Ryuuou no Oshigoto! - Volume 9 - Chapter SS

REVIEW SESSION

One day I step inside the Player’s Room and see …… Ryou Tsukiyomizaka wearing a blazer and Machi Kugui in the sailor-style school uniform swishing their skirts and taking pictures. Flash☆

“…………”

I’ve seen this before, except it was with a bunny and a maid. Just as those memories start popping up, the two girls say, like it’s just an ordinary day, “Yo, trash. What’re you freezing up for? Close that door or we’ll smash you through it.”

“These here are the uniforms we donned during our high school days.”

Why in the world would they be wearing their old uniforms, and at the Kansai Shogi Association of all places ……? Apparently, they don’t find it strange at all. Entering the room without saying a word, I quickly close the door behind me.

But there’s something else on my mind.

“Ryou, you ……?”

“Hm? What’s this? My blazer got your mind running wild? Hm? Hmm?”

“No. I’m just surprised you went to high school.”

“Yep, you just bought a one-way ticket six feet under.”

Ryou picks up a folding chair like she’s done it thousands of times. That’s what I’m talking about right there!

“N-Not like that! I’m not saying you’re not smart enough, just that a lot of players only finish what’s required by law and skip out on high school recently, right?! That’s why I thought you did what I did and focused only on Shogi after junior high!”

“Don’t go groupin’ brainiacs like me in with idiots like you. One look at your face is enough to figure that out.”

“I concur. In fact, O-Ryou took part in the student council during her high school years.”

“Come again?! That’s even more of a surprise ……”

“Because she just so happened to be absent the day roles were decided, student council representative was the only one left and she was shoehorned into that position.”

That explains everything.

“Actually, I wasn’t sure if I was gonna go on to high school at first.”

Ryou finally puts down the folding chair, spreads it open and takes a seat. Except she swung the chair around backwards so that her arms are resting on the back piece. I wish she wouldn’t spread her legs that wide in such a short skirt …… gulp.

“I was already in the Women’s League, and I’d even figured out Shogi was the only thing I was good at, so what good would a high school diploma be to me anyway?”

“Reaching university education was a prerequisite for my Shogi career that was implemented by my family. Therefore, there was no need for me to waver. My enrollment in private school from a young age escalated me to high school without testing, which made my journey quite easy.”

“Must be nice, being a noble lady in private school. What I went through prepping for those exams still gives me nightmares.”

Ryou looks dejected. I never took entrance exams either, so I can’t relate, but–––.

“Aren’t there a lot of schools that admit students on Shogi skill alone these days? That way you wouldn’t have to study for an exam. I heard that’s what Big Sis did.”

“Yeah, yeah. About Ginko!”

Ryou leans over the table.

“Never in a million years did I think she’d be going to high school. Machi and I were talking about it and our uniforms came up.”

“I was always required to wear a sailor-style school uniform, so I lacked the opportunity to see a blazer up close with my own eyes. Also–––….”

“So, that’s why you’re both wearing the uniforms here ……,” I mumble.

Do that at home!

…Is what I want to say, but–––.

“Hmmm …… I see. Ahh …… That makes sense ……”

This …… This is great ……!

Ryou has a bit of a bad girl vibe in that blazer, but yeah. To be blunt: she’s hot. That sassy cute appeal. The thing that makes teenage guys go nuts. Which I like. Problem?

On the other hand, Machi looks right at home as a noble girl.

The neat and tidy history behind the sailor-style uniform fits nobility like her perfectly …… Except the two things that go against her prim and proper upbringing are those lewd bulges under her blouse. Yes, those glorious boobs!

They rack up lots of points.

While a blazer would keep those missiles contained, they’re free to roam like this. Thanks to the design of the uniform, her boobs stick out enough to lift her blouse up just enough to catch a glimpse of her stomach. That kind of tease is only made possible by a school’s freedom to maintain a sailor-style school uniform tradition and a spring breeze ……

In conclusion, they’re both damn hot.

“By the way …… Which one do girls like better?”

“I’ve worn both ’cause my junior high had sailor-style, but I like the blazers,” says Ryou.

“Ho-hoo? Fresher memories are fonder?”

“Nah. I barely went to school in junior high.”

“……”

What kind of reasoning is that?

“Since I was forced to wear sailor-style, wearing a blazer was just a distant fantasy of mine. However, I cannot deny my fondness for sailor-style uniforms.”

“Speaking of school clothes, I still wear my gym jersey when I’m kicking back at home.”

“My clothing of choice when playing for the association’s badminton club has always been my high school gym uniform. Seems well-worn clothes are well-loved because I still wear mine post-graduation.”

“Oh yeah, there’s that, too, don’t forget. What those kindergarten teachers wear …… Hey, trash. What are those things called again?”

“Smocks?”

“Ugghh …… You actually knew? Gross ……”

“Come on, what was that for?! You’re the one that asked me! Was that a trap or something?!”

“The swift recollection of the name was rather off-putting.”

“You too, Machi?! I hate having so much knowledge, damn it?!”

Since Charlette likes to play with crayons whenever she comes over, I thought it might be a good idea to have one at the apartment, so she doesn’t get her clothes dirty. I only know what they’re called because I looked it up online!

“Well, now that we have reaffirmed Ryuo’s Lolita complex …… Shall we proceed to the main event?”

“Main event?”

“Ginko. Machi and I are split on which uniform she’ll be wearin’. You already know, right?”

“No …… I don’t have a clue. She didn’t even tell me she was going to high school in the first place.”

“Then, I’m changin’ the question.”

With that, the two of them asked me a question straight out of a story I read somewhere before.

“Which do you wanna see, a fresh, new Ginko in a blazer?” Ryou asks, leaning in.

“Or would you prefer the tried-and-true Ginko in a sailor-style school uniform?” asks Machi, doing just the same.

“Say what?! What does what I want to see have to do with anything?!”

“Everything,” Women’s King Ryou Tsukiyomizaka and Yamashiro Ouka Machi Kugui declare with gusto! Then–––.

“C’mon!”

“Which is it?!”

Two beautiful girls dressed in their old uniforms descend on me.

“B-Blazer …… or sailor ……?”

Ultimately ……. Two choices!!

Very difficult …… But this situation comes up in Shogi as well.

All your research and preparation tell you that A is the way to go, but B is the one that looks better in the heat of battle. In most cases, the one you don’t choose was the way to go.

But this isn’t Shogi.

Right now, I should say what I really want to see–––give it to them straight!!

“Ummm ………………… bloomers?”

For the next month, I endure the harsh reality of every single woman at Kansai Shogi Association calling me Bloomer Ryuo or Mr. Smock among other nicknames …… All because of bloomers.