Life Reversal ~ I Was Cheated On and Falsely Accused, but Now the Most Beautiful Girl in the School Is Getting Close to Me ~ Volume 1 Chapter 7
Chapter 7
Kondo’s Miscalculation
──Kondo’s Perspective──
Hmph, so this is what university-level players are like. I’m just practicing with the second-string team, but honestly, no one here is a match for me. I’m in top form today.How boring. My brilliant passes are connecting like a charm, not that it matters when the forwards have no talent and keep missing every shot.“Hey, don’t let some high schooler wipe the floor with you!” the second-string coach roared.
“Dammit!” the captain of the second-string team exclaimed, nearly collapsing in frustration.
This is what feels so good—watching trash lose their confidence in the face of overwhelming talent. At this rate, making it to the first-string team right after I enroll will be a piece of cake.“Damn, we can’t let him get too cocky,” the coach muttered. “Hey, Gouda! Get over here. I want you to mark that high school kid.”
The player he called over was a first-string defensive midfielder, slightly shorter than me.
Heh, so they’re finally sending in someone decent. If I can crush him, I’ll easily become one of the top players in university soccer. Interesting.Soon, the ball was passed to me, and the senpai named Gouda faced me down.
I’ll get past this guy in no time.The moment I thought that and tried to make a move, my body crashed into something hard and was sent flying.
“Hah!”
A strange sound escaped my lips as I was slammed onto the ground, my mouth filling with grass.
“Hey, you okay?” Gouda asked. For a moment, I felt a flicker of fear toward the tough physique that had sent me flying with just a slight bump.
Not yet. That was just a fluke. There’s no way the skill gap is this big. I’m destined to become the king of soccer in this country!──One Hour Later──
I was no match for him at all. To think that I, of all people, could lose so badly.Whenever I tried to break through with a dribble, I was easily knocked away. When I tried to pass, he read the course and immediately intercepted it. Just a moment ago, I was a hero dominating the second-string team, but now, I was a laughingstock.
To cool my head, I returned to the bench and chugged a sports drink.
It’s fine. I’m just a little off my game today. If I get serious, a guy like that would be easy…“Hey, Coach. Are you serious about recruiting that high schooler?”
I heard Gouda and the coach’s voices nearby. It seemed like they were talking just behind the bench.
“Yeah, that’s the plan. How was he?”
“You’d better not,” Gouda replied bluntly. “He’s a king at the high school level, butthat’s all. His physique is weak, he has no stamina, and he gives up as soon as the ball is stolen. Like some outdated product. With him, he’ll just become a self-important ace-wannabe and act like a king on the second-string team here. A super lame guy. Totally useless. No talent.”
All I could do was stare as the plastic bottle I had been gripping moments before slipped from my hand and rolled onto the ground.
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Damn it, what’s with that guy? He pisses me off, pisses me off, pisses me off!He and the coach continued their conversation behind me, not even realizing I was there.
“First of all, he might have talent, but it’s obvious he hates to practice,” Gouda continued. “He won’t improve like that. He’s coasting on talent alone and has no respect for others, so teamwork will suffer, and the risk of putting us at a numerical disadvantage with warnings or ejections is pretty high. I don’t see him having a positive impact on the team.”
His analysis was much calmer than I expected, which only made me want to scream.
I crushed the plastic bottle under my foot. The remaining liquid shot out from the cap, staining the ground.
“I see your point,” the coach said, “but he certainly does have talent. He was doing quite well against the second-stringers. Can’t we manage by coaching him after he joins? As a diamond in the rough, so to speak.”
“Well, if you say so, Coach, I’ll do what I can… but that type of guy gets defiant right away and skips practice, so he’s bound to hit a wall and stop improving.”
“In that case, it’s his own responsibility,” the coach concluded. “We’ll stick him in the second or third string and let him rot.”
Humiliation, humiliation, humiliation. The word looped endlessly in my mind. I felt like my pride was being crushed under the sole of a shoe like a piece of muddy garbage.
I took out my smartphone and sent a message to Miyuki, my convenient woman number two.
She was sad that we couldn’t go home together today. If I call her, she’ll come running from anywhere. In the first place, that woman’s mental state is already starting to break. All that’s left for her is to cling to a man. According to my plan, she should be crushed by the pressure of self-loathing and self-preservation, and I’ll just use that to my advantage. After all, she’s just my trophy. A beautiful, honor student who’s head over heels for me, willing to do anything. I take pleasure in making her betray that pathetic boyfriend of hers and cling to me, begging, “Please don’t abandon me.”Hey, Miyuki. Can you come out here? Wanna go on a date in Tokyo?The message was marked as read immediately.
Heh, so easy.Yes, I’ll be right there!!Just as I thought. I arranged to meet her at a station near an entertainment district where I could enjoy her body.
To hell with a university like this. It’s fine, I’m sure I have plenty of other offers. For now, I’ll keep the invitation from here on hold and wait for an offer from a university where I can be a starter right away. Then, on a team centered around me, I’ll crush Gouda and get my revenge.I’ll make you regret ever pissing me off! You better be ready.
──Miyuki’s Perspective──
After being called by Senpai, I immediately changed my clothes and prepared to leave.
Given where we were meeting, going in my uniform would probably get me picked up by the police right away. So, I tried to wear clothes that were as mature as possible. Today, a chic navy one-piece dress. This was also something Senpai had taught me.
In the end, I’ve been completely dyed in Senpai’s colors.At school, I pretended to be the serious vice-class president, but inside, I was completely stained. The only thing I was learning was sly knowledge, like how to hang out in the city at night without getting caught.
“Miyuki, where are you going? The sun’s about to set. It’s dangerous for a girl to be out walking around.”
For my secret meetings with Senpai, I always tried my best to choose days when my mother was on night shift. But today was different. I had planned to sneak out as discreetly as possible, but my luck ran out.
I was originally going to refuse his invitation, but with the Eiji incident, my heart was at its breaking point. I wanted to be held by Senpai, even for a little while, just to forget.
“Sorry. Someone I’m indebted to called for me,” I said.
“Miyuki, something’s strange about you. It’s been like this for a while now. Did something happen? Or is it about Eiji-kun…”
The moment Eiji’s name left my mother’s lips, a chill ran through me, as if all the blood in my body had turned to ice.
“Eiji has nothing to do with this!”
I was surprised at myself for raising my voice at my mother. She looked like she was about to cry.
“What’s wrong, suddenly shouting like that?”
“Shut up! I’m a high schooler now, so stop interfering so much!”
I shook off my mother’s clinging arm and stormed out of the entryway. I ran from the house as if escaping, headed for the station, and boarded the train to meet Senpai.
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“Senpai!”
I rushed to the fast-food restaurant in front of the station where we were supposed to meet. Since he had come from practice, he was in a jersey, but it wasn’t a school-issued one. With his large frame, he could pass for a university student. He probably stored his school bag and other things in a coin locker. That was another rule for hanging out in an entertainment district—never carry around bags, uniforms, or jerseys that could identify your school.
“Yo, you were quick,” he said, looking up from what was left of a cheeseburger and fries.
Good. It seems I got here without making him wait too long.“Sorry to have kept you waiting.”
“So, what do you wanna do? Go to an arcade or something?”
I had always been too scared to go near arcades in places like this, but with Senpai to protect me, I felt safe. In that respect, he was different from Eiji; that was his charm.
“That sounds nice, but…”
“Hm?”
He gave me a smile that saw right through everything. I felt my cheeks warm and continued.
“I don’t want to go home today.”
Senpai nodded happily. Luckily, tomorrow was Saturday. Normally there were no classes, though tomorrow was the school-wide mock exam. Still, as Senpai had told me a long time ago, it wasn’t an official school test, so it was okay to skip it. I want to keep falling like this. A thrill of self-punishing pleasure resonated within me.
And so, we went to a hotel.
Once we were in the room, I acted sweet to Senpai. At times like this, he would gently reply, “I love you.” Those words alone were enough to soothe my frayed heart. Happiness. For this one moment, I could forget the guilt, possessiveness, and jealousy I felt towards Eiji.
“Senpai,” I whispered, clinging to him with a syrupy, coquettish voice.
“What is it?”
“Why don’t we skip school together tomorrow? I want to be with you for as long as possible.”
“That sounds good,” he replied, hugging me back with force.
──Somewhere in Tokyo・?’s Perspective──
“Hello, is this the police? Yes, it seems a couple that looks like high school students are staying at a love hotel… isn’t that a problem? Yes, the location is…”
I hang up the phone. With this, Kondo moves one step closer to his ruin.
Let me tell you an old story. I was always a weak man.
I had a childhood friend. Our families were close since kindergarten, and when we were little, she initiated our first kiss. As we grew up and hit puberty, we became conscious of each other and started dating.
Middle school was the happiest time of my life.
I was finally dating my beautiful childhood friend, and I held a faint hope that we would get married after we became adults. I thought a happy future for just the two of us was waiting.
But that was all destroyed in the summer of my second year of middle school. Destroyed by the hand of that detestable Kondo from the soccer club.
Kondo was experienced with women and had a reputation as a playboy even back then. That man took advantage of a rift between us, slipped into the cracks of her heart, and led her to cheat on me.
“That otaku is gross.”
“To think he was my boyfriend is the biggest shame of my life.”
Kondo made my transformed childhood friend say those things to satisfy his own twisted ego. Even now, I think it’s the worst kind of hobby imaginable.
And then, the fateful day came. When her cheating was exposed and I confronted her, she said this to me.
“Don’t get in the way of my happiness. Please, I’m begging you, break up with me.”
The girl who had always smiled so gently at me was now glaring with cold eyes, as if looking at filth. Of course, she was holding onto Kondo’s arm.
“Why? Why? You promised you would marry me!” I begged, crying and throwing away all my pride.
But she just laughed mercilessly and shoved the reality in my face.
“Don’t you get it? I’m head over heels for Kondo-kun now, so I’m breaking up with you! That’s how it is, so just break up with me already. I’m going to be happy with him.”
It was the moment my entire world collapsed. All that remained was my grudge against Kondo.
I stopped going to school, and it took me over two years to return.
I had always been good at studying, and my middle school teachers never gave up on me, so I managed to get into a prestigious prefectural high school. But Kondo and my childhood friend were there too. I heard a rumor that she was quickly dumped by him and had become something of a stalker. I did my best to act like a complete stranger around them.
I wanted to reset my life after entering high school, but even that didn’t go well. The first semester of my first year ended with me just wasting time. I had developed trust issues and couldn’t make any friends.
And then, after the depressing summer vacation of last year—around this time one year ago—I met the person of my destiny.
His name was Aono Eiji. He had apparently been concerned about me, since I’d been all alone since the first semester. We started talking after our seats were moved closer during the seat change after summer vacation.
“Hey, you’re always reading, right?” he’d asked. “I’m in the literature club, so I’m interested. Tell me a book you’d recommend.”
We never hung out after school, but we had common hobbies, and he became the only friend I could talk to casually in the classroom. That alone was enough to help me escape from the colorless world I had been trapped in for years. Talking with him became a catalyst for me to be able to talk to other classmates, and I was finally able to reclaim my lost youth. Aono-kun didn’t seem to realize that he had saved me, but without a doubt, he did.I advanced to the science stream and we ended up in different classes, becoming a little distant, but I always wanted to repay his kindness someday. The reason I’m able to enjoy my high school life now is all thanks to him.
And then, one year after I met him, after this summer vacation, the incident occurred. A rumor that he had been violent towards Amada-san, who was supposed to be his girlfriend, spread through the school, and he became isolated. There was no way my hero would do something so despicable.
When I looked into the rumor, I saw Kondo’s shadow lurking behind Amada-san. I realized it, and finally, I became furious. I couldn’t forgive him for hurting someone precious to me not once, but twice.
“Kondo. You again!”
Filled with rage, I investigated him to find his weakness. Yesterday, I saw him go into Amada-san’s house, but that didn’t mean much. He could probably get away with it by saying he just went over to hang out.
So, I waited for a decisive chance. And it came unexpectedly soon.
The two of them met in a busy district in Tokyo, and I witnessed them entering a love hotel—a place high school students are forbidden to enter, a place whose use by minors is illegal.
I photographed the two of them with my smartphone and immediately reported it to the police.
This should put them in a very tight spot. I’ll develop these photos and send them to the school as well. This evidence should be a game-changer. It’s time to bring down that false king of the soccer club.
From now on, I will execute my own revenge and justice. I pray that Aono-kun’s situation will improve, even if just a little.
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