A day, a day and a passing routine.
Today we can see the cultural festival looming to this day, not only in the atmosphere of the school, but also in an external sense.
The joint cultural festival with the orange infarct women's college was eventually to be held.
The decision-maker still seems attractive to the school side that Se Liang also said about sharing ground, volunteering in future joint ventures, and community activities.
That's what I was already prepared to do when Sudo informed me, so none of the student council officers complained.
The day after the formal decision was made, the announcement was made to the students through the bulletin board.
Many puzzled students were also seen, but that quickly turns into a bustle as well.
Students still like busy things.
Everybody join hands and get along, and it's an easy thing to do.
There was no way I could complain and only sigh overflowed with students who were not supposed to know how it was going to get to the decision.
Then, the days passed and preparations for the cultural festival took place steadily, mainly in Shiraishi.
Final decision on the offerings for each academic year, accompanied by a reorganisation of the budget.
This is the work carried out mainly by Kirasaka and Miura, not by the Executive Committee.
The two created such brilliant budgeting that faculty could not even say what they complained about in the right amount of money.
Secondly, it is still between students that the problem has arisen.
Complaining about the location of the store, the outfit, the budget etc... I don't have any kiri if I mention it, but that was a lot already.
From people like me, I get the idea of "Ugh, we haven't done anything in particular, so shut up and obey", but Yudo and Shizukumi turned to persuade each and every one of those students.
With regard to the location, both of them had worked together to consider the right place, and had also resolved the issue of the store opening cover in a fair manner.
Complaints about the budget, too, honestly, did not even pose a problem.
Whatever, it's Sadashi Kurasaka who created it.
There were certainly students who visited the Executive Committee who wanted a little more inside.
But he said who was in charge, and the moment she stood up, he drooled his neck (Kobe) and ran away.
Well, you're scared...
Even I'm confident that if she stood up and stared at me with that freezing gaze, I'd get away with it.
As always, I was thorough on the back and providing backup where it wasn't enough.
Miscellaneous business, hard work, courtesy of the chairman, that's the place.
I'm going to miss having nothing work asexually, so I didn't have to get out of hand because I had been given some proper work.
Faculty are also helping out a little, including subjects that are progressing faster than planned, which can be used to prepare for class cultural festivals.
The school, which changes from day to day, makes you feel that a cultural festival is imminent to date.
At the end of the class, walking alone in the hallway to go to after-school activities, the inside of my pocket vibrates several times.
When I took out the smartphone, Maple contacted me.
This will be discussed again at a later date, but as a result of the consultation, the Orange Infarction Women's College has also decided to perform and chorus using the Civic Hall.
And the student council's mock store opening was also granted permission.
In general, the cultural festival was completed in a way that matched this hope with the other party's.
As a bridge between the two schools, the brothers and sisters are in contact.
Even today, an email from Maple wrote about the state of preparations for Orange Infarction College.
'No problem, the store is decided by crêpe!
I check the short sentence, and then it's in my pocket again.
"... crepe."
I shrugged as I walked alone in the hallway.
It has been decided that only one battle will take place at this cultural festival.
We adopted a system to get people to vote on the satisfaction of both school student unions opening stores, that is, which was tastier.
The conditions for opening the store are food only, but it is forbidden to use raw ingredients.
Since the store's deadline for contacting me today is up to today, I am contacting you about the decision.
Of course, we have decided to open the Sakura no Hill School Student Union.
I also tell them, so Se Liang and others must have burned their sense of confrontation and creped it.
It was two days ago that we decided to open this store.
"We're going to go with pancakes, okay?
Chairman, I am familiar with you and will silence you for a moment on a proposal written with a small and adorable illustration on the whiteboard.
It wasn't that I disagreed, it was surprising that food came out of the chairman's cuteness.
I remember the Chairman's proposal.
Speaking of which, you took the chairman and Shizukuishi and Kirasaka after school...
The idea came from it or the chairman also told it with a lively look that he was confident.
"I think it's also good in terms of cost"
"Yeah, I think I'm good too, because there are a lot of girls coming to school on a joint basis, so I don't think I'm going to have to take them off."
When Miura and Koizumi agreed, their gaze was directed at Hino.
He puts the basin in his hand immediately on his desk and then answers in a panic manner.
"I think it's good!
……
Absolutely, you didn't think about it. This guy.
It feels amazing that I was answering like a spinal reflex...
The chairman turns his gaze to the seat where I sit at the end.
Next door is Shizukuishi.
She recently joined the student council, albeit tentatively, by interviewing the chairman herself.
"We will obey the chairman..."
"Yes, I'll take care of it"
Originally, this battle may be referred to as the battle between the Chairman and Se Liang.
That would be the best way to go if the chairman decided on a proposal.
After making sure they all agreed, the chairman shrugs as if to recall.
"That pancake was delicious. I want to go again."
For some reason, my gaze turned me into an awkward mood.
Is this what you're being asked to react to?
But there's a possibility of talking to myself... because Shizuku next door is releasing some kind of intimidation to the chairman, so I guess it's a word directed at me.
"... do you mean we all go by confirming the flavor we are aiming for?
I said softly and modestly.
... It's not this kind of gala.
It would be the exclusive patent of someone pretending to be a prince.
Oh, my God, there's nothing I can say disgusting about it, and the chairman had just a little bit of a blow in his mouth at the words he suggested.
... where is Kirasaka, such as making fun of younger people?
Or I feel angry if I don't even call Kirasaka.
"Like, let's go!
Koizumi rises and nods happily.
Neither Miura nor Furano have any particular plans, and Shizukuishi naturally follows them, so the student council officers went to the pancake shop we visited last time and decided on their own theme.
Continue through the after-school hallway and open the audiovisual room door that is the root castle of the Executive Committee, recalling what happened a few days ago when it was decided in such a way.
Is it coincidental or inevitable that the genre is similar?
Nevertheless, if it's a battle, it's something similar, so let's just say it's a clear win or loss.
"Good luck......"
In the audiovisual room, in which only one person participated slightly late, students rush in and out again today.
It seems more efficient to keep the door open and secured.
Upon entering such an indoor setting, Shizukuisha, and Kirosaka greeted the student council facade.
As each returns his words to this greeting, he goes on to say that only Kirosaka was waiting for him.
She walks up to me and sticks out the screen of the smartphone she took out.
What I wanted to see was a short message screen that I felt was a little out of date.
There was no subject and it turns out it was just a contact from someone named "Father".
"What...?
"Here, take a look at the content."
Further staring at the smartphone protruding to the front of his eyes, the content said this briefly.
"Bring Sy and Makoto."
... What's this?
Totally stopped thinking and told me that Kirosaka was pale because he didn't understand the situation.
"I'll have my father meet you."
I'm sorry, I wasn't sure.
The kind of response that was often returned on the Apple Mark smartphone was regenerated in my brain.