The place where Cherry Blossom and Orange Millet first met was an empty classroom with nothing.
Place the two horizontal tables in opposite form, open the feel of leeway and install the chair.
I was only ready for the minimum necessary, and we were all waiting for the other side to come.
"Are you sure this is all you need?
Arashino says in a restless way.
To welcome students from other schools, I do feel that it is too much of a slaughter, but this would be the case if it were a sudden response.
The chairman's voice sounds in the classroom to calm him down as he adjusts the angle of the chair over and over again.
"This is done by sharing information in advance if other schools are supposed to interact. This time we learned that after school the day before, they complained about it."
I look at the conversation between the two of them sitting at the window.
The current time is 3: 30 PM.
The promised time is four o'clock, but it's not a strange time to arrive.
Next to Miura and Koizumi confirming the materials, I unintentionally sigh in anticipation of the developments ahead.
What is the discussion between the student councils?
In the end, I just want my students to resolve the changes to the event that are decided on their own, and it's just a spread of burden.
When it comes to student council work, the body looks good, but if you think you're being pushed for consistency in chores, you can sigh zero.
A conversation is formed because it is a student council that I have seen, but two people are enrolled in the student council who do not think they can communicate with strangers.
It's me and you, Aroma.
In advance, the chairman explained a series of conversations he had with Dr. Sudo the other day, but the possibility of making the conversation more difficult cannot be denied.
It's not Dade who's called the fire of reaction, the true virtue of reason.
I make such a proper joke, and when I'm squashing my spare time, the sound of stepping down the hallway sounds.
Correct a position where a few people, not alone, were leaning on the footsteps that solidified them and walked.
I'm choosing a place with few average students, so if you're walking in a group, you're definitely a student at Orange Meadow College.
A few times the sound of knocking on the door of the classroom is opened before hearing the words to be invited in.
The first person to come in was Dr. Sudo, behind whom were several female students in familiar uniforms.
Uniforms like sailor clothes, based on white and blue, are the same as those worn by maples every day.
The size of the embroidered crest on the chest seemed to represent a strong claim.
"They're our student council."
For a student council in a neighboring high school, albeit children, I turn my gaze toward the people behind it while the language is uncomfortable with teachers who are unusual.
The uniform looks correct enough to feel stubborn, whether it is dictated by school rules or the hairstyle is clean, and the clarity is strong.
Students with long hair are tied behind them and their forehair is stopped from being seen by pins and the like.
This is a rarely serious look among high school girls today.
Out of those few students, one pupil leaves one step ahead.
It seemed to prove that the strict misalignment was their leader.
... Maple, are you living among these serious students?
When she is stunned by her sister's ability to communicate and adapt to the environment, the female student in front of her opens her mouth.
"This is Se Liang of the Orange Infarction College Students Association. Thank you for your time today."
Armbands on arms, students around them stand step back.
I guess this Se Liang, who openly claims to be her chairman, is the student chairman of Orange Infarction College.
It's easy to understand.
The chairman answered Se Liang's greeting similarly step forward.
"Sakura no hill school student chairman Shu, first hang on to your seat, let's serve tea"
When I give you a signal with my gaze, you start preparing your tea in the pot you put on the edge of the classroom.
The other side also sits on their seats, and this one also sits on their seats with the chairman, Koizumi and Miura.
I stand correctly in the rear, and you move next to me when you serve tea for all the other students.
"... you heard of a free high school, but people with a lot of personality attend the student council."
Furano was just serving tea to a student named Se Liang, and she shrugged as surprised.
Students with flashy looks like you should be rare to them who spend their time disciplining themselves.
Understanding that point, the Chairman responds.
"A certain amount of freedom leads to an environment that is easy for students to spend, and you can also focus on your willingness to study. Because it is our school philosophy to tolerate play because this is the best time of puberty."
"I see, it's helpful"
Setra replies with unemotional words when she corrects the eyeglasses in her eyes.
It's a reply that I find absolutely unhelpful.
Materials on the Joint Cultural Festival prepared by Koizumi… Well, that's also a brief summary of what was going on with the number of visitors in the last year and the number of visitors to the other school, so it doesn't say anything more important.
You were shaking your body with Sowa Sowa before you handed out the paperwork and the discussion finally started.
"... the bathroom's out of the classroom, to the left."
"I'm nervous! I'm not putting up with the bathroom!
A sharp scratch is exchanged in a whisper.
When I'm soaked at the edge of my sight, I honestly want you to stay still because I'm frustrated.
You just hung up the right voice, but still got a little better, Furano. You set your posture and gaze forward.
"So may I ask you about today's visit?
The chairman opens the conversation.
Fragmented information is the only information we have.
It is the other party that has the lead in today's story.
To the Chairman's inquiry, Se Liang exhaled briefly and spun his words.
"We are here today to propose a joint cultural festival to be held at the end of this month"
"Is it joint?"
Only, this one doesn't break the attitude of not knowing the story.
Instead of pinching your mouth along the way, it's instructions from the chairman to have them talk to you until the end before you consider it.
"I think we have a general overview, but it is our intention to hold this year's cultural festival as a major event that also brings in our school, Sakura no Hill School and the shopping district."
One female student who was sitting next to her on Se Liang's signal took out the paperwork and handed it out to all of us.
When I dropped my gaze of receipt, the draft plan was a piece of paper with details.
It also says how much visitors can expect, from preparation costs to expected sales.
I can't come up with detailed data so far without being prepared well in advance.
As the chairman said, I'm pretty sure this plan has been launched on the other side for a long time.
Based on the contents of this proposal, Se Liang's words continued.
"As you may know about our school, cultural festivals are mainly the venues for brass performances, choruses and other presentations at cultural festivals that continue the good old traditions. And at Sakura no Hill School, we hear that students are going to have a mock shop for a festival in the school."
"Yeah, even if we leave aside the fine significance of cherry blossom festivals, it's not wrong to think about them."
The chairman nods at Se Liang's words.
Sure, that's a festival.
Is it right that a reduced version of the festival?
It is clear that it is an asymmetrical cultural festival between us and the other high school.
That's why I don't know what it means to be joint.
The brass club and choir club are also located in Sakura no Hill School, but they attend cultural festivals as general students because they focus on competitions, etc.
I won't be able to make it now because I haven't even practiced playing songs or anything for cultural festivals.
That's about as much of a suggestion as they know, so I'm concerned about the purpose.
Se Liang takes words further when he thinks so, observing both factions facing each other on the wall.
"It is my belief that a cultural festival integrated with a town that has never existed before can be opened by taking a hand in two schools and launching it as a major event involving a shopping district because of its different direction as a cultural festival."
Here, words stop to take a breath.
The chairman puts his hand on his chin and has a thought face, and Miura meditates on whether he is calculating his budget within himself.
Koizumi was nodding and showing a sincere response to their opinions.
Different directions...... that's why we hold hands together.
I'm not talking about something I don't agree with.
From the point of view of topicality and novelty, it does become a cultural festival unprecedented in the past.
But I'm pretty sure there are a few problems that I can figure out.
Budget first, and transportation between the two schools.
And whether it will be ready in a short period of time.
"First of all, how do you intend to solve the problem of how to connect the two schools or where to host them?
"There is a school bus at the Orange Meadow College, so I'm thinking about using that bus as a way to connect the two schools during the cultural festival. … if possible, we can fix the problem by securing a way to get around."
When the chairman also asks about the most problematic means of mobility, Se Liang replies promptly.
School buses between the two schools, and the shopping district are halfway between the two schools, so it would also be possible to travel on foot.
"Miura, how's the budget?
"Is the place just about every school, if you don't spend money on mobility and you're okay with it, the problem is do you have to increase your budget a little bit at the preparation stage due to the increase in visitors"
"Koizumi, how do you think students react to the cultural festival at the two schools?
"I don't think there are many positive opinions about the joint cultural festival, and I don't think there are many negative opinions in the sense that a budget increase would broaden the scope for us to do it."
Throw questions to the two most dependable people, next to each other who pinch the chairman.
And the chairman nodded and showed that the two communicated the opinions they each felt in frank terms.
It can be seen that the other students' tenacious expressions soften slightly.
But only one of them doesn't change his expression, Se Liang.
Only the eyes are directed at the chairman, and from the look on his face he can't feel what he's thinking.
It was dark, just dark and sinking in the back of my eyes.
Look at Se Liang, with that sentiment, the chairman turns his gaze to me backwards.
"How about you, Makoto?
I'm guessing you're asking me if I have any opinions from the whole discussion, especially since I don't specifically mention what I want to hear.
The chairman cautioned me, this time I was silent, but I guess this would be a good signal to lift the ban.
"I don't know what it means to do it jointly."
I'll be brief.
Surprised that only one of the other students is a negative opinion, Chairman Se Liang looks at it narrowly.
"The meaning is not in the past, involving both schools and shopping districts, as I explained earlier -"
"Originally we were talking about a sudden joint event, if it is a slowly regulated event in the future, there is no problem, but there is no point in jointly doing the highlights of each school... there is also a risk"
The plan itself is not a bad talk.
I greatly endorse the organisation of events that mix only two schools in the town and also the region because it is a rural town.
But isn't it important that cultural festivals are festivals for students and that adults do not intervene?
Parents and students alike can enjoy the free ideas that are unique to students, and what students make from scratch, even if they are never good at it.
Assuming the two schools become joint and the shopping district is a mixed event, the adults will be forced to intervene.
Can it really be considered a student cultural festival?
After hearing my opinion, the chairman turns around and puts his face back to the front.
Se Liang also realizes that the chairman has looked back and returns the gaze he was looking at this one.
The two glances will meet, and some compromise will probably start rubbing together suggestions for improvement or something.
Students from each faction watching the two in solitary spit.
It was Shuxi, the student chairman of our school, who broke the silence.
"I refuse"
"Huh...?
With a smile on his face, he turned down the suggestion he had been offered without any clarity or stray.