After school, as Kamimi walked down the hallway of the school building, two students stood in the way.
"Uhh...."
Under pressure from both of them, the top beauty rolls. The expected gaze was exerting intense pressure on the aesthetic.
Please, Uenohara-san, get in the football club.
Jap!
Sakabai Sakae, director of the women's football club, pleaded with a real expression, and Angelina next to her nodded forcefully in a pose with her hands on her hips.
"In addition to Angelina, with Uenohara-san's separate motor nerves, the national championship is no longer a dream."
Jaap!
"Even if they say that....."
After receiving the two hot gazes, the face becomes as embarrassing as it can be.
(I want you to look at my face and realize that I don't like it...)
And I think Kamimi.
Kamimi was at home. I don't want to spend my time in ministry activities. I'd rather go back to the dojo and practice.
"I'm sorry."
Kamimi lowers her head as if she were sorry, but they stand there silently and do not try to give way. And Kamimi is hard to get through between them. Something like a wall of invisible pressure seems to be happening.
I turned my heel and went down another staircase to get out of the school building. It was beautiful, but I glanced back. Because Tsuruga, a soccer advisor, was right behind him and turned into In-royal.
"Why don't you listen to me a little bit more?
Kamimi takes a step backwards under pressure from Tsuruga. Behind them are Sakae and Angelina.
(Boundary!? I'm trapped in the border now!?
With that in mind, Kamimi desperately turned her head on how to get through the scene.
The press department operates on a daily basis, but not all members are allowed to attend, and members are allowed to rest around.
Tsugumi liked the activities of the press department so much that he could attend even on a holiday, but on that day he didn't feel like going to the room. In the classroom, he was discussing what happened during the lunch break with four people: Akie, Yasuko, Kenji, and Akane.
"Have you stopped bleeding, Kenji?
If he's still out there, he's not gonna make it.
To the caring tsugumi, Kenji took out the nose gauze with a bitter smile and threw it in the trash can.
"I still have a nosebleed, but one of my seniors has quite an egg mole. I'm sorry, but he's so strong. I don't think it's going to be as bad as Shibatani or Uzuka."
Hearing the disgusting dialogue of the constitutional succession, Qian shivered herself.
(Masaki-kun did that....)
Although Akane is not particularly close to Masaki, the fact that many of her colleagues in the same organization hurt students in the same school is still very serious.
"Akane, what's wrong?
Tsugumi shouted and Qian trembled again.
"Well, what's the matter? What's wrong, Akane?
I desperately pretended to be calm, but no matter who I saw in my eyes, I had a huge failure, and Akane herself understood.
"Yeah, it's weird. You have a pale face. I'll take you to the infirmary."
"It's okay... Qian... it's okay..."
As you urge, Qian refuses while revealing her agitation.
"Yasuko, tell the manager that Akane is also off today. Then I'll rest."
"Okay."
Ignoring Akane's will, Tsugumi decides. Yasuko nods in a manner that follows.
Akane, let's go out with me.
"Eh!?
Qian shouted surprisingly loudly at Tsugumi's words. Akane, Yasuko and Kenshin were also stunned.
"If you're not feeling ill, but you're feeling sick because of a mental problem, I want to heal you. Or are you complaining about dating me?
"No... that's not true..."
Anyway, if you were invited to go play, if you were told to go on a grand date in front of everyone's eyes, it would be a special awareness of Akane. And Qian properly understands that Tsugumi dared to use such a dialogue in an attempt to make her work.
"Constitutional succession, how about this?
Ahi sees the succession of constitutions and teases them as they go on.
"No matter what they say....."
It was a constitutional inheritance that I wanted Akane to change from herself for a moment, but now Tsugumi is dressed as a boy, so I imagined a lot of confusing things.
Masaoma and Masaki entered the coffee shop and had conversations face-to-face.
"Why are they trying to get in the way?
When Masaki heard about the shaking and ten nights from the horse, Masaki questioned.
"Simply because you want to protect your school and your friends?
The horse shrugged his shoulders with a bitter smile.
"I told you from the beginning, I can't agree with the way you put too much burden on Akane."
"I know that too..."
"I don't understand. Politics horses often look around with efficiency in mind. I don't even know how people feel. I'm just pretending to think about people's feelings. There's a lot of dissatisfaction in the organization."
At Masaki's blame, Masao frowned and drank the cream soda all at once with a straw.
"That's what they say a lot. I always come up with the fastest, shortest and best answer. This looks good at first glance, but it doesn't seem to be. Don't get lost or worried. I overlook what's on the way. I overlook it. Sometimes you get your own answers right and ignore other possibilities. It seems that by taking a detour, by looking back and regretting, it can sometimes be gained by stopping. That's what courage said. It was a hard idea for me to understand, but it's a word I can't ignore because I have the courage to say it."
"If you really think so, Akane should leave this assignment. We're on a mission together."
Masaki looked at the delimitation of the story of Masaki and said.
"You know, you can't do that, can you? Akane can't ignore the target at the moment of friendship. Don't you understand that? You know that, don't you?
"I think I can, but tell me why it's impossible."
"I'd like to hear the reason why I think it's possible for you, but I'll tell you first. Because Akane and the target are friendly, if we make a little noise about the cliffside trees, Akane will definitely be involved. I don't know what kind of involvement there is. Worst of all, it could be disturbing or hostile."
"I'm just saying based on that... You can talk to Akane properly, convince her, and proceed with the mission."
Masaki objected, but he was still thinking that he didn't know what Masao was saying.
"But if you do that, I'm sure Akane will feel better if you mix it with her. Don't you think so? But... but... yes... I'll keep your opinion in mind. [M] If things were going to change, I might as well do what you say instead of my current policy."
Even after that, Masaki was quite convinced, but there are still parts that are still not convinced.
"I ran into a cliffside tsugumi, and I was clearly hostile, and it might be hard to move."
Masaki is changing the subject.
"By the way, I've been able to confirm my abilities, and my role is over? I'd like to compete with the cliff room with each other properly."
"It's okay. I've been able to verify the ability of the cliffside gummies, the first of my missions, but I'll have Masaki do a little harder for the second and third."
"The second thing... is to invite the cliffside tsugumi to Snowflake Society."
It is a complainless Masaki, but the third is skeptical. The third one is not known to Akane. Masaki saw that he would definitely oppose it if he knew.
"I definitely want her. The power is great, but above all, even if you listen to Akane's story, its purity is conveyed. And it's about time I met him and talked to him. Yeah, I'd love to."
A political horse who speaks with thoughts on his vision.
Well, forget it, Masaki can also go to the next trick.
"Let's try Uncle Beruga and Hechmann's Revenge at the same time."
"Hey, speaking of which, I saw that Angelina dolphin in the women's soccer club and I remembered Uncle Beruga screaming."
"Me too. Honestly, I was surprised to see that Angelina."
Masaki smiled a little at the words of Masao.
The other day, there was a creepy tide of table talk RPG, and some people were shy, but not many students are still doing it.
There are several students sitting around the classroom playing games, even in the after-school tenth night and the swinging classroom.
"The first time I saw Uncle Beruga's illustration, it was like,"
"Yeah, I wanted you to stop shanky hair."
"It's like a subspecies of Angelina."
A conversation between a classmate who plays the TOKYO Dark Side Net comes into his ear at night.
"Uncle Beluga is a subspecies of Angelina?
Shaking raises doubts.
"Yeah, when I saw the illustration, it was like that. Angelina's Beluga Version"
And ten nights.
Hmm, I can't wait to collaborate with Angelina.
"If it turns out to be like a mummy boxer again, it's possible."
It was ten nights of joking, but a few minutes later, it became reality, not a joke.