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The girl trotted to Jinguji Yue and took a breath.

"Where's the tie?"

"Borrowed by Sheep Palace."

"What a shame." She made a regretful sound.

"The president also drew a tie?"

"no."

Jingujizuki showed a blank expression.

In front of him, Hoshino Mori Hoshino bent his soft waist, pressed the palm of his left hand on his white knees, stretched out his right arm, and spread his palm in front of him.

The long azure hair tied into a ponytail hangs down from the back to the neck. The unique smell of a girl comes from her body, as well as the sound that seems to be soaked in honey. It is so sweet that it makes people have beautiful hallucinations.

It's like Mr. Bear in spring, giving him a four-leaf clover that symbolizes luck, and happily inviting him to play together.

"Hey, lend it to me."

In reality, there is no Mr. Bear rolling down the hill, only a beautiful girl with a gentle face.

Whether it was the wind or the shouts around him, it was full of enthusiasm, and the youth that had nothing to do with being a boy was suddenly cut off.

These were things that had nothing to do with him and could not bring him any positive emotions other than curling up in the sun.

Jingujizuki admitted that he deliberately avoided those things.

Repeating the same thing every day, following the same routine as yesterday, if you can avoid violent joy, naturally there will be no great sadness to visit.

but……

"Lend it to me, okay?" she said.

"But my tie is already..."

"It's not a tie."

Jingujizuki became increasingly confused and at a loss.

It wasn't that she was confused by her behavior at this time, but that Hoshino Mori Hoshino looked at him expectantly, and felt puzzled from the bottom of her heart.

What is this person looking for in himself?

Do you want him to pay for his past actions?

Do you want him to atone for his sins, make him feel guilty, or do you want him to never forget her crying expression for a long time?

If so...

No, Jinguji Tsuki should know better than anyone else that Hoshino Mori Hoshino is not that kind of person.

How could a girl who would tell him not to trap her in the past have such thoughts?

"Didn't I say, let's enjoy the sports festival together, Jinguji-san, today...

"I never laughed once."

Her face was getting closer and closer to his, and Jinguji Yue could see the crystal beads of sweat dripping on the ground from the tips of his hair.

The transparent sweat beads reflected an embarrassed and decadent face. Did he actually have that expression now?

Touched by her eyes and voice, the young man couldn't help but ask: "Sports Festival, are you really so happy?

"But I can't feel it at all. I probably can't fully understand the president's mood."

Jinguji Yue doesn't hate the sports festival. If he scored it in his mind, it would be about 75 points. His daily campus life would also be 75 points.

Overall, not much different.

The meaning of no difference often symbolizes dispensability.

Hearing the boy's words, Hoshino Mori Hoshino did not answer him, nor did he self-righteously talk about youth, but quietly talked about other things.

"As for me, I'm not good at sports. I'm probably the slowest girl in the class. I'm always the last one to finish running. My temporary goal is to become the second-slowest girl in the class during my high school career.

“But in that case, someone else will become the last one, which is a very pitiful and embarrassing thing, so after thinking about it, I’d better be the last one myself.

"Of course I'm not good at volleyball, because it's just like that. When the ball flies so fast, I can't help but close my eyes. I'm a person who doesn't even dare to open my eyes when I'm holding my breath while diving."

Is this something to be proud of?

he thinks.

“But, even so, I would never pretend to be sick and miss a physical education class, let alone miss the last sports festival of my high school career.

"You know, this is the last time in my life where I can wear a high school uniform.

"Even if I can still wear the uniform in the future, I am no longer a real JK in active duty, just a pure cosplayer. When I think about this, I feel sad but at the same time I am full of motivation."

"So... for me, the sports festival is very happy, even if I am ranked bottom, I am very happy.

"And I also want to tell you, I want to tell my lovely junior, and let you know my happiness.

"So, lend it to me...

"your smile."

Looking at that white and soft hand, a hand suitable for playing the piano and painting, with long fingers and neat and clean nails.

The boy's words seemed to be stuck in his throat, as if any response that required words could not describe his mood at the moment.

So, is all that is left to do is reach out and respond to her?

He slowly raised his hand, and the moment he was about to touch the girl's fingertips, the gentle smile on Hoshino Mori Hoshino's face in front of him turned into a face of despair and crying without any warning.

Her heart-wrenching cries echoed in his ears, and Jinguji Yue's body stiffened for an instant.

Sure enough, forget it.

The light in the young man's eyes dimmed quietly, and he retracted the hand he tried to reach out...

The hand was squeezed tightly without hesitation.

In front of me, this person.

In the young man's mind, her cries and her desperate expression dispersed like a pack of wolves driven away by a campfire.

Why...this person can always smile unscrupulously. Jinguji Yue doesn't think there are so many happy things in this world.

Or should you say that you should smile even when you are unhappy?

Isn't that just a simple idiot?

Tsuki Jinguji is not sensitive to being an idiot.

But he couldn't call the girl in front of him an idiot. If someone now claimed that the student council president was an incurable idiot, Jinguji Yue would not have the confidence to suppress his anger.

After thinking about it, I just feel that the emotions in my heart are like the lake water stirred by the oars, and there is no peace.

"President, you are such a mess." The young man sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Ah! Can I take this as a compliment?"

Jingujizuki couldn't make a sound. He only felt a heat in his chest, causing his face and palms to keep heating up.

The sound of his heart beating was really annoying. He had never thought that his heart could beat so fast, as if someone was using his heart as a key to play the song "Heisa Pirate" violently.

The sound of wind, shouts, and passionate youth.

Like paint flying into the sink, it spread out unstoppably, dyeing everything around the boy in colorful colors.

Pulled by the girl in front of her, she ran towards the playground and became the last person in the borrowed object walking race. Enjoying the sounds of ridicule or encouragement from the surroundings, they ran together towards the finish line that had already been broken.

When they crossed the finish line, the crowd burst into loud applause, symbolizing the complete end of today's sports festival.

The girl's breath was disordered and she was breathing heavily. She still held the boy's hand and raised the note with her other hand:

【Juniors】

The moment he saw the answer, the young man breathed a sigh of relief.

I was almost, almost... I was going to be bewitched by this person.

Suddenly thinking of something, Jinguji Yue turned around to look for his childhood sweetheart.

He didn't see her figure when she crossed the finish line, thinking in his mind whether she won the No. 1 spot in the Borrowed Object Walking Race.

"Huha... ha... damn... damn! I have worked so hard... and yet I am in last place again! Ha... ha..."

Hoshino Mori Hoshino wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the mountains on his chest were undulating violently. Jinguji Yue felt that this thing would affect running to some extent, but if he said it, it would become sexual harassment, so he would not ask for trouble.

"It's all my fault for these breasts. If it weren't for them, I would definitely beat Sakurakoji-senpai."

The student council president immediately made violent remarks. Jinguji Yue was stunned when she heard the words, doubting whether she could hear her own voice.

"Puha..."

Unable to help but laugh, Jinguji Yue immediately covered his mouth.

Obviously, it was too late.

"Eh? What? Is it so funny that I lost?"

"I didn't laugh."

"Liar, I clearly heard it. How dare you embarrass yourself with such a low-level lie?"

Jingujizuki didn't want to continue to argue with her on this topic, but unexpectedly, he was in a particularly relaxed mood at the moment, as if all the gloominess of the whole day had been swept away.

Taking a deep breath, the young man smiled slightly and said softly:

"...Thank you, President."

"Oh, oh, oh? What are you thanking me for? I don't remember doing anything worthy of being thanked by my strict junior fellow students. If you don't say it, I can't figure out why I'm being thanked." Hoshino Mori Hoshino He immediately narrowed his narrow eyes and spoke in a cunning voice.

"President, your personality is unexpectedly bad."

"I can't pretend I didn't hear this. Who doesn't know that the student council president is synonymous with a beautiful person and a kind heart?"

"Yes~"

"You are perfunctory again."

"No, I'm serious. Thank you, President. I'm very happy today."

Seeing the boy's smile, Hoshino Mori Hoshino stared at him for a long time and also showed a gentle smile.