Beliefs are scary.
If the other boys had similar signs, they might have noticed earlier. If that wasn’t the case, he was excluding it.
Even so, although I was confused, I really regretted it. I unilaterally threw a shot and went home. When I think calmly, I don’t think I knew it, as Sakura said. Neither that nor this could have been such an act.
So I was surprised the same over there.
It’s been a few days since everything collapsed, but I still couldn’t accept the reality.
After school, when I was about to go home, Mr. Masuda, who had a small bouquet in his hand, beckoned in the hallway.
Even if it’s a chore, I don’t want to meet him now.
“The principal was hospitalized with an appendix”
“Well, is that so?”
“The surgery has been completed successfully and I am hospitalized.”
“Oh, I’m glad.”
Mr. Masuda said so far and put out his smartphone to display the location of the hospital. It was a hospital near here.
“I want you to go to see me before you go home.”
“First of all, the principal likes you!”
“Secondly, the principal is sloppy !!”
“If you understand, please bring this flower and cheer it up.”
Mr. Masuda forcibly pushed the bouquet against Mr. Sakura.
“Well, isn’t the teacher going?”
“Of course I’ll go! I think I’ll go … I’m busy today!”
I think I had pretty white eyes.
Mr. Masuda escaped from Stacola by saying “I asked” to escape the pursuit.
It was left there with Mr. Sakura and the flowers of sympathy.
I glanced at it, but it was imposing and I still didn’t even look at it. He was the usual cool, calm, and noble girl who rejected girls.
Even now that I know it clearly, it still doesn’t look like the person I liked. There is only a sense of discomfort as if I was caught in some big deception.
It’s kind of crazy.
Sakura shouldn’t be too different from the story. Isn’t this person just a lie? It’s completely different from Nekura-kun. It’s also annoying that the flowers in my hand look good in vain.
I turned around and put out my tongue.
His expression collapsed a little, so I made a small relief. But the anger and embarrassment of my belly doesn’t go away.
I took the bouquet from Sakura’s hand and quickly returned to my seat and picked up my bag. I just lose it.
It’s also embarrassing to tell the truth.
I couldn’t see the face because I was ashamed that someone who didn’t know everything about that kind of thing I said to Nekura and that kind of thing I said to Sakura.
Speaking of each other, they are each other.
He came as he was changing his shoes in the shoe box. Do not look at it and quickly exit the doorway.
Sakura calls me when I walk out of the school gate and walk in a hurry.
When I turned around angry, Sakura, who had stopped at the corner, said, “This is the road.”
This time I walked a little behind him. I’m frustrated and kick the stone. The stone fell into the drain. I glared at Sakura’s well-positioned back.
“I’m not lying”
“Because of my friends”
“I wasn’t there at that time … I wonder if it’s over here.”
Sakura doesn’t get angry even if he hits his anger as hard as he can. It’s surprising that Sakura is cool and has a hard guard, but it’s no wonder that Nekura is mild and unpopular.
“Oh, there was a road. Mr. Saionji”
“… Isn’t it popular?”
He replies to the voice hitting his back while checking the map on his smartphone.
“You know my personality … I’m surrounded by girls and I don’t know what to talk about, I can hit a safe aizuchi … but I always didn’t know what to do. I refused everything because I was afraid that my personality would be lost. “
I don’t understand that. I thought Nekura was a less popular person. I’m really angry.
“You’ll get used to it for years!”
“I wasn’t used to it … it got worse.”
Somehow, I’m weak. I am amazed and can’t say anything.
I look up at the sky and spill my thoughts.
“Ah, I didn’t see my face at that time.”
Even though it was something I did, I was surprised. There is almost no reaction from Mr. Sakura to that of soliloquy.
“If I didn’t see it, I was still flirting with Nekura by this time …”
“Oh, with me?”
“But it’s me …”
“That’s right, but it’s different!”
Also, walk around. I saw something that looked like a hospital at my destination.
“Oh, that hospital.”
Sakura turns around, says that much, and looks forward again. I glared at that back.
“Return my favorite Nekura!”
“I want to meet Nekura!”
Sakura hid her face with one hand. My ears are red.
“It’s not about Sakura!”
“But it’s me …!”
“Wow! But it’s different!”
I arrived at the hospital, but the principal was taking a nap. Moreover, I just fell asleep.
I left the flowers to the principal’s wife and went out in less than five minutes.