Beichuan Si and Shen Gu Mirai chatted while classmates continued to push open the door and co in.
If one paid attention, they would notice that the students of Kyubei High School had already switched to their sumr uniforms.
After all, it was mid-May; cities like Tokyo were beginning to feel the heat, and the weather gradually grew warr. It made sense to shed long sleeves and don short sleeves.
Moreover, the sumr uniforms of Kyubei weren’t bad-looking, consisting primarily of navy blue waistcoat jackets paired with white short sleeves, the boys adorned in trousers, the girls in dium-length skirts. The simple color sche offered a refreshing feel.
After a while, the bell for class rang, and the horoom teacher Qianhe Kagura ca in with a stack of papers.
She began by calling roll as usual, and after confirming no one was absent, she started to explain, "Before class, let discuss a few things."
Qianhe Kagura glanced at the papers in her hand, then spoke, "Our school will start the annual Kyubei Festival next Wednesday, so I hope all students can stay after school today to discuss the activities our class will present during the festival."
The Kyubei Festival was essentially what you often see in ani, a school festival.
It’s a well-worn topic of conversation.
At the school festival, it was possible to hold events like a haunted house and maid cafe, which fully showcased the school spirit and served to unite the community while fostering students’ hands-on and intellectual abilities.
However, in general, other schools tend to hold their festivals after the sumr holidays, in September during the autumn.
After all, the cooler weather of September made it more bearable for students to decorate and create props without having to deal with high temperatures. Moreover, after the festival, there was an opportune mont to hold the ’sports festival,’ which you could say killed two birds with one stone.
Of course, by ’in general,’ I refer to most schools.
There are actually schools like Kyubei High School which hold their festival in May. After all, the weather in May is also good, and the festival, tied to the earlier Golden Week, is popular among students as well.
Therefore, the announcent of ’holding the Kyubei Festival’ made by Qianhe Kagura today didn’t evoke much surprise from the students.
However, indifferent or not, the students, having been crushed under the weight of the ’monster’ called studying, couldn’t help but let out a small cheer from the depths of their hearts upon hearing the news.
For a mont, a buzzing of fragnted voices arose in the classroom, students looking at each other excitedly, discussing what they could do for the Kyubei Festival.
"Silence," Qianhe Kagura said, suppressing the discussions, and once everyone’s attention refocused on her, she extended her hand to pass the festival-related papers to the class president sitting in the front row.
The Kyubei Festival lasted two days, and other schools’ students were permitted to visit during this period. Therefore, announcing it a week in advance was sensible, giving everyone ti to prepare. These kinds of events were mostly organized by the students themselves, and as long as the content wasn’t too inappropriate for children, it typically received approval from the student council.
After handing over the docunts, Qianhe Kagura cleared her throat and said calmly, "Let’s begin the class now."
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Even during this lunch break, the discussion concerning the Kyubei Festival did not stop.
Yet, in reality, there was no such romantic lore at the Kyubei Festival about ’successful confessions under a legendary tree,’ or ’those who dance at the post-festival bonfire will be companions for life.’
In terms of festivals, Kyubei’s was just an ordinary one.
There was no ’legendary tree,’ no ’post-festival celebration,’ and similarly, no ’bonfire dance.’
But this didn’t temper the enthusiasm of the students.
"Next week is the Kyubei Festival, huh..." Shen Gu Mirai, observing the joking students around her, couldn’t help but murmur.
To be honest, Shen Gu Mirai wasn’t particularly interested in such festival activities.
Because, at the end of the day, school festivals were a tactic for schools to attract students from other schools to apply, a way to increase student enrollnt.
Yes, that was the original purpose of school festivals.
Facing the myriad of school activities, attractive high school uniforms, and a lively school atmosphere, the junior high students were easily drawn to Kyubei.
Otherwise, do you really think such a rosy school life exists, with schools offering their grounds for students to play at no cost?
That was clearly unrealistic.
Therefore, Shen Gu Mirai was not particularly fond of these kinds of festival activities.
She turned her head towards Beichuan Si, her big eyes whirling around curiously, she asked, "Mr. Temple, do you have any activities in mind that you want to organize?"
Beichuan Si, who was scrolling through his own paranormal office hopage, imdiately shook his head and answered briefly, "No."
He, like Shen Gu Mirai, wasn’t really interested in such events.
The Japanese school festivals, in Beichuan Si’s eyes, were very similar in nature to the cultural festivals in universities of his previous life.
And in terms of excitent, those college festivals were truly not outdone by high school festivals.
Hence, he wasn’t particularly enthusiastic about it either.
Seeing Beichuan Si’s deanor, Shen Gu Mirai took the opportunity to scoot her stool closer, leaning against Beichuan Si’s desk.
She feigned a tone of regret, "What a pity, if Mr. Temple joined in this vote, the class activity could be decided without discussion."
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