The Incorrect Definition of Mistress

 

Gold and silver confront each other.

 

The summer vacation is over and it’s the first day of school, so gold Alice and silver Arisu meet in the hallway.

 

A large number of students are watching the two with bated breaths.

 

“Double Alice colliding means…”

 

“It’s almost certain that Amane-san will intercede.”

 

“Oh, to be able to enjoy Amane-san’s onee-chan component so early in the new school year…”

 

In the silence, I hear voices whispering.

 

It seems that everyone is expecting me to intercede.

 

“Sora, you even wear that hat to school?”

 

“Of course I did! I’m a professional insect hunter!”

 

“That’s right. You’re a professional hunter, right?”

 

Three of us have no sense of danger, even though many of the students are frozen in silence with bated breath.

 

Well, if Alice and Yurizono-san confronted each other, it wouldn’t be a big deal anyway.

 

After all, they’ve become so close that they even hold hands on dates.

 

“Hey, Kuu-chan, I’m actually a clairvoyant.”

 

“What? Really?”

 

Yanomiya-san is shocked when Kiniwa-san puts her index finger to her lips and closes one eye as she speaks. Ms. Takanashi looks at her with a scowl.

 

“Mmmmm! I saw it! Rin-chan is wearing a chick T-shirt inside her uniform!”

 

“What?”

 

Kiniwa-san pointed at Takanashi-san and raised her voice, making Takanashi-san tremble and twitch her face.

 

“E-Ena! You’re not clairvoyant, you’re just predictive!”

 

“Clairvoyant! Rin is wearing a chick T-shirt!”

 

“So you were just so happy that Amane gave you this T-shirt and you use it on the first day of school!”

 

Kiniwa-san’s words made Takanashi-san’s face turn red and she refuted.

 

Takanashi-san was taken in by Kiniwa-san and said what she thought.

 

Well, I’m glad you like it.

 

“Come on, Kuu-chan, let’s check it out!”

 

“That’s right! If you’re right, you’re a psychic!”

 

“Wait!”

 

When Takanashi-san heard Kiniwa-san and Yanomiya-san’s exchange, she hugged herself and stepped aside.

 

“Rin! Let me see your T-shirt!”

 

“D-Don’t! Wait! I said no――Hyaaahhhh!”

 

Yanomiya-san jumped at Takanashi-san who tried to escape, but she couldn’t get away from Yanomiya-san, who is small and quick, and stuck her head into Takanashi-san uniform.

 

“Oh! You’re right! She’s wearing a chick T-shirt! Ena is amazing! She’s a real psychic!”

 

“I-Isn’t it fine! It doesn’t matter if I wear it or not! T-shirts are meant to be worn!”

 

While I was thinking that, I looked at Kiniwa-san, who was holding her mouth with her hand and laughing, and then she noticed my gaze and made a peace sign.

 

I’m sure you’re having fun, Kiniwa-san.

 

“Mirisu.”

 

I heard Yurizono-san’s voice and remembered that she was confronting Alice, so I turned my gaze to her.

 

“What’s Mirisu?”

 

Alice crossed her arms and sniffed, then looked at Yurizono-san and spoke up.

 

“You’re Minazuki Alice, so “Mirisu” for short.”
(TN: Mirisu (みりす))

 

“Hmm.”

 

Alice raised her voice at Yurizono-san’s words without any sign of protest.

 

“I’m Yurizono Arisu, so “Yuris” for short. Why don’t we call each other that?”
(TN: Yuris(u) (ユリス))

 

I listened to Yurizono-san’s words and thought, “I see.”

 

The two of them are Alice and Arisu. They have the same name.

 

When they were on a date, they had said they would call each other by their sister’s name, but that would only when there’s only two of them, and they couldn’t use their sister’s name in front of everyone.

 

So Yurizono-san came up with a new way to call themself.

 

Mirisu and Yuris, huh?

 

It’s easy to understand, I think.

 

“I don’t mind, Yuris.”

 

“I was hoping you would say that, Mirisu.”

 

Alice accepted it easily, and Yurizono-san smiled at her.

 

“The school’s opening ceremony is about to start, so we should move to the auditorium.”

 

“That’s right.”

 

Yurizono-san nodded at Alice’s words.

 

“Here.”

 

She held out her right hand to Yurizono-san.

 

“I’ll take you to the auditorium since you’re so dangerous.”

 

“Ehehe, thank you very much.”

 

Smiling happily at Alice’s words, Yurizono-san took Alice’s hand.

 

 The students who had gathered silently gave way as the two walked away, stunned.

 

The students must have been expecting a fight to start. But the two, who were supposed to be on bad terms with each other, walked away hand in hand.

 

For the students, this was a rare and unprecedented incident.

 

It’s not surprising if they are friends who spent the summer vacation together.

 

In fact――.

 

“Mirisu and Yuris.”

 

“I like that. I’ve been wondering what to call them for a while now.”

 

“Mirisu and Yuris! I get it! I’ll call them that from now on!”

 

The three of them were not surprised at all by the change in two of them.

 

But to the rest of the students, it was an unprecedented incident, and the whole school was in an uproar.

 

And there was one more thing to cause a commotion.

 

There was an incident in the past when I went to a shopping mall and dressed up as a nursery school teacher, and someone took a hidden picture of me and posted it in the hallway.

 

There was a similar incident this time as well.

 

――Amane-onee-sama Summer Vacation and the Splitting Yurizono Arisu!

 

Such a title and a large number of photos posted on a large white paper. The pictures were of me, Yurizono-san, and Iris-san.

 

Splitting up…

 

Well, Yurizono-san and Iris-san indeed look alike, but their heights are different, their expressions are different, and Yurizono-san is much younger than her.

 

Even if you think they look alike at first glance, if you take a closer look, you can easily tell that they are different people.

 

In addition, no matter how much Yurizono-san may look alike, she is not going to split.

 

That’s why there was no commotion over the split.

 

The reason for the commotion was much simpler than that.

 

Iris-san is so beautiful in the photo that it became apparent that there were more beautiful women than the two major beauties.

 

There were also pictures of me and Iris-san holding hands, and Iris-san kissing me on the cheek, which led to rumors that Minazuki Amane had a mistress.
(TN: “愛人(aijin)” can mean either lover(愛) or mistress(愛人) depend on the context.)

 

I’d like to say something, but isn’t mistress a term used when a married person has a relationship with another person of the opposite sex?

 

I’m not married, and I don’t even have a lover in the first place. And now, regardless of my mind, I’m a woman, and Iris-san is also a woman.

 

Anyway, I think there are too many things to get into.

 

 

The school opening ceremony was over without a hitch, and I was sitting in my seat getting ready to leave when Takanashi-san and the others came up to me.

 

Takanashi-san stands in front of my seat and stares at me and Kiniwa-san, standing next to me, sobbing deliberately and pretending to cry.

 

And then there’s Yanomiya-san, who’s on my lap, shaking her body and flapping her legs as if she’s trying to keep a rhythm.

 

“Amane-chan, what’s the meaning of this?”

 

Takanashi-san eyes fluttered as she waved the paper she was holding.

 

She was holding one of the photos that had been posted in the hallway.

 

It was a picture of me and Iris-san holding hands.

 

I thought for sure they would say something. But they didn’t say anything, so I was just going to pretend I didn’t know anything and go home, but I guess I was wrong.

 

I hadn’t told the three of them about my date with Iris-san, had I?

 

I want to keep it quiet, but the pictures gave it away.

 

What should I do?

 

“How long have you been intimate with her? Rin-chan hasn’t heard of it.”

 

I’m scared of Takanashi-san looking at me with her jittery eyes. But why the baby talk?

 

“Uuuu, Amane-chan, you’re terrible! We bathed together and slept together, but it was all just a game, wasn’t it?”

 

Kiniwa-san, who was doing her fake crying, raised her voice intentionally.

 

You guys came to our house to play, didn’t you? What else could it be but play?

 

“The sea cucumber was interesting, but the Miyama was the best.”
(TN: Miyama = Miyama stag beetle (Lucanus maculifemoratus))

 

Yanomiya-san muttered while moving her feet around.

 

Yanomiya-san doesn’t seem to be interested in my mistress problem.

 

Well, she’s not my mistress, though.

 

“Pfft!”

 

Kiniwa-san, who had been doing her fake crying, put her hand over her mouth and gushed.

 

“Well, I heard it from Alice. Ah, Mirisu. Anyway, thank you for your hard work until the end of summer vacation.”

 

Then Takanashi-san smiled at me.

 

What, you heard about it from Alice? So you knew about it and made fun of me.

 

It’s okay, but if you tease me too much, I’m going to ask you to return my chick T-shirt.

 

“A-Are you mad?”

 

Takanashi-san, who seemed to have sensed something in my mood, asked me with a twitching face.

 

“I’m not mad.”

 

I wasn’t mad at her, but in return for the teasing, I raised my voice intentionally and turned away with pouty cheeks.

 

“Noooooo!”

 

Takanashi-san, who seems to have thought I was mad, is panicked.

 

Kiniwa-san, on the other hand, laughs pupuously.

 

I guess acting doesn’t work on Kiniwa-san after all.

 

“I’m just kidding. Let’s go out together next time.”

 

When I smiled at Takanashi-san, she gave me a big smile despite her teary eyes.

 

Takanashi-san is rather simple, isn’t she?

 

That’s what’s so cute about you.

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