The town's shopping district had a different sight than usual.
A brightly coloured shirt uniformed for each class in a different uniform.
But the shirt also tells the story that some homemade awkwardness was created by the students themselves.
Many students overflowed the shopping district, which was usually crowded only at sunset.
However, not only students, but also a wide range of other age groups are visiting the venue with the same pleasure.
Many merchants working in the mall likewise had a cheer with the students.
Today is the day of the Joint Culture Festival of Two Schools, the first unprecedented attempt in the past.
And one of the biggest events in town to name and participate in shopping districts as well as high schools was about to open the curtain.
I stand beside one student in uniform.
He held a form with a day's schedule in one hand and spoke to the woman next to him, who was sitting in a vicious position.
"The chairman asks you to come up on the stage with Chairman Se Liang after a greeting from the town manager. You have three minutes alone."
Wearing an arm that says green student union, unlike a yellow arm stamp wrapped around a white stone arm, makes you behave like a student union officer in public.
Even though my head understands that all the gaze that gets noticed is directed at the person next to me, it puts strength into my body.
Something you don't like is not something you can easily overcome.
Even if it's because it's in the election.
"I'm going to make it easy to greet you in the mall... and it's rare that you're working on it."
"... for once, I'm an assistant chairman"
Having been elected as assistant president of the student council for the next semester in the election, we must not show the corresponding figure in front of the students.
Not to mention if it's a situation that stands in front of students at a major event called the Cultural Festival.
In the rear of me, Koizumi handed over a female college student to someone in the mall to make a final check on the time schedule.
Miura also continued to stare at the tablet terminal with numbers in one hand.
The only thing that kept me hidden in the corner of the aisle was whether you were the only one who didn't like the crowded situation because of the opening ceremony, or rather whether the students were not comfortable with his strong side.
Even now, about six months after joining the student council, there seems to be no progress in the friendship around him.
You have the courage to walk over a student here or, conversely, if you have the courage to try to deal with him from around you, you should be able to take off isolated situations like the status quo... but reality is something that doesn't work.
That's something I can say, not just about him, and there must be a lot of things that I and Shizukuishi and Kirasaka and others can't do well on their own.
"Isn't Kanzaki with you today?"
The chairman looked around and said so.
There's something I don't know about being considered a happy set at any given time, but I turn my gaze further back than the chairman was looking ahead to answer the question.
There is a place that just gathers together and has no control, releasing an international noticeable presence among the students that spreads around.
"If Shizukuishi says hello to the class guys... right there"
Even today, I keep smiling, capturing Shizuku as he was colluding with his students.
Somewhat, her position within the class did not change where her position changed.
Even if you're not doing anything, people gather around nature.
And there are positions and roles required.
Whether that's what he wants or not.
Shizuku is the healing around, the center and the driving force of action.
It's a big gear, and it's a collective called class that moves her out by getting stuck in the place.
And Yudo Ohara is equally a big gear.
Those two big gears were aligned for the first time that day, so the surrounding excitement culminates.
"The status of the class and everything else… helping the student council doesn't change the fact that it's the center of the class"
I look away at Wye and his classmates, who had told Shizukuda about their previous struggles and so on.
Sometimes I wonder if fulfilling it is really youth, though there is a "she was my youth" kind of thing in the lines I often hear in youth dramas and comics.
I guess it's a good memory of my sweet and sour student years in person.
I say it as a storyteller of stories, sometimes remembering the hopes and fantasies of being in love and scattered.
That time was the brightest...... oh my god.
In fact, that's what my father used to tell me when he was a student.
A time in my life when I was most vividly remembered and dazzled.
I can't complain or anything because my memories are shaped by my own subjectivity, but if I were to talk about the current class situation as a memory, I would like the word chaos to be firmly included.
We are gathered on a class scale, but our gaze is dichotomized.
Yudo for women and Shizukuishi for men.
Each and every one of the classmates is under control, conscious of each other not to act or solicit extra.
What is this... what kind of training ground?
I don't understand your desire to walk the school prince, the heroine, to a cultural festival, but let's give up a hundred steps and nod.
If it is an invitation coming from pure love, it is a clean action, I guess, but I cannot say it in its entirety.
I can see and hide my desire to walk with a kind of brand of walking around the center of the school.
I feel such a selfish ideal and ask them for it.
And this cultural festival is the typical event where students' aspirations are stripped away.
I'm sure that many of the boys who are now surrounding Shizuku will pull out their memories of this time a few years later and say, "The boys were in a fierce feud over heroin" or something.
Then put in a proper "chaotic battle".
I made a promise to you.
Watching with that in mind, the chairman turns his gaze in a different direction.
"... well, there are still some of them who have been noticed by students."
At the edge of the crowd, he sits alone meditating, keeping his back on the wall of a store lined up in the mall.
There was a neat looking beauty slope that only she would unleash a unique atmosphere and unconsciously collect.
One, lonely and at the heart of the school, but only she acted exceptionally.
That's probably the type of person who doesn't like to be tied up, and no one can tie him up.
That's why I can't speak up even if I'm interested around.
Do not hang, like a painting that is completed by being alone there.
"That's an exception."
Unexpectedly, I get zero bitterness and sigh.
Perhaps it makes us realize that the sight in contrast to Shizukuishi is futile because it is an instant poisonous tongue that doesn't even make her delusional from around.
It's an efficient and unaffordable response.
The response is really simple and total rejection because it seems special from around.
If so, I won't even let a boy student dream.
Even if I recall, I have kept it hidden in the depths of my chest only in bitter memories.
I'd be gaggling every time I remember her chilling laughter and chilling voice, and her sharp gaze frozen to the core of her body.
"I don't mind the chairman's view, so can you tell me when I think I can afford the time"
Ask the chairman as he checks the schedule.
To the question, with his gaze just slightly upwards and roaring with his imaginary face, the chairman confirms a watch wrapped around his thin arm.
"Right...... people will overflow for two hours after the meeting. But people will gather at the staple stores during the day, so if it's around noon, they'll be able to enjoy the cultural festival on a shift basis."
... twelve o'clock?
Sure, sweets aren't going to be staple foods, so you'll want other salt gas.
I wasn't going to buy and eat lunch properly either, so it's just fine.
I think so, and write "noon, alternate allowed" in the margin of the form in my hand.
"Is it also a class that cares about something?
I shake my neck sideways in the words I was asked to deny.
Honestly, I wasn't interested in knowing what kind of offering which class was in because I was full of heads in preparation.
It's just a question for me to make a promise.
"No, it's just double work in there."
Properly, utter words to speak.
But the chairman shows you what he thinks in that one word.
He looks like a kid who raised his mouth and found a nigga and an interesting toy.
"Oh... do you mind if I put in that work shift, too?
"Please joke... you will be sued as a black company for doing too much work"
"I wonder what company that is."
Zhenliang Co., right?
You have a reputation for working hours.
If you work overtime, you'll be ordered out of work immediately.
The company training is, "Let's work hard, but if you're tired, let's stop working hard."
How white.
"That's enough. It's time to move."
Press the back of the chairman, who is ruffling his expression at the leisure that he does not think is the person planning to take the stage on the stage, to proceed to the desired place.
Then he was smashing and squealing his complaints in an age-appropriate feminine and obstinate manner.
Going through the majority of that, the chairman said, turning only his face to the side.
"Now, instead of a cultural festival, let's have a good look at me at the opening ceremony"
Stop the hand you were pushing with that one word and stand still in a way opposite the chairman who flipped his body a little further.
Palms offered without sound reaffirm that she is only one little, white girl who is also different from herself.
I forget because of my words, my actions, my standing behavior, but this man is also a man who strives to embody perfection in man.
"... don't worry, there's no other place to look"
The chairman flips himself when he gently taps the hand offered and tries to match it, sounding a high-touch pleasant sound.
It's okay...... I'm not going to miss my last sunshine as chairman for anything extra, even if they don't say that.
"Good Morning"
Sending out the chairman and dropping off his back, I get a voice from the rear that I can't hear anymore.
I was just sick of it until yesterday, but I don't think so unexpectedly that day.
Looking back and facing each other in the front, I say my greetings looking into the pleasant eyes.
"Guys."
... Well, the voice is low because even flattery is not an intimate pattern and the right words spill unconsciously out of my mouth.
His opponent Se Liang also seemed not particularly concerned, smiling confidently.
How about that look from the beginning?
Is that it? Did I tell you you're the lonely one?
I'm telling you, I'm not alone, I'm alone.
No, you don't know, I don't either.
Needless to say, Se Liang also went through to get ready to go up on the stage. I know, but I guess there are requirements because we talked.
I think so, and I say what I expect when I wait for the words to follow.
"I'll let you win anything today."
I guess her consciousness is filled with battles with Shuxi.
Even though it's not in the form she wanted it to be, it looks like the wind hasn't hidden her upfront feelings on the occasion of her visit.
"Good luck... I'll buy it when I'm hungry too"
I'd like to cut the conversation up early and find a place to watch the opening ceremony in a place where one settles down quickly, but Se Liang keeps the word as if to discourage it.
"Isn't it normal there not to contribute to sales"
Isn't there something behind it... I can't help but sigh at Se Liang, who asked with his eyes closed.
Where I worked backwards, you'd be able to break through, but I throw purely thought-provoked words at you without ever turning a word to the truth.
"It's just that priorities aren't the same for me and you... because honestly, it's more important for me to have a safe ending than a battle"
Though I would be anxious to see if a human being in the same position as a student union would end up without delay at a time when he is only committed to battle.
If you ask me firmly, Se Liang...... I can't say how friendly I am, so I answer exemplary answers like honor students.
Shiraishi would have chosen this answer entirely.
Finally, he goes on to say "and…" and looks again at the senior in front of him.
"Do you have a brother who doesn't go to the store where my sister is?"
... decided.
This is totally a pattern where the other person can't say anything back.
I told him confidently, and when I looked at the reaction, he had a look on his face that pulled against expectations.
That's a pattern that doesn't go completely normal.
You didn't decide at all. On the contrary, you've been decided to certify Ciscon.
Se Liang just had a bitter laugh and went by next door.
... say something.
So you didn't learn in elementary school that ignorance is the most spiritual damage?
That's an essential subject to learn in the first volume of Botch's Fun.
But I'm pretty sure it made it easier for the troublemakers to leave.
Travel to the appropriate shopping district wall and wait and see the stage where the opening ceremony will take place.
And some time later, after the great buzz of the students, the mayor of the town, as well as Shuxi and Se Liang took the stage to declare the opening of the meeting.
My first cherry blossom festival as a student council officer marked the beginning of the moment.