Higehiro: After Being Rejected, I Shaved and Took in a High School Runaway Vol.3 Part 1 by Shimesaba & booota

Author:Shimesaba & booota [Shimesaba & booota]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KADOKAWA

Chapter 3: Transfer

Oh, he let out a big yawn. Then he gulped down his can of coffee.

Yoshida-sempai's eyes never exactly glistened with life, but today, they looked especially dead. He must not have been sleeping much.

No. How could someone who had no hobbies like Yoshida-sempai—you could go so far as to say that sleeping was his only hobby—miss out on sleep? When I thought back on it, it was incredibly rare to see him so exhausted in the morning.

Something might have happened to him the night before. That could mean...

"Mishima."

"Uh, yes?"

Somebody suddenly prodded my shoulder, making me jump. I made sure that my irritation at having my train of thought interrupted didn't show on my face and turned around. Section Manager Odagiri was standing behind me.

"I asked you to do something for me earlier..."

"Oh, I've done it. I was going to mail it to you once work got started."

When I answered, the section manager looked confused for a moment, then nodded a couple of times.

"O-oh... Right, okay."

"Is something the matter? Do you not need it anymore?"

"Oh, no, nothing like that."

The section manager scratched his head, then continued to speak.

"You just seem so much more attentive lately."

"Attentive?"

"Yeah... Before, I felt like whenever I assigned you a task, you almost never had it done when I checked later."

"O-oh... I see."

I couldn't help but agree with his assessment.

It made perfect sense. I was deliberately pretending to be a scatterbrain.

"I'm obviously pleased to see you taking your work seriously. I'll keep an eye out for that mail."

"Oh, okay! I'll be sure to send it!"

The section manager grinned and returned to his seat.

Now that I thought about it, I never felt that he completely gave up on me because I was useless. Instead, he accepted that that was 'just the way I was,' and would always come and re-check my work for me when he needed to.

I felt a little guilty for the way I used to act.

My shift hadn't yet started, but I pulled up the internal email system, quickly attached the relevant file and began typing up a message.

From the day I went to that pub with Yoshida-sempai for the first time and had a heart-to-heart with him, Yoshida-sempai never let me cut any corners. Not to say that he was ever easy on me, but if he judged me incapable of doing something, he'd quickly take over to complete it; after that evening at the bar, he would no longer accept anything until I'd finished it myself.

My workload had clearly increased as a result, but I didn't think it hadn't become that much of a burden. In fact, I might have even gone as far as saying that I felt more mentally at ease because I didn't have to make a fool of myself anymore.

I typed up a brief, polite message, then emailed the files to my section manager.

The thought of doing anything work-related before my shift started would have been simply inconceivable to my former self. This realization almost made me giggle, but I didn't let it show.

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