Ordinary I and Extraordinary Them

On a certain holiday, there was a figure of women sitting in the living room of the True House as if it were normal to be in this house.

Shizukuishi Kanzaki, Shizukusa Kirasaka, and Shiraishi Akaba.

In the kitchen, the maple was brewing coffee for the three of us, and the cottage was taking a nap in its own room.

Though not meant to be a joke, it wasn't a slaughtered atmosphere, and ordinary conversations were spreading.

"You two always come here for the holidays?

To White Stone's inquiry, the two look silently at each other.

Well, lately... especially since the summer vacation, the two of us are so immersed in a companion house that we have no business, but it's a little embarrassing to put it into words when they point it out again.

As we waited for one of them to answer, the answer flew out of the kitchen as the two silences continued.

"Yes, basically you do."

There were four coffee cups on top of the basin and a chilled cocoa presumably for my brother's collection.

One by one, carefully placed in front of the three, then out in the hallway to his brother's room. To the figure of a maple, Shiraishi recognised once again as a sister who had been made.

My brother is that, and my sister is this.

Conversely, he also seemed to compensate for his brother's imbalance with his sister.

Looking at such a maple back, Shiraishi turns his attention to two seniors sitting in front of him again.

"I don't have any plans, and it's going to be hard for Maple to take care of you."

"A mother..."

Put a small scratch into a statement like a person in a position to take full care of you.

Moving her gaze around next door to Beautiful Slope this time, she said with grandeur.

"I don't care where I spend my holidays, this is where I settle down."

Even white stone doesn't even say a word about how to indulge in freshly brewed coffee gracefully.

Only the voice of the maple, which calls out to his brother from the hallway, echoes in the living room, with a silent space.

Really, they're crazy people.

White Stone thinks so, pouring the coffee in front of her into her little one's throat.

I don't drink coffee from time to time, so you can't really tell the difference or anything, but the maple brewed stuff is definitely delicious.

Situationally, there are currently only three female students at Sakura no Hill School.

In timing, Shiraishi threw the question he stepped into both of us on the occasion that it was the only place here.

"Why do you two like Senior True Good?

……

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Pure doubt.

There is no question that Shizuku Kanzaki and Minoru Kirasaka are excellent students.

In exchange, it's hard to snort honestly if asked if True Good Package is excellent.

His public appreciation is neither acceptable nor impossible.

However, Shiraishi has been involved with a human being named True Matsumoto.

So I'm not going to give him such an appearance rating around.

But still, there was no wonder the situation in which these two would like the same person.

Shizuku Kanzaki is childhood friendly.

So I was attracted to you because I've been close to you for a long time... I don't know.

Minoru Kirasaka is a privileged talent and environment, but has therefore been treated as a special.

However, the only true compass treated her as one person without any special treatment or attitude... well, I don't know.

All are, indeed, sufficient factors to attract, but it is purely doubtful that it is a true compact.

There are so many negative parts to him that they will continue to override the factors that attracted them.

Should I describe life attitudes, habits, relationships, and his own motivation or vitality?

I don't feel that.

Sure, he may have been the one to be attracted to once, but White Stone doesn't know why they stick so far.

"Has Mr. Shiraishi ever liked a man?

To Shizukuishi, who smiled and asked so, Shizukuishi answered after leaving for a moment.

"Well, a few people think it's good..."

Answering that from past memories, Shizuku next smiled bitterly.

I also knew I didn't ask that it was against me, not against the white stone.

"I'm just you... you're the first person I've ever known to be of the opposite sex."

"You're familiar with childhood..."

Then naturally I have no doubt that it was the first time I knew him.

Shizuku shook his neck sideways to the words he muttered as he thought so.

"No, that's not what I meant, it was your first time. He said he didn't like my hand, but he grabbed it without refusing."

At the end of the gaze she pointed at was a place decorated with numerous pictures of the True House.

Among them were Shizukuishi and Shizukuishi from childhood.

A compact that looks disgusted with a full smile and looks out of sight of the camera against Shizukuishi, who hugs her in the arms of the compact.

After all these years, Shiraishi thought that seniors hadn't changed.

"If I were to analogize like you, I exchanged words, so I didn't mean I knew you because we played together... I don't know what to say. So isn't it because it's a relationship of childhood familiarity, but because you're the first person to recognize me and take my hand?"

At the end of the day, nearby Kirosaka zeroes her sigh at Shizukuza, who dyes her cheeks red and looks embarrassed.

"Isn't that explaining enough?

"Then you fill in the rest... because the two of you are asking"

Shizukuisha looks dissatisfied with the words of Kirasaka.

In a way like that, he drops his shoulder, and then Kirosaka thinks with his eyes narrowed.

Kirasaka spinned her own words, approximating the white stones that made her even feel beautiful and envious about her imaginary face.

"He's a different person from us, just as we're thought to be from around us."

It was an unexpected word.

Lightly, Shiraishi listens quietly to the words of Kirasaka, who told him without looking concerned.

"I am always a bystander without staining any color, unfamiliar and keeping a certain distance...... maybe he is the one who is lonely in the true sense"

From the eyes of Beautiful Lusaka, who speaks of that, comes some sad emotion.

Shiraishi also had a few things that came through the language of Kirasaka.

That man is heterogeneous in this age, in a different sense, in the presence of a student.

We can easily turn our backs on the opposite, whereas we can all turn forward.

I guess that's not a preference for loneliness or a rebellious mind because it's adolescence, but his natural humanity.

Makoto is possible if you want to get used to the group.

Neither possible nor impossible, in other words, it is a human resource adaptable to any place.

You can walk in the middle position without being neglected from around and without being scorned.

That's not true. His humanity rejects it.

"You're really a sweet person... you're trying not to be aware of it, not to be noticed around you"

Shizukuishi was similarly smiling with her expression but sadness was all over the back of her eyes.

The truth is, she's the closest I've seen to him that she appreciates about True Compact more than anyone else and sincerely hopes to acknowledge it around her.

"We're not perfect people or anything like we think we are... are we attracted to someone named True Compact because they understand it better than anyone else?

At the end of the day, Kirasaka pours the coffee left in the cup, saying words to Shiraishi that appear to be marked with a question mark.

Next to Kirasaka, Shizukuishi had the same look on her face and told her to add it.

"The truth is that we can't come up with words that people can understand either… please accept them with reference"

Shizukuishi's words. Finally, the sorority talk emanating from Shizukuishi came to an end.

What an awkward atmosphere it was difficult to say to visit.

What reached my ear to strike it off was the small running footsteps of Maple returning from the compact room to the living room.

Returning with the basin aside, Maple heads back to the kitchen in a hurry, seeing the cup that had already lost its contents.

"Excuse me, have you finished your drink already"

"No, never mind. We were just talking a little too much."

Maple also smiles and pours a change on the smile that Kirasaka showed for the first time today.

"Speaking of which, how have you been?

Shizuku asked Fu and Maple.

I was concerned about the compact that still appeared in my room, but what came out of the mouth of the maple was the words that darkened their faces unexpectedly.

"No... my brother said," There are white stones, and it's about them, so I'm young with words that aren't in my character, and yes, I won't leave the room "..."

No, Shizukuishi and Kirosaka raise their hips.

The expression is dark and the fist is gripped hard.

To the appearance of those two seniors, the two juniors, who even feel terrified, watched the sight ahead in silence.

He leaves the living room early on and enters the room with no voice.

From the end of the closed door I hear complaining words at first, and screaming ahead.

Shiraishi, who was shaking his body and watching the sight, was made to mourn that these seniors should not be offended.