Chapter 216: What Should We Do Next
A little while later…
"You two disturbing the neighbors like this is really not okay."
"…Yes, I know. We'll definitely be more careful next time."
"And I told you before, you still need to pay attention to school regulations."
"…Yes. It won't happen again. I know I was wrong."
"Also, even though you two are close, Yasui-san, you still need to be more mindful normally."
"Yes, I—"
Makoto finally couldn't take it anymore. Looking at Bamboo Memory, who was trying to look serious but clearly struggling not to laugh, he said resentfully,
"So, Officer Bamboo… could you not look like you're about to burst out laughing?"
"How could that be? I'm conducting this report very normally… pfft—hahahahaha—!"
Under Makoto's gloomy, almost murderous glare, Bamboo Memory finally lost control and burst into loud, hearty laughter.
What happened in the kitchen hadn't just caused Kitasan Black's scream that nearly shattered the heavens—
After throwing the spatula, she had also panicked completely.
In truth, Makoto hadn't suffered any real injury.
After all, he trained regularly and was still young.
Although the spatula had flown at him pretty fast, he hadn't been slow to dodge either.
Unfortunately, the soundproofing of the small apartment wasn't very good, it's definitely not enough to block out all that commotion.
So, not knowing what was happening but acting out of concern, several nearby neighbors decisively called the police.
When the dispatch center received a report about a "suspicious individual possibly harassing an Umamusume living alone," they reacted quickly and immediately sent the nearest officer to investigate.
And coincidentally enough, that officer was Bamboo Memory.
When she first got the order over the radio, Bamboo Memory had been completely baffled.
After all, the physical difference between humans and Umamusume was huge, no sane person would go out of their way to provoke the latter.
In fact, ever since the "Umamusume Police Officer" policy had been gradually implemented, public safety everywhere had improved significantly.
Something as bold as "harassing an Umamusume" was practically unheard of.
After confirming the address and the supposed "incident location," Bamboo Memory felt even more incredulous, almost amused.
Wasn't that address… Makoto's place?
No way…?
The guy usually seemed so normal and reliable, there's no way he'd do something that ridiculous… right?
In Bamboo Memory's impression, Makoto had always been a serious, responsible, and polite trainer.
Not to mention their two previous meetings—each time he'd left her with a very good impression.
Later, after asking around a bit, she'd found that he really was conscientious and reliable. From planning training schedules to daily care, every detail was handled properly.
Especially recently, after leading Kitasan Black to victory in the Kikuka Sho, this young man could practically be called a rising star among trainers.
Bamboo Memory also knew quite a few people working at the URA Association. Many of Tracen Academy's staff were either her seniors or juniors.
From what she'd heard through those channels, at the year-end industry awards ceremony, Makoto was very likely to win the "Best New Trainer" award.
With all those impressions and his reputation, Bamboo Memory hadn't believed the report at all, at least not until she knocked on the door.
But after opening it and seeing Makoto's stunned expression, then briefly questioning him and realizing it was just a misunderstanding…
That disbelief had now turned into barely suppressed laughter.
"Hahaha~ o-okay, okay… I'll stop laughing. Laughing this much is tiring too. If I keep going, the neighbors are going to complain about me instead."
Still under Makoto's resentful glare, Bamboo Memory finally managed to stop laughing.
Makoto rubbed his temples and sighed.
"No need to wait for the neighbors to complain. I want to file a complaint right now about a certain officer maliciously mocking an innocent victim…"
"Don't be so strict, Yasui-san. We're basically friends, right? Just let me off this once."
Casually acting familiar with him, Bamboo Memory then looked around curiously.
"By the way… where's Kita-chan? I laughed so loudly just now… she should've heard it. Did she already leave?"
It's because you laughed so loudly that she's even more embarrassed to come out…
Rubbing his throbbing forehead, Makoto shot Bamboo Memory a helpless look and glanced toward the tightly shut kitchen door.
He had absolutely never expected something like calling the police would happen.
But setting aside Bamboo Memory's excessive laughter, the whole thing really was just a misunderstanding.
So after inviting her in, he hadn't thought much of it and simply explained everything in a few sentences.
Probably because she knew his character, aside from laughing at how ridiculous it was, Bamboo Memory hadn't suspected anything strange.
Still… thinking about it carefully, some of what she'd said before bursting out laughing was true.
No matter what, Kitasan Black was still a girl, while he was a hot-blooded young man about to turn nineteen.
Training was one thing—some physical contact during that was only natural and nothing to worry about.
But in daily life, walking out to meet a girl wearing nothing but underwear… that really was his fault.
And because of that, Kitasan Black was obviously extremely embarrassed, maybe even a little angry.
In short, from her swinging the spatula at him, to anxiously checking that he wasn't hurt, to realizing again that he was only wearing underwear, to finally shoving him out of the kitchen and locking the door…
Kitasan Black had stayed inside the kitchen the entire time and hadn't come out once.
So… what should he do now?
Staring at the tightly shut kitchen door from the corner of his eye, Makoto's headache only worsened.
"Oh, she's in the kitchen, huh…"
Noticing his gaze, Bamboo Memory glanced toward the kitchen and nodded thoughtfully, then straightened up.
"Then leave it to me to handle."
Makoto looked at her in surprise.
"You…?"
"Hey, hey, don't give me that look. What happened earlier… I just thought it was too funny, that's all."
The corners of her mouth twitched briefly, but she quickly composed herself.
"Anyway, I used to be on the academy's disciplinary committee."
"These kinds of awkward situations—no matter how much the school rules emphasize things, even with special ethics evaluations—it still happens occasionally."
"Training contracts usually last three years. Spending that much time together day and night, one or two embarrassing incidents are bound to occur."
"If I had to say anything…"
"It's just that you were a bit careless, Yasui-san. In principle the academy probably won't blame you, but I bet Teio will definitely remind you personally."
"Also, since I responded to the call, I'll make sure the report clearly explains everything."
"As for the rest…"
Standing up, Bamboo Memory gave him a reassuring smile and patted his shoulder.
"I know you didn't do it on purpose, so don't worry too much."
"I'll go comfort Kita-chan and explain things to her. Just leave it to me."
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