Love Comes After Learning

As if on the edge of a cliff that was about to fall, a vine was presented in front of him.

As long as there is still a glimmer of hope that can be saved, I don't want to give up.

No need to blame yourself, no need to be in a daze, no need to comfort, no need to feel inferior.

My mood or whatever, it doesn't matter at all.

Now, just one thought is enough.

——To restore everyone's smile, no matter what.

If there is still something you can do, try to do it until the last moment.

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Clover wiped her eyes, her eyes were red, and she looked at Asada seriously.

The usual smile of vitality has been replaced by a certain aura of breaking the boat - her will has never been firmer, as if she would spontaneously ignite at any time, pure flames danced in her dim blue eyes.

After Asada made sure that she was cheered up temporarily, he began to assign tasks to everyone; as if every second counted, his speaking speed was very urgent.

After talking to the four people in front of him and letting them start to perform their respective tasks, he turned to Yotsuba who had been waiting for a long time, but with a dignified expression and didn't say a word.

"Four leaves..." He thought for a few seconds, and said seriously to her, "Don't restrict any methods, let everyone gather in the open space in front of the campfire obediently, just like kindergarten students who are going to listen to bedtime stories, this is you task."

"I know... eh?! Kindergarten student?" Clover blinked, her face full of bewilderment.

"I don't have time to talk too much about the specific method. I have to leave quickly. They can't delay it for too long." Asada frowned, as if he was also troubled by this, "But this matter, I believe only You can do your best, so I can only leave it to you."

Clover shook her head crazily: "No, no, I don't know what to do! If I screw up again..."

Asada answered quickly.

"Then I'll tell you a spell that never messes up."

"!?" Clover suddenly opened her eyes wide, looking unbelievable and excited.

Asada looked at her and smiled.

“‘Please do me a favor, everyone’ — that’s the way to go.

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"Please everyone..."

Clover muttered and repeated, as if this was really a reassuring spell, her tense body gradually relaxed.

However, her heart was beating violently just the opposite.

Asada just nodded.

"That's it. Of course, what to do depends on your intuition. My method may not be as useful as what you really want to do..."

Asada looked at the path leading to the lake in the forest. Instead of rushing, he suddenly began to do warm-up exercises, and spoke as if chatting.

"Thinking about it this way, in fact, we are often doing useless work..."

"No matter how much hope we hold, there are always things that we can't achieve with hard work. Accidents and reality always block our dreams. How far can we achieve what we want? No one will answer this question for us. "

He spoke calmly.

"So, don't ask, it's just a waste of time. Didn't the exam give you a chance to raise your hand and ask the teacher?"

"Just like studying, even if it is not obvious, there are still things that can be obtained during the hard work. As for whether the score will be messed up, it is better to wait until the exam is over before worrying about such things."

Asada leaned over, and as soon as he pushed his toes hard, he ran towards the grove.

"So, Arrivederci! (Italian: Goodbye)"

The voice fell, and the person was gone. His strange figure running with all his might, was completely engulfed by the dark woods under the surprised eyes of other students.

"..."

Clover tilted her head slightly, blinked her eyes, and stared at his disappearing back.

So this is... an encouragement for me not to have any burdens, to do whatever I want?

But, didn't he just say something similar to the meaning before...

Although what you say is cool and reasonable, yes, but if you hear this kind of thing a lot, you won’t be too moved, and it’s easy to get bored, Asada-san...

Language is the skill to convey the mind. When the mind can be conveyed through the eyes, no matter how much you speak, it is just a cover-up.

Especially the last sentence, doesn't Asada-san know?Her English level can only understand the words hello, thank you, goodbye, and Henshin...

Thinking of it this way, an unbelievable weight settled in my heart.

"...Next, let's do this."

Thanks to his reminder, Clover has figured out what she can do now.

The grayness receded, and her blue eyes sparkled again. She clenched her fists, exhaled forcefully, and then pursed her lips tightly.

Then, he turned to face the students and teachers who had already gathered.

Asada-san left in an emergency, and the sisters were not by her side to complete their tasks.

With his back to the incomplete bonfire, under the eyes of everyone, he was the only one alone.

In front of her, there were many faces she was familiar with, and her curious and puzzled eyes focused on herself.

None of them had the same smiles on their faces.

"The bonfire is down, why is Clover sauce alone..."

——She won't be scared because everyone is looking at her.

"Where are the rest of the committee? Weren't all here just now..."

——She will not be afraid because the conversation around her is becoming more and more chaotic.

"Just ran away like this? Tsk, it's too bad, it's a pity that the good forest school has turned into this..."

——She can't be intimidated by a momentary bad review.

The already firm consciousness is shining in my mind, like an expensive gold signboard.

(Nah, can I do it?)

(It can't be done.)

——Correct answer.

Nakano Yotsuba is actually nothing.

Not a hero, not a bonfire, not a loser, not Kamen Rider or Pretty Cure.

She is just an ordinary person who is in trouble and doesn't know what to do.

She wants to see everyone's smiles.

But she can't do anything alone.

So, we need everyone's help.

Clover closed her eyes, puffed out her chest, and took a deep breath.

The others looked at her curiously, and the voice of discussion gradually became quieter.

Then, she yelled at the crowd in an unprecedentedly loud voice.

"Everyone--!!"

The powerful shout spread throughout the square, penetrated into everyone's ears, and resounded through the dark night.

All voices other than her were silenced, and the world was completely silent at this moment, only her slightly nervous breathing remained.

"..."

Countless pairs of eyes looked at her in amazement, and there was no sound everywhere, which just created a stage suitable for her to make a declaration.

Clover bent down heavily, and spoke word by word, earnestly and sincerely, as if risking her life.

"I, Nakano Yotsuba—I want to ask everyone, do me a favor!!"

She shouted out all the air in her lungs, as if blown up by a strong wind, the trees suddenly swayed the branches and leaves, and the mountain reverberated with the sound of her doing her best, and her short pink hair was flying in a mess.

"I know it's cheeky to say that, but once is enough! Only once is enough, please listen to my wish! Please everyone!!"

After speaking, she felt the pain of her chest being squeezed and ignited after her lungs were deprived of oxygen.

She couldn't make a sound, but she didn't dare to breathe.

Because now, the crowd is still silent, no one responds, and the suffocating atmosphere permeates everywhere.

The silence seemed to turn into spikes, piercing through the eardrums into her mind, making every cell in her body tremble.

It's so scary... It turns out that asking others is such a terrible thing...

It turns out that confessing one's wishes is such a daunting thing...

There was a voice of escape in my heart, and my chest was throbbing and tightening.

But she was still standing there, her waist bent at ninety degrees, and the rabbit ear headband was also bowing down; she was as thin and slender as a four-leaf clover, but standing quietly in front of the campfire, she had a kind of An aura as immovable as a mountain.

She didn't speak, she clenched her fists tightly, lowered her head and closed her eyes, her lips were pursed until they turned white.

I don't know how long it took before a voice finally sounded from the crowd.

"Who are you..."

boom!

It is not known who was knocked down, but no one paid any attention.

The first person standing in front of Yotsuba seems to be Ishida, right?She pushed her glasses and spoke flatly.

"Yotsuba, you once helped me move a large stack of textbooks from the library to the classroom."

As if a chain reaction had been triggered, Inoue beside her also followed suit.

"Yeah, Clover, you also helped me find the most important hairpin."

Then, the sound began to increase.

Kurosaki: "When I was injured, Yotsuba helped me to the health room."

Chadu: "She helped me carry the sandbag."