YuYu Transfer Student: Love Comedy Battlefield with That Guy from Spirit World - The Guardian Deity of the Nurse's Office and a Sweet Trap

It had already been four days since Botan transferred in. The first two days weren't so bad. She'd just glance my way during class now and then, and when she talked to me during breaks, it felt like a normal transfer student trying to make friends. But from day three, something broke. No — what broke was my peaceful daily life. "Yuusuke-kun, you got the answer to number three wrong. The decimal point is off by one place." Even though it was Japanese class, Botan was peeking at my math notebook for some reason. And she was right. How could she point out a mistake in my math homework during Japanese class? "…Fine, I'll fix it later." "You'll forget if you leave it for later! You should fix it right now!" She happily pulled out an eraser. She snatched my notebook and started erasing the wrong answer. "Hey, I can do it myself!" "I'll do it. Your handwriting is messy, Yuusuke-kun, so if you rewrite it, it'll just get harder to read." Giggles came from all around the classroom. "Yuusuke, your wife fussing over you again?" "So she really is your wife, huh?" "Hell no!!" My face burned. Botan tilted her head with a blank look. "Wife…? M-Me, Yuusuke-kun's…?" Her cheeks flushed bright red. "Th-That's still a bit soon, I mean… but we were together all the time in our past life… and Yuusuke-kun, you always said I was your—" "What are you imagining?! Stop! Just stop!" I collapsed face-first onto my desk. I couldn't lift my head. I could feel my ears turning bright red myself. "Look at Yuusuke, he's blushing." "Guess he's got a cute side." "He didn't just graduate from being a loner — he got a watchdog instead." The whole classroom was looking at me with warm, amused eyes. (Please… just act normal…) I prayed over and over in my heart. Lunch break came. I took out my wallet, planning to grab lunch from the school store. "Yuusuke-kun! Are you going to the store? I'll come with you!" Botan bounced along after me. The whole way out of the classroom and down the hallway, she stayed half a step behind me, glancing around restlessly. "It's fine, there's no sign of any youkai. But we mustn't let our guard down." "Look, youkai don't just show up at school that often…" We reached the store. I grabbed my usual curry bread and milk. Botan studied the shelves carefully and picked out a sweet bean bun and strawberry milk. "Yuusuke-kun, that curry bread expires today." "Huh, seriously?" "This yakisoba bread will keep until tomorrow! Let's get this one instead!" She took the curry bread out of my hand and put it back on the shelf. Then she pressed the yakisoba bread into my grip. "…I wanted the curry bread, though." "Absolutely not! If it expires today, that means it's been sitting here since this morning. The oil might be oxidized. I'm the one protecting Yuusuke-kun's body, so I'll manage your meals properly too!" The soccer club guys lined up behind us were whispering and laughing. "Urameshi's basically got himself a mom now." "More like, that's way too overprotective…" I sighed and opened the yakisoba bread wrapper. After school. Finally, the day was over. I slung my bag over my shoulder and stood up. "Yuusuke-kun, let's walk home together! A youkai might appear on the way, so I'll escort you all the way home!" Botan already had her bag and was waiting beside my desk. "No, it's fine. Nothing showed up yesterday or the day before, right?" "Just because yesterday was fine doesn't mean today will be! Youkai are—" "Fine, fine! Do whatever you want!" I gave up and started walking. Botan happily lined up beside me. We left the school gate and headed toward Satsukigaoka Station. The evening shopping district was bustling with customers. The lady at the butcher shop called out, "Botan-chan, with your boyfriend again today?" "Yes! I'm protecting Yuusuke-kun!" "I keep telling you, I'm not her boyfriend…" The lady laughed heartily and gave us two croquettes as a bonus. Botan accepted them with a delighted "Oh my, thank you so much!" and held one out to me. "Here, Yuusuke-kun. Please eat it while it's hot." "…You're pretty normal about stuff like this, huh." When I said that while taking the croquette, Botan tilted her head curiously. "Normal…?" "Nah, never mind." We reached my apartment, and Botan bowed politely at the front door. "I'll come pick you up again tomorrow. Good night, Yuusuke-kun." "Good night… I mean, you don't have to come get me." Botan waved with a smile and walked off down the twilight road. Watching her retreating figure, I let out a small sigh. (She's way too overprotective… but still.) A faint warmth lingered deep in my chest. (Well, it doesn't feel bad.) The next day, we had PE class. The activity was basketball. The class split into two teams, mixed boys and girls. I don't hate exercise. Ball sports are my thing. "Yuusuke, pass!" A pass came flying from a teammate. I caught it, dribbled. I dodged the opposing defense and ran for the hoop. (Now.) I jumped. I stretched out my arm to shoot the ball. —And I messed up the landing. Crack. A nasty sensation in my right ankle. "Whoa!" I lost my balance and fell on my butt. The gym floor was cold. "Yuusuke, you okay?" A teammate called out, worried. "Yeah, just twisted it a little. It's no big—" I couldn't finish. "Yuusuke-kun is in trouble————!!!" A scream-like shout echoed through the entire gym. Everyone froze. The only sound was the ball rolling across the floor, strangely loud. Botan rushed over with incredible speed and crouched in front of me. Her face was deathly pale. "Wh-Where are you hurt?! Is it your leg?! Does it hurt?! Is the bone broken?!" "Shut up! I said I just twisted it a little!" I looked around. Every single classmate was staring at us. Even Takeuchi-sensei, the PE teacher, was frozen with his whistle still in his mouth. "This won't do! We're going to the nurse's office!" Botan grabbed my arm and tried to loop it over her shoulder. "Hey, what are you doing?" "I'll carry you!" She was serious. With that slender body, she was trying to give me a piggyback ride. Even though she's only 158 centimeters tall. "I said I can walk by myself!!" I forcibly shook off Botan's hands and stood up. My right ankle hurt a little, but not enough that I couldn't walk. "B-But… Yuusuke-kun…" Botan's eyes were glistening. It was a face of genuine worry. Because she knew about the serious injuries I'd suffered in my past life, even a minor sprain like this became a huge commotion. "…Fine. I'll go to the nurse's office." When I said that, Botan let out a relieved breath. But her face was still pale. "I'll come with you." "Do what you want." As the two of us left the gym, I heard a voice from behind: "Definitely his wife." The nurse's office was quiet. White curtains, the smell of disinfectant. Three beds lined up, afternoon sunlight streaming through the window. The school nurse was away at a meeting. Botan opened the first-aid kit with practiced hands and took out a compress and bandages. "Please take off your sock." I sat on the bed and did as she said. My right ankle was a little swollen, but nothing serious. Botan crouched in front of me and started cooling my ankle with a wet towel. The cold sensation felt good. For a while, there was silence. The cheers from the gym sounded distant. "…In our past life, you were always reckless like this too." Botan murmured quietly. It wasn't her usual bright voice. It was quiet, trembling a little. "That time was the same. There was a huge battle… and Yuusuke-kun charged into the enemy's stronghold alone…" I listened in silence. "I was powerless… I couldn't fight… I could only watch from afar. When Yuusuke-kun was struck down by the enemy, collapsed and bleeding… I just stood there crying…" Botan's hands were trembling. "This time, I swore I would absolutely protect you. Because I don't want to lose you again…" Tears spilled from her eyes. They fell, drip, onto my foot. I couldn't find any words. (Botan… you were thinking about that?) She was always cheerful, overprotective, even a little annoying. But behind all that. She'd been suffering this much the whole time. "…I." When I spoke, my voice was so hoarse it surprised even me. "I… made you feel that way, huh." My chest tightened. This feeling was new to me. Someone was crying for me. Suffering over the old wounds I'd taken, as if they were her own. "…I can't just keep being protected, can I." The words came out naturally. "I want to be able to protect you too." Botan looked up. Her tear-wet purple eyes stared straight at me. "Yuusuke-kun…" She set down the wet towel and rubbed her eyes. —That was when it happened. Knock, knock. The nurse's office door was quietly rapped. "Excuse me. I've sustained a minor injury." The door opened, and in came Kurama. His long reddish-purple hair was tied back in a single tail, and his uniform sleeves were rolled up. There was a small scrape on his left index finger. "Kurama… that wound—" "I was organizing books in the library and got a paper cut. It's nothing serious, but I came to get a band-aid." As he said this, he slowly surveyed the nurse's office. His emerald-green eyes fixed on me and Botan. "Botan-kun, you look a bit pale. Could you have a fever? Perhaps you've been so focused on Yuusuke-kun that you've neglected your own health?" "Mind your own business! I'm perfectly healthy!" Botan stood up and glared at Kurama. She'd already wiped away her tears. Kurama just kept smiling and said nothing more. Then, he turned toward me. "Yuusuke-kun, I have a question for you." "A question?" "Right now, you're constantly being protected by Botan-kun. Is that a comfortable state for you?" The words pricked at my chest. Kurama's voice was gentle, but his eyes were cold, like he was observing prey. "You see, I'm observing you as an interesting test subject. The boundary between dependence and independence — it's a fascinating theme." "Hey, what are you saying?! Yuusuke-kun isn't like that—" "Botan-kun, you should think about it too. That act of 'protecting' him might be robbing him of opportunities to grow. Is that truly for his benefit?" The color drained from Botan's face. Kurama's words struck precisely at what we'd just been talking about, as if he'd been watching the whole time. "…You bastard." I stood up from the bed. "I don't care what you say about me. But don't you say things that make Botan cry." Kurama's eyes narrowed just slightly. "…Oh. An emotional reaction. Interesting. You really are fascinating." He took a band-aid from a nearby shelf and deftly applied it to his finger. "I was merely offering advice. Now, if you'll excuse me. Botan-kun, if you truly care about Yuusuke-kun — you should think carefully about what he really needs." Leaving those words behind, Kurama exited the nurse's office. Silence returned. The cheers from PE class, which had been faintly audible until a moment ago, had stopped before I knew it. An awkward silence hung in the air. Botan hung her head, gripping her own hands tightly. "…What's with that guy. Shows up out of nowhere and says whatever he wants." I sat back down on the bed. Botan still didn't move. "…But, Kurama-kun might be right." It was a tiny voice. "Huh?" "Maybe I was just satisfying my own feelings by protecting Yuusuke-kun. Maybe I just wanted to redo things, because I couldn't do anything in our past life—" "That's not true." I stood up. This time, it was my turn to stand in front of Botan. "You're genuinely worried about me. I can feel that, and that's exactly why I — why I realized I can't just keep being protected." Botan looked up. "I don't want to be without you either, Botan. I still don't really get it… I don't have my past life memories, a

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