"I announce that the 54th cultural festival of Shenying High School has come to a successful conclusion."

"Everyone, hard work!"

Jingu Temple Moon on the stage bent down and bowed, and the audience heard the warmest applause that the teenager had heard since entering school, which was an absolutely unimaginable scene two months ago in Jingu Temple Month.

Retreating backstage, at least all the students outside retreated, and the members of the Cultural Festival Committee cleaned the hall back to its original state, and came over one by one to greet Jingu Teratsuki.

"Then let's go first."

"Vice President, bye~"

"Well, goodbye, everybody."

After the other students had left, Jingu Terakitsuki stood in the empty auditorium, looking up at the stage where he had been standing, and felt that this long cultural festival seemed to be a matter of a moment.

I'm busy with committee affairs every day, and I have almost no time to hang out, so I can't really talk about enjoyment.

If you want to ask Jingu Terakitsuki if he is happy, at most he will get a so-so evaluation, after all, he was chased by Hoshino Mori Hoshino to the shelf.

However, it is unbelievable that the teenager who once claimed to hate group activities the most stopped at the center of the group.

Leaving the auditorium, the road leads to the old school building, where many students gather in the direction of the atrium in the corridor connecting the old and new school buildings, and the open-air stalls are being dismantled, so that Jingu Terakitsuki reminds me of the summer festival after the fireworks.

Jingu Terazuki stood and watched for a while, then without saying a word, he climbed to the fourth floor of the old school building and pushed open the door of the deepest student council room.

Because of the cultural festival, the boy didn't come to the student union room for a long time, which made him feel a little nostalgic.

In the student council room, there was already a young girl staying inside, standing quietly in front of the kettle, and there was a gurgling sound in the electric kettle.

She turned her head to look at the door, and smiled kindly at the boy.

"It's just the right time to have tea."

Jingu Terakitsuki didn't speak, walked over and sat down on the sofa, silently waiting for the girl to pour tea for him.

Sitting opposite the young man, the two of them drank the black tea in the cup at the same time, Hoshino Mori Hoshino gently blew the tea in the cup, and the reddish-brown liquid rippled round and round, until the cup calmed down, she said quietly:

"It's time for the deadline."

Jingu Siyue drank the black tea without saying a word, and said "um".

"I didn't expect two months to be so fast."

“…… Well. ”

"How? Jinguji classmates' minds, has changed? ”

Jingu Siyue put down the teacup and met her sly but slightly positive eyes, feeling helpless.

"President, is that such a fun thing to tease me?"

"Huh? Doesn't that sound like I'm playing a trick on you? ”

Jingu Temple Moon sighed.

"In short, the cultural festival has worked hard for you."

"Since he knows that I am hard, the president should call me like that."

"I hope you can understand the hardships of my training, I am completely the mood of the eagle mother who broke her child's wings and fell off the cliff, crying~~" She pretended to say.

"That's a nice thing to say." Jinguji Tsuki's expressionless face.

"Whoa, what's the bet between us compared to this?"

"What's that?" Jingu Terakitsuki disguised himself with a blank look.

Hoshino Mori was immediately unhappy.

"I hate boys who lie and play dumb."

"Anyway, I didn't expect to be liked by the president."

"Ho! If you have this attitude, I'm going to say something to Sakura Koji to ruin your feelings. ”

“………”

Seeing the complicated expression on the face of Jingu Siyue, the girl in front of her sneered and said happily: "Just kidding, I won't do such an excessive thing."

"But seriously, Jinguji-san, is still thinking about quitting the student union? If you still think this way, I really don't have a way to stop you. ”

The boy silently took a sip of black tea.

"If I quit the student union, can I still come for tea?"

Hoshino Mori Hoshino suddenly understood what the boy meant, and smiled: "Of course not." ”

"That's a shame."

"Who's to say it's not, come on for the election."

"I try."

So, they stopped talking about it, and they tacitly agreed to it.

It's already November, the windows are rattling with the bitter autumn wind, the temperature inside is not high, and the steaming black tea is the only thing that can feel warm.

Jingu Teratsuki was accustomed to the smell, and with the smell of the student council room, the reassuring atmosphere could relax his body and mind.

The Jingu Temple Moon, who once let go of his arrogance and quit the student union after the cultural festival, has disappeared without a trace in his heart.

This may also be regarded as a form of depravity.

And the bet between Jingu Teraetsuki and Hoshino Mori Hoshino is whether Jingu Terakitsuki is willing to stay in the student council in the cultural festival.

Obviously, it ended with a big victory for Hoshino Mori Hoshino.

As the loser's side, the price that Jingu Terakitsuki has to pay is to participate in the student council president election in the near future.

Seeing that the young man's teacup bottomed out, Hoshino Mori Hoshino poured tea for him again.

"It's not so expensive tea, it's the principal's condolences to the student union, I heard that the principal's hometown is making tea, although the price is not expensive, but it is a good tea, and it will be brought to the student union every year, so we have no shortage of tea.

"It's a tradition passed down from the student union, and you have to remember it.

"There is also the milk tea that Yanggong classmate has been drinking, and I have written down the production method in my notebook and put it in the drawer of my desk.

"Actually, I've been secretly reducing the amount of milk she uses, and maybe one day, she will be able to drink pure black tea without milk.

"Jinguji and Yanggong, I believe you can get along well in the future, I think she can be your help."

"What's the tone of the finale?"

"That's not it, when you officially become the student president, where will I still have my role."

"I'm just sure I'm elected? Is it too hasty, I believe that there are people in the school who are more suitable to be the president of seniors than me. ”

"It doesn't matter, no matter who the opponent is, Jinguji-san-san will definitely win the election."

Jingu Terakitsuki didn't understand where she got her confidence.

"Otherwise, I can make Yanggong the president, and I will be the secretary."

"If you're willing to deal with so many associations, I'm fine." Hoshino Mori said with a smile.

The boy thought of the work to be done by the secretary, and gave up the idea.

"Jinguji-san, let me ask you again, have you found it now?"

The boy looked at Hoshino Mori with calm eyes, opened his mouth, and slowly closed it.

Long.

"I don't know how to describe it."

"Oh?"

"Until now, I don't know what I want, but I feel like I have to do something.

"Right now, I want to aim for something and figure it out at the same time, maybe by doing so, I can find what I really want to do."

Hoshino Mori Xingno nodded suddenly: "It sounds like a scumbag eating in a bowl and looking at the pot, worthy of being a classmate of Jinguji Temple, and even his dreams are so ambiguous, which is very in line with the impression of others." ”

Jingu Siyue sighed slightly: "...... Can't you give more encouragement? ”

"Also, who called me a beautiful and kind-hearted senior sister, it can be said that it can be an exemplary existence for cute juniors.

"That'......

"Jinguji-san, we may be separating, but I believe that one day, your dreams will connect you and me again.

"When that time comes, I'll convey to you how I feel at this moment."

Thanks to "Feng Nianling" for the tip.

(End of chapter)