I revisited the newspaper club and Alina and I immediately submitted a form written by Alina.
Of course, all the forms were filled out. I became Alina's foot and handed them out. Of course, she looked at me suspiciously, but it didn't matter. It's not like I'm doing propaganda or anything.
So I collected them in about three days and tabulated them. I was in charge of the tallying, and I compiled the number of each one that came up. It was a complete service.
The guys in the newspaper club grabbed them with their eyes shining.
Toma Asakura, the head of the newspaper club, clapped me on the shoulder,

'Seriously, thank you! I didn't expect you to bring me this much information, so yikes! That's awesome!''
'Then I'm glad. Ouch, you hit too hard. By the way, Alina made this for me. And I'm in charge of the tally. Use it.
'Oooh! How much you serve me! Thank God! Overwhelming gratitude!

Toma, who uses a lot of exclamation points, shows no signs of slowing down and moves on to Alina.
She had her hand on her cheek, and Toma grabbed her right hand firmly and wrapped it around his.

'Alina-san! Thank you so much! I think I'm going to write a pretty good article thanks to you!''
'Yes, yes. Let go of me.

He is smiling so bitterly that he is quite taken aback.
Toma apologized with a laugh.

After that we broke up. Toma's excitement didn't seem to subside, so we left as if to escape.
We had nothing special to do, so we just broke up.

Toma, you were so grateful.
'I'll replace the skin on my hands when I get back.
'Are you an android?'

We left school when the setting sun turned the sky red.




Later that day, the school newspaper was published.
To tell the truth, I had never read the newspaper of the newspaper club. The main reason was that I was not interested in it, but this time I read it.
The data that Alina and I had compiled were listed in a proper ranking format. It was a great pleasure to see the results of the information that we had taken so much pains to gather, such as information on school trends, occupations, club activities, and so on.
I immediately went to show the data to Alina. Most of the students in Alina's class had gotten used to seeing me and Alina interacting with each other, so they didn't bother me much anymore.
Alina looked annoyed as usual, but when she saw the newspaper, I thought I saw a slight, but really slight, smile on her face. That was enough. If it brings a little color to Alina's heart, that's all that matters.

What's this?

Alina pointed to the newspaper.
That article is the data we got and have already read through. Her face clouded as she looked at it, so I looked it over again. The last sentence of the article was as follows

I dedicate this article to the best couple, Arina Hiba and Comet Sakakiki.

Alina got up from her chair with a clunk,

'I'm going to the newspaper club.'
'Wait, leave the scissors on the desk. Please.'
'Okay. I'm going.
Leave the scissors, but leave the carving knife too. If you really want to take the sculpture knife with you, let's go to the art club instead of the newspaper club.
What's that department head's name?
"Toma Asakura.
'Akakura Toma, you know. I'm going to engrave his name on his forehead so I don't forget.
'At least put a sticker on it. I don't want to see your name in the national newspapers.'

Just kidding," Alina muttered in a hushed voice. If you were serious, you'd be in a lot of trouble.

'What are you going to do today?
No, I don't have any plans. I'm done with the newspaper club's project, so I'll look for something.

Alina suddenly took her eyes off me as she said this,

'...... you, behind you.'
''What?''

Shirona Namiki was by my side. Shirona and I went to the same junior high school and were in the same class in the first year of high school. She was holding my skirt and staring at me with a serious look on her face.
I was puzzled to find myself sandwiched between Alina and Shirana. What kind of chemical change was about to take place?

What's wrong?
'Can I have a moment alone with you after school?

Just the two of us. I don't know what that means.
Sophomore year of high school. High school girls in the prime of their romantic brains. We meet alone. A determined look on her face.
I'd like to believe I'm forgiven for my mistake in this case. Or rather, forgive me.

I don't mind.

Yeah. I said it. I can't stop now.

'Oh, good. I need a place.'
'Location......Location......Area......District......Place ......'
'Why don't you use the former teacher's office?'

Alina interfered. Is she crazy to suggest the former staff room, of all places, the present rose garden? You want me to go to that room in chaos, full of your flower arrangements?



'The former teacher's office is, ah, there!
'Shirana. I don't think you can use the former teacher's room without permission.

I'm the one who cuts off the window. My relationship with Alina is confidential. I've already confessed to Tsuru, but I can't let it get out any further.

Is that so?
No, the former teacher's office is unlocked, so you can go in. No one will go near it.
'Oh yeah! Thank you! Alina!

Alina whispered to Shirana, grinning very nastily. She seems to be enjoying it. For me, this could be the beginning of a relationship gone wrong. This is the face of the devil.
I glared at Alina. With my eyes I warned her not to say anything.
But Alina makes a fist and shows me the back of her hand. I wondered what she was trying to say, and then she raised her middle finger. That's just not in character. Go live with Mother Teresa for a month.

'Well, can I go to the former teacher's office?
'Oh, ...... good.'
'All right! See you after school!

Shirana returned to her seat. Yuri and Ran were talking to her curiously. Please stop.
Then she turned to Alina.

What are you doing?
'That's fine. Be a young man.
'You're going to get in trouble ...... and the rose garden is not good ...... what about those tons of flowers you're bringing in?'
I'll make sure I collect it.
'Seriously? Why did you go that far?
'That's what my heart whispers to me.'
'...... is the best?

I've never been so scared after school. I'm ashamed to face all the homecomers in the country who are afraid of after school. I'm not a member of the homecoming club. The good thing is that we don't have the concept of "abolition notice".

I hope I'm wrong.