“Sachun! Have lunch!”
During the lunch break, a lively and well-passed voice echoes in the classroom.
When I saw it, a girl student who was formerly called a mammoth in Yabusaka was waving while smiling.
To my surprise, it was Mr. Saionji who responded to it and stood up.
“Manamin, what do you eat?”
“Stop Manamin! Eat fried chicken lunch! Gahaha”
I talk happily and go out.
Unusually, Yabusaka, who was eating bread in front of me in my classroom, opened his eyes.
“Saionji-san … it’s amazing … I’ve got the strongest SP. Nobody can do it anymore.”
“SP? No matter how you look at it, you’re a friend, that”
“No, Saionji-san isn’t going to be friends with the mammoth. There were some disturbing rumors that the anti-Saionji faction was wriggling recently due to bad rumors, so I hired him as a bodyguard. The rich are great to do! “
Yabusaka laughed at both Saionji and Mammoth, saying rudeness to both.
I think it’s amazing.
While I went to the second library and waited for Hiria-chan, Saionji-san was taken by Mammoth-san, who stood up, but the girls around her came back with a cry. I knew that he talked to me without permission, but Saionji-san’s communicative competence is not perfect for furthering the relationship from there.
I usually keep people away, but I do it when I’m here. As expected. After all, that person is a little different from humankind. It’s very different from me.
I changed seats next to Mr. Saionji.
It’s not as awkward as it used to be, and I’m not so nervous.
Saionji-san shouted “It’s next door” with one hand, so he said “It’s next door”.
There is no tension between men and women, so it’s very easy. She has a favorite partner, and if she makes a mistake, she doesn’t have any ideals or expectations for me. I’m not interested in me in the first place, so I don’t make a fool of my painful words and deeds. It’s strange that he was the most nervous person. However, it must be a heavenly person. I can’t feel free to talk to him.
Currently, I and Saionji-san are not bad friends.
I was a little misunderstood and thought that I was not good at each other, so I became an ordinary classmate. It seems that there are twists and turns in the surroundings, but there is nothing in particular.
After the break, Mr. Saionji was looking at the memo before class.
“What happened to that memo ?!”
The memo was printed with a realistic thumb-up gorilla pattern. This is the same as the one that Hiria-chan wrote her email address before.
“Well, this is … information about a store that sells delicious fried chicken lunch boxes.”
“Did you get it from someone?”
“I had Manamin write it … what’s wrong?”
Saionji-san’s manamin is probably Mammoth-san. I know she’s not Hiria-chan. The way they talk and their voices are completely different. Saionji-san is still more similar. The inside of my head spins around. For the time being, I have to check the notepad.
“By the way, is that gorilla pattern popular?”
When I asked Mr. Saionji, he said with a troubled face, “I think it will be popular …”. According to Saionji, 80% is already in fashion. It wouldn’t be strange if there was a child who had the same thing.
“By the way, what is Manamin’s last name?”
“Oh, oh … it’s Saotome.”
I thanked him and left the classroom during the next break.
When I went to the classroom, Yabusaka approached me.
“What’s the general manager? Is it for something?”
“Oh, oh … it’s the first time you’ve called a girl, and the mammoth ?! What happened!”
“Because it’s okay”
Yabusaka, who noticed my indescribable expression, stopped the extra pursuit and called Saotome-san.
Saotome-san was laughing at some people in the center of the classroom, but when Yabusaka went, she said, “Don’t say mammoth!” Apparently it is hated. Well, Yabusaka can’t help because there is a discriminatory part in the anachronistic feeling.
Yabusaka said “Hebutsu” and held his nose, but when he pointed at me, Saotome-san, who noticed me, suddenly changed his expression and stood up.
“Oh, that … what do you want me to do?”
I’m not good at talking to girls other than Hiria, and I’m nervous, but I can’t get hungry on my back. Besides, it was decided to say.
“Saotome-san, it’s a memo pad with a real gorilla pattern … do you know?”
“Hmm? Oh, yes. It has a real gorilla pattern … that’s not cute, isn’t it?”
“Did Saionji-san have Saionji-san’s personal belongings?”
“That is Saionji-san.”
“Yes. Who else has it?”
Saotome twists her head, saying, “Now, maybe, but as far as I know …”.
Thank you and return to the classroom.
I didn’t understand after all. Let’s find out a little more if anyone else has one.
This may be a great hint.
The next day some of the girls came to me with a gorilla notepad.
“Sakura-kun, are you looking for this notepad?”
“Sakura-kun, do you really like this notepad?”
“Sakura, I’ll give you this notepad.”
I had a pile of unadorable gorilla notepads in my hands. It’s painful to be stared at by many funky real gorillas.
After all it is popular …
I can’t find it if everyone has so much …
When I returned to my seat, Mr. Saionji wrote something in the memo.
At our school, smartphones are not allowed to be brought in before construction, and if found, they will be confiscated immediately after school, so there are surprisingly many children who use notepads for quiz schedules and things left behind. Girls seemed to enjoy searching for their favorite notepads, and the tendency was more pronounced than boys.
“That gorilla is in vogue …”
I felt a slight sense of labor and involuntarily called out to Mr. Saionji.
“Everyone has it … and some people have it for some time.”
“Well, was it slowly coming up in the gorilla era?”
Saionji says happily.
I was a little disappointed and took a seat.
I thought I found a hint.