The class meeting continued, and then another person raised his hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"This ...... Is it okay in terms of public order and good morals? ”

"It's all-age-oriented, so it's no problem!"

Most of the people in the class don't know what to do. However, there are still some girls who have a certain understanding of the hobbies of rotten girls and smile bitterly, except for a few girls who know it, everyone is confused.

Unlike most people's state, Tobe has been desperately raising his hand, while signaling "here, here".

"I think it's okay!"

After getting the right to speak, he expressed his opinion as soon as possible.

Although that kind of frizzy appearance makes people wonder if he has read the plan book in its entirety.

However, the way he desperately affirms is quite eye-catching.

After all, it was a person who gave Ji Cai a good evaluation intentionally or unintentionally when he was chatting with him.

However, so far, the only definite opinion is oh.

It is natural to be noticed by all the members of the class.

Tobe glanced at the reactions around him and emphasized, "Look, wouldn't this be fun!" I think it's going to be a better hit than an ordinary script! ”

Suddenly, I got an unexpected idea, and the students began to communicate with each other with eye contact.

After all, it's a stage play, not some literary work. The response to the live performance is the priority rather than the impression on the text.

This script adapted by Himena, although it is almost a BL fanfic on paper, but in fact, it is more likely to be regarded as a humorous drama.

On stage, a group of high school boys dressed in strange costumes and talking about love or something, just feeling like this is already hilarious.

For such works for cultural festivals and other occasions, the most important value criteria are "selling" and "different". If you think about it from this perspective, the script in front of you is undoubtedly outstanding in two aspects.

"Well, I think I can go in that direction too. And if it's real, this kind of occasion won't be on the table...... I can still tell the difference! ”

After making the decision to put aside personal preferences for the time being, Himena nodded to Hayama, who was presiding over the class meeting beside him.

"Well, anyway, ignore the character book first...... Just enhance the funny elements, right? ”

Hayama thought for a moment and made a final confirmation.

Hearing Hayama say this, there was no longer any objection.

In other words, it was originally a work of cultural festivals. Compared with a serious performance, it is more comfortable to perform in a relaxed and funny way.

"Well, that's it."

With Hayama's decision, there was also a snapping sound in the class. At the same time, the bell rang on time, marking the end of the class meeting.

It took a whole period of time for the class meeting, and what was determined was only the idea of the class's future presentation at the cultural festival. There are still many things that have not been finalized, but they are still on track.

Fortunately, there is still a month to go before the cultural festival, and the next thing can be decided slowly.

Free time after class. Of course, club activities have also resumed.

It's like Hayama who is now wearing an orange marker uniform and galloping through the arena. Ace, as a football club, has been active for quite some time. This can be understood from the cheers of the girls' support group every day.

And, it's really clear.

Even from the fourth floor of the special building, you can hear every part of the voice in its entirety.

Well, it's not a long distance from this classroom to the football field in a straight line, and a good view means that there is no obstruction in between, so it's not surprising that the sound can be heard clearly.

If you look at it from a high vantage point, you can't see the details at the foot of Hayama. However, from running to passing, Hayama's set of smooth movements interspersed with the half court is indeed worthy of the thousands of eyes of the body.

In comparison, the classroom is much quieter.

In the distance of five or six steps from the window to the door, there was a space for four members at the same time, and it was only through the glass, in vain to collect the sound outside the window.

The closest thing to the chiki leaning against the window is under the snow sitting on its back in a position where it receives the soft sunlight. With his back to the window and his back to Qianji, he smoothly opened a library book with unknown contents in his hand, quietly burying his gaze.

Closer to the location is Yui Hihama. From the time I entered the ministry's room to the present, I have looked at Xiaoxue beside me several times and stopped talking.

Sitting diagonally is Hikigu, who also has opened the reading book in his hand. However, the curtains slightly lifted by the wind were obviously more intriguing to him than the words on paper.

After retracting his gaze from the ground, Chikaku happened to meet the gaze of Biqigu who was looking at him. Looking in the direction of the other person's line of sight, under the canopy of the sky with the color of dusk, you can see clouds of scales dyed scarlet.

In September, there is still a stubborn summer breath during the day, but just like now, it is actually the season of cool breezes that blow from time to time as dusk approaches.

As it is now, driven by the sudden increase in wind, even the window frames rattle and rattle.

"It's windy."

Qianyu's fingers inadvertently pushed the window out of a small gap, and he could already hear the sound of "whirring".

In an instant, the air that broke into the activity room, with a moist breath, rolled the curtains and the pages of the books that no one cared about.

The fabric that is driven by the air flow will always roll up beautiful waves. It's no wonder that Bi Qigu would ignore the messy library book in his hand, and just let his eyes wander on the curly fabric.

I'm not talking about curtains......

Under the snow, he still hung his eyes on the flat words, completely ignoring the meaning.

"The wind is getting stronger—" Yubihama looked at the snow around him, which had been quietly reading, "It looks like a typhoon is coming." ”

After saying two words, he raised his head under the snow.

Although it was just a quiet gaze, after receiving the response, Yubihama still showed a slightly relieved expression.

For people who value the atmosphere, they will unconsciously get nervous when they are in a silent social field all the time.