100 Things I Don't Know About My Senior

"Good Morning"

"Whoa."

Even today, the cold wind smudges me.

Junior had a checkered muffler wrapped around her.

"Sounds warm, it"

"Oh, have you noticed? It's warm."

I'm gonna take my hand to my neck, and I'm gonna make an appeal to you.

My hair swayed with me, and I often saw them fluffy.

Cutting the fall air, the train came.

As usual, in the usual place, facing each other as usual.

"Ha wow..."

It's warm because it's only a little heated inside and people are on it quite a bit.

I just woke up in the morning and when exposed to warm air, it feels like I'm back in the futon. If you put it in a nutshell, you'll get sleepy. I just had breakfast, so it's not empty in my stomach either.

"Are you sleepy?

"You don't have a sleepy day in the morning."

"I slept yesterday at 10: 00. I'm not sleepy at all."

"Well, that's flattering."

Last night, what were you doing?

Review the school, watch Twitter, watch the web novel... I don't know, by the time I went to bed, the date had changed. Shouldn't I because I'm doing this?

"Well, then, Sempa." Today's Question. "

"Is that it again? The Blistering Series."

"Yes, let's make it emerge. It's a campaign"

Lately, it was a bit about asking too many "deep" questions.

I don't give a shit about being stepped in, and that's what juniors do. I just feel like something's different.

So, when I thought about how it was originally, I came to the conclusion that I might have asked some superficial questions and picked up something like the essence from that answer, something I really wanted to hear.

So it started (from yesterday) and the second question in the campaign to emerge was this:

"Senpai, what kind of pen do you use?

"Pen Pineapple"

"Apple pen... not"

In fact, Apple Pencil is getting a little craving from watching CM and stuff.

Exactly. I can't bring my iPad to high school classes. And it's expensive because you can't use it unless it's an iPad Pro.

"Is a pineapple pen commercialized?"

"It looks so heavy, doesn't it?"

"It smells good"

"The leaves are going to tickle"

"Indeed."

I missed the point.

"So, a writing device? Um. That. Kurtoga, Kurtoga."

It is a Mitsubishi pencil launched, "core turns and keeps toggling" sharp pencil.

When writing, when the tip of the pen touches the paper, its brush pressure makes the orange gear spin. In short, the sheer core will turn for each painting.

Before I met this, or when I was using a pencil, it was tough. Anyway, if you leave it alone, the letters will naturally thicken. I won't do it if I have to read it later. That's every three paintings, he was switching pencils and spinning them. The world's products are great because it can be done automatically.

"Uh, is that it? I can't do that."

"Because the grip is hard?

One of the things about Kurtoga that can be described as a weekpoint is the grip.

I don't know if it's from reduced expenses or design ideas, but the most common Kurtoga doesn't have a grip on the rubber. It's got a rubber ring on it, but it's got a bumpy plastic where it's held. There are quite a few people who don't like this. I don't hate it.

"Better than that, the tip of the pen braces a little"

"Uh, there's nothing I can do about that"

Kurtoga is more than just using brush pressure when the core turns. Anyway, the tip of the pen just braces a little.

Well, I have no choice. Nevertheless, because of this, I decided to take out my favorite partner and show him.

Out of the blue pencil case, and this... Hmm, I've been using this for about 4 1/2 years because it's from the middle 1, I pull out the watery kurtoga. But you really like blue.

"This."

"What?"

Look at the sharpen on my hand, junior surprises me.

"What color was it, this?"

"You'll see."

"No, I don't know. I've never seen it before, such a transparent (...) sharpen"

Yes. My partner, who had been gripping me (an honorary student enough to be student chairman) for four years, peeled off the paint on the surface a little bit, and the part of the axis was no longer just a transparent plastic cylinder.

For once, there is little scrubbing with the hands, and there is still water paint around the clip.

"Well, now I'm trying to take my notebook every day."

"How long have you been using this?"

"About four and a half years"

"You're a sophomore, aren't you from the beginning of middle school"

"Well, yeah."

If I used it with attachment, I think that would be about it.

"So," A Question of the Day "from me, too. What kind of sharpen do you use, junior?

I purposefully said it was a writing device, but it's been a sweet read lately.

"I hardly use Sharpen."

"What?"

Sempa, but blink with the pussy.

"You mean just a color pen? Oh, well, you don't use notebooks."

You seem to remember.

"Textbooks are hard to write about when they're sharpened."

"I know."

"So it's just a ballpoint pen. I use Sarasa or something. Orange, red, blue, pink."

If you don't carry a sharpener, you don't have to put erasers in it, so the pencil case is refreshing.

"Where's Sarasa, the company"

"Aren't you a pilot?

Remove from the bag and check.

"It was ZEBRA"

"Chipmunks."

"Isn't it three diamonds full?"

"This one looks stronger, doesn't it?

"Chipmunks are bigger."

"Uh..."

Sure, it would be a ballpoint pen operation if I were to write in the main textbook. I also use red pens when writing to mark textbooks.

"Hey, by the way. Besides, can I ask you a question?

Heard so much, a little prank sprouted up in me. Mean question, you can say.

"Oh, what is it?"

"Junior, what are you writing the diary for?

No way, I'm writing the full text in a color pen. He said it was handwritten.

When you heard my question, Junior exhaled one big time.

"You know what? Shen Pai"

"Yeah."

"That's cowardice"

Pull up the muffler, cover your mouth (bruise), and the junior replies with a top-down.

Even if I could just see you like that, it would be worth asking such a question.

"Well, that, 'deep'... isn't it? Yes. Anyway, it's sloppy."

"I'm sorry, I gripped my weakness."

"Really. But..."

She stretches her back, on a rocking train, whispers to me.

"If you're so interested, you can tell me."

So that's what makes you sloppier. Not at all.

"Yes, yes, I'm interested. So interested."

So, without being able to say the front cut, it becomes a bit of a tear up thing.

"What is it? Well, fine. Let me tell you something."

Ooh.

"It's a sharpen I used to buy. It's cheap."

Oh, whoa.

"Hey, was it that much? This?

Finally, the fever on my face subsided. Seems like Sempa has clapped it out.

No, but. I'm so glad this isn't a "question of the day".

Because...

The sharpener, the seal on the heart mark, has a scattered decor.

You can't make this weakness any bigger.