How To Ruin A Love Comedy

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I ended up becoming a manager along with Chinami, and moved to the equipment room as she clapped happily like a seal.

“Matsuda hubae-nim, I look forward to working with you!”

(TL Note: Hubae is junior in Korean I just realized I could have translated sunbae and hubae stuff as senior and junior. Too late now though lol.)

How am I supposed to match Chinami?

It’s a bit hard to follow because she’s so high energy.

Let’s just watch her for now.

“I look forward to working with you too, Nanase Sunbae… nim.”

“Okay! Let’s start with how to clean protective equipment!” (TL Note: I was genuinely stuck on this word for so long lol)

“So, what are the names of each parts we use in ~ Kendo?”

A pop quiz?

How cute.

I did do some research on it, so I know the answers.

But Chinami looks like she really wants to teach me so…

Let’s ‘forget’ one of them.

“Bogu, Kote, Do.” (TL Note: I don’t know Kendo stuff so it might be completely wrong, but it’s what I got back after some light research.)

“Whoa…? You did well, but you missed one. I’ll give you a hint. It’s the first one you put on of all the protective equipment.”

“I’m sorry, but I really don’t know.”

“Hm! If you don’t know, I will have to teach you!”

I don’t know if she liked the fact that I didn’t know the answer, but Chinami pulled out… A protective gear for the waist and private parts.

Then she showed the equipment to me and explained.

“This is called a Kare, and it protects your waist and the area below it.”

Even though it should be quite heavy, she’s not showing it her expression in the slightest.

Must mean that she’s quite strong. I guess that means she’ll be very tight as well.

“Must be an important piece of equipment then?”

“Of course! Very important! It’s especially important for newcomers. Imagine that you are awkwardly sparring and then you hit someone in a vital spot… It’d hurt quite a bit right?”

That’s scary as hell.

Chinami put the Kare back and continued speaking as she folded her fingers one by one.

“Bogu, Kote, Do, and Kare… These four are the protective gear used in Kendo.”

“I understand. I’ll memorize it.”

“That’s a good mindset, Matsuda hubae-nim. Cleaning these equipments daily and cleanly, are one of our jobs.”

“Every day?”

“Of course. If you do Kendo and put off cleaning for just a little bit, the equipment get really smelly. If you wear bogu and you smell something foul it’d be really… annoying wouldn’t it? Hehe.”

Chinami laughed happily.

No way she has a smell fetish or something right?

“….Yeah it would.”

“Even though the academy provides it to us for free, we should consider it our own equipment and take good care of it so that the people who get to use it next can feel the same way.”

I understand now. Your level… No… Personality.

I’ll create a thorough curriculum to train you.

“I get it now.”

“That’s good. Now, I’ll begin teaching you how to clean the equipment. First, lightly dab this in alcohol…”

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“Ah… So Matsuda-kun is starting off as a manager?”

In the car back home, Miyuki spoke after hearing my explanation.

“Yeah that’s what I said.”

“What are you gonna do? I heard being a sports manager is really hard…”

“I had a blast cleaning equipment all day today.”

“That’s why you should have been better before…”

“Get out. You can walk home.”

“I don’t wanna. My legs hurt.”

Miyuki who replied coldly, asked Tetsuya a question.

“What about you Tetsuya-kun? What did you learn today?”

“Etiquette and bamboo sword hold posture.”

“Etiquette? You mean like the kendo greeting right?”

“Yeah. We learned how to sit and stuff.”

“In martial arts greetings, don’t they put an emphasis on discipline?”

“Not as much discipline… More of just a shout full of spirit.”

“Show me later. I somehow feel like it’ll be cool.”

The corners of Tetsuya’s mouth went up a little.

Looks like he’s happy that he was called cool.

There’s no way that bastard thinks about Miyuki’s affectionate voice and… Gets erect or anything like that right?

Looking at his agape face, I think he might lean a little bit in that direction…

“I will.”

“Matsuda-kun is the problem. He needs to become kinder… I’m worried that you’ll cause problems for that sunbae-nim.”

“I was also thinking the same thing.”

Now we’ve gotten to the point where you’ve forgotten your place and started making fun of me.

Attaboy, Tetsuya.

If you want to see a video tape named [Miyuki’s conception records], keep it up.

I went to Tetsuya’s house, so that he would have to leave the car first.

“Thanks, Matsuda.”

“Get lost already.”

“See you tomorrow Miyuki. Make sure to call me later.”

Now he doesn’t even flinch at my provocations and just says his piece.

I stepped on the gas ignoring the bastard as he waved his hand, and parked my car when I got to Miyuki’s house.

After that, I looked at her as she attempted to get out of the car.

“Miyuki.”

“Yeah..?”

“You got into the student council right?”

“Oh… Yeah. I did. I’m starting off in general affairs for now.”

“Congratulations.”

Miyuki stiffened when I suddenly switched to a serious attitude.

“Th-Thanks…”

Whenever I make the atmosphere lovey-dovey, she always get embarrassed.

And then if we go on a date she turns back to normal, just to get back to being embarrassed in the end.

I looked at her and smirked, while opening the glove compartment, revealing a box inside.

An arched mini cake box with handle on top.

When I gave it to her, she slowly blinked twice.

“What is this…”

“A celebratory gift for making it into the student council. Open it.”

At those words, Miyuki immediately opened the box.

She opened the wrapping carefully, and expressed her astonishment as soon as she saw the contents.

“Whoa…”

The gift I got Miyuki was a cake.

Every layer had strawberries, and had a large flower made of cream on top, with a large strawberry on top of it as decoration.

Miyuki would have never expected me to buy something like this.

Even if it’s a small gift, it would feel like a huge gift to her right now.

I’m a little let down that I couldn’t bake it with my own hands… But I can do that next time.

I spoke to Miyuki who couldn’t take her eyes off the cake.

“Anyways, general affairs… You’re gonna be doing the leftover jobs like me huh?”

“…. What? Yeah? What did you say?”

Miyuki was so deep in admiration of the cake she didn’t even hear what I said.

Failing my attempt at making a joke, I just shook my head and laughed.

“It’s nothing. I was just telling you to enjoy it.”

“I-I didn’t prepare anything…”

“I don’t want anything in the first place. Just go home already.”

“Right now…?”

Even though I did a good job with giving you the gift, the mood afterwards has been ruined right?

I’m always like that. You already know that.

“Make sure to eat it all by yourself okay? Don’t get robbed by your sister.”

“I-I’m not gonna get robbed alright?”

“Go home.”

“Alright… Then… I’ll get going Matsuda-kun.”

I responded by nodding, and looked at Miyuki as she slowly made her way out the car.

She glanced back as she walked home.

She held the cake box with both hands as if it was something precious.

Vroooom….

I started my car and looked at Miyuki through the side mirror as she got further and further away.

Seeing as she was crouched down in front of the door, I think she dropped her key.

What a klutz.

Around September, the preparations for the cultural festival will start. I just need to complete one more event before then.

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(TL Note: Sorry I was gone for so long, I’ll just release this half for now. I’ll try to get the second part out asap. This chapter has been really hard to translate for 0 reason, and I kept rage quitting lol.)