On Saturday, the Tsutaka Cultural Festival is on its last day, and it is also the most lively time for the weekend holiday.

However, at the time of the morning assembly roll call, there were no outsiders coming in for the time being, and the school was quite quiet.

"Naruse—"

"Here."

Naruse waved his hand, and when the teacher noticed him, he continued to chat with his companions beside him.

"I'm completely fine today, I'll just hang out."

"If there are a lot of people, we will be very busy here......"

"I'll come and see Naoko."

"Uh-huh."

At the end of the roll call, when several people were about to leave, a green tie girl hurriedly ran over.

"Naruse-senpai!"

Several people stopped, and Naruse looked at each other, and before he spoke, he first noticed the four gazes that gradually condensed on his face.

“……”

He pursed his lower lip, still a little impressed by the face, "The student union?" ”

"Yes." The senior sister nodded, "The president has something to discuss with Naruse's seniors." ”

Is the student council president looking for him?

Naruse was slightly surprised, and nodded again, "I see." Is it in the student union room? ”

"Yes."

"Okay, I'll go over later."

The senior sister left first after completing her task, and Naoko and the others heard her words, and he didn't need to explain anything.

"Seems there's something going on."

"It shouldn't be a hassle." Naoko asked.

"If it's something troublesome, I'll assume I didn't hear it."

She laughed, "That's not good......

Several people left the gymnasium together, Naoko went to the club department, and Naruse also separated from the remaining three and went to the student union room alone.

"Yoshioka-senpai, do you have something to look for me?"

"Naruse-san's here."

The two are already very acquainted, and Fumiko Yoshioka gets straight to the point: "At the news agency, I hope that the student union can provide a report summarizing yesterday's flea market activities, and I don't think there is a more suitable person than Naruse-san, the organizer." ”

Naruse was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "When do you want it?" ”

"Today or next Monday." The student president said, "It's better today." ”

"I see. I'll bring the manuscript before noon. ”

"Send it directly to the Ministry of Information, I'm sure Naruse-san's article won't disappoint."

"Okay."

After leaving the student council, Naruse thought about it and went upstairs to the classroom of Class A in the second year.

The roll call meeting is over, and the people in charge of running the fried noodle shop on Class A's side have also returned.

"Welcome~ You want to sit in the most expensive position and have the most expensive package, right?"

"Don't make a fuss...... he squeezed between the two boys who were soliciting customers, and at this time, there was not a single customer in the fried noodle shop in Class A.

Finding his locker, taking out his pen and paper, Naruse found a window seat and sat down.

A girl from Class A who was acting as a clerk walked over and said, "This customer, if you sit down without ordering anything, we will be very embarrassed." ”

Naruse glanced up, "Anyway, there's no business now." ”

"Then Naruse doesn't take care of it yet!"

"What a nuisance...... Have a glass of water. ”

“……”

When the girl came over with another glass of water, she stood next to him for a while, "What is Naruse writing?" ”

"Flea market...... A little bit of work. ”

She thought for a moment, and didn't ask in detail, "How long will it take to write?" ”

Naruse thought for a moment, "At least an hour." ”

Since he has this opportunity, he also wants to seriously review and summarize the whole process of organizing this flea market, and draw a perfect end before the cultural festival is completely over.

"An hour......

Naruse looked up, "What's the matter?" ”

"Nope." She put down her glass of water and smiled at him, "Naruse sit and write slowly, no one will disturb you." ”

"Okay."

After conceiving the structure, Naruse organized the beginning of the essay in his mind. After looking out of the window for a while, he retracted his gaze and found a boy in Class A holding a poster-sized piece of white paper and pasting it outside the classroom.

He didn't care, turned the pen in his hand, lowered his head and wrote.

After five or six minutes, the two girls walked into the fried noodle shop in Class A.

Yuguang caught a glimpse of them glancing at him, but Naruse ignored it, and continued to write about a certain difficulty in organizing a flea market—he had read quite a few articles of this type, and it would have been quite readable to throw out a seemingly daunting question at the beginning.

The classroom was quiet, and the two girls who had just come in were talking softly as they found a place to sit.

After a while, another girl came in.

In less than five minutes, the chow noodle shop in Class A welcomed several new customers again, all of whom were girls.

Perhaps because he was the only boy in the classroom besides the clerk, everyone would look at him a few times when they came in, and then sit down quietly and order in a suppressed voice.

Naruse is focused on his article, but it's not that he's unaware of the outside world, it's just that he's also a customer of the yakisoba shop now and doesn't need to respond to anyone.

At this time, people from outside the school were almost slowly coming in, and most of the girls in the classroom were wearing the uniforms of other schools.

It's so quiet......

Naruse turned his head and glanced at the female guests in the classroom, and his eyes looked away.

“……”

It's better to be quiet, otherwise he's writing, and he won't be able to stay anymore - although I'm a little sorry for the classmates in this way, but it's because he thinks there won't be any business here in the morning, so he stays here.

Naruse lowered his head and continued to write, and the eyes in the classroom slowly focused on him again.

After a while, a new female guest came in.

After half an hour, most of the seats in the classroom were occupied, and the seats in front of and behind Naruse were always empty.

“……”

Walking outside the classroom of Class A in the second year, Hikaru Takikawa stopped and looked at the poster posted on the wall.

[The melancholy beautiful boy, the poet by the window, stop here.

A unique view of the two-year-class A fried noodle shop...... Please order and enjoy quietly. 】

She glanced inside, and the face of the "poet by the window" and "melancholy beautiful boy" was not at all unexpected to her.

Hikaru Takikawa hesitated, but went in anyway.

"Welcome...... Ah, Takigawa. ”

The boy who greeted her immediately told her to keep it a secret and not tell Naruse anything.

She smiled and looked at the yakisoba shop, where there were barely a few seats left, "There are already a lot of people in the shop." ”

"The more the merrier, of course."

"I can't sit down if I have more."

"Well, it's okay...... Some people are almost unable to sit still. ”

While she was talking, the girl in one of the seats suddenly got up, put a note on Naruse's table, and then hurried out.

“……”

Naruse took the note, turned his head to look in the direction she left, and then saw Hikaru Takikawa.

He beckoned, and she passed.

"Confidentiality, confidentiality!" The boy was still whispering.

"Got it."

Takigawa didn't look back, and sat down opposite Naruse, and suddenly most of the girls let out an "ah".

"Inexplicable......" He put down the note in his hand and showed it to her again.

[Looking at you, I thought of Tagore's poem. I think you know which poem it is. 】

At the bottom is a list of contact information.

Hikaru Takikawa glanced at it, a little curious, "Which poem?" ”

Naruse rolled his eyes, "Tagore wrote so many poems, it's strange that I can know." ”

She smiled and didn't say much, "What is Chunhai writing?" ”

"A summary of the flea market, the news agency wants."

She tilted her head to see that it was.

"Can Chunhai write poetry?"

"Huh? No. ”

"Really?"

"Well, I haven't written it, and I'm not interested."

Hikaru Takikawa smiled and raised his hand to call the clerk just now.

"A glass of water." She glanced outside again, "Also, change the poster outside." ”

“……”

He looked at Naruse and nodded.

"What poster?"

"Nothing, don't care."

Naruse glanced at her, didn't ask more, lowered his head and continued to write.

The water was quickly delivered, and Hikaru Takikawa looked at the door, and the poster for soliciting customers was also torn off.

The customers in the store got up one after another to leave, and by the time Naruse stopped writing again, they were almost finished.

"Written?" Hikaru Takikawa asked.

"Pretty much." Naruse nodded, flipped back to the front, and scanned it from beginning to end, revising a few words.

"Let me see."

"Hmm."

She asked for the notebook, and Naruse looked at the yakisoba shop where there were only one or two people left, "Why are there too many people, and business has deteriorated." ”

"Because I'm coming." Said the girlfriend opposite.

(End of chapter)