REIKA-SAMA -279

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Oh, I'm so tired. All I did was sit at a desk, but I'm exhausted. Concentrating on studying requires endurance.

There's usually one subject a day in school that I can ignore, but summer supplemental classes don't have that. I can only relax during the actual breaks. And the atmosphere around the students is intense. I've attended cram school many times in the summer, winter, and spring, but I can feel how motivated everyone is with only months to go until the entrance exams. Everyone listens to the lecturer intently, so as not to miss a word, and obviously there's nobody napping or chatting.

Pressured by them, I can't slack off, so I was concentrating on the classes all day, and now my shoulders are sore. Within the same school, we can tell how well we're doing through the rankings list and rumors, but with other schools, I can't tell, so everyone looks smarter than me.

While I massage my shoulders while stretching my neck, I spot a student pasting ointment on his sore shoulders. That's good. I should buy some on my way home.

I was driven here this morning, but I wanted to make side-trips, so I didn't arrange for a ride back.

Should I pick up snacks at a convenience store first or go to the drugstore for the ointment. Hopefully, there's a drugstore that I have a discount card with nearby. I did bring them in my wallet, right?

I walk from the cram school checking my wallet for my discount cards and check my phone while I'm at it. Oh, I have mail.

Who's it from? Ugh… It's Kaburagi. I almost muttered out loud. I might as well read it…

It was about the day with Wakaba-chan. As promised, they sat together in class at cram school. Ah…


And they ate cookies that Wakaba-chan made during a break. Though simple, it was delicious, crispy and light with a buttery smell and she drew out the taste of the ingredients. What is this, a culinary review?


There were Wakaba-chan's classmates from junior high in class, so he couldn't have her alone. Well, the school's close to her home, so that's to be expected.

…This mail is long… And detailed… Is this a diary? He isn't going to send me something this long every day, is he!? Kaburagi might… Ugh… such a bother.

I'm not Kaburagi's diary. He should send this to his friends… Oh, he doesn't have any to tell… He denies it, but Enjou's the only friend that he has. Kaburagi's trespassing in Alone in Love villages' hills, but he's actually registered in Doesn't Have a Friend village. He's probably acting self-important in that village like a king, even if he has no subordinates. Oh, no… tears just from imagining that…

Suddenly, the phone vibrated in my hand and Kaburagi's name was displayed on the screen. GYAA!

When I thought about it later, I could have ignored it, but my mind went blank and I panicked since I was disparaging him just now. What should I do, what should I do!? Turn off the phone!

"Hello?" Huh? GYAA! I hit the talk button by mistake!

"Hello? Kisshouin?" AHHH! He sounds angry! "Kisshouin!"

"Yes!" I stood at attention.

"You're late answering!"

"I'm sorry!" I apologized. "What is it you wish to speak of?" My guilty conscience forces me to act like a subordinate.

"I sent mail earlier. Did you read it?"
"Yes."
"You haven't replied."

"…My classes just ended, so I only now read it. Were your classes over early?"

"Just now. That's why I sent the mail."

You wrote that long mail as soon as it was over? Because you don't have friends… Oh? But what about Wakaba-chan? "And Takamichi-san?"

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