Chapter 93
Chapter 12 – Preparation and malaise (5)
Translator – Vodka
Short chapter . Has been a while . I will probably post on Saturdays from now onwards .
“Um, Kirasaksan, there are few things that need to be discussed regarding our group . ”
“………… . . ”
One of the members in her group summoned his courage and asked her .
His reserved way of talking and expression told tales about the bravery he had summoned for pulling off this feat .
Kirasaka ceased to read the paperback in her hand and lifted her head . Her gaze met his .
Eyes so cold that the person at the receiving end of her gaze, might freeze over . It couldn’t be helped but fall prey to such a hallucination . Confronted with such a gaze, he unconsciously withdrew a little into his chair .
“……What is it?”
With a clear voice, she issued a short reply .
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The male student seemed relieved to have received that reply as he started talking .
As this spectacle before me unfolded, I anxiously looked on . However, it would seem that such concerns were unnecessary .
She too, in the course of these last few months, had associated with strangers .
I wouldn’t say she had developed resistance, but she had somewhat gotten used to human relationships .
As I was thinking of retracting my gaze from her, I heard a voice .
“We will need to contact each other about this training, so, if it’s fine with you, can you tell us your contact?”
“No way . ”
Their conversation was under the watchful supervision of the majority of our classmates .
How will she react?
Everyone must have been pondering this one question .
However, her reply was excessively short .
Immediate reply, huh……
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The guy was now, probably, standing stock still, petrified at her response .
I don’t what to say……Don’t mind .
Developments like these did happen .
It wasn’t a bad pretext for asking her contact details .
In reality, they would need to keep in touch as they were going to be operating as a group . They could talk to each other in person or do that over the smartphone .
Even if they didn’t exchange contacts, they needed to figure out a way of communicating with each other . So, by no means, was his decision, incorrect .
That was why he must have thought that he had a chance at victory, that there was a possibility that they could exchange contacts . However, Kirasaka had flatly refused him . I could only conjecture his current state of mind .
Well, this is her we are talking about .
Her words and actions always broke the norms . I couldn’t help but think that she had acted very much like herself .
The male student died a swift and noble death in front of his classmates . He dropped his shoulders in disappointment and returned to his seat, dejection apparent on his face .
Next up was the other guy, and a short while after, we had on our hands, yet another swift and honourable death .
Well then, who will overcome this obstacle?
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As I continued to look on with bated breath, I listened to the clack of her shoes . Kirasaka was walking towards me .
“……What happened?”
The match is yet to conclude, you know .
At my question, she let out a sigh, as if to say it had gotten tedious, and said .
“I want to get some fresh air . I want you to come along . ”
“Eh, no way . ”
I said all that about her, but what the heck, I too issued an immediate reply .
It was a super-fast, peremptory refusal, unwilling to lose to Kirasaka’s .
I hadn’t given it any thought . When I came to, those words had already escaped me .
I guess this is what you would call, a reflexive behaviour .
Our nearby classmates were looking at us, their mouths agape . Clearly, they were dumbfounded at my immediate refusal .
Kirasaka wasn’t angry . She let out a chuckle, forcibly proceeded to grab hold of my hand, and started dragging me away from the classroom .
……If this is forced participation, just say so .
She was pulling me while laughing . Too scary .
“Sensei, I need to receive an important document regarding this event from the student council president . I will be going out for a short while . ” (Kirasaka)
“Eh, ah, understood . ”
Look, even Sensei is at a loss here .
A student leaving the classroom as she pleases, while class is still in session?……Where did this delinquent girl come from?
Kirasaka had pulled a fast one on the teacher . When we were going to exit the classroom, another voice rang out .
“I too had requested the president for an application form . Is it fine if I went to pick it up?”
It was Shizuku .
I haven’t heard about any application form from the president . Don’t use the president to make such a blatant excuse for following us .
With a trot, she caught up to us . Then, the three of us headed for, obviously not the student council room, but the stairs to the rooftop of the second building .
What faded behind us, was the scenery of our classmates looking at our direction with envy . Amidst them, the figure of a pensive Yuuto could me made out .