The scenery changes depending on the situation, even in the usual city.

When you are intentionally absent from school, skipping work that needs to be completed, or when you are absent from work due to illness.

The slight exhilaration and great guilt felt in such a situation swirl in my chest.

I'm not skipping it, I'm walking to get home from school, and there's a good reason why I feel that way.

……

A uniformed jacket is at the end of the line of sight.

The smartphone in my left pocket was in a tremor that I admired.

You were so happy that you played such an active role in the conversation with Nakayama. The object that showed a presence more than usual stops shaking for a while.

Then, after a few minutes, the vibration is repeated again.

I don't think there's anyone I know who calls my phone so many times.

When I checked the grab notifications with my left hand clutteredly, the name of the cheeky junior was displayed.

I hate it... it's troublesome.

Think about watching a shivering smartphone.

I expect you to buy something on your way home.

I'll tell you two to come home as soon as possible.

Third, I called because I felt uncomfortable combining with Mr. Torino.

Now, which one is it?

Press the call button in a similar mood when listening to the correct answers to the quiz before hitting the ear.

Why didn't you answer the first call?

"Why did you think I'd answer the phone the first time..."

Shiraishi said in a voice that contained a lot of dissatisfaction at the opening.

I contacted you when I came out to say that I had an errand, but I definitely didn't see it even if I didn't.

Since I personally left the work to them, I couldn't excuse myself, but I accidentally took my smartphone off my ear and narrowed my eyes.

Juniors are really troublesome.

Just because you're a different age, oniichan's emotional feelings come up and you're forgiven.

Because it's the same grade as Maple, it's probably a big factor.

I waited for Shiraishi's words when I returned the phone to its original position.

I don't have any telephone requirements if you tell me what she's doing on the phone and what the polarism is about.

I'm on my way to school right now, so if I have any requirements, I'll tell them directly when I get back.

Waiting with a small sigh, Shiraishi opened his mouth overflowing with frustration.

Didn't you say you were going around the first grade class today?Hino-kun is practically out of strength, so please come back soon... and I'd like some lemon tea. "

"The second one is definitely the point... hold on to it with the tea that Hino-kun can make"

Sugar is a must!So please come home early.And what about Senpai Nakayama?

... have you seen my call?

If I was a Kansai man or a funny entertainer, I would definitely have shouted.

However, it is difficult to ask how it was.

He looks up at the sky, remembering the conversation he had had a few minutes ago.

”Fifty-fifty... half confident, half betting”

Well, that's a good enough bet. I'm relieved, so please come back soon.

……

Don't you know the word labor?

It may be contradictory to say that people who are active at all ages in the spirit of free service, something that is delicious, and evaluation improvement from around them, but I would like to request a little more improvement in the treatment of seniors.

However, if the calculating white stone is in a hurry, it's a lot of hard work, or is it really awkward to have a space with Fireno-kun?

Let's stop at a convenience store and buy a packet of tea before it becomes a more troublesome junior move.

Of course, don't forget the receipt as well as the receipt.

Black tea, black tea.

I would like you not to lick the nostalgia of high school students who do not work part-time.

At any rate, it is visible that the waste is kneaded away when I take it home, so it is at least a resistance.

... Is it well established as a matter of betting?

It's a word that doesn't really resemble a calculating white stone, and unfortunately it's a favorite word for me.

The answer is that if Nakayama returns home after school tomorrow without remaining in the classroom, this operation will fail.

That's a terrible mistake.

When that happens, you can think about it again.

I am not confident that the next plan that comes to mind will be a subtle idea, but it is not a life that I have made a choice that can be said to be confident with my chest open.

Exhale the anxiety that remains like a lump in your chest with your breath, and proceed to a convenience store on the path to fulfill the cute and hateful wishes of a junior in one hand with a phone that has run out of calls.

It's probably not my imagination that I feel that my mouth is raising unconsciously.

He walks into the first grade wing where he thought he would never enter except for classes and student affairs, and exchanges words in front of a stranger.

There were various reactions, and some people were enthusiastic, and many students refused.

Nevertheless, more students than I imagined promised to cooperate because the student called Shiraishi Autumn Leaves has been admired since the first grade.

Originally, a certain number of students who stand out as having the word that the pile coming out will be struck will be disliked, and honored students like the example will be distanced.

However, it seemed that Shiraishi was looking at the conversation of the juniors from the place where he took a step back and didn't feel that way.

Planting a good impression is not easy, no matter how calculated the words and facial expressions are.

What I did was a supplementary explanation of the project after Shiraishi explained the outline.

She said that without completing everything from scratch, she would be persuasive by explaining the details from the senior members of the student council.

Thus, I visited three of the six classes in the first grade and completed my activities yesterday.

And most importantly, after school today.

The time now is after 14: 50.

The same atmosphere as after school had already spread in the classroom where the teacher who had finished the last lesson a little earlier was waiting for the chime to ring.

Where are you going to go to play after this, and is rigorous practice awaiting you in the activities of the department?

In the conversation, the students turned to the female students who stood out.

The first impression is gal, the second impression is gal, that is gal.

Students who don't think anyone is posting makeup videos talk to their classmates as they normally would.

... it's hard to judge.

From the edge of the classroom, I can't hear her until I know what she's talking about.

I was hoping that I could at least see from the workmanship that I would refuse the invitation around me, but this suddenly seems like an answer after school.

When I cleaned up the teaching materials early and looked at one point, I heard a voice with anger coming from next door.

I wonder if you liked such a woman.

"What's wrong with you, Keiraosaka-san... you're making a deeper mistake than the Mariana Trench"

”Hmm... I don't know what's wrong with you. I want you to refuse the cooperation from such a beautiful woman and tell me how I can avoid being angry by waving my tail at other women.”

Beautiful slopes, where an admirable grumpy sale is held, murmured as they read at their already clean desks.

When I glanced at her, I immediately took a big breath and turned away from my gaze, and said a great misunderstanding.

It's a misunderstanding, but from her point of view, it must be true.

Kirazaka-san's enemies = Only the daughter with the potential for social annihilation has a cold sweat.

It's not that I'm scared, it's just Bull.

She's not the only one who's scared.

Because the cute little face that spread out in front of me, more familiar than a child, looks at me with eyes that seem to hear the sound of the effect of Jito.

"Your hatred is the opposite of ours, so maybe it's not the best way to get interested,"

"Don't repeat it... no, this is serious"

He repeated the words that were so accentuated by the bow that he was sitting down instead of his classmate who had disappeared from the front seat.

The distance between the cheeks with both hands and the shoulder where we stare at this is 20 cm compared to our company.

If the average boy says that he won't run away from the distance that makes him blush and cause misunderstandings, and he keeps his senses, he will say it back, and on the contrary, his cheeks will be slightly dyed and his body will wake up.

Looking at how the hair is tailored with the handkerchief, a sharp slap from the right flank attacked the side of the head at the same time as a slightly winning face.

I also accidentally adjusted my posture and deliberately snorted my throat at the beautiful slope where I was exposed to a frighteningly cold gaze.

“As I explained earlier, she's the best person I've found, and I don't even know who to contact.”

In the era of the explosion of smartphones and social media, contact information is neither an email address nor a phone number.

Messaging app friendships are synonymous.

I put my phone on the desk to prove it, and then I show the two of them the lonely friends' section.

In addition to my parents, Koji, Kaoru and Kirorozaka, I think the faces of the student association will be about Yudo and Miyashita.

"Look, I am above you."

“I'm keeping my talk history up to date, so don't get carried away.”

"It's okay, you guys are in a good fight."

With a naughty smile, Shinobu calls out to Keira-saka, who switches the screen of my smartphone with his fingertips while reading.

While listening to a conversation in which it was difficult to know what was the line between them, the clock hands pointed to the apex.

The end-of-class bell rang, and the students all stood up and each began to move as they liked.

I checked Nakayama's figure again and stopped following him with my gaze.

Closing her eyes, she just sat down in the classroom as the students came back one after another.

Could it have been about five minutes before the students' conversations could be heard from inside the classroom?

Open your eyelids and let out a gentle breath.

"... think about the next way."

In the classroom, only me and Keirazaka remained.

Yudou hadn't already returned with his friends, and the figure of Nakayama, the waiter, was not there.

I can't help it.

It's my fault she didn't say anything interesting.

Shinobu stared lonely at Nakayama's sitting seat, and Kirasaka just closed the book quietly.

I can't stay in the classroom forever.

Whether you're looking for a new editorial candidate or reworking it from a plan, you'll have to discuss it with Hajino-kun and Shiraishi.

Besides, if you go back to the blank paper, you have to go and say no to the first-year students who asked you to provide the video.

There is so much to do, and even time to be lowly is sacrificed.

I grabbed my luggage and took a seat, and I called out to the two of them who were waiting together.

"I'll rework the plan again... are you two still in the student room today?"

"Yes... but are you sure you're okay?"If I talk to you in the student council room, I might come up with a good plan. "

“Maybe so, but if so, the executive committee members won't be needed. I'll do as much as I can."

It's not that I'm being mean.

Until they see reality much more positively than they imagined.

Maybe we just can't afford to have to think about the next one before it becomes a negative thought.

But it's definitely working positively now.

I have to say goodbye to the two of you today and go to the Executive Committee as soon as possible.

Looking back before you walk out, the classroom door opens with a loud noise before you open your mouth.

"It's late! How long do you want me to wait in the hallway?"

……

Nakayama, who appeared from the front door of the classroom, said with a sharp glance, hmm!He cleared his nose wide and stood up majestically.

I don't know why I put my arms together in front of my chest, but I felt a little sacred.

I'm sure it's your imagination.

But there is only one reason why she appeared here.

Fine, I'll help you.

Nakayama, who had a bad smile on his face, said out loud.

There is no doubt that there is some kind of inner thought.

Maybe there was something in the offer that touched the wire.

But that doesn't matter now.

Lower the tension and then raise it magnificently.

I inadvertently reveal the truth to Nakayama, who acted like an anime or lanobe.

"No... you said you'd be waiting in the classroom."

What about Nakayama?I slightly tilted my neck in embarrassment.

And right behind me, two female students made a small laugh coming out of relief.