huh?
Brother is too bold—this is in the classroom!
How could he do such a thing?
Eh? Isn't that the girl who joined the Student Council with me?
I think her name is Alisa.
Yuki Souo's brows furrowed.
Why is this guy so well-developed? Already on the same level as Mom?
"Ugh~!"
Alisa's brows relaxed. "Thank you, Akira-san."
Akira had already resolved the cramping issue, but he didn't get up. Instead, he extended his hand to Alisa.
"Give them to me. I'll help you."
Alisa was slightly startled, a little hesitant.
Akira smiled. "You can't change them in this state, and someone could come at any moment. But if you want to do it yourself, I have no objections."
Akira made to get up, and Alisa, without time to think, quickly handed the over-the-knee socks to Akira.
"N-no need. Akira-san, you do it."
As soon as she finished speaking, a blush instantly spread across Alisa's face.
This was her first time having such intimate contact with someone of the opposite sex.
And that area was a bit sensitive.
In Yuki Souo's line of sight, Akira took the white over-the-knee socks handed to him by Alisa, intending to help Alisa put them on in the classroom.
Ah~!
Brother has never changed them for me.
Akira's hand was hidden beneath the skirt of the sailor uniform, appearing exactly as Yuki Souo imagined.
But contrary to Yuki Souo's imagination, Akira was merely rolling down Alisa's over-the-knee socks.
Although he did have some unintentional small movements, changing anything of that sort was completely out of the question.
Gulp. Gulp.
There.
It touched.
Alisa felt her heart tremble wildly.
Every movement of Akira was magnified by her senses.
The over-the-knee socks were finally rolled down.
And just as Alisa finally let out a sigh of relief, Akira, in one swift motion, had already put on the new white over-the-knee socks and begun rolling them up in reverse.
"Ahem! Can you tell me what you two are doing?"
Yuki Souo was startled—because she was so focused that she didn't notice there was someone behind her.
Kirisu Mafuyu walked into the classroom, a faint blush unconsciously on her face.
If she hadn't seen the people from Class B peering through the back door, she might not have noticed what was happening in the classroom.
Akira, of course, told the truth. After all, what needed to be seen, touched, and done had already been completed.
He wasn't at a loss.
With Alisa as a witness, the misunderstanding was immediately cleared up.
"Alisa, is your leg still cramping?"
Kirisu Mafuyu, her face deeply flushed, came to Alisa's side and asked with concern, "Do you want to go to the infirmary to get it checked?"
"No need. Akira-san's technique is very good. I'll be fine after resting for a while."
Kirisu Mafuyu took a deep breath and turned around.
"Akira-san, you did very well."
"Ahem. I have some things I want to discuss with you. Please come to the office with me."
To avoid awkwardness—and also remembering Akira's activities these past few days—Kirisu Mafuyu took the opportunity to call him to the office, intending to talk privately.
Akira gave Yuki Souo a look, signaling her to leave quickly, then followed Kirisu Mafuyu out.
However, seeing Alisa as a threat, how could Yuki Souou just casually leave?
"Alisa-tongxue, may I ask if you are very familiar with Akira-san?"
"Yes. We are very familiar. May I ask who you are?"
"My name is Yuki Souo."
"I know. We just met yesterday."
"Ah~! I am Akira-san's childhood friend. We grew up playing together."
Upon hearing this news, Alisa's previously bright mood instantly became less pleasant.
"I see. I am also Akira-san's good friend. Please take care of me in the future."
The two girls shook hands.
A strong scent of gunpowder filled the air.