Valentine's Day is originally an imported event from abroad, and one that is boosted by offering chocolate and confectionery, which is a gift for rear charging.
The boy has been uncomfortable for a few days, and the day is a cruel event in which he unknowingly checks his locker or desk for small boxes or wrapped things, and the majority of people who do it do not send anything.
Recently, I wonder if it is a derivative version of a friend chocolate, and many people send it to same-sex people who they enthusiastically support.
Over the years, most of the third-grade examinations were completed, and the only thing left was the graduation ceremony. At this time of the year, it seems that the last event in the school will be to send chocolate to friends until the third-grade students who freely attend school also attend school.
By the way, I heard from the chairman about the third grade.
It seems that he will attend school on the same day.
It's a limited number of days, and it's probably worth it.
To get back to the point, Valentine's approaching changed in school.
One is that male students are skinning girls more than usual.
It's like appealing to others about your existence.
I'm sure the girls know that, but I feel distanced somewhere because I'm looking from the side at the edge of the classroom.
Their struggle with exquisite non-meshing distances must be said to be truly vain.
But I can't help it.
For boys, the number of chocolates a girl receives is also a sign of popularity.
I think it's rude for a girl to send me, but I can't help but care about the boys.
Puberty Boys High School students are generally like this.
And the second thing is that students have stopped gathering around Yudo and Shizukuishi, which are supposed to have a lot of students gathered around the center of the class.
It could also be said that Valentine is involved.
They are homosexuals, the homosexuals we all admire.
Of course, Valentine's Day will stand out.
Speaking of championship, it's a big question of who gets what number, how many rivals from a girl and what kind of stuff she sends.
Conversely, in the case of Shizukuishi, who will you give the chocolate to?
Whether a boy student is himself or a friend of yours, he must still be suspicious and have expectations in his chest.
Women watched each other, including obtaining information and controlling each other, and spent days away from Yudo. Shizukuishi only had hot eyes from men.
"Wow... my gaze from the boy hurts."
"Patience, everyone wants chocolate from you. It's like flipping it over."
Behind the classroom, where it was already becoming our designated seat, Kira Saka was next to me, Shizukuishi sat upside down with the chair in the front seat, and Yudo turned his back to the window behind me and smiled bitterly.
Kirasaka-san has the same gaze from the boys.
"Hmm... it's no big deal to think that the figurine is looking at us."
"Is it a figurine..."
You said it was awesome.
Well, from her point of view, it's out of the question who doesn't approach just looking at her.
Shizukuishi also nodded fufufufu, so if there's anything going on between them, that's fine....
I turned my gaze to the duel standing in front of and behind my class.
"How many do you plan to get this year? How many were there last year?
"I don't like the way you say it... but was it 36?
Counting one or two with his fingers, Yudo spoke of a surprising number.
This guy... I wish he had eaten too much chocolate and got diabetic.
I don't know how many sweets I get every year... or I don't remember receiving a few chocolates, so it would be quite a number if I received them all.
... this can be opened by a kind of chocolate shop.
It is a one-day store that opens in Ogihara, which closes immediately when it is sold.
This is a relaxed atmosphere these days, but for some people it is more important than schooling, and the beginning of a serious battle is near.
But some people might wonder why I can stay so calm.
So let me tell you, I get it every year.
Of course, love your sister Maple and your mother for your handmade brother.
The spiritual margin is immeasurable because I have an advantage over others at this point.
No matter what anyone asks me, "I've got two of them," most people keep quiet.
Well, I've never been asked about the quantity.
Besides, it's not just my family that sends me every year....
"What kind of chocolate would you like this year?
……
A beautiful girl smiled at her face as the sunlight plunged through the window in the front seat.
Shizukuishi gives me and Yudo chocolate every year in Valentine's Day.
Until last year, I thought sending it to Judo meant something different, but that was also my mistake. This year, this question became a very difficult one.
And at the same time, you're embarrassed.
The meaning of the chocolate they sent me is now clear.
I even think about how to accept it and how to react.
When Shizukuishi asked me, Kirazaka muttered with her mouth wide open as if she remembered.
"Yes, I'm sure you don't like bitter things, but if you prefer sweet chocolate or... baked confectionery?
……
A gaze and face that can also be directed from the neighborhood.
Clear and clear skin and usually sharp eyes gently turn toward us.
Unlike other students, she knows what it means and why to look at her gentle eyes.
That's why, usually, even words that were truncated instantly and answered stopped once in your throat.
Then, let them gaze and come to the next, front, next, and front, and then, as a last resort, look out the window and through the silence, looking up at the clear blue sky.
"It's illuminating... it looks good"
"Shut up, let's campfire with your hair."
Responding hypersensitively to the murmured words of Yudo from behind, he said back with a bitter word.
In response, Shizukuishi and Kirazaka had a small smile on their face, so I was relieved that the questions on the spot had gathered in a cloudy manner.
Isn't this kind of surprising without asking the other person?
That was the case at home. In other words, are they local rules?
Certainly, it would be worse if you gave them something they didn't like from the making side.
My favorite chocolate... I don't know.
I mean, I usually only eat chocolate and board chocolate, so I don't have a repertoire of traditional chocolate.
I don't know anything about stylish snacks or snacks that look like social media today.
From what I know, it is the biggest difficulty of getting your foot to the place until your interest naturally fades.
So the truth is, no matter what kind of chocolate you like, you can't answer.
When asked the next time, let's be honest.
This is the end of our conversation-like conversation, Shizukuishi checks on recent confectionery on his smartphone, and Kirazaka resumes reading the textbook that he was about to read.
Yudo was still standing behind him, telling Polori the truth, "I can't eat it all...".
... that's right, it's almost forty.
Besides, there are basically a few chocolates that one person sends.
I don't know how many days it takes to make it by hand, but I'm sure you don't want to see chocolate for a while, even if you've eaten everything.
... after Valentine's Day, I'll buy you some chocolate bread and chocolate corona with a gentle word when I buy you dinner at Judo's.
I've made up my mind, I've made up my mind.
Gentlemen of all male students, I want you to give me hope.
I promise to send this handsome bastard chocolate for judgment, who is the root of all evil.
One person, realizing that the smell and corner of mouth rose slightly without experiencing the wickedness held in her chest, looked at Shizukuishi and Kirazaka, and heard the sound of banging on the door of the class.
... knocking on the door is another class of students.
Not only me, but most of the students in the class looked at the back door where they were hit in the eye, and Miura from the student council stood there.
... did he say he had a good friend in this class?
As far as I can remember, I didn't think of such a statement, but when I look at it with such thoughts, I wonder who I have business with.
Truly good, a little...
"Eh... me?
Miura looks at us and reminds us to come here by hand.
A uncomfortable gaze gathers from the surroundings.
It's time.
I feel like a man is sending me a look that contains anger that may even sound like a tongue slap.
I want to get out of this situation as soon as possible, so when I get up from my seat, I'll take my legs to the back entrance.
When I arrived, Miura looked behind me as if she had noticed.
"Yes, if I don't call you, it's hard if I don't call them, Kanazaki-san, Kirazaka-san, okay?
"Ah, yes, it's okay."
"Can I help you with something?
Shizukuishi quickly put his phone in his pocket, and he approached me with a small run that seemed to hear the sound.
When Kirazaka put the book in her bag, she walked here with an extra word.
I looked back only once and sent an apology to the champion for "bad" and leaving his seat, and he waved out his hand to see if he had taken his intentions.
Looking back and looking at Miura for something, she murmured in a small voice.
I need to talk to you for a minute.
That's how Miura murmured.
So the days for our Valentine have begun.