- Side -

I knew he was holding back.

Sometimes the blade of words in casual conversations around us is directed at us.

I can speak easily because I don't know him.

At the root of the words is the point against contradictions and mistakes made by people around you.

But when I pointed it out to the other person, it didn't change.

No, the fact that it doesn't change may mean that there is a lexical problem.

Perhaps it is right to mislead.

I don't think anyone around us admires him.

Poor, lonely students are perceived as helping their childhood friends and female students in the seats next to them.

An implicit rule that cannot be corrected by mistakes, denials, and corrections.

I didn't ask for it, it's rather annoying.

It is said that it is a mistake to be in a place that I really want to protect and spend time in.

That's why he...... I wonder if you've made a decision.

Even my friend Shinohara-kun refused to help without resorting to my help or that of Kaorusaka-san.

I thought about it when I wanted to help out, but I was turned down.

It's for us.

So, I'm sorry about this, but I was happy in the corner of my heart.

Because I knew that you cared about me.

You may have seen it differently, but I know it because I've known you for a long time.

Perhaps Keirasaka-san felt the same way.

...... I don't care if you're more upset than I was when I turned you down.

I want to help you with whatever you need.

The maiden's feelings are irrelevant.

Until it's all over, watching as close as you can will be the best option for you.

One person, and one woman gathered near him and told him that this was not jealousy, and promised not to run away with Kerosaka-san....

... well, I doubt she'll keep her promise to me.

Until now, Nakayama-san, who had not been very involved, including me and Tsuji-san, said, "You're surprisingly clever, aren't you?", and I felt like I'd blown it off somewhere.

I wonder if it would be good to be selfish this time.

It's not just his problem.

It's our problem.

So, let's talk to Keiraosaka-san, wash the financial statements of the farewell party until last year, and tell him that I will help you again......

At that time, I thought that if I could convince Tsubaki-kun and prepare together, I would be satisfied.

"Thank you...."

Tsubaki, who told me so, gave me a heartfelt smile he hadn't seen in years. [M]

Perhaps without Keirasaka-san next door, she would have been crying.

That's all? And people around you might say.

But for me, the face that floats after the short words only fills my heart.

~ Poor Side ~

Others are no more than others.

A classmate is just a classmate.

If you're a neighbor, you're just a neighbor.

But from my point of view, it's only a nameless story that doesn't make Villager A.

Only one protagonist is important, and typical childhood girl students are troublesome.

And the president of the student association who admires her like a sister.

My grades, where I go to school, and my future employment are not a problem for me now.

The most important and important thing is to live with a human being named Shariyasu.

Spending time with people who have given me colors on boring days until my interests run out.

There is a handsome bug that is somewhat intrusive, but for me, the people around me are just that much more aware.

But it's a little different for him.

Basically, Makoto may have values similar to mine, but she feels that it is her own responsibility even if the phenomenon is a farce.

Perhaps it was his first emotion, because he felt confused at the end of the conversation.

As I was, I was able to become what I thought was important to him.

That's what happens when people like you bend their beliefs and ways of thinking to move things forward.

I kicked my ass when I met him, but now I'm glad he thinks we're different from everybody else.

Unexpectedly, when he refused to cooperate, such an emotion appeared first, and his smile disappeared, and he felt a little confused next time.

I laughed more than I thought because I had turned myself into a pure maiden.

What made me confused was that I refused my invitation.

You're so cocky.

It is confidential that I was wondering if I could give you a thorough education so that you would never be able to have a conversation with me again, but it seems that I made up my mind to have troublesome childhood acquaintances.

As soon as I left the classroom, I brought a suggestion.

The choice is to start working with us.

Of course, when the two of them accepted and finished the work of the student association early instead of the teacher, the day quickly passed.

I came out of the school building and waited unexpectedly. With an unexpected voice, my expression told me that I was not confident.

"I'm sorry. This time... no, I think it will be for a long time to come, I can't do it alone... can you help me?"

Does anyone think that word is pathetic?

I don't think of dust.

Go to school for the person and polish yourself for the person.

It was a word that resounded more than the words of love that the protagonist confessed in a popular drama.

Looking at the smile afterwards, I clasped my hand in front of my chest to hold on to my chest, which was about to rush out.

The only smile I've ever seen is Kanazaki Shinji, a smile I've never seen before.

If I could see that smile, I would let out a trivial frustration.

But... next time.

I decided to monopolize his smile by myself.