Morning passage. As usual, Tsugumi from the cliff room attended school with Yumura Spika from the same press department. Although Tsugumi and Spika have different classes, they often go to and from school together because of the proximity of the house.
And I said, "What happened to the story? I forgot my name, but I got along with the painter online. Take him to the press. Is this it?
"Hmm... I've been calling for a while. But it looks like you're scared of something. I've become familiar with the class a little bit."
Asked by Spika, Tsugumi answers with a difficult face.
Tsugumi knew and became close to a girl her age on the Internet.
She said she wanted to go to the same school as Tsugumi, so Tsugumi responded twice when she took care of him, and informed the school side of the situation, so she went to the two comfort schools, which were quite a distance from home.
"Ah, if you gossip, I'll sew the shadows."
When I saw the limousine coming, I heard the gummies playing.
"The shadow is shining, right? I don't do such plain tricks every time I hear rumors."
The spiker calmly corrects.
The limousine stopped right next to the two and a girl in the same euthanasia uniform stepped out of the car.
Ohhayo, Qian-chan
Morning, Tsugumi.
The girl called Akane greets Tsugumi cheerfully with a modest voice and a smile.
(You must be a rich kid...)
Spika makes that decision when she comes down from the limousine.
"Qian-chan, this is the same Spika from the news department. Ask Aka-chan to go to the press department - it's so loud! I was still talking about Akane."
"Uncle Painter... I don't think I can say that."
Without hesitation, the spikes penetrate into the gummies without strength.
"Ah... haha, nice to meet you..."
As she calmed down, Akane lowered her head.
"Looks like an old painter. The painter wasn't as bright as he used to be."
Spika said. Contrary to what used to be, Tsugumi was a dramatic idea in public, and Spika knows the time.
"Well... next year, the three main years of the press department will pass, and only a few years and two, so if there are no entrants, it will be noisy. There will be only me, Uncle Yasuko, and only one person for two years."
"Yes. That's why it would be so helpful if Aka-chan could come in. That's why I want to go in the same part as Aka-chan."
"Well then, let's let Akane in..."
The two of them approached me, and Akane responded with a smile.
"Wow, I did it...."
It was then that Tsugumi cheered.
"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!"
A sudden scream blocked Tsugumi's voice. I saw the three of them shocked and voiced.
"Hey, let's add more people to the press department."
Several students from the women's soccer club come along with dolphins with legs and hands, and three tsugumi.
"Ah... Sakabai-san..."
"Uhh...."
The smile of the tsugumi attracts you, and the spike makes you look disgusting.
"Phew... I'm a girl today..."
A small girl student with light black skin in the center mutters with her tongue. She was a third-year female soccer manager and was named Sakae Sakae.
"Just like the news department has increased the number of people, we have a comfortable new entrant to the women's football club."
"That's right. They're tall, they have long legs, they have power, they have endurance."
"Besides, I've been playing soccer for sixteen years. Angelina!"
Jap!
Director Sakae and the women's soccer players spoke to each other with a good face, and finally, the dolphin Angelina shook her head vertically with momentum.
"How about a 16-year-old soccer player in middle school...?
Dolphin-san, what are you wearing?
"I've seen this dolphin before. You used to play soccer with boys."
Spika, Akane, and Tsugumi whisper to each other.
"Well, with Angelina's power, we're aiming to dominate the country. At that time... now it's time to do it right! I'm going to have an article with illustrations on top of the women's soccer club!
Sakae passed by the Tsugumi and the others when he discarded them with angry, rough words. Angelina and the crew followed.
"Tsugumi... it seemed like they were resenting me right now..."
Qian asks afraid.
"Er, the women's football club won the semi-winning tournament, but the press club wrote all about the achievements of the men's football club, and the painter also painted an illustration of the men's football club, so it looks like it's coming to my head... And then, well, I come into the press."
Spica told me about the situation.
"Um... shouldn't I write about the women's soccer club?
Akane thinks it's a good idea.
"Oh, I see, there was that hand. Why don't you write about the women's soccer club? I'll talk to the director."
"No, no, Uncle Painter. Because I think I have the hand. It's not like there's a tournament, and the women's soccer club doesn't have a lot of success, so even the manager rejects it."
I cut and threw away the spike without a body or lid on the breathing gummies.
I have a story for you.
But Tsugumi didn't pull it. Since there was always a confident smile around his mouth, Spica was anxious to return.
Nearly a week has passed since Ten Nights and Shaking finished their work in the immigration cave.
"Look, there's a desk and a chair behind me, but I wonder if a transfer student will come in?
The time before the morning home room. Shaking looks behind his seat and asks questions without anyone. There was no seat like this until yesterday, and the shake was the seat at the back.
After a while, the classroom teacher comes into the classroom.
"We have a new student today."
The classroom announces the teacher in charge. Many people glance at the seat behind the shake.
Sure, I was a transfer student yesterday for two years.
"I was there almost a month ago, a year ago. Ah, I don't know if I can count to that, but Angelina too...."
Shaking and ten nights whisper to each other. Ten nights I sit in the seat in front of the shake.
"Well, come in and say hello."
The girl student and some of the boy students took a breath when they saw the boy student coming in prompted by the teacher in charge. Because he was a pretty high level beautiful boy with a thin body that could be said to be gorgeous, white skin that was separated from Japanese people, and large open eyes.
"It's Magic Horse. Nice to meet you."
Transferees greet each other with a loud smile without using honorific words.
"Well, I'll be honest with you at first, because I'm one of the members of the Snowflake Society. If anyone is in trouble, I can help you with the organization, so please don't hesitate to call."
Many were astonished at the words I told them after they were named.
Everyone knows the name Snowflake Society. It's a group that's been on TV for about two months and has become famous all at once. The organization itself seemed to have existed for a long time, but to a lesser extent than is generally known online. Or maybe it was an urban legend made by children. Recently, however, members of the organization have become more exposed to the media, proved to be real, and are now completely famous.
It is an organization composed only of minors gathered from all over the world regardless of race and nationality, and its members are all genius children "Gifted" who have shown remarkable activity in various fields. There are rumors that there are many psychics in the company.
There are various rumors and speculations in the organization that only gathered this genius. They also whisper that they control some parts of the country from behind.
The Snowflake Society itself is famous, but at the same time there are many mysteries. It is said that belonging to Snowflake Society is a big status, and above all, mutual cooperation among members is important. That's all I know.
Some people risk this organization, and some people get annoyed. But for now, there's no story that Snowflake Society has done anything wrong. Conversely, there were many stories of acts that contributed to mankind, but rather than the power of the organization, it was treated as individual merit based on mutual cooperation of the organization.
"Why would such a kid transfer here and call it grand?"
Ten nights in suspicion, I saw the magic horse at the transfer school. Other students felt the same way.
Sit down in that seat.
"Yes. Ah, the back. Lucky, easy to skip. Ah, a joke."
A small laugh occurs in the class in the dialogues he talks about.
"I feel like I'm as yang as I can. It's a good game to shake."
"Hmm...."
Ten nights faded, but he looked at the horse with a cold look.
"Nice to meet you, nice to meet you. You're not next to me."
A political horse shouts when he gets to his seat.
"Oh, nice to meet you. If you're lonely, I'll give you Tsubaki-chan next to me. Stand back."
Shaking jokes and waves to the girl next to her. The girl next door, Tsubaki-chan, smiled in trouble.