"Hey, Kawakami...... Wake up."

Uh-huh...... Have you eaten?

I propped my head on my elbows and rubbed my eyes with my right hand blindly:

"Are you...... Taji-san? Is there anything you want me to do?"

"That Goto-san in the second class seems to have fainted in the hallway, Kita-san has already gone to visit the infirmary, and she asked me to wake you up later."

「……？ Fainting?"

I got up a little dazed, and instantly woke up, opened the chair and stood up suddenly.

"Kawakami?! What's wrong?!"

Seeing that Mr. Takai took two steps back and leaned on the desk with a somewhat frightened expression, I had no choice but to explain:

"It's okay, I'm a little excited, I'm sorry if it scares you."

"Ugh...... It's okay, you can go quickly."

"Thank you."

I quickly came to the door of the infirmary according to the route I remembered, and gently opened the door, only to see Ichili on the hospital bed still unconscious with a bandage on his head, and Kita-san sitting next to him was listening to a song with headphones on his hand and an A4 paper in his hand.

「…… Ah, Kawakami-san, you're here."

As if hearing the sound of the door being opened, Kita-san turned around and took off his headphones and smiled at me.

「…… What's wrong with her?"

I pulled up the chair that was not far away and sat down next to Kita-san and asked softly.

"I heard from her classmates who found her that Goto-san fainted outside the student council, and even if she fainted, she didn't let go of the paper......

"Is there anything written on it?"

"Hmm...... It seems to be an event of the school festival.,There's a request to end the band's performance on stage."

I took the A4 paper and looked at it cursorely, the corners of my mouth twitched, and I probably knew what Ichiri was thinking outside the student union.

「…… What does Kita-san mean? Do you want to perform on stage?"

"Me? Of course I really want to~ But it's better to wait for Goto-san to wake up first, right?"

「…… Ah, the strange ceiling."

"No, it's the second time...... Are you feeling okay?"

Ichiri, who was tied with a strap on his forehead, turned his head to look at me and Kita-san, and gently touched the wound:

"Ah...... It's totally fine."

"By the way, Goto-san, do you want to apply for a solo stage performance?"

Kita-san raised the A4 paper in his hand and looked at Ichiri excitedly.

"Ah...... No, that's ......."

"I wanted to apply for it before!"

「…… Kita-san, isn't it a haunted house that our fifth class voted for?"

"Haunted houses or something are too popular, aren't they?!"

「…… Our second shift is the maid's café."

"I suddenly feel that a haunted house is acceptable!"

Kita-san shook his head vigorously and grabbed Yili's hand tightly:

"Well, anyway! Although Xiao Hongxia and Liang are both from other schools...... But the two of them will agree! Besides, Kawakami-san should be here too...... Right?"

"Goo!!"

Feeling a hopeful gaze on me, I had no choice but to smile at the corners of my mouth:

"Yes...... Yes."

"Ah...... That one...... I'm sorry...... Please give me some hesitation...... Time to think ......"

Yili cried and mourned, and his hands were clenched and he continued to exude the aura of "please".

"Isn't this a handwritten application form written by yourself?!"

"It's not...... That one...... I want to practice my calligraphy, so I ......."

"Oh, what a love of learning."

Facing Yili who turned over on the bed with his back to us, I hung the dead fish eyes and complained silently:

"Yes, although I love to study, I don't know why every exam is around twenty or thirty."

"Woo-woo-woo......!!"

Hiding myself under the quilt and shivering, I sighed and turned off the screen.

"Let's take a break for a while, Kita-san, class time is almost up, let's go first."

"Huh? Is this time already......

Kita-san slowly stood up from his chair and said to the curled up quilt:

"I think if we can perform on stage, everyone will be very happy and create a lot of good memories."

The quilt was still silent, and Kita-san and I had to leave the health room in silence.

"Goto-san, are you afraid to perform on stage...... The last performance was a success, right?"

Closing the door to the health room, Kita-san leaned against the wall with a worried expression.

"There are more people at the school festival than you did last time, right? Maybe she still doesn't have the courage to perform on stage. After all, it's a school performance, so if the performance fails, you might lose the courage to appear at school, right?"

"Is this so serious?!"

"Hmm! So I thought about it, we need to supervise the growth of children......

I gave a weird smile, since Ichiri couldn't make up her mind, someone had to push her, didn't she?

"Kawa, Kawakami-san?! Your expression suddenly became terrifying......

"Kita-san, you'll be like this later...... And then like this...... Finally, you can hand it over to the student council room!"

"Yes...... But will Goto-san really throw it away?"

"Even if you don't throw it away, you can go to the student union room and apply for a form."

I'm not a person who likes to help people make decisions, but if she gave up these opportunities, she would regret it...... After all, he is a child who is so eager to be recognized by everyone.

「…… I understand! Kawakami-san, I will work hard to cure Goto-san's communication barrier and let Goto-san find more friends!"

"Well, that's what kind of momentum you want, Kita-san! But let's go to class first...... We're five minutes late......

"Huh?? So fast?!"

……

I stood at the door of Xiuhua Middle School, leaning against a telephone pole and yawning. Recently, the band practice has been getting late, and now I can't even do my homework...... Fortunately, the first year of high school is not too difficult, and I can make up for it before the exam, and I can still get eighty or ninety points if I hold the Buddha's feet.

The end time of school in the middle of Xiuhua Country is half an hour later than that of high school, but relatively speaking, the school time is also half an hour late, but I pity my old sister, and I am forced to get up at five o'clock and take the subway for about two hours to go to school when I come to Tokyo......

「…… Ah, brother~"

My sister, who was carrying a leather schoolbag on her back, saw me standing in the doorway and waved vigorously as she ran over.

"How's it going at school? Did someone bully you?"

I caught the fluttering worry with my body and gently rubbed her head.

"No, it's just that I'm not used to Japanese...... Can I go to Shinjuku today to see my brother's band?!"

"Yes, there's a performance tonight...... But don't be scared by the people in my band...... What do they say......

I'm scratching my head with a bit of a headache, how do I introduce Kikuri-senpai? Directly say that she is an out-and-out drunkard? Isn't that a little inappropriate......