102. Then, make up your mind for the cultural festival. (6)

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Jingu Siyue returned to the conference room, and it was still very busy.

Especially on Hoshino Mori Seino's desk, the documents are already piled up faster than people.

"President, please take a look."

"Chairman Hoshino Mori, please review this part of the list."

"Senior sister, these reports ......"

One job after another, kept being handed over to the girl.

I see, is this a black-hearted enterprise simulator?

Jingu Temple Moon sighed inwardly.

"Hey, what's the problem over there? Is it solved? ”

Sakura Koji Sakura came with a pile of papers and stopped beside Jingu Terakitsuki.

"Well...... Anyway, the negotiation is already secure, and it should be no problem to hand over the rest to the guy in the Yang Palace. ”

Sakura Koji Sakura suddenly showed a surprised look.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Jinguji asked.

"I just think that with your temperament, you shouldn't like to deal with people."

"I thought so, too."

Sakura Koji Sakura looked at Hoshino Mori Hoshino, who was working non-stop, and sighed, "It's really amazing, Hoshino Mori-senpai." ”

The young man silently looked at the busy figure and said "um" from the heart.

"That's why I want to share her pressure......"

The girl was slightly stunned, looking up at the childhood sweetheart beside her, the young man's eyes flashed with a different look from the past, and his eyes were full of the light on that person.

Sakura Koji Sakura also wanted to be looked at by him like this.

But if it goes on like this, just stay by his side so ordinarily and plainly, and you can't change him or yourself.

There was still a little bit of it, a little bit of progress, the courage to make up her mind.

"Then, I'm going to be busy with the work of the propaganda team, don't be lazy in the month."

Sakura smiled and waved his hand at him, and walked straight to the corner of the conference room, Jingu Teratsuki silently walked towards Hoshino Mori's location.

"President."

"Hmm...... Jinguji students, how is the club? ”

"It's barely solved." The boy replied.

"Well, I knew you could do it."

Hoshino Mori Seino smiled at him, Jingu Teraritsuki didn't speak, quietly opened the laptop, and took half of the documents on Hoshino Mori Seino's desk to himself.

As the sunlight outside the window gradually turned golden, the crows stuck on the wires let out lonely calls, and the screen of the notebook gradually became blurry due to the oblique rays of the sun.

"President, vice president, let's go first."

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Good work."

It seems that there have been several similar conversations, and after a while, the hands tapping on the keyboard stopped at this moment, and Jingu Terakitsuki came back to his senses, only to find that there was no one else in the conference room.

Looking at the position beside her, the girl was lying on the table, falling asleep shallowly, and even the gentle breathing was full of heart-warming exhaustion.

The long azure hair is like a galaxy spread out in the universe, the eyelashes are long, the cheeks are fair, and the pink and soft lips are slightly pursed from time to time, which makes people can't help but wonder if she feels thirsty and can't help but want to feed her water.

Jingu Terakitsuki just sat still, and after continuing to work for a while, the student council president on the side seemed to be playing with the spring bear in a dream, sometimes making a cute whimper, completely different from a certain girl who would drink detergent in her dreams.

As the atmosphere grew quieter and the sound of keystrokes became harsh, the boy reluctantly slowed down his hand.

After a while, the young man sighed slightly, took off his navy blue uniform jacket, and left the conference room lightly.

Jingu Teratsuki leaned against the hallway, sipping the coffee he had just bought from the vending machine, and looked past the window to see the boys doing the carpentry work at the school gate, sawing the planks together, and one girl painting the planks with all kinds of bright paints, as if making arches.

In the middle of the homework, several boys suddenly began to gather in a circle for some reason, snatching the saw in his hand, encouraging a certain boy, urging him to go to the girl's side.

In the end, the boy came to the girl half-pushed and half-on-the-spot, blushing, squatting beside the girl, and gradually, they painted together on the board, occasionally touching each other's shoulders, or the backs of their hands, tacitly silent to each other, enjoying the ordinary but fulfilling daily life under the sunset.

Jingu Terakitsuki, who has a panoramic view of all this through the window, suddenly feels that the cultural festival has become more interesting than expected, and even if it is such a boring homework, it seems that everything will be new if the main character is replaced by a high school student like them.

Perhaps, his broken and dead heart has been eroded by youth, trying to dye his gray world a brilliant rose.

Jingu Terakitsuki may yearn for it, but he still doesn't have the courage, he doesn't have the courage to immediately abandon the guilt in his body, and he is afraid that he will become a robot without guilt.

Teenagers, too, can't make up their minds.

The door of the conference room behind him was opened, and the sound of the girl's light footsteps was heard, Jingu Temple Moon looked sideways slightly, and the student council president came to his side.

"Really, wake me up when I'm asleep." She said.

"When did I fall asleep? How long did you sleep? ”

"Not long, fifteen minutes."

"I shouldn't have been seen sleeping by anyone, I don't want to hear this kind of rumor next week when the student council president sleeps in the conference room."

"By then, everyone had already left."

"That's good."

The student president patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, then narrowed his eyes and laughed ill-willedly, "What about you?" Did you play a prank on me while I was asleep? ”

Jingu Siyue didn't pay attention to her, still looking at the school gate in a distracted manner.

Seeing that the young man didn't speak for a long time, Hoshino Mori Seino couldn't help but purse his lips, which made people can't help but want to feed her water.

"Really, the reaction was boring."

He took out the tea drink he had bought from the vending machine, unscrewed the cap, and then twisted it back slightly, and handed it over.

"It's cunning, why don't you buy me coffee? I want to drink that even more. Hoshino Mori Hoshino said as he looked at the half-drunk coffee can in the boy's hand.

"No, you can't."

"Why?"

"The president should go back to rest early, you haven't slept well for days."

"Hey, I was discovered, Jinguji classmates cared about me more than I thought, a little surprised."

"Nothing like that." He said.

Hoshino Mori smiled faintly, took off his coat, which still had a hint of girlish body temperature, and gave it back to him.

"Thank you, Jinguji-san."

"I didn't do anything." The young man still had a cold face, and his words did not have emotional ups and downs.

The girl smiled warmly, as if to melt his expression.

"Even so, thank you."

“…… Well. ”

Thanks to "Tarfer", "AnccaQAQ" for the tip.

(End of chapter)