"Um... Mr. Kirasaka, I need to talk to you about our squad."
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One of the squad members speaks courageously.
An understated voice and expression were telling the story of his mood.
Kirasaka's gaze overlaps with the student's gaze once he raises it from the literature book at hand.
A student unwittingly leaves only one step behind in his or her eyes, which become illusory when he or she freezes more when he or she is cold and stared at.
"... what is it?
With a clear voice, she asked briefly so.
Cutting it off, the boys start talking as if they were relieved.
I was watching that too and was feeling a little harried but seemed useless.
She's been dealing with strangers quite a bit in the past few months, too.
I wouldn't even call it resistance, but I guess I'm somewhat used to relationships as well.
As I tried to turn my gaze forward from her side, I heard voices.
"If you like, I wonder if you could give me your contact details because I want to get in touch with you about this internship!
"I don't want to."
The whole classroom, the majority of my classmates were still observing the conversation between the two.
How does Kirasaka react in this setting?
But the words returned are too short.
It's an instant answer...
Probably said it on behalf of the squad. Boys students stand on the spot with their grins solidified.
What can I say...... dongmai.
There is, that's how it unfolds.
It wasn't a bad excuse to get your contact information out.
In fact, it will always be necessary to communicate with the traineeship team in the future.
That is the means of communication using a smartphone, a direct conversation.
Even if you don't exchange contacts, it's the right decision to establish some means of communication.
That's why I spoke with the possibility that I could be taught a certain chance of winning, and the mood of a student who was lightly turned down...
Well, the other guy's the other guy.
She seems to me because she is a student named Kirasaka who always behaves and behaves obliquely in anticipation.
The boy student, scattered in front of his classmate, softly drops his shoulder and returns to his seat.
The next boy would attack instead, but it was also instantly jade crushed.
So who goes beyond that wall of distress?
As I inadvertently lurk my breath into the unfolding of a game that I can't keep an eye on, Beautiful Lusaka sounds cuttlefish and walks up to me.
"... what's up?
The game isn't over yet, is it?
Beautiful Lusaka gave me a sigh of sigh as if I was sick of asking, I said.
"I'd like a little outside wind, you can come with me."
"Oh, I don't like it."
Tell me about her yourself. Oh, my God, it was an instant answer.
An ultra-fast attack with or without mention, no less than the earlier Beautiful Lusaka.
I never thought about it, and when I realized it, the words were out of my mouth.
This is the reflex behavior...
The nearby classmates look at us with their mouths open in response.
Without even being angry, Kirasaka smiled small with Couscous and forced him to take my hand away.
... I'd like you to say that if you're compulsory.
I'm too scared of being pulled with laughter or something.
"Doctor, I'm going to get the student chairman the paperwork he needs for this internship."
"Oh, oh, okay"
Look, isn't the teacher in trouble, too?
What bad girl, like the student going away in class on his own?
One voice came out of the classroom when he tried to get out of the classroom completely but still.
"I have the application form I asked the chairman for, too, so can I get it?
Shizuku.
The chairman hasn't told me there's an application form or anything, but don't use the chairman as a pretext to follow us completely...
Shizukuishi, who followed us on a small run, and the two of us naturally went down the stairs leading to the rooftops of the two buildings instead of the student club room.
Finally, what I saw through the door of the classroom was the appearance of Yudo, only one of the students who looked envious of this one, with a look like he was in wonder.