100 Things I Don’t Know About My Senior

"Shh!

The Third Holiday came to an end in no time.

Yeah. I don't think it could have been very meaningful. I had to clean up my homework for now, but other than that, I only remember shooting, arguing and hitting Shake carelessly. Bytes!

"See. Sempa? You must be hearing me.

Monday, usually told "Don't Come," is the only time this week I'm "Don't Go," and instead I sleep watching Tuesday get desperately rejected, and when I realize it's already morning.

I read an article that says I sleep better, but somewhere, as I get older, I get worse at sleeping. I mean, you're going to sleep worse or wake up more at night, and you're not going to sleep better?

In short, the only time you can fully devour a comfortable sleep is when you are young. That's how I excused myself, but I couldn't get away from the futon this morning when my wake started ringing. I didn't want to leave, it was too strong.

"Turn around quickly. Pretty junior waiting for you, huh?

Nevertheless, I am one of the people who make up society. I know about the deadline, and on my fifth snooze, I just got up in the mood, made a quick run, poured coffee into my stomach, and came to the nearest station.

For once, I have a glimmer of anticipation that juniors are losing interest from me in three holidays.

"Senpai!

Well, such convenient expectations were smashed early and shattered.

I can't help it. Look back, say hello.

"Oh, good morning"

My junior's face, which I feel like I haven't seen in a long time, seemed startled for some reason.

"... good morning?

"Why Doubtful Shapes"

A train slipped into the platform at the same time I slammed into it in a whisper.

Three holidays, too, are over.

There were days when I couldn't move because of the typhoon, but, well overall, I guess it was plentiful.

I've been chasing around for the past few days, but today, at the same time as usual, I came to the station scrubbing my eyes to sleep. Have you given up on running away from me already?

... Although I'm not aware that you're chasing around a bit too much. If I don't do this, I'm sure it's full of spines, so I think the contact will fade at some point.

Well, fine.

I was a little happier than that.

Oh, my God. He said hello to me. At the morning station. It's the first time.

I was a little surprised, though, because I never thought that those communal obstacles would greet me from myself.

"Eh heh. What's the wind blowing, Sempa? Could you have liked me?

"What?"

Even today I stand leaning by the door, by the edge of my seat. You're grabbing the railing that popped up at the edge of your seat.

Was there any change of heart that brought me to this position without saying anything?

"No, you're not in love, are you?

They gave it back to me with a straight face. I guess I'm not used to this kind of topic because my eyes are swimming a little, even though it's tight around my lips.

I smile a little and go on.

"Then why again?"

"What?

"You don't have to do anything to get close to me, you just look like you can talk to me and you turn around."

Without even taking out the book. Really, what happened?

And I asked him, and he sighed one loud sigh.

"I thought about it three holidays, playing games"

Doesn't it get too cluttered while playing games? In the first place, what kind of game do you play, this guy? Keep it on the "To Ask List".

"He comes after me anyway, even when he runs around, and he ends up caught where he squeezes his wisdom. Then it would be beneficial for both of us to stop running and hiding and just deal with it."

"I see. It's great. So you've had a lot of conversation with me!

"No, not the one..."

Of course, I dare pretend I'm bending.

"If that's the case, I'll talk to you carefully."

"So..."

"So here's the question for today. Um, what is it like in" Means of Communication Using Sempa Most Frequently, "account information that ensures that you can get in touch with the Sempa individual!

The junior laughed with pleasure and asked a question tied to the bee (?) thrown at me.

Well, almost 100%, I guess what she wants is my LINE account. When it comes to smartphone means of communication, it's popular at the same level. I guess you didn't put out the word "LINE" directly just in case I didn't sign up for LINE.

I also have a group of classes, a group of student associations and a group of librarians as a whole, so there's nothing I haven't registered.

Hmm. If I taught you what LINE is, it could even be shredded until the weekend, my last resting place.

I just want to fight this out thoroughly... but I guess it's no use anyway.

Nevertheless, I don't like to give it to you irresistibly.

Ah. Right.

All right.

Maybe I can get one of these from her.

"Hey. Can I ask you a question first?

If you're going to give me your contact information anyway, I don't need to ask for her account information. Let me use today's right to the question as interesting.

Would you have kept your mouth shut for about 5 seconds? It was more my physical feeling, but that's fine.

He asked me if I could return a question to my question. However, I don't mind the order of the questions, the order of the conversations, or anything like that because I don't pack them in detail.

When I gave my permission, only the right cheek full of spinach lifted up.

"Which is better to answer honestly or what you might want?

Huh?

What I want will always be LINE account information. I asked the question with the intent, and I'm sure it's conveyed in full.

But, and the honest answers are different?

What do you mean, I don't know.

"Look at this."

What I've been showing you is a smartphone setup screen.

"Battery usage" appears on the top of the screen.

Oh, it's confusing. It's confusing.

I feel kind of good to finally get him out of this junior year in earnest.

"I can see on this screen how much time I've spent using that app in the last seven days."

The brilliant letters on the screen above my palm proved that my LINE usage time was one-tenth of that on Twitter.

"I don't really use LINE, do I?"

Yes. In a smartphone (...), I don't use LINE that long. At least, I am.

I don't even have a fire conversation enough to keep it up all the time (if it's so urgent, I'll make a call, and if it isn't, I'll use my computer. flick input is a hassle), if you just sporadically return it, the startup time of your smartphone's app doesn't extend that much.

Twitter, by contrast, is an SNS that often looks at the timeline in a bluff. If it's startup time, LINE doesn't make sense to lose.

I don't know how often to use it on the computer in the house, so the details are in the box, but now I just need to get out of this woman.

"Come on, which way?

Exactly, it was unexpected.

Except for games and such, I didn't know there were high school students where LINE wasn't in # 1 startup time...... the world is a huge one.

No, is it narrow? Such a special student is the same nearest station as me.

"Do you honestly tell me which one I choose?

"Hmm? Oh. I'll teach you."

Oh. Surprisingly sweet.

"In LINE, then"

"That's cluttered. Hey. Here."

I've been pointing the QR code at this one at the same time as I respond. I thought you were still manipulating something, so you were ready for that...

"Sempa, please brighten the screen. I can't read it."

"Hmm? Uh, seriously. Sorry."

It looks like it's all around ready, and I still don't seem to be paying enough attention, this senpai.