It was a matter of silence for both of us if we opened the lid, whilst largely declaring it an operational meeting.
That should be it, too.
Each other understands what the problem is and what to do to get closer to a solution.
But the problem lies in the fact that it has already developed to a level that cannot be solved by individuals alone.
No, let's correct it.
Me... Things are starting to move to a level that I can't solve with the power of True Companionship.
Hence the silence.
I know, there's nothing more I can do on my own.
One case of white stone, even solving the problem of student council elections, comes up next about the Executive Committee.
Even if we could solve that, we'd have to look at essential relationships next.
But when I ask myself how much, the answer never comes to mind.
It comes to mind if you're sending forward the issue of shingles on the spot, but that doesn't make it a fundamental solution.
Previously self-depraved, self-centered thinking also makes me saddened by the fact that I have to broaden my horizons about my surroundings.
But even if I understand it in my head, the root part...... a chunk of self-consciousness rejects it and consequently I don't get it.
What's in it for me to go so far into a junior I don't even know and help solve a problem?
Even if it can be solved, there is a relationship problem.
What the hell is childhood familiarity, with friends, with classmates...?
Is it a mistake to try to push Shizukuta into the framework of that category?
Already, there are times in me when I wonder if she, they are formed as another relationship.
Friends...... thinkers, none of them are.
I resent my vocabulary for what it is appropriate to describe it.
Was the choice I had made to be the right one, the action, really the right thing to say and do?
... No, this is a problem because now I can think back to the past.
I kept picking the best in that situation.
I intend to.
But I've been thinking about it lately.
What is the best.
I guess I'm just justifying my guiding principles as correct, and from around me, that choice is bad, and I look like a funny person.
I was doubting my legitimacy because I was around right, excellent, and close.
During the silence with Shizukuishi, only the never-ending chain of thought circles the brain, as if it were stepping into a swamp as deep as it thinks.
"You are a very strong man..."
"What suddenly..."
It was that one word that finally came out of my open mouth.
By what, what is strong by what standards differs in individual values.
I don't know what she means to be strong.
"... you're the only one who hasn't changed for a long time... around and me. Before we built the excuse that changing is about growing up, we've spent so much time abandoning ourselves and overwriting our new self."
……
That... must be natural.
That's normal, and I guess it's anomalous not to.
It wasn't the same, it wasn't the same.
I didn't want healthy coexistence with my surroundings until I changed myself.
I just hated the public's peaceful routine, the commonplace days.
A superficial relationship, a daily routine of selling charm to people who stand above themselves and gaze at their complexion.
If that's a real relationship, I don't want anything like that.
The chairman also said, should I speak of a secure space?
The way I've been craving is exactly like that.
I guess that's why the chairman chose me.
"I can imagine that this series of problems will also be solved through the will of the" true compass ", as you have always done."
"... that's all I can do."
I know best what I can do.
Just repeat how you choose the best of your limited abilities and choices.
Even in situations where people hate you in the process, it's not your nature to care about your surrounding gaze until you abandon yourself.
"So you're strong... but I don't want you to be alone any more."
The raised gaze also seemed to shine together the light from the window.
Perhaps there are thin tears in her eyes?
"I can't bear to see you become someone's... but I don't like to see you alone without anyone's interest."
"It's inconsistent, isn't it," Shizuku muttered with a bitter smile.
But I couldn't affirm the word contradiction.
I can't imagine how much I felt disgusted by the way I was alone.
Because it was normal for me and it was no different everyday.
"To tell you the truth, I was a little happy to see Mr. Kirasaka talking to you in the new semester."
"Glad?"
Reddishing her cheeks, Shizuku nodded.
You had that emotion between the two of the dog monkeys...
He tries to open his mouth to ask why, but first Shizuku began to speak the sincerity of the word.
"Other than me and Yudo, I was glad that someone had finally come out to know how good you were... and at the same time I was angry that you were a woman."
Shizuku, when he uttered the words added to the end of the story, was completely faceless and I could imagine the anger really engulfing him.
Scary...... Shizuku-san Scary.
"That's why I don't like the fact that you're not being duly acclaimed and that other people are being praised for what you're supposed to be doing the hardest part of this problem."
Shizuku ran out of words to declare.
Serious eyes are directed this way with a strong eye.
This is speculation, but maybe she has that experience too.
She was the last one to be praised for not being appreciated for her hard work students back there, even though she didn't do anything... what a thing was going on.
No, I guess they did.
"... it's been like this before, and it's normal if you try it on me"
There will be no interest from around, and I don't want it to be praised.
So I'm not going to do anything around saying how hard I tried again this time.
I just did, and few people believe that.
When I told Shizuku, all she had to do was smile lonely.
It's a smile as if you were giving up, as if you knew beforehand.
"Right... you don't want that."
"Ah......"
Gradually the volume decreases, and at the end of the day he returns the gavel with a slight sense of sorry to Shizuku's voice, which becomes so small that he can barely hear it.
Usually, that was the end of the story.
Shizuku, who dropped his shoulder, is lonely and leaves the room, but it didn't happen today.
Without dropping his shoulders, he immediately turns his gaze upwards, making his eyes feel something similar to his strong will.
"So... I'm watching you work so hard nearby! Even if no one praises you, I say you worked hard... and I think he will, and Yudo will."
Shizuku said that person, I somehow know who that is referring to, even if I don't put it into words.
It must be about Kirasaka.
And Yudo said it was the same.
"I'll help you."
It was as if I had never heard this opinion, and the figure of Shizuku, who said so, was only a little back to the old Shizuku.
Without listening to my words, I was just smiling and innocently pulling my hand away back then.
The hand offered is a white, small hand.
But he had a hand that made him feel very comfortable.
Shizuku immediately grabs my right hand, which moves slowly, as if he were hesitant to hold that hand back.
I smiled bitterly at her and told her.
"Sorry...... please"
"Yes! I'll take care of it!
Would there be such a dependable childhood tame?
Shizuku Kanzaki felt strong and kind today.