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GAKUEN K: WONDERFUL SCHOOL DAYS

CHAPTER 3: SUMMER

Translation: Naru-kun Raws: skyflyinginaction

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First day of change of clothes.

The Blue club's summer outfit was refreshingly cool with a light blue shirt, white pants, and a light blue armband.

She was still wearing the summer clothes of a regular student, but she thought it was good. She really admired the Blue club uniform, which had an innocent image.

"It's getting hot."

She walked out the door, down the stairs and toward the Blue club building, looking up at the still high sun and narrowing her eyes.

Her words were thrown at Fushimi who was walking beside her, but she didn't ask for an answer. She didn't care if he ignored her.

Even if she didn't get an answer, Fushimi wasn't angry or upset. In that case, he had no objection, so she felt his silence was like an affirmation.

She thought that she had become a little more familiar with Fushimi in the last two months.

The days were getting longer. It would be even longer from now. Summer is just around the corner.

"Ah?"

Suddenly, Fushimi, who was walking beside her, raised his eyebrows and stopped.

"Hmm? What?"

She took a few steps forward and looked back. Fushimi was looking at the flower bed a little further away.

"What's wrong with you?"

"That side flower bed should have been planted today."

"What, today?"

She rolled his eyes. She walked over to Fushimi and looked at his profile.

"Oh. The flower bed around that area will be a field of sunflowers in the summer."

"Is that so? Ah, but by the way, Awashima-san asked me a week ago to collect the rubbish and pebbles from the flower beds and clean the ground. The spring flowers that had been planted until then, I moved all at once. I see. It was to plant sunflowers. Huh? But wait..."

No matter how she looked at that flower bed, the one that had been planted (although it turned out to be a sunflower) was right up there with her.

She looked at the hordes of greens stretching straight into the sky and then looked back at Fushimi.

"Did you say today?"

"Oh, certainly. Today. This morning."

"It's weird. Everything seems to be high."

"That would be strange. Sunflowers aren't the flowers that bloom in early June in the first place."

Involuntarily they looked at each other.

Certainly strange. Even if today is Fushimi's memory error (although that wouldn't be possible for him alone), he confirms that that flower bed was empty a week ago. Even if she was sowing seeds right after that, it was unusual for it to grow there, she started walking out of nowhere and headed to the front of the flower bed.

It wasn't a mistake, and the sunflowers were catching up with her.

"Is it for you again?"

Perhaps he remembered the harvest. Fushimi looked at her suspiciously.

She shook her head obediently.

"Wow, I don't know, but I just hit the ground a week ago, right?"

"It's early June. So when the flowers bloom, how many meters will it be? 4 meters or 5 meters?"

That scared her.

She imagines a horde of sunflowers, 4 meters and 5 meters long, and her back got sick.

"Well, no way. I think it's growing fast, it won't be huge, maybe."

"Hopefully."

If they had the power to reach 4 or 5 meters, the height would be normal, so she wanted them to flourish more and go in the right direction. Really, the vastness alone was too terrifying.

When she thought that, Fushimi said, "Then include that in your power." It wasn't impossible. Like he said when they weeded, her abilities aren't something she can control. She had not yet reached that stage. To begin with, "What is my ability?", she thought to herself. Was she there to do a test to find out?

She tried to argue for a moment, but she was free to try, and she thought it would be okay to try as much as she could, so she gently touched the sunflower and coughed a little.

"It's fine to be a normal size, so I hope it blooms longer."

As expected, her words would come true.

She was looking forward to summer, although she was a little scared.

++++++++++

The next day. Yesterday she was so worried about the sunflowers that she woke up early in the morning.

A decent breakfast, she got ready and went to school. She was still relatively fresh at the time.

But she will be hot again during the day. Looking up at the high blue sky as if she was passing by, she was able to enjoy it.

"......!"

And then, she found a figure walking from the men's dormitory and stopped.

(Is that…? Fushimi-kun!), she thought.

When she waved her hand, he seemed to notice it, but of course he didn't look back. Well, Fushimi didn't move his hand that way either.

"Good morning."

Waiting for Fushimi, who was walking slowly, he looked at her. There was no answer. But in his case, that was the default.

She started walking side by side without caring about it.

"Perhaps, Fushimi-kun, you are also worried about the sunflowers?"

"No, I always come at this time."

"Huh? Isn't it early?"

"I have a lot to do."

(Ah, in addition to being a student organization officer such as discipline club president, there are also Blue club activities, right, Fushimi-kun?), she thought.

Is it because he was a boring child? He had a weak image in the morning, but that was not the case.

"Ah?"

"What...?"

Suddenly, Fushimi stopped.

She looked at Fushimi, who had a grim expression, and followed the line of sight with her eyes.

And she looked into his eyes too.

"What?"

Far ahead, a golden band could be clearly seen.

(Uh, a lie. No way?), she thought.

"......"

She looked at his face and they exchanged glances. Then she started running out of nowhere and headed to the front of the flower bed. All the sunflowers were in full bloom.

The height she was worried about was just under 3 meters, which was normal. They heard her request?

"Is it still June...?"

"And they just planted them yesterday, right?"

But they were in full bloom, like a lie. It was amazing! She may never have seen such a beautiful and blooming sunflower.

"That hears?"

Fushimi, who was looking at the sunflowers, furrowed his eyebrows.

"This is the south, right?"

"Huh? Oh!"

That's it. Sunflowers face east in the morning, don't they? Then, as the sun moves, they turn west in the afternoon.

But the sunflowers in front of them were completely in front of them. It was strange.

"Hey, Fushimi-kun, don't you feel like they're looking down?"

"They definitely look down, without having to confirm."

(That's right!), she thought.

"Sunflowers should be facing the sun except on rainy days and at night, right?"

"That should be... Hey."

Fushimi suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled on it.

"Huh? Oh!"

A bigger hand than she expected. The warm body temperature she felt for the first time made her heart jump. A squeeze so bittersweet that she was immediately impressed.

"Eh, yes?!"

As Fushimi pulled her away, he began to walk through the flower beds. Along with that, the sunflowers and the face… no, the flowers had moved!

Whether they went to the west of the flower bed or to the north, which was the exact opposite of where they were just before, the sunflowers followed them.

All of them! There were no flowers facing the sun, as they were in the books.

Yes, the sun was being ignored?

A horde of sunflowers, more than two meters, looked at them. They were looking down. There was no surrealism in that image.

"This is..."

She wanted to ask a policeman for help without realizing it, whether she was mentally cornered or she felt like she was being hit with a sword, she was scared.

No, it was better than being able to reach 4 or 5 meters, but she was very happy that they had put their efforts to make it bloom as she asked, but it was also because the ecology of sunflowers was ignored. That was scary. Even so, they flourished beautifully.

She was reluctant to say, "Don't look this way." But she was a little scared, and when she looked at the sunflowers in the blue sky, Fushimi let go of her hand.

Then he hid his mouth with his lightly gripped fist and looked away from her.

"Fu…"

"Uh...!"

The laughter that leaked out and she killed lightly made her heart jump several times faster than before.

When she looked at Fushimi in a hurry, he was shaking his shoulders with his face turned away. The smile that spilled through the hollows of his hands and hair was incredibly soft and innocent.

It seemed unbelievable, but Fushimi was laughing.

Bright surprise turned into unexpected joy and spread in her heart.

She wondered that she made him happy. What happened to make him happy?

(Because Fushimi-kun's smile is absolutely gorgeous. Maybe not everyone has seen it!), she thought.

"This is my fault, isn't it?"

When she said that excitedly, Fushimi looked up and looked at her.

And he had a bitter smile that made her feel embarrassed or amazed.

"There is no other."

"Uh...!"

That was a shock.

At the moment, the inside of her head turned pure white.

And with a particularly strong heartbeat, that smile instantly burned into her heart.

She takes a deep breath, eyes wide, watching the slightly awkward smile.

Somehow she was in trouble or shocked, she thought she should do it. However, the smile was so soft that it made her want to cry.

For the first time, she was glad she had that ability. She thanked loudly from the bottom of her heart.

(Because I could see Fushimi-kun's smile like that! Ah! I'm happy! I'm glad I had this skill! It really is for the best!), she thought.

"Oh! You did it!"

When she screwed up her face and laughed, she looked at Fushimi and showed him a gutsy pose.

"It's amazing for me to make you laugh, Fushimi-kun!"

"Huh? What are you saying?"

"No. I think this is quite amazing. Maybe even Director Munakata-san can't do it easily! I did it! Saya-san, you did a good deed!"

Fushimi opened his mouth as if in astonishment, and frowned as if he couldn't understand.

"You are a strange girl."

++++++++++

As the heat increased and the holidays approached, more and more people felt encouraged.

As Fushimi said, both the disciplinary committee activities and the Blue club activities became busier as the heat increased and the holidays approached.

Even though she was allowed to join the Blue club, her Blue club's ability didn't appear at all, she couldn't help much, and she was doing all the housework. She was still busy.

She was a bit worried that the burden on Fushimi was heavy because he was capable, but he didn't seem to be suffering as much, and did more than her assigned job. Also, she was able to complete the wall.

It was already July. Immediately after the final test.

"No. Everyone is beautiful today too!"

She went to the sunflower field early in the morning and she gave them a lot of water while she watched them.

She had become a habit of hers for some reason since the day the sunflowers bloomed. She thought they would die sooner because they bloomed earlier, so she watered them and she went to check on them every morning, and it was natural.

After more than a month, she became a minor celebrity as a kind of specialty, or expert sunflower woman. To the point that the elders of the garden club would bow their heads with plants that were not energetic.

"Ah, good morning. Fushimi-kun."

Fushimi came when she finished watering. That was every day too.

He didn't answer, but he stopped and waited for her. That was also usual.

"I'm cleaning the hose now."

She waved the sunflowers around her and gathered the hoses into a plastic bag to return to the janitor's room.

When she returned to Fushimi, an unknown boy who seemed to be walking from the men's dorm slid past Fushimi as he yawned. So, he didn't really care about that, did he?

But that boy laughed, "Oh, hi.", and was surprised.

Because he was a stranger at all. And he seemed great, didn't he? Wow!

He was natural. Beautiful silky blonde hair and brown skin. His eyes, which had a wistful feeling and the corners of the eyes were slightly lowered, were a beautiful sepia color.

(The toned face, generously exposed collarbone, slim yet powerful shoulders and upper arms are wonderful!), she thought.

She didn't understand why, and as she screamed, he leaned over and said, "Huh? Oh, good morning, you're here."

"Who are you…?"

The boy had a refreshing smile.

"Who am I?"

Hey? Had she ever seen him? Oh, but just meeting once or twice doesn't mean "meet him", does it? They would have to meet daily.

(Hmm? Do I know this handsome guy?), she thought.

As she filled her head with question marks, the handsome boy walked towards the school building. After dismissing him in confusion, she turned her gaze to Fushimi.

"Fushimi-kun, do you know that boy?"

"He's the fat guy next to Misaki."

Eh? He wasn't fat.

"His style is outstanding, isn't it?"

"Summer did."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Fushimi sighed as she lowered her eyebrows because she didn't understand why.

"He is Kamamoto."

"Huh, Kamamoto-kun?"

Eh? He was the exact opposite of Kamamoto's body shape.

"Fushimi-kun. I'm glad you made a joke, but it's not good enough."

She couldn't be impressed if credibility didn't exist. (Hey? Let's do our best.), she thought.

Saying that, Fushimi fell silent.

++++++++++

After going to the classroom and leaving the bag, she went to the shopping department alone.

When she bought what she needed and returned to the classroom, there was a crowd of people.

When she wondered what was going on, the boy and Yatogami were at the center of it all.

"Trust me, I can't."

Yatogami was coughing, and Shiro and Kukuri were smiling around him. (Hmm? What the hell is that?), she thought.

As she was intrigued and approached, Kukuri noticed her and greeted "Oh, hi!"

"Oh, that's right. It's my first time seeing Saya-chan, right?"

"Let me see."

"Ah! Kamamoto-kun, summer version!"

Shiro and Kukuri showed the handsome boy with both hands and a smile.

(Ehhhhhhh?!), she thought.

"Really? Is it Kamamoto-kun?!"

(Uh, bullshit, wasn't that a joke?!), she thought.

To her, who was shocked, the handsome boy said, "Oh, you didn't recognize me? That's why I received a strange reply."

(Eh…? Wait. Is it really Kamamoto-kun?), she thought.

"Well, wait! You were big yesterday, weren't you?!"

"I agree. I lost my appetite in the midday heat yesterday. So, I woke up like this in the morning."

(No! It's strange that you lose half your weight in one night!), she thought.

"Well, what about your hairstyle? Kamamoto-kun, you had a very short hairstyle."

"It grows fast in summer."

(It couldn't grow more than 10 centimeters overnight because of that.), she thought.

"It's the first time for Kuro and Konohana. That's amazing."

"But this is kind of a summer tradition. When Kamamoto goes flat, summer has come."

At Shiro and Kukuri's words, Yatogami was stunned.

"No, how can you compare this super change to a 'summer tradition'?"

When she said that, Shiro and Kukuri looked at each other.

"Huh? Is it weird that lore is a paranormal phenomenon? Ghosts and ghost stories are summer lore, right?"

"No, that's right..."

Certainly, that change was at the level of a ghost story.

It means, it was true. She thought it was a joke. No, it was absolutely impossible to believe that on the spot.

When she looked at Fushimi, who was sitting in his seat, looking at her sideways as he drank some juice, she was sorry.

She hurriedly clasped her hands together in front of her face and quickly returned to Kamamoto.

"Anyway, it's a bit lonely that the sense of stability around here has disappeared."

Showing his stomach with her hand, Kukuri said, "That? Is Saya-chan from that system?"

"What is that system?"

"Well, Kamamoto-kun is so popular during the summer. He may even have a fan club. When he comes back in the fall, will disband."

How about that too? It means, he was lonely.

"Hmm. I think it's cool, but I don't think I particularly like summer Kamamoto. I like summer Kamamoto and non-summer Kamamoto. Because Kamamoto-kun is Kamamoto-kun. If I dare say, Kamamoto-kun in summer could be a little worried?"

(Because it's a huge change... less than half overnight, right? Is this really okay for his body? Isn't it painful?), she thought.

"You won't break your body, will you?"

"Hey, be careful."

When she said that, Kamamoto laughed a little happily and smiled.

Shiro and Kukuri, who saw it, looked at each other.

"Hey, Konohana, you're pretty natural, aren't you?"

"Hmm?"

"And he's completely oblivious, huh."

"What?"

Kukuri's mischievous voice at Shiro's stunned laugh. (What? Did I say something strange? You didn't say that, did you?), she thought.

When she turned her gaze to Fushimi while she was confused, Fushimi got frustrated and turned the other way. (Oh, that?), she thought.

When she moved her gaze from him to Yata to seek her salvation, Yata was terribly sulky and distorted his face, staring at her. (Ah, but when I met him, he was wrong too. Huh, huh...?), she thought.

She didn't know why, and twisted her neck.

(No. Did I do something strange?), she thought.

++++++++++

After school.

After finishing the Blue club activities and forgetting something in the classroom, she parted ways with Fushimi on the spot and went to the school building alone.

Somehow the clouds looked suspicious. If she didn't go home early, she would get caught in the rain.

As she ran up the stairs, she heard Kamamoto's voice, "Yata-san…", from a great distance.

When she suddenly stopped at the landing of the stairs to be invited, she heard a violent footstep immediately after that.

The moment she turned to look, Yata appeared from under the stairs. She thought he would run up the stairs as he was, but he slammed his foot down deep and immediately stepped on them.

"Oh!"

Just as he was, he vigorously jumped up and kicked the side of the wall. Then, he landed on the railing of the stairs that landed on the opposite side of the wall. Furthermore, with that momentum, the entire body was used as a spring to jump. He kicked the wall at the top of the stairs and climbed to the top right away. He touched the cleaning robot that was there and made a complete turn. He fled as he was.

A momentary event. She was surprised and thrilled at his amazing run as an action star. It had to be said that it was exciting.

"Unbelievable... What? Now..."

(Only four steps up the stairs… that? Is it okay to say four steps? He never touches the stairs themselves. He uses only walls and railings.), she thought.

But it was amazing. She knew he was light, but that was it.

She could hear Kamamoto's slightly pathetic voice, "Yata-san.". But Kamamoto still hadn't appeared under the stairs.

Speaking of Yata, she couldn't even hear his footsteps anymore.

"...! Oh, that's not the case..."

Although she was poking around for a while, she remembered her original purpose and started running.

She hurriedly finished the errands in the classroom, picked up the bag and Kamamoto appeared, breathing on his shoulders. When he looked around the classroom and found that she was the only one, Kamamoto furrowed his brows and tilted his head, "Yata-san, what?"

"He came up the stairs, but he wasn't here? I didn't run into him, did he go to a different place?"

“No, that should be… I should have come to pick up my bag…”

Suddenly, Kamamoto cut off his words. Then he looked out the window and sighed.

"Jump..."

"Eh?"

When she looked at the window in a hurry, one was indeed open. But what about jumping?

"What, jump?!"

(He jumped out of there?!), she thought.

"It's probably raining. As expected, there's a plantation below this, so it's dangerous to jump..."

"Uh, it's dangerous to jump."

"Yata-san is fine. Well, jumping from here means the course is..."

He put his hand to his chin and coughed at what he was calculating.

And when he said "Ok!", he grabbed his bag and turned around.

"So. Konohana! Be careful and go home!"

"Ah, uh! Kamamoto-kun! See you tomorrow!"

When she said it behind his back, he looked towards the door, smiled and left.

She walked over to the window, leaned forward and looked up.

There was no special scaffolding. Actually, there was only one gutter in the wall. Jump from there?

That thought made her shake her back unintentionally.

Immediately, a drop hit her forehead.

"Wow, it's raining already!"

She hastily closed the window and locked it. She grabbed her bag and ran to the door.

When she got to the door… (What? Yata-kun?), she thought.

She found Yata's back looking up at the sky and bowed her head.

"Yata-kun. What's wrong?"

"Wow, ah! What, what! You!"

When she walked up to him and hit him on the back, he seemed very surprised. Yata jumped and turned around, looking back.

"What happened?"

"What happened? I'm about to go home. Oh, it's raining a lot."

She lined up next to Yata and looked up at the sky. The raindrops were quite strong.

"And it's raining."

"At the moment, the weather forecast said it would rain tonight. Oh, I wanted to go home before then."

"Well, the weather forecast... I don't know what to do..."

"Do you want to go home with me? I have an umbrella."

"What?!"

Yata looked big and raised a crazy voice. (Huh? Are you so surprised?), she thought.

"It's not a big umbrella, so you might get a little wet, but I think it's better than going home with nothing."

"Don't be stupid, I'm not that picky!"

"No, but..."

"Sorry!"

He made his face bright red and yelled again. She thought that he would accept, but it was very difficult for Yata to walk next to a girl, she knew that.

(But, you know? Yata-kun. I've already learned what to do in these cases.), she thought.

She lowers her eyebrows and look at Yata.

"But it's hard for me to go home. I'm worried. The forecast said it would rain until noon tomorrow. Even if I go home forcefully, I'll always think if Yata-kun will be okay. Hey? Do you want to help me and go to home with me?"

That was a scratchy word. Yata refused for himself, but he couldn't refuse for people, because he is very kind.

Sure enough, he said, "This is the only time.", his face bright red and his back turned.

(Fufufu. Yata-kun, he's a bit shy! He's very kind!), she thought.

When she took out the umbrella from the bag and opened it, Yata winced for a moment, "It's pink!", but he only said two words. She took the umbrella and opened it.

When she lined up next to him, he began to walk slowly, feeling uncomfortable.

"It's raining, isn't it?"

"......"

"I can't wait for the end of the rainy season. Yata-kun, do you like summer?"

"......"

"Yata-kun, are you listening?"

When she turned to see, he was able to move his eyes as if Yata was impatient.

"I'm listening! So don't look this way!"

"If you're listening, you won't hit the drumstick even if you hit it like an aizuchi, right?"

"No, no... I was just thinking about that."

"Thinking?"

When she looked at Yata, Yata turned away from her saying, “Then, look...”.

"I feel like I've forgotten..."

"Huh? Forgot? Is it okay? Are you going back to the classroom?"

(Isn't it hard if it's Anna-sensei's homework? If you skip Anna-sensei's homework, you'll get a ridiculous amount of extra lessons, right?), she thought.

"Are you going back?"

"No, no. I don't think it's a problem. I confirmed it."

That was true. He didn't want to experience that again.

"So, if you remember it on the way, don't hesitate to tell me."

He replied "Yes." with a very small voice.

It was weird somehow, and she laughed.

Yata is very bad with girls. For him to be in front of a girl under a borrowed umbrella, that was already great progress. Was nice.

"That's right! Hey, did you just use the walls and railings to shorten the stairs? That was great!"

"......!"

"I knew you were light, but that was awesome! Oh, yeah. I heard in the classroom that you went out the window and jumped, but didn't you?"

Is it because she praised him? Yata's ears, which were still looking away, turned redder and redder as he spoke.

However, even with a small voice, he spoke up and he said, "Yes, it's parkour.", while he struggled with his shyness. She was glad of that.

(Yes. Yata-kun isn't good with girls, but he never makes me vulnerable. He doesn't dislike me. He'll do his best and face it. That's why I feels comfortable around Yata-kun.), she thought.

"Parkour?"

"Yes. Well, it's a sport whose purpose is to move to the destination efficiently without interrupting movement. Kusanagi-san recommended me to do it. It's good for training your body. It suits me, that's why I'm practicing now."

It was probably the same explanation he heard from Kusanagi. He looked up and managed to explain as he remembered.

"Is that so?"

"Flying, running, climbing, keeping balance. Physical skills and strength are of course necessary, but that's not enough. A momentary misjudgment can lead to serious injury, so I use my head a lot."

Ah, she understood that. It's dangerous if you're wrong.

(That's it. In other words, parkour aims to reach the destination in the shortest possible time by performing smooth movements such as "fly, run, climb, balance" and requires flexible muscular strength and skill, judgment and power for that purpose, right?), she thought.

"I'm a person who doesn't think much, so Kusanagi-san said it's better that I get into the habit of thinking and moving."

"Is that so?"

"Kicking a wall, flying, or moving is called a wall run, and landing on the railing is a precision."

"Accuracy? Well, accurate?"

"Yes. The technique of landing exactly where you expected."

"Hey! It's great!"

"Climbing, sliding, jumping. The moment you land, you make a revolution and kill the impact of landing. If you improve, it looks like you can jump off the third floor."

"What?!"

(From the third floor?!), she thought.

"Well, are you okay?"

"Who do you think I am? I can't do it yet, but I'll get it right away."

Is it because she was impressed by the story? The words that followed became softer and softer, and the gruff attitude became very natural. As if he relaxed and showed her a smile.

(How cute. It looks like the distance between the two of them is getting closer.), she thought.

"Didn't you get hurt? When I heard it was raining and went upstairs, I was scared. I wonder if that physical strength is alright. But Yata-kun, it looks awkward and scary."

"Okay, summer is near. I don't want to get hurt."

"I hope so. Oh, that's right. Yata-kun. What happened to Kamamoto-kun? He was desperately chasing you…"

When she remembered Kamamoto in the parkour story and asked him like that, Yata looked at her and widened his eyes. It's like he just remembered. (Huh? Maybe?), she thought.

"Huh? Wow, have you remembered yet?"

"Wow, I forgot. Or maybe! I forgot, which I was curious about…"

He maybe he remembered his embarrassment when he looked at her, and Yata coughed as he looked away from her.

He looked like he was completely beside himself, and though she felt sorry for Kamamoto, she suddenly snapped.

"No...! I feel sorry for Yata-kun and Kamamoto-kun."

"Oh, it's too bad it's slow."

"Hahaha. I shouldn't laugh, but... Haha. What is Kamamoto-kun doing now?"

(Are you looking for Yata-kun? No, poor boy.), she thought.

She shouldn't be laughing, but she couldn't stop laughing. When she shrugged, Yata looked a little happy, but he had a goofy, worried smile.

"Well, he'll notice soon enough. You're not in the school building anymore."

"It will take a long time to notice, right? What a great thing!"

"He'll still find out at night."

"Before that, let's contact him with the PDA. I feel sorry."

"My hands are cold."

Certainly she had an umbrella in one hand and a bag in the other, so she was blocked.

(No, you could hold the umbrella while I contact him, right?), she thought.

Then he said, "How troublesome."

(What? I'm sorry you're afraid to contact him.), she thought.

It was weird, and at the same time she wanted to make fun of it, and when she said, "That's right. We're alone. I don't want to be disturbed.".

When she said that, Yata-kun was already brightly red eggplant, and yelled, "Don't say weird things!"

It was fun to tease him.

For a while, she couldn't stop laughing until the fork in the bedroom.

++++++++++

Summer crackdown. The great activity of the Blue club at the end of the first semester.

The test was over and unannounced at a time when summer vacations tended to be slow. Mainly clothing control and inspection of belongings.

After school, everything started at once in various places. It was in front of the school building.

"First year group, attendance number 2... Tomoji Aikawa. Tobacco."

They matched the student's information on the PDA and wrote the infraction on the list.

"Yes. I think the disposition will be dictated by the homeroom teacher tomorrow. You can go home."

He put the confiscated cigarettes in a cardboard box, then clicked his tongue and left.

"Is it a cigarette right now? It just needs an extra lesson."

"Smoking is a supplementary lesson? It will be rustic for a day or two."

"Think about it?"

"It's natural. Hey. There. I'll check the inside of the bag."

Fushimi stopped the passing student. She picked up the cardboard and followed him.

However, they all had a lot of stuff. Comic books, DVDs, game consoles. tobacco. Props that violated school rules. There were also many magazines. More than half of them were travel magazines. It's probably because they were planning for the summer, but that was also a violation of school rules.

She placed the cardboard, which was quite heavy, under it and received the cartoon that came out of the girl's bag. She sighed inwardly and said, "The PDA.", and the girl reluctantly offered it to her.

"It's always awesome! Whatever we do after school, that's our business!"

Yata's voice echoed from behind as she collected the student's information.

Looking back, Yata and Kamamoto were caught by Akiyama in front of the stairs.

"No. I can't do that. That skateboard is a good violation too. Give it to me."

(Oh, that's right. That's rape, too, isn't it? He always carries it with him, so he feels paralyzed.), she thought.

"Oh, crap. You're not kidding."

"That's right. If you don't obey..."

"Wait. I'll be this guy's opponent."

Fushimi grabbed Akiyama's shoulder and said that in a low voice.

"Fushimi-san!"

(Oh, that? Fushimi-kun, even though he was by my side. Are you there now?!), she thought.

While she was surprised by his speed, she filled in the offender's data on the list and returned the usual lines. "I think the disposition will be dictated by the homeroom teacher tomorrow. You can go home."

"Hey...monkey? Okay! I'll pay the debt I owe!"

Yata made his eyes murmur in a warlike manner and he smiled fiercely.

(Oh, by the way, the day that opened the pool. Did Yata-kun lose to Fushimi-kun?), she thought.

She waved the girl off in a bored way and went back to his side with the cardboard.

"Wow!"

At the same time, a collision between the Blue club and other members of the Red club broke out nearby. She avoided the flying flame and inadvertently ducked.

"Oh...! Oh, oh! Oh, it's dangerous! You better back off!"

Yata, who noticed it, toyed with Fushimi's saber with flames and called out to him. No, but even if she was told to back off, there were already so-called "conflicts" here and there.

(What should I do? Even if I try to evacuate, it seems dangerous if I move badly. Oh, but I'm sure it's annoying if I'm here.), she thought.

"You say that! You're still a virgin, Misaki."

"Bastard! Shut up!"

"Konohana-san. Come here."

Akiyama, who drew his saber, called out to her from a distance.

"I am sorry, thanks."

She stood up, picked up the cardboard box, and took a cautious step.

"Oh!"

"Hey. Didn't you pay the debt? Hey, Mi-Sa-Ki?"

"That's it!"

Backstage, Fushimi attacked while Yata screamed.

Then, red and blue flames flowing from somewhere broke between her and Akiyama.

"Hey!"

In response to that bow, she the next moment staggered a few steps to the left. Her left foot lost support.

Eh?

A swinging view. She could hear Akiyama's sharp voice, "Konohana-san!"

Fushimi and Yata with surprised expressions reflected for a moment in the corner of the tilted field of vision.

"Konohana-san!"

Who did the scream belong to?

The moment she understood that, her body was blown up with the cardboard. She was braced for the blow and she squeezed her eyes shut.

"......?"

But the next moment, something firmly held her body, and the shock and pain she expected didn't hit her body. She opened her eyes.

"She was close, right?"

Close... yes. Yata's voice echoed as close to her as she could touch.

When she opened her eyes with a jerk, Yata's face was actually in front of her and it was impressive. She was held back by Yata.

Yata usually looks very small when he mixes with everyone. On top of that, he looks even more prominent due to the slight movements.

But his arms that embraced her were very strong, slow and her heart was beating fast.

"Eh, eh?"

She was surprised by her own warmth, but when she looked around her for an explanation of what had happened, there was a staircase in front of her. Above that were Fushimi and Akiyama.

(That's where I was until a little while ago. So after all, I was falling? But Yata-kun should have been there too?!), she thought.

"No, Yata-kun...?"

"Hold on tight!"

She didn't know why, so she did as Yata said.

However, almost at the same time, Yata cried out loudly.

Then, when he made a complete turn with the skateboard under his feet, he kicked the ground just as he was.

"What?!"

He radiated a red flame from the skateboard and quickly accelerated. A strong wind moved her hair.

(Oh, this caught me falling down the stairs and looked for me.), she thought.

She thought about it for a moment. The rest was not so much.

"Misaki!"

The last thing she saw as she clung to Yata was Fushimi's face, which was severely distorted with anger and regret.

However, he too grew smaller and disappeared after a moment.

Thirty minutes later. Safe Place = When she was brought to the front of the girls' dorm and finally returned to the scene, it was all over.

She talked to a member of the Blue club who was holding a box and trying to pick it up, and asked him if he had seen Fushimi, but he said no.

"He is working somewhere else?"

"That's right. He's on a job at the Blue club."

Preliminary, the seized items will be classified in the Blue club room, and the list will be compiled into a list and sent to each classroom teacher and grade head. Would he be in a classroom? Or has he headed to the Blue club a little earlier?

(If he hasn't gone to the classroom, I'll grab my bag and hurry to the Blue club.), she thought.

She thanked him and turned around, quickly going to the classroom.

When she opened the door, she could see Fushimi sitting at a desk and fanning a PET bottle at the back of the classroom.

"......"

One look and his eyes caught her. Speaking of that sharpness, that just showed that Fushimi was in a very bad mood. (Uh, I've done it again.), she thought.

"Um... that's... sorry."

She went in front of Fushimi and bowed obediently.

"Again, I pulled my legs up grandly, and that..."

"......"

(Oh, he's very quiet. Does he seem angry?), she thought.

"My Blue club ability isn't showing yet, so it's really unfortunate that I can only do chores, but I can't be satisfied with that either. At the very least, I want to be able to do that alone. As a member of the Blue club, I want to be a member "useful not to bother too much"..."

"......"

"Oh, but even if I just have the ambition, you really shouldn't bother. I'm really sorry. I'll be careful not to do it after that."

Lowering her head further, she heard a large tongue click above her head.

"Misaki has helped you."

"Huh? Yata-kun? Oh, that's right. After all, Yata-kun's bag couldn't be inspected, right? I couldn't tell Yata-kun to show me the inside of the bag before help me, so I collapsed..."

Not just the bag, but also that skateboard. When he was asked to drop her off in front of the girls' dorm, she thought that he should show the inside of the bag and that she should pick up the skateboard as well. Did she think she was okay? But without it, he might not have been able to reach her when she fell down the stairs.

In other words, without it, she would be injured. So she couldn't confiscate it, she could only thank him.

In other words, she ended up "missing him her way"...

"Oh, I really interrupted the Blue club's activities. I'm sorry. Oh, yeah. I'll apologize to everyone and director Munakata-san later so that the evaluation of Fushimi-kun, the educator, won't go down. I'm really sorry."

"Does not mean that."

Fushimi clicked his tongue again, to whom she bowed her head many times.

And when she shrugged and raised her face, a hot look pierced her.

"I knew it! You're like Misaki..."

"Eh…?"

"No, no, no."

When she frowned in confusion, he immediately spoke as if he was surprised and bitterly distorted his face.

He then coughed as if he was going to throw it away and turned to the side.

She could only stare at the passionate blue flame that burned in his eyes for a moment, then suddenly cooled and disappeared.

(What was that?), she thought.

"Um... I couldn't do it this time, but I'll try not to make a sweet face even for Yata-kun. As a member of the Blue club, I'll try not to embarrass you."

"That's right. There's also a training camp during the summer break. So you should be a little stronger. Situational judgment. So you don't have to go back and forth at that time."

He still had his back turned, but it was different from before, and he had a very calm voice.

She felt relieved and she took a deep breath.

"Yes, understood. I'll do my best. I'm very sorry."

++++++++++

School day during summer vacation.

"Long time not see you!"

The moment she entered the classroom, Kukuri jumped up with a bright smile.

"Hey, Saya-chan, didn't you go home? How was your first summer vacation in Gakuenjima? Have you tried various things?"

"Well, various things? Kusanagi-san from the Red club invited me to go to his store. I found Awashima-san there. Then I went to a nearby store with Awashima-san."

Kukuri's eyes were stunned by her words.

"Huh? Is that all?"

"Oh, on the way back, I went to see the university Kusanagi-san attends."

"Huh? Summer vacation, more than half over, is that it? What were you doing?"

"It was rewarding. It was full of club activities. Ah, so I went to the Blue club training ground. Did you go to the sea? I swam a long distance to a small island, drowned a bit, and finally got there and fell asleep I was late for the meeting time. Director Munakata-san smiled at me with Fushimi-kun."

"Did he smile?"

"Yes, he smiled. Munakata-san isn't scary when he smiles."

With a smile, Kukuri made a dissatisfied voice, "Yes?"

After cooling her feelings with the repression before the closing ceremony, she had been working hard to not upset Fushimi and become a useful member for the Blue club. Well, still, she did it once, she was frustrated but director Munakata smiled.

However, apart from that, in the training camp, she works hard in silence in basic training and thoroughly clean the inside of the school during the summer break. She was also able to look around outside the school. She wondered if she could put on her wings and go in and out of strange places. Oh, that was the first time she visited Kusanagi's shop, which was a Red Club hangout. Then they invited her to lunch and she went out a second time.

She couldn't do much to deal with the problems students had outside of school, but she was doing her best to help them.

Of course, she also studied to improve her academic ability. On the ability test in the second semester, her goal was to average 90 points per person. By the way, the range is narrow between the middle and the end of the period, so she averaged 90 points or more. She was great though, she seemed like a natural at Blue club.

At the explanation, Kukuri seemed to be dissatisfied for the third time, "Huh?"

"You weren't playing at all. Let's make summer memories properly!"

"Oh, yeah. I'm sure I'm not messing around too much, but I didn't hate it, because I wanted to do that."

(After all, I was able to "get into club activities" again. That's amazing to me! I'm busy, but I'm so happy!), she thought.

"That's how it is."

Kukuri boosted her confidence with dissatisfaction.

"School activities are interesting, aren't they? There are not only five schools from kindergarten to university, but there are many more."

"Looks like it. Kusanagi-san told me to play more."

"That's right. You won't be able to play next year even if you want to play. Oh, yeah! Well then, let's go to the festival today! Wear a yukata!"

Kukuri clapped her hands and smiled.

"Festival? Is there a festival?"

"It's here. It's a shrine near the school, so you can get back to curfew properly."

"Mmm."

"Eh, right? Oh, maybe you don't have a yukata? In that case, yukata underwear can be bought, but could you rent it from the drama club?"

"Oh, no, that's not it. I want to go, but I have a club activity today. Sorry."

"Huh? Let's play for a while, Saya-chan."

(Ahaha. Yes. I would like to play too. However, I decided to become a worthy member of the Blue club as soon as possible. I won't bother Fushimi-kun anymore.), she thought.

Even so, she did it once in the training camp, moreover, the two of them were scolded by the director.

(Well, Fushimi-kun was also bad at the time, so it was still good, right? It wasn't just that I caused a lot of trouble. But that's why I knew he was still there. It's good to play, but I want to do it after that I can do what I must do.), she thought.

Again, in school, in the club, as a student, as a member, there was something she had to do. That was a great pleasure for her.

So she wanted to do her best. She wanted to be a full-fledged person as soon as possible so as not to disturb.

(So, I want to enjoy a more satisfying "school life"!), she thought.

"Thanks for inviting me. I'm sorry."

Another time she would play again. She wanted to do it after she could make some more progress.

Kukuri laughed at her smile, "I can't help it.".

++++++++++

He wondered if she was listening.

"Hey…"

"......! What? Oh, yeah!"

A school trip in the fall. At the time, she was helping create the bookmarks and writing handwritten notes on a document on her computer. A voice called from behind and she turned her back.

"Hmm, Fushimi-kun? You surprised me."

"Didn't you notice the sound coming?"

"No, I was concentrated."

Looking around the room, it was just the two of them. It was getting dark outside.

"No, before I know it... I'm sorry! I'll get rid of this soon."

"Undo? What is that?"

Fushimi placed the paper bag in his hand on the desk.

"What?"

"Put it on."

It was not the answer she expected from Fushimi.

"Eh?"

"Okay, make it quick."

"Yes, understood."

At the moment, without knowing the reason, she took a look inside the paper bag and found a pale blue yukata. When she was surprised and raised her face, Fushimi sighed and said, "Can you put it on yourself?".

"I'm not sure... I mean, um, why?"

"I borrowed it from the drama club. The underwear was bought by Yukizome. So when you put on the underwear and yukata, call me."

Saying that, Fushimi quickly left the room.

She looked at the yukata and shifted her gaze to the new underwear in the paper bag.

Well, she was going to ask, "Why did you prepare the yukata?" instead of "How did you prepare the yukata?".

(Maybe Fushimi-kun… Did you hear the conversation this morning? So, did you prepared it because of that?), she thought.

"Yes!"

Her heart beat hard.

She quickly ripped open the package of underwear and put it on.

She folded the uniform, she put on the yukata and called out to Fushimi.

"Spread your hands horizontally."

As she was instructed, she spread her hands horizontally over her shoulders, checked the line behind her and Fushimi checked the collar of the yukata and adjusted it.

"Oh..."

She felt Fushimi's breath very close to her and her face turned red.

She opened the front wide once and adjusted the hem to fit. Her face turned red as her hands slipped into her waist. (What should I do? It's embarrassing.), she thought.

"Hey, keep it down here."

"Oh, yeah!"

As he told her that in a serious voice, she took heed.

Although for a moment it seemed a suspicious face, Fushimi immediately put the thread in his mouth, knelt down and turned his hands behind her as if he was hugging her waist. (Wow!), she thought.

Her face grew hotter and hotter. It was embarrassing to know that he was tying a strap around her waist.

"Stay still."

"Oh, yeah!"

He tied the rope, lifted and trimmed the sash, smoothed out the entire wrinkle, trimmed the collar, and straightened it.

"Stay like that."

"Yes..."

She forgot the embarrassment and looked at him with a fluid hand without stagnation or hesitation. After all, it was embarrassing. It is true that she had already seen it, but the emotion did not diminish at all.

Fushimi's body temperature and breathing were so close that she was embarrassed. And somehow she was happy.

"The obi is a soldier's obi, because it's easy."

Fushimi said, "Turn around.", taking out a soft pale pink obi with a feeling of transparency from the paper bag. When she obediently turned her back on him, Fushimi's arms swung forward, as if he was embracing her again.

Just the sound of fabric brushing filled the room.

Although she was worried, she could hear the sound of her heartbeat.

"Fine. Sit down."

"Huh? Oh, yeah."

As she sat down on a chair, the obi swayed gently as she moved.

"Get your feet out."

"Hey! Oh, can I do it alone?"

"Just do it."

"Yes."

When she spread her legs, Fushimi's big hands reluctantly held her legs.

Fushimi put her in low-heeled mules with a beautiful Japanese pattern, as she couldn't bear her embarrassment and her face lit up so much that she got hot flashes.

She thought it was a geta, and tilted her neck and looked at Fushimi.

"It's not a geta."

"It's close, because if you walk, it's a reasonable distance. If you're not used to walking, your legs will hurt."

"Uh..."

(Was this also borrowed from the drama club?), she thought.

"I'm done, so grab your bag and go outside. I'll be right over."

"Ah, yes. I understand."

When she stood up, she placed her uniform in a paper bag and turned around with a bag.

"Do not fall."

Even the forceful attention was bouncing off.

++++++++++

After a while, with Fushimi, who came out of the room wearing a very elegant yukata with a pale green stripe on an almost black green area, she went through the bedroom and dropped off her luggage before heading to the festival.

She was excited about the Ion light festival. Most of all, she was glad that Fushimi took her.

"It's lively!"

Although there were too many people.

"Oh, there's apple candy and strawberry candy. Fushimi-kun."

"I don't want that sticky thing."

"Huh? Yeah? It's delicious. What about the chocolate bananas?"

Fushimi looked at the food stall as if he was intrigued. (Do you want it?), she thought.

"Hey, let's eat together. I'm going to get some chopsticks."

"As you like."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

She asked the vendor at the concession stand for two chocolate bananas.

"Which would you like, black, white or pink?"

"Milk chocolate, white chocolate, and strawberry chocolate? Then black and white."

"Thanks!"

When she received the skewers and presented them in front of Fushimi, "Which one do you want?". He picked up the black one without hesitation.

"This kind of thing at the time of the festival feels really delicious..."

Her shoulder hit a person coming from the front and she staggered.

Looking back, Fushimi clicked his tongue at her and grabbed her hand.

"I'm fluttering."

"No."

Fushimi's big hand. She was excited by the hot body temperature.

(Why? My little hand, which is completely wrapped, this is strangely embarrassing. What should I do? My heart is pounding and I don't even know the taste of chocolate bananas.), she thought.

"Hmm, Fushimi-kun. There's a goldfish shovel."

It seemed strange to be silent, and it was a bit awkward, so she really didn't want to do it, but she pointed to the stall with the banana she was about to eat and looked at Fushimi.

"The breeding of animals is strictly prohibited in the bedroom."

"Oh, that's right. Goldfish is useless?"

"Why do you like that cat?"

"Cat...? Someone has a cat... Oh! You mean Neko?"

That's how it is. He was referring to Neko.

"Neko can't count as 'raising animals,' right?"

"Why? Not only the name but also the intelligence is like a cat, isn't it?"

That's why she calls him nasty glasses.

"Neko is a human. By the way, she's a beautiful girl. Oh! So what? Fushimi-kun. Wait... what? Can you throw a shuriken?"

Fushimi also often stops when he is interested in something.

"Eh...? In shooting, if you shoot a gun and defeat that box, you'll get a prize, right?"

"If you throw a shuriken, it looks like you can get a prize by throwing it three times and getting the full score for the part where the target is stuck."

(Hey! I'm seeing it for the first time!), she thought.

"I want to try it!"

"Do what you want."

Suddenly, Fushimi let go of her hand.

He helped her mentally, but when he looked away, she felt alone. She thought she was selfish. But finally, her heart was able to calm down a bit.

She took a deep breath and she walked over to the concession stand.

"Please."

"Yes. Pick three shurikens you like."

The vendor smiled and showed what was on the table.

Many shurikens were lined up in a row. When she held it, it felt heavy.

"Practice once, you have three chances! Come on!"

"Yes!"

She chose a typical shuriken with four blades and threw it.

"Eh?"

Although she hit the target, she didn't hit it. It didn't fall.

"If the blade doesn't hit the target vertically, it won't work. You can't bend it one bit. It's vertical."

"Huh? It's hard. Oh, is this the end of practice?"

"Yes! That's it. Come on, try it!"

The vender showed her the target with a big smile.

After all, she threw it three times, but only managed to hit it once. Also, in the outermost part of the target. That was a point.

She got the participation prize candies and returned from her with Fushimi, who was watching behind her.

"Uh… it's hard. I wanted those thirty points."

"What? Thirty points... Isn't it impossible if you don't hit the center?"

"Because, see? Those penguins that have flown away."

She pointed a finger at the shelf where the prizes were lined up at the back of the booth. At the top was a stuffed penguin with a somewhat fluffy face.

"Oh, I really do."

"That?"

"Yeah, he's cute, isn't he? That penguin."

"Is that so? He's so ugly I'm dying."

"Let's try it again."

"I can't do that with this arm. Do you want to try it?"

Fushimi sighed a little.

"Then, I'll take it, so wait here too."

"Huh? Oh!"

(Will you take it?), she thought.

Fushimi, who approached the vendor, was invited in a hurry.

"Oh, young lady. What? Will your boyfriend try this time?"

"He is not my boyfriend."

"Um, I'm not his boyfriend."

(So to speak, he is my boss.), she thought.

"Yes. Pick three of your favorite shurikens. Practice once and get three chances! Come on..."

"I don't need practice."

Obstructing the vendor's words, he selected three wooden shurikens that were relatively similar in shape to a knife and turned his back to the stall.

"Please stand down."

"Huh? Oh, what?"

"Huh? Hey, Fushimi-kun?"

She and the vendor were surprised at Fushimi, who started to walk backwards as he was.

“Oh, what? Do you want to cast it from such a distant place...?"

It was just as the vender said. It took about twice the distance from where she originally threw it and made a complete turn. Launching it in one go using centrifugal force just as he was.

"Oh!"

The stick shuriken that flew sharply was deep in the center of the target. Cheers rose from the surroundings.

He turns the shuriken stick in his hand as it was, and then turn his body once or twice.

Gracefully without disturbing the hem of the yukata. At the foot of the stream, as if he were dancing.

"Oh!"

(Incredible! Incredible! Incredible!), she thought.

It was all in a moment. As she was mesmerized by the stunning and beautiful movements, all the released shurikens were drawn to the center of the target as if inhaled.

Not only her but everyone who was watching was very excited by the shuriken throwing that was too splendid. A loud voice and applause were heard.

"Hey, Fushimi-kun!"

"It is normal."

But where normal was, that was not the case.

"Wow, that's amazing! It's really amazing!"

"There's a lot of noise. Here, that ugly thing, I guess you wanted it."

"Oh, yes! Sir! First prize please!"

The vendor was disappointed when he saw that the shuriken was so deeply embedded in the center, but he couldn't complain.

He gave her the stuffed animal as he said "I lost.".

She hugged it tightly and laughed at Fushimi.

"Thank you. I'll take good care of it!"

The answer was the usual irony. Her slightly shy profile made her happy.

"It's not good to have such a bad eye. It's a bad hobby."

"Because he doesn't look like Fushimi-kun?"

"Eh?"

"It's similar. You see poorly and wear glasses. At first glance, I thought it was similar. That's right! The name is Saruhiko. It's cute!"

"Enough. It's irritating somehow."

Fushimi raised his eyebrows and shaded them like he was suffocating, but she felt it. It was a rejection.

"I'm so happy I came to the festival and got this! Thank you!"

(Best memories!), she thought.

Hugging the stuffed animal and turning a smile like no other.

Doing that, he clicks my tongue as usual and turn the other way. But quietly, he said, "Well, you... did the best you could in the summer."

Involuntarily, she gasped. (Did he bring me here for that? Lie… If so, I'm not happy about it!), she thought.

Inspiring and trembling.

Her tears were about to spill, and she hurriedly covered her face with the stuffed animal.

"Come on. The fireworks are starting."

Whether or not he knew her thoughts, Fushimi took her hand again.

++++++++++

Fireworks were launched signaling the end of the festival.

A large flower bloomed in the night sky with a loud noise.

It brightly illuminated them and dispersed in an instant.

The beautiful, dreamy glow sank into her heart.

The hands tied so as not to get lost in the crowd still transmitted the body temperature of each one.

The warmth, the kindness of Fushimi and the brightness that colored the night sky.

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GAKUEN K: WONDERFUL SCHOOL DAYS

CHAPTER 4: AUTUMN

Translation: Naru-kun Raws: skyflyinginaction

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"Tsukimi?"

"Oh. It's an annual event at the Blue club."

Fushimi coughed as if he was upset.

Right after the skill test at the beginning of the second half of the new year. When she arrived at the Blue club after resuming club activities, Director Munakata gave her an invitation to see the moon.

She didn't know that there was a Japanese garden on the roof of the Blue club building, and it seemed like it was held every year with seats.

She wasn't suited for hard work, so she went shopping with Fushimi and made Tsukimi dumplings. The other members were busy setting up umbrellas and sun loungers at the time.

"In a way, it may be the first time I've done such a playful activity. It was about crackdowns, patrols, cleaning, homework assigned by the teacher, etc."

"Because that's the main thing. This is the director's hobby."

"Oh, is that so?"

"It seems that he didn't exist before he became director."

It was like that. Now that she thought about it, he also made tea under the cherry trees in the spring.

"Well then, the tea room in the headmaster's room..."

"That person did it as a hobby."

(Well, he can do that...), she thought.

"Tsukimi dumplings vary from region to region, but how was last year?"

"Normal."

(Huh? Well, I ask because that "ordinary" varies from region to region.), she thought.

"For example? It's common to make dumplings with your own dumpling or joshinko powder, but there seem to be some places where you can put anko inside, so it looks like you used to make it with taro, right? I'll stack the dumplings on three sides, right? It looks like the top is yellow. It's mixed with pumpkin."

When she said that, Fushimi looked up a bit and made a gesture that reminded him of something.

"Maybe it's the first time. There was no anko in it. It shouldn't have been yellow."

"Huh, was it hot? Fushimi-kun, you have an excellent memory."

"I wasn't interested."

While she was talking about it, she took the monorail, crossed the connecting bridge and then changed to the city train.

The train was quite crowded and cramped. When someone pushed him, Fushimi would frown and click his tongue, pushing her a bit roughly into the space created between them and the door.

"......!"

(Wow...!), she thought.

A mighty hand on the door. A very close distance.

(Is this the one called "Kabedon"? Go shy!), she thought.

Fushimi's breathing and the sexy Adam's apple bobbing up and down in front of her made her heart jump.

Her face suddenly turned red, and she hurried downstairs.

Although he moved her to see him in civilian clothes, something she rarely saw.

"Well, that... Oh! And the drinks?"

"...? Oh, is it moon watching? The director will offer tea. After that, each favorite drink."

"Well, what will the preparation team prepare as an offering?"

"Was it chestnut, pear and potato? The rest is Japanese pampas grass, Hagi and Kikyo."

"Oh, what do you eat apart from the offering?"

"That's the Tsukimi dumpling. Make a lot, offer a little and eat the rest."

"What else?"

"That was the only thing last year. But there's no designation that it has to be that much. If so, I'd eat it. Because the director hates things that break the flavor."

"Do you have freedom as long as you don't break the taste?"

"Maybe."

She asked questions in quick succession to hide her bright red face and disguise her pounding heart.

She wondered if she could fool him, but he answered normally. She was so happy that she got excited again.

(What's going on? Why are you so self-aware? Is it weird somehow? Oh, no, what? It's a story about what it's like to be a girl to a guy who slams her into a wall and doesn't respond at all, isn't it natural to be aware of it? Hmm?), she thought.

She thought about it as her eyes swam, and then suddenly she looked at Fushimi, and Fushimi looked at her with a suspicious frown, and she turned quickly.

"Oh, sweet little things aren't enough? Are you ever hungry?"

"Sometimes."

(Isn't it because Fushimi-kun eats an unbalanced diet? He knows, right? Many times you just need calories like rice.), she thought.

"Is it okay to do something else? It doesn't cost much material."

"If it's not something troublesome."

"Okay. It's easier than meatballs."

"I can't help you. If it's okay, do what you like."

Fushimi sighed. She said, "I'm not going to increase my work and help Fushimi-kun.", but she knew it. In such a case, she will definitely help him.

++++++++++

"No, this is great."

Director Munakata smiled at the tray she presented to him.

At night, the Japanese garden was illuminated. It was still early for fall leaves but the crape myrtle was beautiful and the murmur of the creek made you feel the atmosphere.

A chaise longue with many standing umbrellas. There were many vegetables and fruits harvested in the fall on the offering table. Also, fall flowers like Japanese pampas grass, Hagi, and Kikyo.

And the Tsukimi and miki dumplings that they made on all three sides.

The big round moon was a member. The silver light illuminated them silently.

The wind was cool and the chorus of insects was comfortable.

"It was good. What should I do if he gets mad?"

"No way! He couldn't get mad at something so cute. After all, it's different from having a woman. Or is it the result of Fushimi-kun's upbringing?"

"Yes, they always help me."

Fushimi, who was next to her, clicked his tongue as she smiled.

She made a small ball of rice in the shape of a rabbit. Two types, white and pink.

The white was ordinary rice. In other words, musubi salt. She also used a small amount of mayonnaise to glue on the cheese ears and seaweed eyes.

The pink one was rice mixed with umezu. The ears of ham and the eyes also of seaweed.

It was also served with lightly pickled carrots, which were cut into the shape of autumn leaves and then pickled.

The onigiri was easy, that filled the stomach moderately, and she thought it would be nice to be stuck on the moon if it was shaped like a rabbit, but it was good. A great success.

"Thank you both. Enjoy the moon."

Relieved by Munakata's smile, she bowed her head and left her seat.

It seemed to have a good reputation, and disappeared like a flight.

She breathed a sigh of relief and then followed Fushimi to the Obon for just two people.

She sitting next to Fushimi, who sat down on a deckchair and presented a tray. Fushimi had no fall leaf pickles. He doesn't like dark vegetables; she already knew that.

"How is it?"

"Well, is not bad."

When she asks Fushimi, who ordered the pink rabbit, she received a rather crude and casual answer.

But she already knew it was a great compliment.

She was happy and a little proud, and her face naturally flushed.

The silver moon she looked at was calm.

Seeing it side by side with Fushimi, she thought it was exceptional.

++++++++++

Speaking of big fall events, the sophomores were on a field trip. The destination was Okinawa.

Last year she never thought that she would be able to go on a school trip with that feeling, so she was very happy.

The sky was blue and high. A cloudy white cloud. The landscape with a tropical atmosphere was exciting.

Group action on the first day. After visiting the local village (museum) and the botanical garden, she went to the famous aquarium.

"Wow…!"

"Wow, that's amazing, Saya-chan."

She was fascinated by the overwhelming blue world.

The mysterious and magnificent sea of Okinawa. She was overwhelmed by the power of the calmly swimming shark.

It was a huge aquarium several tens of meters long. It was natural, but the existence of himself seemed to be tenuous.

(Oh, but that's not a bad thing, it's a good thing. I'm still afraid of my ability. I'm afraid of hurting someone or breaking something. If I'm a small person, I think it's insignificant in the desert, but it also saves me. It's very comfortable being surrounded by big things that I can't reach.), she thought.

"It's splendid."

(I wish I could melt into this "blue" as it is.), she thought.

Bright and deep, it seemed to be cold at first glance, but the blue of the ocean that had goodness enveloped everything.

She believed that it was not strange because the sea is the mother of all living beings.

"Hey?"

With that in mind, when she was sitting on a chair in the aquarium space up to the ceiling of the aquatic room and looking at the fish in an amazing way, Fushimi's voice came from behind.

"Are you okay? Neko pulled Yukizome."

"Hmm? Yes. I'm fine. I wonder if she wants to see this aquarium some more?"

She narrowed her eyes, looking at the manta ray slowly swimming above her.

"It's beautiful... What a deep blue."

Fushimi looked up as she coughed looking at the fish.

He didn't say anything. Quiet time flowed.

++++++++++

How lazy were the two of them? After a while, Kukuri came looking for them. Pulled by Kukuri, sorry to move. She couldn't be helped. It was a group action and the time was fixed.

"Hey, take a look. The store here is so cute!"

Original aquarium products lined up on both sides. Certainly the display was elaborate and very cute.

Kukuri holding a large manatee stuffed animal said "This is cute!".

"This looks delicious!" Neko pointed at a small stuffed whale shark.

"I know it's cute, but does it look delicious? Whale shark?"

"Huh? Gohan, don't you know?"

(I don't know. Because I don't eat shark.), she thought.

"It's a good size for a pillow. I want it. But if you buy it here, it'll be luggage."

Kukuri frowned as she held the manatees.

"But I don't know if you can buy aquarium-only products elsewhere. Unless there is a specialty store at the airport. If you want, buy it. Don't regret it later."

"That's right! If it's luggage, Kurosuke will carry it."

"You can't say that. However, Yukizome. If you just don't want a piece of luggage, will you take it?"

"Really? But... what should I do?! I'm lost! Saya-chan? Would you like to have a stuffed animal like this?"

"That's right, but I have one from Saruhiko."

"Oh!"

Everyone around her widened their eyes at once at the words she casually said.

(Huh? What?), she thought.

That also made her eyes widen, around the crowded place.

"Eh, what?"

"Well, what happens now?"

"No, forget it. That's all."

Shiro, whose eyes sparkled with curiosity, and Yatogami, who had a terribly rough face, grabbed her shoulder.

Along with the two, Kukuri also turned red and ran towards her.

"Well, Saya-chan! What kind of place was that? There, in detail!"

"Huh? That's why I already have Saruhiko in my bed, so the stuffed animal is…"

Once again, the setting was chilling. Shiro and Yatogami widened their eyes. Kukuri turned bright red.

She surprised and her eyes were rounded. Fushimi, who was a bit far away, also looked at that with a frightened look.

"Oh!"

(Oh, that's right! That was…!), she thought.

Only when she saw Fushimi's face did she realize how her words sounded to everyone.

She immediately reddened her face and shook her hands violently in front of her face in a hurry.

"No! No! No! Saruhiko isn't Fushimi-kun...! No! No, it's true that Fushimi-kun has nothing to do with it. But it's different! Um? Saruhiko is my stuffed animal. It's very, very important..."

(Ouch, what should I do?! I'm impatient and words don't come to me!), she thought.

Because her excuses were fierce and poor, everyone had a uniformly mysterious face. The mystery deepened.

"Well, Saya-chan? Doesn't that mean Fushimi-kun is important after all?"

"Well, it's different! No, it's not different! Is Fushimi-kun important? I owe him, but isn't. Well…"

(Oh, I feel like I'm addicted to mud! What should I say? Oh, but since I gave the stuffed animal the name Fushimi-kun, I feel like it's useless to say anything!), she thought.

At that time, she had an inner mind. A good hit to the top of her head with a tongue click.

The moment she actually held her head, "Oh, it hurts!", Fushimi, who was next to her, yelled at her, "You're crazy, hey!"

"Huh? Wait a minute! I'm shopping..."

"Don't be silly. Come on!"

Fushimi's reaction was probably weird because he was the norm in the class (except when he fights Yata), he always seemed to be quietly bored in the corner.

Everyone waved goodbye to her as she was dragged before their eyes.

++++++++++

"I see. It's a stuffed penguin similar to Fushimi-kun, which was taken by Fushimi-kun. That's why the name is Saruhiko."

"Yeah. Uh. It hurt. I couldn't buy anything."

She was finally able to explain it when she was taking a bath. Until then, it was terrible.

"No, I thought something. I saw Fushimi-kun, who got angry with red cheeks for the first time. That was something to see. I wonder if someone took a picture."

(Oh, don't be amused. Kukuri-chan.), she thought.

"Fushimi-kun and Saruhiko are completely different things to me. I didn't think it would cause such a misunderstanding."

"Uh-huh. It was a disaster. Well, Saya-chan, you weren't saying it right."

"That's right... But I don't make it clear for dinner. Yatogami-kun scolded me saying, 'Students, the relationship with the opposite sex is pure and correct!'."

Kukuri smiled as she put down the hair dryer and breathed gently.

"Gohan! Let's go fast! Milk! Milk!"

Neko jumped out of the public bath.

"Yes, yes. Wait.", Kukuri stood up and put a wet towel in the basket.

"You mean, normal milk? After the bath, it's group milk."

"Huh? Saya-chan, is that? It's fruit milk."

"Huh? White milk is fine!"

She made up his mind wonderfully.

She entered the store and opened the refrigerator box where the milk was lined up.

"Oh, you're going to drink here, right?"

"The bottle collection box is here. It's a hassle to go back to the room one by one, right?"

Meanwhile, they were both fine. Well, she knew it.

She took a cold bottle and moved to the corridor in front of the store with the other people.

It was cold and sweet, first silently, then innocently.

And at the same time, three people were breathing. "Oh, it's delicious!"

"Why is milk so delicious after a bath?"

"Actually, I even think I'm alive for this."

While fully enjoying such a fascinating taste, she placed her hand on the railing and looked down, where there was a colonnade.

"Huh? Fushimi-kun."

There was a hall and a lounge, and she could see Fushimi talking to Awashima with a towel in one hand. She couldn't hear what they were talking about.

When Fushimi moved his shoulder, Awashima moved away tapping his shoulder. Fushimi was looking at the print as he was and thinking about something.

(Fushimi-kun, haven't you taken a bath yet? It's the same as usual.), she thought.

"......"

She wondered if it was okay to see that. She wondered if she could still see Fushimi from there.

Did he feel that line of sight when she looked at him while she was thinking about it? Fushimi suddenly raised his face.

"......!"

The moment their line of sight intertwined, her heart made a loud noise.

He had noticed. She somehow got happy and waved her hand.

She knew that Fushimi wouldn't turn around, and she wasn't asking for a reaction either... What?! Fushimi shrugged and raised his right hand slightly.

"......!"

(Oh? Lies! Fushimi-kun?), she thought.

She was surprised by the unexpected reaction. At the same time, she was and her face turned red involuntarily.

(I'm happy! Well, then maybe you can answer something else.), she thought.

She was so happy that she tried to make more contacts.

If she got any closer, could she make more contact? She wanted to try it.

(Well, then, "What were you talking about? I might ask. Or is it brilliant to make a strong voice in such a place, and if it's a conversation with gestures, it's easier to convey what's your impression?"), she thought.

When she pointed to his left hand and bowed her head, Fushimi looked at the imprint on his left hand. Then he looked up and moved his mouth.

"Mi-ma-wa-ri."

"......!"

He told her that, and she was happy. It was impressive.

Holding her fist and shaking it, “Do your best.” She raised her right hand again.

Fushimi went somewhere as he was, but somehow the inside of her body was warm.

"Gohan. Do you look happy?"

"Yes, I agree."

Neko with a white stubble on her upper lip and tilting her head, she smiled sheepishly.

++++++++++

"It's thirty minutes before lights out. You can't leave the room from now on," Kukuri said, clapping her hands.

"Huh? I was thinking of going to see Shiro!"

"No. You'll have to be patient until tomorrow morning."

"Well, haven't you been away from Shiro for a long time?"

(Eh? That should be it...), she thought.

"Wait? When classes are over, they should be apart, right? They can't go into each other's dorm. So it's the same as always..."

"Shiro's room is a club room!"

"Oh, it's true."

So it was. The club room of the Silver club was Shiro's room in the dorm. Neko from the silver club was exceptionally allowed to enter the men's dorm.

(Huh? But wait? Still, if I go back to the girls' dorm before curfew, I think I'll be gone for a long time... Because the dorm curfew is pretty quick, right? Rather, it was a long time to be together today, right? Huh? Wait a minute? Maybe…), she thought.

It was at that moment that she inadvertently saw Kukuri face to face.

"Ah! I can't take it anymore! I want to see Shiro!"

"Well, Neko?!"

Neko stood up vigorously and jumped out of the room as she was.

"What are you doing...?!"

"Kukuri-chan! I haven't put on my pajamas yet and I'll bring her back! If the teacher comes, trick him!"

"What, but!"

"For me, in the worst case as a member of the Blue club, it will work!"

Kukuri took a breath and said, "Please!" She raised her hand and jumped out of the room.

Looking around… (Ah! It's over there.), she thought.

She ran around the front of the store, managed to catch her, but Neko yelled, "Hey, Gohan!", and shook her hand.

At that moment, the sound of a bell is heard and the surrounding scenery changes drastically.

"What?!"

She looked around her, but it wasn't the hallway she was in.

(What is this? Maybe Neko's ability?), she thought.

"No, no. What should I do?"

As she looked around, she heard the sound of a bell again and the scenery returned to its original state.

"Oh, that?"

When she took out his PDA and confirmed it, it was definitely the way to the building where the boys were staying.

"A hallucination? Or..."

It was different, but that wasn't very important. It didn't matter what her abilities were at the moment. The important thing is that she couldn't see Neko anymore. What should she do? She lost sight of her.

"I can't go to where the boys are staying, what should I do?"

(Give up and come back? It'll go out soon. But…), she thought.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

She couldn't decide what to do, and when she was standing, she heard a voice echoing from behind.

She bounced and looked back, scared.

"Hmmm… Fushimi-kun…"

"It's not time to leave the room. It's right before the lights go out. What are you doing?"

"Well, huh. Actually, Neko is..."

After briefly explaining the process, Fushimi clicked his tongue.

"That idiot cat!"

"Why are you here, Fushimi-kun?"

"Ah? What do you say? I'm looking around. We guys from the Blue club also have to keep an eye on the others."

"Oh, that's right. It's because of the skill."

(I see. For girls, Awashima-sensei is enough, but for boys, that's not the case.), she thought.

That's it. What he was doing in the lobby at the moment was that meeting.

"Neko came in here, but..."

"Oh, I'll do something about it. For now, you can go back to your room. The members of the Blue club..."

He maybe he was trying to say something like "don't break the rules". But it froze at the back of Fushimi's throat, not being cast, because he heard footsteps.

"......!"

Lie!

It was around the same time that she was afraid to look in the direction of the footsteps, and Fushimi clicked his tongue and shoved her down the stairs, behind the lined up vending machines.

As it was, Fushimi's body pressed her against the wall.

"Ah! Fushimi-kun..."

"Shut up!"

Fushimi closed her mouth, which she was surprised by their joined body and reflexively raised her voice, with one hand.

"Oh!"

She knew the reason why they were both hiding, but she couldn't help it. She didn't mean anything bad, but her heart made an impossible sound.

Hot body. Strong arm. The strength of power to hold her. There was also a narrow line of sight going around her.

All of this made her heartbeat quicken.

The size of her hand, the close sigh, and the bobbing Adam's apple.

Probably because he took a bath, even his hair was a bit messier than usual.

"Oh!"

(No! My face is hot! I'm suffocating! My heart is about to break!), she thought.

The footsteps coming down the stairs headed for the shop without noticing that they held their breath.

As she struggled to get rid of the bright red face and too loud heartbeat, Fushimi took a deep breath because he couldn't hear the footsteps entirely.

(Eh? It seems to be far away already!), she thought.

Fushimi looked around him and pulled her out of the vending machine, but she couldn't even lift her face anymore. (What should I do? It seems absolutely strange!), she thought.

"Can you go back alone? Don't find him."

She could only control herself a little at that secret voice.

"Well, yes, huh? About Neko, please."

"Oh, make it quick."

Face down, she took control, quickly returned the salute, and began to run. (Oh, my heart is loud!), she thought.

She just wished she could get back to the room without anyone seeing her, because she couldn't afford to worry about her surroundings anymore. She just desperately ran straight.

When she entered the room, Kukuri ran towards her saying:

"I'm glad you're okay...! I was worried. It's time to turn off the lights... Saya-chan?"

Kukuri noticed that something was wrong with her and tilted her head.

"What's wrong? Is your face bright red? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I lost sight of Neko, but I asked to find her."

"Eh? Who? What happened?"

"…...! Nothing!"

She came out a stronger denial than she expected, and she surprised herself.

She quickly shook her head and told Kukuri, "Nothing. It's fine.", and she managed a smile.

"Perhaps Neko will return soon without the teacher finding her."

"Oh, she's fine. Oh, it's already off. Can I turn off the electricity?"

The girls in the same room responded to her voice with a pop.

She took control, too, and when she quickly changed into her pajamas, she snuck onto the futon.

"......"

She still heard the sound of her heartbeat. The violent movement did not yield.

She pursed her lips and squeezed her eyes shut.

++++++++++

The next day. Free action. As she looked at Awashima explaining the precautions, Kukuri, who was next to her, lightly touched her arm.

"Saya-chan. Look. Fushimi-kun, he looks very tired."

Looking towards the Kukuri´s point, Fushimi was indeed yawning.

"Hey, that's a pattern of killing time somewhere. Also, alone."

"That may very well be correct."

"Saya-chan, why don't you invite him to go with you?"

"Eh?!"

(Go together...), she thought.

"Oh, together? Are you talking about inviting Fushimi-kun?"

"That's right. Naturally, Fushimi-kun and Saya-chan usually talk."

"Huh? Because, Kukuri-chan..."

"That's right. I'm telling you to go together. But is it okay? Is it a special school trip? Do you want to make memories?"

"What?!"

(Yes?), she thought.

"No!"

She suddenly made a crazy voice, and teacher Awashima said, "What? Konohana.".

She denied saying it was nothing. In a hurry, she bowed to Awashima and elbowed Kukuri.

"Enough! You say weird things."

"Eh? Isn't it? Saya-chan's attitude seems to be clear."

"Well, is it wrong? Is it a treat?"

"Huh? Is it hot?"

She felt it.

"Well, I don't know. Well, sometimes I feel overwhelmed by Fushimi-kun's words and actions, but I think it's because Fushimi-kun is a bit involved in my upbringing..."

"Eh?"

"If you ask me which one I like, Fushimi-kun or Kukuri-chan, I think it's Kukuri-chan."

"No. What? That man's comment. I'm going to fall in love."

"Certainly, I'm excited, but..."

(But I don't think it's because he's Fushimi-kun, but because he's a boy.), she thought.

For example, even if the opponent was Kamamoto, she would still be excited.

Kukuri tilted her neck as she watched her silently.

"Okay? You were with us in the group action yesterday and you'll be in the group action tomorrow too, right? Don't you regret not making memories with Fushimi-kun?"

"......"

"Why don't you invite him? Could you be unexpectedly happy?"

(Mmm.), she thought.

"So, I'll ask a bit."

"Yes, keep going like this."

Professor Awashima's story was over and they disbanded.

She took a deep breath and ran over to Fushimi, who looked bored.

"Ah, that? Fushimi-kun."

It had happened yesterday, and Kukuri had said something strange, so he was aware of that.

Fushimi coughed a bit, "What's wrong?"

"Well, do you know where to go?"

"I'm going to kill time with that."

It was as Kukuri said.

"That's right. Well, if you want, why don't you hang out with me?"

"Do I have to hang out with other girls?"

"Oh, yes. Is it okay?"

No way, she couldn't say she was sent to spend time with her favorite person.

Fushimi narrowed his eyes a bit as the words were vaguely muddy.

However, she immediately took a deep breath and said, "We can go separately.".

(Ah… I'm glad it's so good…), she thought.

When she looked at Kukuri, she wondered if she could guess from that alone: "Do your best!" She held her fist and turned a big smile.

Despite feeling a bit awkward, she waved a bit.

++++++++++

"Where are you going first? Have you decided what to buy as a souvenir?"

"Don't buy souvenirs before that."

"Is that so? It's bad to go looking for my souvenirs, so tell me where you want to go."qa

A place called "a miracle mile" because of the remarkable reconstruction of the burned fields after Kokusai-dori.

Today, it is a famous tourist spot with many shops like Okinawa.

"Oh. What are you planning to buy?"

"I'm definitely going to have red sweet potato and chinsuko. I wonder if I can have the Ryukyu glass. Also Awamori."

"What? Will you buy that much? And Awamori."

"Yeah. Um...I'm going to send it to my parents' house."

"......!"

Everyone knew how she moved to that school and besides, neither in Golden Week, summer vacations nor SW she come home. Fushimi opened the day a bit unexpectedly.

"To your parents' house?"

"Yes. I don't have the courage to go home yet, but I thought I'd send a souvenir with the letter."

"......"

"Oh! Letters come from time to time. There was also a visitor during the summer. Email is... maybe because it's too close? I'm not going. I'll be in trouble if I go, right? I don't know how to get back."

(Now, I think the feeling of distance like a letter is the best.), she thought.

"Is that okay? You shouldn't exaggerate."

"Yes. So, I wish I could start from this point. Oh, this shop looks like a baked pastry shop with lots of tastings."

Fushimi took a breath as she pointed to the store next to him.

"Brown sugar, red potato, shikuwasa...? Mangrove flavor?"

"Mangrop is a tree that grows from that sea, isn't it? Is it something to eat?"

"I have a bad feeling, it's weird. I've never seen such a dark green food."

(Candy in the window... By the way, a tremendous green color. But when I say that, red potatoes are also a fabulous purple color.), she thought.

Intrigued, she takes Fushimi to the store.

"Hey... The more you look, the more amazing the color is."

"Is it a wood-flavored baked treat? Oh, but it's this color, leaves? Did mangroves grow?"

"I don't know. Hey, are you going to buy it?"

"Because it says that it is a very popular product, maybe it is unexpectedly delicious?"

"Isn't it popular like the story?"

"Then, as a story, I'll tell Principal Munakata."

"You have the courage..."

She believed that Munakata would be a person who would understand history.

++++++++++

At noon, she enjoys Soki Soba and browses various shops again.

While choosing Shell Access, Fushimi went to another store saying, "Wait a minute.", and only then did she do another action, but the rest went with Fushimi.

She had been with Fushimi for a long time at the Blue club training ground, but when it came to playing, it was the second time since the summer festival. But unlike last time, which was only an hour or two, this time it was more than half a day. It was the first time she had played with Fushimi for so long, and she found it a bit strange.

But the conversation was not interrupted or awkward, it did not seem strange to her, and, on the contrary, it was very funny, and time passed in a short time.

"It's weird to be walking in Okinawa with Fushimi-kun like this. It's fun to go on a school trip."

"I was brought by force. School events like this are just a nuisance."

As he said that, he kept walking with her. That's why she was happy.

"I'm thirsty..."

"Oh, that's right. Do you want to slow down a bit? You were walking fast."

(I feel like eating something sweet...), she thought.

It was at that moment that she pulled out the PDA, wondering if there was a good store nearby.

"Ah, ah! The Blue club...!"

A boy fluttering out of the back alley found them and raised his voice.

His face was pale, his breathing was turbulent, and it was obvious that something had happened.

"What happened?"

"Well, I'm caught up in the bad stuff of the gala."

"If you're in trouble, the Blue club will intervene."

"But I just got into a fight. I contacted the teacher..."

Said the boy.

"Okay. Guide me. Hey, don't move from here."

Fushimi told the boy the former, and her the latter.

"Yes, it's fine, but now the saber is..."

During the school trip, there was no saber on his waist. Of course. It was a normal violation of the Law on Firearms and Swords.

"You can use your skills without a saber. It's a problem if the guys from the Blue club use their skills for the general public. Is that okay? Will it work?"

"No."

Fushimi quickly went to the alley with the boy.

As she leaned toward the building, she picked up a paper bag containing bags and souvenirs, and looked around her. Her eyes met the men looking at her, and she quickly turned her face down.

As a compliment, the gala did not look good. Well, she knew that she shouldn't judge people by their appearance, but she believed that they were probably what they seemed.

On the other side, across the street, those sitting in front of the convenience store stood up.

(What should I do! They're coming this way...), she thought.

She looked around her in a hurry, but she couldn't find anyone in the same uniform.

(Is it rude to run away without doing anything? No, but it's too late after something happens. Ah, but he told me not to move from here.), she thought.

A little excursion. She was lost. Meanwhile, the men crossed the street and went in front of her.

"Hey. What's up? Did you get caught with your boyfriend?"

And they called her.

"Let's play with the older brothers."

"Oh, don't worry..."

She shook her head limply, but she couldn't do much.

The next moment, one of them grabbed her wrist and pulled her.

"Oh!"

At that moment, it was the fear of herself that hit her.

"Uh…!"

In the summer, she crushes the clams that she collected on the beach. She broke the record plate in the spring. She had destroyed the grip strength meter. The knife she flew was covered in dust.

All this went through her mind at a tremendous speed.

And last year, the school was half destroyed.

"No, I hate it!"

She cried out involuntarily and she jerked her hand away roughly.

"Eh?"

But, of course, the other person did not understand that the act was not out of disgust but out of fear of herself. She distorted her face as if he were covered and looked at her.

"What? That attitude…"

"Isn't that a bit unpleasant?"

"If you reject me like that, you might get hurt."

"Oh!"

When she held her luggage, she brushed past him and ran off.

"Hey, wait!"

(Well, I can't wait!), she thought.

She was wrong. She didn't like it, she was afraid. In front of those guys, she was afraid to do something when she felt the danger.

(Because I can't control my abilities!), she thought.

Even when she had nothing to think about, she broke the clams and the dynamometer. She broke the table of records. It was also the case that the school was half destroyed.

(So what if I hated the other person? What if I have strong negative emotions? That's not what happens!), she thought.

And now, there was one person who could stop her from running away, but… (Fushimi-kun isn't by my side!), she thought.

"No, no! No, I hate it...!"

As she desperately ran in a place she didn't know, she hugged the luggage and wished for him.

(Please! Don't show up! Don't run away!), she thought.

"Hey, wait!"

"Oh!"

She wondered how far she ran. When she gasped and her back was drenched in sweat, they finally reached her and grabbed her shoulders.

"Yes...! I hate it!"

"Hey. You hate me too much when I'm not doing anything. Isn't that rude?"

(It's different! It's not that!), she thought.

"Please! Let go of me!"

"Okay. I'll take you to a good place!"

(I hate it! I hate him! Please! I don't want to hurt anyone! Please!), she thought.

"Let go of me!"

As she hugged the bag, she closed her eyes and cried out.

At that moment...

"What are you doing?!"

A sharp voice echoed around her.

"Oh!"

It looks very familiar to her.

The moment she raised her face, her wrist was grabbed and pulled, contrary to men.

"Uh…!"

She spun around and clutched at the back that came between her and the men.

"Yata-kun!"

"Uh-oh! Don't get too close!"

At that, she shook her head.

No more words or actions. She just put her strength into her hand that grabbed his clothes.

That was why she sensed the anomaly from her. As it was, Yata looked at the men.

"Oh. What did you do to this guy?"

"Are they friends? What's up?"

"It was us who did something. That girl was super rude."

"Oh, yeah. We were just trying to claim the prize."

Did they despise little Yata? Laughing out loud like they were fools.

"I do not care about you."

"Oh. yeah. If you don't want to get hurt, disappears."

As they laughed like that, one of the men smoked a cigarette.

And the moment he lit the fire from the lighter, the small fire instantly turned into a terrible pillar of fire.

"Huh?! Aaaaah?"

"Oh!"

"What did you do to this guy?"

The lighter thrown by the man in surprise fell to the ground as it was.

However, only the flame wove itself like a living being and attacked the men.

"What?!"

"Gah!"

"No, Yata-kun!"

(No! Don't use your skills!), she thought.

"No! Yata-kun!"

In a hurry, she grabbed his arm and shook him, and Yata clicked his tongue and blew out the flame.

The men did not seem to understand what had happened. All of them were rude, but they quickly fled. When she shook his arm again, Yata quickly took her hand.

"Let's go!"

At that voice, one of the boys looked as if he was surprised.

"Don't fall down. Run!"

"Yes!"

++++++++++

She ran as she was, away from the place, they reached a small park, and finally Yata stopped.

As she took a deep breath on her shoulder and collapsed onto the bench, Yata, who looked around him, bought her a cold juice from the vending machine.

"Oh, thank you..."

"Are you alone? Was someone with you?"

"Um, I was with Fushimi-kun..."

When told how Fushimi went to referee the fight, Yata said, "It can't be helped.".

(No, Fushimi-kun isn't bad.), she thought.

"Oh, that's right. I have to contact Fushimi-kun... I'm worried."

"Do you care about the monkey?"

"Yes, I am. I can't help but do it."

"I don't care about the others. That guy…"

(Well, that's not the case.), she thought.

She shook her head and dialed the PDA, answering immediately with the first call.

"Hey! You're moving...!"

"I'm sorry!"

At the shout in response, she reflexively bowed her head.

(I can't believe it from Fushimi-kun!), she thought.

"Where are you now?!"

"Well, that's it?"

She briefly explained that the bad guys entangled her and chased her.

"I managed to escape, but it seems like I've come a long way. The meeting time is coming up, so I'll search with the PDA and head straight back to the meeting place. So, Fushimi-kun too..."

"He's fine. Come back. Are you okay?"

"Yes. I'm sorry to worry you."

After the call ended, she felt relieved. She was fine. He wasn't that angry.

When she took a sip of juice, she looked at Yata and smiled.

"Thanks for your help again."

"No, no... that's..."

Blushing, Yata turned the other way.

"Kamamoto-kun? Aren't they together?"

"I had something I wanted to buy, and now I'm alone."

"It was good. Yata-kun, you were there. Thank you very much."

"Don't say thank you. I will always help you. Oh, I got help too."

"Huh? Did I ever help Yata-kun?"

(I don't remember that. I think it's just me getting help?), she thought.

"Oh, there was. Your first day of transfer."

"Yes?"

(First day of transfer? I talked a bit when I met him at the door of the classroom, and I witnessed a conflict in the courtyard, right?), she thought.

When she thought that, Yata coughed with "That.".

"That's it. The battle in the courtyard was amazing."

"Well, I'm sorry. I don't know. Did I help Yata-kun?"

(It must have been because of Kukuri-chan that she helped.), she thought.

"You did. That knife was what I played with."

"......! Yata-kun?"

"Oh. I touched the knife that the monkey threw. That was towards you..."

Yata distorted his face in an awkward way.

"I was about to break the rule, 'Don't hurt ordinary students with your skills', because I was the incision captain in the Red club. It was going to lead to disaster. You did that and prevented it."

Yata looked directly at her.

Eyes with hot flames that reached the heart of the other party. Wild and warlike, yet kind and warm.

(Yata-kun has a worried, shy and awkward smile at me, it's impressive.), she thought.

"You stopped me."

"Yata-kun..."

"Thanks to you. I'm grateful. So..."

Her cheeks turned a little red, and when he looked away from her, he timidly squirted the juice.

"Help always."

It was forceful, but the kind words warmed her heart.

"Thanks."

"That's why I don't need an invoice. I think this is a refund."

She felt that the amount returned was obviously higher.

"Still, thank you. I'm very happy."

"Hmm...! Well, the meeting time is coming up. Oh, I'm fine, but are you in trouble if you're late? There's a position."

When she smiled, Yata stood up, hiding the red cheeks from her.

And with her right hand facing away, he extended his right hand in front of her.

"I will run!"

++++++++++

"Saya-chan! What are you doing?!"

Before dinner. When she was wandering around looking for Fushimi, Kukuri's slightly angry voice suddenly echoed from behind.

As she turned around, Kukuri grabbed her arm.

"Kukuri-chan? Hey, Shiro-kun. What's wrong?!"

"Ok, let's go!"

"Well, wait. I'm looking for Fushimi-kun. I just want to apologize."

She rushed to the meeting place with Yata at the last minute of the designated time.

She looked around for Fushimi to apologize for worrying him, and she found him next to Awashima. She tried to run immediately, but, for some reason, at that moment, terrible eyes looked at her.

Fushimi turned his back on her at one point, when she saw a sharp line of sight as if he were a father.

She tried to chase after him, but he started the roll call and she couldn't do it.

(He didn't seem that angry on the phone. Oh, but after all, he was really worried. I annoyed him.). When she thought that, she couldn't bear it, even though he was there. Unfortunately, it was a school trip. She couldn't do whatever he wanted during group activities.

So now was her chance. She wanted to apologize in that little free time before dinner. (I'm so sorry! Kukuri-chan, I must now...), she thought.

Kukuri said, "That's Fushimi-kun!"

"Huh? Fushimi-kun?"

"Saya-chan, come on! Hurry up!"

"Huh? Hmm about that…"

"Okay. Go."

Shiro pushed her back, which she didn't understand why.

They then led her behind a large pillar in the corner of the lobby hall, placing their index fingers to their lips and pointing at the hall with their other hands.

There, Fushimi, had an endlessly upset face, at a girl whose face was bright red in front of him.

(Huh?), she thought.

"That..."

"It's a statement. It's an event. It's natural. Is Fushimi-kun actually quite popular? Even before yesterday's bath, another girl called out to him."

"What? Is that so?"

Her heart made a disturbing sound.

"Hmm. Saya-chan was very careful. Because she's a lazy person. Don't you don't know if he's been taken?"

"No, I really mean Fushimi-kun..."

It is not a relationship.

But the word froze in the back of her throat and she couldn't say it.

The tough-talking girl with the red face made her chest crack.

"Oh, but it seems like he's constantly being invited to another place, but I don't think he'll go."

"What about the attitude of just saying, 'It's annoying'?"

Beside her, Shiro and Kukuri were talking about secret stories. But she couldn't take her eyes off Fushimi.

She wants it without knowing it: Don't accept, don't follow that girl. Don't laugh with that girl.

"……!"

She bit her lips with the feelings smeared on her.

(No. Why am I praying for this? It's like wishing that girl's misfortune.), she thought.

She held both hands tightly.

At the end of that line of sight, Fushimi grunted and backed away from the girl.

"Oh, it looks like he didn't answer her call. He turned his back on her."

"Huh? Far from refusing, why didn't he even answer the confession?"

"Oh!"

Fushimi turned his back on the girl and them. He walks fast without looking back.

Her chest and her back ached.

She was relieved that Fushimi didn't answer the call, but was happy that Fushimi didn't laugh with the girl.

(But why? My chest hurts.), she thought.

"Oh... that girl, she cried."

Kukuri coughed painfully.

Far from not receiving it, "thoughts" that she was not even allowed to convey.

The unreliable appearance of slumping her shoulders and wiping away her tears was very painful.

She held her throbbing and aching breast with both hands.

(Why? A few seconds ago, I wished I didn't follow you.), she thought.

"......!"

She bit her lip and forcibly moved away from the girl who was standing.

But, she was surprised that Fushimi hadn't heard her words at all.

++++++++++

After dinner, she lost sight of Fushimi and was unable to speak.

Shortly before taking a bath, she desperately searched for Fushimi and finally found him.

"Fushimi-kun!"

If she ran and called, he would stop and look back.

But his gaze was terribly cold and emotionless, and she shivered.

"Oh, I am sorry!"

She leaned in and explained the situation again.

Immediately after parting ways with Fushimi, she got tangled up with the bad guys. Fearing her abilities, she shook the man's hand roughly and, as a result, she was chased. And when they finally caught her, Yata, who was there, helped her. Thanks to Yata, she was able to escape from those people.

"There, I finally got in touch with Fushimi-kun... I'm really sorry."

"And the others?"

"Eh?"

Fushimi said something at her explanation. But his voice was too low to hear. When she asked him again, Fushimi clicked his tongue and waved his hand in annoyance.

"And that?"

"What?"

Fushimi echoed, she was confused.

His line of sight was terrifyingly sharp and cold.

"No matter."

"Oh!"

(Doesn't matter?), she thought.

It wasn't the first time that word had come out of Fushimi's mouth. No, he seemed like he said it often. She had heard it over and over again.

But now, for some reason, she was stuck in her chest.

"......"

She was trying to say something at once… but she couldn't speak.

However, his cold words made her heart tremble.

No matter. No matter.

That alone repressed itself in her head, and she felt depressed and bloodied.

As a guest for that, her tears wanted to come out.

"......!"

She was surprised. She thought it was like the obi thing. Fushimi narrowed his eyes.

At the same time, the appearance of that girl who was talking to Fushimi shook her mind.

That girl who dropped her shoulders, trembled and cried.

Oh, would she be kicked out like this?

"Sorry..."

If she cried, she would cause more trouble. She made him uncomfortable. She hastily wiped away her tears, but they spilled out later. She couldn't stop for some reason.

And then. Fushimi clicked his tongue at her as if he had noticed something.

Right after, Kamamoto's voice: "Konohana-san...?"

"......!"

She turned around and looked back reflexively. She knew what would happen if she did that in that situation.

"......! Hey..."

At the corner of the corridor, she could see Kamamoto and Yata, who were probably going to take a bath. The moment they saw her tears, they took a breath and opened their eyes.

And as expected, a fierce anger burned in Yata's eyes.

"Why is she crying?! Monkey!"

The voice of anger resounded in the hallway. With that momentum, Yata grabbed Fushimi.

He seemed amused and happy teasing Yata. To hit each other's skills, fight, compete and enjoy collisions. But only that day was different.

Fushimi clicked his tongue at her, and when he shook his hand roughly, he pushed Yata away and said, "Do you know why?"

"It's ridiculous! She's crying! I don't know!"

"Well, no! Really! Yata-kun, that's wrong!"

In a hurry, she grabbed Yata's arm, who was extremely high at the ruthless words, and stopped him.

(It's different! Really different! It wasn't Fushimi-kun's fault that I cried! I just…), she thought.

"Please! Stop! Yata-kun! Please!"

"But..."

Yata looked at her anxiously.

"No. Really. I'm sorry. Fushimi-kun, I..."

(I cried in a place like this. I'm bad in the first place. They didn't tell me anything terrible.), she thought.

However, Fushimi coughed and swollen back without hearing her apology until the end.

"Hmm...! What's that attitude?! Hey!"

"Yata-kun! I'm really bad!"

(I was wrong...), she thought.

She looked around her and bit her lip.

(What should I do? Fushimi-kun has become like a bad boy.), she thought.

"Konohana-san, are you alright? Hey, someone! Call Yukizome!"

Kamamoto rubbed her back and looked around him.

She covered her face with both hands, her lips pressed together tightly.

(What should I do? Not only did I annoy him and make him angry, but I also cried weirdly and made him a bad guy. If I chase after him and sincerely apologize, will he forgive me? Or does he already hate me...?), she thought.

"......"

She remembered the sharp, cold eyes that actually held no emotion.

Did he already hate her?

"Uh…"

Her chest ached from the throbbing. It was disconcerting. She couldn't stop the tears.

(They didn't tell me anything terrible, why? What was so shocking? What makes my chest so tight? Why can't my tears stop? I don't understand.), she thought.

She couldn't even raise her face at Yata's pitiful words, "Don't cry. Damn! Monkey! I would never make you cry."

Thinking of that, she could only cry without being able to organize anything.

"Saya-chan?!"

A little further away, she can hear Kukuri's surprised voice.

After a moment, she hugged the small, slender body that had come with all her might.

She did not understand or know. But the only thing that was clear was that she didn't want Fushimi to hate her.

She was terribly afraid of it.

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GAKUEN K: WONDERFUL SCHOOL DAYS

EXTRA SPECIAL EDITION: SUMMER LOVE

Translation: Naru-kun Raws: skyflyinginaction

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Clear sunlight pierced her skin. The suffocating voice made it even more unbearable.

Looking up at the sky as he watered a horde of sunflowers that ignored the sun.

"It's hot."

A clear blue sky that was high enough to pass. The season that had come again.

Last summer in high school.

++++++++++

"That's it for the report."

The director's room of Scepter 4, which became Fushimi's from the spring.

The light from the window was already strong and stringy and hot, though it had already slanted west and was tinted orange.

After finishing the report, she looked up and Fushimi looked at her with a heavy and classic desk made of mahogany with a magic wand.

"Mmm."

"Furthermore, regarding the crackdown before the holidays, which is also a summer tradition, the assignment of the place in charge has been completed. Will it be confirmed?"

"Yes."

"So, this is the assignment table. Oh, and about the training camp schedule."

She hands Fushimi a paper sheet, then bow her head slightly.

"I did it with reference to last year. Last year, the time for interaction between former director Munakata and the members was included in the schedule. Also, there are quite a few of them. Once in the morning. After lunch, before dinner and after dinner, before bed..."

"Oh, it's tea time, chess, paper crafts, isn't it?"

(Huh? Is that so?), she thought.

"Ah...sorry. I didn't mean that. Instead, if I omit everything, the schedule would be like wondering where the monk is. So why not do something? I'm going to make a suggestion."

Fushimi's eyes widened at the words.

"Huh? Are you kidding me?"

“I know I'm not good at that kind of thing. So I don't think it's okay for everyone to do something. Hmm… For example, a game. prizes... Well, in other words, it's not "exchange" but "serious competition". That's why everyone can enjoy it."

Fushimi frowned, perhaps because it was a surprising word.

"Because the director is the goal of the members. He was able to stand side by side even once. I won. I think it's a great pleasure. So why not do it?"

"......"

"Oh, of course, it's hard to deal with everyone, so why not divide it into several groups? I agree. I made a group of 3 to 5 people, and I felt like the fourth manager of that group. Two games each one after lunch and one after dinner. There are no first and last days. A total of twelve games in three days in between."

When she smacked her hand and smiled, Fushimi waved his wand again and clicked his tongue.

"So, think."

(Good!), she thought.

"Then put it on and make a touch."

She got the results she wanted and bowed with a big smile.

After finishing all the work, she turned around a bit and looked at Fushimi again.

"Well, Director... isn't it? Fushimi-kun?"

He may have noticed that it wasn't a "deputy director" story because of the loose tone. Fushimi, who was looking at the assignment table, raised his face.

At the moment, the eyes in the back of the black-rimmed glasses turned a bit kind.

"What's the matter?"

"Was that after training camp? Around Obon. I was thinking of going home..."

"What? Will you return home? Huh? But you…"

"Yes. I have a major, so I'll go home once. Even if I go to the university department as it is, I can't go without any consultation. Besides that, are there many other things? Well... honestly If I said I'm not afraid, I'd be lying."

As she said that, she instinctively clenched both hands together.

(Yes. It's not that I'm not afraid. Rather, it's terribly scary. It's too cozy and nice here... That's why, if I turn my eyes "to see the monsters" again. As if repaired, as if looking at the state of cheer up, it can turn into a smirk. I think it will finally make a deep wound in the healed wound.), she thought.

When she thought that, she got very scared. But...

"Still, I don't think it's okay to run away."

(But now I laugh and live on this island because I have parents. That's for sure.), she thought.

She did not assume that she had financial support.

So she thought that she too had something to talk about and a line to cross.

"Did you decide that? Then you'll be fine."

Fushimi quickly replied to her, to whom she was concerned.

He was forceful, but she knew it was for the best after taking her thoughts firmly.

(Fushimi-kun, I really like it… I love it…), she thought.

"Thanks."

"Thank you for what? I don't know what it means."

After saying that, he clicked his tongue and turned the other way.

She laughed and then gently brought her hands together in front of her chest.

"Is that so? I have a request for Fushimi-kun about that..."

"A request? What? Water the sunflowers?"

"No. It's not that. Um... if you want, can you follow me?"

"Eh?!"

It seemed like a completely unexpected word, Fushimi shook his back, and that made her day.

She didn't think he was that surprised, but she also shrugged her shoulders and looked at Fushimi.

"Well... That? Did I say something so surprising? Well, I feel like it can't be helped to have a talisman during summer vacation."

"Eh?"

"Sorry, you're going to have a complete personal affair. And in terms of distance, are you definitely staying the night? I apologize for that."

"Huh? No, that's not true..."

"But? I still can't control my abilities. I haven't been able to elucidate my abilities halfway yet... So I'm thinking if I'm a fugitive... I'm afraid that there aren't people around me who can stop me. Like this please. Fushimi-kun. Please follow me."

Fushimi sighed as she clasped her hands together.

And when she put her hand on her forehead, he pushed her other hand out.

"Wait. You don't understand."

(Huh? What?), she thought.

Bowing his head, he sighed even more deeply.

"Eh...?"

"Will it be okay for your parents?"

(Parents? Okay...), she thought.

"As parents, I think it would be safer to have a plug...?"

"No! Idiot. It doesn't mean that."

"What? Then what...?"

"Her daughter is coming home with a man, that will be important to your parents."

"Eh?!"

"How are you going to introduce me?"

(How...? Normally? A classmate, a person who has the ability and can stop my escape, at the top of the Blue club, I'm his partner... Even in private, Fushimi-kun is mine.), she thought.

"Oh!"

(Yes, that's right!), she thought.

Finally, she noticed what Fushimi was trying to say, and suddenly she blushed.

(Oh, don't say it's late! My head was so full about going home! No excuses, but to me this is something I can't think about at all, right? Oh! Yeah! I will inevitably! I'm going to introduce Fushimi-kun to my parents as my boyfriend!), she thought.

Fushimi clicked his tongue, and she blushed in an instant.

"Did you finally understand? Idiot."

"Well, yes, I understand..."

Fushimi sighed a third time as she nodded her head vertically. (Uh. Sorry.), she thought.

Fushimi glanced at her diagonally sideways, and after patrolling somehow for a while, he shrugged gently.

"I don't mind following you. Besides going home, introducing your lover to your parents, isn't that a pretty high hurdle? Is that okay with you?"

"Oh, me? My parents...?"

"You too? Not only for your parents, but also for you, right?"

"Ah! Yes. That's right..."

Certainly was it. As soon as she was aware of it, she didn't know how to act.

(Is he my favorite person? Are you an important person? Wah! I'm embarrassed!), she thought.

"Oh! Indeed, the hurdles are high! What is that? Let's get hot just from delusions..."

(I'm terribly suspicious if I can't have a normal conversation, but I'd like to introduce you to my boyfriend! Just thinking about it now makes my earlier problem ridiculous. My heart seems to "pop out" of my mouth.), she thought.

"Huh, look. Going home requires a lot of brainpower. What should I do to raise the bar even higher?"

That was exactly how it was.

"But..."

"Why don't you ask the Silver club, or the mascot and Yukizome?"

"What? The pet, you mean Neko-chan?"

"If you can use your skills, you can introduce your friends, besides, if a woman is included, you don't have to worry about it, right?"

"......!"

It was as Fushimi said. So, she certainly could concentrate on just her parents.

"If it's a plug, it doesn't have to be me."

The words involuntarily dropped her gaze below her feet.

(It looks like it sticks out, but it doesn't. This is a suggestion that puts me first. Now I'm just breaking my heart to repair my relationship with my parents. I should do that.), she thought.

"......"

She bit her lips and slowly lifted her face.

(Oh, Fushimi-kun is very kind… But am I sorry? That's why I don't want to accept that proposal.), she thought.

"Sorry. Fushimi-kun, you're good."

She shook her head and said it flatly.

"Eh?"

"I appreciate and trust Kukuri-chan and everyone in the Silver club. If you follow me, I could meet my parents with ease. But I don't like it. Fushimi-kun, you are good and I want you to come with me."

(I'm glad you thought of me… No. Because he thought of me first. That's right Fushimi-kun.), she thought.

"You..."

She smiled at Fushimi, who's eyes widened in surprise.

"Fushimi-kun, if it's okay with you, let me introduce you to my parents."

(Let me tell my parents: "Now I'm happy."), she thought.

"......"

Perhaps she took her determination from the words that did not stall. Fushimi had nothing more to say.

However, he was looking at her as she was looking at him, but he finally narrowed his eyes a bit.

"......!"

At this moment, her heart made a loud noise.

Really a slight change. If she looked away, maybe she'd miss it.

But his eyes were ridiculously gentle. Her chest ached.

Fushimi gave her a kind, soft and sweet smile.

(He's modest, but he makes me very happy. Because it's rare to see him smile like that!), she thought.

"You could accompany me?"

"Yes. It will be my pleasure."

Her heart clenched at the words that were blunt yet thoughtful.

(I'm so happy... Oh, I'm dying! Oh! I love Fushimi-kun! I like him so much that I can't take it anymore, but I still like him day after day.), she thought.

She covered her bright red face with both hands again.

++++++++++

And that moment. There was a sound of the door being opened somewhere with a bang, and then the members ran down the hall.

The disturbed footsteps made her turn around, and Fushimi lifted his hips from his chair.

In conclusion, she didn't have to do that at all.

"The flowers are one after another on the foliage plants in Scepter 4!"

"Stupid! Do you understand the meaning of foliage plants?"

"The coniferous trees behind the building are also in full bloom for some reason!"

"Hey! Check right away if something's going on here!"

"Hey, please forgive me!"

"Hey, you did something to the deputy director!"

"Hey, please don't fill the back during business hours!"

The members' cries, "See you later!", left with frantic footsteps.

"......"

(Was this… Was me, have I done it again…?), she thought.

When she looked back at Fushimi, the smile she had just seen was gone. There was a deep, solid crease between his brows, and she laughed as if to repair it, looking away.

"You..."

"I'm sorry..."

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GAKUEN K: WONDERFUL SCHOOL DAYS

CHAPTER 2: SPRING

Translation: Naru-kun Raws: skyflyinginaction

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"Hey, it's time for lunch!"

At the same time as the teacher left the room, Yata stood up energetically.

He felt like a fish that received water and pulled Kamamoto out of the classroom.

After that, Shiro and his companions as well. Yatogami loudly whispered to Neko not to balance her lunch as usual.

When she said goodbye with a smile and suddenly looked around the classroom... (Ah, that? Hmm, isn't Fushimi-kun there?), she thought. She got up in a hurry and left the classroom.

(Where is he? He doesn't look like he's carrying a lunch box; will he be in the dining room? Or maybe he went shopping? Ah, but there are food courts, gyudon shops, and burger joints, so all in all... Wow... I was off guard! I thought it was lunch.), she thought.

With a sigh, running down the stairs, she crossed the playground and headed for the dining room.

The dining room was very large, but while the general students in light blue jackets overflowed, the Blue club members in white school uniforms are very notable. She confirms if could see him, but it didn't seem to happen. She sighed and took out the PDA.

"Let's go to the shopping department. Or should I go to the food court?"

She still didn't know if it was on the right or on the left. She needed a navigation system to walk at school.

Especially when it comes to the Blue club. She did not know anything about the special activities of the club or the skills that can be obtained.

So she thought that he could tell her even a little...

Despite observing the situation since the morning, Fushimi was not captured at all. When it's time for a break, he suddenly disappears. Even now.

"It's also a distraction to ask Shiro-kun about the Blue club..."

Although she chose the Blue club, it was too convenient to trust Shiro due to anxiety.

While she was browsing with the PDA, this time she headed to the food court.

(Is it annoying to ask about club activities during breaks and lunch breaks? But I want to know.), she thought.

"Mmm..."

She was wondering what to do, she stopped and looked up. At that moment, flapping footsteps were heard and a person in a white school uniform caught up with her.

When she looked back, another person was there.

"Oh, yesterday! Um... Akiyama senpai!"

"Oh, you are..."

The person who guided her to the club manager's office yesterday was Himori Akiyama. He stopped and looked at her.

Then after asking "Are you alone?", he suddenly looked at the PDA in her hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You are lost?"

"Well, no, I can figure it out. Still."

"Okay. Where are you going?"

"Well, I'm actually looking for Fushimi-kun..."

To be honest, she thought Akiyama was surprised because he said "Oh."

"By the way, your educator is..."

"Yes, I have many things I wanted to ask him, but I lost sight of him."

"Well, let's have a proper lunch."

Eh? Would he answer her questions now?

"Huh? Um, that..."

"Actually, there was a ruckus in the purchasing department earlier. I think I'm on the scene to suppress the situation and investigate the cause of the ruckus. I'm heading there now. So I'm wondering if it's impossible to answer a question."

"What? Is that so?"

(Excuse me! I didn't mean to bother you!), she thought.

"I'm sorry! Then I'll go back and have lunch, so please continue on your way."

"Are you really lost?"

"No, I'm fine."

When she shook her head, Akiyama turned around and said, "If so, then I'm going."

Seeing his back, she shrugged and waved back.

++++++++++

"Oh, Konohana-san. Are you alone?"

"Eh?"

As she walked while she was looking at the PDA, she heard a voice echoing from behind. Because she was concentrating on the navigation system, she couldn't understand whose voice it was for a moment, and when she looked back, she saw Director Munakata.

"But walking around looking at the PDA is dangerous."

"Forgive me! The path is uncertain."

Quickly, she corrected her posture and lowered her head.

"Oya? Didn't you get the guide in Scepter 4 yesterday?"

"Eh? No. I was just guided to the manager's room."

"But did Fushimi-kun leave you behind?"

That was true.

"Ah, no, I got lost..."

She made an excuse to keep Fushimi out of the picture, but that was painful, somehow.

Sure enough, Munakata sighed worriedly.

"You can't just let her go. You can't do it, Fushimi-kun."

She felt that she had told him.

As he shrugged, Munakata breathed in again and touched her shoulder.

"Well that's fine because I just wanted to talk to you. Could you come to the club manager's room as you are?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah."

She walked behind Munakata, who walked past her.

"Have you changed anything today? Mainly due to your abilities."

"Ah! I don't know if it's related, but I broke six feet of grip strength."

"Eh?"

In response, Munakata stopped and looked back in amazement.

"You broke?"

"Yes. I had a physical fitness test in the afternoon, but... just holding it lightly surprised me. The second time I intended to hold it more gently, but it also broke."

"I'll check it again, but maybe the grip is damaged?"

"Yes. No question. The needle shook and the part I grabbed broke."

"I'll confirm it further, but I didn't have tremendous grip strength before the ability appeared..."

(What kind of girl are you?), Munakata wondered.

"I'm not a girl anymore, I'm a gorilla."

"I checked it just in case, but now I get it."

Munakata laughed and started walking again. She opened her eyes when he saw his back as he walked proudly and retroactively. (Eh? No way.), she thought.

"Did you understand my ability?"

"Yes."

Before her surprised eyes, Munakata smiled as he opened the door to the Blue Club administrator's room.

(Really, this person is amazing!), she thought.

He already figured it out, it was stupid to think that.

"Your ability is that of a gorilla."

Is she a gorilla after all?

Munakata's smile made her feel weak.

(Sorry. Pick the time, place, case, and person to make a joke. In terms of skills, I'm in a hurry, I'm pretty negative, or I'm narrow-minded.), she thought.

She followed Munakata, who entered the room with a giggle, and distorted his face.

"Is it a gorilla dusting a knife? That's scary."

"That's right. Let's be more thorough in the follow-up."

What was she doing?

"I wonder if it's okay. Maybe I could crush Headmaster Munakata's skull with my bare hands."

When she said that with careless sentiment, Munakata approached the desk with a laugh, "Fufu. Just kidding. Don't be so mad."

"Other than that?"

"Well after that, Fushimi-kun had a dispute with Yata-kun, who burned a sense of opposition to Fushimi-kun, but Professor Awashima-kun left the recording board for me to stop it. But I also broke it."

"I see. It doesn't work anymore."

She clears her throat and don't let him say it. Enough of the jokes.

"But that was it. First of all, I got through this morning normally without breaking anything, and in the afternoon nothing else. I also held the PDA normally."

"Is there a condition to activate it? What are you thinking about?"

"No, nothing."

When she shook her head, Munakata crossed his fingers and spoke his mind.

"I didn't feel in danger or try to help someone like I did in the courtyard the day before yesterday. But I just grabbed it without thinking about anything, normally. At the time of the recording board, surely Fushimi-kun and the others were fighting, but that is all."

"I see."

"The story is a little different, but Fushimi-kun and Yata-kun, Misaki Yata-kun from the Red club... Is there something between them? It's not just that they are on bad terms."

Even in today's physical fitness test, how to burn and hit, Yata was a bit unusual, and even in the courtyard case from yesterday,

Fushimi's way of provoking Yata was a bit unusual. if it weren't. Her back went cold.

"That's not what I'm talking about."

Munakata narrowed his eyes and said that. That was it, but there was something.

(But the fact that Director Munakata is confused is a delicate problem, isn't it? Surely. So I wonder if it's better not to touch the subject unnecessarily.), she thought.

But she was worried. Looking at that situation, she wondered if she could really get close to Fushimi. Because she was afraid. She didn't know if she could understand him.

(Well, it might not be understandable in a single day.), she thought.

When she thought that, the sound of a bang echoed across the room. Then the door opened with a voice saying "Excuse me."

"Are you busy? I'll be back again."

"No, it doesn't matter. What is Fushimi-kun's requirement?"

Munakata stopped Fushimi, who saw her standing in front of his desk and tried to back away from her.

Fushimi took a deep breath, corrected his posture, and looked at the documents in his hand.

"This is a report on the confusion that occurred during the lunch break."

"Oh, that's the case. Please give me the details."

"Yes. Today at 12:35 PM. When a general student contacted me and told me that there was a commotion in the purchasing department, I immediately went to the site to suppress the situation and confirmed the cause of the commotion."

He cut off the words and leaf through the document.

"It seems that too many people gathered in search of 'Pom pom bread', which is a limited quantity menu for purchases."

"Ah. 'Pom pom bread'?"

She wondered what the "pompom bread" was, it had a very cute name.

"It seems that there was a skirmish between the students who tried to buy it. By the way, there were no injuries, but it seems that the Red club members used their abilities, so the noise got louder. Details are summarized in the report, so check it out."

"Thanks. It seems better to have the Purchasing Department on call on Limited Menu Day."

"Maybe. Especially the Red club people can't be held back by ordinary students."

With a sigh, he walked over to the desk and Fushimi presented the documents.

When he received it, Munakata was satisfied with it, and then all of a sudden, "By the way, Fushimi-kun.", Munakata raised his face.

"Yes, what is it?"

"It's about that 'Pom Pom Bread', find out when the next installment will be."

(I want to eat one.), she thought.

"Hmm... I get it."

"Don't you mind, Konohana-san?"

"Eh? Ah, yeah. That's right. Although it's very popular now, it'll calm down later after all."

She couldn't imagine what kind of bread it was from the name.

"Then let's buy some when they arrive. What about that, Fushimi-kun?"

"I don't need it. I'm not interested. So, with that I'm done reporting."

"Fushimi-kun. Please wait. I have another story for you."

Munakata stopped Fushimi, who tried to flee quickly after cutting off the invitation, with a smile.

"Yes?"

"What did I ask you yesterday? Konohana-san was lost in the building."

(Huh? Well, I didn't get lost! I was certainly wandering.), she thought.

Fushimi clicked his tongue and turned around with an annoying smell.

"Konohana-san, no, she's already a member of the Blue club, so let's call her Konohana-kun. Her first exam will start soon."

Glancing at Fushimi, Munakata said that and looked at her.

Surprised by the sudden change in topic, she dutifully shook her head.

"Ah, yes. I heard from the school principal that the skill test will take place immediately after the start of the first semester, so I'm ready for now..."

"It's a good idea. Members of the Azul club are retired unless the average is 90 points or more."

(Huh?!), she thought.

"Well, is that so?"

Well, she hears it's an elite group, but over 90 points?!

"The minimum line required is 90 points... The Blue club is scary..."

"I've never heard of a rule like this."

Annoyed, Fushimi looked at her as if he was suspicious and turned his gaze back to Munakata.

(Huh? I've never heard of it?), she thought.

"Yes, I did a while ago."

(Huh? Long time? Wait. It's a lie. Are you kidding me?), she thought.

"But Konohana-kun just moved in. She also joined the Blue club recently. In view of that…"

She wondered if it was something serious or a joke, and she had fear and a bad feeling. Looking at Fushimi, who had wrinkles between his brows, Munakata smiled and raised his index finger from him.

"Let's combine the average scores of the two and pass the exam with a score of 180 or higher. If it is less than that, we will ask both of you to withdraw."

(Huh?! What?!), she thought.

"Hey, would we both get retired?"

(That means that even if Fushimi-kun's average score is 100 points, if my average score is 79 points, Fushimi-kun will also be retired... right? Yes! That's bad!), she thought.

"Well, please wait! Well, you don't seem to have taken that into account!"

(Quite the contrary! It's so bad for me to hurt someone other than me!), she thought.

In response to her complaint, Munakata smiled: "Yes, it is a collective responsibility.". Eh? This was not the time to be joking.

"Naturally. Fushimi-kun is Konohana-kun's educator."

(However, I think it is the teacher's job to increase academic ability, not the role of the Blue club educator!), she thought.

However, it didn't matter if she complained, it seemed to be a decision, and Munakata just smiled and then said...

"Please do your best together."

++++++++++

More than 180 points?! That's it..."

Shiro and Kukuri looked at each other.

"Hey, it's no good being irrational. Uh. I'm in trouble."

"Saya-chan, how are you studying?"

"I don't think it's bad. But there is no average of 90 points. No, no. Impossible."

Shiro and Kukuri looked at her again, holding their heads.

"The range of the skill test is extremely wide. It doesn't matter if it's in the middle or the end of the period."

"Hey! Oh! Wait! Fushimi-kun!"

She noticed Fushimi, who quickly walked past her and hastily stopped him.

Fushimi took a deep breath, looked at her, and coughed, "What?"

"Well why don't we study together in the library today after school?"

"Rejected.", he replied quickly.

"Don't say that. That..."

"Are you sure you will get points?"

"Not at all. Especially math. So if you want, I'd like Fushimi-kun to teach me."

"In such a situation, I need to get a high score. Then I don't have time to answer your questions. Another boy can teach you."

His logic was reasonable.

Certainly the average score will go a long way, and if he helps her study, Fushimi's burden may be too great.

"Ah, I get it."

"Your quota is 85 points. Don't get less than that."

She reflexively he was trying to say "I can't!", but she managed not to say that. Because in that case, Fushimi's quota is 95 points. Not really, but she couldn't say that. Rather, get five points. This is where she should cry and give thanks.

"Yes, I'll do my best..."

Even though she coughed softly, Fushimi left without waiting for an answer.

She sighed a little and went back to her desk.

"It's hard..."

But time would not wait. There was no time to be depressed or mourn the status quo.

She had been in this school for a short time, but did not want to leave it.

As she desperately studied, she left the library crying when the library was closed. It was difficult.

"By the way, I forgot something in the classroom."

She sighed and went to the door, but she remembered that there was something in the classroom and she changed her destiny. Leaning down the hall where the orange light was shining, she hurried to the classroom, which was not closed yet.

Finally she arrived at the classroom guided by the PDA that showed her the way.

She opened the door with force thinking that it was about time and there would be no one, and in a corner of the classroom someone screamed a little and moved a lot.

"Huh? Wow! I'm sorry! Huh? Yata-kun?"

It was Yata who was there. Also, a person. She did not see Kamamoto who was always with him.

"Yata-kun, why are you here? Kamamoto-kun?"

"Well that's... I mean, I'm asking you the same thing."

"I came to pick up what I have forgotten. I forgot to put the necessary reference books in my bag. What about you, Yata-kun?"

"I'm on a supplementary lesson... from Anna-sensei."

(Oh, that's right. They told her during class to stay today.), she thought.

"I really fell behind."

"I tried to escape, but I was caught in a two-stage trap... until now."

(Trap? It refers to Kukuri-chan's comment, and is it natural for people in this school to set up a trap?), she thought.

When she went to him, his face flushed as he could see her against the sun, and Yata tore his eyes away from her.

"But it's time to quit school, right?"

"They told me I won't go home until this is over. When I get home, a lot will happen."

With a terribly broken and unnatural demeanor and a bitter smile at the traumatic words, she moved to the seat next to Yata and bowed her neck.

"Terrible thing?"

"Anna-sensei says that the stones in my room will collide with each other in a timely manner."

What? It was a threatening claim that he had forgotten its authenticity somewhere.

"I wonder if it's done. I'll finish it!"

Oh, just like he thought it was. It was unbelievable!

"So I don't have time to talk to you! When you're done, go."

Yata kept his eyes away from her and waved his hand away.

It certainly seemed like this was not the time to speak. The pile of notes in front of Yata was quite thick.

She thought for a bit and sat down next to Yata.

"Well, Yata-kun, if you want, can I help you with your homework?"

"Now...! I don't need it! Compassion is useless! Man rots!"

(Eh? It will rot him? Isn't that obsolete? Oh, but is it something similar?), she thought.

"But my friends are in trouble."

"Friend…?"

"Huh? Uh, yeah. Um... you said you wanted to get along, right?"

"Hmm ...! No, but I can't get along with someone from the Blue club!"

That was an unexpected response and she shook her head.

"Eh...? Why? Is the Blue club bad?"

"Why... I can't tell you why!"

"Why do you belong to the Red club?"

"That's right! I'm the captain of the Red club and..."

"Eh...? Um... is that related?"

When asked, it seemed like an unexpected answer, and this time it was Yata's turn.

"What? Why...?"

"Eh? Because... I think it's strange to judge people just because they are from the Blue club or the Red club. The fact that they consider enemies, bad guys, they don't get along. It's weird. I can't respect one person like that, right?"

"......!"

"Is it Suoh-senpai, the headmaster, who does it? Don't talk to the Blue club people, don't get involved, don't get along. The guy who did that is that red-haired person?"

"Mmm...! That's it! Mikoto-san!"

"That's right, he's not such a small person, right?"

She felt a bit relieved at Yata, who shook his head violently, relentlessly denying it.

"I knew it just by looking at the conflict in the yard. That's why you yearn for it, right? It's the same for everyone at the Red club."

"That is to say…"

"Even in the Red club regulations, they don't say that you shouldn't talk to the Blue club people or get along with them, right?"

"Nevertheless…"

"Kukuri-chan said that the Red club does things his way."

Bad things that are accepted by ordinary students.

She never said "bad people" or "don't get involved".

Also about the Red club, the content of the activity is a mystery. Most of the members are bad or drop out of school. They are said to do whatever they want freely, regardless of school rules, but that's about it. Kukuri did not show any disgust, contempt, or disdain.

"That's why? I understand that the people of the Red club are very free."

"......!"

"The Blue club is the same. I think it is wonderful to maintain the discipline of the students and the spirit of the school, but I do not think that the Red club is not an ally of justice, right? You do not think that the people of the club Blue are wonderful people with a sense of justice?"

She stared at Yata, who had a poker face, and smiled.

She leaned in hastily, tightening her skirt.

(What happened? Somehow, I made a big self-assertion.), she thought.

It was really easy for her to talk to Yata.

"Oh, is it true? Is that why? I've lost everything once. I hate being hated. Well, I don't think anyone likes to be hated."

Still, if he had a problem and it bothered him, she thought it couldn't be helped.

But if it's not his problem, she doesn't like that.

Her words shook his eyes as if Yata was confused.

"Well, that's it. Yata-kun, it's very easy to talk to you. It's strangely comforting to be with you. So..."

"Eh…?"

Yata, who showed a poppy expression for one moment, turned his face bright red the next moment and jerked away from her.

"What are you talking about?! You! You're weird!"

"Is that so? But it's true. It's very easy to talk to you. It's been a while since I've asserted myself so firmly. I wonder if it's because the other party is Yata-kun."

At that moment, she laughed even more at Yata, who turned bright red and was fluttering.

"Hey."

A terribly cold voice echoed through the classroom.

When she looked around, she found Fushimi at the door.

"It's a good thing. Are you thinking of letting me score points and make it easier?"

"Eh…?"

The moment their eyes met, she was struck and surprised by the unexpected words, and the chilling coldness in that voice. She was stunned, opened her mouth and got up in a hurry.

"Oh, yeah! I don't think so. I just talked a little..."

"Are you not saying you can do it? Is this your moment?"

(Well, that's...), she thought.

"I'm not sorry."

"Hey, monkey! You..."

"Shut up, idiot."

She couldn't see him looking down. Yata yelled in protest, but Fushimi screamed softly without saying anything until the end.

"Now you!"

"Oh, sorry! Yata-kun, it's okay. This is really bad for me."

Really, she wasn't in a situation where she could waste her time. Given the burden on Fushimi, it was only natural.

To calm Yata, who seemed to stand up and jump at any moment, she stood up and quickly shoved the reference book into her bag.

"Sorry, Yata-kun. Good luck!"

"Oh, oh... are you okay? You..."

She was worried about Fushimi. To Yata, who did not know about the test, Fushimi's attitude seemed incomprehensible and unreasonable.

She clasped her hands in front of her face and said, "Sorry! Sorry for not helping you!", and she left the classroom following Fushimi, who had already disappeared.

(Oh, oh, I'm ahead of you!), she thought.

"Oh, sorry. I don't think it's convincing, but did you study well? I'm not thinking of leaving it up to Fushimi-kun to make it easier, okay?"

"......"

"Oh, but it's true that my quota is in jeopardy and I skipped even for a bit, so I'm really sorry!"

She managed to run and reach his back, and she apologized firmly as they walked side by side.

Then Fushimi stopped and hit her head, which was hanging and stopped, with something quite hard.

"Oh, it hurts..."

"You don't have to follow me. If you have time to apologize, study."

What hit her was pressed against her forehead, and when she received it, Fushimi began to walk silently.

(Huh? Wait! Even if you tell me not to apologize…!), she thought.

"Eh, Fushimi-kun? We're in Blue club and..."

"Okay. First, study."

"Eh? But…"

"Anyway, the day after tomorrow, we will enter the test preparation period and there will be no club activities after school. There is nothing special to do now for those who joined the club. Study more."

He clicked his tongue and left quickly.

She sighed and looked at the thing in her hands.

"Eh? Reference book?"

(Huh? But I should have put this in my bag a little while ago.), she thought.

When she hurriedly searched her bag, she found the same thing.

She tilted her head and opened it. It was unbelievable! Good writing was distributed on almost every page. With a colored pen, it was extremely easy to understand and the main points were outlined. It even contained test prep tips and a "Make sure you remember this."

She could see how much the reference book had been used just by flipping through it.

"Fushimi-kun is a hard worker..."

(I mean, you can lend me this, right? I just have to do my best with this, right?), she thought.

Involuntarily, she looked in the direction Fushimi went. She no longer had time to waste. The setting sun shining in the hallway was turning redder.

"I have my own test..."

Rather, she would have to get a much better score than she had before.

Her chest warmed slowly.

She put the reference book in her bag, clenched her hands tightly, and recovered her spirits.

"Good! I'll make it!"

++++++++++

Unlike the midterm and final exams, the duration of the ability test is short. It lasts a short time and you finish in a short time.

"Yes, oh! The test is over!"

Yata cheered when the teacher came out. They all followed.

She pulled the air rushing into her lungs and sank down on her desk.

She was done, but it was difficult.

"Yes, yes! Now that the test of hell is over, the next event is the long-awaited athletic festival. From now on, we will deliver a hard copy of the event list! We will decide the registered event of the athletic festival!"

Kukuri clapping her hands, she called out to everyone who was full of liberation.

"If you have any questions, let me know!"

A sports festival? It didn't seem so painful.

She looked at the prints that appeared and thought about it.

At that moment, he hit her head and she looked back.

"Oh, Fushimi-kun."

"I wonder if it was possible."

"What, somehow?"

When she laughed, she sighed. She felt it. She couldn't say "I'm done! It's okay!" with trust.

"Eh, Fushimi-kun?"

"......"

"Sorry. It was a stupid question."

Like a blizzard, she couldn't look into his cold eyes that seemed to burst.

"Once you've decided on the event, put on your gym clothes and come to Blue club. Don't go home yet."

"Huh? Yeah. Okay. But gym clothes? What are we going to do?"

"Because the club's activities will resume."

(Oh, the Blue club activity?), she thought.

If she didn't take it firmly, he would disappear.

(Will they return the answer sheet tomorrow? The day after tomorrow?), she thought.

But for the moment, the test was over. The feeling of liberation was tremendous after studying a lot.

As she listened to Kukuri's cheerful voice, she sank down on the desk again and gently closed her eyes.

(After the event has been decided…), she thought.

When she put on her gym clothes and went to the Blue club, there were people dressed in blue gym clothes.

(Wow. Blue club is different from ordinary students not only in uniforms but also in gym clothes.), she thought.

It was a bit unusual and she was looking at him, and Fushimi, who gave them the impressions and some instructions, looked back.

"Oh, did you come? I'll lend you some work gloves and a shovel for now."

"Oh, thank you. What are you doing with this?"

"It's weeding."

"Eh? Is that the Blue club's job?"

"No. It's the job of the disciplinary committee. But most of the disciplinary committee members belong to the Blue club, so it's the same."

(Huh? I'm a member of the disciplinary committee?), she thought.

"Eh, Fushimi-kun? Am I a member of the disciplinary committee...?"

"I think this is also part of the activities of the Blue club, so work."

(Is this the activity of the Blue club at the moment?), she thought.

"We're in the back of the playground. Let's go."

He didn't give her a chance to refuse. It was a mandatory participation. She had understood.

With a sigh, she followed Fushimi, who started walking quickly.

(But was it really helpful in the test? Let's do our best.), she thought and followed.

Then she come to a ridiculously large place.

"Ah, it's wide!"

"In the first place, there's no way the disciplinary committee alone could clean up this fucking big place."

(No, it's not an assignment, right? First of all, it's unreasonable to let the disciplinary committee do this. Let's go on strike! It's up to the robot to do the cleaning!), she thought.

That didn't change anything when she appeals to Fushimi. She swallowed her words and sighed softly in her place.

(Well, if you want to cultivate the spirit of service activities, I think it is also necessary.), she thought.

"I'll do it from here, so you can do it from that corner."

"Okay, I understand."

She obediently agreed, she put on his work gloves for weeding.

She grabbed the grass, shoved the shovel into the root, and removed it.

"It is done several times a month. It is a cleaning activity."

"Huh? Why are you telling me that?"

"......"

(Is it quiet there? Wait! Will I be forced to participate every month?), she thought.

"I am in a position to educate them."

"Fushimi-kun, you are an educator in the Blue club, so let me do the Blue club activities."

"......"

(Yes, don't ignore me! It's a bit unreasonable, isn't it? Fushimi-san!), she thought.

"This time it is still spring, it is before the rainy season and it is easy."

"Ah, am I not understanding you?"

"I don't think you understand."

(What? Why?), she thought.

"Are you forced to do unreasonable work?"

"I have no idea about it."

(What? That stylistic comment from the devil.), she thought.

"Before that, if you don't get the average odds on the test, you are out of the game. Therefore, it is a good idea to experience the activities of the Blue club."

"I told you that this is not the activity of the Blue club."

"......"

(Oh, that's how he ignores me again! Don't be fooled by fashion!), she thought.

She tore at the grass hard as she moved her mouth. Maybe it was the first time that she spoke to Fushimi like this. He made her feel happy when she thought they would get along a little bit.

"Hey, don't skimp."

"Yes. This is quite powerful."

"You can afford it. Because your grip strength is over 100 kilograms."

"It would be useful if I didn't use it too much."

(I mean, weeding probably has nothing to do with grip strength. I'm sure gorillas aren't good at weeding!), she thought.

"Stop... Hey, put the whole zone over here."

"Discipline president, don't bother me. Besides, my skill is not very suitable."

The words froze deep in her throat. With her face raised, she looks at the view in front of her.

"Eh, Fushimi-kun? The grass is growing all the time."

"What? What are you talking about? What a stupid thing."

Fushimi looked back with a sigh and took a deep breath.

"Now...! This kind of grass grows... I didn't notice!"

"No! Look closely! It's been growing since I came here!"

The level was the size of a small meadow.

"Well, an hour passed, a lot of grass that I pulled out. However, there is no trace of it being uprooted!"

"Tsk... Isn't this a replay?"

(No, the problem is not there. Fushimi-san.), she thought.

Even if she pulled it out again, it was an infinite loop that grew each time.

"More than that, I have to do something with this growth..."

"Somehow…"

The moment Fushimi coughed in a confused state. The weeds that Fushimi had just uprooted all bloomed at once.

When you say that it blooms, it is not an herb that originally blooms, right? Even if she cut it, there was no shadow or shape right before.

In front of them who were cutting them, it was as if they were laughing at them. The flowers opened one after another, and became a bouquet. There was no choice but to do that again.

(What? What? What the hell is going on?), she thought.

Fushimi, who had a bouquet of flowers and was completely disappointed, looked a bit cute, but that was not the situation. But looking a little cute, that made her laugh.

When she covered her forehead and shook, she wondered if he had noticed that she was laughing, Fushimi said in a very grumpy voice, "What did you do?".

"Eh? I'm not doing anything. The grass that should have been uprooted grew for some reason the way it was."

In words, it seemed to be an idiotic explanation. But it was a fact, so it couldn't be helped.

"But isn't this your ability?"

"Well, is that so?"

"I'm not sure, but you're the only one, because I didn't."

(Huh?! That's why?), she thought.

"Fushimi-kun, you think it's me, right? It seems a bit difficult to use the elimination method."

"You could have something to do with this, because the weeds and flowers have grown since we arrived and started weeding."

(Oh, that's right. Until then, it was normal.), she thought.

"What is the ability to act on plants? Is it different from breaking the grip force meter?"

"The reason I dusted the knife in the yard…"

"Is that the case? Well, that means having multiple abilities."

"I haven't heard of it, but it's not an impossible story just because the number of Strains is so small that it hasn't been confirmed until now. Plus, you're unique because you were born off the island."

Fushimi casually dropped the bouquet and shrugged, "Maybe I need to take it seriously.". Saying that, she looked at her hands.

(My ability may not be one. Only when I hear that do I realize that I have never thought of the possibility.), she thought.

Even if she could break the stereotype that she was working on unknowingly, it would be a step forward, right?

She was happy, she looked at Fushimi and smiled.

"Thank you, Fushimi-kun."

"Eh? What are you thanking me for? I don't know what it means."

"You don't have to know. I only said it because I wanted to say it."

"Take a closer look. That is not the case."

She thought it was okay to say thanks, but immediately after that, she sighed at the reality that Fushimi showed. That was true.

"I have to do this, right? Everything…"

"Tsk... Weeding is a hideously incompatible skill."

(I haven't decided yet that it's my fault... oh! But that's right! It's not Fushimi-kun! Maybe it's me!), she thought.

"I'm on the way! You shouldn't help!"

That said, she turned around quickly, but she was able to move her neck firmly.

"Do you think you can escape just by doing it?"

"No, no! But the reality is, if I were here, would it be a game of cat and mouse?"

"Don't be silly. I won't be back until you're done. Control your body so your abilities don't activate."

"How do I do that?!"

"Somehow."

(If I can do something about it, I don't think it was for nothing to move to this school in the first place!), she thought.

"No, don't joke..."

"Do it reasonably. I repeat, you won't go home until you're done."

++++++++++

"Saya-chan, are you tired?"

"Yesterday I had a horrible day... I have terrible muscle pain in my arms and legs..."

"Huh? What the hell did you do yesterday?"

"Weeding."

It must have been a surprising response. She could hear Kukuri's surprised voice saying, "Huh?".

She managed to lift her head and looked at Kukuri.

"I've been weeding and have muscle aches. It was really hard!"

She was happy that there was something she could do. She was happy that they entrusted her with something. Because that's proof that her whereabouts are here.

She was glad that she didn't come home until the end and adopted a relaxed demeanor. Evidence that the distance between their hearts had drawn closer.

(But it was difficult! It was hard enough dreaming of turning a meadow that grows hundreds or thousands of times faster than usual into a desert!), she thought.

Kukuri tilted her head towards her, who emphasized as she raised her nails on her desk.

"Then it doesn't matter. I wonder if the test was bad."

"......"

"You have returned all the answer sheets, right? There are still a few days until the rankings come out, but you have already calculated the average, how was it?"

"Yes! That! Do you want to go to the report, Fushimi-kun?!"

Kukuri, Shiro, Yatogami, and Neko all pointed to the door as they stood up vigorously. Before Fushimi's back, that he was about to leave.

Although she said, "It hurts, it hurts.", she quickly put her things away from her desk and ran out with her bag.

"Sorry! Everyone, see you tomorrow! Oh, the quota is clear! Thanks for everything!"

When she raised her hand, everyone smiled and waved.

"Fushimi-kun!"

Chasing after him as she endured the pain, she lined up next to him.

"Fushimi-kun, about that…?"

"How was it? Result."

Fushimi coughed, looking at her.

"Average is 86 points! I managed to get the quota! Fushimi-kun?"

"......"

"Sorry. It was a stupid question."

She honestly apologized to the cold eyes of "Who are you talking to?".

"So, you can stay at the Blue club."

"There is no such rule in the first place."

Now that she thought about it, in other words, this was for Fushimi to function properly as an educator. She wondered if it was to shorten the distance between her and Fushimi.

"Is the manager satisfied with this result?"

"I don’t know."

"Oh, that's right. Fushimi-kun. That reference book..."

At that moment, she saw the vending machine in the yard, so she headed in that direction.

However, the entrance was not in that direction, so she was confused and hopefully, Fushimi came back after buying juice.

The moment she realized that he had two bottles of juice in his hand and opened her eyes, Fushimi gave it to her.

"Wow! What? Will you give it to me?"

"If you don't need it, throw it away."

(No way! I need it!), she thought.

"Oh, thanks. I'm glad."

He did not respond to that. Fushimi basically ignored the thanks.

Maybe he was thirsty, she saw Fushimi drinking juice as he walked, she was happy and laughed. Because she had made it, right? She did the best.

At first she thought that Fushimi was a scary person, but that was not the case at all. On the contrary, he is extremely smooth. Because his attitude is complicated, it is difficult to understand.

(So, did you lend me a reference book? I didn't realize it because he was angry at the time, but when I think about it, it's amazing.), she thought.

Because she said she would study at the library. In fact, she was there until she left school.

And at that time, Fushimi was supposed to be in the Blue club. He normally shouldn't be in school anymore. However, he appeared there, and went to the classroom unexpectedly.

(In other words? Fushimi-kun, you looked for me. Maybe here and there. Because I said I'm not good at math. To lend me your own reference book, right? Eh? That's amazing, right?), she thought.

"Thanks for the reference book. I'll give it back to you later. Thanks to that, I got a lot of points for my weak math. It was the best of the five subjects."

"Whatever. I don't use it, so taking it home was boring."

When she smiled and thanked him, Fushimi responded with an uninteresting look as he looked away. That was not true.

The uncomfortable tenderness and sweetness of the juice softens it.

She thought that Fushimi might have been good as an educator.

Even if her hands and feet were screaming due to myalgia.

++++++++++

A sunny day for the PE festival. The blue sky was clear. Cheerful enough to break a sweat even if you weren't moving.

"Wow! The best!"

Yata yelled with the flag with the "1" in his hand. The competition was the same 100 meters as hers. What a perfect first place, it was amazing. First place, how many did he have?

(Physical education... I mean, it seems he loves to move his body, Yata-kun has participated in quite a few competitions. And he is constantly getting the number one place.), she thought.

Obstacle courses across the playground. Suoh burned one obstacle, destroyed another, and walked calmly. Suoh was surreal.

"Thank you for your hard work. You are fast."

When she was looking at the back of the teachers running with a fire extinguisher, he suddenly called out behind her. She was surprised and looked back.

"Director Munakata, did you see it?"

"Yes, I try to see all the competitions of the Blue club members."

(Well, he could see it.), she thought.

"I'm a bit disappointed because I was almost number one."

"On the contrary, it is important to have the aspiration to reach even higher. Yes. Did you see Fushimi-kun? I'm looking for him."

"Eh? Was he in…?"

She looked around her. By the way, maybe she hadn't seen him a while ago?

"Are you looking for him to ask him something?"

"Yes. Actually, the member who is going to play the extreme etiquette got injured in the previous competition. There was a vacancy, so I want Fushimi-kun to participate in his place."

"Extreme etiquette?"

(What is that?), she thought.

When she checked the progress chart in her pocket, it was the last race of the afternoon. It seems to be done against the special activities of the club.

"The afternoon session has just started, so I have some time, but I want to tell you early. Due to the prestige of the Blue club, I cannot lose here."

"Oh, yeah. I see. I'll look it up too. If I ask Kukuri-chan, she can see what competition Fushimi-kun is in."

"Thanks."

She leaned in and went to Kukuri.

"Kukuri-chan, have you seen Fushimi-kun?"

"Eh? Why?"

"Fushimi-kun, what kind of competition is he in? What's next?"

"Wait a minute. Well, let's see."

With that said, she pulled out a report from the bag next to her.

"Eh? Fushimi-kun, it seems like all of his competitions are over."

"What? Is that so?"

Looking at the report from the side... (Oh. All competitions are in the morning. This is intentional, right? Absolutely.), she thought.

"Oh, Shiro-kun. Have you seen Fushimi-kun?"

Kukuri called out to Shiro, who had just wiped off his sweat, and returned.

"Eh? I don't know... I was in the competition until a little while ago. Kuro?"

"No, by the way, I haven't seen him in a while."

In response to Shiro's words, Yatogami also raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, what about you, Neko?"

She also asked Neko, who jumped on Shiro's back, saying "Shiro!" in good mood.

"Didn't you see Fushimi-kun?"

"The guy with glasses? I think he was around."

Neko frowned and pointed at the school building.

"Before returning to the playground after finishing the game, he was on the playground."

"Oh, maybe I saw it."

"Oh, sure. He was lying in the shade of a tree."

Shiro and Yatogami also supported Neko's words. Kukuri looked at them.

(Huh? That was the last time they saw him?), she thought.

"I finish all the competitions in the morning and jump into the yard in the afternoon, maybe?"

"Well, no way. Fushimi-kun is a member of the Blue club, and the president of the discipline, right? He wouldn't do such a thing."

It seemed unbelievable.

After looking at everyone silently, she breathes softly.

"I hope not, but I'll take a look."

"Well maybe you should do that."

She thanked everyone and ran to the school building.

(I hope you don't.). While she was thinking that, rushed to the courtyard. (No, I have to find Fushimi-kun because I have to give a message, but do I not want him to be in the courtyard? I do not want to see the president of the discipline loiter?), she thought.

"Fushimi-kun?"

She opened the glass door and stepped into the empty courtyard.

(They said he was in the shade of a tree. So is it the place of that big tree?), she thought.

A large tree in the center of the courtyard. There is a small space of grass around it. There are other large cherry trees, but underneath there are stone pavements.

(Well, I don't think so. It wouldn't be nice if he was there. I really don't want him to.), she thought.

But, well, this was a supposed flag, and the more she asked for it, the more he would be there. She knew it.

She sighed in front of Fushimi, who was sleeping well in the shade of a tree.

"Fushimi-kun."

It was not good that he was in that place.

Amazed, she knelt beside him. Maybe he was sleeping very well since his eyelids didn't feel sharp. (You look nervous, right? You say you're sensitive to people's signs? But even if I get that close, it doesn't seem to happen at all.), she thought.

The defenseless appearance was somewhat unusual, and she looked at Fushimi's sleeping face.

An innocent sleeping face that she couldn't even imagine.

Looking at him like this, she thought that Fushimi had a beautiful face.

"Healthy, long hair."

He seemed small lying in that place.

(Are you tired? After simultaneously serving as a discipline president and a Student Organization officer within the school, there is a picture that Director Munakata was also telling him something about the Blue club. I wonder if it's because of so much competition. Besides that, recently, apart from club activities, has been almost always with me. Perhaps he was disciplined by the test, I will no longer leave him alone. He taught me a lot and did the chores that were entrusted to me.), she thought.

"When you think about it, you're busy. Fushimi-kun..."

She didn't start skipping homework again, but maybe she needed that break time.

"There's still time, so maybe he should get some more sleep."

She coughed a little and placed her head on her lap.

The shade of the trees was cool and the wind was pleasant. The hum of the trees and the faint sleep that overlapped each other invited her to sleep.

She closed her eyes gently.

(If you do that, what kind of results await you? It was clearer than seeing a fire.), she thought.

"We will both be punished at a later date. Please reflect on this time."

++++++++++

The harsh voice of Director Munakata.

A few hours later, they were firmly scolded by Director Munakata.

She fell asleep as she was, and the two skipped the athletic festival, and the extreme etiquette was an overwhelming victory for the Red club. Because Fushimi, who had been registered as a supplemental staff member, did not appear, that is, because the number of people was small, it appears that Office Manager Munakata "missed the winning game."

"Have more awareness as members of the Blue club. Understood?"

"Yes, I'm sorry."

She bowed deeply and walked out with Fushimi, from the Blue Club manager's room.

When she gave a big sigh, Fushimi turned around and said a word.

"That was useless."

"Ah…"

She was sorry, but she thought it was unreasonable, so she didn't make any rumbling sounds. Because that, surely, was useless. She couldn't find anyone or send a message.

(So I won't argue. I won't. In the first place, this wouldn't have happened if Fushimi-kun hadn't skipped! I'll never tell. I won't tell him! Besides, do you call it light talk? Bad talk! Anyway, I'm glad I could rest without hesitation! I hadn't done that in a while!), she thought.

That's why she didn't say anything.

She dropped her shoulders and covered her face with both hands.

"Shut up. The root of all evil..."

"What do you say…"

At a later date, as punishment, they were ordered to weed "every place that the disciplinary committee could not reach on its own."

As you know, her compatibility with weeding was extremely bad.

As could be seen from the plant growth log, she anyway, she was forced to wage a tremendous battle to the death against weeds growing at unusual speed.

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WONDERFUL SCHOOL DAYS: MY PRECIOUS RED

CHAPTER 4: AUTUMN

Translation: Naru-kun Raws: skyflyinginaction

* Gakuen K (List of Chapters) * Projects & Chapters

During the summer vacation month, she spent a lot of time playing and then the new semester began.

There were many school events in the fall. The sophomores had a school trip, and they were planning and preparing for it, so they were busy with more than just school work, and the days were rushing by.

In the blink of an eye, summer vacation turned into a page of memories, it turned cool, and she changed her uniform. Then they entered the period of preparation for the intermediate test, which was a difficult task for the red club in many ways.

Furthermore, it seemed like Suoh could repeat a year again.

Specifically, if he gets a red point, he will have another repeat year.

To avoid that, Kusanagi told all the members that they would be banned from entering and leaving HOMRA until the end of the intermediate test.

In the first semester, if they got even a red dot, they would ban him, but in the second semester, they were all banned until the midterm test was over. By the way, if they get even a red dot, it looks like it will be banned until the end of the year and the New Year holidays.

Of course, they were not satisfied with the harsh words.

Everyone had to shut up at Kusanagi's words, "By Mikoto."

"Although Mikoto works hard, what about the others? Those below can avoid the red dot, but the one above is like this. Yes? It's a collective responsibility."

Suoh sighed at the words, and if Suoh agreed, no one could complain. Everyone agreed with that.

From that day on, Suoh was in the dorm as soon as he finished school. He studied while he was watched by Totsuka. Everyone had a study session in the school's red club room and headed straight back to the dorm.

Saya, Yata, and Kamamoto often went to the library together. Like today.

When she stopped the movement of the mechanical pencil, she exhaled.

Yata, who hated studying and got bored quickly, probably did his best for Suoh, but for some reason, he tended to get distracted.

"I wonder if it will finish soon..."

Saya lowered the tip of the mechanical pencil as she turned it over in the notebook.

They were a little upset that they couldn't see Suoh, Totsuka, and Kusanagi.

But even after they finished, they started preparing for the school festival right away. After the school festival, the final test. After that, a Christmas event, and so on.

Of course, there will be activities with the red club at school festivals, so she doesn't think she can't meet them at all. However, she cannot afford to neglect her class activities and if she thinks about it, she believes that the time to go to HOMRA will be greatly shortened from now on.

And, aside from Suoh, Totsuka should be busy studying for the entrance exams if he goes to college.

Now that she thought about it, in the ordinary activities of the club, the third-year students have already retired.

She maybe she "could play" until the summer, and she thinks she won't be able to see them much from now on.

"No. It's lonely."

Involuntarily, she put those words into her mouth.

The truth is, she didn't like it at all. For the future, it is not something she can say. She was not good to stop thinking that.

It didn't mean that she couldn't get together at all, and she felt like it was something different to be hanging out all the time, so she wondered why she was thinking that.

But if she had an excuse, she would lose everything again.

Back then, it seemed like a miracle to be surrounded by "friends" like now.

Every day was fun, comfortable, cool and she wanted to be "the way it is".

"I want to see Suoh-senpai..."

Just seeing Suoh dozing on the bar couch, she felt relieved.

"I want to see Totsuka-san and Kusanagi-san..."

She was healed by Totsuka's gentle smile and Kusanagi's mischievous smile.

Since she moved she was there, since she was very lonely.

"Oh, I wonder if the test will end soon..."

It was at that moment that she sighed several times.

"I can't help saying that."

Yata said it as if he was a little frustrated and stood up.

She was surprised by the words because she thought Yata had the same feelings.

When he opened his mouth, Yata coughed, "I'm thirsty, so I'm going to buy something.", and immediately turned his back on her.

She couldn't understand how he looked so terrible. She turned her eyes to Kamamoto.

"Huh? Did I say something that pissed him off?"

Or was she loud? Did she get in the way even though he was so focused?

Oh, or was she persistent? Repeating things that cannot be avoided.

"Uh, did I say something wrong? I'm sorry."

Kamamoto smiled and shook his head.

"No, do not worry."

"But…"

"Yata-san is a great person."

"Eh?"

Eh? Were they talking about the same topic?

When she bowed her head, Kamamoto smiled even more and looked out the window.

"But the three people in front of Yata-san are more amazing. Maybe it's frustrating."

"What? What's the story? I don't know."

"That's fine, Konohana-san. Don't worry."

"......?"

"Yata-san wasn't mad at Konohana-san either. Don't worry."

Once again, she was scared and confused, and looked towards the door where Yata had disappeared.

The day was quite heavy.

It was the time she closed the library, that is, the time they left school, so she gathered her books and went to the entrance with Yata and Kamamoto.

"The sun is setting faster."

She looks up at the sky, which changed color at night, as if light ink had been spilled.

Since then. Yata, who immediately returned with a drink, didn't seem to be in a bad mood at all, which made her feel very relieved, but what was it after all?

However, she did not want to infuriate him and make him angry again, so she avoids that topic and, thanks to her hard work, she felt that her studies have improved a lot. Not only her, but also Yata and Kamamoto.

When she goes back to the bedroom, she will do the best she can.

She stretched out and suddenly looked at Yata.

It was already October. Everyone in the red club wears a pure "black" that was different from ordinary students.

"By the way, the red club does not have girls' uniforms because there are no other girls. Not only now, but I am the first in history, right?"

"Huh? Ah!"

"It's a bit disappointing. The red club's black school uniform is great. The girls don't have those school uniforms, but I wish I had a black uniform. Wearing the same black as everyone else. I wish I had."

"……!"

"Well, it's a real problem, and I know it's impossible to make a uniform for one person, right? Even the silver club wear normal uniforms."

She look at Yata and Kamamoto, and smile.

"After all, I long for that a little. It's great."

"Seriously?"

"That's how it is."

When she said that, Yata thought about the words for a bit and pushed the bag against Kamamoto.

When she wondered what he was going to do, Yata took off his school uniform and smashed it against her startled head.

"Eh?"

"Then, you should put it on."

"Eh?"

(Oh Yata-kun, isn't it cold in just a shirt? You'll catch a cold.), she thought.

She tried to quickly return it, but he said, "Okay, put it on!"

"No, it's okay... I'm happy though! But Yata-kun, isn't it difficult if you get sick before the test? If you get a red dot, will you be banned until the end of the second semester?"

When she said that, he was a little upset and said, "The distance to the bedroom is not an exaggeration."

Well, it certainly wasn't that cold yet.

And she was happy after all. The red club uniform, the test of friends that everyone wears. To say that she did not yearn for it was a lie.

When she said "Oh, thank you.", she took off her light blue uniform and offered it to Yata.

"Eh?"

"Then Yata-kun, you can use this one. After all, it's cold."

"But...! Do you think it would fit me?"

"What?! The height doesn't change that much!"

"Ah?!"

"This, Konohana-san, leave it at that!"

It was true, but Yata turned around, so she didn't say anything else, and she was a little excited to put on Yata's school uniform.

"Eh?"

However, when she pulled it up her sleeve, she thought her height wouldn't change much, but it was big. She couldn't get her whole hand out of her sleeve. Her shoulders also felt like the fabric was too loose.

Oh, that?

"Yata-kun, are you bigger than me?"

"Ah, it's true!"

When she accidentally coughed, she said...

"Wow! I'm sorry! Because it doesn't normally look like this!"

But that was correct. After all, he is a boy.

Suddenly, a strange sensation arose and her chest gradually warmed up.

She held her mouth gently with her hand hidden in the sleeve of his school uniform.

The red club uniform and Yata. It was warm, and she was happy.

"Why does a girl look cute when she wears men's clothes? Oh, isn't that our uniform? Yata-san…"

"Bah! Oh, it's just a shirt!"

"Eh? Wow, is that so?"

She also thought that he would say, "It is not mine!"

When she looked at Yata with blinking eyes, she wondered if he had noticed, and suddenly he turned bright red. Involuntarily, she looked at Kamamoto and laughed.

"Hmm...! Don't be laughing!"

"Ah. I'm sorry. Because..."

She was happy.

(Oh, I think I'm very happy. Who would have imagined such a day would come? I wonder if I'm that happy, but every day I have fun.), she thought.

"You're laughing!"

"Fufufu. Come on, sorry. A little later..."

She grabbed Kamamoto's arm and laughed.

She was happy. Finally, she was having fun.

Then she didn't notice.

There were people who looked at her and exchanged words.

++++++++++

"Well, at the red club?"

"Yes, in the red club."

Totsuka smiled kindly.

Thanks to the effort, Suoh passed the intermediate test brilliantly. Also, it seemed like there was a lot of space when it came to points. After all, he was a person who could do it. He just didn't do it.

Then as for the other members, there were a lot of people who were barely there, but all of them still had no red dots. Everyone could do it, right? They just didn't.

So the next big event is the school festival!

Of course, this was her first experience at the school festival. She really wanted to do it from now on.

The next day they said it at the "HOMRA" bar. After a long time, senior Totsuka sent a notice to all the members of the red club so that they could meet in the school club room.

And then, looking around the lineup of members, Totsuka said, "Let's do something at the school festival, red club."

"Of course it's fun to look around at the school festival, but don't you think it's best to be ready for anything?"

"Yes, that is true."

"That's why I suggested doing something at the red club. Wouldn't you like to create the best memories of Konohana-san's first school festival?"

Eh? Well, why?

Totsuka smiled, she was surprised and looking at him, said: "Basically, I like festivals. They are…"

"But..."

"Let's participate this time, Konohana-san. Of course, it's not just preparation, right?"

"......!"

At Totsuka's words, they breathed involuntarily.

"Totsuka-senpai...?"

"Didn't you do your best in summer too?"

"That's it…"

"Because we are together."

They all looked at her as their words invited her. She clasped her hands and turned around.

Until the summer, she thought that she would have shook her head immediately.

"I'll help you get ready. But that day... the school festival itself... I think I shouldn't be there. Because I heard from Kukuri-chan that a lot of people other than students will be coming."

She was afraid of being in a crowded place. But…

"It's okay, Konohana-san."

She lifted her face at Totsuka's voice. She was even more nervous and clasped her hands.

Until the summer, she thought she was more scared than necessary. Most of all, she was afraid of herself and she was always nervous.

Before moving there, she could not leave the room. In the end, she even thought that there was no way to protect someone from her.

But now she was a little different. She wanted to participate.

She was not afraid of herself. It was a strange expression to say that she was fine, but she was really trying. She still she was afraid.

She didn't want to break things again. She didn't want to hurt people. She was waiting so hard for it, she wanted to participate.

She wanted to be with those people and get involved with people.

Thanks to everyone in the red club she come to think that way. There were also Kusanagi and Kamamoto.

Everyone believes in her. They treat her well without hesitation. She clasped her hands and laughed.

Kamamoto also supported her without hesitation. They all take care of her and support her.

Above all, Yata, who always protected her. He cared about her and went to find her first, pulling her hand.

Someday, she might kill Yata. She had much fear and she fell.

But Yata was not afraid. Yata should be able to think of himself.

He believes in her more than she does, and stays with her.

"Wow, I..."

But of course, she had not forgotten the danger of her abilities.

Earlier, Munakata told her that he wanted to talk, but she ran away from him at the time, but when she consulted with Totsuka at a later date, he said, "I'll tell Fushimi."

"I'm trying to find out about Konohana-san's abilities."

"Leave it to me. Rather, Konohana-san shouldn't have any contact with the blue club." He pointed his finger at Yata and smiled.

She therefore decided to leave the report to the blue club entirely to Totsuka. Since then, the blue club's interference with her had completely disappeared, as evidenced by the fact that it had been broadcast correctly.

But that didn't mean she was glad. It was not a relief. In fact, she started training to control her abilities around that time.

(I'm free to do it, so I can't help but do my best, right?), she thought.

She would not be afraid of herself forever. She couldn't just be protected and pampered for it. She had to fulfill her responsibility appropriately for them.

That is why she started training. First of all, the basics of the basics. From the place where her ability was revealed.

She went to Kawahara on her day off, and she was doing her best with "superhuman strength" first.

Even if she tried to use it, she didn't show up, although she did show up when she wasn't doing anything.

She had a lot of problems at first, but thanks to her hard work in the summer, she was gradually becoming apparent. It was really a little progress.

For that, and above all thanks to everyone, she believes that she has been able to have a little courage. That is why a change of opinion may have occurred.

If everyone was there, she might stop being afraid of herself.

If Yata was there, she might believe in herself a little.

In the red club, with everyone, she felt that she could take a step forward.

Even if she stepped forward, she felt that she could forgive herself.

"Unlike..."

Bravely, she looked around her and parted her lips.

"I want to participate."

"……!

They all sparkled at the words that she desperately said with courage.

"It's okay!"

"I will do that!"

Everyone was talking and clapping.

"Well, I made up my mind."

Totsuka's smile made her heart warm.

She squeezed her chest tightly with both hands.

Oh, she even she was glad she let her skill slip away on the first day of moving.

If she had hidden it, she could not have been like this, if she had been completely hidden.

At that time, she was able to become "friends" with everyone in the red club because she had run away, and because of that she was able to make the red club monitor her abilities, report the situation and monitor her.

And she, too, was able to make an effort to gain control.

Yata said that he was in debt to her. Thanks to her, he doesn’t hurt students in general. And he apologized for hurting her on that occasion.

She was sure that feeling hadn't changed.

But wasn't it really the opposite?

The Yata thing was certainly a mistake for Yata, and perhaps it was a crime. But for her, it was the opposite. That was what saved her. He helped her to be like she was now.

"Let's have fun!"

"Yes!"

When she took a long break, Totsuka laughed and looked around his again.

"That's why I'm actually talking about what to do."

"Hmm. Isn't it a shop rather than an exhibition? It's not like a coffee shop, it's a stall. There are a lot of people, so if we take turns, we won't be there for that long during the day. I have enough time to look around."

Everyone screamed at Chitose's words.

"That's right. Let's think in that direction."

"Easy cooking is good, isn't it? Or is it something that can be prepared in advance? You don't have to wait long at the place."

"That's right. I want to avoid fried foods if possible. It's hard."

"Besides, isn't it better to eat something you can eat without using chopsticks?"

"Oh, that's right. You should be able to choose where to eat."

"After that, the cost of the material is cheap."

"In other words, you can get it cheaply."

"Something that collects in my stomach."

"Something that looks good."

"It's also important that cooking is easy."

"It is also important that the menu does not overlap with other food stands."

They looked at each other, and then looked up, "Hmm."

There was silence.

Thinking of it that way, it is quite difficult to decide on a menu.

She looked at the cloudy and inorganic ceiling, which was different from the "HOMRA" bar, and she thought more.

By the way, did they plan the school festival like this last year? While they made a fuss with everyone.

After all, the school festival itself was canceled due to that heinous "accident", and she couldn't go to the school itself shortly after that, so she made a plan.

At the time, she was talking about offering some food. She came up with several ideas. Takoyaki, okonomiyaki, yakisoba, French fries. However, they were likely to be used by everyone in other classes and club activities, so she was concerned.

"Meat roll, hot dogs."

She involuntarily coughed. They all looked at her at once.

After many days of worrying, the menu they decided on was "Meat Roll Dog".

At one point, everyone clapped and cheered.

The memory that she had become distant pierced her chest.

She gritted her back teeth and looked at everyone around her.

"How about a meat-wrapped ball? Simply put, it's a meat-rolled rice ball. It's not a bale or a triangle, it's like wrapping rice and meat around disposable chopsticks."

"Rice ball wrapped in meat?"

"That's right. How to do it would be: wrap the rice and the pork belly around disposable chopsticks. You can add a little vinegar to the rice. It is refreshing and has a bactericidal effect. I will do a lot in the morning. On the day of the festival, we will bake it one by one shortly before the school festival starts. When the school festival starts and an order is placed, just put it in a grilled meat sauce and heat it on an iron plate. The first step is to grill it and then add the sauce. I think, if you have two iron plates, it can be efficient."

They all look at each other.

"The offer itself is as simple as putting it in a paper cup or something and handing it over. No special packaging is required and it's easy. The cost of the material is just rice, pork belly, and roast beef, so doesn't cost a lot. But it's not bulky. Oh, maybe toothpicks and a paper cup?"

"Oh, okay! That!"

Chitose was the first to shine and scream.

Then they all did it one after another and smiled.

"You can eat even if you wake up just by biting."

"If that's the only material, I think you can get it at a fairly low price."

"And the rice has a lot of volume. The satisfaction should be high."

"It looks great. Meat wrapped balls look delicious just in writing."

"On top of that, it's a bit different from the standard, and it seems like it's easy to carry."

Totsuka coughed and smiled.

"How nice!"

"Yes!"

In a word, she almost cried.

She thought sin was sin. It was irreparable that she did it.

The school festival that she couldn't go to with her old friends a year ago, could no longer be recovered.

But she could start over and take a new step.

Although she couldn't get back what she lost, she could get a fresh start.

She was so happy it was painful.

"If you decide to do so, you must write a stop permit request immediately."

She couldn't cry, it would seem strange to everyone.

Someone poked his head out with eyes closed, her mouth held in her hand and her head down desperately enduring tears. Probably Totsuka. Totsuka's voice echoed in front of her.

She gritted her back teeth, took a deep breath, and slowly raised her face.

In front of her, after all, was Totsuka.

She was relieved to see the soft smile.

"Food stands, permits, applications...?"

"Yes. When you make a position in a school festival, you have to apply as the red club in advance. I will take care of the gas and fire, to prevent accidents."

"Red club?"

"Of course, most things in this school are self-governed by the students. It is not the teacher who gives these permissions."

Oh, it was true.

"So first, King has to get a job permit application from the red club."

"Eh?!"

(Suoh-senpai?!), she thought.

"Why Suoh-senpai in person?"

"That's the rule. It is the representative of the department who is going to find the application and submit it. Well, that's correct. You get permission to work as a department."

"Okay, what is...?"

(No, I don't think Munakata-senpai will do anything.), she thought.

But no matter how she thought about it, they feel like oil and water.

"Well, okay. Maybe."

(Maybe? I don't think it's possible!), she thought.

But when Totsuka laughed and said, "Okay.", he walked over to Suoh, who was dozing on the couch, and hit him on the arm.

"Hey, King."

"So today's discussion is over? I have nothing to do until Mikoto-san receives the request form."

Kamamoto looked at Totsuka, who shook Suoh.

"Oh, that's right. Everyone will be ready for class."

"Oh, yeah. After this, I have to go get ready for class."

It was said that Kukuri would email her once her workplace was decided.

At that moment, the PDA rang to notify her of an incoming call. (Oh, Kukuri-chan. Just in time!), she thought.

When she took out the PDA, Totsuka looked at her.

"A classmate?"

"Yes. She said that she would email me when the workplace was decided. I was a little late due to the meeting at the red club."

An email with an image attached. And the image was a simple sketch of the school building.

A red star was drawn at one point.

"It was the right time. I have to go."

"What is Konohana-san's class doing?"

"It's a display system. The details are still secret."

"Oh, so is it quite difficult to prepare?"

"It seems. Was it set up today? They told me to tell my friends when the location was decided."

"I see. If it's an exhibition system, you can work hard at the red club position that day."

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Maybe it will happen."

When she understood, Totsuka laughed mischievously and said, "I heard something good."

"Because we have a valuable female member, Konohana-san."

"Yes!"

"Good. Then go. What about that? What about Yata and Kamamoto? Huh?"

"The boys should have another preparation, and they are acting differently from me."

Instead of the two who didn't seem to move, she said so and waved back saying, "I'm leaving."

"Welcome."

When she left the club room, she pulled out the PDA and ran away.

"Wow, it's pretty far."

The stars indicated the rear of the school building. It was a place she hadn't been to yet.

Even though it had been half a year since she came to school, there are places where she still hadn't set foot. Anyway, even though this school was so big, she wondered if Kukuri could secure such a place.

She was wondering a bit, but maybe it's a good place to work just because it's far away? She rethought.

Yes. she should have noticed it there.

"Oh, that?"

When she saw the empty space with no one, she inadvertently tilted her head.

She tried to follow the sketch, but there was no one.

Old... Was it a place to store tools? Anyway, it was just a place with a warehouse-like building. It wasn't that big.

It was tough... Not that it was tough, but she got the impression that was a bit messy in the beautiful school, which was well maintained throughout. The ground was bare, a lot of pebbles have fallen, weeds grew here and there and it was a bit dark behind the school building. Also, it was a bit humid.

Of course, there was no evidence that it was being worked on. It was done too. It was funny.

However, it should be here.

"......?"

She tilted her head and looked back at the PDA.

(Did I make a mistake? No, but it should be okay. I walked out the door, I came there, I turned around and I came here...), she thought.

"Oh, it's funny. It should be here."

It was then that he was desperately comparing the plane of her head with that of the PDA.

Yes. It was exactly there.

Behind it was also quite close, there was a footfall.

The moment she tried to turn around, her eyes suddenly turned completely black.

"Eh?!"

It wasn't until she was beaten that she realized she had something on her head.

Her arm fell to the stepped spot and she was roughly pushed just as she was. Her body suddenly hit something and made a loud noise. Immediately after, a loud metallic sound.

"Eh?"

She didn't know what happened and she was confused.

But that was also a moment, and when she flinched, she quickly picked up what was on her head (it was like a box) and looked around her.

However, only a few things appeared.

It was so dark that she thought she was still wearing something.

"Eh...?"

When she looked around her, she heard a giggle in the distance.

"Hey!"

It was the voice of a girl. Also, there were multiples. When she reached out, she hit a cold hard wall. Eh? Maybe she was on to something?!

Also, she looks around her. But after all, visibility was dark and black. What she could see is that it was very dusty and moldy. Also, there was an odor that appeared to be chemical.

Maybe in the toolbox?

"Hey, hey!"

She hit the wall that her hand touched and shook it loudly.

The laugh she heard from a distance grew bigger and pulled away from her when she called out.

"Well, wait!"

They were about to leave while laughing.

Only that she understood, and at the same time it was hideous.

"Wait! Hey!"

It was enough to know that. Because that was more than enough.

The malice of them.

"Wait!"

She already knew that yelling was useless.

Not that her voice hadn't come through. She had arrived, but they did not want to listen to her.

If she stops here, they'll lock up people from the start!

"The PDA...!"

(No, Kukuri-chan. That girl can't do this.), she thought.

Then who? Was that email really from Kukuri?

However, even if she tries to confirm it now, she did not have the PDA in her hand. Had she dropped it herself?

By the way, when they attacked her, she was holding it in her hand. Did she drop it because of her fright?

She involuntarily clenched her back teeth.

(Oh, idiot! I didn't even verify the caller's name. Kukuri-chan told me, “I'll send you an email when the workplace is decided.” And that email was an indication of the location. Arbitrarily, I thought Kukuri-chan had contacted me!), she thought.

But who was they then?

She thought long and hard and shook her head.

"Oh, if you're thinking about that now..."

The search for the criminal is later. First of all, she had to get out of there

But how? She couldn't ask for help without a PDA.

This was a place that she had never visited for over half a year since she moved. She came here today because she was guided.

In other words, if she did it normally, she wouldn't come here. The chances of someone passing by were extremely low!

"What should she do?!"

If she couldn't ask to help, she should go out on her own.

This warehouse was not that solid. She thinks it was possible to destroy it by activating her ability, but...

"Ah!"

She looked back with eyes used to the dark.

Perhaps because it was not used much, she had the impression that it was packed with things in a messy way. The shelves also seemed to wobble.

She still couldn't control her abilities. If she mishandled her abilities here, things would definitely get worse.

But on the other hand, she remained silent...

It was dangerous to use her ability. But if she didn't risk it, she couldn't get out.

Then…!

"Huh! Please!"

She put her hand in the doorway of the warehouse and thought about it.

For a moment, both of her hands suddenly glowed white.

"…!"

Activated!

At that moment, the door made a painful noise in her ears and dented.

Oh, did it go there? She wanted to open the key as if she smashed it.

But thanks to the dents and heavy distortion, she was able to pull it off.

She felt a bit relieved, but right after that. It was a simple warehouse. What if one side was very distorted?

As she was in danger, the insides of her vibrated violently, the luggage fell and the dust shot up.

At the same time, something hung from her waist, and a strong acrid smell hit her.

Then the sound of a hard object hitting the ground.

"Eh?"

What was that?!

She reflexively pressed her nose and mouth at the terrible smell.

"What's that?!"

She squeezed her eyes shut and screamed. Outside, she could hear the sound of her PDA.

She reverberated in vain and grew impatient.

(Oh, someone! Ah! Notice that melody! Did anyone hear the destructive sound just before? Maybe my crying?), she thought.

"Please! Someone!"

She screamed as much as she could.

It was at that moment that...

Was there anyone? A tempting voice. Ah! This was exactly the heavenly aid!

However, the voice was a bit... no, it was from someone who wasn't very good at it.

For a moment she thought, "Why are you in such a place?", but... "I see! Blue club patrol!"

"That's right! What you don't know is what I'm doing in a hidden place! This is where you look around! Ah, thank you!"

"Hmm, Fushimi-kun! Open up!"

"Ah?"

When she knocked on the door, she heard Fushimi's surprised voice.

"Please! Help! I'm trapped!"

Along with her scream, a strange noise resounded.

That would have made him aware that the situation was imminent. There was a high-pitched voice that said, "Get as far away from the door as you can."

In a small warehouse (and shabby inside), it was a pretty difficult order, but she managed to get away from the door a bit.

"It's just a little!"

The moment she screamed, blue light shot through the dented door.

His hand tugged and knocked down the door that had broken and slipped.

Light shining through a large hole. The moment she narrowed her limbs, his big hand grabbed her arm.

"Come on!"

At the same time, the warehouse got a lot of holes.

At that moment, she was drawn to the force of pulling hard.

"Konohana!"

A powerful hand held her head.

The last thing she saw was a warped warehouse and a cardboard box on top of it.

Like in slow motion, got bigger and blocked her view.

She opened her eyes slowly, as if something invited her.

Miserable, distorted and blurred vision.

She remained distracted, she gradually focused and discovered that what occupies her field of vision was the inorganic white ceiling and lighting.

When she was distracted, she heard a voice saying, "Did you notice?"

When she slowly looked around her, Fushimi was sitting next to her.

Eh?

She did not understand the situation for a moment and was confused.

Immediately afterwards, however, she noticed that she was sleeping on the white sheets of the bed and hurriedly got up. No, she tried to get up, but she couldn't. At that moment, a fierce nausea hit her.

When she reflexively covered her mouth with both hands, Fushimi yelled "Idiot...!", and stood up.

And when she could move a little, she slightly lifted her body.

"Ah!"

"Be patient!"

He yelled and carried her to the other side of the wall to the side of the bed.

Then Fushimi quickly lowered her in front of the toilet bowl that was there and rubbed her a bit savagely.

"Vomit. It will be easier."

In front of Fushimi, that was it.

She thought about it for a moment. She coughed violently and the entire contents of his stomach turned.

She remembered as she spat. That was. She breathed in the acrid smell of paint.

She clung to the toilet bowl, coughed many times, and vomited many times. Tears naturally spilled over the pain.

During that time, she was a bit surprised that Fushimi rubbed her back all the time, but she was grateful. That was enough to make her cry.

"Ah!"

When she finally calmed down and took a breath, Fushimi left.

She then he returned with a wet towel and mineral water and offered them to her.

(Hmm... is that nice?), she thought.

The usual terrible attitude towards Yata seemed to be a lie.

"Thanks."

She managed to thank him, wipe her mouth, and drink the water.

But that was finally comfortable. She takes a deep breath.

"Can you go back to bed? Come on."

"Eh? Oh, I think I can go back. Just give me a hand." She remembered as she spat. That was. She breathed in the acrid smell of paint.

She clung to the toilet bowl, coughed many times, and vomited many times. Tears naturally spilled over the pain.

During that time, she was a bit surprised that Fushimi rubbed her back all the time, but she was grateful. That was enough to make her cry.

"Ah!"

When she finally calmed down and took a breath, Fushimi left.

She then he returned with a wet towel and mineral water and offered them to her.

(Hmm... is that nice?), she thought.

The usual terrible attitude towards Yata seemed to be a lie.

"Thanks."

She managed to thank him, wipe her mouth, and drink the water.

But that was finally comfortable. She takes a deep breath.

"Can you go back to bed? Come on."

"Eh? Oh, I think I can go back. Just give me a hand."

When she shook her head vertically, his hand reached out in front of her.

She grabbed his hand and stood up. It was disgusting, but even though she was fluttering, she managed to get back in bed and lie down.

She took a relieved breath again and looked at Fushimi, who was sitting in a chair next to the bed.

"Ah, this…?"

"Ah…"

"I'm wearing something like hospital clothes... Where is my uniform?"

Fushimi pointed to her feet without saying anything. There was something in a plastic bag.

"It's pretty dirty with paint. Maybe it's rubbish."

"Trash... The nurse was the one who changed my clothes, right?"

"Of course."

(Was that so? No, I knew. I just wanted to check.), she thought.

"I see. Okay then. Um, did I get hurt?"

She remembered the cardboard box that occupied the field of vision. Had she hit her head?

"I heard you're not hurt. I was a bit surprised. You protected yourself."

Fushimi took a deep breath. By the way, Fushimi, held her head in his hand?

When she looked down, Fushimi had a bandage on his left hand.

When she said "That...", Fushimi clicked his tongue and hid his hand from her.

"That, Fushimi-kun..."

"This does not matter. What happened in that place? Speak up. I have an obligation to investigate as a member of the blue club. If necessary, I have to inform the president."

He didn't care.

But it was brilliant to dig in and ask, and when he sighed, she obediently told the whole story.

The only thing she could say is the events that happened to her.

She had no idea who the person was that caught her, why they did that or anything else.

If she looks at the PDA, she may know who sent the email.

"Oh! By the way, my PDA..."

She reflexively searched for the PDA with her eyes, but she remembered it immediately. That was. She dropped it when she was trapped.

Looking at Fushimi, she silently pointed to a small white locker next to the bed.

On top of that, the PDA had a miserable look where the glass cracked.

"Oh… is it broken…?"

"It was under the warehouse. It won't turn on for now."

"Is the data inside messed up?"

"Come on. I could get it out, but now it's no use."

"I see. That means it is impossible to confirm the sender of the email at that time."

When she said that, Fushimi shrugged, "Even if I can confirm it, is it really useful?"

"Eh…?"

"Think about it. That email, silly, would you send it from your own email address? It could have been sent from a different email address or PC, with a free email address that looks like Yukizome's address."

"Oh, it's true."

"For now, listen to the nurse and we'll investigate if necessary. Anyway, rest until they pick you up. Don't move if you feel uncomfortable."

"Eh? Pick me up? Is someone coming?"

"A person has been contacted."

Fushimi said that and quickly stood up and turned around.

To who? She tries to say it, but as a result, she didn't have to ask. She immediately hears voices and multiple disturbing footsteps.

The moment she opened her eyes, the door swung open vigorously without a hook.

"Are you okay?!"

Immediately afterwards, a strong voice echoed through the room. She was relieved and pursed her lips.

"Ya-..."

"I was surprised! Saya-chan! What were you doing there?!"

"Konohana-san. Are you okay? What happened?"

"Eh? You don't know?"

She tilted her head for a moment, but... oh, it was true. She was able to explain everything to Fushimi a little while ago.

"I haven't heard it. I just found out that Konohana-san was taken to the hospital."

That said, everyone looked at Fushimi with a slightly complicated look. Yata too. Unusually, in the end (although he's usually the first person to run), he walked in and looked at her and Fushimi alternately.

"Oh, sorry. I'm sorry I made you worry..."

"It's okay. Konohana-san looks pale. Is it okay?"

Kamamoto worriedly distorted his face.

At the same time, Fushimi sighed. She was surprised and managed to get up.

"Konohana! Still..."

"Alright! Fushimi-kun!"

She ignored Kamamoto trying to hold him back and called after him back.

"Oh, thanks!"

"It is not a big thing."

That may be true for Fushimi, but not for her.

"I just wanted to thank you. What would have happened to me without Fushimi-kun?"

"......"

"Thank you very much for your help."

When she tilted her head, Fushimi looked at her over his shoulder.

"I will inform the director."

But he didn't say anything else, just clicked his tongue. Fushimi said that with a voice without emotional intonation, passed between the members of the red club and Yata's side, and left the hospital room.

For some reason, Yata painfully distorted his face as the footsteps receded.

"Are you okay?"

"What happened?"

"Idiot. Look at Saya-chan's face."

"Oh, that's right. You shouldn't speak now."

"First of all, you must rest. What do you want...?"

As soon as they couldn't hear the footsteps, they all circled her bed and spoke.

She was so happy that she laughed saying "I'm fine." But why? Only Yata was standing in the doorway and he didn't try to get closer.

Yata was usually the first to arrive. Yata was worried, but now he stared at her with a distorted face.

"Yata-kun?"

She instinctively bows her head in a way that seemed unreasonable.

Then Yata bounced his shoulders, then gritted his back teeth tightly and stared at her.

Yes. He literally looked at her, as if he couldn't forgive himself.

"Yata-kun?"

"What were you doing with the monkey here?"

His cold voice took her breath away.

The large eyes of him looking at her burned in a fiery flame.

"That...?"

"You said you would help out with the class. Was that a lie?"

There was no way they would say such a thing to him. She was surprised by his unexpected words.

The blood faded.

With a strange feeling, she believed it to be true.

Oh, after all, that was not good.

"Hey, Yata?"

"What are you talking about? Yata…"

Everyone tended to get confused and gave up on Yata.

But it seems that it was counterproductive. Yata distorted his face as if he was screaming, and screamed more.

"I'm asking you what you were doing with the monkey, you lied to me!"

"No, Yata-kun...?"

"You are a traitor too!"

Those incredible words got through her.

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WONDERFUL SCHOOL DAYS: MY PRECIOUS RED

CHAPTER 3: SUMMER

Translation: Naru-kun Raws: skyflyinginaction

* Gakuen K (List of Chapters) * Projects & Chapters

"Maybe he knew of your ability."

Totsuka said that one day after the athletic festival. It was a few days after she changed her clothes.

Kusanagi stopped polishing the glass and Yata's eyes widened and he looked at her.

Bar "HOMRA".

An elegant interior. Looking at one of them, at the vintage jukebox, he takes a breath and doubt Totsuka.

"Eh?!"

"You were talking to King, right? Maybe, I think there is no question."

"That's right?!"

"Yes. I haven't been able to find out everything. That's why..."

Totsuka looked at Kusanagi with a serious look.

"Well, I want to experiment. Kusanagi-san."

"Do it outside."

Totsuka laughed saying "Okay.".

"Kusanagi-san? Won't you see?"

"I have to tend the store. I'm just waiting for the results report."

"Well then everyone, a big place where we don't bother anyone, oh let's go to the riverbank where we played baseball last time."

Everyone takes control and immediately stands up. Also, she was a bit surprised.

Oh, that? Will they all come? Is it my personal cause?

When she wondered and looked at everyone, Yata looked back, "Hey."

"What are you doing? Come on."

"Yata-kun, will you come too? Is it about my ability?"

"Eh?"

Yata grimaced, bowed his head and said, "What are you talking about?"

"Is it because of your ability?"

"Eh? But…"

"Does that mean it's a red club problem?"

"…!"

Involuntarily, her eyes rounded. At the same time, Kusanagi laughed in the background.

Looking back, Kusanagi laughed and shook her hand, saying "Go quickly."

"Don't keep your teammates waiting."

Companions… Those words warmed her heart.

She raised her forehead and followed Yata.

It is enough to walk slowly from the bar "HOMRA". A riverbank where weeds could grow as much as they wanted, except for a small grassy baseball field.

In terms of time, the boys were quiet, perhaps after getting home, with only a few people walking their dogs.

"Now…"

Totsuka looked around his against the setting sun.

He then he said, "So, let's review first.", and he raised his index finger.

"One. When she touched King's flames, she didn't have the ability to manipulate them. She was able to resist Homura's flames, right?"

They all looked at her. She shook her head vertically.

"Yes. It's not hot to touch the flames that everyone creates. But I can't put out the flames. I've been told this several times and I've tried."

Really, many times. She was afraid that other abilities would be activated, so it was a bit dangerous.

When she said that, Totsuka smiled, "That's enough.".

"There are strong and weak abilities, but once you've completed the rite of passage, activating the abilities isn't really that difficult. It seems that some people have a hard time controlling flames. You can probably think that you don't have the ability itself."

"Seriously?"

"Yes. But actually, Konohana-san created a great column of fire in the courtyard. The fire was Yata's flame. That's the second. And the third, it happened even at the athletic festival."

"Eh…?"

Sports festival, but…?

"That's…"

"Finally, that flame that burned the red club's diadem. That wasn't just because of Yata. Yata, you felt that way too, didn't you?"

Everyone's eyes focused on Yata.

Yata made a slightly complicated expression and shook his head.

"That happened right after she called Yata. She didn't realize that her ability had been activated because Yata pounced on the enemy at the right time, right?"

"Yes, not at all."

When she answered him, Totsuka smiled.

"So is. She acted on the flame twice, even though she didn't have the ability to manipulate it. So, I thought. What is the conclusion I came to?"

Totsuka cut his words off there and raised his index finger again.

And he pushed her hand fully towards her.

"Konohana-san."

"Yes."

A small flame ignited on his index finger.

A small flame that was very appropriate to say "light" was like the flame of a candle.

"Please be aware of this flame."

"Eh? Take it into account?"

"Yes. It 'enlarges', 'burns' and is 'strong'. Anyway, let this flame grow. Please think about it."

What does the flame grow?

As they told him, she put her hands together and looked at the flame.

"Increase in size. Make it big?"

She coughed, but nothing happened.

It means, before that, if everyone's eyes were worried, if she looked at him too much, she alone would be worried about it... no, she wouldn't worry about it.

When she thought about it, Suoh, who was sitting alone on the bench, stood up and relaxed in front of her.

The moment she raised her face, his big hand blocked her view.

"Eh? Ah..."

"Don't watch it. Focus on it."

A low voice commanded in her ear.

She took a breath and her eyes widened.

"Do you remember how Totsuka makes the flame? That's what you saw earlier. Remember it. Draw it in your heart."

She closed her eyes as directed, and she remembered that little flame.

"If you can do that, think about it. Imagine it. Light the flame. Can you do it?"

A small flame came to her mind. It was as modest as a candle flame, and quiet.

She tries to make it big strongly. Violently, beautifully. Redder, brighter, and burning.

Like Suoh, was worthy enough to tremble.

Like Yata, flashed so hard she yearned for him.

"Mmm!"

At that moment, there was a scream.

"You can do it."

She hears Suoh's satisfied voice.

At the same time, his hands moved away from her eyes.

"Ah!"

She turned her gaze to Totsuka and took a deep breath.

The flame, which was as small as that of a candle, was now a glow that burned the heavens.

Big, strong, intense and beautiful. A burning flame that glowed red.

Homura's flame like a blazing fire.

"I don't have the power to create a flame like that. Everyone knows it, right?"

Looking delightedly at the pillar of fire, Totsuka smiled.

"This is because Konohana-san made my flame bigger. In other words…"

Totsuka looked around looking at the flames.

"Your ability is the second, the 'amplification'."

"What is the second for Homura?"

Kusanagi put iced tea in front of her and looked at Totsuka.

Since then…

Probably because it was a great column of fire. The people who witnessed the flames rushed forward one after another, and they hurriedly left on the spot. They divided into small groups so that they did not stand out and returned to HOMRA by different routes.

She saw that everyone in the red club at that time, withdrew and moved gently. She was shocked.

She still had a bad idea about that area. If Yata had not retired with her, she was sure that she would have been left alone.

He gently pointed to her right wrist.

He was unscrupulous, but a lot of fun at times like that.

She wondered like Yata, that he's not good with girls, he spoke to her normally and got her out of there.

"Yes. I think the first one is 'superhuman strength'. That's why I broke the grip strength meter."

Totsuka smiled as he made ice cream.

Looking at Totsuka, Kusanagi frowned, "Hmm."

"No. Maybe it's just one? Maybe you're just 'amplifying' your own strength."

Kusanagi's words involuntarily stopped her hand from reaching for the stainless steel cup.

Oh, it's true. There is such a possibility, right?

When she saw Totsuka, he looked up and put his finger on his chin.

"Well, I think it's a different thing. Well, I absolutely can't say."

"Because it's different?"

"That is correct. There are two reasons."

Totsuka held up two fingers.

"One is the difference in the activation conditions."

"Activation conditions?"

"Yes. When the 'amplification' was activated, there was a strong emotion in Konohana-san. She was afraid of Munakata and she cared about Yata. Did you activate it all of a sudden even if you didn't think of anything when you broke the grip strength meter?"

"Uh, surely."

"The other is that there is too much range in 'superhuman strength'."

"Too much range?"

Um, what did that mean?

"I think it's great to break the grip strength meter. You can also break the recording board. I can't do it. But obviously, destroying half the school building or sandwiching the cobblestones in the courtyard is a different level, is it? Don't you think?"

"Of course."

"I thought the former was the activation of the 'superhuman strength' ability. The latter may be the result of 'amplifying' the 'superhuman strength' ability."

"…!"

She widened her eyes at the unexpected words.

"Amplified", "superhuman strength"?"

"That's…"

"It is possible that touching a knife or pinching a stone pavement is another ability, but your body was glowing. But when only "superhuman strength" is activated, "superhuman strength" and "amplification" can be activated together, so I think that there is such a difference in how skills appear."

"I see."

Kusanagi thought that too.

"I think I realized that at the athletic festival. With your power, even I, who only have weak power, can create a column of fire that causes confusion."

She wondered if it was okay for her to be there.

"Konohana-san."

"Yeah... I feel like it's a bit crazy. Your abilities are beyond the person's ability. It's definitely very dangerous because you can't control it right now."

Things that exceed the person's capacity and cause the ability to flee.

Those words surprised her.

It was the same even if there was no talented person around. She revealed another ability of oneself by multiplying it without permission. So what happened at the previous school was an accident.

She realized the danger again and her body trembled.

"Konohana-san."

"Huh? Oh, yeah."

The moment she hugged tightly, Totsuka called out to her carefully.

He lifted her face as if were turned away and tried to reassure her. Totsuka smiled softly, "Okay. Don't tremble."

"Because I am here…"

"……"

"Hey, Yata?"

Totsuka looked back over his shoulder.

Yata, who was sitting in a chair near the couch, noticed and looked at Totsuka, and then looked at her.

"I was telling Konohana-san that we're not afraid of her being here. Yata, you think so too, right?"

"Of course."

Without hesitation, Yata had no problem answering.

"It should be OK."

And his hot eyes went straight through her

"Absolutely, I will protect you."

++++++++++

It was sudden.

"Ha! Kamamoto-kun, summer version!"

The moment she entered the classroom, she was caught by Kukuri, who had been waiting for her, and she was dragged in front of a handsome boy she had never seen.

Brown leather. A soft, lustrous and bright blonde. His eyes, which were melancholy and with slightly sunken corners, were a beautiful sepia color. His nose was smooth, sweet, and well-shaped.

Slim, standout style. The strong confidence, generously exposed collarbone, slim but powerful shoulders and upper arms were very nice.

Who was he?

Before her who was stunned and stiff, Kukuri and Shiro got together and showed his beauty and that line.

She opened her mouth and looked at the handsome boy.

"Kamamoto-kun?! Huh? Hey, really?"

Wait! Because yesterday he was big and now he was normal?

"No matter how much, overnight..."

"Well, I've lost my appetite for the heat since noon yesterday. So when I woke up in the morning…"

(No, no, no, you don't convince me! You can't do it, Kamamoto-kun! It's strange that you lose half your weight in just one night!), she thought.

"Well, what happened to the hairstyle? Kamamoto-kun, you had very short hair."

"Grows fast in summer."

Well again, while it was weird the fact that grew more than 4 inches overnight for that reason, it was absolutely amusing.

"This is the first time for Kuro and Konohana-san. That is amazing."

"Eh? Oh, that's right. Yatogami-kun..."

"But this is already a kind of summer tradition. When Kamamoto loses weight, it means that summer has come."

At Shiro and Kukuri's slow words, she instinctively looked at Yatogami.

No, how about ditching such a great change with "summer tradition"?

Well, ghosts and ghost stories are a summer tradition, and that sentiment may not be wrong.

It means, wasn't everyone worried about it? She was very anxious.

"Hm, Kamamoto-kun. Is your body okay? Aren't you sick?"

"I'm constitutional. It's okay. I don't feel bad; I'm just losing my appetite."

(If this happens even if he can't eat for a day, Kamamoto-kun will disappear if the days when he has no appetite continue.), she thought.

"If so, that's fine, but I'm a little worried."

"Haha, it's fine."

"You won't do anything, right?"

Just in case, she suddenly turned her gaze to Yata, who was sitting by the window.

Yata, who was looking at her with a frustrated appearance, for some reason clicked his tongue at her and turned away from her when he realized that she was looking at him.

"I wonder what I did."

She waved her hand and turned to Kukuri, who left the classroom and involuntarily partied alone.

Yata had been in a bad mood since this morning so he didn't like this, and after all, he could talk about it all day.

Even now, as soon as class ended, he left the classroom with Kamamoto... Should she go home alone? Should she wait as usual?

However, she had no guarantee that Yata would return (on the contrary, he may have already gone), but she stood up with her bag.

With a soft sigh, she left the classroom.

It was a bit strange because they came home together every day.

(What's really going on? Have I done something?), she thought.

If so, it would be difficult to go to HOMRA. She wondered if she should go straight back to the women's dorm today. Or should she go to the library for the final exam?

At that moment when she was wondering and walking alone...

"Konohana-san."

A low, sweet, and very familiar voice echoed down the hall.

She opened her eyes and looked back quickly.

"Can you give me some of your time?"

"Munakata-senpai..."

A pale and refreshing shirt. Light blue bracelet. A shiny and dull saber.

The director of the blue club, Reisi Munakata himself was there, followed by Fushimi and another person behind him.

"I was about to visit the classroom, but I'm glad I didn't get it wrong."

"......"

With a soft smile, but feeling the endless fear, she took a step back.

Then, Fushimi, who saw her, clicked his tongue at her and sighed.

"Hey. I don't know what the red club are telling you..."

"Fushimi-kun."

Munakata stopped Fushimi's words on the way.

And when she looked at him again, he smiled.

"I just want to talk."

She couldn't believe it and shook her head.

"I'm in a hurry, I must go.", she said lying and backed away further.

"Don't say that. I really want to talk. I just want to know what you know about your abilities. That's it. I want to know to handle it quickly when something happens. This is not to put you in danger, much less average students. I promise that I won't force you to do anything."

"......"

"Oh, yeah. What I did was out of order. I should have apologized for it first."

When she quietly returned, Munakata coughed as if he had just realized it and then leaned in slightly.

Naturally, without any ill intention.

She didn't expect him to do that, so she opened her mouth and looked at Munakata in a daze.

"Eh?"

"On the first day of move-in, I apologize for the high pressure attitude in the yard. I'm sorry I told you that you should surrender, as you protected the students in general."

"......"

"I apologize for the fact that Fushimi ran to you at a later date. He acted after thinking about school and you, but as a result, I have given you unnecessary fear. We are so sorry."

Munakatai leaned in even more.

His action was sincere. Suddenly, the fear she felt was relieved.

"Munakata-senpai..."

"If you're busy, let's start over another day. So please let me know."

Perhaps she had an excessive sense of weakness in her initial attitude?

Later when Fushimi spoke to her, she fell, so she thought she was scared.

At that moment, the words were certainly bad, but Fushimi didn't say anything bad. He was only saying the right thing.

Even now. Munakata also said only the right thing.

"Yeah... I feel like it's a bit crazy. Your abilities are beyond the person's ability. It's definitely very dangerous because you can't control it right now."

The words Totsuka said when she elucidated her abilities in that river.

(That's right. My ability is very dangerous.), she thought.

She believed that she definitely should know the school to protect the students.

It was definitely not a mistake.

That's how it is. Not that she wasn't afraid, but she wouldn't run away. She knows, preventable accidents can be harmful.

Taking a deep breath, she took a deep breath and slowly parted her lips.

Suddenly…

"Saya!"

"Ah!"

The window in the adjoining corridor opened with a loud noise.

The moment she rolled her eyes, Yata jumped up and grabbed her hand.

At the same time, he threw her towards him with considerable force.

"Huh? What? Yata-kun?"

But where had he come from? Why was he there?

She was stunned when she started running, as he dragged her away.

"No, Yata-kun!"

"Don't talk! Run!"

"Well, wait! They haven't done anything..."

"Shut up! Run quietly!"

(Huh? Well, wait! They haven't really done anything. I mean, did they just apologize?), she thought.

Lying as she was, she ran down the hall, down the stairs and into the entrance.

Yata finally stopped in front of the shoebox and looked back.

"Come after me... it seems like..."

"Yata-kun..."

"That's it! You're not handling it properly! They don't know what to do!"

"Actually no..."

They were just apologizing to her.

Oh, but she was so happy that he had come for her.

It was warm and happy that someone cared for her and protected her.

She shouldn't be happy. She wondered if she didn't have that qualification... she shouldn't hurt him and make him protect her. Well, she hurt people in her previous school. But the danger of the same thing happening was quite possible, as Munakata said. She was sorry she had escaped from Munakata.

"No, Yata-kun, have you come back...?"

"What? Aren't you going home?"

"Eh? But shortly after class ended..."

"Anna-sensei called me, right? She told me to come after school."

"Ah…"

By the way, she hears him were told that.

"Kamamoto-kun? About that Yata-kun, did you just go to the staff room?"

"Yes."

"So what about Kamamoto-kun?"

As if he had just noticed her words, Yata looked behind her.

"No, leave it."

"Eh? Where? I mean, Yata-kun, where did you come from?"

"As I left the staff room and back to the classroom, I saw you with the blue club."

"ERh?"

It was that?

She looks at Yata confused.

Then, Yata heard that she meets Munakata in the hallway as she left the classroom, and he ran from the staff room to where they were.

When she thought about it, Yata was the one confused this time.

"You did that?"

"That?"

What's that? Did he jump out the window, and he came straight into the hall by jumping out the window?

Wait! The staff lounge and the hall she was in are on the second floor, right?

However, her question seemed unfamiliar to Yata, and he shook his head asking, "What is that?"

"Why…"

"It's parkour. I'm remembering it right now."

"What is parkour?"

"Well, it's a kind of sport. The purpose is' to reach the destination efficiently without interrupting any movement anywhere", Kusanagi-san said."

Was that explanation exactly what he heard from Kusanagi?

"Is it difficult to explain...? Well, it's like flying, running, climbing, balancing and using it effectively to make paths that are not paths."

"Do you want to make a path that is not a path?"

What was that? It sounded interesting.

"So you jump out the window?"

"Yes. Even if you jump off the second floor, you can make a revolution on landing to kill the impact of the landing, and if you think about the angle and kick the wall, you can get to the second floor window as soon as possible. That is my form."

(So literally, you didn't doubt it, you just ran for me? In a place that was a path? To protect me?), she thought.

As a result, Munakata was not trying to hurt her, so it became an excessive defense.

Her face suddenly turned red.

Still, she was happy. She was sorry for Munakata.

But that didn't matter. She was simply impressed. Yata hurried to make his way, for her.

It would be a lie if she said she didn't like that.

"Ah…!"

(Oh, I'm dying of happiness! Yata-kun! I'm so happy I don't know what to do!), she thought.

Perhaps Yata remembered his embarrassment when he turned bright red, blushing and suddenly looking away from her.

And when he rubbed his face roughly, he coughed in embarrassment.

"I'm going home."

++++++++++

A clear blue sky that was high enough to get through.

The clouds were white enough to clump together, the sun was still shining, and the ocean! It was the sea! The great blue sea! Reflecting light on the surface of the water.

Looking at the beautiful mother of life, she was scared because she felt like a tiny person and almost forgot her abilities.

Oh, she couldn't play. Clarifying and controlling her abilities was an urgent task.

But the sea! It was the sea!

Before the end of the term, Kusanagi said: "The guy who got the red dot is excluded from HOMRA. If everyone does the best they can and does not take extra lessons, I will take them to the sea."

The red club was strong when there was a reward! There were no supplementary lessons for everyone. How, even Suoh?

He was talking about "I'll take you to the sea." So she thought it was a day trip, but Kusanagi seemed to be coming to a guest house he knew, so they decided to camp out at sea early in the summer vacation.

When Kukuri heard the story, she was worried, "Will you be okay? You're the only girl.". When she first heard that she would stay, she was a bit surprised.

However, Kusanagi knew about that and said that she had taken her room separately, and everyone was paying careful attention from the planning stage.

As a result, she was excited and happy today.

"That bastard Kamamoto..."

Chitose clicked his tongue when he saw Kamamoto being hit by a reverse wave and flying off.

However, Kamamoto was not the only one who stood out.

"……"

When he frowned, he looked at the white waves that were crashing.

Yata, who usually controls skateboards freely, seemed to be good at surfing, catching waves, and riding horses.

Seeing that figure, several women made a squeaky voice for a while and wondered, "Is it good, right?" "Yes. Good. Let's talk to him."

That... was not very interesting.

That in her way, she didn't care, but it was truly amazing.

"Saya-chan?"

Kusanagi, who had approached her before she was aware, looked at her face in a mischievous way.

"Eh? Ah! Yes?"

"Youth."

"Eh…?"

"Hm, do you want to split a watermelon?"

Kusanagi offered her a blindfold and said, "Saya-chan, let's do it."

"Eh, I?"

"Girls do it while wobbling, it's cute."

When she looked around, Chitose and Dewa were excited.

She thought for a moment, tightened the blindfold and got up.

"So, are you prepared to be defeated by my power?"

Maybe she didn't think so much, they all had a terrifying look at his words.

"It would be nice if the watermelon also kept its shape... Sorry if I squash it. It can be like a small piece of meat and a blood clot. I still can't control it."

They have probably figured it out. They all fluttered like a chill.

"Hey, smash..."

"Now, a piece of meat..."

"Ah... Saya-chan. Maybe you should be guided by the voice?"

"I think that would be better too. Even with a bamboo stick, if my ability was activated, the watermelon could be turned into fine powder. I don't think it's that difficult to turn a watermelon into fine powder."

When she said that, Kusanagi put a blindfold on her.

"And I think the seaside guesthouse is the best setting for a suspense drama. I'm sure accidents can easily happen."

"Well Saya-chan. Are you in a bad mood?"

"Eh? Isn't that the case?"

When she smiled, Kusanagi laughed palely.

"I am scared..."

++++++++++

"It is night."

Totsuka sat upright with a flashlight in one hand.

A great big room where everyone but her sleeps. After that the futon was well placed and they enjoyed throwing pillows.

Sitting on the messy futon, everyone looks at Totsuka with a mysterious look.

"So, let's start a hundred stories."

The lights were off. An impressive sound rang out.

He lit a candle and the story began.

"This is a story from the Taisho era."

(I don't know. After this, I'll have to sleep alone.), she thought.

Actually, she wasn't very good with ghosts and ghost stories.

While she tried not to imagine too much, she listened to Totsuka's story, regretting it.

"Well that's the end."

Totsuka blew out the candles.

The room went dark and he shrugged.

But soon, he turned on the flashlight and Totsuka laughed.

"How was it? Yata."

"Hehehehe, it's fine! No, not at all!"

Yata's voice had a volume setting that's a bit strange. The intonation was strange too. She snapped her eyes open and looked back to her side.

Maybe Yata was also not good with these kinds of stories?

"Oh. I'll do my best this year. Yata."

"I can afford!"

"Because of that, there were a lot of 'uh', right?"

Totsuka laughed and lit a candle.

And when he said, "So next time...", he clicks the flashlight off.

At that moment, her hand was clenched tightly and she was in awe.

(Kya, kyaaaah!), she screams internally.

When she hurriedly looked to her side with a shock that her heart was about to leap out of her mouth, Yata, who turned pale, was holding her hand.

But perhaps unconsciously, the line of sight did not move from Totsuka. He kept looking at him like he was paralyzed.

"......"

His hands trembled slightly, but they were hot and powerful.

He was always nice, but maybe he couldn't help it, he was squeezing her hand so hard it hurt.

She bit her lip and closed her eyes.

She was no longer afraid. That was another emotion.

She would enjoy quietly. Just for her, this time.

And how many times have she been through a scary story? Totsuka suddenly coughed, "Eh? Can you hear me?"

"You can't hold a hand like that!"

"Oh, no, I'm not trying to scare you. Is someone sleeping, snoring?" He said tilting his head.

When everyone spoke, he could hear it for sure.

They all looked at them in amazement.

"Eh? This is…"

"Hm. Maybe…"

Kusanagi stood up silently and clicked on the lights.

The room lit up. For a moment, she looked his narrowed eyes.

"Oh, after all..."

"King... Don't make history a lullaby."

Kusanagi and Totsuka sighed.

Suoh, he was sleeping peacefully with an innocent face like a child.

"Eh? Wasn't that scary? Yata didn't give up either."

"I don't think that's the case. Yata did his best because Saya-chan was there."

Kusanagi looked at her as he said it.

Then he cut the words unnaturally, staring at her hand for a second, two seconds, three seconds.

It seems like he wasn't the only one wondering about it, and they all turned their heads from her and looked at her one after another. Of course, Yata too.

"Uh, aaaaaaaaah!"

At that moment, Yata, who finally noticed that he was squeezing her hand, turned his face bright red and screamed, raising both hands.

"Gyaaaaaaaaah!"

"Oh, he screams more today."

Kusanagi laughed.

When she looked at Kusanagi with a bit of disappointment, Kusanagi looked at her and laughed jokingly.

"Konohana-san, second round, shall we?"

"Second round?"

Kamamoto bowed his head.

"Is night yet to come? There is a cave behind this guesthouse."

Kusanagi smiled and looked at Yata, who turned pale.

"Try your luck, let's do it."

++++++++++

The sound of the waves coming and going. A chorus that was always played.

Unlike the day, the sea lit by the silver moon was surprisingly quiet and mysterious.

The boundary between the sky, the sea and the darkness of night that covered the world was warm, and if you take it easy, you will be absorbed.

"This cave is actually quite a famous psychic place. If there is an accident around here, the corpse will surely flow here due to the tidal flow."

She couldn't understand why he was saying that, but Totsuka seemed to have fun saying it.

"They're not just humans. Big cats, birds, whatever. That's why there's always a soul hanging around here."

"That's why I left 'something' in the back of the cave during the day, so I'd like you to get it in pairs."

"A couple? Won't it take time?"

"Okay. It's not deep. If you rush when it's bright, it's less than five minutes round trip."

Kusanagi laughed looking at them.

However, Yata had a haunted face. Well, so does she.

He may have noticed. Kusanagi smiled and slapped her on the shoulder.

"That?!"

"Yata-chan, I'll forgive you if you cry. If you don't go, why don't you cry?"

"Who will cry?! Okay! This is over here!"

Yata yelled at Kusanagi's bad words.

Oh, he was distraught, but now he seemed to be fired up.

"Homura, group together quickly."

"Saya-chan."

At the same time that Kusanagi said that, Chitose came running with a smile towards her.

"Eh?"

"Oh! Hey! Chitose-san!"

"They're loud! Is it fun with guys? I like that."

"Don't get ahead of yourself, Chitose!"

They all parted and spread their hands evenly.

"Eh?!"

"Oh, that..."

"Well that's the way it is."

Kusanagi shrugged and laughed at her surprised eyes.

"Yes, Saya-chan, you must choose, who should be the knight that ventures with you?"

"Eh? But…"

"Guys! Even if you are not chosen, don't hold a grudge!"

Everyone happily responded to Kusanagi's words. Was that really good?

Well, if that was the case...

Along with Kusanagi, she saw Yata, who was fed up with what he didn't like.

"Well then... Yata-kun..."

"Eh?"

Yata looked at her as if he was surprised by her words.

At the same time, the boos that came out from everyone were out of control.

"Eh?! Why am I not a candidate?!"

"Well, you weren't there because she didn't pick the guys who ran."

Kusanagi laughed and patted her on the head.

"I said don't be resentful! Well, that's too many to be a pair!"

At those words, everyone scattered as they said "Tsk."

She looked around and at Kusanagi.

"Hm, was that wrong?"

"What happen?"

"Well, should I have chosen from among the candidates?"

"No. As I said before, there was no such condition."

Kusanagi shook his head and patted her head again.

"This is your night; you can choose your companion. If you think it's Yata-chan, it's fine."

Involuntarily, she looked back at Yata.

The moment their eyes met, Yata turned bright red and turned around as if he was in a hurry.

(Wow…), she thought.

At that moment, she felt so embarrassed that she turned around to hide her cheeks from him.

"Then I'll go first!"

It seemed that the combination had been decided, and Chitose and Dewa waved their hands and entered the cave.

After waiting a while talking about it, two people soon came out.

When they handed what they were holding to Kusanagi, Kusanagi said, "Hmm. Okay."

They were both so light that when he asked, "How was it?", they replied, "It wasn't a big deal. Actually, it's just a normal dark cave."

She was afraid of it.

"I found it useless."

"What? Seriously, it's just a cave with nothing."

(That's why I'm scared of that dark empty cave!), she thought.

She was not afraid of a well-kept, artificially lit cave. But in that case it would no longer be a cave.

However, it seemed that she (and one other person) were the only ones who thought so, and everyone was able to clear the task without problems. Some people even said it was boring.

And finally it was her turn and Yata's.

"Yes, please go."

Yata didn't cry, so she couldn't help it, and he reluctantly walked into the cave while he was kicked out by everyone who smiled.

The flashlight also slightly illuminated her feet. A step forward is a state of darkness.

Only the sound of calm waves and the sound of dripping somewhere resounded.

(Ah! I don't like it! Let's go!), she thought.

"Ah, Yata-kun…"

If she called him in vain, Yata would shake his back.

"......"

"What's wrong?! Don't call me when I have no use!"

"Uh..."

Yes, it was useless.

She just called him, but she couldn't say: "Because I'm afraid, hold my hand.". It was embarrassing!

She wanted to be able to say that kind of thing without calling on the phone.

"Come and see, Yata-kun.". Hmm, she really couldn't do that.

However, her prince was extremely insensitive in that area, and in the end he never took her by the hands, and while she trembled, she walked slowly as she looked around her.

As Kusanagi said, they soon reached the innermost part of the cave.

When she circled the lantern light, she saw a bright red object on a large stone.

When she looked and got closer, she found a bright red marble.

"It is this?"

"That's how it is."

For the moment, she looked around again, confirmed that there was nothing else like that, and he answered yes, and Yata squeezed one of the marbles and it swelled again.

"Then I'm going home!"

"Ah! Wait! No, Yata-kun!"

It was then that she reached out as she was caught by a slippery stone.

Suddenly, the lantern light went out.

"Eh…?"

Suddenly, the field of vision turned black. Even Yata's appearance, who should have been next to her, seemed vague.

"Why?"

She could hear Yata clicking the switch on the flashlight.

That was…

"Ah…"

"Gah!"

Obviously, a voice other than theirs was in the immediate vicinity.

Horror rushed through her back in amazement.

"Ah…"

There was a scream.

No. To be precise, she tried to avoid it. But faster than that, his hot hands tightened on her.

"Let's go out!"

At the same time, Yata's voice echoed. Just as she was, he pulled her tight.

"Ah!"

She wondered how many times Yata pulled her like that and ran.

At times like this, Yata never let go of her, will happen what have to happen.

She already knew. That was why she was no longer afraid.

Yet her heart was beating.

She was excited by the warmth of the hand, the grip and pulling force.

She couldn't see him at the moment, but the reliability of his back running forward had helped her many times.

Although he wasn't good with ghosts, no matter how rushed or scared he was, he couldn't escape on his own. He did not abandon her.

Yata's "shielding" is a reliable practice. He would never betray her.

"Oh, we go out."

"If you run, it's a very short distance. In the blink of an eye, you'll be in the moonlight."

Totsuka was waiting and greeted them with a smile.

"Did you run? Oh, you brought the marbles correctly. Great."

Totsuka received them while Yata was out of breath.

"Well, more than that, a flashlight..."

"Eh?"

"Maybe the battery is dead, it's gone..."

"Huh? It's weird. I just changed the batteries yesterday... Yes. Okay. Then take this flashlight. Replace the batteries again and give it to the last group."

To that end, Yata shook his head.

Totsuka opened his eyes asking, "What?", but he seemed to understand everything when he saw Yata holding a marble in his right hand and holding her hand in his left hand. He reacted and hit Yata's shoulder.

"Wow, I see. Okay. Hey. If the next group can get through, they'll pick up the lantern you dropped."

"Understood."

Kamamoto, who was about to enter, waved as he smiled.

"But they brought the marbles, so the Yata-Saya couple made it too."

"This year's Yata-chan will do his best. Besides, now you can walk hand in hand with a girl in a cave. You have grown up."

As he smiled, Kusanagi patted Yata's head.

"And you are still connected."

Yata reddened his face and released her hand.

"Ah!"

"That's..."

"One step up the stairs from an adult~"

"Oh, that's not why!"

"Well, you guys has been together almost since the first semester, so I'll get used to anything. Do your best in this condition, Yata-chan. That's right. It's not enough to get excited about the backstory next summer."

"Yes, I will be very careful!"

Yata said that to Kusanagi, who smiled.

As he listened to him, she suddenly lowered her eyes to her right hand.

The wind took away the heat she felt.

She wishes the cave was a little longer.

She hated scary things, but if that cave was a little longer.

Then she was enjoying a happy moment that was a bit longer and could forget about everything.

She was able to hold hands with Yata.

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WONDERFUL SCHOOL DAYS: MY PRECIOUS RED

EXTRA CHAPTER: MEMORIES

Translation: Naru-kun Raws: skyflyinginaction

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"Thanks to you guys for turning it into a hangout, the sales are terrible."

Kusanagi, who had a serious face, pounded his fist on the counter.

"I don't care if it continues like this, but I can't make any money..."

"Oh, it is very difficult."

Kamamoto said that while he was dipping a taiyaki.

"How forgiving. It's mainly your fault. You could cooperate as well."

"I told you I'd cooperate... Should I pick up a girl and take her away?"

"That's what I'm doing. Stupid."

After cutting off Chitose's words with a single sentence, Kusanagi raised his index finger.

"It's only one month until the end of October. At HOMRA, we decided to have a special Halloween lunch and candy. During the day, you guys will earn money!"

When does Kusanagi go to college? It's a mystery.

"You will help us promote so that as many people as possible can come."

"Oh, then, after all, we will retake..."

"That's what I'm saying. Stupid. Don't give your dark image to the store. At times like this, put it in a bag with two candies and distribute it down the street. I'm doing a Halloween fair. If you dress up, you'll see better."

(That's it. In other words, do something like hand out tissues.), she thought.

"I'm going to dress up and give it in the city... Do you have a costume?"

When she bowed her head, Totsuka stood up and descended into the underground warehouse.

"Of course. The costume I wore to the Halloween party last year."

"Ah!"

"Mikoto was a vampire, Totsuka was a mummy man, and Kamamoto played Frankenstein. And later…"

She wanted to see it. Suoh's Dracula? He would be absolutely powerful. Anyway, that hair, those eyes. She means, he would disguise himself, that would be surprising, but he wondered if almost everything was already "done".

"Yata-chan was a werewolf?"

"Who should I threaten to get the photos?!"

When she accidentally clasped her hands and said that, Kusanagi smiled a bitter smile, "Saya-chan, your ideas have been colored."

"Even if you threatened someone, there must be a video taken by Totsuka in the basement. The photo is surely there."

"Oh, let's enjoy it later! Thanks!"

"Saya-chan has quite an interesting thinking circuit. Well, he knew it."

Was that so? But it's not something she could ignore. She absolutely had to see it.

"There was! I got stuck in a box searching, so I had to do a bit of checking."

Then, Totsuka came back and put a large cardboard box on the ground.

When he opened the box, that was true. Everything was messy.

"Konohana-san, could you disguise yourself as a witch?"

"Eh? Until now, there were no female members, but do you have girl costumes?"

"Last year, there was a guy who was dressed as a woman in a punishment game."

At Kamamoto's words, Eric turned his back on her. That said it all.

"It's easy to understand because it's an advertisement and it's easy to move because it's used outside, hmm."

"That's right. Is it easy to put on and take off with a cape or gown?"

She rescues the vampire cape from the box. She would have to wash and iron it.

With that in mind, her eyes caught something lower.

"Oh, cat ears Katyusha..."

She takes out the Katyusha with big black triangular ears.

"......"

Somehow it was badly ordered.

"Oh, that's good. It would be nice if Konohana-san put it on."

"Because I?"

"Eh? You didn't see it because you wanted to wear it?"

No, she definitely wanted to put it on, but that wasn't the story.

She put her index finger to her lips and turned back.

Totsuka got it and made a face saying "I see." and he laughed.

She got up quietly so as not to make a noise and went to Yata who was looking at the brochure.

Then she quickly removed him hat and put Katyusha cat ears on his head.

"Eh?"

He might not know what happened because of his sudden outrage, but for a moment, Yata looked back vigorously and rolled his eyes.

That expression was cute!

When he suddenly struck a gutsy pose, Yata, who opened his mouth, casually tugged at the cat ears and pulled them off. Then he looked at her and blushed, "Oh…".

"What are you doing?! Give me back my hat!"

"I'm sorry! I can't control my desires... But I think you're cute!"

"Hey, what are you saying?! Wait! What's this about me being cute?!"

But even if they told him what to do...

"Well, I'm happy, because I wanted to see the cute Yata-kun... Oh! I will record it firmly on my retina. Thank you."

When she bowed deeply, Yata looks even further. At the same time, the store burst into laughter.

"Eh? Hey, guys! Don't laugh!"

Yata stood up and looked at everyone who was laughing.

His face was bright red, and they all laughed to mock him.

When she thought about it, she already liked Yata for no reason. She wanted to see various facets of Yata. She wanted to fill up on Yata.

She laughed and caught the photo of Yata with cat ears and a shocked expression.

After all, the cat ears would be worn at the Red club's Halloween party at a later date, by Yata, who lost in the punishment game. Eric also went back to dressing up as a woman, so he was in a bad mood the entire time during the party.

"Saya, have you finished cleaning?"

She hears Yata's voice. An irreplaceable person and whom she loved too much.

From now on, they will live together in the future.

When she closed the photo album, she responded cheerfully and stood up.

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WONDERFUL SCHOOL DAYS: MY PRECIOUS RED

EPILOGUE:

Translation: Naru-kun Raws: skyflyinginaction

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Nice to meet you. Or has it been a long time? I am Misono Lucia.

A big thank you to everyone who bought this novel. I hope you enjoyed it.

This is the second novelization of "Gakuen K". Thanks! I didn't think I could write a second novel!

If there was a second novel, I decided that the hero was Yata-kun. In the first installment, I was in a half-hearted position, so I thought, "Next time, I'll make Yata-kun happy!", but I was very happy to have the opportunity.

However, like last time, it was always a series of "will it be okay?"

Because I love Yata-kun! He is manly, hot, direct, a little low-key but compassionate, awkward but terribly gentle. I just want to make Yata-kun happy, that he's so cool!

But he is vulnerable to girls and pure! It's hard to develop love with Saya-chan!

As a result of trial and error, the number of original developments had increased significantly over the previous time.

Still, I hope you enjoyed this book, which I desperately wrote with all the power I have (a small amount).

After this "postscript", I wrote a little story. About a year after the end of the main story. You can take a look at the main character right before he becomes a college student. It's actually a relief from a part of the cut scene in the main part, but I'm happy to be able to deliver it to everyone this way. It really is a little bit, but I hope you enjoy it.

By the way, even though it's the second novel, the person in charge who kindly guided and supported me, who was worried about this and that, is the one from the first novel! Thanks for all the help you have given me! I really appreciate you!

And I would like to express my sincere thanks to all the editorial staff and everyone involved in this book.

Also, I thank my family and friends for their support. To my husband who always encourages me, generous and endless love!

And I would like to express my sincere thanks to everyone who read it.

April 2015, Misono Lucia.

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WONDERFUL SCHOOL DAYS: MY PRECIOUS RED

CHAPTER 5: WINTER

Translation: Naru-kun Raws: skyflyinginaction

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In the end, the feeling of discomfort was unexpectedly terrible and she was unable to recover to the point where she could walk home. Although Fushimi's hands had helped her, she was so shocked that she was forced to undergo an examination and she went to the hospital that day.

The next day, after a medical examination, she returned to the girls' dormitory.

(Oh, just, because everyone is taking classes.), she thought.

However, although there should have been no abnormalities at the time of the exam, she had a fever at noon and she stopped going to school that day.

She knew what the reason was, probably from Yata's words.

She believed it was because those words were stuck in her chest and she was worried. In other words, it was something spiritual.

Because it was the first time Yata had yelled at her like that.

She was surprised by the word "betrayal" and that Yata thought that of her.

She didn't know why, of course he was hurt, and maybe he was angry. Because, Yata, he just said that and left the hospital room without hearing her excuse.

But at the same time, Yata's face at that moment couldn't get out of her head.

More than that, she didn't understand why. She thought he was hurt.

His face burned at the back of her eyes and it was very painful.

Actually, it was the opposite, but she still felt that she had hurt Yata.

Is it because he was worried and distraught? By the time Kukuri came to visit her at the end of school, her fever had risen higher and exceeded 38 degrees. Even the next morning, she did not come down. She apparently caught a cold since she was weak.

She had no choice but to go to the hospital the next day while she fluttered about.

She got a drip and a Chinese herbal medicine for the fever.

Anyway, she was bored alone in the room that day and tried to sleep. She had a hard time eating the yogurt that Kukuri bought for her and she took the medicine.

But the next morning, after all, the fever didn't go down.

(Oh, it's the third day. I want to go to school soon.), she thought.

She was impatient, but her body couldn't bear it.

"It doesn't work; it doesn't work..."

She coughed, looked at the ceiling and sighed.

Her body was hot and heavy. It was difficult to even turn around.

She couldn't go to school in that situation. She knew that going there would only cause annoyance and worry.

"Ah…"

She looked up at the ceiling and pursed her lips tightly.

She hated herself as a person.

Being alone in a quiet room reminded her of all the extra things.

This also happened last year, she was alone in the room.

Scared of herself as a "monster", she locked herself in her room. Other than that, she didn't know what to do.

She hugged herself trembling and stared at the wall. Also in the morning, even during the day and at night.

"......"

She wanted to go to school and laugh with Kukuri and Neko.

She also wanted to go to the "HOMRA" bar, and play with everyone in the red club.

She was alone, and she did not like being alone.

"Yata-kun..."

She coughed out the name on her chest. She wanted to see Yata.

She hurt the back of her nose.

Even if she said that, she still remembered what Yata said. She wanted to see him, but she knew he was upset.

Why? He was hurt, he was sad and angry, but she wanted to see him.

She didn't know why, but Yata doubted her.

Was she "betraying" Yata? Why? Why didn't she think that was never the case?

For Yata, how long have you been together since spring?

Did he join her with a sense of duty because of the injury he caused?

She gently clenched her back teeth and covered her eyes with both hands.

Even if she knew it was different, she thought so herself.

Because if not, do you think it is a "betrayal"? Although they are friends!

(Yata-kun, you said that even I was your friend, right?), she thought.

Or was it not good for her like that?

"......"

Thinking that, she shook her head.

She did not doubt him. She just wanted to say, why was she thinking only of Yata?

There were many other things to think about. For example, who locked her up in that place? What was the purpose of it?

Was she also an object of disgust and fear? Because she was as strange a Strain as she was in the previous school?

"Ah...!"

It was disconcerting and sad. Even if she knew she couldn't be helped, it hurt.

But why? After all, the thought immediately returned to Yata.

She thought of various things and she wanted to see him after all.

(Oh, I want to see Yata-kun and talk.), she thought she.

Even now, she wanted to see Yata above all else.

It was at that moment that she heard a clear pounding sound. That surprised her and she opened her eyes.

Looking at the alarm clock next to the bed, it was almost 12 o'clock.

Yes. In other words, it was definitely the time when both students and teachers were in school.

Eh? Who would it be at that time?

"……?"

The moment she wondered and looked around her, called her a second time.

Involuntarily it was impressive.

After all, the sound of knocking was not coming from the door.

When she struggled to get up, she moved to the window, dragging her heavy body.

Then when she moved the curtains and looked out onto the balcony,

"…?!"

Eh?

What she saw from the window was a black school uniform and a boy with auburn hair.

She opened her mouth in amazement, and hurriedly opened the window curtains.

"Yes, Yata-kun?"

It was Yata who was crouched on the balcony to avoid the gaze of the public.

Without a doubt, Yata.

"Uh..."

"Why are you here?! What happened to the school?"

"You have decided to skip it, right?"

Yata blushed and walked away.

"Well, if you think about it, it's true... Isn't that a lie?! Really, Yata-kun?"

"......"

It was too much, she did not immediately accept the reality that she had in front of her and she was confused.

She couldn't believe it, Yata went to the girls' dorm.

"I can enter?"

For her, that she had no choice but to be just a flower, the illusion came carefully.

She took a deep breath and said, "Okay, come in.", and opened the window wider.

"You were in bed."

"But…"

"You have a fever, right?"

Yata kicked off his shoes and walked in, saying that bluntly.

"Yes, I heard."

"Whose?"

"Kamamoto... and Yukizome."

"I see."

She wanted to see him, but she was still hurt and frustrated, so she couldn't speak well.

When she closed her mouth, Yata was also uncomfortable, and as he looked away from her, he coughed, "Would you like to go back to bed?"

"Mmm..."

She thought it was not a place to be stubborn, so she went to bed quietly, Yata sat cross-legged next to her and looked at her anxiously.

Her favorite, Yata's eyes.

Straightforward, hot, and unwavering, but kind.

"Are you okay?"

With that one word, her heart warmed enough that it was painful.

Oh, Yata. Anxious and overprotective. He always rushed first and protected her. The usual Yata.

Yata was next to her. She was so happy that she was about to burst into tears.

Oh, no. It wasn't just that. That was not the norm.

Finally, she realized. Being by his side was already an irreplaceable miracle, but for that it was painful.

Because he said that?

She bit her back teeth and looked at Yata.

"It is bad!"

Then Yata gritted his teeth, painfully distorted her face, and the next moment he sat on the ground. This was the second time for Yata.

Yata's strong voice echoed. She was concerned that they could hear it from outside.

It was the same as that time.

The first day of transfer. Just like Yata, who sat across from her.

He hit his forehead and screamed more.

"You can hit me until you feel like it!"

Eh?!

"Well, I won't do that."

She was surprised by the words, she hastily got up and shook her head.

"Oh, get up and you will fall!"

"Then stop doing that."

"Okay, but…!"

"They haven't asked you to do that, right?"

Perhaps Yata was surprised, he raised his head vigorously.

His eyes that pierced her harbored burning flames.

There was something she came up with with devotion.

Oh, how many times had those eyes saved her?

She liked her, she loved Yata's eyes.

"I want to hear the story, but they haven't asked me to sit down, much less hit me. Ok?"

"But..."

"If you stop, I'll lie down quietly."

"......"

When she said "Hey?", he thought it was not a place to be stubborn. Yata reluctantly crossed his legs. She was relieved and she went back to bed.

"It is bad…"

"You were in the hospital, right?"

"Ah…"

"Let me know..."

Yata painfully distorted his face and looked down.

After being silent for a while, he said, "I'm not going to make an excuse.", and slowly parted his lips.

"Saru was my best friend from high school."

"……!"

She gasped at the unexpected words.

She widened her eyes and looked at Yata, who was still face down.

Was Fushimi-kun his best friend?

There was no reason for him to lie. Yata couldn't lie.

But now they didn't see each other as friends.

"Are you a traitor too?"

Yata's piercing scream echoed through the hospital.

Finally, she was surprised at the unnaturalness of the words.

That was all. At that moment, Yata said "you too", "traitor", for the second time.

It was a word that would never come out unless someone had betrayed him in the past.

"Obviously, he was by my side. It was natural to be by my side. He was a partner and an ally. Truly, always, always together."

"Yata-kun..."

"Since then, I've been longing for Mikoto-san. Both Kusanagi-san and Totsuka-san. I wanted to go to his side and get closer. When I went to high school, I would definitely enter Homura. Both..."

Yata clenched his fist tightly.

"That's right, I entered high school, I entered Homura, but when the summer break was over, he left the club without permission and went straight to the blue club..."

"......"

"It was an unprecedented story in the red club and the blue club, and a big uproar. I didn't understand, and I rushed inside. But the monkey…! He couldn't even speak about the reason!"

He hit the ground with his fist. He shrugged.

"He just laughed to look down, nothing more..."

"......"

"I still don't understand the meaning. I don't understand it and that's why I'm angry..."

"Yata-kun..."

"Why did you betray me? I was far away. But is he your partner? The best is... Homura!"

He felt sad that he couldn't finish his thoughts with every word.

"It's important... I feel like everything was denied..."

"Yata-kun..."

"I heard that you should have gone to help with the class preparations, but you were with the Monkey in that place, and then you were taken away in an ambulance. I thought..."

Yata raised his head and looked at her painfully distorting his face.

"It's bad. You and the Monkey are different..."

He shook his head in a voice that squeezed the wound.

Yata hadn't figured it out at all, which was why he felt frustrated and dejected.

She felt that she could understand that frustrating feeling.

And she understood well the fear of suddenly losing something important.

Once suddenly she lost everything that was important to her.

"......"

(I see. That's Yata-kun's trauma.), she thought.

Perhaps he was very worried, that is why he lacked calm.

At the time, even Fushimi, who contacted her, didn't know what had happened. So they all were told only two things: "she was with Fushimi in an unpopular place" and "she got injured in an accident there."

Then it was impossible not to be suspicious. Especially if there was a trauma.

She could understand words with that feeling.

Finally, when she understood everything, she was relieved to breathe.

(I see. Oh, that was good. That was it.), she thought.

Yata did not doubt her or hate her.

"I said a terrible word and left the hospital room, but I immediately regretted it. Kusanagi-san scolded me. They all did. I thought I would apologize soon, but you had a fever and you were resting..."

Yata began to babble again.

"I thought I would wait until you were okay, but yesterday and today you were the same, so… in other words…"

"I made you worry..."

"That is not a good story."

Still, Yata went to the women's dormitory.

Not just to apologize. Perhaps he was very concerned about her body.

The gentle and eager Yata. Even in the case of a burn, he protected her in an overprotective way.

She smiled when she saw her left hand, which had been completely healed.

"Well, I think it's a story."

"Eh…?"

Yes. That was a good story.

Because at that moment, Yata remembered him at the hospital, right? The sadness when Fushimi left. Anger and suffering. The feeling of loss.

That's why he took it out on her.

So, huh? Why did she remind him of that? Isn't it because she thought she was like Fushimi?

It was natural to be by his side. It was very important. She didn't want to lose him.

That is why she was terrified and distraught.

She hears that.

Was that a convenient interpretation for her? Excessive shyness?

No. She could take a hundred steps and it would still be fine. Still, she was happy!

(I'm happy, Yata-kun. I'm glad I can feel relieved from the bottom of my heart.), she thought.

Because he didn't suspect her. She was not untrustworthy. He did not dislike her.

Yata was still the kind and dear Yata.

"Ah…"

(That's what makes me happy!), she thought.

When she took her hands off the futon, she picked up Yata's clothes.

"Uh..."

"Forgive me. I'm not angry. It was sad and it hurt, but most of all, I didn't understand the meaning. I'm glad you spoke..."

"I…"

"So, huh? Yata-kun... If I recover, will we play again...?"

Yata raised his face.

"Eh…?"

"Ah, play?"

"Of course. But that's..."

Yata got confused and shook his head.

She knew what he meant, because it was about Yata.

That was not compensation. Did he mean that?

But Yata, once again, they haven't asked him to pay, right?

Nothing has been done.

"Yata-kun. I will not leave, I will not betray you, because I no longer want to lose someone important to me. Remember that. I also lost everything once."

"That is to say…"

"Is it okay to be by my side? I want to be by your side... will you let me stay?"

"Ah…"

Yata's face was distorted as if he was crying.

Is it because he didn't want her to see him that way? Yata quickly grabbed the hat and lowered it to hide his eyes from her.

"Obviously...!"

She pretended not to know that the little voice was shaking.

How long had it been? For a long time, they were silent.

She fell silent and they remained together, almost motionless.

Oddly, the silence didn't bother her. However, the time passed peacefully.

She thought that the moment when nothing happened was very important.

She reached for Yata's clothes again, drowsy from the warm light.

"About Fushimi-kun…"

When she put on her clothes, Yata rolled his shoulders.

The line of sight that followed seemed terribly awkward. With confidence, just with that, she could see how much that case affected Yata's heart.

She hoped it would be resolved one day, anyway.

She thought that the important thing was not there. It was not necessary for him to understand. He didn't have to go back to normal. She thought it would be fine. Well, Yata's ideal might be to go back to the old relationship.

However, he was still trapped alone not knowing anything. She wishes he could get out of that situation. She thought that only that was different. That alone would be enough to save Yata.

"Do not give up."

"......!"

Speak clearly. She couldn't say anything more and fell silent.

As if Yata always did that, so did she.

"Don't give up, it's not good."

(Don't stop understanding each other. Even if it's painful, never give up.), she thought.

Kamamoto, Suoh, Kusanagi, Totsuka, and they were all next to him.

The moment it surrenders, it will break. It will never be like before.

She gave up and escaped earlier.

"Please don't make my mistake, Yata-kun."

"Ah!"

At her words, Yata distorted his face and moved his mouth as if he was about to start crying.

But no words came out.

The way he was, he bit down on his back teeth and lowered his head again.

"Stop saying that."

A terribly small voice. When she twisted her neck, Yata stared at her.

Her eyes were warm without fluctuation, and her heart made a loud noise.

"I'll tell you appropriately..."

"Yata-kun?"

"Get well soon."

Yata's soft words, which reddened her face, struck her gently.

"Did you eat at noon?"

After that, she was silent for a while and thought about each one of them, but suddenly Yata looked at the clock on the wall and said that.

"Oh, by the way... I haven't eaten..."

"Are you hungry? Should I do something?"

"I want to eat fried rice."

"Eh?"

When he remembered that he did it earlier, Yata opened his eyes.

"It's good for when you feel bad."

"The one you made earlier was delicious."

"I'll do it if you can eat it... But what about the ingredients?"

"Oh, it might not be possible."

She meant, what was in the fridge? For the past two days, she had only eaten yogurt and jelly, which Kukuri brought for her.

When she said that, Yata moved to the front of the refrigerator and looked at it.

"Seriously, there is almost nothing. Yogurt, jam and fruit. And eggs and cold rice?"

Having said that, when he took off his school uniform, Yata looked at her and gave his usual awkward smile.

"Turn it into egg porridge. I'll go back to making fried rice when you're okay."

His words made it even more painful. The hot feelings seemed to push her chest up.

The hot egg porridge made by Yata was delicious.

She had no appetite until a little while ago, but it seemed to be written on her stomach.

She was happy, and her smile naturally overflowed.

"Thank you, I am happy."

"I will do it anytime."

When she thanked him while she smiled, Yata blushed.

"Get well soon."

"Yes, of course."

Yata gave her an awkward smile.

It was like a miracle.

She realized that happiness was such a thing.

She smiled back and chewed on the wonderful "every day."

The next day, she was completely relieved and she went to school for the first time in a long time.

"Saya-chan! You finally came!"

Kukuri-chan! Sorry for worrying you! Thanks for everything!"

She jumped onto Kukuri's chest with both hands spread.

"Konohana-san, are you okay?"

"Isn't it better to rest still?"

"Gohan. Are you okay?"

"Shiro-kun, Yatogami-kun, Neko-chan! I'm fine! Sorry for worrying you!"

When she smiled, everyone breathed like they were relieved.

"I heard this year's cold is bad."

"But I feel like I hear that every year, with a fever."

In pollen season, you hear every year how many times more pollen flies than last year, right?

"But this is credible, because my man from the festival is resting."

(Huh? Festival man?), she thought.

They all point to the window at the same time.

Kamamoto was sitting there alone. Eh? That person?!

When she told everyone, "I'm sorry.", she ran over to Kamamoto.

"Good morning, Kamamoto-kun!"

"Oh, yeah. Is your body okay?"

"Yes. Sorry to worry you. What about Yata-kun?"

"He has a fever and is resting. He caught a cold."

Well, that was... too many thoughts went through her head and she suddenly screamed.

"Oh, that's right. I got infected and infected him."

She looked up and blocked for a moment, then looked at Kamamoto, who seemed bored alone, and tilted her head.

"I want to go see him after school, can you help me sneak into the men's dorm?"

"What? Good, but... Yata-san, he will jump."

"Eh? He will jump and he will be happy?"

"Does not mean that."

She wondered if she was being impatient and going too fast. She wondered if he would turn bright red and flutter.

She knew the way of him to act.

She smiled and clenched her fist.

"No problem, I like that side of Yata-kun!"

Also, she was very happy with yesterday's visit, and she was relieved to understand the situation for which he apologized, but because of that she felt that she wanted to give back because they hurt him in vain.

"I will gladly take you, Konohana-san."

"Thanks!"

So, at night, with the help of Kamamoto, she unknowingly visited Yata's room.

Yata, who screamed, closed the door saying, "Wait two minutes, wait a minute!", but she couldn't wait quietly in the hallway of the men's dorm, they might discover her in the first place.

If he had a fever and was trying to get rid of her, it was outrageous. It wasn't a joke, so she pushes the door aside...

Then, the "superhuman strength" activated well, and when she opened the door, she pushed Yata, who stood with a bright red face, into the room and it was worth taking care of him.

The school festival was only two weeks away.

In order to enjoy the preparation together, they had to be cured as soon as possible.

++++++++++

"What? Christmas party?"

"Yes. I wonder if the red club will do anything for Christmas."

Yata and Kamamoto looked at each other when she said that while closing their PDA.

The school festival was the most enjoyable, including the preparation period. It was too much fun.

Preparing for a class show and preparing a position at the red club. She was very busy at the same time, she wasn't saying she wasn't in trouble, but even now, she remembered having fun. Not only her, everyone smiled and had fun.

Yes, she smiled herself, although the case of being trapped in the warehouse was not solved.

She was afraid to think that malicious intent was hidden somewhere. She couldn't help but be afraid, but Yata was there.

She was sometimes too busy to find the criminal, but thank you all, she thought it was not so much.

When it came to festivals, the red part was still going strong. The post was a great success. On the first day, the prepared quantity ran out early. She significantly increased the number from the next day, but they were all sold out.

After the school festival, it was grandly opened at the "HOMRA" bar.

It was fun.

However, after having fun, the "student book" always arrives.

The scope of the final test had been announced and the preparation period began.

As usual, if they got a red point, they would be banned, so this time too, the red club will work as one to pass the test. By the way, they were heading to the library.

"Let's go quickly, Konohana-san."

"Eh? Yes? I heard from Kukuri-chan that the Christmas party is organized by the Silver Club, right?"

"Oh, that's right. Is that what they're doing at the Himmelreich?"

"Yes. That's right. Would you like to go with me? You were surprised. The Silver club has an airship. Every year, we have a Christmas party in that airship."

"Oh. At the moment, the organizer is supposed to be the Silver club that owns Himmelreich, but the student council and the Blue club are really in charge. The participants are the Silver club and the Blue club, the student council, students. generals invited by its members and general students who won the lottery. Some teachers. It's a lot of people and it seems to be great every year. The food is amazing and luxurious."

Perhaps Kamamoto's interest was at the end, because he was so strong.

"Last year we had a Christmas party."

"Oh, after all? That's true. You said you had a Halloween party too."

"I see. Then let's reject it.", she thought. It was a bit disappointing, but she would like to participate in the Red club area.

When she said that, Kamamoto frowned, "Okay?"

"…? It's okay?"

"You can't do it with the intention of participating, I think you'd be an ant going there, right?"

"Eh? Aren't you exaggerating? I haven't decided yet or something. Okay, but I'd like to participate with the Red club."

"That would be nice. I see. It's Christmas. We'll be there. So, I should avoid the red dot anyway. I can't be a hub."

"That's right. Good luck. Christmas without you would be boring."

"That's right. Let's do our best, Yata-san."

Kamamoto looked at Yata.

But Yata didn't answer that... that is, didn't he ask? While he was thinking of something, he coughed, "Yes. Christmas. Let's do that at Christmas."

She and Kamamoto looked at each other with raised eyebrows.

"Yata-kun?"

"Yata-san?"

"What?! What is it?"

What was that line?

"I'm thinking about it. What's wrong with you?"

"Hmmm, nothing!"

Yata shook his head with the feeling that it was all "yes".

When that happened, she was irritated.

When she looks at Yata, she smiled.

"Well then. What are we going to do at Christmas?"

"What?! I don't understand! I don't know anything!"

"Yes. I agree. So, tell us what you were thinking now."

"Nothing!"

"Yes. I understand that. That's why I'm translating ..."

"Konohana-san, please forgive me in that area..."

Kamamoto sighed and put his hand on her shoulder.

And in that moment…

"Check it out..."

A secret voice crept into her ears.

She suddenly stopped and looked around her as if that voice invited her.

Down the hall. The boys who were listening shook their shoulders and ran off the moment their gazes met.

"……?"

When he turned his neck, Kamamoto coughed, "Now...".

"Do you know them?"

"A little. It's bad. I remembered what I was doing."

"Eh?"

Kamamoto took out the PDA.

"Yata-san. I'll be back first."

"Eh?"

"Konohana-san. See you later."

"Huh? Oh, yeah. See you later."

When she waved her hand, Kamamoto also turned around and ran back the way he came from.

She turned her eyebrows and looked back at Yata.

"What happened?"

"Let's go."

Yata turned around.

"Mainly, I'll find it."

Some days after. She checks it out when she to see Totsuka at the Purchasing Department at noon. So after all, it looked like there would be a Christmas party at the Red club this year too.

"There is also Konohana-san. There is no reason not to."

"Uh, I'm happy! Great!"

When she laughed and clapped her hands, Totsuka patted her head and said "Okay."

"At that time, I think I can give you good news. I look forward to it."

(Good news? What will it be? And did he say it now?), she thought, but interpreted it as a small Christmas present.

With excitement in her chest, she gave Totsuka a big smile again.

"Yes! I'm looking forward to it!"

++++++++++

Bar "HOMRA".

The interior, which was always elegant and calm, was decorated in Christmas colors and was very beautiful.

The Christmas lily, which was large enough to look up, was pure white. The hanging ornaments were all white. However, only the large tied ribbon was crimson. It was terribly vivid to the eyes.

The lively Christmas song was playing in the store.

Kusanagi made a lot of English-style Christmas cookies, and they all got together.

This was her first time, but unlike Japanese cookies, English cookies had decoration on both sides. And the one with the middle cylinder was the winner. He had a paper crown, various items, and a sheet of paper with Christmas cards and jokes.

They played with it while saying something, enjoying the Christmas food from Kusanagi's hands, they played, talked, laughed and talked more.

Of course, no one was out of place with a red dot.

The Red club always tries its best to play. She thought they all worked hard to play.

She felt that he was appreciating the time he could spend with her friends and she liked seeing them all like this. She was glad to be a part of it.

What was a bit concerning is that Yata was a bit quiet. He was always at the center of the confusion.

He seemed like he was not eating well.

But when she said that to Kamamoto, he said, "Okay. Don't worry. No, pretend you don't know. He's nervous."

"Saya-chan, are you eating?"

"Yes! I ate a lot! The meatloaf was too tasty! Kusanagi-san's food is too tasty. I can't doubt it. Oh, I'm getting fat..."

"Yes. We're going to get a little fat."

"What the heck! I absolutely hate it!"

"Ah! Do you want to go home for the New Year’s holidays? Are you coming to eat osechi and ozoni? The store itself is closed, but hey, these guys are definitely coming."

"Of course. I will come."

"It doesn't matter what you cry. Do it right."

Kusanagi laughed and hit her with a pop.

"What? Are you making Konohana-san cry, Kusanagi-san?"

Totsuka smiled and sat down next to her.

"That is correct. It is a tremendous temptation."

"Eh? Don't be bad. Kusanagi-san."

"As a man, it is natural to persuade a pretty girl. There is no reason to complain."

Kusanagi laughed like a bad boy and left.

After saying goodbye with a smile, Totsuka squeezed his face.

"You know what? Konohana-san. About that matter…"

"That matter?"

"You were harassed before the school festival. You were trapped in the warehouse, right? We found the criminal."

"Eh?!"

She gasped at the unexpected words that she didn't expect.

She yelled a bit and looked at Totsuka seriously.

"Eh? The criminal?"

"Yes. Kamamoto noticed and contacted me. So, with the help of Fushimi, the email they sent you was rescued from the broken PDA at a later date. We also found out that it was sent from a PC."

"……!"

"I questioned the boy and confirmed everyone involved in the mischief."

"Ah…"

"Who was he?"

But before he answered that question, Totsuka put his index finger to his lips and sealed them. When he opened his eyes, Totsuka smiled and shook his head.

"I'll come back to that later. At the moment, you got a lot of attention from the Red club."

"......"

"For that? It's a reason."

Totsuka smiled like he was in a little trouble.

"Because it's a red dot in the red part."

"Eh?!"

The unexpected words surprised her.

The only red dot of the Red club, then?

"You said you wanted to join the club, but you couldn't. You didn't choose. You were very sad, you wanted to join a club, you wanted to get closer to the members, but that didn't come true. You didn't. We didn't have a female member, so he was convinced you couldn't get in because you were a woman until spring. But you got in. The first female member of all time. Surrounded by longing and sheltered people. He was jealous, frustrated, so, he talks to his friends, and it seems like they were getting excited."

"......"

"He didn't mean to hurt you. He wanted to annoy you a bit. That's all. He was shocked when an ambulance came. He said he was sorry. But he was jealous."

"Actually…"

"Kamamoto remembered. Last year, the boy wanted to join the Red club in addition to himself. So the other day when I saw the boy's eyes on Konohana-san, I thought maybe that was it."

"So you were correct?"

"Yes. I also saw his face and remembered. It is true that he wanted to join the club last year, but he couldn't take King's hand."

"……!"

In the spring, Totsuka said it was a rite of passage.

She remembered the hand he showed her, shining Homura's flame.

"Is that all? He thought it was unreasonable. He seemed to interpret that he was rejected because he was pointed out that he could not do it. So I thought, 'he was not chosen'. But no, we do not do that. Kamamoto also said to the boy: 'But Konohana-san didn't even doubt it'."

Totsuka laughed.

"Yes. That was the decisive thing that differentiated Konohana-san from him. It didn't matter if Konohana-san was a Strain or something. Konohana-san trusted us. That made the difference."

"Senpai..."

"You will finally ask a question."

After Totsuka looked at her, he softened his eyes from her.

"Do you want to know about that child? If you want to know, I will tell you the class and the name. Will he also be punished? If Konohana-san wants, he will be punished."

"What punishment?"

When she took a breath at the harsh words, Totsuka simply said, "It's natural."

"He hurt you."

"But!"

"At least I think Konohana-san and Fushimi have the right to punish him."

"......"

But that was...

Reflectively, she shook her head.

No, it wasn't right. She understood that what Totsuka said was also correct, but...

"It bothers you?"

"Yes!"

Totsuka's words were very important.

"I don't like it. It's not about having rights or anything like that."

"You don't want to punish him? Did you have that goal?"

"Yes, but..."

She really understood that person's feeling of envy.

Totsuka smiled at the words.

"I think I can do anything if you don't want to lose this place. No. I can do it."

That was why this was an irreplaceable place for her.

"This place is the 'best' to spend time with my friends."

Thus, she could understand the feelings that he painfully yearned for.

With a pong, one hand rested on her head.

Looking back, Kusanagi's mischievous smile was there.

Everyone laughed as she looked around her.

Suoh was also looking at her sideways.

And the moment her eyes met, Yata showed an awkward smile.

His dedicated, straight line of sight was unbreakable.

Her chest warmed.

That was all. She had a "miracle". She couldn't help but be a little jealous. Rather it could be natural. Because actually, this place is the "best" to spend time with friends.

She smiled a little and looked back at Totsuka.

"I don't have to know the class or the name. I don't want any punishment. If he won't do it anymore, that's fine. That's enough."

"Yes, then I will tell him."

Totsuka laughed softly.

She, too, smiled back at him with a warm feeling.

Outside the window, pure white snow flew in the indigo sky.

"It's okay?"

"It's okay!"

Yata replied with a loud voice that made the volume adjustment stupid.

She instinctively looked at the choked attitude he had when he was on the red side.

A night road with white snow.

As expected, Christmas had arrived. The illuminations were gorgeous and there was still no sign of sleeping in the city.

The way home from the party. Two people were walking down the path to the bedroom.

"Eh? Kamamoto-kun? Oh, Kamamoto-kun stayed at the bar because he helped clean it up."

"He told you to help him too, right? There, he was forced to chase you, saying, "It's okay because it's okay"."

After leaving the store, Yata kept quiet and looked more serious than during the party, and when she was worried about it she asked, "Are you okay?"

Well, if he could make such a strong voice, it would be really fine.

(But what happened? He was really weird today, right? Is there something that worries him? Oh, but Kamamoto-kun said he was nervous, right? Something... Oh! Maybe's the new headmaster of the red club? Will Totsuka announce it at the beginning of the year? Is that it?), thinking about that, she was walking at the time.

Yata stopped suddenly.

When he looked back, wondering, Yata looked at her for a moment and then fell silent, then opened his mouth as if he had decided something.

"I'll only say it once!"

"Eh? Oh, yeah."

She wondered what it was.

As she bowed his head, she was still searching and obediently waiting for Yata's words. This was also the "only time" that he did not come easily.

He could make his face turn bright red and scratch his head, or he could swim his eyes blazing, or suddenly pass out in agony. Just do that or nothing.

(Oh, Yata-kun? Is it snowing? It's really cold though.), she thought.

But somehow she couldn't say "make it faster" so she silently waited for the words.

How long should she wait? When it was colder and harder to stand silently, Yata finally looked directly at her. It was like a challenge.

His eyes with hot flames caught her.

"I like you...!"

"Ah...!"

A shaky and hazy voice seemed to have been desperately squeezed out.

But it pierced her heart more vividly than any word she had ever heard.

She involuntarily held her mouth with her hand.

She got those words from Yata, who was extremely shy... she got it... There was no question.

It was inspiring and so hot her chest ached. Of course, her face was almost on fire. She could no longer feel the cold. That margin had vanished somewhere.

"Ah...!"

The tears were overflowing.

And it was Yata who was scared. When he yelled, "Wow!", her eyes shed tears.

"Wow, too bad! I made you cry..."

"It's different. Not bad. I'm sorry..."

She had no more words.

She knew he was misunderstood, but she couldn't hold back the tears and covered her face with both hands.

"Ah!"

She was very happy.

It was a miracle to her, she was a "monster" a year ago.

The more painful it was, the hotter her chest became. The joy that filled her took her breath away. She was going to drown. She was so happy that it made her want to scream.

It's not that he was anxious, overprotective, and unreliable, but that he was compassionate, masculine, direct, big, and kind.

He always ran to her first, or he would walk away in shame.

Yata, who ran in front of everyone, was the coolest and most trusted. But he couldn't speak well to girls, and he would soon turn bright red and get embarrassed.

With Yata everything was fun, interesting, warm and very comfortable.

"Ah!"

His carefree smile was nice, but she also loved to see him laugh in a complicated and awkward way.

Since the spring, Yata was in everyone's memory of her.

(Oh, that's right. I can understand a little about the feeling of wanting to harass. If Yata-kun was stolen from me, I might even harass him. Because I don't want to leave him, or this place where everyone is.), she thought.

"Ah…"

"Well don't cry. Don't cry. I wonder..."

Yata's voice that seemed to be in trouble made her laugh.

"What? Hey..."

"Ah... it's true..."

He didn't even know why she was crying. She also liked that side of Yata.

She wiped away her tears, laughed and said it.

Just a few words, but they were important words.

"I like you too!"

"......!"

"I understand that I am so happy and crying..."

"Ah…"

At that moment, he hugged her so tightly that she couldn't breathe.

"Ah! I'm so happy, I will die of happiness...!"

"That's my line, Yata-kun."

She was too happy, she was scared, because she had more than a "miracle".

Was it really good? She could be happy.

She thought so, but she could no longer put that happiness aside.

She couldn't even imagine a life without Yata.

She silently felt Yata's body temperature, with great happiness.

However, for a time, he took such a bold action. Yata seemed to have returned to himself immediately, and the next moment, he screamed again and released her.

He apologized for a while saying "Wow, too bad!", but she didn't want him to apologize for that.

It was brief, which is why she found it disappointing.

Although she frowned, Yata's carefree and innocent smile couldn't be followed by a grumpy face, she relaxed and laughed.

"Hurrah!"

Yata held his fist with a bright smile before her.

"It was the best Christmas present!"

Yata's words suddenly exploded.

(But that's my line. A gift that's more than a "miracle", thank you!), she thought.

"First visit of the year to a shrine. Come on."

"Yes."

"Let's go to HOMRA to eat New Year's dishes."

"Yes."

"There are no special events in January, but let's play a lot with everyone."

"Yes."

Yata stepped forward holding her hand. The answer was short, she was nervous.

But that was enough to warm her heart.

She laughed and looked up at the indigo sky with white snow.

"If it stacks up, I want to have a snowball fight."

"Okay."

"Ok, let's go."

He takes out the PDA and check the time.

"I guess they got mad."

"Ah…"

Yata sighed.

The time for the bedroom curfew was past, Yata sighed, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry.

She was very happy about it. Because it was Christmas, and she still wanted to be with him.

When she laughed, she felt terribly happy and held Yata's hand.

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