Narumi rubbed a meal of eel rice in Kondamura, and the four of them sat facing each other. Miyo Shiina, who was opposite him, ordered an udon noodle, which was very light.

"Society...... Would you like to try playing soccer or basketball? You didn't like sports before, but maybe you like it now? ”

Okita Mura took half of the eel and divided half of the tonkatsu and proposed it to him.

"Forget about the athletic department."

Asahi Kurako thought for a moment, "How about the Faculty of Letters?" The main club activities are the journal in charge of Mikagehama, and it is said that he is also participating in some competitions in Tokyo. ”

Narumi Yu's previous Chinese grades were good, and his essays were often used as model essays in the class.

"Hey......" Muraichi Okita kicked Asahi Kurako's foot under the table.

"Ah...... I'm sorry. ”

That was also before, and now Narumi Yu has lost his memory, and they are not even sure if Narumi Yu's Chinese score will pass the next monthly exam.

"It's okay......" Narumi Yu didn't care at all, in fact, the impact of amnesia on him was far less than they thought, "The Faculty of Literature can indeed consider it." ”

"...... of the art department," Shiina whispered with his head down, as if talking to himself.

"This guy? Fine Arts Department? To be a model? ”

"But...... The art department doesn't just paint...... "The voice of the short-haired girl became quieter and quieter, and finally she continued to eat noodles silently.

Yu Narumi, who draws dragons like chickens, people like matches, and wings like gloves, agrees with Murakazu Omada's point of view.

If he really goes to the art department, he may have the only way out to be a model.

The four of them chatted until the end of the meal, and found that there seemed to be few clubs that Narumi Yu could go to, and even fewer that met his energy-saving needs.

Neon's club is not just a hobby, it is more or less to show some achievements, and most of the club activities can improve personal ability.

And Narumi Yu only plans to find a quiet club to live with.

From this point of view, it seems that it is indeed a good choice to work as a model in the art department......

……

……

Back to the classroom.

The position of Yu Narumi has been occupied by Imadegawa Chisaka.

The girl leaned against the window, boredly looking at the unopened envelope in her hand.

Seeing him return to his seat, his eyes lit up slightly for a moment, and then returned to calm.

"The tempura tastes good, and the omelet rice is a little sweet."

"Thank you."

But isn't it too much to look through his belongings?

"I didn't open it, but I just helped you sort the forty-three letters into categories, all in the drawer." The girl took the initiative to stand up and move out of the way, "I have also found something very interesting in the process, and I suggest you read all these letters." ”

Well?

What else could a letter stuffed into a shoe closet be other than a love letter?

Threatening letters? Are there really that boring people?

And even if it's a threatening letter, you can't see anything from the envelope, and it won't be interesting in the mouth of Imadegawa Chisaka.

Imadegawa Chisaka left a few words and left, still the window to go.

His desk and the ideological and political book on the table were trampled three times in a row in just one noon.

In the first math class of the afternoon, Narumi Yu pulled out a letter from the drawer.

[Shiina Miyo]

[4.3]

“……”

The letter is opened.

Inside is a sketch of Okitamura's English notes for Asahi Kurako.

On the back of the sketch is a sentence written in Juanxiu's handwriting:

[I wish Narumi a speedy recovery.] ]

Next,

[Shiina Miyo]

[4.4]

[Sketch: Ionda Muraichi is trampled under the feet of Asahi Kurako.] ]

[Konda-san knew that he would be hated, and he was going to bully Asahi-san.] ]

……

[Shiina Miyo]

[4.5]

[Watercolor: Mikagehama Campus in full bloom of cherry blossoms.] ]

[Can Narumi-san see cherry blossoms?] This year's cherry blossoms are also beautiful......]

……

[Shiina Miyo]

[4.6]

……

[Shiina Miyo]

[4.15]

[Watercolor: A puddle of cherry blossom petals after the rain stops.] ]

[The cherry blossoms fall...... I couldn't go to see it with Narumi-san, but it's a pity...... Get well soon! Don't be fine! ]

……

[Shiina Miyo]

[4.16]

[Sketch: ......]

[I heard from Natsume-sensei that Narumi-san has been discharged from the hospital, but it will take some time to recover.] Don't worry, it's okay to rest for a few more days before going back to school. ]

……

“……”

Every day he wasn't at school, Shiina stuffed a letter in his shoe closet.

The content of the letter is very simple, a picture and a paragraph.

There are a total of twenty-five letters, which are stacked together by Imadegawa Chisaka in order.

Also thanks to her reminder.

Otherwise, there is a high probability that these letters will be taken home by him and thrown into a random storage box, and they will become dusty campus memories more than ten years later......

The others are normal love letters, and they don't add up to as much as Shiina Weiyang alone.

And there's no pretty sketch or watercolor.

He only opened a few neatly signed letters before losing interest.

From this point of view, the fact that he lost his memory was quite a blow to Shiina Miao......

Thinking of this, Narumi Yu glanced back at the short-haired girl sitting behind him.

Obviously not tall, but he had to sit in the last row, and he was trying to look up at the process of solving the problem on the blackboard.

At this height, there should be a few books on the chair to increase the height.

"What's wrong? Want to borrow notes? Wait, I'll give you the last formula when I'm done. ”

"No...... It's okay. ”