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"...Is that good? Is it okay to say nothing and do nothing."

In the empty service department, only me and Xuexia were left alone in the classroom. The sky outside the window was as rainy as ever. The two people maintained a subtle distance of five meters apart. It was only a day, but they seemed to have walked on the road countless times, maintaining tacit breathing and thoughts.

I believe that Xue Zhixia can understand what I am saying, just as she can know what I am thinking. No matter how much we argue, we are very clear about our perception and perception of each other. Because we are very clear about each other's identities.

"That's fine, but that's fine."

As mentioned at the beginning, the relationship between the victim and the perpetrator is always very complicated.

Looking at the figure of Yui Hihama gradually leaving the school outside the window, a subtle emotion appeared on Xue Yaoxia's face. She seemed to have always been able to maintain that extraordinary firmness and belief, but now it seems that she is also weak.

Yukinoshita Yukino, this woman who was like a flower of the karaoke, showed a fragile look in front of me. She lay on the seat that was supposed to be my position, and hid her head in her arms tiredly. Her slender body shrank into a ball, trembling slightly like a cat who was afraid of something, and her slender hair shook slightly like a wave.

If I were Yukino Yukinoshita, I would not have seen her as fragile. Because she is not the kind of person who makes her friends worry, that is her right path. I am in the position of an opponent, an existence of the opposite camp. So showing fragile appearance in front of me actually represents her unwillingness to accept it. This is no big deal and is easy to understand. But because of understanding this aspect, I cannot understand another aspect of her.

That is, the fact that Yukinoshita Yukino hides her identity. She could clearly explain everything clearly, but this guy didn't do that. He was just as taking on everything for something.

"Do you plan to live your life with this guilt?"

“…………”

Faced with my doubts, Xue Zhixia curled up tighter.

Under the snow that was silently protesting like this, I could only quietly pull out a can of coffee from my schoolbag and drink it.

"...I don't know what you think, but I don't think it's the right choice for you to do this. From the beginning, you should apologize to her and then everything will be solved. It's that simple, why don't you do it?"

"I really don't know..."

The muffled voice from the snow came from her location.

"I don't know if I should say it out, nor do I know if I did it wrong..."

"So just hanging it when both of us know it, bringing a false guilt?"

“…”

"We are not wrong with that matter, you know, right?"

“…”

"Since that's the case, what else do you have? Don't you like simply wailing for others' humility? Why?"

“…”

One-sided remarks cannot constitute a dialogue. I quickly stopped this futile action and watched the lead-black clouds in the sky pour coffee into the innermost part. The bitter taste barely rotated the dull nerves and allowed it to continue working.

A year ago, a car accident occurred on the way to school. There were two victims and one perpetrator.

The snow-water car shaved me away while hiding from the puppy, but when I finally stopped, I knocked the owner of Yukihama, the dog. In the end, it was a very miserable traffic accident, which injured two people, and one of them was hospitalized for a month before he was relieved. That unlucky guy was me.

In this traffic incident, no one did anything wrong. It was normal for the driver to avoid the puppy that suddenly rushed out. I pushed the bicycle on the sidewalk, and looked at the notes and recited the words. It was even more wrong for Yukihama to take the dog to exercise in the morning. It was also not wrong for the snow to get to school early and take the bus in advance. These are all wrong together. It was a very ordinary accident where the driver had no problem with taking some money.

But it is obvious that Xue Zhixia didn't think so. This girl who likes to be stubborn was also stubborn in this traffic accident, and she refused to give up all the responsibilities on her, thinking that it was her fault.

Ridiculous logic of high school students. I became a rival under the snow to a large extent because of this.

Although my guilt towards me has long been transformed into a sense of hostility, she has not paid off her sin. I know this. But I don’t think that coincidence can happen. After all, Yukishita and I are in the overseas education class, while Yui Yui is just an ordinary class. There are very few scenes where we can interact with each other, so I didn’t care.

But I don’t know whether it’s a coincidence or a fate, so I came from Yui Hihama. I came here the day after the establishment of the Service Department. The idea of ​​a normal person must be to repay kindness, but Yukishita refused the warning I hinted.

This ridiculous guy thought everything was a arrangement of fate, and believed that Yuhihama's arrival was atonement for her.

This kind of idea is so arrogant.

"How arrogant do you have to keep throwing that collar away? Until you die?"

"... Maybe I can't take it off until I die. You know this kind of thing very clearly. I won't lie?"

"Yes, you are absolutely right under the snow. I am a lie with Qigu. It is obvious which one is better and who is right and who is wrong is simply clear at a glance, right? Then you can continue to be correct, I'll leave first."

I drank the MAX coffee in my hand in one breath and put the empty drink can on the table. For some reason, I was a little emotionally unstable, and I picked up my backpack and opened the door of the service department and walked out. I leaned against the cold wall of the corridor, looking at the painted black clouds outside in a daze.

I seemed to have thought a lot of things in my heart, but I seemed to have nothing to think about. I could only stand next to the window in the corridor and stare blankly at the painted black sky.

It seemed that a long time had passed before the sound of "Kara" pulling the door came from behind.

“…Let’s go.”

A slight call came from behind, almost inaudible.

The snow in my hand still did not recover to the correct appearance of the demon. I just lowered my head and carried my bag and walked out of the gate of the service department, followed me step by step, threw the empty drink can in my hand into the trash can in the corner of the wall.
Chapter completed!