After leaving the student council room and facing the sunlight, Seiji suddenly felt as if he had returned to reality from his fantasy.
It was no wonder since they just talked about that kind of topic.
Seiji's suggestion, as well as the assistance he was about to provide, had obviously increased Natsuya's favorability rating towards him. His system's favorability rating towards Hitaka had increased as well. Even the usually cold Hitaka's favorability rating towards him had risen.
As for Rona in the Mist, the cat girl's favorability rating was quite high from the very beginning. Why was it like this? It was such a mystery.
'Well, let's not think about it anymore.'
Seiji took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
"Hello, it's me."
"I can tell you some of the things you want to know."
"Okay, that's all."
He calmly finished his sentence and calmly hung up the phone.
No one would have guessed that he just talked to a mafia boss and agreed to meet again. After all, that casual action and tone was just like an ordinary high school boy going to the game center with his friends after school.
Only after Seiji put away his cell phone did he realize that he might have just casually done something that was slightly cool?
'Forget it, it doesn't matter.'
For the current him, he was more concerned about going back as soon as possible and eating lunch with his friends.
…
7 points came from the [Gift] option.
2 points came from the two love letters, and 5 points came from the lunchbox from Uehara's house — a lunchbox personally made by Mika Uehara!
A lunchbox brought more points than a normal [Job], it was easy to imagine the affection contained in it.
Seiji gratefully enjoyed the bento, not leaving even a single bit of leftover food.
This made Mika happy.
Chiaki watched over the two of them as usual, smiling on her face and in her heart.
After eating lunch, there was still some time before the lunch break ended, so the three of them lazily sat down to rest.
At this time, Chiaki's cell phone rang.
Chiaki took out her cell phone and glanced at it. Her expression instantly changed.
"Uh, Chiaki, what's wrong?"
Noticing that her friend was looking at her phone with a strange expression, Mika could not help but ask.
Chiaki came back to her senses and forced a smile at Mika.
"Nothing … I'm going to take a call."
With that, she got up and hurried away.
Mika's eyes widened, and Seiji also sensed that something was wrong.
"What happened?"
"I don't know …" Mika paused. "I've never seen Chiaki smile so reluctantly!"
The twintailed girl's face was filled with worry.
Her best friend, who had been with her for so long, suddenly revealed a reluctant expression that she had never seen before, which made her very concerned.
From Mika's words and expression, Seiji also realized that things might be a little serious.
"It can only be related to that phone call … Who called?"
Seiji and Seiji silently watched the tomboy walk off to the side and answer a phone call. She was currently talking about something.
In the afternoon, class began.
Chiaki seemed to be in a daze. Even an idiot would be able to tell that she was absent-minded, not to mention the teacher in class.
She was called up by the teacher to read the text, and she actually picked up the textbook upside down and read it, causing the class to erupt in laughter.
Neither Seiji nor Mika laughed. The two of them looked at each other with worried expressions.
The last class was physical education, and the topic was volleyball.
* Smack! * The ball hit Chiaki on the right side of her face.
* Smack! * The ball hit Chiaki on the left side of her face.
* Smack! * The ball hit Chiaki on the right side of her face.
"Wakaba Chiaki, get the hell out of the classroom!"
The physical education teacher, Sasaki Daisuke (27 years old, unmarried, nicknamed Orange-Haired Gorilla), roared.
Seiji facepalmed, speechless. Mika hurriedly helped her friend to sit down outside the classroom. After Mika sat down, she assumed the classic pose of a thinker.
If it wasn't for the sudden nosebleed that ruined her image, this pose would have been quite nice.
"Chiaki!?"
"Wakaba -san is having a nosebleed!"
"Medic! Oh no... hurry and take her to the infirmary! "
This tomboy was quite popular among both boys and girls in the class, so when something happened to her, the class immediately became chaotic.
A girl took out a tissue, and Mika took it and helped Chiaki stop the bleeding. She then slowly helped her to the infirmary.
"Harano -san, what's going on with Wakaba -san?" Class president Koji Hoshihara approached Seiji and asked.
Seiji could only shake his head, indicating that he didn't know either.
Who called her on the phone, and what did they say that could cause the usually carefree... whoops, cheerful Wakaba Chiaki to become like a worried girl?
Seiji was truly curious.
After school.
All the students had left.
Chiaki was still in the classroom, and she didn't go to the club. She simply rested her chin on her hand and stared out the window.
Outside, the blue sky was filled with milky white clouds. Did this remind her of something?
This was a scene that would be etched in his mind.
Seiji took out his cell phone and silently took a picture.
"You're even taking pictures!?" Mika was annoyed.
"Because I've never seen her like this before, and it's quite rare... Do you want to have a session as well?"
"No! Stop joking around! "Mika was a little angry.
"But she won't say anything, so there's nothing we can do." Seiji sighed. "Even a joke can't get a reaction out of her. How about we try a dirty joke?"
"Stop it!" Mika was a little embarrassed.
"Sigh..." At this moment, Chiaki finally made her move. She let out a long sigh and collapsed on the table.
"Chiaki..." Mika worriedly moved closer to her.
"Hey, Mika... Seigo, you guys haven't left yet?"
"Seeing how you're acting, how could we possibly leave you behind!"
"I... I'm fine. I was just thinking about something." Chiaki smiled wryly.
"You received a call from a high-interest loan shark, but you really can't pay up, so you're about to be forced to go to sea, so you're considering whether or not to escape overnight... or something like that?" Seiji expressionlessly said all of this in one breath.
"That's too long! And the plot is so cliché! "Chiaki reflexively retorted.
"Then wouldn't it be better to change the last part to saying that you're considering which pose you want to debut in?"
"What a terrible dirty joke!"
Mika was rendered speechless.
Chiaki and Seiji exchanged glances and both chuckled.
"If you still have the energy to retort, then at least it's not something earth-shattering, so I can rest assured.
Although I wanted to reassure you, it's still a little difficult for me to accept that you're so easily assured... "
"My worry only lasts until 3: 30 in the afternoon."
"Don't make it sound like you're a temporary worker!"
"How troublesome... I'll just reluctantly worry a little longer."
Seiji made a 45-degree pose as he slammed his right hand on the table.
"Hurry up and tell me, or there won't be any more chances! Who the hell called you!? "
"Don't play the torturous interrogation play!" Chiaki forcefully retorted.
Then, she sighed.
"Honestly, it's rare for me to have a young girl's heart, but you've ruined it all, Seigo."
"Do you have something like that?"
"I'm angry!"
* Smack! * Seiji really did receive a punch.
"Hmph, trash with only a combat power of five." He pretended to wear a pair of eyeglasses as he condescendingly spoke.
"Are you done or not!" Chiaki and Mika both shouted at the same time.
Seiji finally stopped fooling around.
* Cough cough. *
Chiaki coughed as she faced her two good friends who were seriously listening to her. She then looked at them again.
"Yeah... actually... I..." Chiaki scratched her face awkwardly.
"The words were on the tip of my tongue... but I suddenly felt embarrassed to say it, heehee..." the tomboy said awkwardly.
Mika and Seiji were rendered speechless.
What the hell!!!
Just as Mika's eyes gradually became hollow, and Seiji's face began to twitch, Chiaki forcefully scratched her head.
"Alright, I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"
"Actually, that phone call..."
"It was my... ex-girlfriend, who called!"
Oh, I see.
Hmm? Wait a moment, something seemed off... ex-girlfriend?
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