Ordinary I and Extraordinary Them

The Golden Week began, the night two days passed.

Me, at Kirasaka Poor's house, the housekeeper was busy rushing around to and from the hallway.

"Lady! How about this one?

"No, I don't want you to know better."

"So here it is!

"Too much skin... that's enough, bring me that white dress you just had"

For over an hour now, I can't settle my inner frustration without deciding on the dress I'm going to wear tomorrow.

Why am I going out tomorrow in my dress, because one person... asks the house of a classmate who was able to advance to do and talk to me in two years.

The reason is that the other day when I had a study group at his house, I came to thank him for making it difficult to get home in inclement weather and for letting me stay overnight, and I want to see him surprised to see me.

That's just it.

He, Makoto Makoto, is the first person in my life that I really wanted to talk to.

I've been waiting for an opportunity to talk to him ever since I first saw him.

And the first day I advanced to two years.

When I saw the pasted class roster, I felt his heart pounding when I found his name a little below my name.

I found him sitting alone in the window seat, behind the crowd surrounding the two students, when I opened the classroom door uncommonly nervously.

Coincidentally, I've been luckiest here these days to win a seat next to him.

"... Hi"

When I sat slowly in the seat next to him, his expression, which seemed boring, spoke to me in a small voice when it turned to a surprised look.

I'm sure he doesn't remember, but this is the second time he's talked.

For the first time, it was too short for a conversation, but now I'm sure we can talk normally.

"... Yeah, good morning"

Reply as calmly as possible to avoid expressing the joy that comes from within.

Hear my reply, open your mouth with Pokhan. Look at this one. He looked very funny I preferred, not with the look of his usual daily boredom.

"Phew."

I was remembering that day, dressed in the dress I chose last night and seeing the scenery shifting one after the other from the inside of the car.

"You look very happy, young lady"

The butler, who has been a driver since his grandfather's day and has known me since birth, smiles looking at me here in the room mirror.

"Oh? It looks that way, Jii."

"Yeah, it looks like a lot of fun to Jii."

The butler, known as Jii, looks at me with a merciful look as if he sees his granddaughter with a wrinkly face that has grown older.

"Well... it's been a lot of fun lately"

What would he react to if he saw me today?

Would you be surprised, or would your chest blush into a slightly bold dress and deflect your face?

It's about him, there can be unresponsiveness.

As far as I'm concerned, I'd love to see how rare he is to be blushing, but I'm sure you'll see some interesting reactions.

Afterwards, you might be able to tell me I'm beautiful in this dress or pretty.

With that expectation in my chest, I pressed the call button on his house.

"Hello, Makoto."

"Oh... are you going to the pageant after this?