About who loses and who wins and who wins in the end between Asagi Shio and Tamajo Michiyo... On all fronts, such issues need to be put aside for the time being.

There are more pressing issues.

"Well, hello, are you Suzuki-san?"

Mamoru Suzuki, who had just finished lunch and went to the bathroom to return to class, was suddenly stopped by a voice from behind him.

The crisp sound made Mamoru Suzuki turn around. In front of me were two girls.

Makino school uniform, one is about 1.5 meters tall, with some baby fat on his face, and the other is a little taller, but it is also limited, and both girls are holding paper and pen.

And as he looked at it, two girls had already come to him, and the slightly taller girls were in front.

"You're Suzuki-san, aren't you?" The girl in front of him looked up at him.

“... No? Mamoru Suzuki replied hesitantly.

"......" was stunned for a moment, and then the girl immediately reacted, "Suzuki-san, laughed, with Suzuki-san's appearance, he won't be wrong." ”

... It's hard to deny the reason.

Mamoru Suzuki had to admit: "... Well, yes. You're from the Department of Public Information, right? ”

"Yes, sorry to disturb." The two girls bowed together.

"My name is Hirano." After getting up, the girl in front said.

"My name is Fawn." The girl in the back followed.

"I wonder if I can take a little time from Suzuki-san's time and do a brief interview?" Hirano made a request.

To be honest, Mamoru Suzuki wasn't very interested, but after thinking about it, he didn't refuse, but looked at the two curiously and asked, "Came here for the rumors, right?" Can you ask me about the rumors you've heard... What version is it now? ”

After hearing his question, the two were a little silent, and after waiting for a while, Mamoru Suzuki heard Hirano reply, "Then it's presumptuous." ”

"Please."

"That's right," Hirano said, "It is rumored that Suzuki-san came to Makino from Tokyo to transfer schools. ”

"As for the reason, I heard that Suzuki-san, who had seen Tamaki-san's performance in the national kendo competition, made up his mind to transfer to Makino and join the Makino kendo club."

"Of course, as Suzuki-san's girlfriend, Asagi-san naturally disagreed, although he had unilaterally proposed to break up, but in order to save Suzuki-sang, Asagiri-san followed by a transfer from Tokyo."

"On the first day of transferring to another school, Asagiri made a declaration as if he had sworn sovereignty."

"I want to get closer to Suzuki."

Yucheng didn't respond, but he didn't seem to have any intention of backing down.

"The clash in the shadows is quietly unfolding."

"Walking under the morning sun, Chaowu classmates are still walking together."

"In the kendo club in the afternoon, the one-on-one kendo instruction is still in progress."

"When school is out in the evening, the threesome under the sunset is intricate."

"This is the stage where fate is unpredictable... What choice will Suzuki-san make? ”

"Do you still firmly choose Makino's cold kaolin flower Tamakijo Michiyo, or do you change your mind and choose the sweet beautiful girl Asagi who follows from Tokyo?"

"The answer to the final question, the truth of the facts, please subscribe to the school newspaper of the Makino News Department in time... Sorry for not having that. ”

“......”

“......”

Occasionally, students passing by in twos and threes, in the searching eyes and pricked up ears, Suzuki Mamoru looked at the two girls in front of him with a complicated expression.

Hirano, who had just become more and more excited, bent down and bowed to apologize to him.

Because there are too many slots, he is now holding a sentence in his mouth, and he doesn't know what to say.

The question mark is the truest portrayal of his heart.

Mamoru Suzuki took a deep breath.

"That's... Hirano-san, how credible do you think this rumor is? ”

Hirano, who got up, was serious, and the answer was subtle: "It's wonderful." ”

"Let's explain it briefly." Mamoru Suzuki was a little tired, but he still tried his best to stay calm, "First of all. ”

Hirano took a pen and paper and took notes: "Suzuki-san, please speak." ”

"I transferred to another school, not because of my classmates in Yucheng, but because of my other personal reasons. Joining the kendo club was only interested in transferring to Makino. ”

"Secondly, Asaki-san is not my girlfriend... Nor is it an ex-girlfriend. ”

"In the end, the relationship between me and Chaowu-san and Yucheng-san is not so complicated... Friends, members of the kendo club, that's all. ”

Hirano finished recording and put down the pen and paper.

"Okay, excuse me Suzuki-san."

Suzuki Mamoru glanced at the notes in Hirano's hand, of course he couldn't see it clearly when he looked at it upside down, but judging from the vague words, it should indeed be a record of his original words.

"No problem, right?"

"Of course, our Department of Information will definitely record the truth truthfully."

"It was better to do so."

Mamoru Suzuki said silently in his heart, and then moved his gaze to behind Hirano, the girl who had not spoken at all since the beginning of the interview, and patronized the girl who was scribbling on the notebook or something.

"This... Xiaolu, where are you? ”

"Wait... All right. ”

The girl held up the notebook in her hand.

"It's Suzuki-san's sketch."

“......”

In the silence of Mamoru Suzuki, Hirano next to him explained: "The funds are not abundant, and photos and other things can only be replaced by sketches." ”

How much does the "......" need to have enough money to save the budget for printing photos?

But it doesn't matter, it's not bad.

"That's it." Mamoru Suzuki said.

"Yes, trouble Suzuki-san's cooperation." The two girls bowed to him again, "Then we'll take our leave." ”

"Hmm."

The two girls from the press department left, but Mamoru Suzuki took a step and found that they were going in the same direction as him.

In addition, there was a whispering voice in front of me, but it happened to be heard under the passive blessing of the "Cat Spirit".

"Hirano-senpai, where are we going next?"

"Of course, I went to Class A to find a chance to interview the other main character of the incident alone."

"Huh? Then why don't you interview together when Suzuki-san and Asagiri-san are both there? ”

"Police interrogations of multiple prisoners are usually done separately... I mean, if Asagiri-san's rhetoric is not consistent with Suzuki-san, then it will be dramatic. ”

"......" Mamoru Suzuki stopped and looked at the backs of the two girls walking in front of him towards his class.

Remarks such as "Xiaolu, you still need to study more", "This news will definitely make our funds sufficient", "It's a pity that it is difficult for Yucheng classmates to interview", gradually disappeared as they went away.

“......”

Sure enough, he shouldn't have had expectations for such a thing as "news truth."

Mamoru Suzuki stood still, lost in wordless contemplation.

What's next? Back to the class, talk to Chao Wuxi about good words, and let her talk nonsense?

No... Never mind.

Let them go. What's more, even if it's a good rhetoric, I'm afraid it's useless. After all, the pen that holds the news is not in his hands, and the rhetoric may not affect the presentation of the final news, but it all lies with the Ministry of Information.

In that case, I still don't bother.

After a long time, Suzuki Mamoru turned one hundred and eighty degrees and walked in the direction of the club building.