Ordinary I and Extraordinary Them

What made her so grumpy.

It's supposed to be just a hand attached to the neck, but it's cold and it's actually cut off, or it's powerful enough to illuminate it that way.

If you turn your back on your body without thinking about its force, the warmth will be slightly transmitted across your uniform.

But more than that, the temperature of the body drops.

In me, she's already positioned as a weird person, but the Ice Queen is alive and well.

Frozen eyes, voices, the atmosphere tells the story.

"That sounded like a lot of fun."

"... does this look like fun?

If so, that's a big mistake.

Childhood training continues to be spoken to by students next door, and there is no one around them.

I just feel the difference between people's expectations and their ability to communicate from time to time.

In that emotion, the emotion of fun doesn't even feel fine dust.

She turned her gaze up and said emphatically.

"Oh, really? Did you set your hair up and think I wouldn't miss your change?

……

... I thought.

Neither Maple nor Shizukuishi have a set that stands out openly and rapidly.

It's plain but neat enough.

So, normally, it's not a level of special concern to be seen.

The moment she saw me, I was rather surprised to notice that.

I even notice minor changes and they don't miss me.

It is a good place and a bad place for Kirasaka pity.

You become sensitive to changes in people, which is why you instantly realize what people have been talking to you about with.

Lower hearts and interests, youth-specific factional strife.

Looks good, I want to keep all the girls students around me whose houses are rich.

Isn't it because you wanted to escape such a troublesome relationship that you created her building a wall between you and your current students?

And, well, the story is completely out of line, but its beautiful slopes stand behind it.

Nevertheless, is it not too much of an observation?

It's a reaction like you know I didn't do.

Rather, I wonder where it was observed from.

"Where have you been from?"

"From your house."

"Don't take it for granted..."

I couldn't see such a shadow, anywhere.

Like before, I wanted to stop in front of the house or something, and Shizuku and Maple aren't showing the sleigh I'm aware of.

Looking back just a few moments ago, Kirasaka draws her hand from her neck and lines her body next to her.

"Besides, she did it this time."

"To her?... you mean Shizuku?

Kirasaka had a rarely regrettable, resentful look to Shizuku.

That's unexpected, but I also feel like a child her age, I guess, because she's been acting like a bunch of kids from time to time.

―――

Surrounded by students, Shizukuishi cleverly replied to everyone while still showing her proud face.

Exactly, Doya face.

I don't know what the two of you were arguing about, but it's only obvious from the flow of action that I have something to do with it, too.

But getting into the conversation can get you into some trouble.

Step into the back of your chest with your desire to hear.

To a crowd of students, two men and women walking a little behind them.

It's a funny sight in the morning, but nobody cares.

Because it can even be said to be a tradition of our school, which has been going on from time to time.

Perhaps elsewhere, Yudo, surrounded by female students, is walking alone on the road to school from where.

Non-rear fillings must be watching it and eating their teeth and weeping.

If I saw the crime scene, I'd be in the mood for one of the drop kicks.

In a similar position to Shizukuishi, Kirasaka has no enclosure.

Proof above all that I can walk next door.

Though there are some students who are gazing at Hirosaka, there is not one student who approaches them.

I questioned that, and when I was comparing them to what was different, I noticed Beautiful Lusaka on that.

"Oh, you know... because I don't do anything as conspicuous as that kid"

"... the existence itself stands out."

I'm not sick of looking.

No, it does have a lot to do with how it looks, but the atmosphere that's emanating from her, aura, and then... the atmosphere.

While I deplore my lack of vocabulary, no one will be able to get close because of the atmosphere.

Build a wall on someone else, a cold gaze that just tells you to stay away from me keeps no one close.

"It's hard to be fooled by appearances, or to be approached by emotions that you just want to talk to because you don't know what people really are."

"Oh... I kind of find that convincing when you say it"

That sounds like a lot of people.

Luckily, she doesn't see me that way.

Daimyo, you'll be the subject of observation.

One of the entertainment, fun toys.

"That's right, you must be photographing today, right? Stand still a little longer."

"Aye."

One back, slapped and your spine stretches.

This morning, I've just been cautioned to hold on.

Gradually, I feel like I don't like taking pictures.

I wish the school was closed today, only such pale expectations come to mind.

Beautiful slopes walking next to me in heavier footsteps.

It follows without going ahead or behind.

Looks like my wife a long time ago.

He follows me on foot behind him with pittance.

Not a bad thing, but I'd rather you stay ahead of me.

I don't like walking or living to be able to fit.

Because I think somewhere in my head, even if I'm not told, that I can't fit them in with my abilities.

Without reacting (no), only the facts get stuck.

Because if the simple specs are too different, it's the moment when you become aware -.