Ordinary I and Extraordinary Them

In the classroom, the sights were as usual.

Yudo is happily talking to a boy student, and a girl gathers around Shizuku.

Kirasaka drops her gaze on the book in her own seat and quietly turns her gaze so that several of her classmates are not noticed.

Nothing changes, everyday landscape.

But when I think that the students are holding each other back, I imagine it's a psychological battle that doesn't look good.

Underneath the grin, it should be boiling all over with lava-like greed.

About that, it makes sense for the students to work with Yudo and the others.

I guess it's a kind of status.

That one, even though I'm in high school, it's like I have a luxury branded purse.

... No, I'm starting to feel that this analogy is somewhere too rude to them.

My friends are so handsome even though they're not even close and they're just in the same high school! I can be proud of myself.

Maybe this is better.

I sit in my seat with a bag hanging on my shoulder while I ask about my class relationship on the side.

Kirasaka looked at this one only for a moment, but I'll be right back.

The scrolled pages are lined with English, not Japanese.

What the hell is he reading in a novel abroad?

You must be too conscious, American.

Before then, don't read too well.

I'm so good at English that I've given up on finishing a book, even the simple English games I handed out in elementary school.

When I accidentally opened my eyes and my interest in the book in its hands, not hers, was winning, there was movement at the edge of my gaze.

When Yudo confirms that I have come into the classroom, he walks over here with a few words to his students.

It is not my fault that I have no heart or a strong gaze directed this way from my students.

"Morning, buddy!

"Oh... oh my goodness"

A word, a short greeting.

From the look on the face of the boulder, let nothing enlighten you.

It's just my eyes, and it conveys my intention to talk about yesterday.

Turn your eyes to Chirali and the hallway and tell them to change places.

Yudo, who noticed it, followed it out into the hallway.

This, I would say, is just years of dating.

You don't have to put it into words to guess what you're thinking with attitudes and tricks.

When I put my bags down and stood up with the paper I had prepared just in case after the meeting with the chairmen, I asked Kirasaka.

"We'll talk about yesterday... what do you do?

"I'm fine, just tell me what happened later."

She said that fine dust also did not alter her gaze and voice.

It's like I'm not interested.

Shizukuishi, in the middle of the classroom, also cared with a flickering eye on this one, but this time she stayed on the spot whether it was a priority for me and Yudo to talk alone.

"... ok"

Turn your heels back and leave the classroom behind.

A little further, leaning against the wall, Yudo was waiting.

"You two aren't coming?

"... oh"

A student of the same system as Yudo is a posing with how many in the hallway but he is the only one allowed.

What is this, a handsome correction?

I'll only try to imitate it once in a similar system, but it looked different on a dinosaur and lizard level if I were to analogize.

I don't imitate anymore, it just hurts my heart.

Yudo cut out the story as he put his elbow on the window frame and turned his gaze outside to figure out how to cut it out.

"Yesterday, I knew I'd stay out of it."

Answer as assumed.

If you want to make your point personally, it's a good idea to end the conversation here.

It would be best not to get too badly involved and, conversely, to do something about it if we talked from him.

But to avoid the crappy rubbing that you can easily imagine with a story from the chairman, that's not the case.

"... you know we sophomores don't have a professional experience."

"Oh, speaking of which, you said it was time to make squad arrangements, right?

Yudo gives a strange look.

That's right, the story will sound irrelevant.

"When this story came out, the squad arrangement started in the first place..."

"Why not?

I briefly conveyed the content of the matter to Yudo's inquiry.

The spread of rumors among students from teachers, and the vast majority of requests from sophomores.

reason predicted with it.

When he listens quietly to the end of the story, Yudo exhales small.

"Well, if you and I can team up, we'll be fine."

"... give me a break"

I thought about that, too.

However, nothing has solved the problem between the two women even if only Yudo has solved it.

As a possibility, it's also possible that you two would join forces with me or Yudo.

That's why I'm temporarily good for Yudo to reduce the risk this time around, and I really don't want you to answer the call.

"Or Kanzaki-san and I can work together."

"... I don't think Shizukuishi would accept that"

I didn't give up, I thought they said that.

Because my eyes gave me only a few serious feelings.

A great opportunity is to tell Yudo as well as the students around him.

He may also have been, on the inside, looking at a good opportunity.

"... Oh, my God, I get it. I'm gonna have to wait till the squad is done."

With a smile on his face. Like a joke, Yudo turns his back with his hands flickering.

Yudo groaned at the end with the only voice I could hear.

"Come on... I'm not so good at giving up."

"... I know, that's what"

It would be me, unwillingly, at Sakura no Hill School, who understands Yudo Ohara better than anyone else.

I also know the evil of that giving up.

He does have the pride not to be on the surface.

That's why it's a hassle to deal with.

With his eyes on Yudo as he walks away, he puts out a single sheet of paper he hadn't shown him.

"You didn't even have to do this..."

Companies still participating in the current fiscal year from the table marked 'Participating Companies Last Year'.

Among them, it is possible to participate only on an individual basis, and the paper is stamped with a job title that is likely to be preferred due to the character of Yudo, Shizukuru, and Kirasaka.

Surprisingly, it was no longer necessary for Yudo, who had accepted the request, although lightly and temporarily.

The paper, which was no longer needed, was stuck in a round pocket in Kushakusha.

It's rare to act for people, not for yourself.

It's a behavior I've done very little of before.

But can you honestly nod if asked if you have strong feelings for your friend in that behavior...

Deep down in my mind, in earnest, I just want to avoid engaging with my surroundings any more, but I may be acting unconsciously because it's a student council activity.

What I wish for is a peaceful routine.

Nothing, just repeating the day day after day.

That was all I began to seek in my over-changing routine.

First event since joining the student council.

I knew best that the clouds were suspicious and would never end safely.