Chapter 39: Do You Like Your Classmates? 7

Another day of school began.

As usual, Sakurai and his followers remained completely silent.

Hachiya looked visibly worn out, with dark circles under her eyes. She was severely exhausted.

“Hachiya-chan~, you’ve got such a cute face again today.”

Hirata greeted her by splashing the water she was holding onto Hachiya’s face.

Water dripped down from Hachiya’s face.

“Gyahahahahaha, what a waste of that pretty face, Hachiya-chan~.”

“Even so, everyone still loves you so much~.”

“Yeah~ Self-important girl~.”

Hirata’s followers piled on.

“Hachiya is seriously the worst.”

“I’ve thought that for a while.”

“Right~? She keeps a guy on the side while ignoring us girls. What is she even thinking?”

The rest of the class also criticized Hachiya.

More than half stayed silent, trying to avoid becoming the next target. The psychological pressure of possibly being bullied themselves if they spoke up was working.

There was no one in the class willing to risk themselves to protect Hachiya. No one with that kind of chivalry existed here.

Sakurai had distanced himself from Hachiya, and Akaishi had done the same.

Hachiya was completely alone in this class.

“Hey Hachiya-chan~, so what do you really think of Akaishi~? You had a physical relationship with him, right~? Come on, just tell us already~?”

Hirata grabbed Hachiya’s hair and demanded an answer.

“……………………”

Hachiya remained silent.

After the fierce argument with Akaishi the day before and him ignoring her calls, she no longer had any allies.

“Hey Akaishi~, you say something too~, seriously~.”

Hirata turned her attention to Akaishi.

Stop it. No matter what I say now, it won’t change anything.

I don’t want anything more to do with Hachiya.

Akaishi desperately suppressed himself. He told himself he had to act rationally, no matter what.

He kept making excuses to himself over and over, his shoulders trembling.

“Ahaha~, too bad~, Hachiya-chan. Even Akaishi betrayed you, how sad~.”

Hirata patted Hachiya’s head.

“Hey Hachiya-chan~, why don’t you tell us what’s so wrong with us~? Come on~, tell us~. You dirty bitch Hachiya-chan~.”

Day after day, they relentlessly attacked her.

Rationally. Rationally. Rationally. Rationally.

Even if he acted now, he wouldn’t gain anything. Nothing would improve. Besides, he didn’t want to do anything for Hachiya’s sake.

Akaishi continued his silence. Deep down, there was also the desire not to be bullied himself.

“Hey~ Akaishi~, say something already~, seriously. You like Hachiya too, right? You were just after her body, weren’t you? Well, with a girl like Hachiya, there’s nothing else worth looking at anyway, and her personality is garbage, so it makes sense~, but still, say something~, seriously.”

Hirata kept pushing.

“C’mon Akaishi~, hurry up and say it~. ‘Hachiya, you’re a girl with no value except your body.’ If you do, we’ll even give her body to you~.”

Over and over, she pressed him.

“Hey Akaishi~, say it already~. Say she’s a worthless slut with no charm except her body.”

Hirata started clapping.

“Come on, sa~y it, sa~y it, sa~y it.”

Her followers and the students who had been gossiping joined in.