It was after Kirosaka's father, Kirosaka Miya, left the hotel.
Yudo and I sit back on the bench appropriately in an awkward atmosphere without even being willing to bicker, and the students at Sakura no Hill School start to get busy on the ground floor.
Check the time, it was already fifteen minutes before dinner.
Follow behind the students who head to the venue side by side with Yudo.
The students were gathered in the hall on the first floor.
Nothing else to do, so I leave myself to the stream to find a seat for dinner.
With free seating, many of the students sat on their hips in chunks.
Conversely, I don't see any good seats, to the extent that even small four-man seats or large tables allow about two people to sit.
Don't you have a personal seat or something?
As he stood up at the entrance and exit of the hall, looking around inside, he drew his arm to a student who came from behind the entrance.
"Let's sit over here!
"... oops"
It was Shizukuishi and Kirosaka who came in side by side from the entrance.
Shizukuishi pulls my arm, and Kirasaka walks silently behind it.
I guess you're going to sit in the same seat because you follow me here naturally, without Yudo saying anything.
Beautiful Lusaka, who I noticed, asked back.
"You can sit on the floor."
"I guess I'm a dog...... would you let me be present?
I laughed bitterly and Yudo said that I would recieve Beautiful Lusaka's words in a way I was used to.
For a moment, Kirasaka gave me a terribly unpleasant look, but when I turned to this one, I let him resume walking with zero sighs and nothing to say back.
Take it as a sign of permission, and Yudo walks from behind in a whim.
... Is something even possible in a subordinate relationship?
While Shizuku can take me, I think it's fu.
Occupying the empty four-man table, the seating order is Yudo next to me.
Shizukuishi and Kirasaka sit down face-to-face.
"Kanzaki-san, how about you come with us?
"Ogiwara, you're coming too."
Students with high in-school karsts, who had monopolized the big table before anyone else, speak up to the two.
Blonde, redhead, green, yellow, whoa, whoa. Which flower garden is this?
I wonder if sophomores would float a little too much because of the lack of hair designation.
Two seats left meaningful on a large table.
Adjacent, women line up on the left in a way where boys are sandwiched on the right.
Naturally, you expect us to be with you. There was even a mockery floating over here.
You just have to come over here, not in a place like that.
The two shake their necks sideways in response to the kind of reaction they're laughing at sitting in the corner of the room.
"I don't have to eat with you because I can't."
"Sorry, I promised you earlier!
We were smiling at each other, but words are both natural and extreme.
Against Shizukuishi, who rarely showed thorny rejection, Yudo chooses words to make it easy.
Neither is right, but the student side I invited looks unhappy at this one.
No, rather than this one, he was looking at me.
Me, not Kirasaka.
The reason is simple, and if you try them, the obstacle to getting in the way of a fun school trip dinner is true.
Gentlemen, if you're a high school boy, you'll make a good statement before I do.
I don't remember growing up to be a hateful, attentive male.
When the two of them turn down a group of central tables and confirm that they have sat down, they take their gaze off without giving a glance at the gaze directed at them.
Confirming that all students were seated, Okinawan cooking behaved after the head of the school year greeted him as he ended day one word at a time.
You can also drink octopus rice, mango and other juices all you want by Okinawa, and the four of us share a little bit to discuss your personal preferences.
The most questionable thing was the meat dish.
One dish with purple potato mousse on top of pork sautéed.
Even Makoto Makoto, who is said to have definitely won the top prize at the Kanagawa Prefecture Sweet Party Championships, could not show understanding in this flavor.
Why did you mix soggy and sweet?
The moment I put it in my mouth, there would have been a Question House floating over my head.
The person who thought about it must be the one who makes the strange idea.
However, they were all slightly different from the dishes usually spoken of, making it an interesting dinner with a plot of land.
I'm done with my stomach and all I have to do is use it for a bath and go to sleep.
Shizuku said he was out of the hotel hall and walking down the hall.
"If you're free, why don't you join us in making Cesar?
"... what, you can't make it here?
"Yes! They say students can experience it in the small hall starting at 7: 00."
I think about it when I see Shizuku say it in a fun way.
After this, I really don't have any plans.
As much as I thought I'd go home to my room and read a novel appropriately and go to bed, so it might be good for my spare time.
When I also asked Yudo and Kirasaka with my gaze, they both nodded and indicated their willingness to participate.
"Well, we'll meet at seven..."
"Copy that! Let's go, Mr. Kirasaka."
"Yes, yes, you're a bad guy."
Shizukuishi turns herself over and returns early enough to the third floor where the women's room is located.
After that, Kurasaka continued with a frightened breath.
"Can I have a word?"
……
We were suddenly called out from behind once we went back to our room, sweated and then resumed our walk to the ground floor again.
The voice belongs to the female student, and she stops without looking back at first that it would be Yudo, not me.
But when I doubted and looked back that Yudo had not started talking on the sidelines, what was there was a figure under the palace that took pictures of him during the day.
"What can I do for you...?
When she asks me, she turns her gaze to Yudo, who stands next door.
It looked a little embarrassing, and it was a meaningful gaze.
"Oh, I'm back first, you two go ahead."
"Sorry, Ohara-san."
"Never mind."
Yudo, realizing that the gaze she was pointing at meant that you and I wanted to talk, walks away from this place with a distraction.
Instead, I wanted you to perceive that I wanted you to stay by my side.
Hey, how long have you been dating?
That's how much you can tell. When you turn your targeted gaze, you can turn your "good luck" warm eyes.
No, this guy's a young bastard with pink in his brain.
When the two of us stand up until Yudo's figure is no longer visible, Miyashita looks out for the surroundings.
I guess I don't want to be seen in this situation alone.
Point to the aisle behind the less crowded store and walk ahead to direct.
I left my body on the wall ahead of the move and wondered what it was for, and as I waited, Miyashita started talking with a small voice.
"Today...... thanks"
"Is this about the pictures?... then I don't want to thank you or anything."
Rather, because it's worse to leave her alone in that complicated situation.
Same squad.
Shizukuishi or Kirasaka don't care, but when you face a female student you don't know well, your voice is low and your gaze is pointed down.
Low communication skills become exposed.
But she was holding her little hands together in front of her chest as she waited for words that would go on without thinking we were going to create a situation alone for an errand that she didn't even need to worry about.
I inadvertently dived my breath into a trick like I was determined to do something.
Inside me, my weak eyes dwelt on whether any determination had been consolidated, and my hands combined with strength.
"Makoto, I need a favor from you...!
……
Yes, Miyashita spoke.
Moments, a certain scenario floats in the back of my brain.
Also, is this...
Scenes that should have stayed strong in memory and were thin after changes in time and circumstances.
Time progresses as if to be forgotten and reminded.
I know what she's going to say ahead.
I also know what I can ask for.
But with his strong and determined caged eyes turned, he couldn't wait.
"I like you Ogiwara... that's why I want you to help me!
Only her words echo in my ears, like the noisy buzz and other lies in the hall.
At the same time, I had a feeling that the gear that was stopping between me and Yudo was starting to move again.