100 Things I Don’t Know About My Senior

"Good morning, Sempa"

"Morning."

At home in the morning, say hello to the junior.

... Something just feels a little less tense. I feel dark.

"Is that it?"

"What's up?"

Junior peeked this one in, then twisted his neck.

"Sempa, there was nothing wrong with you?

"What are you talking about?

After she blinked her eyes, she slipped her gaze a lot.

"Fine, then."

"What the hell is that?"

"It's nothing, Sempa"

The train came, and the carrot sounded, and the door opened pussy and boarded.

Junior in her usual position, uh, sighed.

Yeah.

I don't know if it's intentional or not, but when I'm made that explicit, I still really care about this one.

"So, what is it, Master Makoto?"

Well, I don't have an in-laws to ask you straight, so this is the way I'm gonna put it.

"Nothing."

"Can you tell me?

"It's disrespectful and rude."

I don't think I have to say that directly.

"You're just being polite."

"It doesn't look good on me. atmosphere and"

"What is that? So, what was it?

"I won't tell."

Uh, no, I got it.

"It's a question of the day. Just tell me what you tried to say as soon as you met me."

I thought it was going to make it look good. Hey. I just got the train.

But you couldn't. They asked me right. In The Question of the Day.

"Erm..."

"What?"

"I mean, Sempa, you really don't get anything?

I don't think I'm the only one involved in this.

I'm sure it's full. So you haven't noticed. Probably.

"What, did I do something wrong?

"Me, or me, or us,"

"Huh?"

I notice my words are supposed to be very toothless.

Well, it's not a big deal. Let's just say it quickly.

"You know,"

"Yeah."

"Tell a friend, 'I've got a boyfriend! Congratulations!!'"

That too, with a full smile. I wonder what a laugh that was.

"Ha... Huh?

Okay, well. I look forward to hearing from you and your response.

Yesterday was the first class day since the Cultural Festival ended. In other words, I guess it was also the first day after the cultural festival when everyone in the class got together to tell rumors and stuff.

Hmm.

"I have a boyfriend," I don't care what you think. Somewhere at the cultural festival. Suspicious, like, an octopus stall, but I don't care who did it anymore. That's...

In the first place, is it true that I'm her counterpart? From there first.

This guy's fine. He's cheating on people.

"Congratulations on that one. What kind of person are they?

Junior drops his shoulder, ha.

"They saw us at a cultural festival together."

"Heh."

"We were together to go to every booth, and at lunch we were 'ahem' each other's Russian octopus roasts,"

So from an objective point of view, what does it have to do with me and my juniors?

Does it look like that kind of relationship, maybe? On the contrary, I'm sure I see it in that relationship at about 80%.

"Ho."

Even though I knew, I dared pretend I didn't know.

I'm sure juniors even find out you're pretending to be like that.

"By the way."

She peeks into my eyes.

"He's in front of me right now."

"Heh."

"No, just react a little bit more, please."

"Sorry, I didn't know how to react"

Hey, what - should I have said something?

"Well, that's good"

Pu, and the junior laughed.

"Are you sure?"

"Oh, that's not really what they said, is it?"

"Yeah."

"I'm sure you just haven't noticed. It's rumored."

"It wasn't a cocktail party effect, was it?

Even in the noise, you can hear your name a lot, right?

Tighten your cheeks, which were naturally corny, and ask them all.

"If you weren't okay, what would you do?

"When it comes to"

I got a little nervous, as a koho, and then I'll go on.

"It's 'A Question of the Day'. If there's a whole lot of talk about me hanging out with her, what can you do about her?

Sempa, like she's in trouble, she's wearing her head off with me.

"Hmm. Well, you just have to deny it. I'm the student chairman."

Yes. That's what you're all about, isn't it?

"Hey, I knew it. As a student chairman, yes. Well, we have to set an example for all students, so we have to follow the rules. No paedophilia."

I'm going to take this far very seriously, and I'm going to turn my back on you.

Keep your voice down, I heard this.

"Even I want to amend it."

I heard it, but it sounds interesting, so I'll pretend I didn't hear it on the train.

"Huh?"

"Yes. That's it."

Keep your left ear close to the one full and try again.

"What is it?

"Nothing."

The position was just the exact opposite, which is kind of funny.

"Tell me"

"I'm not telling you anymore."

My eyes will never match mine, as long as I have only slightly reddened my face. But I never got tired of just observing that move.