Chapter 17

Pranks. 2006/03/21 17:14 Y-ko simply loves BL games, novels, and manga. It’s almost shameful how much she loves them. For a time, she even brought large quantities of her BL materials to keep at my house, along with her usual assortment of shjo manga. But. I am still a college student. It’s quite normal for my friends to gather over at my place. What would my college friends think if they saw these BL goods stacked around the place? “Y-you read this stuff, dude…?” I can see it already. Terrified of this horrifying prospect, I enacted a ban on any BL-related materials within the apartment and carried out a stringent eradication of the same. As a result, I was able to avoid the possibility of having my personal reputation ruined in the eyes of my friends, and the peace of my household was upheld. Since then, none of Y-ko’s BL goods have infiltrated my domicile. I was able to invite company into my home without the fear of slander or insult. … For a time. But I was naive. I was so naive. And you cannot be naive with Y-ko. Y-ko uses my computer freely and without supervision. Since I had forbid her to bring in BL stuff, she began the habit of using my computer to surf the Web whenever she was bored. By failing to monitor her habits, I soon discovered that she left a trail of ridiculous search results. “**-uke”“**-seme” And that was only the beginning. When things got really bad… “bleeeep”“blee-bleeep” And not only that, but the kind of results that would typically be not only bleeped out, but struck through. Therefore, I’ve gotten into a habit of checking my Internet history whenever I boot up my computer and start up the Internet browser. I also have to check my favorites listing once a week. The list usually starts off with the weather forecast, but sometimes when I visit the first link in the list, I find myself being greeted by a topless young man instead. When I saw that a site labeled “cake recipes” was added to my favorites, I opened it thinking, “Are you actually going to bake me a cake, Y-ko?” Instead, I was treated to men locked in a writhing embrace. I’ll never forget the despair I felt at that moment. You get the idea. My concentration was entirely focused on my computer. But. Just recently, when I was doing some studying for class, I needed to check something within the Six Codes of Japanese law. Normally, when studying, I go to my large textbooks, but on a whim, I decided to pull out my pocket edition instead. For a pocket edition, it’s actually rather large—not a size you could actually fit into your pocket. The books come in a case, too. I walked over to the bookshelf and pulled out the pocket edition of the Six Codes. Nice and light. So much more handy to carry. As I turned the case over to shake the contents out… Roy x Ed Boy’s School Love Academy Heaven BE x BOY GOLD … Yes, I see. And what happened to what actually belongs in there?