"You looked forward to yesterday."
"Boo!!!"
Lovely didn't even greet me properly. That was her opening line.
"What—what are you talking about!?"
"I saw Viola being brought into Rice's dorm room."
I cursed my carelessness.
"And you came out of her room in the morning. I saw that too."
"Rice's idiot!!!"
I'd been dragged into her room and spent the night unable to resist. The least I deserved was a little discretion.
"And how far did it go?"
"Umapyoi?"
"Umadacchi?"
"Sukidacchi?"
My classmates swarmed me, throwing slang I barely understood. What were they even asking?
"Chu… Chu did…"
"…"
"…"
"…"
"What, what…"
"Dissolution! Dissolution!"
"I just couldn't handle the purity of the younger girl…"
"Viola-chan is cute."
They patted my head like I was a lost kitten. I didn't know much about these things. I had skipped sex due to grade acceleration, and all I had were vague memories of stamens and pistils from my past life.
"Have you all experienced that?"
"Goo-hoo."
"Ugh."
"Rice, no more…"
Lovely and the others sank into their chairs, defeated.
Even when we talked about favorite chocolates, none of them had a real romantic target. Just dreamy predictions.
"I'm sure you'll sign a good looking trainer…"
"The…"
They drifted off into delusions, and I quietly slipped away.
Wandering the hallway, I ran into Nishino Flower.
"Oh, Viola. Hello."
"Hello, Nishino."
Something about her felt… different.
"Looks like things went well with Rice."
"Are there rumors in your class too?"
"That's true. But Rice's scent is sticky—and Viola's-"
"Smell!?"
I hadn't noticed anything. But Uma Musume have sharp noses. Maybe she could sense something I couldn't.
Wait… Nishino too?
"Nishino-san seems to be getting along well with Mihono-san."
"Ehehe…"
So that's what the scent was.
It's nice to see people getting along.
Though I did feel a little sorry for Sei-chan.
To avoid any more drama, we quietly killed time until class began.