"Hey! How many days has it been like this? ”

In the classroom, Nakajo and the others looked at Shota who sat in the corner and kept a posture that had not changed all day long, and looked out the window and discussed in a low voice.

It's the third day since Kaoru left, and no one knows what he's thinking right now, except that Shota came to school the day after Kaoru left, but he didn't talk to anyone.

After a day of sleeping in his seat, he woke up miraculously at the end of school, picked up his schoolbag and left without looking back.

Although everyone was puzzled, no one dared to go over and ask, God knows what the president was thinking about right now, whether he would be angry with them.

"Hey! Have you seen enough at the door? ”

Just before they could come up with a countermeasure, Shota, who was facing away from them, suddenly spoke up, which startled several people.

"Yes...... President, you're not asleep! ”

The others really wanted to slap this guy to death. Idiot! The president has said this, do you think he is asleep?

"Hmmm! I was asleep, but you woke me up. It's just right, if you have nothing to do, go buy me a lunch and come back. ”

"I know the president!"

Seeing that Shota didn't burst out of anger, several people secretly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Just kidding, Shota got up and was angry, they had seen it with their own eyes, otherwise they wouldn't have had a tacit understanding just now, and secretly took half a step back to highlight Ojiri's figure.

If Shota really broke out suddenly, they would definitely push Ojiri out of the way.

Hehe! Since it is a sacrifice, someone must sacrifice it to fit the development of the story, and it is clear that no one is more suitable for the identity of this sacrifice than Ojiri.

Ojiri, who was still worried at this time, didn't know that these partners behind him had been labeled as a sacrifice in their hearts, and he couldn't help but worry about him when he looked at Shota's back.

"President, what are you going to eat for lunch?"

"Pineapple buns, I'm used to it."

"Pineapple ......"

Listening to Shota's self-talk as if comforting himself, Ojiri repeated. But before he could finish speaking, he was covered by Shigego on the side. Shota noticed the movement behind him, but he didn't move, allowing Ojiri to be dragged out and the door closed.

It was only after there was a real silence behind him that he slowly opened his eyes.

"Pineapple buns, I'm afraid I'll never be able to eat so sweet in the future."

……

"President, what should I do over there with the Famous Students' Association, there are several schools that want to co-organize a campus festival with us."

During lunch, Nakajo brought up the situation.

Although it was a celebrity club formed by Shota, it seems that he has forgotten that there is such a thing since it was formed, and he has never mentioned the celebrity club to anyone as if none of this had happened.

As a last resort, all the things on the side of the Mingsheng Club fell on Nakajo, although it was similar to what he had expected before he wanted to train himself, but when the real thing came, he was still a little busy.

There was no way but to ask Shota's opinion, after all, he founded it single-handedly.

"Famous Students' Club, ......"

Hearing this word, Shota immediately appeared in his mind, this so-called celebrity meeting was just to fulfill someone's wish, whether she saw what she did or not, but Shota finally did it for her.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel melancholy in his heart. Now that even that person is gone, what is the point of this celebrity meeting?

"Then I'll leave it all to you, I've wanted to relax lately. Don't come to me if you don't have anything important, let alone if you have something. ”

"Huh?"

Ojiri was stunned again when he heard this, he used to boast of knowing how much he knew Shota, but he didn't expect that this series of miscalculations made him unable to figure it out himself.

"What the hell is going on, President?"

When they returned, they were still talking about it.

"Nonsense! What else can I do, isn't it because of the palace...... Cough! That person's business. ”

Shigego clicked on the question, but as soon as he finished speaking, he looked around and closed his mouth, and the others immediately reacted.

"Or is it because of that incident, how many days have it been?"

It's rare that even Iwai joined the discussion of the topic this time, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was scolded by Shigego.

"! It doesn't happen to you, and you certainly don't know it hurts.

I tell you that although the president has always seemed to be a more sensible person, this kind of person is the easiest to use affection, and I see that the president will not be able to slow down this matter for a week or two. ”

"Oh my God! A week or two, that's a long wait! ”

In the face of Ojiri's exclamation, everyone else kept their mouths shut.

Long! Hehe, if he had promised Kaoru Miyazono at the beginning, let alone a week or two, it is estimated that he would have been relieved at that time, but they didn't dare to guarantee this refusal.

There is no way, they can only hope that Shota can get out of the haze in their hearts as soon as possible.

……

Shota wasted an afternoon looking at the white clouds floating outside again, and when school ended, there was a loud noise downstairs.

"Nakajo, I'll leave the matter over there to you, I'll go back first."

Because this period of time has just ended, he has not had time to find a part-time job, and besides, he has no idea of working now, the only reason to go back early is to eat early and go to bed.

Now his way of life is simply that of an ascetic.

"President! According to Shigego's report just now, a group of people from other colleges and universities came to our school to challenge the kendo club.

Because it was a normal competition and kendo exchange, Shigego didn't stop it. ”

"You can just look at this little thing."

After explaining, Shota picked up his bag and left.

Although it was still early, it should be too late for him to go back and make up for his sleep. Recently, he has become obsessed with sleep, and being able to fall asleep in various postures and movements all the time is the direction he pursues.

Then he conceived all kinds of strange things in his dreams, and every dream of Shota was extremely clear, and even every detail was hugely real.

This is the way that has accompanied him these days.

"But, the president ......"

"Nothing!"

Shota interrupted him suddenly, only to give them a blank look and open the door and leave. His words carried the wind to the ears of the others.

"I'm going to trouble you about this, and I'm sure you'll be able to handle it. See you tomorrow. ”

After saying hello to them, Shota opened the door and left before a few people could say anything about it. Just as he was thinking about something to eat tonight, an arm suddenly blocked his way.

"Hey! I said what grade are you here, do you know that guy named Shota Sasaki, take us ......"

"Quan Mu!"

"Cut!"

Quan Mu looked very unhappy to see his words interrupted, but he couldn't help it when things had happened, so he superimposed all this unhappiness on Shota.

"Hey! Bastard, tell me where your guild leader and kendo club are going, or else you can feel the ...... from the ground."

Just as Quan Mu was about to say something, Shota's body suddenly retreated, and under his extremely weird expression, one foot landed heavily in front of this guy very accurately, and the entrance of the academy, which was still chattering at first, instantly quieted down.

Izumi fell into the trash can like a beer bottle that had been thrown out, and Shota moved his neck and patted the non-existent ash on his shoulder.

"Why do you put everything in the school, uncle! If you don't do anything like that, I'm going to have to report it to the school. ”

With the doorman's apologetic expression, Shota walked out of the school gate with his bag in his hand, and he didn't look at the others around him the whole time.

Behind him, the group of guys who were also wearing the uniforms of other schools frowned as they looked at his back.

"Uncle, who is that person? Why did he say you're not angry? ”

"Isn't he the man you're looking for?"

"What do you say!!"