Chapter 76: Evening Ball (5) – Takuya

Evening Ball (5) – Takuya

A short break followed the end of the fourth song. After having danced with Monica, I took a break with Layla’s group. I was going along with their flattering and pampering as always, but my mind wasn’t calm at all.

Shit!

Did I overdo it? …Why did I do something so unplanned? The evening ball’s first dance holds a special meaning. And I’m well aware of that as well.

As soon as the first dance is over, the boys will confess to the girls. Becoming lovers in such a way is the golden route which follows tradition. The second song is reserved for the new couples. A confession after the third song is not unheard of, but it’s quite rare.

But, a confession after the fourth song is over…you could describe that as impossible.

Next up is the fifth song.

Just why did I get so pissed off, seeing Yukishiro look at the scum and his ilk? I planned to invite Yukishiro first.

And yet…because I got so irritated, I invited Layla on the spot. Seeing Yukishiro’s despair at that moment improved my mood for some reason.

Layla knew that I’d invite Yukishiro first. She knows and understands my thinking, and in the first place, it was Layla who told me to invite Yukishiro first.

Unlike Yukishiro, Layla gives me priority in all matters. She always considers my standing. That’s why Layla’s words are so pleasant to my ears.

Even when I took such unexpected action back then, she responded with a smile. She’s a truly sweet girl.

Since I had invited Layla first, I couldn’t afford to not invite Emily and Monica as well. No, wait, thinking about it now, wouldn’t it have been fine to postpone those two?

Neither Emily, Monica, or Layla would have said anything, even if I had invited Yukishiro for the third dance, would they?

Well, thinking about it now is moot. I danced with Emily during the third song and Monica during the fourth. Next up is the fifth song…it’s way too late to invite Yukishiro for a dance and confess to her.

Even so, I have to invite her. After all, I don’t have the intention to let go of Yukishiro. The power of the Minatos is absolutely necessary for my ideal.

I mustn’t become a foolish man. The compliant men are wrong. Living within such fucked up rule-set…why must only men suffer from such absurdities? The men other than me are idiots who cannot even question such a simple thing.

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Women, society, and the country should exist for the sake of men. Men don’t exist for the sake of women. Men…I’m alive for my own sake!

Fuck! If only Yukishiro thought about me more. If she had obediently lent me her strength like Layla, I wouldn’t have needed to discipline her either.

Yes, this is me teaching her manners.

The women, society, and country are training the men in a way convenient to them. That’s why I too train women…you to be convenient for me.

I might have gone a bit too far to even talk about the family head of the Minatos. But, serve me while possessing at least that much backbone. You don’t have any option other than me anymore, do you?

I’m aware of it, you see…? It’s hard to find a new guy after graduating from high school. If you’re dumped by me, your family’s status as Eternals might come to an end, and you don’t want that, right?

Do you think I’m as stupid as all those compliant men? I’ve already obtained knowledge, which usually isn’t passed on to men, from my caseworkers.

My current caseworker is straight-laced and doesn’t go along with my seduction, though. But well, it doesn’t really matter. I’ve found out plenty. And I was also taught many things about women by Layla.

What women fear the most is men forming a united front in a group. Up until elementary school, men study together in one class. Even that timid, dependent trash was in the same class as I.

But, how about once we enter junior high? Thanks for reading on ManaNovel!

Special days called School Day have been established and the men spend less and less time together. Even when we go out to play with fellow men, we always must inform our caseworker, who will be assigned to us starting with junior high.

In exchange for a decrease in time spent with other men, we’ve been forced to spend time with the girls. At first, I did the tasks and objectives given to me without any doubts. But, while listening to the stories of the case-worker women whom I fucked, I thought it was strange.

I understood that this world was strange for enclosing us men like this. We spend our days while worrying about Male and Sperm ranks. And we must choose our future from the women coming to our classroom.

The men in a position where they can choose a woman for them? Absolutely not. Isn’t it more like the women can choose their man!?

We can only choose our future amidst the women who come to our classroom.

Meanwhile, the women can freely choose a man from among the few existing men after they win in the competition the women selfishly set up! Those wenches split up the men, keep them in the dark, and force them into a life where they can’t survive unless they cling to the women in front of them!

On top of that, the useless men are forced to become dropouts while bound to their low rank. Those bitches simply do whatever they want.

Being allowed to set up a class in high-school, the men are divided into separate school buildings, resulting in even less contact among each other. If you haven’t created bonds with other men during junior high like I did, it’s probably close to impossible to act together with the classes of other men at high-school.

Men who butter up the women while acting as lone wolves like Yuuji are fools. I mean, they don’t even realize that they’ve become dumb men who don’t know anything.

And once we graduate high school, only an inconvenient, restrained life as intended by the woman, who became your wife, awaits you. Being able to meet other men has become very rare at this point.

Eventually you grow old and die.

The women split up the men like this exactly because they fear us men rallying together. While claiming men are scarce and precious, making them the treasure of any country, we’re being shaped into beings suiting your convenience, without you teaching us anything about the truth.

But, I can’t be bothered to like a life shackled down by society. I’ll create a society where the few, precious men form a group and are able to lead much better lives.

Yukishiro and the Minatos have a power that is necessary for that!

Layla is no more than a little spice to train Yukishiro into a woman who obeys me. Of course Layla’s body is awesome. She’s a lot better than any of the case-workers I slept with.

But, Layla will go back to Mir after graduating from high-school. And there’s no reason for me to hold back her, who possesses no real authority in Nihon either. Yukishiro is much more important for me than Layla.

I understand that. At least I should have understood it logically, but… Damn it! Why did things turn out like that!?

Anyway I have to invite Yukishiro for a dance.

Hmm? What’s going on?

That scum…what is he up to? Why is he approaching Yukishiro…?

“Yukishiro-san, if you like, would you dance with me?”

Haaaaaah!? D-Don’t fuck around with me!

“Hey! Trash! What are you bastard up to!?!?”

Is this guy crazy or something?

“What, you ask…? I invited Yukishiro-san to dance with me.”

“Don’t screw around! Why would trash like you dance with my direct affiliate!?”

Even Yukishiro, who had been invited by that scum, was looking flabbergasted.

Don’t tell me…that trash thinks he can simply invite other people’s women to dance with him? Is he some absolute idiot or something!?

“Yukishiro-san has been at this spot all the time. You were resting over there and didn’t seem like you’d invite her for the next song, Takuya-kun. That’s why I thought I’d invite her myself.”

“Don’t you moron know the rules of the evening ball!? No, before we even talk about rules… how about you get some common sense first!”

“The rules for the ball only state that boys can invite girls to dance with them, right? They don’t say anything about it being wrong to request a dance with a girl from another class.”

“It’s because everyone knows as much without spelling it put!”

This is a lost case. This guy is an idiot. In the end, trash remains trash.

But, I suppose this idiot has some use in his idiotic way as well. This disturbance caused by the idiot isn’t bad as an opportunity for me to request a dance from Yukishiro.

“We’re going to dance.”

I held out my hand to Yukishiro who was surprised by the idiot. But, there’s no need to allow Yukishiro to deal with such an idiot. Yukishiro is probably feeling stumped by him as well.

“Hmm? Hey!”

Even though I offered her my hand, she didn’t grasp my hand right away.

Is she still dumbfounded while looking at the scum’s face? How long is she going to need to snap out of it?

“Hey! We’re going to dance.”

“Ah…Y-Yes.”

Finally noticing me at the third time, she took my hand.

God damn it…how annoying.

Finally I’ve understood why I felt so pissed off earlier. I sensed that Yukishiro was envious while watching the trash and his group.

Feeling envious of the scum and Aoi, who have embarrassed me so much? Don’t screw around with me! Why have you looked at the trash and his group with such an expression!?

Argh, remembering it now just pissed me off again.

“Forget about the dumb actions of that scum.”

“……”

No answer.

The number of couples dancing to the fifth song in the center of the hall isn’t overly big. Including us, it’s just four pairs, huh?

“I was late in inviting you, I suppose. But, even I didn’t expect for that piece of shit to pull something so stupid.”

“……”

Yukishiro and I started to dance to the music. She, who had been silent up until now, looked up to me, and finally spoke up.

“Thank you very much for giving me this dress.”

“Ah, well, that’s…it looks good on you.”

“…Thank you kindly.”

I ended up spending my money on fooling around with Layla and her friends, so I wasn’t able to prepare a dress for Yukishiro myself. Of course, if it had been a dress like it was worn by commoners, I could have arranged for one, but…that would have been a really bad idea.

Just as I was waiting for Yukishiro to tell me that she’d prepare the dress, I was told about the dressmaker of the Minatos. Buying the dress over there meant the Minatos would pay for it.

When I informed Layla about it in delight as things had turned out as I expected, she pestered me about wanting to come with me.

At first I hesitated. Seeing how it was the dressmaker of the Minatos, the information would definitely reach Yukishiro’s ears. I thought it’d be a problem if I took Layla’s group and bought their dresses at that store.

Although I should have known this, I ended up promising to take them with me after I enjoyed their bodies to the fullest. Did I become big-hearted against my better judgment because their bodies felt so nice?

Well, either way. Since I had promised it, I took them with me. But, after we arrived at the dressmaker, Layla, Emily, and Monica begged me to buy them custom-made dresses while at the same time telling me it’d be fine to modify ready-made dresses for Yukishiro and Akari.

They argued that this would be a good way to discipline those two, and that Yukishiro would support me since she had no choice but to do it, regardless of what I did. That’s why it’d be okay for me to do whatever I wanted, they cooed to me with sweet voices after dragging me into the dressing room.

And sure, they were right about this.

This is disciplining. Since Yukishiro doesn’t consider me first and foremost, I’m making it clear that I’m not considering her first and foremost either. Yukishiro will stop defying me, if I make her feel miserable for a bit by deliberately giving a better dress to Layla.

But, is it really like that? Is it certain?

This voice, which filled my head at that time, was drowned out by Layla’s seductive voice.

『You should invite Yukishiro to dance first. I’m sure she’ll be happy, if you do that』

I had prioritized Layla on the dress, but I’d prioritize Yukishiro on the dance. If I did it like that, Yukishiro would likely come to terms with it as well. If I invited her to a dance and confessed, Yukishiro would be able to become my lover after all.

“Did you choose this dress for me, Takuya-sama?”

“…Obviously I did.”

“It wasn’t Layla-san?”

“Tsk…”

It’s this part of hers that I hate. Up until junior high, it bothered me, but after entering high-school, I started to hate this aspect of hers.

You’re my woman, aren’t you? Even if you know that Layla chose your dress, don’t get on my nerves with it. Devote yourself to me while acting like you don’t know anything.

“Is it important for you to ask that now?”

“……”

“I gave that dress to you. That’s more than enough, right?”

“……”

“Previously I went too far with contacting the family head of the Minatos. Forget about it.”

“……”

“However, I’d like to start a company at the beginning of next year. I, as a man, will be the shareholder and the company’s representative director. Coordinate the negotiations with the Minatos and those above for me.”

“……”

“I won’t mind if you force it a bit. But, I’d like you to set it up in a way that the projects are chosen by me.”

“…What are you going to do about the funds and personnel?”

“Have the Minatos prepare that. I leave the details to you.”

“……”

The fifth song ended. I quickly separated from Yukishiro’s body. She was staring at me with her usual smile.

She’s likely waiting for my confession, but…isn’t it fine to do it after the ball at this point? If I confess right now and here, Yukishiro and I will have to dance to the sixth song by ourselves. I don’t want to expose us to such a disgrace.

“I was late on inviting you, so it’s okay to do the rest later, right?”

“…Later?”

“Yeah. If I do it here and now, you and I will dance alone on the stage, you know?”

The other three pairs are moving back to the wall after having finished dancing. If we stay here forever, I’ll eventually have to confess to her.

Hah?

Tsk…what are you gawking at, you piece of shit!? We’re no fucking show!

Ah, fuck it. This guy pisses me off to no end. And not just him either. Aoi…the same applies to you bitch as well.

What’s with that look? Who do you think you’re dealing with…damn hoe. Are you staring at Yukishiro? You girls are rivals, aren’t you? Are you looking down on Yukishiro for having been invited to the fifth song?

“Takuya-sama…”

“What? Let’s hurry and go…”

Huh? W-What? What is it…that smile?

Eh? It’s different from her usual smile…huh?

“Takuya-sama, do you hate the idea of us dancing together?”

Cute.

Yukishiro…you were able to put up such a cute smile?

It’s different from her usual, pretty smile. What’s this feeling…as if my heart is being squeezed? My heart is throbbing?

I’m in love? With Yukishiro?

I’ve never…never seen such an adorable Yukishiro.

“Ah, no, that’s…”

“……”

She’s waiting for me to continue speaking. She’s waiting for my confession.

Haha! Did she finally get it?

That’s right…you have no one other than me left!

The eyes of everyone present in the hall were glued on us.

Well, those guys have likely never seen her smile like that either. Tsk…no choice then. I guess it won’t be bad for us to dance together with everyone paying attention to us.

“I got it. I’ll do it right now and here.”

“……”

“Ah…you’re officially my lover from today. Serve me well as my girlfriend.”

I offered my hand to Yukishiro.

If she takes it, the music will probably start playing for just us two.

“……”

Hmm? Hey, hurry up and take my hand! Why are you putting on airs all of a sudden?

“Takuya-sama.”

“Mmh?”

Yukishiro revealed a truly sweet and cute smile as I’ve never seen it before as she told me with a clear and loud voice, so that it’d be well audible in every corner of the hall, “I respectfully refuse.”

Huh?

Haaah?

W-What did she say?

“W-What was that?”

What did she say just now?

Eh?

Have my ears stopped working or something?

“I told you that I respectfully refuse.”

Haaaah?

Refuse?

What? Refuse what?

W-What is this girl blabbing? I just confessed to her.

I told you that I’d take you as a lover…

Refuse?

You refused my confession?

Why did you refuse it?

“D-D-Don’t fuck with me!!!!”

This bitch! H-Has she gone crazy like that asshole!?

Why is a woman like you refusing the confession of a man like me!? That’s weird, isn’t it!?!?!?!

“Y-You! What are you saying!?”

“My words should be clear, I would think. I reject your confession, Takuya-sama.”

S-She’s gone nuts. This girl has clearly lost it.

Was my disciplining too harsh? Did it mess up her brain or something?

T-Th-There’s no way that it’s allowed for something like this to happen!!!!

“Pfft…kuku!”

Haaah?

That sound just now…what was that?

“Y-Yuuji-sama.”

“Kuku, s-sorry.”

Haaah?

Yuuji, you fucker…

W-What…what did you do just now?

Hey, woman next to him…why did you stop Yuuji? What’s with that face?

W-What are you people…why? Why are you looking at me like that?

Don’t screw with me.

Don’t fucking screw with me! It’s all just crazy!!!!!

They’re laughing at me. Those lowlifes are fucking laughing at me!!!

Yuuji, you’re just a pet who’s being kept by the woman next to you! How dare you laugh at me!!!!

“Yukishiro, you…”

“……”

What’s with that look? Where did the smile from before go to? Did you trick me by saying that you want to dance with me?Did you think you could get back at me for treating you badly!?

“Unforgivable.”

“……”

“This is unforgivable! You dumb bitch! Disappear from in front of me right now!”

『Kyaaaa!!』

When I came to while my face was burning and my vision was covered by a pure white curtain, my hand had hit Yukishiro’s face. All I could hear was my awfully loud and rough breathing.

What did I do?

Just now…what did I do?

Yukishiro fell to the ground.

“Yukishiro-sama!!”

Akari rushed over to Yukishiro. Meanwhile, Yukishiro slowly sat up.

What?

What’s with this weird atmosphere?

My body won’t move.

My hand is burning.

“Yukishiro-sama!”

“I-I’m fine.”

“Please borrow my shoulder.”

Lending Akari’s shoulder, Yukishiro slowly stood up. While hiding the left side of her face with a handkerchief, she stared at me.

“P-Please excuse me.”

Yukishiro staggered away while being propped up by Akari.

H-Hey.

Where are you going?

Wait.

You’re…my direct affiliate…right?

Why are you walking away while having your back turned on me…?

You…you are…my…

“Yukishiro-san!”

“Yukishiro-san.”

The scum and his trashy friends called out to my Yukishiro near the entrance door of the hall. Yukishiro directed her sweet and cute smile…at them, including the piece of shit.

“Congratulations.”

Immediately after saying so, Yukishiro left the venue together with Akari. The trash and his friends tried to follow them, but they stopped after the paramedics arrived.

Unable to take even a single step, I could only watch, just like the scum.

Why?

Why Why?

It shouldn’t have turned out like this.

It was never supposed to go like this.

I’m going to chase after her, apologize for hitting her, and make her my lover. Yukishiro is going to become my lover, right!?