In the second period of the morning, after the Chinese class of Mr. Natsume, the head of Class C of the second year of high school, he called Narumi Yu to the office.

"The hospital has communicated with the school about amnesia, and I have a general understanding of the situation."

A female teacher who looks younger than her age.

It looks like a female college student, but in fact, Narumi Yu heard Asahi Kurako say that this beautiful and outstanding "female college student" is now close to thirty years old.

"You can tell the teacher if you have any difficulties in the future, at least in high school, I can still help you......"

An empathetic Mr. in charge.

Narumi nodded in agreement as she gave such an evaluation in her heart.

The next session was an art class, and he wasn't interested at all, so I hoped that [Natsume-sensei's caring talk time] would last a little longer.

“…… But there is something I have to tell you," Natsume-sensei smiled apologetically after the care, "While you are still recovering and I don't know the specific situation, in order for you to be able to recuperate with peace of mind, I asked the doctor to tell you that the recuperation period will not affect your attendance." ”

"But actually...... I was still applying to the school at the time, and I regretted ...... in the end."

In addition to the fact that low attendance can affect graduation and further education, Mikagehama High School has several other attendance regulations.

First, full attendance can get a scholarship subsidized by the school; Second, when the monthly attendance rate is higher than 90%, there is no need to participate in club activities.

Asahi Kurako, when explaining to him, said that he had been a full-time attendee before.

After all, a scholarship of tens of thousands of yen is not a small amount for high school students, and it is a very important income for Narumi Yu, who worked part-time before.

But for the time being, he doesn't have to worry about his livelihood, and now he cares more about the second one.

He didn't come to school for almost the whole of April, and he didn't have to think about it to know that he couldn't meet the school rules and not participate in club activities.

"The scholarship coverage for Full Attendance was not approved by the Board of Trustees."

"Hmm...... It's okay. ”

What he had already known in advance through Asahi Kurako, there was nothing to pity him.

What's more, Natsume-sensei didn't just come to lie to himself, as Kinda Muraichi proposed, but really went to the school to fight for it.

"As for club activities...... I don't know if Narumi-san still has an impression, but you didn't participate in any clubs before. ”

"I don't have any memory at all, but I learned a lot about the past from Asahi-san."

"That's right...... If Narumi has a club you want to join, I'll try to help you if you have any difficulties. "Natsume-sensei is just an ordinary teacher at Mikagehama High School, and he doesn't have any power, and all he can give to his students is these promises.

"Thank you."

Narumi Yu's previous Chinese score was the second in the school, and the overall score has always been in the top ten, and he is a good student beloved by Natsume-sensei.

But he felt that if she were the other students in the class, she would help as much as she could.

Get out of the office.

Narumi walks through the corridor that connects the laboratory building to the office building.

Sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, emitting a soft glow on the wooden floor.

The bridge corridor is older than Narumi Yu, and of course there is no problem with the building structure; But because of the floor-to-ceiling windows on both sides, people always worry that their feet are not stable enough.

He stomped hard, and the plank under his feet didn't move.

When he walked into the lab building and slipped in through the back door of the art room as if nothing had happened, it was almost time for class to end.

The students' easels erected a barrier for him, and the art teacher was instructing a girl.

Narumi saw the opportunity and ran to the only easel in the corner where there was no one, ready to pretend to draw something random and fool the lesson over.

But he looked up at the easel, and there was already a pretty good sketch of the figure on it.

"I've already drawn it for you, Narumi-san." Shiina poked his head out from behind the easel next to him, a gentle smile on his face, "Same as before." ”

When this sentence was spoken, the girl looked a little sad, and her blue eyes were a little distracted.

"Thank you." Narumi Yu saw that Shiina Miyo's own one was not finished yet, and apparently helped him draw it first.

"Hmm~" The girl shook her head slightly, "No need to thank you." ”

A few minutes later, the bell rang for the end of class, and everyone turned in their homework – except for Muraichi Konda, who worked as a model for a class to escape the ridicule of his art teacher.

"Hey! It's finally time to get out of class, and my waist is so sore, so sore...... Oops~~" Kondamura held his waist with one hand and stretched out to Narumi Yu with the other, "Yo! Give me a hand! ”

"......" leaned on his body of one hundred and forty pounds, and his shoulders sank.

After collecting the homework and handing it to the teacher, Asahi Kurako, who came from behind, did not forget to taunt, "Who told you not to draw honestly." ”

"The art teacher, she said in the last class that my masterpiece is an orangutan! Orang! ”

"Who was the model last time?" Narumi Yu thought about himself and suddenly realized something.

"Yoo...... We're good brothers, aren't we? Don't ask that question anymore! ”

"It's Narumi-san." Asahi Kurako rushed to answer.

"......" Muraichi Konta's pillar suddenly left him, and his center of gravity tilted and he fell to the floor.

"Damn! Ahh …… I was wrong, I was wrong! "Kintamura, who got up from the floor, rushed towards Asahi Kurako and was repelled by a skillful elbow.

The two laughed and played, the two watched the play quietly, and the four of them walked all the way through the office building to the class to take the last ideological and political class in the morning.

Narumi Yu receives two notes.

Asahi Kurako asked him what Natsume-sensei had said.

[I'm going to go to a club event, and I'm going to check it out after school.] Does Asahi-san have any recommendations? Something more leisurely. ]

Okita Muraichi asked him what he was eating at noon, and he treated him to a treat.

It's a pity that he brought a bento, otherwise he could take the opportunity to extort a sum.

Just as he was thinking this, the window was suddenly opened, and a cool wind blew into the room, and the familiar girl sat on the edge of the window.

“……”

Narumi wanted to talk to Imadegawa Chisaka, who suddenly appeared, but he was in class and couldn't speak, so he found a piece of paper.

[Can you not be so elusive?] It's going to scare people. ]

Of course, he was not frightened, but he was afraid that the other party would find new fun and kept looking for him to kill time.

"I forgot to pay you last night." Imadegawa Chisaka stepped on his desk into the classroom and shoved the money into his shoulder bag, "Also, I'm not as boring as you think." ”

"Bento?" Imadegawa Chisaka took out the bento box wrapped by Yu Narumi from the bag.

The bento box is newly bought, and the matching cutlery is also provided.

[Inside is omelet rice and a few pieces of eel tempura.] ]

The girl put the bento back again, but he could see the other man's hand hesitating.

[Someone wants to treat you at noon.,Bento will be wasted.,Imadegawa-san help dispose of it.] ]

"Help you with the garbage? Throw it away with the box? ”

“……”

[Omurice and tempura are both first-time cooking, so help me taste it.] ]

“…… All right. Imadegawa Chisaka sighed, reluctantly picked up the lunch box again, and jumped out of the window by stepping on Narumi Yu's desk.

What a hassle......

Yu Narumi has a headache for her future.

I obviously wanted to eat, but I had to pretend to wait for him to speak.

If you can be like Shiina Miyo, it will be a lot easier to communicate.

The girl with the bento in her hand watched him quietly from the treetops outside the window, and picked up a piece of tempura that had been fried just right and put it in her mouth.

After the lunch box was re-wrapped, and when the lunch break bell rang, the students of Class C left one after another and jumped back into the classroom.