"Uh-huh. Orange for the torch Kota feels strange..."
New Year's Eve. All we had to do was wait for the new year.
Future plans include returning to the other side on the day of the year. It seems that both Amelia and Senior Rebecca have gatherings in the nobility early in the New Year.
On the other hand, I don't have any plans, so I can stay at home a little longer, but I plan to return as I send the two of them.
When we talked about this, I thought Stella would be a little sad... but she wasn't.
Now dinner is over, and the four of us are in the torch, but Stella was studying for next year's entrance exam. Next door is Senior Rebecca, who teaches me to study clearly.
Stella is often good at moving her body and doesn't seem to like studying or anything like that. But actually, I can study quite a bit.
Because it is the master's teachings, and the area is thorough. He said, "You can't use all sorts of magic on fools."
"So, this is..."
"Hmm. I see..."
And because I'm seriously interacting, Amelia and I do each one of our favorite things to stay out of the way.
Even so, Amelia keeps eating the orange on her desk puckering as she stretches her body silly.
Wouldn't you be fat if you ate that much? I know that I want to say that I should never talk about age and weight to women.
The last few days. I thought with Amelia and Senior Rebecca, Senior Rebecca hasn't changed that much.
He's a great senior who's as sophisticated and attentive as usual.
Speaking of Amelia, is this always the case at home? Or are you getting hit by the magic of this torch, it's so relaxing.
That's a good thing, but seeing Amelia like that was fresh, so it was just a little funny.
……
And speaking of me, I'm reading alone. I was actually going to read it alone in my own room, but I'm here because of the fact that we're all going to be together in the new year's time.
"Phew."
Leak your voice and close the book with a pattan.
"Ray. Have you finished reading?
"Ah."
"Yes. Then I'll give you an orange"
Orange to give you a soothing. My parents had oranges like mountains because of the gift. Now, Amelia is consuming it.
She carefully strips each and every orange and puts it on the plate.
That's exactly what craftsmanship should be called.
More than that, there's always so much orange in between?
A closer look also seemed to be handed out to Stella and Senior Rebecca, who were talking about Pacri and it as they studied.
"Thank you. Still, that's surprising."
"What?
"That's what Amelia's like when she's at home."
To put it that way, I drop potatoes and oranges. When I looked closely, my face was sassy and bright blue.
"What's up?
"Uh... you're not? You mean you're not usually this neat, or more dignified?
"No, do you need majesty when you're at home"
"I need it! So, that... nothing... Yes, torch! Bad torch!
I start to say things that are disjointed, but is it illuminating? As far as I'm concerned, she looks adorable, so I hope so.
"Oh. That's an interesting story."
Apparently, the two of you are finished studying, and Senior Rebecca enters the conversation. Speaking of Stella, she was squeaking "I'm tired..." and putting her head on her desk.
"Senior Rebecca is always right for you, isn't she?"
"Right. It's like this at home."
"Ugh... it's kind of like I'm not the only one... whoa!
I swell my cheeks busty, and I get stubborn. Nothing bad, I'm not saying...
"Amelia. I'm not saying it's bad, I mean fresh. She's cute, too."
""... or adorable!!?
For some reason, the two voices overlap. Amelia understands, but why is Senior Rebecca in such a hurry?
"But maybe Ray likes someone who wants to take care of you a little bit?
"Nothing. It means it was good to see something different."
"Was it"
Are you horrified, Senior Rebecca stroking your chest down.
Amelia looks like a winner in contrast. Seeing that, Senior Rebecca stares at Amelia, but she says, "Huh!" and he was stretching his chest.
afterwards.
Keep eating oranges as the four of us warm with a torch. That's already, indifferently.
"Right. Me, I'll definitely be in college next year. Hey!
Stella laughs at Nico and she says that. That is, of course, a matter of finality. There's no way Stella's going to fail.
"Oh, it's only natural that Stella should be admitted."
"Eh heh. Now you and your brother can see each other anytime!
"Hehe. I'm looking forward to it."
All right, all right, I'll stroke Stella's head.
"I thought it might come as a surprise that Ray looked like that"
"Right. Because Mr. Ray always has a cool impression."
"Maybe, like, vulnerable to younger people?
"What... wouldn't that put us at a considerable disadvantage?
"Wow, I'm the same age, so safe! Senior Rebecca is out!
"Hey!? That's too much. Ugh!
Apparently the two of us were talking amicably again. I was obsessed with stroking Stella and I didn't hear much voice, but it's a good thing we're close.
And finally, the time is 23: 50.
In just enough time, the year will dawn.
"Again. Thanks for all the help this year. Thanks."
Keep your head down.
That was an honest thought. I really took care of a lot of people this year. And I'm glad we can make it past the year together.
"I've taken care of Ray, too. Nice to see you again."
"Neither do I. Thank you so much for all your help, Ray."
"Huh! I'm gonna take care of a lot of you next year, too! Nice to meet you, brother!
Smile at the words.
That's how I finally get into the countdown. Stella had brought a watch to her desk and was staring at it and into the countdown.
"Five, four, three, two, one. ─ Happy dawn!
"Happy dawn!
Once again, the voices of all overlap.
Finally dawn. Well, what year will this be?
Stella enters school and we advance to sophomore year. And Senior Rebecca will be the fourth-grader, the most advanced student.
I'm sure this year, it's going to be more fun than last year.
"Thank you again this year. Gentlemen."
"Nice to see you again this year."
"Nice to meet you!! No! No!
Three smiles go into sight. Plus, my parents in the living room were smiling, and I was looking forward to seeing how this one was doing.
"Ah. Again, nice to see you again this year"
The year has dawn. I've never felt anything special about that before. I have never been particularly conscious of my military years or the period of time I am curing.
I'm just running out of time. It was just that feeling.
I don't know how. This year, what makes you feel so special?
That must be a sign that I've changed...
I didn't think it would change.
This world remains ugly, and I always thought I was in it.
But as the world changes, so do people. I think I've learned something in the past year called such a natural change.
What year will this be?
Maybe it's hard, it's fun, it's a lot of stuff.
But there's only one thing I think… I definitely expect to live in college this year.