Ordinary I and Extraordinary Them

What is a date?

It is an important event in boys' high school and will undoubtedly be the theme of eternity.

Especially from a student who's having high school without her, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it's the most important event.

It's a wasteful and expensive event to dine and give gifts for self-satisfaction that wants to look stylish, moody and hairstyle in vain and cool and dependable even in the students' limited financial situation.

Instead, don't you only spend money? What an event that even comes to mind.

I mean, if there's an answer to be derived from my thoughts, wouldn't it be safer and more secure to play games and read alone at home, financially and mentally?

And that was the word I voyed on the maple just before I left the house.

"That's how my brother says it when he's just before he goes out... giving up is key too, right?

"Giving up is key, but sometimes it's also necessary..."

Maple forces me to stand on the couch when I'm stubborn.

I wonder why.

Until the day before or before, I should have given up and tried to relax myself, but just before I left home like this, my legs get heavy as lead.

The body seems to be having a rejection reaction.

But I have to go more than I promised.

I exchange meaningless words with my sister's maple counterpart while tying a shoelace (knuckle strap) in the front door.

The current time is 9: 30 on Saturday.

The meeting time is set at 10 a.m.

We met at an exquisite time, not too soon and not too late, but the place was indescribable.

The place is the intersection of a residential neighborhood far from a dating classic.

It's usually where students meet up a lot when they go to school.

In Kirasaka House and Makoto House, this intersection becomes just a branch.

If it's a regular meeting, it's the best choice, but I have myself wondering what it's like to be in this one.

Originally, it may be the role of a man to escort, but this time the originator was asked to leave it all to Hirosaka, so he was sweet and at your disposal.

"Then don't follow a woman you don't know when she calls you. Then I promise to have dinner at home, so be sure to go home before dark... okay?

"Am I your child..."

Answer the maple, which describes precautions as slurred, as if it were an overprotective mother, with a nod half-witted.

My sister would know best that I'm not the type to play and fall in love until night.

I handed him a small crossbody backpack and gently stroked the maple head I was dropping off before opening the door.

It wasn't even sunny, but the weather didn't seem to be a problem.

"Well, I'll be there"

"Come on, brother."

It's like a newlywed couple's attendance scene, but they're brothers.

Don't make a mistake.

When I go outside, I get a slightly chilly breeze.

Even if I say summer is near, temperatures are still precarious.

Every few days or so there are days when the temperature becomes as moderate as it is today.

Rather, the shirt alone feels cold enough.

Winter than summer, I feel the best temperature for me more autumnal than spring.

It would be fortunate to be out on a cool day.

I've only walked out of the house for a few seconds, but I raise my gaze just a little bit.

At the end of the line of sight is the Kanzaki family, home to the childhood familiar Shizuku.

The upstairs window, the place that touched Shizuku's room, was completely curtained.

Shizukuishi is always closed when she goes out, so I guess she's already out of the house.

Talk about Yudo, he's going to tail you that won't tail you.

Are you already watching me walk out of some shadow?

I look around a few times, but there are no suspicious figures.

I've been looking for it, and I don't even expect to see it, just in case.

But every time I think, is it hotter than urban summer?

Every time I see footage of Bill lining up over TV, I wonder.

If you think only in terms of saying it's easy to spend, you may have been born in a better place than in the city.

For that matter, there are no large entertainment facilities and small populations, so events inevitably become small.

But only a fireworks show that takes place during the summer vacation attracts a lot of visitors every year.

An advertisement informing the event had already been placed on a residential pole.

Instead, that's all they stick to.

"Fireworks... I'll be on summer break soon."

I saw the date and time written under the ad and squealed so.

Almost a month, to say the least.

But if you change your mind, you have less than a month.

Walking around reconfirming that more than half of the year had already ended, he arrived at the intersection where he was meeting with Kirasaka.

If it is a weekday, there are few people who are commuting to school and a little crowded, if it is a holiday.

From that, it was an easy task to find a woman who would gather gaze from around the moment.

At a glance.

Only she obviously creates (possibly) a different atmosphere than around her.

As I approached her, I noticed this one, Beautiful Lusaka, walking over.

"Good morning, Makoto, it's a good idea to bring extra time for the rendezvous."

"How many minutes have you been here... well, what, good morning"

What an embarrassing conversation.

For some reason it turned out to be a poorly toothed greeting even though it was just about saying good morning.

I didn't know it was so embarrassing to use unfamiliar conversations as heterosexuals...

Once I take my gaze off of Kirasaka and re-establish my feelings with mental reset tactics, I confirm her appearance once now.

Beautiful Luosaka, wearing a slightly darker red sweater on her denim, tipped her little neck by checking her outfit to see if she noticed my gaze.

"Is something wrong?

"No, I'm surprised it's normal."

It's not what I could have said about just weaving a jacket on my jeans, but it's an honest feeling that it's a normal outfit for her.

"I can't help but wear fancy clothes to go out with you, can I?

……

Excuse me, I'm the one who's going out.

I mean, if it wasn't for me, would you have come dressed for real?

Assuming that's the case, we have to ask about the standard of serious clothing.

Worst case scenario, it could even surface the possibility of flipping straight home...

Oh, my God, you know my mood for thinking, Kirasaka kept talking to me all the time with supplements when I smiled.

"Clothes are just decorations, they're fine as usual when you're about me."

"How overconfident is this woman... I don't think she's the line of someone who came to my house wearing a dress on holiday"

"That's a play, let's go more than that, shall we? Time is finite."

What a luxury it is to play with a lady.

The hell, it boils down to me wanting to ask how much that dress is for, but from what I've heard, I just deplore the difference in economic power.

Next door, shake off Beautiful Luosaka, who has naturally put his arms together, in a familiar motion.

Avoidance skills honed for having a good sister are higher than the rear charging boys around there.

It's close and hot to say how low the temperature is... and most importantly, my gaze hurts.

It's not a good idea to allow that to happen.

I give a voice to Beautiful Lusaka, who gave me a slightly dissatisfied look, at a natural distance.

"So, where are we going at first? I'm telling you, my wallet isn't luxuriously moist enough."

"I wonder what you think the date is... well, don't worry, I'll be experiencing the True Package course today"

What, that course...

Aren't you getting worried about what's going on?

It was a moment when I saw Beautiful Lusaka, who started walking with a gentle nose twist, with an exasperation and a slight chill in her words.