As we move on to where we want to be, the number of people increases.
It was easy to imagine that some special situation was happening not just because we were approaching the main entrance, but because of the gaze and expression around us.
Just because I'm not involved, why do humans show interest in this as well?
There is no risk, people can sometimes be ruthless just because they have nothing to do with it.
No, he's unconscious, which is why he's being ruthless.
I don't care, but I can't beat curiosity.
I think so as I go against the flow of people.
There were no two people who were supposed to be under the student council tent set up ahead of the indicated executive committee tent.
Did they both go to see how the white stones were doing, feeling the surrounding conditions that were different from the busy ones?
For a moment, stop walking and look around.
I don't see you two anywhere that should be easy to find usually.
……
Usually, we concentrate on the trouble that instantaneously shows the gaze we are collecting.
Then there could be two of them ahead of that gaze.
I proceeded to sew the crowd, sometimes hitting me on the shoulder and lowering my head small with an apology, etc. The headquarters of the Executive Committee finally came into view.
The audience has stopped in a circular fashion avoiding a single point, as you can see from the far-roll.
Some of them were pointing their smartphones at cameras.
I guess the act itself has no offense.
In addition to festivals, if it's an irrelevant rub, keep a record...... In a modern era where SNS is dramatically fashionable, its unconsciousness can blade its throat into action.
If you're an outside person, you have to speak up and act modestly, but you block the camera from covering it with your palm so strongly in the uniform of the person who was pointing the camera to a single point.
"What?"
He gives his arm to the student who looks super upset and looks back here to emphasize his medal.
"It's a student council... please refrain from filming because it could be a hassle"
When told without looking at each other, the female student turned to the camera to avoid the hands she had blocked.
... Young people don't listen well these days.
I was a young man, too, convinced.
In fact, I'm even more convinced because I don't know how to listen.
But it's just a situation where I'm going to go where that camera is pointing, and I had the shooting stopped...
Zero deep sighs that you wouldn't have heard in the hustle and bustle, there were students who put their hands on the shoulders of female students as they pondered.
I guess the girl student thought it was my hand, looking back in the opposite direction to me like shaking it off hard.
In the opposite direction from me.
"You can't shoot people on your own."
"Ah..."
Yudo Ohara, the prince of the school, stood before she turned around.
The female student blushes in the words she gently wrapped her hand, which she should have shaken off strongly, and spoke with a gentle voice.
... Which prince are you?
Or which girl's comic book is it?
To the over-templated reaction, the expression expressed without hiding the flaw is directed at Yudo.
The two in front of me look like a comic strip.
Or I feel the female student's eyes sparkle with 20% more.
This is the school prince effect...... horrible.
Unlike when I was there, the female student who lowered the camera so much was embarrassed or hung off the spot blushing.
"Was it helpful?
"Is that ironic...?
With a chilled eye, exchange light interactions, as in the past.
It's a nostalgic feeling I haven't felt in a long time.
But it is surprising that Yudo also came to this place.
Yudo asked as he tried to move on thinking this guy would have been rather good with him.
"Is there anything I can do?
……
The words seemed to be an expression of intent not to move forward together and to try to resolve the situation in a different direction.
Maybe it was this guy who was trying to get more distance than me.
With a moment of hesitation, I nod small at the look of my smiling friend.
"Let the students around you stop filming...... later extinguishing the fire will be troublesome"
"Aye."
Relax to the way you responded with your hands up and head straight to the center.
I check my surroundings when I run, but I still see a student holding a smartphone in my hand just like a female student, but I'm not worried about that.
The problem that ends in extra worry drives away, and the voice of the junior reaches his ear at the tip of the approaching center.
"Therefore, I will pay back what I received..."
As he dived into the crowd that surrounded the white stones like the last wall, the white stones were bowing their heads with the students in aprons.
The young man standing ahead looked at the sight with a bad grin on his mouth.
... the chairman pushed me for a troublesome role as well.
He said it was a complaint, but he thought if he apologized properly for the normal problem, he would be fine, but this is a different case.
You can tell right away by the look on Shizukuishi and Kirasaka's face you refrain from behind Shiraishi.
The two of them had their gaze pointed at them that made them feel sharp, cold, even disgusted.
"So you can't be sorry it's over because you gave me my money back"
A man wearing jarring accessories on his blonde hair to the point of pain that he didn't feel the qualities among them told the white stone.
It would be a food-related complaint to see the baked noodles I had in my hand.
He interrupted his body so unnaturally in front of the white stone that he raised his gaze to say something back in response to the man's words that he exchanged his gaze with his opponent.
"… was it inconvenient?"
Standing in front of the men so that they are situated in the middle, they take it off green before their gaze turns to the armband attached to their arms.
You change your shape in your fist, but this is out of the way.
Silently offering an arm to a white stone that opens its eyes to surprise her sudden entry, she looks into the pocket of her uniform.
White Stone, who senses meticulous behavior that has not even been communicated with him, hides his armband in his uniform.
"Who are you...?
"... I heard you had a problem, so what happened?
The men smile with a better-templated evil face at the content of the topic, which has not been answered to the question asked by the other person, but has proceeded without letting the words pinch.
"Wait, there's no amount or flavor worthy of the amount, and I wonder if it was even in my hair and just a refund for my money"
The man uttered a so-called, classic and above all difficult to prove fact.
The food I actually had in my hand was attached to it like I sprinkled my hair on the top in an easy way to understand.
If this is not the case, it is until I say, did you sprinkle your hair?
But I understood that this was not a jokeable situation.
"Sorry about that...... I'll refund your bill so please take the time to go around the other stores"
I said, turning my hand toward opening the store lined up behind me.
Like only a mechanical response, it does not contain any emotions.
But I guess I already did white stones, such as this degree of correspondence, under a thin grin I could see room.
"I'd love to have a roasted noodle."
On purpose, the blonde says off pointing to the roasted noodles she has asked to return.
Another young man standing next to the man also laughs like a boy watching the bully from the side.
Do you enjoy this troublesome difficulty of exchange...
At least, I just hope the sentiment of fun I'm looking for isn't as thin and dirty as they are.
"I'm selling it to the store for 100 yen, so go ahead."
I point to the school building against the two of you who are enjoying this situation.
And to the words they uttered, they began to wonder if they had made any predictions.
"What the hell do you think you're doing here on purpose?
Keep your eyes narrowed and your voice contains slight anger.
The reaction as if I was doing the right thing, on the contrary, has seemed hilarious.
With your acting skills, you change your expression like a fool. [M]
"Did you wish to enroll… then the staff is handing over the materials in the front entrance behind you"
"... are you making fun of your customers?
"This isn't a restaurant, it's a high school, so you can't tell because the school rules don't even state that guests are God."
Just say the word provoking this far and anyone will have a lower boiling point.
Furano, blush your face with anger like your hair color, and the man steps forward.
At that moment, I capture the rear Shizukuishi and Kirosaka shaking their bodies to break into them in the corner of their sight.
But that's not necessary.
Raise your hand. Send a gesture if you don't need it.
……
If either me or the blonde takes one more step forward, his gaze crosses when his body is close enough to touch him.
The truth is, it would be great if anyone could choose a smart and beautiful solution, but I don't have the skills or the desire to talk about it.
Then we need to utter words that will ensure that the other person is silent within the limited options.
The students standing next to Shiraishi are very ordinary male students, the other two, and no matter where you look at the store opening, the food and beverage relationship is often where the boys cook and the girls serve customers.
I see the perfect student as I move my gaze around a little, wondering if there would be any element that would properly push me to shut up.
"In a class where only students have severe hair lengths and colors in the athletic department, would you refund them if they had a mixture of bright hair colored foreign bodies?
I pointed to the tray with the transparent lid and made another deliberate confirmation of the complaint these men were saying.
Looking back to ask for consent, he speaks to a male student in an apron.
"Sure, it was a boy student's job until he put food in the tray and tightened it with a wheel rubber lid..."
"Huh?... Ah, yes! Yes, sir."
The tempo is delayed and the boys snort.
Inside, I turn my body to the front again reassuring myself that I'm glad I wasn't denied that it wasn't.
Besides, it was helpful that the man in front of me was pointing my hair purposefully at me to emphasize it.
The word short hair adds weight.
Where did the extra grin go, what was different from earlier was the men's pale complexion.
The words I have just said are unfounded words that are appropriate.
A short haired boy student was running behind the men, so I mouthed it as I could think of it.
The humans in this hand are only gaining a sense of superiority in taking advantage of their situation and unilaterally beating the humans in weak positions.
There will not be anything in their memory, such as the circumstances and environment at the time the goods were handed over.
Even the proper excuse I created on the spot would be brittle and fragile if I created a situation where this one could stand on top.
I guess people who are as badly serious as white stones and have an understandable personality have become good.
The two men stare at each other.
Keep spinning your words so you don't give them time to remember each other's memorable scenes.
"Can I see the product if you don't mind...... it's ok, I won't throw away the evidence"
……
Smile, show maximum makeup laughter.
One step, one step forward, and on the contrary, the blonde retreats.
I don't even care about the sights and cameras from the surroundings that were depressing earlier.
Slowly, the target twists herself to reject it when she reaches out to catch it.
"... just a refund"
It turns into a gaze like seeing a creepy creature, making sure I told him in detail and stopping him from making progress.
I shrugged in my ear as I turned my heel back and proceeded to next to the boy student.
"... don't bring those guys in front of the store, just borrow the money temporarily from the executive committee member and give it to them"
"Yes..."
After hearing my words to the end, the boys students rush to the Executive Committee tent just around the corner.
The executive committee member who was watching the situation also gave him a change for his generation immediately, and the boys students carry it to the front of the men.
"Also, I'm sorry"
"... eh"
Grabbing the price offered to him in a rambling manner, the pair buzzes their heels and leaves under the main entrance to go off-campus.
Shiraishi looks up at this one with a difficult look as he waves flickering until he can no longer see it.
"Eyes for eyes, teeth for teeth... lies for lies"
I am not so much a saint as I tell all truth to a stranger, a man who shows malice and is relative.
I somehow understand what I'm trying to say, so I say it out loud to tell the Shizuku people behind me as well.
I guess Shiraishi didn't think those two were telling the truth either, there was nothing to say back.
Sometimes the look of looking down seemed overlapping with the time my sister was depressed, and I sew and walk through the students messing with my hair and scattering it.
Coldly around, it seems to represent what an indescribable humanity it is to find trouble dropping or leaving.
In it, I rang before returning to the man who was sitting with only one niggling expression.
"... Yudo, if you're free, help the student council"
"That's an order..."
Zero sigh and say no more words to some joyfully bitter laughing friend.
There was only a little distance between shoulders that hadn't been lined up in a long time, but I'm sure the slightest discomfort will shrink in the near future.