I Became a Supporting Character in an N*R Manga

12 – A mistreated manager and a troubled prince – 2

During lunch, I was called by Aoi to explain the manager’s duties. I heard that there will be a lot of things that will have to be called out often during lunchtime in the future. Are you not eating properly? She greeted her after school with a feeling that her hardships were open to the public.

She entered the stale room and greeted her cheerfully. Inside are several members and Sayoko.

“Hello! I hope to go along well!”

“……… Joy.”

Sayoko clicked her tongue and walked past me and left her room.

The rest of the members smiled awkwardly and nodded or hesitated to reply.

Is it because the vice-captain is like that, so the rest of the team members can’t treat me that well?

I listened while being guided by Aoi during lunchtime. Actually, the 1st and 2nd graders seem to be quite happy to see the manager come in.

Because I took turns taking care of that troublesome task until the manager arrived. These members are not enough even if they spend time practicing and self-management. There were more than one or two members who were suffering from all sorts of troublesome tasks that required them to use their brains rather than their bodies.

“Ah, Minsu. I wish you well. I’m sorry I made you work right away, but would you like to go to the cheerleading club? I think I will have to adjust it because my practice time overlaps tomorrow.”

Aoi at least greeted me and told me what to do. That’s how my first day as a manager began. I had to communicate with other departments as well as adjust practice time and schedule, and during practice time, there were times when people measured records instead because there was not enough human hands.

So the horse is the manager, should I say he is in charge of all sorts of chores?

“What? Man?”

We met at the playground during practice time.

The track and field department of private Sakuraba Academy is prestigious. He had good results in various competitions and was gathering expectations. Coach and advisor to the track and field team. The physical education teacher, Masao Suda, looked me over with a very disapproving look. From top to bottom.

“Who got permission and chose the manager on their own?! Aoi, is it you?”

“Ah…… No… that is….”

The head is bald and the stomach is exposed. I wanted to know how to become a physical education teacher with such a big belly, but this was also the setting of a cartoon.

“Sayoko! Come over here for a second!”

Sayoko, who was helping her members stretch from afar, walks over with a calm expression.

“Takase and I decided to discuss. No matter how much I search, there is no female student who wants to become a manager….”

“No matter how you do it, can you pick one without my permission? Uh?”

“…… Sorry.”

The top and bottom clothes unique to the athletic club? Is it like a piece of sh*t?

However, I wonder if it’s okay to be that brutal.

“Sheesh… hey. Manager.”

“… Yes.”

I was annoyed, but I couldn’t express it openly. I forced a fake smile. I don’t know if the skills I learned in my social life will be useful.

“After practice, follow me to my private teacher’s office later.”

“Yes… ! I look forward to!”

Keep your hips down. Ignoring me, he left.

I raised my body and looked at it. Sayoko was glaring at Suda’s back with her fierce eyes.

This is true. It didn’t seem easy.

After finishing her training support for the track and field team, as well as all sorts of errands and chores, she was taken to Suda’s private teacher’s room and ordered to clean it.

Managers say it’s something they do every day, and Suda arrogantly ordered the cleaning, as if it were very natural. Empty the ashtray, sweep the broom, empty the trash can.

I don’t know why a manager has to do such a thing, but I’ve already made up my mind. Even when he was at the company, he was in charge of all sorts of instructions and errands to his boss outside of work. Remembering that time, I obediently washed the ashtray, but other managers who came to the track and field club with aspirations would not want to do such a thing.

It was natural for Hyeonta to ask why I had to clean the office of an advisor teacher whose personality and character I didn’t like.

But for me, this was a perfect opportunity.

I took advantage of the absence of Suda and looked through his desk and drawers. Nothing particularly noteworthy, but I wasn’t looking for anything in particular.

It must be difficult to install cctv.

I looked around and found a good space to use.

Suda was highly praised for leading the track and field team so far, and had a private teaching room that was used only by himself. He was a vicious teacher who called female students to this place and molested them if he wanted to catch something.

And now, there was a student who was looking for an opportunity.

I am trying to prepare in advance for that time that has yet to come. Opening the window and sticking the cell phone recorder in was due to coincidence.

Now I need something more specific. Find a good place to hide your tape recorder or camera.

After cleaning, I reported to Suda and returned to the club room.

When I came in so exhausted, the members had already left school. After school, I practice, and when the time is up, I go home. The members’ schedule was simple, but the manager was not.

While I was sitting down and sighing, the door to the insolvent room opened.

“Ah… Are you still here?”

It was Sayoko.

After changing into her school uniform, she closed the door when she realized that there was no one in her room but me.

…… Hopefully I won’t get beaten up.

No matter how much NTR is dealt with, it won’t go that far.

As I was looking at Sayoko, forgetting what I had been doing, she said, crossing her arms.

“I have a training camp and a competition at the end of this month.”

“Ah… yes.”

“Investigate all the members, order uniforms that fit the size, and arrange accommodations before the date.”

“……… All right.”

I heard that for the first time today.

Isn’t the task given to the manager on the first day excessive?

“Take it this week and report it to me. Don’t forget to bring your receipt.”

“Yes.”

The door slams shut with a bang.

Finally left alone, I sat down and hung my head.

It was a lot more work than I thought.

If I were an ordinary student, I would have quit long ago. Those who just expected the role of goodwill to support the members were of course frightened and ran away.

Or maybe it’s just because I’m doing the hard work.

I would have collapsed long ago if I hadn’t had the experience of working overtime as a slave to death at a company before entering this world.

Thanks to that, my body was tired, but my mind was able to hold on. Compared to my old boss, this level of grunting and scolding isn’t a big deal.

It’s not to the extent that a hole is drilled on the top.

I got up and tried to take out the file with the schedule written on it from the drawer. It was late in the evening when all the other students, as well as the track and field team, were dismissed. The sunset is setting outside the window.

When I casually looked at the sky outside the window and looked down at the playground below, my eyes stopped in one place.

“……… Takase….”

Eri was there.

Running on the playground.

Is it private practice?

To such a late hour?

I stared blankly at that figure without realizing it.

Pausing, she caught her breath, wiped the sweat from her brow, and looked around her. There couldn’t be anyone The only one left on the playground is Eri Takase.

Knowing that she was alone, she continued to run.

I sat down and took care of the rest of my work.

***

“……… Huh?”

When she opened the door to her room and saw me, she frowned.

“What? Junior, what are you doing staying until this time?”

“A manager’s job.”

“I don’t think I have to do anything until this late.”

There are plenty if you look for it

Same thing with the job that Sayoko had entrusted to me earlier.

Her liver pulled out her can of coffee from her fridge and held it out to her.

“Here.”

“……… ….”

“Black. Do you hate it?”

Takase accepted the can with a strange expression that she didn’t know how to accept.

She likes black coffee. And she especially had her favorite canned coffee.

“…… Thank you.”

Because the junior I met yesterday became the first manager and handed it to me.

Sometimes I couldn’t seem to figure out whether I should like it or be wary of it.

“The battery training still has a long way to go.”

Takase looked at me while researching related schedules and said.

“…… It’s better to do it in advance.”

“There is no point in staying until this late. Come on, let’s go to school. Juniors.”

“What about seniors?”

“I was about to do this too.”

She was dressed in gym clothes and tied her bag which had been hung on her chair.

“…… Didn’t you hear me?”

Takase said as he looked at me as I sat down and continued to work.

“Ah…… I still have are you okay. You can go first.”

This kind of work is a daily routine for a slave who works overtime.

I can’t count the number of times I worked until the last train stopped and left with dead eyes. But now it didn’t work. This much is unstoppable.

“……… Ha.”

I heard the sound of a chair being dragged.

When she raised her head, Takase was sitting across from her, sipping her coffee.

“Senior?”

“How can I, as the captain, leave my teammates behind and go first?”

“Not even the boss… Even if you really go first, I….”

Takase crossed her arms and stared at me.

I bowed my head silently in the atmosphere that no further answer was allowed.

She sips a can of coffee, and I take care of the rest.

“Do you always practice alone until late at night like this?”

Embarrassed to spend that time silently, I spoke quietly.

“Not always. Only on days when I feel good.”

That wouldn’t be okay.

As far as I know, she… Athletics department….

No, I don’t care.

In the first place, my goal was to connect Eri Takase with Yuuki Yuuki.

It’s good to gain trust, but don’t become more friendly than necessary.

But what would you do if it happened to you like Haruna?

If you fall in love with me.

After thinking that far, I put my head on top of the paperwork.

“Huh? What’s going on, junior-kun?”

“Ah… no. It’s nothing.”

Does that make sense?

Haruna’s case was just a special case.

The reason you’re worried about getting close is because you can’t fall for me.

He became a very popular man.

To the subject of a supporting actor and manager, who had only been teased until recently.

I pretended to be calm while admonishing myself like that.

When she raised her head at the gaze she suddenly felt, Takase, who was holding her chin, was staring at her.

“……… I, senior.”

“Yes. Why?”

“If you look at me like that, I can’t concentrate.”

“Ah… sorry.”

She smiled lightly as she set down her can of coffee.

“It’s amazing. I was watching without even realizing it.”

“…… Who?”

“You.”

“…… I’m just an ordinary high school student.”

I spoke like a main character with some special ability, but in my case, it was literal. Nothing special I possessed it, but the target was Ban’s supporting character. There are no apps or superpowers.

“Is that so?”

Even while giggling, Takase didn’t take his eyes off me.