v01_c31_Grooming_Time

GJ- Bu

Volume 01

Chapter 31

Grooming Time

In the clubroom as always.

Megumi was brushing Mao’s hair with a comb.

Her hands moved downwards along that long hair that covered her small back. Despite the monotony of it, she carefully repeated the movement over and over again.

While sitting sideways on the chair, Mao had her extended back turned to Megumi. She was so docile then that it looked as if she was another girl.

This was not an uncommon scene in the GJ club’s room.

You could see it every day.

“Mao’s hair tangles up so easily, after all.”

The fact that Kyouya had been looking intently at them was probably what prompted Megumi to say that.

Kyouya nodded in understanding.

Girls sure had it rough. Then again, he’d never been a girl, so he couldn’t really know what it was like, only imagine.

The brush moved up and down.

It brushed the bright chestnut hair.

Only Mao and Megumi were at the clubroom with him at the moment.

Having finished the novel he’d brought along with him, and having nothing else to do, Kyouya intently watched the brushing before him.

“Hm, Hmm...”

Mao sounded like she was clearing her throat. She fidgeted repeatedly on the chair. For some reason, she wouldn’t settle down.

He kept watching them intently, and then-

“Want to do it?”

Megumi said something unexpected.

“Eh?”

“Well, Shinomiya-kun, you look like you want to do it.”

“No, not at all, I didn’t mean to...”

“Want to do it?”

Cutting through his excuses that he was just lazing around cause he had nothing to do, Megumi extended the brush to him.

Megumi was a scary girl.

Kyouya thought that from the bottom of his heart. Saying something so blunt with that bright angelic smile, that was the kind of girl Megumi was.

Mao extended her back and sat quietly on the chair.

That back wasn’t really telling him no.

If it was a no, Mao was the kind of person who would say it clearly, he thought.

It should be fine then.

She wouldn’t bite.

That’s how he interpreted Mao’s attitude of turning her back to him and not saying a word.

Kyouya dragged a chair and placed it right behind Mao.

“Here you go.”

He took the brush from Megumi.

Honestly, he was interested in this.

As a matter of fact, he was extremely interested. He’d been curious about Mao’s long hair for a long time.

As his heart accelerated a bit, he slid the brush through that fluffy hair.

“If the brush get’s stuck, go back and start again. Don’t try to force it. If you do, you’ll pull out her hair and make split ends.”

Megumi stood besides him constantly guiding him.

Mao’s hair was very stubborn. It was fine, but it was also voluminous.

He couldn’t do it quite as smoothly as Megumi.

“If it’s too tangled up, it might be better to brush it with your hands first.”

He could touch it with his hands. That awareness surprised him.

He started untangling the worst spots, and then somehow a twig came out.

Just where have you been playing around, president?

Kyouya used the brush, silently.

Mao let her hair in his care, silently as well.

Megumi left their side and started to make tea.

Mao fidgeted in her chair, always changing her posture, but she didn’t say a word. Or course, she didn’t bite either.

Kyouya kept working on Mao’s hair until the tea was done.

By the time they were almost done, Mao’s back, which had been constantly extended the whole time, was already giving away. She had left her hair and her back at the cares of Kyouya.

“The tea is ready!”

Megumi called with a bright smile.

Regrettably, that was the announcement that brushing time was over.