There are few rules for scheduling in school trips.
Divide into men and women and work with the classmates each likes.
Then, allocate the numbers by gender and make the last draw to combine the squads of men and women.
Mandatory is that the total number of persons is at least four.
There are other details, such as the fact that the team can decide who is in charge and always take care to communicate with the faculty, but this is not an issue in the team decision.
To put it succinctly, this is the extent.
All you have to do is set your destination for each squad and enjoy your study trip.
"That concludes the explanation… If anyone has any questions, please ask the teacher separately"
When I read up to the last sentence in front of my classmate, I walk out from the front of the teaching table toward my seat.
At first it turned into something quiet in the classroom that was so loud, and at the end it's easy to explain.
The silence of the classroom gradually turns into a welcoming mood with no more humans standing in front of the students.
For the students, this is where the fun starts.
School trips, biggest event just for sophomores.
Students who are not looking forward to it are more rare.
Sit back in your seat in the classroom going back to busy seeing who squads with who.
"True... you're good at the rhetoric of making enemies, you are"
I just sat back, and Kirasaka shrugged.
She had already taken a manuscript out of her desk and seemed uninterested in scheduling, etc.
Speaking of Beautiful Lusaka, that's it.
You enjoyed the situation in the classroom yourself, but instead zero sigh by suppressing your desire to say back what you were talking about.
Because it's a student council, that's what the faculty said but it's not a position to be pushed to take care of anything else.
This makes young people want to throw targeted moves against faculty these days, but they stopped because they were younger.
"Squad... have you decided with whom to work?
In the class, the students get up and gather together with the students that each plan to organize.
Men and women alike, that sight remains the same.
However, there are numerous male students who see Kirasaka in a flickering way.
Due to the rules of the squad, it must always be composed of men and women.
From a person who favors Kirasaka, there won't be any more opportunities.
Naturally, in their hearts, they should be hoping to be in the same squad as Kirosaka.
What a thought as she looks at the surrounding situation, Kirasaka closes the literary book in her hand patterned.
And I turn my gaze towards this one, tilting my little neck just saying what I'm talking about.
"What are you talking about?... Makoto is in the same squad as you, right?
"Were you listening to me...?
Naturally, right? It's a statement that completely ignores what I was describing to my classmates, even if they say so.
Till I get the opposite impression that it's something I can often say with my chest up.
Beautiful Luosaka, who opened his mouth and looked at this one pompously, confirms the distributed paper at hand.
There is a detailed description of what I described standing in front of the table.
Immediately the expression turns into a calm one, putting his fingertips on his jaw and putting his imaginary face to his face.
Honestly, there is no other way to rely on the luck of time when it comes to combining men and women.
Even with her brilliant brains, there are no countermeasures, but still Kirasaka lifts her hips more or less.
Different students were blinded by what she looked like as she made strides toward a noisy spot at the center of the class to determine the squad members.
I'm one of them.
Looking at what to do and just a little worried, she stopped walking beside Shizuku, the central figure of the female student.
I need to talk to you for a second.
That said, Kirasaka, who spoke to Shizukuishi, points behind the classroom.
I can't even get out of the classroom while I'm in class on a boulder, so I guess I want to talk to my classmates at a distance that I can't hear them.
Shizukuishi, aware of the meaning of pointing fingers, also moves backwards to the classroom with a slight surprise as to what is going on.
As all my classmates gaze at them, I wonder what's wrong with squad formation from my seat.
Nothing makes sense in squad formation when it comes to having too much blessing.
Instead, are you in this class, such as a strange person who invites me, who was currently in the progression and lowering the impression from my classmates?
With that in mind, looking around the classroom again, Yudo slipped out of the center of the class subtly and sat down in my front seat.
"Where do you want to go?
He was flattered to speak with a single hand of the travel magazine he had brought for the reference materials.
Yudo, who noticed my gaze, asked strangely.
"Maybe you're not interested in Okinawa?
"No, I just want to hear about why you're normally going to be with my squad before then."
On top of the material he brings, there is a piece of paper to fill in the name of the squad member.
There, in the section headed by the squad leader, is my name, underneath which is Yudo Ohara.
With Kosokoso and his unlike behavior, his classmates also move their gaze in an instant to look for Yudo, who disappeared from his seat.
I don't care how the end of the line of sight I eventually got to was just a little convinced that it was this way.
"What, you're not gonna put together?
On the contrary, this one zeroes his sigh at listening back to the way he was surprised.
I have no one else to organize with, so I just have to be prepared to be resented by my classmates.
Get your hands on the material Yudo brought to you without returning a reply.
The faculty returned from the staff room in a situation where the two of them silently searched for a place they wanted to go.
One hand holds a lottery box made of cardboard.
Placing the box on the table opens his mouth.
"The determined students will draw lots where all the forms have been collected so that they can submit them."
For a brief explanation, the students react in various ways, nodding and returning in words.
Yudo had just finished the conversation and handed the paper he had just brought to his post.
Now it's confirmed that Yudo and I will be in the same squad.
From the boys, I'm sure they were unhappy, but Yudo's opinion made no one pinch their mouth.
With the submission of forms for all classmates, the team of men will be announced first.
"Makoto, Ohara is Team D."
As a blackboard clerk, a female student writes the names of me and Yudo, and says D under them.
The girls make a little noise.
Next up for boys, a team of girls will be announced.
Now the team that pulled Team D will be with us.
All the boys' draws are over, and the girls' combinations are announced next.
I was watching the class from my seat, but next door, Kirosaka is waiting for the results as Shizukuru prays hand in hand a little further in the gaze.
... Are you okay with such a serious face?
It's the difference in expectations for school trips that makes me think that it would be a free day for school trips.
"The women's Kanzaki and Kirosaka groups..."
The boys make a little noise when the chairman makes a statement.
I guess the two people you never get along with were shocked to be in the same squad.
At the same time, it is a sign of expectation, due to the emergence of the possibility of being able to join the same squad as these two.
If you wonder what these two were talking about back there, were you talking about being in the same squad?
unexpected…
With that in mind, wait for the next word that the incumbent will say.
"They're Bravo Squad."
The paper he pulled says "B" in large part, and the male students who joined the same squad at the moment they were told to cheer.
But on their backs, the two of them dropped their heads on their desks in exactly the same reaction and tried their best to be discouraged.
Shizuku looks back at me in tears, and I shake my neck sideways all the time telling her to give up.
There's nothing I can do about all this.
Should I also say something to my neighbor, Kirasaka, and when I turned my gaze to the side, I whined small with powerless eyes, like the end of the world?
"I... I'm not going on a school trip"
"Go..."
Never, it's not my fault or Yudo's.
It's not bad, but I decided to keep it in the back of my chest that I felt sorry for both of us for some reason.