So Ordinary I Want to Be Recognized

This one belongs to...Sawamura-san, handed...not yet.

She was sleeping on the table and couldn't hand it over.

It looks like you didn't have a good rest last night?

So, with the idea of ​​not disturbing the other party, Mizutaka gently placed the composition paper beside her.

However, the size of the table is limited, and if you want to stabilize the paper, you will inevitably have to touch her arm.

Then...

The touch from her arm startled Yinglili slightly.

The next moment, she raised her head in a daze.

then...

That pair of blue eyes immediately met Mizutaka's.

Immediately afterwards, in Mizutaka's sight, these beautiful big eyes went from being dazed, to gradually focusing, and then shrinking instantly...

"Wow!"

Making a cry similar to that of a small animal being startled, Ying Lili's face turned red immediately, she waved her hands wildly, and leaned against the seat behind her all of a sudden.

...It always feels like a pet dog that is scared after waking up.

"Sorry, this is the composition I wrote last week." After Mizutaka apologized softly, he explained the reason for waking her up.

"Ah, oh..." Grabbing the paper on the table and stuffing it into a drawer, the blushing girl quickly lay back on the table.

What's going on here?

I always feel that Sawamura-san's attitude towards me... has become a little strange.

Mizunzuo, who took her performance today into his eyes, was at a loss.

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The second class on Tuesday is...home economics.

The teacher came to the classroom a little earlier and organized the team, ready to go to the home economics classroom.

It seems that this class is about cooking again.

Don't know what to cook this time?

Moreover, the object of this team should still be...

Mizutaku looked in a certain direction.

In the end, all he could see was the swaying ponytail and slightly pink neck.

It's Sawamura-san.

However, just now, was she looking at herself again?

what is the problem?

With such doubts, Mizutaka followed the team to the classroom.

"Students, let's make a matcha cake today!" The home economics teacher stood on the podium and began to write the steps.

After that, it should be the same team formation procedure as the process...

This class has been held for so long, and the students should all have regular teammates.Therefore, before the teacher gave instructions, they first found a table in twos and twos.

Mizutaku also walked over to Eriri, who seemed to be staring at the teacher's movements with ecstasy.

"Sawamura-san."

no response.

Or rather, turn your head slightly to the other side.

"Sawamura-san? This time... let's do it."

The other party seemed to be pretending to be aloof, but fortunately, she nodded slightly.

Mizutaka was getting more and more confused.

Walking to the table that the two of them used frequently, he turned his head and was about to call out to the other party, but he found that at some point, the other party had followed him, but he still turned his face away.

A strange atmosphere permeated between the two.

Was it suddenly... unhappy or hated myself?It doesn't look like it either.

Her performance made Mizutaka think a little bit.

She and herself... that's right!

The boy seemed to remember something.

She seems...has always misunderstood that she likes her.

So, the reason why the other party is pretending to be so cold now is... wanting to draw a line with myself?

probably.