"No... I'm not the one who gives such a boring answer."
Clarity, Kirasaka told him.
A sharp, cold gaze as if you were looking at someone else.
My eyes were sharp enough to make me feel that way.
"Me or Kanzaki-san... and Ohara knows you're at least honest with yourself."
"... I'm still going to be honest with you."
I'm not going to say anything wrong.
After thinking through it, it was an earlier word that came out and I'm not going to lie.
But Kirasaka shook her head beside her.
"In one opinion, I have a part to convince. But I don't think it's your word that we know… I don't think it's yours that I like."
Beautiful Lusaka looked at this one just a little lonely.
In her eyes, when does it compare to what I look like?
Was I changing a little too, just because I didn't have an unusual consciousness?
Has she, Shizukuishi, or Yudo changed the direction they don't want?
"In those days, Makoto, you were the kind of person who would make us look at the students who flock to us and say, 'I'm sure they don't all have the same idea... but at least I don't believe in popularity like being flushed around...' I don't think you can say the same word right now."
You were saying that...
But that's certainly not what I would have said before.
What kind of person do you think I was?
No, not everyone, what kind of person did I think I was?
unmotivated and observing them around like other personnel.
I seem bored somewhere and twisted a little without bending my thoughts...... is that my personality?
Oh, come on, what kind of trouble is that?
I never feel like I can be my friend.
Well, it's about me...
But she's right, it's a word you might not imagine from me right now.
Beautiful Lusaka was quiet without pinching her mouth next door when she was having a gathering syncing time.
Walk shoulder to shoulder along the boulevard of the mall to avoid the crowd.
Chirasaka continued her words as her gaze gathered in nearby Kirasaka, but she walked without worrying about what she was accustomed to.
"Recently, Makoto knew that you were uncommonly troubled. I know Kanzaki-san's confession, her relationship with Ohara, and I'm involved."
"Don't say it's unusual..."
Subtle, this kid seems to be uncomfortable without a thorn stab.
Kirasaka narrowed her eyes as if to pay attention with her gaze that she had pinched her mouth.
"... let me be honest with you, but that's such a crap concern"
Around kicking people's troubles in the ass, she seems.
I wasn't sure if I would ask about the reason, but I found it unnecessary at the next moment.
"What do you need to worry about when you only have about Ohara around you in the first place?
... pure doubt or follow her up...
Definitely the former.
Kirasaka says it sincerely.
I don't have any friends, so I'm telling you I'm fine.
Indeed, the surrounding environment changed dramatically over this short period of time.
As I advanced, my class changed and I joined the student union to deal with well-known students from time to time, even in the school year.
Yudo, arguably the only friend, broke his heart and was told his thoughts by Shizuku, a childhood trainer.
Now they say it's special to Beautiful Lusaka in front of me... honestly, it might have floated in a routine I've never experienced.
That's why all the negative thoughts came to mind.
Because I had never experienced it, I was acting and thinking out of the blue because I didn't know how to handle it.
Certainly there was a change around.
Too often I don't know how to handle it.
But something hasn't diminished.
Just knowing what they were thinking in words didn't change the person they were dealing with.
Then, as Kirasaka put it, isn't there a need for a human being named Makoto to be forced to change?
Because there are only people around who knew me before and were still close to me.
Depending on the way you look at it, this is a discretionary interpretation.
A selfish mindset, I'm just saying I won't change.
But let me tell you something.
Why do you think I have to change as I go around?
That's what I would have said before.
I don't live because I want a liking from around me.
Popularity, friends, lovers, it's not like I want popularity.
I just want to be normal.
I just want to be at peace because I wasn't born with anything special, because I'm mediocre.
No matter what the problem is, you just have to be lazy and eat nothing.
On top of that, could I give my own answer to Shizukuishi's thoughts and the words of Kirosaka?
"Ha..."
Exhale deeply and look up into the sky.
It wasn't sunny or cloudy, it was halfway through the sky.
"Did you get any answers?
Beautiful Lusaka, who had called out in anticipation of what was going on next door, was looking at this one with a mysterious grin, similar to when we first met.
I don't know why...... I feel like everything is being moved according to her calculations.
"You mean there was nothing wrong with the answer or anything from the beginning..."
"Oh, could it have been?
Beautiful Luosaka, who showed it in a blatant blur, immediately turned his gaze forward.
With a satisfying look, lighter footsteps than earlier.
One step late, Kirasaka shrugged as she walked behind in the form of following her.
"I was just a little anxious... I did want to confirm my feelings today myself. But I wonder what Makoto will do if you change."
I thought it would be nice to hear her say it.
He said I could have easily changed up until a few minutes ago.
But I don't know what to do once I give my own answer.
Once you decide, it's a good thing you don't even want to change it.
I can also say I'm an evil ghost.
"But I'm glad I already got an answer in you."
…………
Beautiful Lusaka, who said so and looked back, had a very beautiful look on her face.
The light plugged in from between the clouds lit up Kirosaka and looked as shining as it was being put on even in the spotlight.
But that's a flash of events and soon the sun's light will hide.
And all that remained was Beautiful Lusaka with a nigga and a bad grin.
"Well, let's have a date next week."
"You don't like it...... it would be too black to go to work on holidays for two weeks in a row"
There are a lot of companies that ignore labor standards these days.
Regardless, there is no dust in mind to return the holiday in two weeks.
While I was out of the mall, I had a little conversation with my old fishmonger and my plans for today were completely over.
The teasing old man's attitude came a little frustrating, so I decided to buy him some seafood tomorrow at the supermarket across the street.
I plugged it into a residential neighborhood and should have broken up with Kirosaka a a little further if it was meant to be, but she stopped.
"I'm good here today."
"Are you coming to pick me up?
"Well, that's the place."
When Kirasaka answered my question clouding, she turned her heel and started walking.
But it flips back in a twirl just a little further.
"Speaking of which, Makoto forgot I have a present for you."
"... I don't need it because I have a bad feeling about it"
No, 'cause I saw the look on Beautiful Lusaka's face, and I guessed something.
That's her look when she's up to something bad.
Take a few steps back to escape from the approaching Beautiful Slope, but when you notice it, you are instantly grabbed by the arm and drawn to it.
―――
"Become -"
Smells fluffy and sweet.
My face was buried in her chest, fixed so that I could hold my head back with both arms of Beauty Slope.
Suddenly he was stiffening his body, but soon he realized what he was doing and took a distance.
Beautiful Lusaka, a short distance away in front of him, had a niggling grin.
"This is for today's date...... but it looks like I wasn't wrong after all"
"... what are you talking about?... than that-"
"Well, now it's time to say goodbye, it was fun"
Think with a confused head about what to say.
But before that, Kirasaka finally whined about something and really left.
Wrapped in silence as soon as possible.
"What a guy..."
Raise your temperature with a weird sweat with your hands and chill.
I thought I'd do something, but it's unexpected.
After all, it's unlikely that I can anticipate Kirasaka-san's behavior.