In the conference room, students were already present, and Hoshino Mori was standing in the front row, with Yomiya Yao standing beside him, and a document was handed out to each student present.

The students who got the documents didn't stay long, they all left, and when it was Jingu Teratsuki and Sakurakoji Sakura's turn to step forward, Hoshino Morino handed them the documents.

"Huh? Sakura Koji-san, did you become a member of the Cultural Festival? ”

"Well, because I want to see my senior sister work up close."

"Oops! I'm really good at talking, so I'll accidentally like you. ”

"Hey~~"

Jingu Siyue silently moved a step to the side, not wanting to be caught up in this inexplicable lily aura.

Yang Gongyao looked like a robot without saying a word, yawning from time to time, and looked like he hadn't woken up.

"Why are you so listless and fall off the list?" Jingu Terakitsuki said.

"Who are you scolding, do you understand the first grade, and the gold content of 700 points in the test."

"Huh~~ Awesome." The young man's tone was extremely perfunctory, he had read the score in front of the bulletin board in the morning, and sighed in his heart that Yang Gongyao was a veritable genius.

By the way, the first place in the third grade is still Hoshino Mori Seino, but she can't score 700 points like Jingu Terakitsuki and Yomiya Yao.

In addition to the results of the cultural class, Hoshino Mori Hoshino's excellence is more important than her conduct and conduct in the world, and she is good at mobilizing others to serve her willingly, which is the quality that is most needed as a student president.

In terms of results alone, Jingu Terakitsuki and Yonomiya Yao are already monster-level powerhouses, and they do not belong to the same dimension as the other students in the school, including Hoshino Mori Seino.

"Hmph."

The little animal turned its head away and said no more.

After getting the papers, Jingu Teratsuki and Sakura Koji Sakura left the conference room, because Hoshino Mori looked quite busy and obviously not the time for small talk.

Sakura Koji Sakura flipped through the documents in his hand, and they were all about the festival, such as the drawing of promotional posters, the printing of brochures, the management and rental of goods and equipment, and the use of the stage.

Although the cultural festival is a festival for students to have a carnival, it is natural that someone will maintain order and make every effort to enjoy the students as much as possible, so the existence of the Cultural Festival Committee is inevitable.

With such a group of people who give, others can sing the praises of youth.

……

……

Afternoon class meeting.

Class A of the second year is voting for the class program of the cultural festival.

Sakura Koji Sakura stood on the podium and wrote the students' proposals one by one on the blackboard.

It's frustrating that the most popular among the boys is the swimsuit café, and Jingu Teratsuki almost wants to applaud this group of fools in his head.

He seems to underestimate the sexual desire of male high school students.

Also, Sakura Koji Sakura, who really dared to write "swimsuit café" on the blackboard, had a bit of a problem with his head.

In other words, other boys dared to write this kind of vocabulary on the blackboard, and by the time they wrote the second word, they were already bombarded out of the classroom by the girls in the class.

In the end, the class program of Class A in Year 2 decided to be a "cosplay café", which was nothing new, and it seemed to be a compromise for the boys' "swimsuit café".

It turns out that no matter what nationality you are, you like to compromise.

Jingu Teratsuki said he had learned again.

After the class meeting in the afternoon, Sakura Koji Sakura quickly packed her schoolbag, waved goodbye to her friends, and then came to the corner of the classroom in front of the whole class.

"Jinguji-san, let's go to the conference room together, it's time for a meeting."

“…… Oh. ”

Regardless of the girl's gaze for the time being, Jingu Temple Moon had already felt a few eyes full of envy and jealousy from the boys' camp.

Obviously, there are also boys in this class who have a crush on Sakura Koji Sakura.

When I came to the conference room again, there were already many students, Sakura Koji Sakura casually found a place to sit down, and Jingu Terakitsuki, as a member of the student council, naturally sat in the front row.

Hoshino Mori Seino sat in the main seat, flanked by Jingu Terakitsuki and Yomiya Yao, while the cultural committee members of each class sat casually on either side, with Sakura Koji sitting slightly behind.

The chairman of the Cultural Festival Committee is Hoshino Mori himself.

After the meeting began, Jingu Terakitsuki took on the responsibility of recording all the contents of the meeting, which seemed to be an extremely easy and suitable job for Jingu Terakitsuki, who has a super memory.

But meetings are obviously not going to be easy, or necessarily boring.

If it's such a relaxing and enjoyable thing, why wouldn't anyone want to be a member of the Cultural Festival Committee?

In addition, this is a meeting that I have to attend every day after school until the day of the festival, and I work in the conference room until the evening.

This meant that they were unable to participate in club activities, and they were unable to dress up the classroom with the rest of the class and prepare for the class program.

The meeting lasted 30 minutes, and each member of the festival committee was assigned responsibilities, and Sakurakoji Sakura was assigned to the PR team, which was mainly responsible for the production of posters and pamphlets, as well as the installation of a cultural festival section on the school website.

To be honest, Jingu Terakitsuki was a little worried about whether she could do a good job, he always felt that each of the above items had nothing to do with Sakura Koji Sakura's ability, if he had to think of a publicity work that Sakura Koji Sakura could do, Jingu Teratsuki felt that there should only be a flyer.

Is that really fine, that guy.

After the meeting, there were still many people in the conference room to deal with work, and Hoshino Mori and Yomiya Yao went to the club building together to arrange the work there.

In addition, when Hoshino Mori Hoshino was leaving, he said a word of cheer to Jingu Terakitsuki.

The only student council member present was Jingu Terakitsuki, and if necessary, the other cultural festival committee members needed to make a decision with Jingu Tsuki.

"Hoshino Senpai-san, I'm really busy."

Sakura Koji Sakura walked over, looked at the back of Hoshino Mori Seino who was leaving suddenly, put some of the documents in his hand in front of Hoshino Mori Seino's desk, and let out such an exclamation.

"In comparison, Moon seems to be a big idler."

"I'm really sorry I'm an idler." Jingu Temple Moon had to say so.

"Then come and help me." Sakura laughed, and immediately shouted into the conference room, "Everyone, come here." ”

Well? Everyone? Who is everyone?

Soon, Jingu Siyue's doubts were solved.

The "everyone" in Sakurakoji Sakuraguguchi is the other members of the Cultural Festival Committee, and they were all assigned to the publicity group at the meeting just now.

"My name is Gotantian, please advise."

"My name is Tian Maru, please advise."

"Jinguji, please advise."

Engulfed by the air brought by Sakura Koji, Jingu Jizuki subconsciously greeted them, and sighed in his heart that the atmosphere was really a terrible thing.

There are a total of three people in the propaganda group, except for Sakura Koji Sakura, these are these two boys named Gotanda and Tamaru, Gotanda is in the third grade, and Tamaru is in the first grade.

Maybe Haruki Murakami has seen too much, and Jingu Teraki feels a little inexplicable about the coincidence of this surname.

"First of all, the posters to be used at the cultural festival, let me ask first, which of us can draw?"

Everyone looked at each other, but no one answered.

Sakura Koji Sakura suddenly looked at Jingu Terakitsuki at this time, and the young man had a faint bad premonition.

"Jinguji-san, I remember when you were in junior high school, you were in the art department."

The use of the phrase "I remember" is too deliberate.

"Huh? Are Sakurakoji-san and Jinguji the same junior high school? ”

"Yes, but I haven't been in the same class, I'm an alumnus."

"I see."

"Wait, I don't seem to be from the propaganda group."

"But Jinguji classmates are very idle, just now Senior Sister Hoshino Mori said Oh, if you have any difficulties, just ask you for help, and say that you are the most reliable person in the student union."

"When? Why didn't I hear that? ”

"The line group of the Cultural Festival Committee, huh? Jinguji classmates don't seem to be in it.,I'll pull you into the group.。 Sakura Koji Sakura cast a sly look.

Yes! Is that what "come on" means?

Damn it...... It's been set up again.

In this way, under the double pressure of Hoshino Mori Seino and Sakura Koji Sakura, Jingu Terakitsuki inexplicably became a temporary helper of the propaganda group.

The work on the conference room was in full swing, and Hoshino Mori Seino took Yomiya Yao around the club building, went in and out of various clubs, and conducted an in-depth investigation of the cultural festival.

Although she had read the written reports submitted by various clubs, Hoshino Morino was a person who liked to witness it with her own eyes, as if she couldn't feel at ease if she didn't do so.

Going around and around, she went to the drama department again, and the script was completely completed after being revised by the hands of Jingu Siyue, and the next thing was the rehearsal of the actors, which had nothing to do with Jingu Siyue.

The bell rang for leaving the school, and the people in the conference room gradually dispersed, Jingu Teratsuki sorted out the documents in his hand and glanced at Sakura Koji Sakura, who was still busy in front of his laptop.

"It's almost time to go home." Jingu Terakitsuki said.

"Okay, right away."

So Jingu Terakitsuki leaned against the edge of the table and waited silently.

Suddenly, Jingu Terakitsuki suddenly remembered something, and after confirming that only the two of them were left in the conference room, he slowly spoke: "Recently, it seems that I haven't seen you and Sasami-san talking alone. ”

Sakura Koji's hand tapping on the keyboard froze slightly.

“…… Well. ”

The keyboard tapping sounded again, and after about two or three minutes, Sakura Koji Sakura leaned back and stretched, made a lazy sound, closed her laptop, and smiled at Jingu Teratsuki.

"Huh? Could it be that you are waiting for me to come home? ”

"How is that possible, idiot."

"I think so, huh...... Where did you just come from? Oh yes, Sayaka. ”

Jingu Teratsuki looked at her silently.

Sakura touched the back of her head and said with a smile, "Oops...... It's not that the relationship with her has become bad, it's a little awkward once you're alone, and you don't know what to say to each other, in short, you know. ”

Jingu Siyue sighed silently, he was a little grateful for the troublesome friendship between girls.

But it was a relationship cherished by Sakura Koji Sakura, and just letting them embarrass each other like this, Jingu Terakitsuki really felt sorry for it.

"Hurry up and get along."

"We didn't quarrel after saying that, but it was just a little embarrassing."

Just as Sakura Koji Sakura was about to continue speaking, the door to the conference room was opened, and Hoshino Morino walked in alone.

"Huh? Jinguji-san, Sakura-koji-san, you're still here, I thought everyone was gone. ”

Hoshino Mori glanced at the documents stacked on her desk, and stuffed them all into her bag, and the documents that couldn't fit were packed in her handbag.

"President, do you have to take all this back to deal with?" Jingu Terakitsuki asked.

"So what's not? Do you have to do it during the day just after school? Although the festival is very important, there are still classes during the day, so you can only take the work home with you. ”

"It's just my guess, but the chairman must have gone to the drama club just now, and it took a lot of time."

"I didn't."

"Lying." Jingu Terakitsuki immediately judged.

"Tsk! How did you get my tricks out? Hoshino Morino made a dissatisfied voice.

"Well, I'll admit, I did go to the drama department."

Jingu Terakitsuki had a "as I expected" expression.

Sakurakoji Sakura suddenly felt that she couldn't interject, so she packed up her papers and waited quietly for someone to talk to her first.

"Sister Sakura Xiaolu, let's go home together, ignore this person who doesn't understand the amorous feelings."

"Hmm...... Good. ”

The two girls held each other's arms, as if they were a little couple like glue, and they just walked past Jingu Siyue without looking back.

Jingu Terakitsuki rubbed her hair helplessly, turned out the lights in the conference room, kept her distance, and followed behind the two girls unhurriedly.

……

……

The sky burst with a golden glow, and the girls walked down the slope.

"What is Sakura Koji's class going to do? Our class is a haunted house, so let's play with Jinguji classmates. ”

"Cosplay café."

"It sounds like it's astringent.,Will Sakura Koji school girl wear that kind of clothes? If you don't wear it, I'll use the authority of the student council to close your shop, hehe~~"

"Senpai~~"

"Hahaha, I'm kidding."

Jingu Terakitsuki walked alone in the back, and heard the conversation between the two girls clearly, feeling helpless about Hoshino Morino's sometimes uncle-like way of speaking.

Because of the cultural festival, the nearest students are leaving the school later and later, and at this time on weekdays, there are few other students except for the members of the student council, and now the originally dull sakado suddenly adds a touch of liveliness.

From time to time, there were noisy first-year boys passing by him, and Yomiya Yao, Yamada Kana, and Kudo from the drama club left the school in an endless stream, greeting him one by one and saying "I'll see you tomorrow."

The misty autumn wind brought up a little dust, blowing into the young man's eyes, rubbing his eyes, and the faces that he thought would disappear became clearer and clearer.

The cheerful laughter of the small animals is like smoke from the flue of a steam train, drifting from the front all the way to the back.

The boy snapped back to his senses and noticed the incredible change around him.

It turns out that this empty Bandao is so lively.

Thanks to "Tarfer", "Phoenix Cry Tianya", "An Yi Miao" for the tips.

It's already the end of the month, ask for a monthly pass.

Tomorrow will be added.

(End of chapter)