What a word to hang.
Think between the two you feel endless, even if it's the distance you reach if you move your body a little bit.
But nothing comes to mind.
Always is.
At the heart of the matter, good words do not come to mind in important situations.
Even though I usually get so much pepper and words as I can see with a cold gaze from around me.
... I don't get it.
I've never even thought about having a problem like hers before.
It is difficult for a person to show understanding in words and situations that have never been said or experienced.
Naturally, I'm no exception.
Whether forced to float words or say them, inadvertent words only appease the opponent poorly and make him have only expectations.
Then, even if it's a word that doesn't make them expect anything, would it be better for them than the word they've worked on?
"Honestly, I can't tell..."
Without obscuring words, I say clarity.
It's up to them to decide whether to call my words irresponsible or a renunciation of thinking.
But the woman I know, Sadashi Kurasaka, is someone who understands me a lot.
If I were to impose limiting conditions since I advanced to sophomore year, I would be a student who had looked at me closer than Shizuku, a childhood tamer, and had made observations.
I guess it's not me that Kirasaka Minoru said was ”special” to show a sudden, sympathetic response here.
So pierce yourself without bracing.
Even if this choice is wrong or a selfish push.
That's why I have to think about it.
What's so special about me?
Definitely the first thing that comes to mind is family, Shizuku, and I would call it special about someone who has spent years with me.
But the word "special" she's been kept saying should be different from this.
That's why I have to tell her.
Because I don't know, because I've taken a completely different path from her...
It's hard to understand. There's got to be something I can say because I'm the one.
"... but it's also true that I do have to say talent"
……
The difference between a genius and an ordinary person.
Differences in specs as a person exist no matter who says what.
Only this thought will not change how much time passes, no matter who says what to whom.
There are definite walls that can never be filled with effort.
There are always limits to how much study, sport, and the arts, where efforts have been made in various fields.
That's why there are so many people in this world who chase dreams and frustrate them that they can't count.
There is certainly a difference in effort that cannot be helped.
"It's an undeniable fact that Kirasaka is a special person from the side... rather it's harder to raise a negative opinion. Even if I know that doesn't work for you."
"Yes..."
"But..."
But that's not the answer.
When I cheek the rest of the sandwich I had in my hand, I pour it in with the tea offered.
With that momentum, I went on with the words.
"But... that's all, you're not great because you're good at your grades, or special because you're the president's daughter"
I was just jealous of something I didn't have, and something doesn't change either.
Unless you move on to behavior and get the results at the end of it, even elementary school students will know that nothing will change.
You don't have to do anything to change the world, it's just arrogant thinking.
I mean, if I could say something, all I'm saying is, don't worry about words from around you.
It's just that I have something that I don't have, but only because I'm jealous.
Well, I guess that's not what I could have said.
One, with a thin, bitter laugh, next door Kirasaka was lying down to deflect her face.
"It's about changing your mind... it's a bargain to have something people don't have"
It's a cheap word for me.
I've been telling them this for a long time, but I felt incapacitated.
From her point of view, maybe my words are manipulative.
But that's all I can say right now.
"... hehe, yeah"
Beautiful Lusaka, with her gaze back here, said with a slightly more possessed look that fell off.
Wasn't her impression bad just because she didn't get a response with a cold gaze and voice?
Nevertheless, I changed my mind and asked about a word that came up during her earlier conversation.
"Nevertheless, for a long time I have been liked by Beautiful Lusaka..."
No matter how much you don't treat her as excessively special as you do around her, I feel weak for a reason.
It can't be that easy for a beautiful girl to like me.
To my inquiry, Kirasaka said that she would put her hand on her chin and look at the idea.
"I've never been as interested in a specific person as you, too... but now I'm beginning to understand why."
"Heh... why?
I overheard the slightest words in a delicious mood.
But what I returned was both an answer and a hard word to say.
"If there's something missing from me right now, I think it's a love that can be considered a flavor of adolescence."
"Love..."
I wonder what you're going to say, it's their only statement.
I didn't know I would make such a statement even though I have a distant, lonely high school life, such as youth and love.
In response to the twisted reply, she looked at this one with a serious eye.
"Unexpectedly, I'm looking at Kanzaki-san and Makoto, and I think I can see an answer to a feeling similar to the discomfort I've been feeling for a long time."
Unwillingly...... Kirasaka said to add just one last time.
So far, I thought it was because I was childhood friendly that I wouldn't have to be hostile to Shizuku.
Well, I hear that women form more complex relationships than men, and that their relationships are no exception.
"So you're gonna have a date with me this weekend."
"I don't like it."
Just like when she asked me out for lunch, she already said, as a matter of decision.
I guess this is an inevitable event at a time when I instantly find it difficult to say no from the look on my face, from my voice, from my attitude.
Words indicated rejection, but she keeps talking.
He also seems to have some fun whining about the date, time, place and outfit.
"Well, I'm ready for a date, so I'm leaving today."
"Oh come on... skip class this afternoon"
Flip yourself over and gently take your footsteps off this scene. Kirasaka leaves.
The last time I looked back, her expression was so slightly missed, but she had a slight grin.