To ask from the maple, I spent the day not being able to give a clear answer.
I feel pointed out for the slight discomfort I was trying not to care.
Shizukuishi and Kirasaka cook a meal with the maple, and Yudo and I treat that to each other.
After the meal, he thrives on stories about which there is no other love, and watches how it goes from just a short distance.
Yes... it shouldn't change.
At first glance, the relationship that kept us at a moderate distance from each other.
But it's never the same.
Shizukuishi tells her thoughts, but does not seek answers.
Yudo was flabbergasted, but he didn't give up.
Again, I can't answer Shizuku's thoughts.
I still don't know what love is or what it's like to like people.
The slightest difference made by it was visible to the maple.
I've seen me closer than anyone else. Maple, so I noticed a change.
A slight thing that no one around you can tell.
I suppose you thought it was a fight.
"... we didn't fight."
I didn't say the essence of the answer, and I answered that in a cloudy way, so I gave it my best shot.
Instead of being unfriendly, incompatible, etc., in the current situation, it was too short to put time aside to deal with it as usual.
If I let my sister worry about it at all, I would stroke her hair with an unsuitable smile.
Then the squad leader will do it.
Students sitting in a classroom in an unusual seating order due to a certain legality.
I'm naturally mixed up in it.
To a classmate who has never spoken, a squad leader for this professional experience is appointed on his own, and a male student who has never spoken as well speaks up for consent.
"Makoto looks serious, and I think I'm good."
"... I didn't say I'd do it yet"
It would be premature to decide to talk busily from time to time or just not participate on the spot to be serious.
That said, I can't judge them either because I don't know what character they are and what students they're friends with.
Determining the character of an opponent with a first impression is also unclear.
Even though I have not given my consent, my name will be written down at the top of the roster list in the column marked Squad Leader.
Don't you understand the kanji, the name written by Hiragana had a rounded letter characteristic of the female student.
Why, the female student is such a round letter.
In the meantime, let's not write Hiragana small.
Why is the word "I" converted to "Me"?
Am I the only one who doesn't look confident?
Until a few minutes before the thing, they complained of dissatisfaction that they couldn't squad with the person they wanted, but did they accept reality by seeing the attitude that the incumbent didn't have the ear to listen to?
I can't even feel the seriousness in my voice at the two people who reluctantly move on to the story.
I can't talk about people because I'm not motivated enough by this event.
The topic of our squad, which was forced to head the squad, gradually moves away from the point of view.
"Oh, no. Where are the Ogiwaras going?
"I don't know - I'll ask later, too"
He says Ogiwara ”the guys," but the boys seemed to care about Shizukuishi and the girls seemed to care where Yudo was going.
You're more interested around us than we are about ourselves.
That's true, too, because they've been looking forward to this event only hoping to be in the same squad.
I'll double-check the dates and locations on the materials handed out by myself.
Our squad was to be assigned to a hotel near the nearest station.
Fortunately, it said that students would not be allowed to perform customer service duties, experience cleaning rooms, cleaning bathrooms, and experiencing them in a way that would be intimate to the day of the hotel man.
I can't help but look bitter about what kind of job you seem to care about.
"Makoto is close to the three of us, right?"
"The three of us...?
Suddenly, a girl student threw a question at me.
Tell me your name, you don't know it's the three of you.
I would be those three anyway...
"It's Kanzaki-san, Ohara and Kirasaka! Especially with Kanzaki-san. You're childhood friendly, aren't you?
"Well, yeah...... nothing. You're about as familiar with everyone as a child"
With his body up front, the boy student said so absurdly with his voice.
The only people I talk to are those three or so people in this classroom.
More importantly, I'm not even in the school year.
What's more, I can tell you that there is no school as a whole.
No, I've been talking to people from the student council lately, so I might be making progress.
You two change your expressions reluctantly if you were also dissatisfied with my words.
I think it should be easy to understand.
A lot of people around me don't let me read emotions with their expressions, so it helps.
"Sure, I'm familiar with childhood, but at that level..."
"Yeah, be careful what you say about how much childhood and middle school are the same, huh?
"... I'll be careful from now on"
It's good to see their place higher within you, but how about pushing that value on people?
To me, those guys are normal students, too.
I'm just a little more connected, better looking and better graded than we are.
One is just rich enough to be super attached.
What, it wasn't normal at all.
Maybe you should be thankful for this.
Starting tomorrow, let's try to treat the three of us the right way using salutations.
As they glance at the men and women in front of them with a chilled gaze, they continue their words.
"That's right! Tell me what you know about the three of us!
"That's good! Nice idea!"
What a nice idea.
If you suddenly want to get away from these two even a second faster because they're all excited about it, this again throws the question to you on your own.
Birthdays and favorite foods.
Old memories or their preferences.
Even if it's a preference, it's for people of the opposite sex.
I also take it out in my notebook and just lower the chair and distance it to the two people who are going to ask me with the momentum I'm going to record.
From the paper with my gaze on my desk, my shimmering gaze hit me as I turned to the two of them.
"... if you want to hear it, you can ask it in person"
This is personal information at first.
It's been tough to handle personal information lately.
I've decided at this moment to be careful, too.
That's why I can't answer the two questions.
When I reply so briefly, they look bored and break their expression.
"Oh, my God, it's nothing to hide, is it?
"I'm not going to tell anybody. Tell me."
Wouldn't there be any more discreditable words than saying not to anyone in this hand?
You two give me a bitter look at my attitude that pierces silence as before to the question.
That's odd, 'cause I'm gonna hate you guys, too.
Instead, I don't think I ever want to talk to you again!
This feeling is long overdue to the fact that I've been out of touch with students around me a lot lately here.
Relative to someone who sees through me a slight desire to approach Yudo or Shizukuishi.
I've had a lot of similar conversations for years, so I thought I was used to it.
Long time no see, he feels it differently again.
Moving his gaze sideways, he saw Yudo and Shizuku surrounded by students, and he followed with zero sighs.
While recognising that they are difficult when it comes to relationships, the long time they have shared their time with them is also troublesome with that.
When I move my gaze thinking about why people like me have become involved with the three of us and where we've chosen the wrong route from, Kirasaka enters my gaze.
I look outside looking bored by the window alone.
Occasionally, my mouth moves to see if I'm having a conversation with the students in the squad, but each time the air around me gets heavier.
... Good luck.
All I did was wish the students in the same squad a good fight.