CH 142

Momiji Shiraishi.

Blood type: B

Hobbies: Reading and taking a walk with her dog.

2nd of three sisters and a member of the yearbook school committee the school.

Not a member of any clubs, but is a candidate for the next student council.

She is highly trusted by the teachers, and they hope that she will become a role model for the next generation of students similar to Hiiragi Akane.

In order to meet their expectations, Momiji Shiraishi, who was running for the student council president, found the answer to her question: she should be disciplined and bold.

Just as Akane Hiiragi is, she should be as well.

As a result, the usually calm and friendly student turned out to be the one who announced that she was going to transform the student council.

In reality, she was not far from the president, but she wanted to get as close as possible.

Which resulted in the idea of Shizuku and the others joining the student council is what she told me in a low voice.

“In fact, I wasn’t even going to join the yearbook committee …but since I had the best grades in my class, my homeroom teacher encouraged me to join and…”

“So you didn’t decline?”

“…Yes”

As a result, Shiraishi, who was basically excellent, was able to handle the yearbook committee without difficulty. It would have been more convenient for her if she wasn’t able to.

“If I don’t have the right words and the answers to the questions people might ask …I get nervous and have trouble communicating further.”

“So, did you also prepare questions  for today’s conversation?”

“Um …I made a lot of predictions of the situations that may occur. …But I hadn’t expected Kanazaki-senpai and Kirasaka-senpai to be present there.”

Complete waste of talent.

She is constantly just trying to compensate for her weaknesses in human relations, but if an unexpected situation arises like this, she can’t deal with ti.

It’s more correct to say that she can’t handle it flexibly.

That’s why she was so upset and worried when I came to the canteen.

I guess she’s just clumsy.

But I’m sure she has the talent to make up for it.

Preparing all the questions and answers correctly is not something I would normally think of doing.

It is different from the questions asked in a job interview.

To be honest, it’s not worth the effort to do it for everyday conversations.

However, there are students I know who can’t hold a conversation without doing so. Once again, I was reminded that there are many peculiar students enrolled in this school.

“I understood what you were saying about the yearbook committee …but wasn’t it your own decision to run for the student council?”

“Of course it was! It’s also true that I want to make the school a better place! But, but…”

She said the end part so quietly that I couldn’t hear it.

Shiraishi, who was looking slightly embarrassed with blushed cheeks as she as she fiddled with her fingers, looked up and asked.

“Y-you won’t laugh, right?”

“Heh”

“That’s the part where you have don’t have to laugh!”

“How am I supposed to know if I have to laugh or not if I don’t even know what it is?”

Who do you think I am?

I’m not so nice as to give you the answer you expect, little girl.

I’m not sure if she understood my intentions or not, but Shiraishi muttered, “That’s true.” and then moved her face closer to mine, concerned about her surroundings.

As if she didn’t want anyone else to hear, she closed the distance like a small child who wants to talk in private.

Just right in front of my eyes.

When her breath hit my face and she was just about to mutter something, right at that moment,,,

“It” passed between me and Shiraishi.

The wooden desk creaked and a roar echoed throughout the room.

There was a slight pain in my nose, but Shiraishi was uninjured.

She just sat with her eyes wide open, stunned.

Of course she was, and so was I.

I don’t know what happened.

All I know is that something passed between us at a really high speed from a blind spot. But I soon found out…

It was the voices of the two girls whispering in my ear…

“It looks like you’re having fun, Shinra-kun.”

“It looks like you’re having fun, Minato-kun.”

The word “demon” flashed through my mind.

A figure that seemed to be at the end of its life was standing beside me.

“Ah, no, this…”

“Hiiiik!! Demon!?”

“”What?””

“I-I-I’m sorry!”

It was Shizuku’s and Kirasaka’s hands that intervened between me and Shiraishi.

They should have been just hands, but they were looking like katanas.

They were gleaming with deadly energy that could have decapitated me at any moment. In fact, it was grazing my nose right now.

But then again, even if Shiraishi were to be honest, there are some things she couldn’t say.

No, …I couldn’t help it since my mind was also distracted for a second.

The two who were called demons looked at her with anger that you was not normally imaginable.

Shiraishi, completely frightened and shrinking, cowered to hide under the table.

They turned their gaze from Shiraishi to me and brought their hands back down. They grabbed me by the sides and dragged me towards the exit.

“Why would you just buy a drink and talk to that girl?”

“You can never be too careful.”

“You seem to have misunderstood something …I was just checking the situation.”

I tried to explain, but they didn’t seem to listen and continued asking their questions. Shiraishi, who was still hiding under the table, seemed to have something to say.

“We’ll continue rest tomorrow at …around three o’clock in the coffee shop in front of the station.”

“Yeah, …no, it’s not like I’m going to go on a date with someone I’ve just met…”

“No, our conversation hasn’t finished yet.”

Even though I said that, it seemed weird to end the conversation up like that, and also, I won’t be able to sleep because of my curiosity.

At Shiraishi’s comment, I felt a dull pain in both of my arms that had been grabbed, and I turned my gaze to look up, but the two of them walked with straight faces as if nothing had happened.

“A-And should I wear plain clothes!?”

“Rely on your notepad.”

Isn’t that the reason she’s making the ‘conversation notebook’?

I’d like to see it in action.

The last thing I saw was a clumsy kouhai hitting her head while trying to get up from under the table.

<TL>: End of arc, I’ll continue after a week again like always.