Haru the legendary pervert

At Shirayuki High, there exists a legend.
No, not of a hero. Not of a genius. Not of a delinquent.
But of a pervert.
His name? Haru Kazuma.
A boy who, through unbelievable misfortune and questionable decision-making, always
ends up in the most compromising situations. Whether it’s falling face-first into the girls’ locker
room, getting caught “accidentally” peeking through windows, or stumbling into someone’s chest
at the worst possible moment—if there’s a perverted misunderstanding to be had, Haru will be
at the center of it.
And because of this, Haru has become the school’s most slap-worthy, shoe-thrown-at, and
face-smacked individual.
“KYAAAA!! HARU, YOU PERVERT!!” SMACK!
“GET A NEW HOBBY!!” WHAM!“DIE!!” THWACK!Yet, despite the daily beatdowns, Haru remains undeterred. He calls himself a “man ofculture,” claiming he only appreciates the beauty of the female form and that he is, in fact,misunderstood.However, there is one girl who sees Haru differently.Mizuki Ayane.She is the only one who, instead of joining in on the punishment, finds herself secretly
defending him at every turn. Not because she believes he’s innocent—oh no, she knowsexactly how much of a pervert he is.But she also knows something the others don’t.“He’s not just a pervert… he’s MY pervert.”A Typical Morning in the Life of Haru“GYAAAH!! I WASN’T LOOKING!!” Haru screamed as he was pelted with books, paper fans,and the occasional schoolbag.“DON’T LIE!! YOU WERE STARING AT OUR SKIRTS FROM THE WINDOW!!” a girl shouted.“I WAS ADMIRING THE WEATHER!!” Haru countered, despite the fact that it was a cloudy dayand the window was—conveniently—right next to the changing room.Just as the punishment was about to escalate into a flying karate kick, a familiar voice rangout.“WAIT! STOP!!”The girls turned to see Mizuki, who stood with her hands raised.“H-Have you all considered that… um…” She hesitated. “M-Maybe he was looking for hiscontact lens!?”The entire hallway went silent.One of the girls deadpanned. “Mizuki. He doesn’t wear glasses.”“W-Well, maybe he wears contacts and you never noticed?” Mizuki tried weakly.Haru blinked. Wait… why is she helping me?
“Mizuki, he was literally standing there with binoculars!” another girl pointed out, waving said
binoculars as evidence.
“…M-Maybe he was just… birdwatching?” Mizuki offered, sweating.
Silence.
“…There are no birds outside,” someone muttered.
Mizuki forced an awkward smile. “W-Well… you never know!”
The girls all exchanged suspicious looks before turning their wrath back to Haru. “WHATEVER,
HE’S STILL A PERVERT!!”
WHAM! A book nailed Haru in the face, sending him crashing to the ground.
As the mob dispersed, Mizuki knelt beside the dazed Haru, biting her lip.
She winced seeing his bruised face but couldn’t show her concern openly. Instead, she poked
his cheek with a finger.
“Y-You really make this hard for me, you know…” she muttered.
Haru groaned, “I don’t even know what I did this time…”
Mizuki sighed, but then, she suddenly blushed.
I should probably scold him… But if he ever actually stopped being a pervert… would I still have
an excuse to be near him?
She quickly shook her head. “Ugh, what am I thinking?!”
Haru blinked up at her. “Thinking what?”
Mizuki panicked. “NOTHING! NOTHING AT ALL!”
As Haru lay there confused, Mizuki looked away, hiding her bright red face.
This was going to be a long year.
End of Chapter