The school without the students was idle.
The footsteps of walking alone echo the hallway, and I even have the illusion that there is no one in the world.
One in the world...
It's a little awkward, if you ask me because of my high school sensibility.
Seems cool that I'm on my own, I'm not half as lonely as I feel.
If you put your hand in your pocket and walk a little cat-backed, that would be perfect.
But unfortunately, the classroom is in front of us, and we don't have that time.
Three students sat in their seats in the classroom, which opened slippery drawers due to years of deterioration and illuminated only by the light of day.
Yudo sits in the middle and near Shizukuru, Kirosaka at the window.
Kirasaka had the book in one hand, Shizukuishi probably proceeded with the assignment, and Yudo looked at the two like that.
Neither were the three of them conveniently in the classroom.
Kirasaka was reading in the library, and Yudo enjoyed football with students on the ground.
Shizukuishi was alone, apparently, in the same seat as before in the assignment.
When I called Shizuku, I felt like I heard a beautiful Lusaka-like voice from behind... let's think it was my fault.
"I'm the last... I'm sorry. Call me suddenly."
Stand at the table, not your seat.
Put your hands on it and exhale one.
"That's unusual. I need to talk to you from the club. Oh, my God, was it the student council's job too?
To a sudden call, Yudo throws a supremely natural question.
Shizukuishi and Kirasaka both look this way.
Well, how did you start talking about it?
It's a strange story in itself for someone else's me to explain how popular they are.
They're gonna hear that. They're not gonna feel good, either.
One way I put it, it changes the impression of the student council a lot.
In my usual way of speaking, there's even a chance that I'll see it as an order tone.
For once, you should take note of that when speaking on behalf of the student council.
"... well, you're right about the student council job"
They of the party wouldn't mind showing it rather than talking to themselves.
Out of the bag, when you take out the student council material, you take out the anonymously written form.
When I showed it to them, Shizuku tilted his little neck and asked.
"What would that be?
"An anonymous request sent to the student council."
Hand the paper to Yudo, who sits closest to the church table.
Yudo, who sees its contents silently, passes it to Shizuku when he distorts his expression only for a moment.
"I have this request... do you also see Mr. Kirasaka?
"Don't worry, I could have anticipated most of it."
Kirasaka returned it without ever moving her gaze from hand.
With only the word face-to-face and request of the students gathered, I can only say that Kirasaka, who immediately perceived the content, is a boulder.
I guess she knows what it really says.
"So what happened as a result of the discussion as a student council?
"... tried to decide the day and time of the week"
"Yes... that's a reasonable idea."
Beautiful Lusaka just says it's like he's not interested, but he lines up the words pale.
When I pinch the discharge on the finished page, I close the book and stand up.
"So can we dissolve today? You don't have anything else to talk about, do you?
"Wait a minute! At least we should discuss..."
"I wonder why?
Shizukuishi's words are blocked, cold voices...... no, Kirasaka listens back with a voice that doesn't make her feel her emotions.
As if I don't understand.
It was predictable.
If Beautiful Lusaka hadn't brought up this story and eaten it, he wouldn't have shown any interest.
Because even if it's a fun subject for her, it's not some kind of interesting event.
"But... there's not much of a problem with us..."
"There's no problem with us."
Beautiful Lusaka, who exhales one with all the hassle, lowers her back to the chair again.
Put your hands on your cheeks and talk to them like they say.
"This is a problem for the students in general, not ours. Is there at least a need for us to change something ourselves?
"... sure"
Her words are correct.
No matter how much it was written as a request to the student council, it's not their problem.
We don't need to discuss it, we just need to stay the same.
Common friends, discussions are thus successful because they are gathered via acquaintances, but they would not even have been discussed and the student council might have flushed them as students' joke demands.
A girl student named Minoru Kirasaka is not interested in this story and does not want a resolution.
None of the students are equally eligible for interest, except the students I like.
So I don't need to talk, I refuse to be confessed, and I don't join the herd myself.
Because I don't feel the need for it.
I don't care if they call me in, and I don't need to hear from students who aren't interested in what they say.
Therefore, she is called the "Ice Queen" by herself.
Yudo, Shizukuru and I have a different way of thinking about this issue in the first place.
One who doesn't feel anything, to two people who feel guilty at least.
The latter may sound bad, but from me, I think Kirasaka's attitude is a normal reaction.
So when this hand came out at the student council, I couldn't snort in favor.
Because when this happened, I understood it somewhere in my head.
"This is only a proposal that came out of a student council person, not mine"
I said emphatically that I had a clear idea.
My thoughts are not this, as you can see.
"Is there a different plan?
"Oh... I disagree with the student council proposal... but now that I'm a student council too, you're right that I have two proposals"
From them, I'm a student council officer too.
I disagree, just that one word would be the wrong explanation.
So you're right to explain that you have a second opinion as one of the same student councils.
Shizukuisha waits for words in the same listening position, Kirasaka only looks this way.
At least let's assume you're more interested than just now.
Explaining the pros and cons is important from here.
You have to be careful with every question and answer.
When I created the square with my hands, I said:
"You can make it in a box."
"" "Box?
"SO...... Box"
I don't understand what you're talking about.
To those three faces, I began to explain my intentions in a pale way.