It seems to be Sakura’s birthday soon.
The girls were making noise. I don’t think he said it, but everyone knows it.
And it seems that a celebration party will be held in a place unrelated to the person himself, and Kawai and his friends are planning a party after school.
According to what I heard, last year, for some reason, a mixed gender celebration was held in the flow of the story. In addition, the child who met and started dating at Sakura-kun’s birthday party, which was held in a place he didn’t know, quietly left the party to watch over. Watching party, it’s pretty loose. I wonder what exactly Sakura is.
Sakura’s birthday is also a number that is familiar to me.
“0923” The number used for Nekura’s address. I haven’t heard what the numbers are. Is it your birthday, the end of your phone number, or the day you decide on your address? I don’t know much about Nekura.
After all, I haven’t been able to meet Nekura since the end of summer vacation.
I wonder if I can meet you anymore.
Until now, I’ve been refraining from doing so, but if I can’t meet you, you may try to find one. Or rather, I have no choice but to look for it. Because I want to meet you. Even if I don’t like me, I want to ask why, and say goodbye.
Eat sandwiches in the courtyard.
I was also talking about Nekura-kun to Manamin for the purpose of organizing information. I longed for love stories with my friends, but I didn’t have much because it was a girls’ school.
Manamin seems to love such stories and listened with sparkling eyes.
“I don’t know my face or name, but I wonder if I like it or something is wrong.”
“Well, eh, why ?! It’s a little romance? Good! It’s really nice!”
“I’m a little embarrassed …”
“Why? Don’t be embarrassed! Talk about the moment I became Sakura-kun’s Shimobe?”
“You’re talking about buttons, I’ve heard it many times.”
Manamin wrapped his cheeks with both hands while laughing. Is it a maiden or a sword?
“It’s my first time to talk in love with my friends!”
“Well, is that so?”
“Because it’s not a pattern, everyone doesn’t shake it to me.”
“is that so”
“It’s fun to talk to Sachu.”
“Ehehe. I’m glad I can talk too.”
Manamin seems to have been a little overwhelmed after all. The two of us were pleased to put the palms of each other’s hands together and shake them from side to side.
“Manamin has a wider face than me? Does anyone have any idea of Nekura-kun?”
“Hmm, first of all, it’s not my class.”
“My class, I’m not here!”
“What about Sachuntoko?”
“Our … I wonder if it’s about me … No boy is spending his time alone …”
I feel a little sad, and Manamin laughs, “Haha …”.
“No, don’t get depressed! Two candidates have decreased! If you look for the rest, you should reach it!”
“That’s right …”
Taken by Manamin, I will look at the classes in order during the break. The lines of 1st and 7th sets have disappeared, so the rest are 5 classes. If this is not the case, the possibility of a third grader will increase.
Manamin has a wider face than me, and friends from the previous class were scattered in other classes, so 3 and 4 groups almost disappeared. I’m not sure about the other ones.
“I don’t have any friends and I’m a boy student. Probably I don’t have club activities and I work part-time, what else?”
“Oh, I’m not popular! I’m not really popular!”
“Unfortunately, most boys aren’t popular, and there are fewer popular boys … what else?”
“Hmm, it’s funny and kind … Oh, maybe it’s a face that children like, it’s kind to talk … It’s nice … And I’m really good at making rice balls …”
“I don’t want a slapstick!”
Manamin makes a point.
However, I really fell in love with that rice ball. It was so delicious that I could propose it as it was.
Speaking of delicious, the mackerel miso set meal at Sakura-kun’s house. That was also excellent. For me, who is tired of being accustomed to the Western foods that my mother usually remembers in the cooking class, it was a taste that permeated the five viscera.
A glance at Manamin. I was looking back, but I laughed and cheated.
I haven’t told anyone that I met Sakura during the summer vacation.
I thought I’d say it to Manamin, but I stopped. She is also a fan of Sakura.
I got help from Mr. Sakura from the disaster that fell that day. And yet, it feels bad to talk about a house that is inviolable to fans.
Sakura’s impression has changed a lot.
It was easier to talk to than I expected, and I relied on it after that.
But after all, in order to talk casually, our relationship was watched around, and the radicals that the members of the watching group said were scary. I wasn’t so interested in trying to make friends.
So I’m going to bring the taste of mackerel miso that day to the grave.
After school, Manamin brought in a nelson hold person who seemed unlikely to eat meat, saying, “I wonder if this guy is tiny.”
“What, what, what are you doing!”
The person caught by Manamin was sick and trying to escape from Manamin. Certainly, it behaves like an unfamiliar animal.
When I asked Manamin how he thought he was Nekura, he said, “It looked dark and unpopular, so I tightened it up and brought it.” The person turned his face bright red while being caught by Manamin, pressed his glasses quickly and quivered with his teeth barely.
“That … do you have friends?”
The person shouted with a bright red face to the line he heard to confirm.
“No, no, I’m sure I’ll be there! Excuse me! Excuse me, Kamarinai !!”
The voice in the second half was high-pitched and characteristic. This is different. I don’t really remember people’s voices, but it’s too different.
After thinking calmly, I noticed what I said.
“Ah! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”
I apologized in a hurry, and when I released it from Manamin, I threatened me and Manamin in order with a mysterious sword, “Piggoyaaaa !!”
As I learned later, the boy was the student council president.
That’s not to say, but I’m sorry. Nekura is probably not the type of student council president.
The person with those glasses is also quite anxious as a student council president.
“Manamin, don’t bring me too much … with force.”
“That’s right …”
Nekura’s search did not go well.
Where on earth is Nekura?
On a holiday night, when I returned to my room and looked at my smartphone, I received an email.
The subject was “It’s Nekura”.
Nekura-kun! It looks like a message from a very dark person, but Nekura-kun!
Open the text with tremendous excitement.
The text is … “Sticky Bahun Baba! 』\
Before I reply to you by now, I have something else to say! !!
While thinking so, I giggled and said, “Sticky! Can i see you tomorrow? I sent it in a hurry. You can ask all the details and concerns directly.