100 Things I Don’t Know About My Senior

Friday.

of the Cultural Festival, the student council offering - that is, the preparation of the bazaars - was disconnected.

In the first place, there is no reason to take the time to prepare for the bazaar. Line up your desk, avoid your chair, and your accounting space (they'll take turns going in. shift was well organized) and I lined up wondering if I could really sell this item my father and brother offered me,... that's about it.

It was all over, so I tried to go home. Trying to get home, speaking of which, I stopped for a moment wondering if I could go check out the art department where my junior is.

Looking back and trying to get back to the school building, I noticed a serious problem.

That's right.

The classroom the art department uses, you don't know.

I don't have enough vitality to look around.

I got out of the festival air and started walking towards the station.

Night came, morning came.

November 25th, Cultural Festival Day has arrived.

The art department to which I belong (activities, not at all…) will hold exhibitions of the works produced by its members.

Honestly, it must be unpopular. Glamour, or gorgeous, is not bright enough. There's not much conversation, either. You'll be done watching. I'm just so glad you came into the classroom.

In the first place, the Ministry of Culture has many places where there are few people. Naturally, the art department is no exception, which means it's understaffed. Me, the ghost member, was also assigned the role of turning exhibition classes.

On the morning of the first day of the Cultural Festival, from 9: 00 until just after noon, I was in the classroom with Senior Otsuka (who finally gave me his name).

In the end, I came to school at the same time as yesterday. Of course, it's fine if you're full. That guy said he was coming to school after noon. It's the only way.

"Good Morning"

Senior Otsuka was already here when I set up a lot yesterday and went into the classroom where my illustrations were embellished with oil paintings, sculptures and mixed with them.

"Oh, Rice Mountain. You're here."

"Regards"

"Well, because not many people came last year either. Let's take it easy."

"Oh, yes."

Seniors and see what I can do.

Essentially, an exhibit watch. They talk to each other as they see how things go if anyone is interested.

"It's 9: 00. We're starting a cultural festival right now."

The on-campus broadcast came in and the cultural festival began.

You see, the customers come in, but they leave right after a zooming view.

"Hmmm......"

It's already been an hour since it started.

That's it for me, but I kind of miss seeing the work of other people in the art department and ending it.

"Well, I guess this is it"

I had a slightly sarcastic voice, full of spines, as if I had seen through such thoughts.

"Shut up, sir"

What, that?

"Hmm? Shen Pai? Why are you here?

Before me, sitting in the corner of the classroom, I was standing full of spines.

I got a little carried away, so I'll re-compartmentalize it.

Kohon.

"It's 'A Question of the Day'. Senpai, why are you here?

I thought I was confused, and then I tried to stare at this one and hit the question.

Or the question I ask you is why. Isn't that what you didn't do?

... well, okay.

"After this, you're the bazaar clerk. Come a little early, then."

Hey, there are times when you wanted to see your junior painting here.

"Is that all?

Grunt.

I won't lie, I can't delude you more than I promise.

"And then I tried to see what your junior painting looked like."

"Why gaze from the top"

"You're in the art department."

"It's a ghost, though."

"I'm not proud to say..."

Well, it's a good thing my questions have flown away.

"So, which one is your junior painting?

"You'll see, this is it"

There was obviously one, floating illustration, right near the junior sitting.

There's only one digital illustration, even though it's all about oil paintings and watercolors at best.

It's a painting in the sea.

Two Harrison bongs swim through the southern sea, where there are many Eda corals and table corals. Why, I wonder if it's Harrison Bonn on purpose. No, because I said so. There will be as many other clean fish as there are choo-choo.

One crack of Harrison bong was pure white and the other was soaked yellow.

I wonder which is which. I put a scratch on what I'm thinking to myself for thinking that.

"Sempa, you know"

Hence, sounding the sound, the junior rose from the chair where she sat.

"Don't look so"

"What?"

"Because it's cute."

It's such a rip-off that you can see your paintings carefully.

Until now, I've only published what I drew online, so I didn't know.

"No, you drew it to show your ex, fine."

"Thank you. You can go home now."

I pushed and pushed my shen-full back and kicked him out of the classroom.

No, you. Hey, he did something about it, but I decided not to care.

Senior Otsuka spoke to me when I returned to my original position.

Words echo in a classroom without visitors.

"I think that's what it's like to show people your work"

That kind of thing, what is it?

What is it, what is it?

With this in mind, the time for a change has come. Now I'm acquitted. I'm sure you won't be coming to the art department until next year's cultural festival season.

Okay. I'm free, so - I'm full. But, do you want to go?

The student council bazaar, and the classroom that was on the guide, was on the top floor of the school building.

Why, where there are so few people like this.

While, when I opened the torso, I was sitting right next to him.

"No, you. Why are you here?" A Question of the Day ""

All of a sudden they ask me questions and I'm a little confused about how to answer them.

But basically, it's the only way to answer the truth.

"Because it's full of shen"

"Hey, what do you mean?"

"I thought something funny might happen."

"Nothing..."

It looks like a bazaar, so naturally there is a product.

I went around, but, uh, what is it?

"You're all crap"

"They said the neighbors came first thing in the morning and bought them all."

"I see."

Then maybe not many people will come to this classroom anymore.

Enough with the shen, we're going to have a chat.