How to keep distance from a beautiful girl

The day after helping strange people.

I slept gracefully in the two limits of Japanese history.

Wake up in Chime at the end of the class and thank him for his impatience while relaxing.

The 10-minute break between classes is surrounded by hustle and bustle throughout the class.

The one who blooms in a chat with a close friend.

The one who enjoys a happy and shy conversation with his lover.

I also have a friend who comes to me and says, "You just went to bed..."

"... fuu"

Of course, there's no one like that.

My only friend is now blind to me, surrounded by fellow club members, making me happy.

Then, of course, I'll be completely isolated.

But that's fine.

This is the path I chose.

Easy and peaceful life.

It's not like I can't make friends.

And I deliberately tried to say it in a secluded way, but it's really true, so there's no choice.

"If it's high school summer, you won't have to make friends."

Sometimes I was told that I didn't have such a heart, but then I said, "Uh-huh, shut up."

In your heart.

Sleepy, slender eyes wandering around the classroom.

I think I'll take another nap.

When I closed my eyes with that thought in mind, I suddenly heard a sharp voice blowing out my sleepiness.

"Is Nanba Leung here?"

... Lian Nanba is now opening his mouth and opening his eyes.

Without talking to anyone, she sat alone in her seat and was stunned with her cheek cane poked.

I mean, it's me.

When the Lord of Voices and I met, Sta and I came and stopped in front of me.

In the meantime, I can only consolidate on the spot without a step.

He was that beautiful girl yesterday, no matter what she looked like.

Unlike when you looked anxious, you looked down on me with a vivid, core look.

As usual, you look great.

A super beautiful woman.

You may say so.

Not only me, but this beautiful girl in the class caught my eye and the classroom was quiet.

"This is a pair of five oranges in two years. Thank you for your help yesterday."

Rika Tangerine, a beautiful girl, lowered her head without staring.

Thank you....?

You didn't come all the way here to thank me yesterday?

You didn't name me, you didn't know me. Check my name and class?

Besides, in such a prominent way...?

"I'd like you to give me something in return."

"No, no, wait! I don't want to thank you or give you back! So go home!

"That's not how it works. It's disgusting to leave the gratitude you've received."

Obviously, this conversation was heard by the entire class.

Such a beautiful girl and such a mob are somehow related to borrowing.

If I find out that, my peaceful life will certainly be shattered to pieces!

You did a terrible thing while saying thank you.

If this happens, I'll have to let you go before it gets complicated...!

I said in a voice that only reached the orange so as not to be heard around as much as possible.

"That's convenient for you. I don't want to get involved anymore... Just go home."

"Originally speaking, it was a favor you voluntarily sold. Then you should be responsible for receiving the consideration."

"It's not my fault!

Yes, sir.

No... I won't stand back at all.

What a tough guy... he's a tough guy.

But if we keep arguing, we're getting more and more interested.

Anyway, let the oranges go.

"... okay. Later, I will specify the consideration. Please, go home now. I don't want to stand out."

"... I can't trust you."

"Trust me! Besides, what you're doing is as annoying to me as what he did yesterday... If you understand, please."

……

Did the word "annoying" work? Rika Orange said nothing more.

Turn around and walk out of the classroom with the stars.

The eyes of the classmates who were chasing her turned towards us.

Unexpectedly, I lay face down on Gabba and the desk and cut off the line of sight.

Damn, it's perfectly evil...

Curiosity and jealousy on your face.

If you make excuses or excuses, you'll only be interested.

High school students like to get interesting.

And in bad times, even if it's not really interesting or anything, I try to make it interesting with convenient speculation and decision making.

I can't say I don't have that kind of part.

But I definitely don't like being targeted!

I completely mistook myself for that beautiful girl.

Rather than that, that beautiful girl is not normal.

I should have predicted from the way I refused to confess yesterday...

If this were the case, I shouldn't have helped anyone...

I listened to my classmates whispering, pretending to have slept desperately until the chimes started ringing.