Chapter 7:

Chapter 7: An Unexpected Assignment

She’s From Paris, I’m From the Bottom of the Class — Why Is She Talking to Me?


After I helped Shino move the box yesterday, I continued to help the student council. Now in the student council room, me, Emi, and Shino are having a meeting for today.

"Alright Kampfler, for today we have a special task for you."

Sheesh, how many times is Kisaragi-Senpai going to call me soldier in German?

"Uh sure, Shikikan (Commander), what's today's special task?"

"Behold my kampfler! Let me bestow upon you the most important task yet."

"Just tell me, please."

"Okay, since you're so impatient, let me tell you."

I lean forward to hear better.

"Emilia-san will go shopping with my kampfler here."

"Wait, really? That's the special task? Just go shopping with Emi?"

"Huh? Why are you protesting, Mamoru? Don't you want to have more alone time with me?" Emi touches my shoulder as she speaks.

"Yeah."

"Hmm, you answered more convincingly. Looks like you aren't at the bottom of the class anymore, huh?"

Shino coughs.

"Eh, uhh, sorry Shino-san."

"Okay, so go forth my Kampfler! Have a good time with your loved one before the storm comes."

"Eh, okay Kisaragi-Senpai."

"Well Mamoru, shall we go now?"

"Yeah Emi, let's go."

Then we leave the student council room, but before I close the door:

"Oh, see you Shino-san."

I then close the door.

"So Mamoru, where should we go?"

"The shopping district near our school will do."

"Oh, I thought you were going to answer with—" Emi coughs, probably preparing to make an impression of my voice. "Uhh, I don't know Emi, I'm so useless because I'm at the bottom of the class."

"Eh, I don't think I view myself as really that low, Emi."

"Well, I'm glad then. You know, French girls love guys that have extra confidence."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, so be more confident around me, okay?"

Emi smiles with her flirty gaze.

"Okay, I will be more confident."

"Hehe, good."

Then we leave the school grounds to go to the shopping district.

On the way there, Emi obviously decides to talk to me.

"So do you want to run there, Mamoru?"

"Eh, no thanks. I'm just going to walk."

"Sheesh, what happened to all of that confidence?" Emi replies snarkily.

"Eh, fine sure, let's race there."

"Really? Then on my count: Trois, Deux, Un—"

But I run first before Emi finishes counting in French.

"Wait, hey! You cheated, Mamoru!"

Emi quickly runs to follow me.

"Hehe, well it's called karma, Emi. Just like when you suddenly ran during our 'study date.'"

Emilia pouts. "Eh, well I guess I have to show that French girls are more than just a pretty face."

Then Emi charges at me. The way that she runs reminds me of a certain horse girl style—I think it's called end closer? No, it resembles more of a late closer.

"See you, Cabron!"

"Wait, that isn't French!" I continue to pursue her.

"Hehe, well French girls are multilingual."

We continue to run to the shopping district, but before we reach it, I manage to catch up to Emi.

"Hehe, looks like Emi got rushed, leaving number 2 Mamoru to take the lead in the end."

"Hehe, I win!"

Then Emi, exhausted—I can see her platinum blonde hair is sweaty. Damn, it's kinda attractive when girls sweat.

But wait, does that mean I have some sort of fetish? Oh no, I better think of what else to look at.

I then look at her wet blouse, almost showing her br—

"Hey Mamoru, are you checking me out, or are you going to faint because you caught a glimpse of my body?" Emi replies with her usual teasing.

"Eh, no! I was looking at the, uhh, vending machine over there to check if it's working."

"Hmm, are you sure?" Emi gets closer to me.

As she gets closer, I can smell her sweat, and I can see the outline of her bra—it was white.

"Just kidding! I know you aren't that kind of pervert, Mamoru."

"Huh? Oh, eh, yeah."

Emi starts to look at me suspiciously. She probably thinks I actually looked at her body.

"Oh, are you thirsty, Emi? Let me treat you to a drink. What do you want?"

"Hmm, really? Then I want the premium coffee and strawberry juice. Take it as a price for at least respectfully looking at me," she whispers to me.

"Eh, of course." Internally, I can feel my wallet getting thinner.

I then order the drinks that Emi wants. When I give them to her, instead of taking both, she takes the strawberry juice.

"The premium coffee is for you, because I cannot let my admirer get thirstier, if you get what I'm saying."

"Eh, hehe, thank you I guess." My wallet gives a slight breath of relief.

"Let's take a seat there." I point to the bench near the entrance of the shopping district.

"Sure, but no looking at me again, okay?" She plays with her hair and looks at me with a flirty glare.

"Eh, of course I won't."

Then we both take a seat at the bench.

"So what do we need to get for the student council, Mamoru?"

"Oh yeah, I haven't checked the note. Let me see."

I then read the note, and I cannot believe what it says. It looks like I have been fooled.

Then Emi looks at me curiously.

"Huh? What's wrong? What does the note say, Mamoru?"

"If I tell you, you'll probably be disappointed."

"What? Did we go to the wrong place? Do we need an extra hand? Come on, tell me, Mamoru!" Emi presses me about the contents of the note.

"Okay, it reads:"

"Dear my Kampfler, enjoy this break! Take it as a reward for going along and helping poor Shino. So for now, just enjoy your date with the pretty mademoiselle Emilia. That's all, Kampfler. Signed, yours truly, Commander of the Student Council."

Emi then bursts out laughing.

"So, what do you want to do now, Emi? Do you want to go home?"

"Hmm, no. How about we continue our group project for biology class?"

"Eh, sure, but where do you want to do our assignment, Emi?"

"How about my place?"

"Wait, your place? What?"

To be continued... 

See you next Wednesday