Chapter: 52. Only Oneself Has Not Changed
Nanjou Akane.
Kanon indeed had an impression of this name.
When he and Nagi first visited the Shikikan, he saw a note left by the dorm leader, Akane.
However, up to now, Kanon had never met this dorm leader, and he didn’t even know what she looked like, let alone find her.
“Truly living up to the urban legend…” Kanon murmured softly.
At the shoe rack in the entrance of the teaching building.
Just as Kanon was leaning against a pillar, deep in thought,
the sound of footsteps approaching from behind interrupted his train of thought.
The crisp and nimble footsteps, like a gentle breeze in spring, temporarily dispelled the anxiety in Kanon’s heart.
When Kanon turned to look in the direction of the sound,
he was met with a pair of slender calves wrapped in black stockings. His gaze followed the alluring lines of her legs upward, gradually entering his view was a round and voluptuous thigh that brushed against itself with each step, reflecting a seductive sheen on the translucent black stockings.
Even though Kanon hadn’t seen the person’s face, he instantly recognized the identity of the newcomer.
With such long, slender, beautiful legs, and an overwhelming degree of allure, the girl could only be his childhood friend.
Especially when he looked up along the thigh, a super short skirt that was so short it made one wonder, “Is this really appropriate at school?” combined with her utterly defenseless, natural demeanor, allowed Kanon to glimpses of the landscape under the skirt with just a slight raise of his head.
“Kanon-kun, I’m sorry to keep you waiting!”
The newcomer was none other than Nagi, who had just jogged over from the special class area.
Her plump and upright bosom, even under the heavy layers of the school uniform, swayed up and down like soft pudding as she hurried down the stairs, making Kanon’s eyes involuntarily widen.
“Does this girl not realize the impact she’s displaying right in front of her!?”
Kanon couldn’t help but mentally complain.
“Ah, no, I just arrived as well…” Although Kanon wanted to remind Nagi, for some reason, what came out was worded like a statement from a couple on a date.
— I actually slept in the same bed as such a beautiful girl last night!?
Bright sunlight streamed in through the open window from the steps.
Nagi, with her back to the window, radiated a dazzling glow at that moment, the white light outlining her curvy figure, her beautiful and cute face displaying a smile that rivaled the sun, making her look like an angel descended from the heavens.
It made Kanon internally criticize himself for the previous night and this morning.
— Clearly, I spent the night with such an outstanding and innocent beauty, yet I did nothing?!
— Am I really still a man…? No, no, why am I suddenly concerned about this!?
As if being stimulated by some form of temptation, Kanon’s heart, which had gradually calmed down after four releases last night, began to wander uncontrollably again at this moment.
She was merely walking down the stairs, but he regretted that he hadn’t made a move yesterday.
Every sign made Kanon feel like an incorrigible pervert at this moment.
It felt just like a lustful monkey, unable to restrain itself and wanting to reproduce with the arrival of spring—
But Kanon thought this couldn’t be blamed entirely on him.
His childhood friend’s every move radiated an unimaginable allure.
— That’s right, it’s all because Nagi is so captivating… what a surprise!
— No, I can’t let my thoughts deviate like this…
“Kanon, Kanon-kun? What’s wrong?”
“No, please don’t mind me, I just suddenly felt like doing some meditation.”
“Meditation by wildly banging your forehead against the pillar!?”
“It’s nothing, some more intense practice methods have become popular recently.”
“Rather than saying it’s popular, it’s more accurate to say that your forehead is bleeding—!?”
“Ah, Nagi, there’s no need to overreact, this blood… is just what leaked from certain parts of my body.”
“Does Kanon-kun occasionally face situations of excessive bleeding!?”
Amidst Nagi’s series of complaints,
Kanon felt himself gradually returning to calm.
However, the factor bringing him back to normal was the chilling voice that cut through his spine from behind.
“Tsukimi-kun, what are you doing?”
At the sound, Kanon stood up straight and turned around abruptly.
“Little-Mako, why are you here?”
“Mana-chan! Why is Mana-chan here?”
Kanon and Nagi reacted completely differently to the sudden appearance of Mana.
Perhaps because this morning’s lecture from Mana had already drilled deep into his brain, now, Kanon felt a chill run down his spine, extinguishing all desires whenever Mana’s voice reached his ears, especially when he was up to no good with Nagi.
In a certain sense, Mana had helped Kanon avoid social bomb out in public.
“Because I have nothing to do today, I planned to return to the dorm with Nagi and Tsukimi-kun.” Mana didn’t comment on Kanon’s strange behavior, instead, she straightforwardly explained.
Upon hearing this, Kanon immediately understood that she was worried about Nagi and him.
— After what happened yesterday, it’s likely that Little-Mako regrets not being able to protect Nagi on the spot, right?
Knowing that Mana had once regretted not being able to protect Nagi, Kanon understood that she had been working hard for the past two and a half years to become stronger.
Her current actions were definitely to protect Nagi, ensuring she wouldn’t be harmed again.
Otherwise, as a member of the student council, ranking second at Ark Academy, she would surely be required to join the patrol work at the artificial academy island due to her student council responsibilities.
Her presence here probably resulted from some difficult negotiations with the student council or school authorities.
Beneath this girl’s icy exterior was a heart that remained warm at all times.
“Tsukimi-kun, is there something funny about my face?”
Mana’s voice brought Kanon back to reality.
“Ah, no, I was just…”
Kanon awkwardly scratched the back of his head and shifted his gaze, only to meet Nagi’s eyes beside him.
To his surprise,
from Nagi’s expression, he seemed to vaguely detect a slightly “displeased” emotion similar to Mana’s.
— Is… is Nagi feeling jealous!?
At the moment Kanon realized this,
thump, thump.
His heart raced like thunder, pounding swiftly.
These subtle details filled Kanon with a feeling of joy.
And because of this, he failed to notice the corners of Nagi’s cherry lips subtly curving upwards.
Once the three gathered together,
time seemed to roll back to the past, back to when the three, as childhood friends, spent time together, commuting to and from school.
“Well then, let’s go.”
In the past it was always Nagi who led the way.
But now it was Mana who took the initiative to speak, with Nagi obediently nodding behind.
It seemed that the roles of the two had switched in this moment.
— Only I remain unchanged.
Realizing this, Kanon couldn’t help but lower his head.
