Chitose-kun Wa Ramune Bin No Naka Volume 1 Prologue

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Chitose-kun Wa Ramune Bin No Naka



Chitose-kun Wa Ramune Bin No Naka Volume 1 Prologue


While warding off the fluttering, fleeting, perhaps whimlessly, aimlessly dancing cherry blossom petals as if a nuisance, brand-new blazers march through the path by the river. Dignified, fresh and unwrinkled pure white shirts, checkered skirts of slightly uncouth length, and underpants which very nearly cause trouble for their surroundings. Loafers, still unaccustomed to the stride of main characters, clickety clackety, steadily sound out the beat of restless footsteps.

*Chik-kun, tak-kun*. *Chik-kun, tak-kun*.

*Kap-pon, pat-tan*. *Kap-pon, pat-tan*.

Covered in scratches and dirt, my Stan Smiths, in contrast to those innocent rhythms, play a somewhat idiotic, dissonant march. Noticing my undone shoelaces, I crouch reflexively, and a prim and proper school bag sends a worn-out Gregory Day Pack flying.

With feelings of nostalgia, I watched the backs of the new juniors as they moved forward intently, without a care for the gentle sunlight of spring, the murmuring river stream, or even the faces of those walking next to them who might before long become a close friend or lover.

『Cla.s.s 5's Chitose Saku is a d.a.m.n womanizing rascal.』

Speaking of high school students, they're undoubtedly the centre of the world. Be it a novel, manga, drama or movie, the protagonist is always a high school student. Neither as powerless as a middle or grade-schooler, nor as far removed from the story as a university student or member of society. The word 'youth' is synonymous with 'high school student', and when thinking back after becoming an adult, without a doubt there will be those, so beloved they make you want to cry, just a little embarra.s.sing moments, packed like a treasure chest inside those three years.

…That, is a superficial story.

Everyone is aware of the reality. Hanging out with friends, fooling around day after day, at times clashing seriously, then laughing and b.u.mping shoulders like nothing happened, confessing to that girl they're interested in, waiting for their club activities to end going back together talking on a park bench going to the summer festival clad in yukata watching the fireworks two hands touching before they know it and at a deserted shrine having their first… such things, those who are able to enjoy an almost heartburning green springtime like that are but a select few. In other words, the portion of human beings who, after surviving a fierce mounted battle, dashed up the school caste — those who are commonly known as riajuu.

Riajuu and hiriajuu.

I consider this cla.s.sification which at some point came to be used as if natural, meaningless from the bottom of my heart. But with it having become established, to the great majority of high school students, what they have to do is one thing. None other than to successfully swim through in a way so that they may become, if possible, the former; or at the very least, not the latter.

The entrance ceremony that now approaches these juniors, is the first round of that. Even as early as around when they head for home, they will be loosely cla.s.sified into「Those who kind of feel like they'll be at the center of the cla.s.s from now on」and「Those who seem clearly likely to spend their time silently in a corner of the cla.s.s」. It's understandable that they would be nervous.

『Cla.s.s 5's Chitose Saku is a d.a.m.n womanizing rascal.』

Juniors, don't believe what society tells you. Riajuu or hiriajuu, gloomy type or cheerful type, much less some caste system, whatever it is you should put on a face that shows you don't give a d.a.m.n and fall into whichever category you please. With the conflict here and there, and all the wear and tear, after a year pa.s.ses, in the end there will be a pebble with its own outward appeal.

…And so on, is what I, the one entering his second year while being treated almost like the chief riajuu by others, nonchalantly speak of as I look down from above.

*Chik-kun, tak-kun*. *Chik-kun, tak-kun*.

*Kap-pon, pat-tan*. *Kap-pon, pat-tan*.

Pa.s.sing by a melancholic winter as it blows, the Hokuriku wind warmly brushes against my cheek.

Spring. It is the season of beginnings. The sky as it spreads out a pastel blue, the girls' swaying black hair and skirts, and the profiles dyed in the colour of cherry blossoms, all filled with the premonition of new encounters. As I head towards school, my steps are as light as that of a cheerful middle-aged man heading for a familiar public bathhouse.

『Cla.s.s 5's Chitose Saku is a d.a.m.n womanizing rascal.』

Hmmm, no matter how many  times I check it, what's written there is definitely me being slandered by my full name in all its glory.

Looking at the screen of the smartphone that I have been slipping in and out of my pocket for a while now, I smile wryly.

Open on it is one of those so-called underground school websites.

Resembling 5chan threads constructed for each school, where a large number of unspecified people can freely write whatever they like. Once popular over ten years ago, apparently now having become hotbeds for bullying and other societal problems, they were slowly going out of fashion.

Well, looking at today's world, it seems like the outlets for venting stress have simply moved to Twitter and LINE. However, SNS-types like those carry the risk of an individual being quickly identified after a slight misstep. We, the excellent students of the school known as the top high school in f.u.kui prefecture, Fuji High, had reached the conclusion that if we were to do something like bad mouth someone in writing, as expected the more convenient option would be an old-school style underground school website. Accordingly, things had come full cycle, and behind the scenes such sites were becoming all the rage again.

『That guy's getting too full of himself, even though he can't pull it back』

『I heard he was doing it with a senpai and it went limp lololol』

It's full of things I can't let pa.s.s, oi!!

Reading the comments from several users in agreement with the earlier post, I reflexively retorted. I wasn't really objecting to the part calling me a womanizer, but for an ikemen riajuu, being rumoured as unable to do it puts their reputation at stake.

And in the first place. Even though they're considerate enough to blank out parts of the name or use initials for all these other people being slandered, for some reason when it comes to me they find it absolutely fine to use the real name, time and time again saying whatever they please like this. Incidentally, the first time the name of Chitose Saku got posted was a certain day not too long after the entrance ceremony, and ever since, it's been so popular that if the rankings for the top words of this one year were to be published it would probably rank first.

The contents being one hundred percent slander.

It's okay to post something like『Chitose-kun's so dreamy! Take me!』once in a while, you know?

「Moorning, Saku-kun. What are you up to, stopping at a place like this?」

I was lightly tapped on the shoulder. Turning around, I found my cla.s.smate from first year Uchida Yua, looking at me with a smile akin to a yellow dandelion.

Gathered together in a side-tail, long, flowing hair fluttered in front of her shoulders, swayed by a gentle breeze. When she smiled, with a *kyui-* the corners of her eyes drooped ever so slightly, being so endearing that the *kyui-* alone felt like it was enough to wipe away all wars from the face of the Earth. I wouldn't define her as a beauty renowned by everyone in the school, but she's the type for which, during love-talk on the night of a school outing, confessions like「Actually, I like her」would come out one after the other, getting people all worked up.

In truth, even though she hadn't been one of those who stood out in the beginning after entering school, as is typical of a high school student she had steadily grown more refined, such that ever since the second term of last year or so it had become natural for her to move about with our riajuu group.

「Morning, Yua. Have a look at this for a sec, will you?」

Upon my saying this while moving around the smartphone in my hand, Yua lined up beside me and took a look. The scent of organic shampoo hung in the air.

「Ahh, that… it's fine, it's fine.」

Yua's smiled tenderly, gently patting me on the back

「…Eh? What's with that kind of『Well, I can't deny what's written there, but it can't be helped, let's do something else』reaction?」

「Yup, that interpretation sounds about right. Look, Saku-kun's cool and popular, so there's a lot of people out there who may be annoyed or jealous.」

Frankly, I myself agreed with what Yua was saying. Even thinking about who might be posting the slanderous messages would be pointless. It could be the Kamase Yarou who I'd had a run-in with before the spring break, and there was even a strong chance that I was being resented by another somebody whose face I didn't even know.

Be it a celebrity, musician or writer, the more popular they get, the larger the ma.s.s of haters gushing forth. Everywhere you go there will always be those who insist on going the other way, pretending to know everything, finding the weaknesses of successful people and throwing stones.

The number who like and the number who hate are directly proportional. What's most scary is a windless situation with neither affirmation nor denial.

「You're kidding, right!? This kind of not just handsome but also casually stylish, possesses outstanding reflexes, gets superior grades, has high communication skills and is kind to everyone, and what's more has leadership skills, and can also handle everything from dirty jokes to conversations abound in wit with ease, guy who is me, just what is there to be annoyed by?」

「I'll tell you in case you hadn't realized, but wouldn't it be mainly to do with exactly those things?」







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