v01_c07_Shake!

GJ-Bu

Volume 01

Chapter 07

Shake!

"Shake!"

The president suddenly said. Kyouya, who had been reading a light novel at the round table as always, raised his glance to her.

"Why?"

She was probably bored, he thought, but he might as well ask.

"Shake!"

Was all the president would say. She anxiously extended her hand out with the palm facing up.

Kyouya looked back and forth between her hand and her face, which showed great anticipation.

"Okay."

Not feeling like opposing her, on the contrary, feeling he should go along with her, Kyouya gently placed his hand on top of hers.

"Alright."

The president smiled with satisfaction. With her other hand she patted Kyouya's head.

"Good boy, good boy."

Getting his head patted felt somewhat pleasant and somewhat embarrassing.

"Can we stop now?"

Unable to bear the embarrassment, Kyouya motioned to go back to his novel.

However, the president didn't allow that.

"Sit!"

"You know, president..."

"Sit!"

"That's what I'm trying to say..."

"Sit!"

No matter what he said, it was uselless.

Kyouya had completely given up. On top of a chair, he gracefully assumed a "sit" pose.

"Alright! Good boy, good boy."

The president stood up from her chair and came to his side to pat him. Kyouya silently let himself be patted.

"Have a reward."

The presidents hand moved.

From the top of the table she took a cookie and threw it down on the floor.

She directed at Kyouya a face that seemed to be anxiously expecting something.

"Reward!"

She repeated.

"Alright!"

She said, ponting to the cookie at the floor.

This "alright" could only mean one thing. First it was "shake", then "sit", so now it would be "wait for it" and then "alright".

In other words, she meant "Alright! You can eat."

Should he pick it up and eat it? Or did he have to eat it without using his hands?

Sinking into these desperate thoughts, Kyouya looked up at the president.

After succesfully having Kyouya perfom two orders, her face showed an unbelivable amount of expectation. Her eyes were sparkling.

Looking to the corner of the room, Kyouya seeked help from Shion, who was playing a game of chess by herself.

Shion raised a finger. "No chance. You should have refused her from the start." Her face said as she swung it left and right like a metronome.

It was no use.

He shifted his eyes to Kirara. The girl stopped eating her meat and looked his way.

Pulling her legs up on the sofa she assumed a "sit" pose too.

She looked with greed to the cookie on the floor.

She wanted the reward, right? That was it, right?

"Alright! Reward! Alright!"

The president vividly swung her hand, indicating the cookie on the floor.

In order to protect that smile, Kyouya had decided that he would let go of a lot of things that were important to him as a person.

"That's wrong, Mao!"

Suddenly, a delightful voice came.

Rushing from the other end of the room, Megumi gave her sister's head a hit from the top.

His saviour had appeared.

Megumi was indeed an angel after all.

She had rushed all the way over from the other side of the room to save Kyouya.

"You shouldn't play around with food like that. The Ghost of Waste will come to haunt you at night. He'll bite you down, starting from the head. I'm telling you, he exists. I've seen it with my own eyes."

That's what was wrong?