The Pain of an Inferior: A Blistering Love Comedy That Begins After a Broken Heart - Chapter 167
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Chapter 167 – Head Crush ? Body Slam ? Haymaker ? (Heartsteel 500 Million Stacks)
[Ehm?, Hello~!! To everyone who came to the A10 School Cultural Festival! Are you having fun~!]
“””””OOOOHHHHHH!!!!!”””””
Miyako stood on the stage of the spacious gymnasium as the emcee.
The A10’s special uniform system was well renowned. It was a sight to behold to see a first year student wearing one.
The gymnasium, which had enough space to spare even if several groups would occupy it together, was now totally packed to the point there’s no free space available.
Students from other schools, the general public, and the A10 students themselves gathered in the venue and paid close attention to Miyako on the stage with bated breaths and dazzled eyes.
The wireless functionality of the attendees’ devices were restricted due to the rules of the school festival. Because of this, the audience had to hold the devices in their hands to take pictures.
Currently, most of the audience were male, but some women could be seen in the midst as well.
“””Miyako~!!”””
Men and women alike chanted Miyako’s name just for the sake of it.
Miyako was about to say something, but she got interrupted by the cheers, so she opted to just waving her hands and smiled.
Once again, the audience cheered, bordering on yelling.
The vibrations that was produced could be mistaken for an earthquake to some extent.
(If it can get this lively without me doing anything, doing things casually should be okay.)
Depending on the audience’s enthusiasm, adjustments were needed be made in terms of hosting as an emcee. However, with their tension already at a high value, making some light jokes and such was enough to generate excitement.
Miyako was relieved that she was able to perform without exerting much effort.
Her throat was still sore from her intense affair with Haruka the day before, her whole body was already exhausted even though it was not yet noon. She had no energy to spare for such a pointless event.
Still, Miyako was in a very good mood because Haruka had given her a lot of affection.
Miyako was contemplating of announcing her engagement with Haruka right there. However, just looking around, she could spot a number of individuals with a dangerous atmosphere.
It’s not good to judge a person by their looks. However, Miyako’s intuition, which had helped her avoid the ulterior motives of the adults around her, deemed that these individuals were dangerous.
It was quite troubling that there were no more security androids due to them getting recalled since the terrorist attack.
There were members from the public morals committee and security guards present, but they didn’t inspire confidence.
Miyako would’ve felt at ease if Haruka was close by. Unfortunately, he has a theater performance to attend to, so he’s currently not present.
Still, humans were rational creatures. Miyako was certain that no one would dare to pull a stunt in a place with so many people gathered.
“Hah, Hah, Hah, Haaaa…!”
The venue stirred with commotion.
Unexpectedly, someone who wasn’t scheduled to speak had suddenly climbed the stage. It was clear to everyone present that the person was an outsider, just a regular attendee.
Standing on the same stage as Miyako was a 35 year old man wearing glasses, a white shirt, saggy pants who gave off an unhygienic disposition.
“M-Miyako-chan… I wanted to see you…!”
The man stuttered, calling out Miyako’s name as he slowly approached.
Miyako glared at the man with a sharp glint in her eyes, gauging his intentions.
Shouts and screams erupted from the audience.
The man breathed heavily as he ran towards Miyako.
“Intercept!”
Six autonomous turrets with a diameter of twenty centimeters sprang out from behind Miyako, each of them emitting laser beams.
The beams that struck the man induced muscle paralysis, causing severe pain.
The man was unable to endure and quickly collapsed.
Miyako then mercilessly kicked the crumpled man and slid him off the stage.
A video of Miyako countering the man and blowing him off-screen with a brilliant kick was later viewed 50 million times.
Although there only a few, some envied the ruffian who had been kicked directly by Miyako.
“Aa, Gaa… Miyago-ja.. Guhaaa…”
Meeting with Miyako up-close and getting kicked by her, the man wore a blissful expression despite convulsing in intense pain.
Miyako momentarily slipped off her idol facade and looked down at the man with disdainful eyes. Even such eyes was converted by the man into pleasure. It was already too late for him, he was beyond help.
[What do you think, everyone! Wasn’t I cool just now~?!]
“”””OOOOOHHHHHH!””””
“”Miyako-chaaaa~n!!””
Miyako regained her compsure as she attempts to fix the mood in the crowd. The gymnasium was once again filled with excitement.
Not only cheers but also applause erupted, creating an incredible atmosphere even though the opening had yet to start.
“Ah, Ah, Ah… No wei… U’re Rying….”
The ruffian, who had been hastily subdued by a disciplinary committee member, withdrew the blissful expression he had moments ago and was now wearing an anxious expression.
“MIYAKO-CHAAGHHHH!!”
Miyako reflexively closed one of her eyes and covered one her ears as the man let out a shrill scream.
The man struggled and fought back, but he was restrained by a total of four disciplinary committee members and a security guard, and was taken away.
Everyone took their eyes off Miyako and directed their gazes at the man.
Miyako then realized the reason why the man had suddenly freaked out.
(Ah, Oh no.. you let out too much, Haru-kun…?)
Miyako turned her back and quickly wiped the dripping liquid with the back of her hand as she pretended to communicate with the staff.
At the request of the staff, Miyako was wearing her skirt a little shorter than usual.
Miyako wore a misepan so that the contents of her skirt could be seen without any problem.
She thought that she was safe because she was wearing a sanitary napkin and normal underwear on top of the misepan, but the essence that was poured inside her by Haruka managed to penetrate through all of them.
The man seemed to have lost his mind upon seeing that there two white droplets dripping down Miyako’s thighs.
There could be other people who witnessed it, and it’s possible that it was caught on video. She had no choice but to brace herself for whatever happens.
[Ehm?, we had a little of trouble this morning. But let’s set that aside, everyone!
Today is the start of the A10 School Cultural Festival, please enjoy it to the fullest!]
The audience cheered and applauded loudly.
[As the emcee, I, Uta Miyako, will also be participating in a live performance at around 5PM, so please look forward to that as well!]
Spreading her charm to everyone as she waved both of her arms, Miyako briefly stepped down from the stage.
As if replacing Miyako, a sixth year senior student climbed up and took the stage.
While she couldn’t match Miyako’s extraordinary radiance, she was a tall, beautiful woman with enough allure to captivate people.
[Ehm? our school’s idol, Miyako-chan, had momentarily stepped backstage. The two of us are co-emcees, so everyone will have the opportunity to see her again. Please rest assured.]
Some of the audience, who had came for Miyako, were captivated by the senior’s voice and admired her beauty.
[Following this, a performance by the Sakura Division, consisting of fifty members, will take place. Please give them a warm welcome of applause.]
Men and women holding musical instruments, along with others clapping their hands rhythmically, started appearing one by one from the side of the stage and took their positions.
The audience clapped their hands in tandem, maintaining the enthusiasm that was generated by Miyako.
The performance of the Sakura Division had begun.
And thus, the A10 School Cultural Festival had officially started.
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“Good work, Miyako~”
Himari welcomed Miyako in the backstage as she switched with the sixth-year student emcee.
“It sure was nerve-wracking.”
“Hey, just take it easy for today. There were a lot of sketchy people looking at you with intense stares.”
Miyako was flustered about Haruka’s essence dripping down her thighs. But Himari didn’t know that, and thought she was distressed because she was suddenly attacked by a man.
“You look more seductive than usual with your skirt being shorter like that.”
Himari picked up the edge of Miyako’s skirts and lifted it up, as if joking about it.
Since there were many staff personnel around Miyako and Himari, the former gave the latter a light chop on the head to make her stop.
As Himari drew closer to Miyako, she raised her eyebrows at the scent that wafted through her nostrils.
“……Why do I smell that guy on you, Miyako?”
“That guy…?”
“Obi… Haruka…”
“…….”
Himari muttered the name in a daze.
Before she knew it, a chilling and emotionless expression replaced the smile on Miyako’s face.
“Ah… sorry… maybe.. I’m mistaken…”
Himari, who thought that she might have made Miyako uncomfortable due to her mistake and hurriedly apologized to her.
Miyako smiled ominously as she closed the distance between them a bit.
“…. So you know of it… Haru-kun’s smell.”
Himari gasped in surprise as she heard that.
She didn’t know why she had recognized the smell of Haruka.
It was the same for Shinku.
Himari had never smelled Haruka’s scent from up-close, but somehow she’s able to determine without any doubt that it was his scent.
“Eh….? Miyako… You’re kidding, right?”
“About what?”
Miyako took a step closer to Himari.
Himari got overwhelmed and took a step back.
The two repeated their actions until Himari’s back was against a wall.
Himari could no longer step backwards.
She was clearly afraid of Miyako.
Not only Miyako, the fact that all her friends around her had become Haruka’s possessions terrified her.
“You’ll keep quiet about this, won’t you?”
Miyako drew the back of her hand, the one that she wiped with Haruka’s essence, close to Himari’s face.
Himari had never imagined that Miyako’s hand was covered with such essence, so she breathed as normal without any alarm.
“Nghu!?”
The intense smell of Haruka from the back of Miyako’s hand was taken into Himari’s body through her nostrils.
The scent was quickly converted into electrical signals and ran through her nerves.
Himari’s body jolted at the moment she recognized the digitized scent in her brain.
“Well then, I have something to do.”
Miyako left the place without noticing Himari’s predicament.
Himari was left stunned for a while.
The sensation coursing through her spine as she caught a whiff of Haruka’s scent was so intense that she almost let out a sound. She couldn’t believe it.