"Uh~ It's so miserable to be preached."

"There's no way around it, who called you unlucky in history class, Yamamoto Sensei's strictness is famous."

"I don't want to, and I didn't mean to."

"yes, you didn't mean to."

"I don't trust it at all."

"Believe it? Well~ whatever. ”

As soon as I got back to the classroom, I had not yet sat down on the chair when I happened to bump into Ishikawa who walked in. So, I was caught like a chicken in the staff room and handed over to Mr. Yamamoto, who was nicknamed the "golden tarsier".

In retrospect, it's really scary.

With his hands behind his back, standing in front of the "tarsiers" who are angry, standing with his waist straight, that feeling... I definitely won't think about it a second time after experiencing it once.

When I came out of the staff room, I happened to see the ... Apricot.

But when I asked her what she was doing, before she finished speaking, she was directly greeted by a red-faced Miss Xing who shouted, "Forget me!" A hand knife that smashed over on the side.

"I said apricot," touching my neck that was still in pain, I looked at the "murderer" who had not reflected on the side complainingly, "at least you should be merciful, right?" ”

"Don't worry, I'll do my best no matter what!"

"It's obvious that the direction of going all out is wrong!"

Are you trying to kill me with all your might?

"Ahh I'll go this way. ”

When she reached the fork in the aisle, Xing stopped and pointed in the other direction.

"Aren't you going back to the classroom?"

"Well, I'm going to go to the library to find some materials."

"Really? See you in that moment. ”

At the mention of the library, I immediately remembered the girl with the double ponytail.

It seems like I haven't been there for a while, and I wonder if the girl who loves to read is still there often? Well~ I'll just check it out next time.

"Hey, Haruhara." At this time, a familiar figure walked towards me from the front, "Have you also been called by the teacher?" ”

“…”

But he didn't answer me, as if he hadn't noticed me in the first place, and Haruhara walked directly past me with a tired expression.

So what's wrong with the kid? … Yes! Wouldn't it be because I was called by the teacher to be late and was reprimanded, and my soul was traumatized?

Looking at Haruhara's lonely back, even if my nerves were so big, it was difficult for me to stop him out loud, just silently watched his back disappear around the corner of the aisle.

But is that okay? It feels like he didn't look at the road, just a simple wandering state, and that direction is the stairs.

I thought so, but immediately my hunch came to me, and I immediately heard from the corner where Haruhara———— "Ahh!!h Such a high-pitched male scream with a sense of falling into the air.

Amitabha, bless Haruhara will not be a big deal.

With my hands folded in the direction of the corner, I continued towards the hall.

Why don't you buy a box of juice and see him later.

"Uh, Okazaki..."

Is this time a super time to meet acquaintances? How do you feel that the odds of meeting someone you know today are so high?

"Hey~ what's wrong? Everyone's listless. Looking at Okazaki and them, who were sitting on chairs in the hall with their heads downcast, I heartily stretched out my hand to greet them, "Wouldn't it be criticized by the teacher?" Hahaha~"

Okazaki frowned and slowly raised his head to stare at my face for a moment before he opened his mouth, and his voice was like squeezing out of his throat, "You... Belch. ”

"Well, what am I?"

“… No, nothing. ”

"I'm even more curious when you say that," I smacked my lips a little unpleasantly when I looked at Okazaki's appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, and turned my head to look at Furukawa, who was sitting opposite Okazaki with his head down and didn't say a word, "Hey Furukawa, what's going on?" ”

“… Izumi-kun. Hearing my voice, Furukawa looked up at me with an expression that was about to cry, "Hmm... I'm so sorry. ”

Hey, what is this? What's wrong with these two people, why are they so weird, and what's this awkward atmosphere? … Yes! That's right, it's embarrassing! So, are they...

"Did you quarrel?"

“… No. ”

"Not? What's that? ”

"Well, that's, that's because..."

"Izumi, shut up for me!"

At that moment, Okazaki suddenly yelled at me.

"Ganma suddenly got angry," I shrugged helplessly, looked at Okazaki in confusion, and said, "Even if it's because I said the wrong thing, there's no need to speak so loudly." ”

Because if Okazaki was usually much calmer than he is now, at most he would have turned a corner and said something sour to wash my head.

"No, it's not! Okazaki-kun doesn't mean anything else, Izumi-kun, please don't be angry with him. ”

Furukawa hurriedly explained to me.

"I know," I smiled and patted her on the shoulder, signaling her to calm down, "but it's really because of me that Okazaki is angry, right?" That's why I won't take it to heart. ”

In the end, I sneaked a sneak glance at Okazaki.

"Besides, although I don't say that very well, you look very scary," said the girl who sat next to Furukawa who had not spoken, but was holding the wooden carving blankly, "that child was scared by you." ”

"Uh, huh?!"

"Ahh

Hearing my words, I don't know why, both Okazaki and Furukawa looked at me with big eyes and surprise.

"What's wrong?"

"Izumi, you—What did you just say? Can you see her? Okazaki suddenly stood up and grabbed my arm hard, "Do you know who she is?!" ”

"Hah, what did you say?"

"Quan-kun, please tell us!"

Not only Okazaki, but also Furukawa stood up anxiously and said to me.

"Y-What's wrong with you?"

"Now is not the time to say this," Okazaki let go of the hand that was holding my arm, and pulled the girl in front of me, "Say who this kid is!" ”

"Are you kidding me?" I looked at the two of them in amazement, and then moved my gaze to the girl standing in front of me, "This is the first time we've met, right?" ”