At the beginning of July, the muggy air hit the nose with every gust of wind, making the whole body heat up along with it.
In addition, there was the loud, incessant buzzing of cicadas.
Living underground for five years, only to co up to the surface during sumr, would drive anyone insane — what the hell are those creatures living for? What is the point of their existence, anyway?
Sakurai Saki was pedaling up a slope while pondering that philosophical question.
By the ti he reached the school gate, he still hadn't co up with an answer.
Today wasn't Miko's turn for gate duty, so Sakurai didn't linger.
He wheeled his bike to the bicycle parking area, then grabbed his written apology and headed to the teachers' office.
After being lectured for a while with words that were both heartfelt and annoyingly tedious, Sakurai returned to class.
The mont he stepped into the classroom, the whole class erupted into cheers.
"General affairs Sakurai, you're aweso!!"
"Did your confess to Hayasaka-san have reciprocated yet?"
"…Hayasaka Ai——!! I-I! I love you the most!!" Sitting in the front row, Toyosaki Saburou shouted in an extrely poor imitation.
The whole class burst into loud laughter — his impersonation was terrible!
Sakurai could only sigh helplessly. These guys were way too idle.
He glanced at Hayasaka Ai and saw that she, unusually, had a blushing and flustered look.
Hayasaka: (⸝⸝⸝>﹏
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