At the beginning of the third semester, there is always an atmosphere of absent-mindedness in the school. Most of the seniors in the third grade are preparing for exams, so there are often people who choose not to come to school every once in a while and concentrate on reviewing at home, and for the first and second grades, the third semester lasts too short to seem unreal, and they are about to face the situation of being promoted and re-assigned, so although they have not completely left, there is always a sense of sadness in the class that they are about to separate.

I don't like the system of dividing classes once a year, at best, this system allows people to make more friends, at worst, this system is to let a group that has been cemented together through various activities in the previous year disband and re-run, and when people get used to this short-lived group class system, they will slowly become a lone ranger and even less concerned about the affairs of the class - after all, no matter how much you work for the class, the next year, your achievements will become unknown.

When more and more people become independent, or pay more attention to clubs than classes, there must be something wrong with the class system in this culture.

However, after all, this is the first year, and compared to the second and third grades, the first year of high school is more likely to be affected by the environment, although there are some noisy or small groups of antagonism, but there will always be some people who have feelings for each other.

So when I just stepped into the door of the classroom and looked at the classmates exchanging messages with each other, I had a subtle sense of disobedience—as if this was a graduating class.

However, I quickly put this boring idea out of my mind, and unfortunately, this year, my social activities in the class can only be regarded as ordinary, although there are a few people who can speak, but it should not be to the extent of writing a class message.

"Na, Kazuya, the book is for you, help me write a message after the class!" Although not long after I sat down, Yishiyu-san handed the message book to me with great interest.

"Isn't it boring to be in the same class after reassigning to the same class, and preparing for the end of the semester just after the semester starts?"

"But that makes sense, isn't it? After all, this semester is so short, and if you don't pay attention to it, it may be over before you can remember it again. ”

"It's over, it's over, it's not that we can't meet again, why do you want to do something with such a strong sense of ceremony?"

"You also said it, it's a sense of ceremony, and everyone just thinks it's interesting - by the way, I was the one who made this proposal. Isshiki raised his eyebrows and said.

"Well, I should have thought of that sooner."

In order to hide the embarrassment, I lowered my head and looked at the messages that other people had written for Isshiki - as Isshiki said, in fact, this kind of activity is just a ritual activity on a whim, more like exchanging diaries to write about the happy times spent with each other, in fact, there are not too many words such as giving each other future wishes as a message, and everyone actually knows that re-assigning classes and finally graduating are two different things.

To a certain extent, such a message can be regarded as a summary of my study and life in the past year, and when I think of this, my antipathy to Isshiki's proposal has also been reduced a lot.

"By the way, Kazuya still wants to be in a class with me next semester?" asked Ichiseki as I wrote on the paper, tilting my head.

"Why is this question asked?"

"Because I feel like you don't really have any friends, if I put you in a class with you, will it make you less lonely? ”

"Judging by how clever you are in asking about things, as long as I'm in school, you can know what you do, right?"

"There's always a time difference in between!"

"In fact, I wish my second year could be a little more peaceful, more like a normal student, study normally, participate in club activities normally, and interact with people normally. ”

"—including being in a normal relationship?"

"Hey, what do you mean?"

"Well, just casually, normal interpersonal interactions should include romantic interactions, right?" Isseki shook her head, and immediately stirred up another topic - as if she really just inadvertently mentioned the incident.

"Speaking of club activities, I suddenly feel that it doesn't matter if I can be assigned to the same class with Kazuya next semester, I think I should visit the ministry department often!"

"Please don't take it for granted that you can't be alone!"

"It's not a bad thing to admit the facts, so Kazuya your club activities next year are still the activities of the Ministry Department, right?"

"If nothing else—"

I paused, indeed, if nothing else.

After the New Year, I was a little anxious about my sister and Kogi's predecessors, and the situation under the snow was somewhat forgotten by me, and when I mentioned the ministry again, I inevitably had to think about the snow under the snow again.

This is probably an accident, right?

"Actually, I want to start playing systematically again next semester, and I guess I'll talk to Hayama about joining the football club, but it's a pity that you're no longer the manager of the football club, and I guess there won't be many opportunities to meet. ”

"What about the Ministry of Ministry?"

"It depends on the minister's thoughts, doesn't it? Considering that Xue Xia and her sister are both in the third grade, the candidates shouldn't have that much time to help others, right?"

To be honest, I still hadn't figured out how to get along with the snow, and I hadn't decided whether I wanted to go to the club after school — I wouldn't have gone there if my sister hadn't urged me.

It wasn't too long before it was the birthday of Xiao Muxi's senior, at least for now, it should be more important to do things over there.

"Sa, but I think that the seniors under the snow will still stick to that club. Isseki gave me a meaningful look.

I suddenly remembered that on the day of the Christmas performance, among the last people to sing, Isshiki was with the snow, and with Isshiki's ability to read words and colors, it would not be too strange if she could find any clues.

"If the ministry continues, then I'll make a decision next semester!"

I insisted.

I pinned everything on the birthday of Kogi Senpai's senior.

Although I don't know what the end result will be, because I don't know the real answer in my heart right now, I believe that after that day, everything will be over.

There isn't much other reason than because I don't want the chaos to continue.

While it's a bit ridiculous to expect everything after that, it reminds me of a movie called "The Remote Control of Life", where when faced with a tough time and feeling like I can't hold on, I just press a button and skip that period and go straight to the time that seems to be extremely happy for me.

The development of the film is a matter of course, after skipping a period of pain, there are new pains and new challenges waiting in the future, so it is like indulging in drugs to constantly skip the days of hard work, and in the end it is found that everything you have has has been lost in this constant jump.

I certainly wouldn't expect such a jump, but, indeed, until then, I can't think about much else.

"Now, Isshi, you say, wouldn't it seem too much to put all your worries on one thing?"

"Well, why are you asking me that kind of question all of a sudden?"

"I guess I want to find someone who can see the problem clearly, but is barely a bystander, to discuss it, right?"

"Have I become a bystander?"

"Ah, well, sorry. ”

Unconsciously, because of the too normal relationship with a color feather, because of the cover up of this girl's efforts, sometimes, I will forget the previous harm to her for a while.

"If you don't want to say it-"

"—but I'm a bystander now, and you're not wrong. ”

"Ah, well, thank you. ”

"Well, from a bystander's point of view, squeezing your worries on one thing can be a one-and-done solution, but the question is, are you really ready to solve everything once and for all?"

"Sa, whether you're ready or not, at least, you've made up your mind, right?"

"With determination, you can probably get results, whether that outcome is what you want or not. Isshiki turned his head away and whispered.

"Thank you. "I handed the guestbook back to Isshiki.

In fact, the best memories I have with Issei Feather are those daily conversations - if all the emotional entanglements in the middle had not happened, and we had been funny and complaining about each other and tearing down the stage like the original pair of neighbors, then maybe I would really be reluctant to leave this class!

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emmmmm was originally going to advance directly to the Valentine's Day plot.,But after thinking about it, it's over a chapter.,By the way,There's no whip corpse color feather in this chapter.,Absolutely not.,I wrote it with the mentality of "color feather sauce has finally grown up".,The biggest growth in this broken book is a color classmate.,From this point of view, a color is the heroine.,Well,Don't accept any rebuttal.。