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"Love?"

"Those two people like each other."

"Huh? But they are all girls, right?"

Classmate Yang Gong glanced at me lightly. I can’t tell what kind of look that was, but I just felt embarrassed and itchy my whole body.

"Are Tokyo people so old-fashioned? It's very common in Kansai."

"No, no, no, although I have never been in Kansai, it must not be like that!"

If you accidentally make a complaint, when chatting with Ayomiya-san, someone will always become a commentator. Usually Jinguji-san takes on this role.

"But why?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's proof that they like each other."

"The entire music club members said so. It seems that only two people involved don't know that the other party likes them, and they are already worried to death for them."

Isn’t this a romantic comedy?

"So, after learning the truth, Jinguji-san agreed to the music club's request?

"If that's the case, I have to criticize him. The cultural festival is not such a child's play. It's too unfair to other societies."

"Hmm... That's why the senior went to ask in person and obtained the consent of all clubs before revising the performance list again.

"Senior, can you imagine that Jinguji-senpai, who usually finds it difficult to even say a word, lowered his head to please the angry club seniors? We almost thought he had fallen in love with a girl from the music club. That’s why I did this.”

"After all, I am Jinguji-san, so it is really possible to do this."

I pinched my chin and nodded, but I really couldn't imagine the scene where that Jinguji classmate lowered his head to beg someone.

"But after he obtained the consent of all societies, we asked him why he did this..."

I couldn't help but prick up my ears, and really wanted to hear the reason for this, but Yang Gong was silent at this moment, and carefully watched the performance of the wind section on the stage. The passionate and surging movement swept the auditorium where we were. .

It wasn't until the beautiful music suddenly stopped, the auditorium burst into applause, and the girls on the stage hugged each other with tears and laughter, that Yangmiya's voice sounded again.

"All clubs must exert their full strength so that President Hoshino Mori will not be disappointed." She said calmly while applauding the instrumental club.

I was stunned for a few seconds and even forgot to applaud. I really felt ashamed of them.

I imagined his tone when he said this in my mind, which actually caused me to have some vague tinnitus, and it took me a while to calm down.

"You just say some cool things. If you like to be cool so much, why don't you come and tell me face to face." I said this deliberately to make up for the applause.

"Probably, you think it's embarrassing to lower your head and beg for help. Now that you know about such an embarrassing thing, maybe the president and senior sister will use it to laugh at him from time to time."

I closed my eyes and felt that the lights on the stage were too dazzling.

"How can I laugh at him like this? Really..."

……

……

When he came to the back of the stage again, he was discussing something with a few classmates, focusing on giving instructions to the members of other groups through the headset, without noticing my arrival at all.

"The equipment team will check again. The lighting team is in place. The announcer is ready to go on stage. The president is still watching from outside. Don't be embarrassed."

A student saw me when he raised his head and was about to say hello. I made a "shh" gesture and walked towards him softly.

That day, when I saw the diary, I definitely fell into confusion and confusion. Apart from that, what I remember most is the fear that chilled me to the bone.

I am very afraid that I will become a different Hoshino Mori Hoshino, that there are actually two souls living in my body, and that I will give my sincerity at will.

Hesitating, hesitating, struggling, I tried to accept my past self, tried to become the me in my mind, chose to trust my intuition, and chose to believe in him without any reason.

I think my choice is right.

Thanks to "Floating Mayfly" for the tip.

112. Chapter 111 111 Then, the determined culture festival. (

The second day of the cultural festival.

We were forced by Saakura early in the morning to wear bright yellow class shirts, which looked like couple shirts. When we took the train, we always felt like an aunt was staring at our clothes and snickering.

After arriving at school, Saakura and I went our separate ways. She went to class, while I headed to the school auditorium.

With yesterday's experience, today's performance is still very smooth. The stage is the same program as yesterday, and the audience in the audience changes one after another.

After the auditorium performance in the morning, compared to the hectic first day, I could finally relax a little and take time to wander around the cultural festival.

I walked toward the school building along with the crowds of people. There were makeshift stalls everywhere in the school, and the alluring aroma of takoyaki and fried noodles reached my nose.

It's incredible that a mere high school student's cultural festival can create an aroma comparable to that of a summer festival night stall.

I never had such thoughts in the past. I just felt that this kind of festival for fun and enjoyment had nothing to do with me. It was far less comfortable and comfortable than taking a nap alone on the rooftop.

Rather than just hanging out for fun, I almost subconsciously looked at it with the eyes of the organizer.

Which class is the liveliest and which stall has the best food? I want to do market research myself and compare them before I give up.

It's not boring, but rather fun.

Obviously, I have been swallowed up by the atmosphere monster called "Cultural Festival", and now I have no intention of resisting. It is better to say that I hope from the bottom of my heart that this cultural festival can make those who have ignored or excluded me. feel happy.

I know very well that this is not a noble act of repaying evil with kindness. That kind of image really doesn't suit me. I just hope to lighten the burden on that person's shoulders.

In addition, regardless of various external factors, I seem to be immersed in it. This so-called youth is far bigger and more terrifying than I imagined, and it has drawn me into this rose-colored vortex.

Walking into the school building, before going back to class, I first went to Class 1C, where Yang Gongyao was, and unexpectedly there was a long queue. Sure enough, the more clichéd the program, the more popular it is.

At the door of Class 1 Class C's classroom, Kudo was sitting at his desk, seemingly serving as a receptionist.

"Kudou."

"Well, Jinguji-senpai..."

"Why are you sitting here, where are you at the club?"

"With Xiaotiao Yu watching over you, there won't be any problem. The class is on a rotation system. I'll be there later. Where's the senior?"

"Have a rest over there in the auditorium. Let's take a chance to take a look. Where is the Sheep Palace?"

Kudo pointed to the classroom behind him with his thumb: "It's scary in there."

At the back door of the classroom, a pair of girls holding hands came out screaming, and you could even hear the "Jie Jie Jie" laughter of someone inside.

That guy was having so much fun.

I suddenly thought of the drama club's performance yesterday afternoon. I originally thought Kudo would play the male lead himself, but he didn't appear on stage from beginning to end, which made me feel a little incredible.

"Hey, Kudo."

"What's wrong? Senior."

"Why didn't you perform it in person?"

"Eh?"

The junior student looked at me blankly, as if he didn't understand what I meant at all.

"I thought you wanted to act so much that you became the director of the drama department."

Kudo thought for a while before showing a surprised expression: "Senior, I have misunderstood. I didn't join the drama club because I wanted to act. It would be better to say that I don't know anything about acting."

"Well, I know the last bit."

"Senior is too much!"

"But shouldn't acting skills be improved through practice? Although I don't know."

After getting along with Kudo for a long time, I don't think he is a person who is unwilling to put in effort and only talks. On the contrary, I can deeply feel his passion for acting.

In many things, talent may be something that can determine the outcome, but if there is not enough enthusiasm to support it, it is often not possible to persist until the outcome is determined.

Therefore, I think it is very important for a person to be passionate about something, and Kudo has it, which makes me very envious.

"That's what I said, but my future direction is not to act."

"That's it."

"Well, because I have something I want to do in the future."

"What I want to do..."

"Do you mean a dream?" I couldn't help but blurt out.

"Well... it's a bit shameful to have a dream or something. I don't know if this can be called a dream, but for the time being, I will strive for this as a goal."

"What is the target?"

“I want to work behind the scenes in film and television in the future, and I’m currently aiming to get into the National Art University.”

Shy, shy, determined.

When he told his dream, he didn't hesitate at all, and there was a dazzling light in his eyes that a person like me would never be able to show.

Kudo is probably aiming to become a film supervisor, and I can't help but sigh that this mediocre junior actually has big dreams.

Sure enough, judging a book by its cover is the stupidest thing.

Probably, everyone who passes by me every day has their own dream in their heart.

Saakura has it, the president has it, and maybe even Iwasaki, Hanamori-san, and Tsuchiya-san have it.

It's just me, and it's still empty.

Not long after, the short girl trembled her sleeves on both sides, with an unfinished expression on her face, and walked out of the classroom triumphantly. A little sweat oozed from her forehead, blurring the blood on her cheeks.

The little animal wiped away beads of sweat as if it was indispensable.

"Huh... It feels so good, eh? When did the senior come?"

"Just here."

"Hahaha... let us guess, did you come specially to see us?"

"Let's see if you're lazy."