In the seamstress room where the executive committee is based, only two people in front of the desk, one behind the window and four in front, blend in like a familiar sight that this member gathered before.
That's probably because the two students in front of the teacher's desk were more compatible than they had imagined and blossomed into conversation.
"Awesome! Did you do this yourself, Nakayama-senpai?"
"You're right, you're right! I'm proud to be such a cute girl!"
Shiraishi and Nakayama gaze in one direction with their shoulders side by side.
The cheerful music from the laptop on the desk at the end of their gaze.
It sounds the same as the music that endrolls at the end of her regular video.
I must have shown my video to Shiraishi without introducing myself.
The same women, cosmetics and beauty should be a good common topic.
However, considering the character of Shiraishi, I imagined that it was a little incompatible with a cheerful student called JK like Nakayama, but it seemed to be an arbitrary assumption.
When I breathed a sigh of relief into the two people who were enjoying the conversation, Torino-kun approached me with a freshly brewed cup of tea from the front of the classroom without making any footsteps.
"The two of you seem to be having fun... what a surprise."
Torino-kun turned back and said that he would put the hot water bottle on the edge of my desk in a position that would not interfere with my appearance.
Since I decided to participate in this activity, I brought my service set that I had brought to the student association to the student association room on a temporary basis, and when I started the activity, each of them brewed tea for me.
After joining the student association, I may have been in charge of something unwelcome at first, but now I'm completely familiar with it and looking for tricks to make it even more delicious...
Everything is a weapon.
I don't think he has a Japanese hobby sometimes, but it turned out to be positive.
I gently wrapped my hand around it so as not to get burned, and I stared in the same direction as Hono-kun.
It certainly wasn't what I imagined it would be.
If you two can get along, that's the best thing to do.
Because it's too dangerous and the work won't be delayed.
But the problem isn't with them, it's with us.
Just a sip of tea, and as soon as I dropped my gaze straight down, the calendar and notepad spread out.
The farewell party will begin next week.
You will have to complete a brief rehearsal of your progress to the scheduled date and the day before.
I couldn't, but it's not something I can end up with, it's not something I can convince myself with.
I am responsible for carrying out the formulas that I have assumed.
Even if there are few people and they are formally responsible, they will do everything possible to make a name for themselves.
If you can only think, then it's not enough to think through most of the day.
I can't do what other people can do.
There's too much missing for me.
But I don't have time to be depressed compared to others.
"Think with your missing head..."
I honestly don't know how fast Nakayama was working, but I can't do anything until we provide the materials.
I have to improve my work efficiency and help Shiraishi, and I have to participate in the same work as Hino-kun.
Speaking of powerlessness, there were only two boys.
No matter what, Hono-kun would exceed his tolerance by himself.
Therefore, I am thinking of a schedule for that, but there are many challenges.
The day before yesterday, ten students were needed for the farewell party to proceed.
Will it be accepted when the school asks the faculty to adjust the position, the facilitator, the school student representative, the provisional flower bouquet presentation, and the policy of leaving most of the work to the students?
Even if you think about it, there is an overwhelming lack of comparisons and experience.
According to the information from the video, the truth is that we have not grasped the guidelines.
Maybe we should talk to someone.
And I'm thinking about who that person is referring to, but my legs aren't moving.
……
Think about it? It's better to move your body to think about it.
Appearance is only one material of the person's judgment, but visual information constitutes the bulk of the impression.
That's why I'm sorry for the line while the big-haired man with red hair brews tea, but my bitter smile has disappeared.
"The line looks like a mother to me..."
The face of Torino-kun who looked up seemed worry-free at all times.
Every day you are taken out of the student council and repeat the invisible work of the goal.
The person in charge is unscrupulous, and that would make him uneasy.
His gaze turned downward and deviated from his face along with his murmuring words.
Shiraishi's mouth was opened to cut off such a harsh air.
Marie-senpai! It's time to get started!
He invited us by hand in front of the teacher's desk.
Nakayama, who was sitting next to her, was also turning his gaze toward her with his fingers.
When I put together what I spread out on my desk, I move the tea that was brewed by Torano-kun to a nearby seat with one hand.
Likewise, when Torino-kun walks up from his luggage to nearby with a notepad and writing equipment, he finally announces the start of today's activity.
Since the self-introduction has already been completed, the greeting is not prominently given, and the information about each other is gently shared.
Current progress, recovery of video messages from juniors.
At the current pace, make a back-calculated schedule that anticipates how long it will take to collect from all classes.
As a result, the conversation stops because we want four more days to collect and five more days for video production.
Nakayama-senpai has joined us and we can rarely begin to prepare in earnest, but we have to do our best first.
"I see... I feel like I'll be sharing the data I have right now and collecting the rest I need in the near future."
Looking at the white stone smartphone on one desk, the four of them muttered to themselves.
Videos continued to be sent to her phone through the messaging app.
Today, nostalgic records have been compiled from the faces of the class that spoke to me before I joined this gathering.
I don't care that her number of friends was two digits higher than mine.
Shiraishi asked, beside Nakayama, who was checking each one of the videos with serious eyes.
Is it okay for senpai to give instructions and move in due course?
Nakayama stopped and turned his finger as he scrolled through the screen.
For her, it's about the future direction, so I won't let it go.
As the three of them gathered their gaze, they took a short time before saying.
"... no, I think I'll proceed in the way of Nakayama when it comes to creating videos"
Nakayama nodded tinyly as he looked at it to gain his persuasion.
I don't mind, but it's easier to move that way.
"I'll try to match the image with the way the data is shared and the structure, but I don't want the amateur to talk too much."
I'll tell Shiraishi and Torino-kun the same thing. [M]
The two looked at each other confusedly.
Nakayama, who welcomed him as a video editor, was a newcomer from the two of them.
You would have thought it inevitable that it was not her who asked for instructions.
This is what I've been thinking since I decided to join Nakayama.
I know that the best choice is to complete each other by bumping opinions.
But there is no time left to argue.
To fine-tune and combine the image of Nakayama and me, if there is little relationship so far and little time in the future, there is no other way to bias one side.
It goes without saying that I chose it.
Don't let anything you don't know be unnecessary and demoralize your quality or motivation.
You might be told to leave it to others, but it's a necessary choice to focus on in the short term.
"First of all, let's share the data we have now... Shiraishi, I'm sorry, but can you ask for it?"There's someone I need to call. "
"It's okay, but..."
"Please."
When I told Shiraishi that, I stood up from my seat and opened the door of the classroom and went out into the hallway.
As the voice of Shiraishi speaking to Nakayama echoed across the wall, he moved away alone.
Follow the hallway, go up the stairs, and take out your phone at the dance floor.
From the window there was a view of the students who were engaged in the activities in the schoolyard.
Operate the screen and press the call button to hear a familiar voice after a few calls.
"... I'm sorry to keep you busy, Chairman."
The call was made to Tsubaki.
He served on the executive committee of the previous and previous farewell parties.
To be honest, how about you call the person you want to send?
The president thinks with confidence that there is nothing to be offended about.
However, I am certain that there is no other person to consult besides her.
”I don't mind if you call me, what's the requirement today?I'd be glad if you asked me out on a date. "
The chairman makes jokes with his usual calm voice.
Why do I feel nostalgic for just a few days when the voice I was supposed to hear every day before I was older?
Does it have anything to do with the fact that when a person forgets someone, they forget it not from their face but from their voice?
Shake off bad habits where thoughts drop by for unnecessary problems and convey them loudly in your chest.
"I'm afraid I can't accommodate your request... do you have a moment?"
I have a truly unpleasant personality.
Even if the chairman is busy, he will pay a visit knowing that he will take the time.
After all, the chairman had two questions to answer.