Let's Manage The Tower

One day at noon.

Seya and Shea were called to another class of boys before lunch.

Some of his classmates watched him, but for some reason the boy finally dropped his shoulders and left the classroom.

Seya and Shea, who came back into the classroom, all look delicate.

I saw some of their classmates look strange.

"What's wrong? You're both acting weird.

I see. Did Shea confess again?

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. It's a new pattern."

Seya and Shea shook their heads in a hurry to show their classmates nodding.

"No, no, it's not."

Seyyah and Shea, who raised their voices and objected, looked a little dazed that the people around them remained the same.

Seya and Shea were always in tune, so one of the girls immediately came back to life and asked.

"So? What was that boy up to? It was like the same school year."

Ah, yeah.

When asked by a girl student, Shea once again becomes a subtle face.

"The confession was a confession."

Seya had the same face and said so, and the boy student across the street looked terrified.

"Oh, no, not to Shea, but to Seya!?

When a male student says so, the other boys look just like they were afraid.

In Shea, some of the girls seemed to be sparkling, but I decided not to see it.

After seeing the reaction, Seiya looked stunned and denied it.

"Because it's not. Where do I come up with such an idea?

Then what is it?

Seya sighed at the boy student who said so with a little hesitation.

"Confess is a confession, not ours."

"" "..." "Ah..." ""

When Seya said that, the other classmates looked convinced after a moment.

A girl student suddenly convinced me to look at Shea and ask me to confirm.

"It's been a long time since we played it, but it's still there."

"... rather, I feel like my thoughts are getting stronger and stronger."

I see. I think so too. "

He nodded as Seiya added to Shea's words.

The boy student didn't come to confess to Shea (or Seya), but to see her for a connection to Mik.

I thought it would be easier to ask Seya and Shea in the same school year than to suddenly push them to different grades.

Of course, Seyya and Shia both refused quickly.

In fact, there has been an overwhelming increase in such offers since the school festival.

Not only against Mick himself, but also against Seya and Shea.

Especially after the school festival, it was frequent, but the number was gradually decreasing if there were results that were continuously rejected.

But there are still some who seek indirect connections between Seyyah and Shea.

The girl laughed bitterly at Seya and Shea, all sighing together.

"Well, if you let me hear you play like that, hey... Rather, I think it's done this well."

This girl happened to have a seat in the auditorium and was able to hear Mick play directly.

Considering that time, it is convincing that the momentum is still not waning, but rather is increasing.

Of course, Seya and Shea, who know Mik better than anyone else in the world, are not going to deny it.

"I know that."

"... when I think the other guy is Mik, I feel sorry for the man who comes closer."

Seiya and Shea, who said that with such a delicate face, had a strange look on the other faces that they were listening to.

"Poor thing?"

It was only one girl student who uttered that word, except Seya and Shea, who had the same face as the girl student.

After confirming it, Seya and Shea looked at each other.

And the two of them nodded at the same time, staying there for a while.

"Ah, I'll tell everyone, but Mick should stop.

"I don't know if they're brother or sister, but... Mick didn't..."

Shea nodded repeatedly to keep Seya in tune.

Seya and Shea, who had something to say, looked at the classmates and looked at each other without knowing what it meant.

"No, what does that mean?

"Beautiful, no personality complaints, no one can play like that."

"What's the problem?

Seya and Shea, who have spent almost the same time, have a different argument, which is the most questionable from the outside.

Sighing only once, Seya looked around her classmates and answered their questions.

"The simplest way to put it, Mick is a street fool."

Shea keeps following Seiya's words.

"Street, Street, Street from morning to evening. If you only have time, Street."

"There was something else I did before I came to school, but now I'm always on the streets except holidays."

"Occasional holidays are training and training for the future"

"Do you want to go out with Mick like that?

The classmates, who were asked the perfect question, began to shake their necks to the left and right after a short time.

After a while, one of the girls asked Shea.

"But what are you training for? Spiritualism, like you two?

"Ah, no, that's not true."

"If Mick had a dagger, we wouldn't be able to stand a teeth at all.

The information that came with it once again solidified the classmates.

Incidentally, Seya and Shia are said to be invincible in their class as long as they use spiritual art.

Even if they were told that they couldn't beat Mick, a beautiful girl who was at first glance quiet, it was only natural that they thought it was a lie.

A boy student who managed to recover from the freeze saw Seya.

What kind of joke is that?

"No, I wish it were really a joke. Unfortunately, it's true."

"That face and shape are strong, so fraud is a good place."

The classmates understood what was said with a pungent expression.

Even so, the gap with the image I had until now was too strong, and I was only able to attract my face.

Still, the girl student who managed to recover saw Seya and Shea in a carefree manner.

"Um, can you tell us that? You're hiding that you have combat skills.

"No, that's not true.

"I see. I'm not hiding anything, but I'm sure no one will try to fight it with that look and personality."

Basically, you don't know how to fight anybody until you've figured it out.

As a result, Mick, who was not considered to be at all effective, had little opportunity to demonstrate his abilities, even during class.

I was still in my second grade, and the fact that there were few practical classes was also driving me.

"Well, that's why I think it's impossible to do something with my strength.

"I see. Well, there's one big problem."

When Shia added that with a serious expression, she was afraid to hear that the girl student was afraid to give up any more.

"Big problem?

"... Mick is more of a father than I am.

When Shia declared so, she heard a voice from there.