(2nd Update...... It's a little late today. Let's make up for it tomorrow. I hope you guys enjoy it. By the way, since there are so many clicks during the membership week, it means that they are all reading books, right? If so, could you recommend this book to the people next to you? The more people who read, the better, above. It's definitely not about making up the word count, is it? That's just a hundred words. ）

"I don't do it."

Simply rejected him.

"Huh?! I haven't said anything yet! ”

"No, no, no, you've said enough. I'm not a member of the ministry now, and I'm not anybody. So you're going to have to figure out that position before you tell me that. I'm not in a club, I'm just being dragged here. ”

"In that case, there's nothing to listen to for a while~"

"It's a big problem, okay? In what capacity am I going to listen to you? Ministry members? Your acquaintances? Requested? ”

Looking at Sho Tobe, who looked incredulous, I sighed slightly.

Actually, this kind of thing that seems to be formalism is a very important thing. Only identity can strictly distinguish the extent to which oneself helps. From small to large. Whether it's small-scale support or all-out support, there's always a limit. And identity is the limiter of this limit. So this kind of thing has to be said hello first.

Helping others and helping enemies can happen in any time and place. If you meddle too much, you will be blamed, and if you don't meddle too much, you will be blamed. Therefore, the label of identity must be marked.

Otherwise, a lot of trouble will happen, and there will be nothing that no one wants to see.

"If it's ordinary help, just look for Yubihama or under the snow. I'm not a ministry member right now. There is no obligation to do these things. ”

"Yes, is that so......"

With a look of disbelief, Tobe returned to the side of the current team with his head down. And this frustration quickly infected the other people around him, and then the mood of the other people also changed somewhat. After chatting about something, he fell into a brief silence and said nothing. And our team remained silent for quite some time.

Because the high school students stopped making noise, the hall quickly became deserted. Looking out the window at the rain curtain, the cold air that had been dispelled by the conversation and noise continued to seep out of the corners, taking away the little heat that people had left.

But they were still speechless, quietly looking at the raindrops splashed outside, thinking about their own affairs.

And I don't know what kind of good thing the announcer of Lu Dao is, he actually ordered a song "Streamer" on the radio. The melodious timbre of the music box and the rustling sound of the rain curtain outside the window are perfectly integrated, depriving everyone of the ** they want to speak. Even the most flamboyant blonde double drill had a calm look on his face, looking at the raindrops that were gradually falling outside.

In the melodious sound of the music box, time passes bit by bit. Everyone was silent, looking at the scenery in front of them, and no one showed their so-called personality and actions. Just quietly watching.

But even in this silence, you can still see your thoughts and actions.

The blonde drill quietly looked at the rain curtain outside, curled up as if injured, and glanced at Hayama next to him from time to time. But Hayama didn't mean to focus on her at all, his brows were furrowed tightly, as if he was thinking about something. Tobe, on the other hand, hummed the tune of the music box, shaking his body to match the melodious rhythm.

The only one on the list was the silver-haired rotten girl. It was as if he had left the world and was independent, with a hollow expression, without any confusion or hesitation looking at the lead-gray clouds outside, and there was nothing on his face that could be called an expression.

He's also a man with a story.

I moved my wrist and reopened the ship in a different position, hoping not to fall into the ditch.

And the three of us on that side also have different performances. Under the snow, I enjoyed the atmosphere very much, squinting like a cat, stretching slightly and then changing back to my original appearance, looking at the rain curtain outside with a seemingly calm expression. There was even Yu Yun who turned her head to glare at me, who was observing her.

…… If you don't look at me, how do you know that I look at you?

But in that case, I could only pout and turn my gaze to Shahi.

Shahi didn't look at the scenery outside. She was biting her lip and talking to someone on the phone with a look of anxiety. Because I couldn't get through, I tried to contact people by text message. However, all kinds of transmission interruptions made her face more and more difficult to look at.

The last one left is Yui Yuhihama.

This pink dumpling head, a girl who is incredibly kind, nodded her lips with a complicated face. I don't know what Lu Dao is thinking, his lips are constantly stirring up and down, as if he is quietly saying something. Then he shook his head again, with a hint of blush on his face, and said something quietly. Then he shook his head again in the same vein.

Looking at these high school students sitting quietly on the sofa because they had nothing to do, I felt the gap between the current and the dead house for the first time. I can always pull out my phone or tablet and play, but they don't think so.

They would rather follow the silence of their companions than live alone.

What a terrible obsession, now.

Glancing at these handsome guys and beautiful women, I couldn't help but sigh when I felt the loneliness deeply.

The first thing to do before this meditation is something more meaningful, right? And playing games or something was supposed to be a temporary uprising, and I was surprised that it was able to achieve such a level of silence after a disappointment. Could it be because I left? But the main reason is really Hihama, right? It's a pity that such a beautiful and eloquent girl doesn't play.

I stretched and sat up from the couch. Packed my things into my backpack. After picking up his belongings, he gradually walked into the interior of the hotel. Leaving their figures behind.

“…… Huh? Hachiman? Where are you going? ”

"Go put my luggage."

I waved my hand at Shahi, who was reacting a little.

"If you don't put things away, or take a shower to warm up, are you stupid to stay there? Or do you want to cultivate something? Closed-mouth Zen or something? ”

"Not to that extent...... Oh yes, the stuff hasn't been put in yet. ”

Shahi patted his head and said with a sudden realization. The others also shivered as if they had just woken up from a dream, and looked at each other with strange expressions. Then I got goosebumps all over my body. Especially the current team that was watered by the rain ran directly to the room with a whoow scream and began to prepare themselves for the bath.

So these people are stupid? Or is it just going with the mood?

I looked at the hairy Yubihama and the helpless snow on his face, and I couldn't help but think of this.