Koizumi Aona walked in, stood on the podium and looked around the classroom, and smiled gently and said, "Everyone has been tanned a lot."

"Run out all day!"

"It's not because of supporting the baseball department!"

"But thanks to training, my weight has dropped."

"Really? Why did I gain weight? My legs are thicker, ah, so sad-"

Koizumi Aona's words were like the wind blowing into the woods, and the leaves immediately made various sounds.

After waiting for a while, she signaled everyone to calm down.

"It's the second semester of high school, and half of my high school life has passed. Everyone must work hard and focus on their studies."

"Yes-" Everyone's emotions have not recovered from the holidays.

"However," Koizumi Aona paused for a moment, "The end of September is a cultural festival, so don't be too nervous."

"yeah--"

"Long live Mr. Koizumi!"

“What should I do this year?”

"I performed a drama last year, so why should it be the maid's turn to coffee this year?"

"Does this happen like this take turns? Also, why is the maid cafe lined up behind the drama?"

"Everyone!" Koizumi Aona smiled and patted her hands. "Although you need to enjoy the cultural festival well, you must also study hard when studying. Adjust this month and strive to completely enter the learning state in October."

"But there is a sports festival in October." said a naughty boy.

"There is a study tour in November." A girl in the class who often plays with boys immediately took it.

“There is camping in December.”

"Last year, it's the beach's turn this year?"

"Go to the beach in December? It's so cold, your face will be blown dry!"

"Saya-chan, Kojima will protect you, hehehe~"

There was laughter in the classroom.

Sha's face was flushed and picked up the pencil case and wanted to hit the female classmate who was making fun of her.

A group of boys besieged the island and patted his shoulder hard.

Toru Watanabe remembered that Ikari Kazuki mentioned in the game chat group during the summer vacation that Kojima and Saya in the class were together while practicing support.

Koizumi Aona is also watching the fun, allowing everyone to vent their excitement about the start of school.

If it were in the past, she would attack the students and let them study hard immediately.

But after being with Toru Watanabe, I am very happy every day, which unknowingly affects the way of education.

"Okay, OK!" She finally calmed down the classroom, "Next to talk about the arrangements. Starting from today, unless there is something wrong in the school, we will leave the class meeting to discuss the arrangements for the cultural festival for the evening."

"Very good!"

"I was uncomfortable today. I originally wanted to go to the infirm to sleep secretly during class. It seems that I have to stay."

"The second week of September," Koizumi Aona continued, "you can decorate the class as much as you want..."

Every time she said something, the class started to stir up for a while.

Toru Watanabe supported his side face with his left hand and turned his automatic pencil with his right hand. His eyes turned lazily toward the blue sky outside the window, and there was a half-written script on the table.

Hot air blew in from the open window, and one corner of the white work paper wanted to make somersault.

Everything that is commonplace in class and after class makes people feel fresh and friendly.

only......

‘Class Yimu, the blackboard is in front, don’t stare at me anymore.’

Although she was suffering from trouble, she still took the initiative to help Aoi Ichiki explain her behavior to Miki Kyujo. Only Takashi Watanabe is such a gentle person.

"There is a limit to boasting about oneself."

"Is the right to think about it?" said Kiyono, who turned his head and treated people harshly and liked to read the heart.

"Watanabe~~" Mihiko Kujo lay on the [pillow], poking his fingers on Toru Watanabe's back.

"What's the matter, Miss?"

"I want to see someone jump from the second floor." She said in a lazy tone, as if she was chatting.

"You have to write the script quickly." Tsuku Watanabe said to himself, turning back and continuing to think about the script.

Yimukui still stared at him secretly.

After class, at the evening class meeting, everyone discussed the cultural festival under the organization of the class monitor.

The first is to select candidates to go to the school anniversary executive committee. Last year, three people from the Human Observation Department stayed there.

"Is there anyone willing?" the squad leader asked with the list and pushed his eyes.

“…” No one answered.

"What about the person who has done this and wants to work?" The female squad leader made a very reasonable proposal.

"Watanabe!" Kōi Shuai raised his hand.

"I remember that Kiyono did it too," said a girl from Class 1 before.

"It seems that the same is true for classmate Jiuzhao." said the first grader in Class 2.

Everyone looked at the corner where Watanabe Takashi was.

Miki Kamikaya pressed her on the legs of Takashi Watanabe's stool.

"Student Watanabe." Kiyono Rin said softly.

What the two of them mean - leave it to you to solve.

Facing the sight of everyone looking forward to it or watching the excitement, Watanabe Toru said naturally:

"I recommend Sanshaoshaya and Kojima."

"oh--"

"Yes! It's just the two of them! It's just them!"

"It's worthy of being Watanabe, this proposal is great!"

Regardless of whether the two of them want to do so or not, the female squad leader has written their names on the list of executive committee members.

Campus bullying is completed - ignoring the two parties involved in Sanshangsha and Kojima, and looking forward to doing something in the work of the executive committee member.

The matter of the executive committee quickly was solved, and the next thing was the activity of Class 4, Grade 2.

This is not something that can be reached so easily, unless the upper class on the light novel campus stands up.

Finally, everyone agreed: discuss from Monday to Thursday, vote, and vote on Friday.

After the evening shift meeting, Tetsu Watanabe and the other two went to the Human Observation Department together.

"This is the first time three people go to the club classroom together," said Toru Watanabe, who was walking in the middle.

"It's not about walking together, it's just a walk." Kiyono Rin, who was so holy that he wanted to purify the air, corrected his statement.

"The statement varies from person to person." Tsuku Watanabe asked her.

"After studying in the liberal arts for four months, can't you even distinguish the depth of the relationship between "together" and "stop the way"?"

"Can't you be with us?" Miki Kyujo pulled Toru Watanabe, walked to the middle by himself, and asked Rin Kiyono with a smile.

"Please don't get too close to me." Kiyono Rin walked to the other side of Watanabe Tsukune.

"So I am the god." said Toru Watanabe, who was standing between the two again.

No one paid attention to him.

"Reason?" Watanabe Tsuku asked and answered himself, "Actually, in order to write a drama, I watched Euripides recently... You should all know who this guy is... In the drama "Hippolytus", the goddess of hunting Artemis came, explaining the truth to Theseus, comforting Hippolytus, and reconciling them; at the end of "Orestes", Apollo, the god of light and prophecy, appeared and redefining the territory to promote reconciliation of contradictions..."

"?Dramaist?" asked Miki Kujo.

"One of the three greatest tragedies of ancient Greece." Rin Kiyono answered for Toru Watanabe.

"Answering answers to other people's questions without authorization will only make people hate it, Kiyono Rin."

"I have no intention of being liked by you, Mihiko Kujo."

"In addition, the ending of "Helen" is: the Castor brothers came forward to appease the new king of Egypt and resolved the blood disaster." Watanabe Tsuki was still saying something about Euripides.

After going up the fifth floor, walking through the overhead corridor between the buildings, the three of them arrived at the activity classroom that had been away from for a month.

There is no dust, the refrigerator is filled with fruits and food, and even sofas, coffee tables, TVs, and game consoles are all replaced with new models.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the old beech table and the steel pipe chair neatly placed at the bottom of the table.

When Toru Watanabe sat on the chair, he felt a sense of leisurely going home for a moment.
To be continued...