【ギリギリeye~ギリギリmind~ギリギリeye~ギリギリmind~】

Now the whole brain is repeating the meaningless lyrics. That's why this song is really poisonous.

I shook my head, trying to get the melody out of my head.

Looking at me shaking my head, I looked like I had been drugged, and Shenxia on the side had a gloating smile on his face.

【Huhu】

Don't laugh! I'm just shallowly poisoned, just slow down!

[Aha, then now it's my turn. 】

The president seems to have been waiting for a long time, and he looks lively.

[So what should I sing?]

The president looked at the playlist hesitantly, trying to choose his favorite songs.

Looking at such a president, Sister Zhixian's eyes turned into star eyes.

[It's so cute, it's so cute, Xiaohong is so cute, I really want to pull Xiaohong into my arms, hug it all day without wavering, rub Xiaohong's hair when I'm bored, pinch Xiaohong's cheeks, I feel like the day has passed like this, I really want to eat Xiaohong~]

This-like sister is not the sister I know at all.

[This is me, too, Key-kun.] 】

Sister Zhixian looked at me with sharp eyes.

[The key gentleman who wants to build a harem,Can you even accept me like this?] 】

[Of course. 】

Looking at Sister Zhixian, I replied with firm words.

[If I can't even accept such a small difficulty, then how can I build a harem!]

[That's right, too.] 】

Sister Zhixian muttered, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say it.

So what Sister Zhixian is going to say, I suddenly feel very curious, I'm curious!

[This is not an important thing, speaking of which, Xiaohong seems to have chosen a good song. 】

The president held the microphone in his hand, and his face looked nervous.

It seems that all of a sudden I got nervous, so I don't have anything to be nervous about, but I'm not singing on the real stage, is it?

As I thought, the guitar sound of the intro came in.

[This song?]

I had a puzzled look on my face, why this song.

【蔦の絡まるチャペルで祈りを捧げた日】

【夢多かりしあの頃の想い出をたどれば】

You haven't spent your student days yet, have you, and why did you choose the song "Student Days?"

[Xiaohong should be scared. 】

Sister Zhixian, who was on the side, seemed to know something, and said.

[It's also a senior in high school, so it's normal to be a little scared. 】

[Is it the third year of high school?]

If you think about it, the president will leave the school next year.

Looking at the way the president sang on stage, I couldn't help but think like this.

What is the chairman thinking in his heart now?

Perhaps, the president is also very uncomfortable now, and the thought of leaving the school may make him cry in the bed.

[Xiaohong is not so fragile. 】

It seems that I feel my inner thoughts, Sister Zhixian said.

[Listen well, Xiaohong's singing. 】

Listening to Sister Zhixian's words, I listened carefully to the president's singing.

【秋の日の図书館のノートとインクの匂い】

【枯葉の散る窓辺学生時代】

Full of nostalgia, full of memories, and full of yearning.

[That's why you chose this song?]

[Maybe that's the case, Xiaohong's thoughts are difficult to understand, and it's easy to understand. 】

Perhaps, today's president wanted to sing this song.

Deep Summer and True Winter also seemed to understand something, put down the affairs in their hands, and listened to the song of the president.

【素晴らしいあの頃学生時代】

【素晴らしいあの頃学生時代】

As the lyrics fell, the president's song ended.

The chairman stepped down from the stage, looking satisfied.

She put down the microphone in her hand, walked over to the whiteboard, picked up the black pen, and wrote something on the whiteboard.

[In this way, in this way]

As the president was writing, we looked over to the whiteboard.

The things on the whiteboard gradually became clearer.

[So, that's it, today's student council, it's over!]

The president slapped the table with a happy look on his face.

So you don't pack your stuff!?

[It's okay, key, can't you clean it up tomorrow?]

[Will I clean it up tomorrow, but even if it is like this, it will not work.] 】

It feels like it's going to be a hassle, so why don't you clean it up now?

Listening to my words, it seemed like I was thinking of something, the president said.

[So, now pack your things!]

[Eh, I still want to go home and play games.] 】

Although we all looked dissatisfied, we obediently packed up our things.

And just like that, the student council, with our utensils packed up and our laughter, spent a day of idleness.

What is left is the words that will grow on the whiteboard.

[A life of idleness does not belong to us!] But ah, even so, it is okay to spend a life of idleness occasionally!]

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Bubbling ~diving~

Every time I want to code something, I always miss something, I'm really careless.