"No problem, Minister Yayoi."

Narumi agreed, and suddenly remembered that he still had a can of Coke in his hand, and got up and put it on Yayoi Akizao's desk.

"Bribe me? Want me to relax the requirements? A mere can of Coke? ”

"So, a can a day?" The girl's reaction made him find it a little funny, and he asked tentatively.

It's just a joke with the intention of teasing.

But I didn't expect Yayoi Autumn to really think about it seriously, and nodded decisively after being silent for a while,

“…… It's not impossible, but you can't just buy Coke. ”

“……”

This time it was Narumi's turn to be silent.

If you think about it, high school students are really old enough to really care about a free can of soda every day.

After all, under normal circumstances, the main source of income is the living expenses given by the parents, and it is considered a luxury to spend one or two hundred yen a day to drink soda.

"Is the article still written?"

"Of course I have to write." As the student council president, Yayoi Aki sat down in the morning, regained his serious appearance, and put a gentle smile on his face again, "In addition, I will drink marble soda tomorrow." ”

The daily soda that Narumi Yu casually mentioned inexplicably and rightfully became one of the ministries of the Classics Department.

"What flavor?"

"Anything goes, as long as it's acceptable to normal people."

"Okay."

In front of the sunset stained window, the literary girl sitting at the desk gently pulled the can, opened the can of Coke brought by Narumi Yu, held the can with small hands, and drank it in small sips.

It should feel discordant, but the picture is surprisingly harmonious. Maybe it's because soda, like wind chimes, can make people feel refreshed.

The girl swayed her upper body slightly, and there was a wooden board under the desk to block it, so she couldn't see if she was still shaking her legs.

Narumi Yu looked at it twice, and the literary and artistic atmosphere that the girl gave him when she first saw it was gone.

The head of the Classics Department also likes to drink soda, so club activities must keep up with the times, right?

Leaving the student council office and walking out of the school, Narumi Yu's first day back on campus is coming to an end.

As usual, I went to buy a red bean bread for dinner, and stopped by the stationery store to buy stationery paper and envelopes to draw a decent end to the day.

Imadegawa Chisaka didn't come to him, and the black cat didn't come to grab food, and he returned home safely and soundly.

……

"What are you writing about?"

"Submission to the Department of Classics."

The next afternoon, Omada Mura propped one hand on Narumi Yu's desk and watched curiously as he struggled to write on the letterhead.

"Oh......" The high school student of the sports department, who has no interest in classical literature, suddenly lacks interest, "I thought it was a love letter to someone." ”

"Love letters?!" Shiina Weiyang, who was behind Narumi Yu, suddenly couldn't help but exclaim.

Although the voice was small, he could hear it clearly.

The girl sitting behind him probably pricked up her ears when she came from Kondamura.

"Huh?! Wait a minute! Faculty of Classics? Yuu ......" Kondamura reacted, looking at Narumi Yu's eyes, and the tone of his voice changed significantly, "Could it be that the submission of the ministry is just a pretense, and it is actually writing a love letter to Yayoi Akizao, right?" ”

“…… Do you know Minister Yayoi? ”

"How can you not know? Yayoi-san is the student council president.,In addition.,It's also a well-known literary girl at Mikagehama High School.。 I'm quite beautiful, it's normal for you to like her, it's just a love letter, you don't have to hide it so much. ”

Murakazu Konda had already started to pat him on the shoulder, looking like "I know everything".

"It's really a submission to the department."

The short story, written about the black cat who robbed him of bread, has a total word count of about three thousand, and now there is only one ending left.

When he came in the morning, he first went to the library on the campus of Mikagehama and referred to the previous monthly magazines of the Classics Society, which had long since been discontinued, and this was just the right space.

"I don't believe it! Unless you let me see! ”

"Wait until I'm done."

There is one last paragraph left.

The black cat, who was saved from starvation by being fed bread by the teenager, exchanged his life for the teenager who was lying on the hospital bed and could only see a small piece of sky from the ceiling and window.

Cats don't have nine lives, and being able to exchange their lives for the lives of young men is already a miracle.

The teenager was discharged from the hospital, and the black cat disappeared.

The boy couldn't find the black cat, so he ran to the street where the black cat was originally fed bread despite the heavy rain on a rainy day, and squatted down in the rain sadly, hugging him.

"Meow~"

The cat barked.

I'll stop writing here.

Narumi closed the pen and handed the letter to Muraichi Konda.

"Can you really show me?"

"Whatever."

Kontamura took the letter suspiciously, and first looked at it a few times, "It's really not a love letter, I'll just say, how can you, who have always been uninterested in women, suddenly open up......"

Before the words fell, Muraichi Konda suddenly stopped talking, and his attention was all focused on the letterhead, slowly looking down line by line.

After half a ring, after reading the last sentence, I sighed deeply.

"Is the black cat back at last?" He asked.

"Who knows, maybe the boy died."

Narumi Yu took the letter back from his hand and tucked it into his textbook.

"Shhhh......h Kontamura saw that his eyes had changed again, and he made a defensive move in fear and took two steps back, "Yuu, I know you may not have been in a good mood since you lost your memory, but please don't have such dark thoughts, okay?" ”

"Then buy me a bottle of soda every day?"

"Impossible." Muraichi Konda refused without hesitation, "It's better that the boy is dead." ”

It seems that he was right.

In any case, a bottle of soda a day is indeed a very important condition for high school students......

"That, I can buy Narumi San......" Shiina Weiyang behind him interjected in a low voice, probably because it was a little embarrassing to suddenly make a noise when overhearing the two of them, and some of the baby's fat little faces had a touch of blush, "If Narumi San wants." ”

"No, just kidding."

If it was Kinda Muraichi, he would really want it.

But a girl with a soft voice, a timid personality, and a red face...... It really made him unable to rise to the idea of bullying the other party.

What's more, the twenty-five letters that Shiina secretly stuffed into him were precious enough, even if he bought him soda for twenty-five months in a row, it couldn't be worth it.

He went to buy stationery and envelopes last night to reply to the other party, and he used the letterhead to write to the department just because he bought too much.

"Oh......"

"And what if I just said yes? You won't really let me buy it, will you? Are you kidding? Muraichi Okita next to him continued to try to find a sense of existence.

"No, of course you have to buy it."

"Ahh Damn it! ”

Omada Mura pretended to cover his chest with a heart-wrenching expression.

"No! My heart hurts! I'm going to die! Uh......"

The performance of the high school students who spent their extra energy was really not interested in Narumi Yu, so he didn't look at him.

In fact, Muraichi Omada looked more worried that he would really get dark and wanted to make him happy.

Narumi Yu knew, so he smiled and watched him perform with encouraging eyes, looking at Natsume-sensei, who also had a gentle smile behind him.