Yudo and the boys move to the next floor, and late Nakayama also finishes the conversation with Miyashita and follows.
In the middle of talking to Miyashita so Shizukuishi could be replaced, I turned my gaze to Kirasaka, who still looks up at the giant tank at the rear of the line.
She looks up with meaningful eyes as she puts her white, thin hands against the tank.
"What's up..."
I stopped walking and looked back and asked her.
Kirosaka smiles with her hands behind her back as she reacts to her voice and lowers her hand.
"No, think of it as something similar to a wonder."
"Similar, where?
Am I right?
Human beings, fish, flattery, if you say it's similar, it's a life-threatening answer.
I don't feel like we have anything in common, but Kirasaka spins words that contain self-injuries.
"In a cage called a tank, it is valued as an ornamental item for people…"
……
So what she's trying to say is that herself, like the fish in the aquarium, is being treated dearly by people to watch?
In a cage called a classroom, he said he was treated like something untouchable.
"If it's a self-inflicted story, keep it on schedule..."
"Is that advice? Or worried?"
In a nutshell, Kirasaka says back with food.
The look has a normal bad grin on its face, but it also looks like the wind looking for something.
Should I say that I pretend to be normal?
Look at me clogging the words, Kirasaka quietly zeroes his bitter smile.
"Just kidding," he said, turning the conversation's spearhead in a different direction as he walked over to the next door.
"Truth be told, Makoto doesn't care what you think about other people while you're traveling."
"That's really true..."
I also have a bitter laugh from the boulder on Beautiful Lusaka, who said it without even showing me the bare gesture to hide it.
Sure, I have a sense that you're doing meaningless things for a trip with a concierge.
So there's no room for me to say back that they'll put that directly into words.
"Even if it's group behavior in school, how much fun would it be if we could sightsee while talking next to you, who's laid back as usual"
The eyes that stood up next to him were invisibly clear like jokes.
I felt like I was just saying what I thought to my heart.
"I'm sure she's the same..."
At the end of the gaze looking ahead is the appearance of Shizuku.
A small guilt swirls in my chest looking at my back talking about something with the palace.
The fact that I feel guilty means I'm attracted to them, too.
Priority is given to the requests of unknown female students for school trips that they would have looked forward to.
From those who have been waiting for us to act together for a long time, we can't help but be angry.
"But..."
"Still... some of me wish I could finish what you wanted to do now"
But even so, there's something I'd like to do, something I'd like to liquidate.
Kirasaka told him to overwrite the words he tried to tell him so.
As if you knew the words to answer.
Usually sharp, it's a gentle, warm look, unlike the glance you give to a shot killer and an opportunistic gaze at a boy student.
He understands, he has the same eyes as Maple and Shizuku.
But those eyes also hide soon after she dropped her eyelids.
The next word that flies is the mysterious voice that usually contains.
"But be prepared when you're done with your study trip"
……
When she smiled invincibly and saw me grabbing her and moving on, I thought she was still a woman who didn't know what she was thinking.
In the midst of such a conversation, Miyashita and Shizukuishi were face-to-face asking one question.
"Kanzaki-san isn't dating Ohara."
"No, it's a completely different rumor without roots or leaves"
Miyashita exhales one breath against Shizukuishi, who waves and fully insists on something different.
As relieved, and in doubt.
"So, Ohara, can I just say that it's okay for you to go out with other girls?
"You don't need my permission... because sometimes your extra care gets in the way"
Cut the words so short, Shizuku smiles full face.
A statement that was usually quiet and asserted more strongly than I could imagine from her tender.
It was also the moment my classmate was reminded that Shizuku Kanzaki was really only a small part of it.