Chapter Four

The class ended.

Misaki and Kiriga are unfortunately on cleaning duty today.

Misaki was going to skip the cleaning duty as she always does but was caught on by their homeroom teacher to help Kiriga clean the room.

"Since you always skip when it's your turn, just think of it as a cute form of punishment okay?" Their homeroom teacher coquettishly asked.

(Had I known this would happen, I would've skipped the class tsk.) A small frown form on Misaki's beautiful face.

While Misaki deem it as unlucky, Kiriga on the other hand felt this as an opportunity to get close to Misaki.

While Misaki is busy wiping the windows, Kiriga is mopping the floor while thinking of how to open a conversation with Misaki.

And as he is deeply thinking, he didn't notice that he put too much water on the floor and now it's in a mess.

"riga..."

(What should I talk about? Should I ask her what she's doing back on top of a tree branch?)

"riga!"

(But I'm sure she'll just tell me to mind my business then, so what should I say first?)

Kiriga stopped mopping for a moment and leaned on the handle of the mop as he thought deeply.

"EARTH TO KIRIGA!!!"

Kiriga was startled at the sudden call of his name that he hurriedly mopped the floor and slipped from the water that he absent mindedly  put on the floor.

Just as he thought he'd fall to the floor for his careless and clumsy action, a soft hand quickly grasps his wrist and pulled him over before he fall.

THUD!

"Ouch!"

Kiriga didn't feel a cold and hard floor bumping on his face but a rather soft and warm feeling that he couldn't help but cuddle his face into that warmth.

"Are you done harassing me?" A cold and blunt tone brought a shiver down Kiriga's spine as he heard Misaki's voice. The soft bumpy and warm feeling he felt as Misaki's breast?! And his face is placed perfectly on them!

Kiriga panicked and stood up, his face flushed red from embarrassment up to his ears down to his neck.

"I-I'M SO SORRY! I SWEAR I DIDN'T MEAN IT!"

Kiriga was too distracted by the earlier event that he didn't noticed how Misaki's cheeks flushed into mild pink.

Misaki stood up and fixed her hair, brushing it to the back of her ear.

"Whatever."

Misaki took the cloth she used to wipe the windows to wash at the washroom.

"Hurry and fix your mess." A slight tremor could be heard from her voice if listened carefully because of her embarrassment. However, Kiriga is way too distracted and guilty to notice them.

Kiriga dropped the mop from his hands as soon as he could no longer see Misaki's shadow and grip his hair up and down harshly to vent his emotions.

(ARG!!!! It's over! I messed up for real this time!)

After hours spent on kicking and smacking himself to repent, he snapped back to reality before the sun sets to finish mopping the floor.

And it seems that Misaki didn't return after going out to wash the towel. Kiriga wondered if she already went home and if he's the cause of it.

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