The weather is pretty clear, and the blue sky occasionally blew a gust of wind. The huge banner of the "Kankawa Festival" prepared by the Calligraphy Department made a clamor.

In the gymnasium, the dance stick department in gymnastics uniforms performed on the stage, and the blowing department prepared behind the scenes.

There are more than 100 members of the Blowing Department, and only 80 members have been added this time, and Minister Hayamisuo is in charge.

"Have you heard of it?"

"What did you hear?"

The girls holding various musical instruments communicated in a low voice.

"It's Tamamo's next minister."

"Takimo from the trombone group is so beautiful?"

"She is the only one in the music department, the surname Tamamo!"

"Why should she be the next minister?"

"Are you talking about that rumor?"

"Rumor? Isn't it confirmed yet?"

"I heard from the third grade senior sister that I was still thinking about it."

"Why is it her?"

"It is said that Hayami senior went to the Human Observation Department and started to consider Tamamo after he came back."

"Human Observation Department? Is it the opinion of Kiyono?"

"No." The girl holding the flute lowered her voice, "It's Watanabe-kun."

"Are you lying?!"

"Yes! Isn't the relationship between them badly? Tamamo often says bad things about Watanabe-kun!"

"After that being said, isn't it too early to start thinking about the next minister now? There is obviously a national competition."

"The third grade of other clubs will retire after the cultural festival. Maybe because of this, our minister will consider these things in advance at this time."

The best way to keep the secret is not to tell anyone, and the news will soon reach the trombone part where Tamamo Yomi is.

The girl from the Blowing Department who was close to Tamamo Yomiya secretly asked her about the authenticity of this matter.

Tamamo Komi had no idea about this, so Toru Watanabe didn't tell him, and Huo Hayami didn't talk to her.

"Everyone is welcome to enjoy the performances of the Blowing Department. Last month, we were qualified to enter the national competition; next month, we will work hard to bring good news back from Nagoya."

After the performance, Tamamo Yomi found a reason to separate from her friends and came to Class 4, 2nd Year.

I originally wanted to talk to Shiro Watanabe, but I couldn't get in at all.

There was a long queue in front of the classroom of Class 4. In the classroom, in order to provide a good dining environment for guests, the number of people entering and leaving was limited, and curtains were used to cover the glass to block the view outside.

Sleeping in waiting and uneven hesitation.

"What a nice view?"

Tamamo looked so beautiful, he was a boy in the class.

"You come and have a meal? I'll give you the location?"

"Need not."

After rejecting the boy, Tamamo Yomi walked to the end of the team.

‘Just like lunch.’ She put on her headphones and listened to the music played by the strong school to pass the time.

It was finally her turn, but as soon as she walked in, she heard a familiar voice.

“Not good hospitality!”

She curled her lips and walked towards the podium.

"Welcome to Guang...Huh? So beautiful!" Yimukui greeted happily.

"Aoi," Tamamo Yomi took off one of her headphones, "Are you a cashier?"

Yimukui struggled to lift an iron box that was originally used to hold biscuits: "Did you see it? It's all money!"

“There are many guests.”

"Thanks to Watanabe, are you going to have fried rice? As a friend, I can give you half the price~"

"No! Chow mein!"

Sitting in the newly cleaned position, Tamamo Yomi looked at Toru Watanabe in the cuisine area and found that she seemed to be queuing up in vain.

With so many people, how can you tell him something?

“Guest, your fried noodles and mai tea.”

"Thank you." Tamamo Komi looked at the male classmate who was wearing a maid outfit and pretended to be elegant, and showed disgust without any concealment on her face.

“It’s noon, I’m changing shifts!”

"Thanks for your hard work!"

A group of new classmates entered the cooking area and replaced the rest of Watanabe Tetsu and others who had been busy all morning.

"No, I haven't eaten Watanabe's fried rice yet!"

"It's my turn!"

"Sorry, please come back tomorrow afternoon!"

Seeing Toru Watanabe unbuttoning his apron and preparing to leave the classroom with Ichimu Aoi, Tamamo Komi noodles were no longer delicious, so he hurriedly followed.

After leaving the classroom, they stopped the two of them in the corridor.

"So beautiful?" Yimukui looked at her who should be dining in confusion.

"Aoi, can you let me chat with Watanabe for a while?" Tamamo Yomi asked.

"Yes." After saying that, Ikkimi turned his head to Toru Watanabe and said, "Watanabe, I'll go first."

Watching Aoi Ikki go away, Watanabe Tsubasa asked Tamamoto Homi: "What's the matter with me? If you borrow money, you must write an IOU."

"Who wants to borrow money!" Tamamo Yomi subconsciously retorted. She looked around and said, "Come with me."

In order to avoid the crowds everywhere, Toru Watanabe followed Tamamo Yomi to the stairs platform leading to the rooftop on the fifth floor.

The rooftop door is locked with rusty iron locks.

Unlike the scenes that often appear on the rooftop for lunch in animation, in reality, the rooftop is not a comfortable place.

It is hot in summer and cold in winter, and key schools will not be open to students.

Apart from students who want to do bad things secretly in school, no one will go to that kind of place, and they also deliberately pose as "pending your hands behind your head and sleeping on the dirty ground."

"What's your idea? Why do you recommend me to be the minister?" Tamamo Komi said in a questioning tone.

"Because you have talent."

"Do you mean to train hard to join Group A, or do you have to be at the bottom of your grades and have to participate in summer tutoring?" Tamamo's beautiful face suddenly came up and his fingers poked at Watanabe's chest.

Tsuku Watanabe leaned back slightly and avoided physical contact.

"There are people below, I'm going to call people when I'm messing around," he said.

Tamamo Yumi was not panicked at all, unbuttoned the buttons on her chest, and in turn threatened:

"If you don't explain it clearly to me, I'll shout pervert."

Toru Watanabe's eyes turned to the bottom of the stairs, and one hundred people set up a challenge there.

"A few days ago, I saw you practicing alone in the corner of the school. When I came to ask, I recommended you casually."

"You peeked at my chest at that time?!"

"Steal... Forget it." Watanabe Toru was too lazy to ask how many misunderstandings there were in the middle, "I just recommend you as minister, what do you care about doing so?"

"You want to see me look ugly!" Tamamo was so beautiful and affirmative.

"Idiot." Watanabe Tsubasa cursed unceremoniously.

"What did you say?!"

"I said it because you have talent."

"What, what can I do?" Although Tamamo Komi still looked like she was a human being after all, and she quietly looked forward to Watanabe Tsuku's answer in her heart.

"effort."

"Trial hardship is considered a talent?!"

"Of course," explains Toru Watanabe. "In fact, there are many things in this world that you can do just by working hard. You can get into a good school and get a stable and high-paying job."

“Not that easy.”

"Yes, it's not easy. People who can do these things are envied by most people. Why?"

"Because it's not easy." Tamamo Yomi glanced at Toru Watanabe with the look of "this is still something to ask", but found that he hadn't looked at him.
To be continued...