"It's not what I imagined..."
Maple is more eager to look at the magazine and my face than he is to photograph. I'm exploring hair that suits me in some way.
It would be difficult to find a fit with halfway stretched hair like mine.
Watch as if it were other personnel eating the fruit served in a dessert after a single meal.
But I want to say it.
If students who don't usually even feel the letter SE in the set suddenly go to school in a mood for a hairstyle set when it comes to events like school trips or graduations, they are often seen with high odds and cold eyes.
The only thing that's too unusual is that it's uncomfortable.
Plus in today's case, it's just a weekday for students outside the student council.
It would be extra noticeable.
In this case, the best option is to stay the same as usual.
I can't make up my mind about my brother's hairstyle yet, Maple, and I start my own business.
I change from bedtime to uniform, brush my teeth, wash my face, and fix my minimum sleeping habits.
Only one, my hair is bouncing sideways like asshole hair from my ear, but not enough to care.
Now you're ready, and all you have to do is wait for time.
Footsteps rushed down the hallway stopping me from walking out trying to return my heels to the living room.
"Wait, brother! I'll do it!
"No, I'm done..."
Maple rushing into the washroom, looking at my hair, yelling out loud no or no.
It's a hassle to start over.
Out of the washroom to escape the panicked maple, but a shadow suddenly appeared that stood in its way.
"You can't, can you? We need to get well acquainted today."
"... why are you here"
Shizukuishi, who was standing in front of him, calls out as normal.
Rather, it can be said that it was too natural to feel uncomfortable at first.
I guess the fact that maples don't say anything is already well known or allowed.
Pushing the word 'unauthorized intrusion' on her head into the corner now turns her eyes once.
Shizuku put the dark hair stretched near his usual hips together in one piece and was flushing it forward.
That alone looks a lot different to my impression.
Shizukuishi is remarkably well-groomed, but sometimes she also looks young because of it.
Is that what changes this with one haircut?
Is this impression manipulation...
One person, turning his thoughts around to the crap idea, puts his right hand in Shizuku, grabs his left hand in the maple and forces him back to the washroom again.
"Stay still! Because you can just fix it a little bit better than usual!
"Yes, ma'am, let's be patient, shall we?
"Am I a child?"
There would be no demand for a sixteen-year-old boy high school student or anything else that could hold him back by two beautiful girls.
Besides, I have about the hairstyle, and I'm not even a child enough to desperately refuse.
At least enough to complain about Gucci later.
You'd better watch out for a type like me because I say it for a long time.
Side by side with two people messing with their hair like Cacca and her sisters, I spent some time counting the number of birds passing through the window and feeling bored.
"Then take care of Maple, too"
"Yes! I'd like a brother, Shizuku!
Maple attending Cherry Noh Hill School is the opposite of Cherry Noh Hill School. Maple breaks up in front of the front door.
Go a little further and walk Shizuku and the two of them down the road to school, dropping off the maple figure bending the protrusion until they are completely invisible.
Sweat runs down my forehead when the weather is good this time of year when summer is approaching, but there is a pleasant breeze today.
The summer in this area, close to the mountains, will be cooler than in the city.
Students can be seen walking around as they advance through residential areas and through shopping districts and close to high school.
"Good morning, Kanzaki-san!
"Good morning, Shizukuishi!
When everyone confirms Shizukuishi's appearance, I am the one who speaks first.
It wouldn't be a good problem sooner...
"Good Morning"
Shizuku replies politely one by one.
But from around more than ten people, she becomes invisible in the students surrounding her.
I'm next door, of course, but I'm not in the eye.
No students to greet, no students to see this one.
I guess they can see it in the background, or just an object, trying to walk next to Shizuku.
The distance between me and Shizuku goes away as one, another, and my students approach Shizuku.
Shizuku is also unable to push more students around him, and he has a glimpse of the flickering, but not until he gets close.
If you divulge the truth, if you are a little relieved that you can walk without worrying about your surroundings, you will be accompanied by white hands around your neck without sound.
"Oh, my God."
"... that's a line to say with your eyes hidden, don't say with your knife around your neck"
It's not like when I was your mother.
Judging by her voice alone, the tone sounds high and she's in a good mood, except when it comes to her.
Otherwise my spine falls into a freezing sensation.
Beautiful Luosaka stood behind me with his hand in the form of a knife around my neck, showing no signs or sound.
To see how it looked, I looked at this one with freezing eyes that made me feel like I was serious about killing myself when I moved my face sideways.