Dada, dada—

Holding the chalk, Zong Gu stood in front of the blackboard, filling the numbers into the random positions in the 5X6 form in the order of 1 to 30.

Behind him, Chairman Kinoshita, who was lying on the podium, was also doing similar things - marking the cut small pieces of paper and then folding them.

“…To sum up, in this class meeting, everyone needs to adjust their seats.”

Shibazaki Makoto turned his head and looked at the progress of the two students beside him, "When the chairman prepares the small notes, everyone will draw lots in order."

Although he announced the incident as soon as he walked into the classroom, it still caused second discussion below.

"It's too sudden."

"I didn't say anything during the morning shift meeting. Could it be Ah Cheng's sudden idea?"

"But I'm really tired of sitting in this position... I'd love to change to the seat of Zonggu."

Some people were happy and some were worried, but there was no objection. Shibasaki Makoto looked down with a smile, then urged Soya and Kinoshita to urge him in a low voice.

The two of them speed up their movements, filled in the numbers, and then put the folded small pieces of paper into a simple lottery box that they found where they were.

"I said, Sonoya... you suggested changing seats, right?"

"Who knows."

"If I and Masaki are separated..."

"I'm still standing on the podium. Can I take your sister-controlled breath?"

"What are those two people muttering..." Looking at Soya on the podium, Yoshikawa leaned forward again, "It's going to be separated, bell."

He nodded at Wuling and his eyes fell on the table drawn by Zong Gu.

"I would have liked to sit with Ling."

"Um."

It would be even better if I could sit with Soya, Yoshikawa thought.

"Is it okay?" Shibasaki Makoto asked.

Kinoshita nodded, Soya walked off the podium and returned to his seat.

"Then let's draw lots in order, start from the outermost row. After the draw is over, go to your new seat."

After announcing the start of the lottery, Shibasaki Makoto stood by the window, Kinoshita left the ministry on the podium, holding the lottery box, and fulfilling the chairman's responsibilities to the end.

The students below came to draw lots one by one, then opened the folded pieces of paper, and found their new seats based on the numbers on the paper sticker.

"I suddenly changed my seat..."

Before it was this turn, Fumimi turned around and put her arm on Sougu's table. "It's because Sougu went to find Ah Cheng, right?"

Sogo pursed his lower lip, glanced at Kishita Maho, and told some of the decisive truth.

"Because of those girls."

"Well...it makes sense, I've been going through so many days."

Looking at the window next to him, Fushimi sighed again, "I really don't want to leave this Feng Shui treasure land."

Soya felt the same, and she already regretted speaking out when Shibasaki Maki was upset.

"Now I can only expect not to draw a very strange position."

"Actually, I don't want to be separated from Soya."

“Disgusting.”

"Hahaha!"

The classroom was noisy, and some people were already asking about the lottery draws others had drawn and began to say hello to their new neighbors.

The lottery was still in progress. Soya looked at the podium and saw Yoshikawa suddenly looking back.

“…”

With his eyes facing each other, he raised his eyebrows, she shook her head and turned back.

He actually understood what she was thinking.

It’s just that the new seat is entirely determined by the draw, and he can’t affect anything.

——Even if he could, he had no corresponding plans.

This is not because he hates Yoshikawa, or even the opposite, it is just that the distance between them should not continue to be closer.

It's fine now.

While they were thinking about it, the lottery draw on the stage was finally their turn.

Chao Wuling, who was sitting in the front, took out a piece of paper from the lottery box and opened it when he returned to his seat.

Yoshikawa in the back seat had already stood up, but he was not in a hurry to go up and draw lots.

“No. 12…”

Seeing the numbers drawn by the fog ring in Qing Dynasty, she looked at the table on the blackboard again.

"Behind the third column?"

“…”

Chao Wuling also looked at the blackboard, but didn't say anything.

"Yositakawa, go up and draw lots first." Makoto Shibasaki, who was standing by the window, reminded.

"Ah... OK!"

Yoshikawa walked up to the podium, took out the paper from the lottery box held by Kishita, and opened it on the spot.

“…”

She was a little dumbfounded.

Back at the seat, Yoshikawa reconfirmed again.

No. 22, corresponding to the position in the table on the blackboard, is the sixth column and the fifth row.

That is the current seat of Sonogu.

God, what she wants is to be the neighboring table with Zong Gu, not to sit in his seat...

After Yoshikawa finished drawing, the few people behind him came on stage one after another.

“…”

Walking past the wilted girl, Zong Gu also saw the signature number in her hand.

"I'll leave my seat to Yoshikawa. Treat it well."

“…”

She raised her gaze, only had time to glare at his back, and then cheered up again.

His new seat has not been decided yet...what if?

Soya didn't think so much, so he took out the piece of paper from the lottery box casually. There was still the last piece left inside, which belonged to Kinoshita Masashi.

"Everyone has drawn the lottery?"

Shibazaki Makoto returned to the podium and clapped his hands, "Now, follow the position on the blackboard and go to your new seat."

"Okay!"

"No..."

Human joys and sorrows are not connected, and the classroom becomes even more chaotic.

Zong Gu didn't go down either. He opened the piece of paper in his hand, corresponding to the number of the table on the blackboard, and then was stunned.

Six rows and four rows are Fushimi's seats.

After a long struggle, I just moved one forward...

He turned his head and looked beside him. Kinoshita who drew the last draw in a passive manner, the numbers on the note were exactly the same as his front seat in the table.

“…”

Kinoshita also quickly discovered this, but he had no time to care about him.

"Zhenfan, where are you!"

Soya walked off the podium, and Yoshikawa had already sat in his original position.

As she gradually became nervous, he stopped in front of her and sat down.

"You're a little too happy."

She couldn't stop the smile at the corner of her mouth.

"You have to care..."

Although she was not the next table, she was very satisfied.
To be continued...