
“Why are you so tense? Though not something important either, because he, Sherly, is really great at beating people.”
“You mean a fight?”
“Yes, but not Sherly. Although I said so, who finished the final part he anyway.”
“What do I think I need to intervene?”
I don't really understand the question, I mean, does he have a high position in this school to say that?
If the fact is so, it should be a plus for the club he made. Like other clubs whose chairman has certain advantages so that people will be easier to be interested because they feel the belief that joining them is not a bad idea. As for Ryuga, just looking at it was like a sun, as if there was a positive aura shining around it. So therefore also I wonder, how could he experience a member crisis.
“It seems unnecessary.”
At the same time, Ryuga did his first gulp, then I followed. Half of Ryuga's coffee was gone, as if there was a black hole in his mouth. If it were me, it would be impossible, because this is still more than a warm word.
But I don't expect to drink coffee at times like this it tastes very synchronous. Added to the sight of people passing by, made me feel a new pleasant situation. When I think about it again, my school life here seems to be going smoothly, there are even some friends I have. Of course they are good people, I do not want to choose for the part, so you could say that I am the type of person who likes to pick and choose friends— I should not be proud of it.
“How about the letter I gave you back then, has it been found who sent it?”
Responding to that, Ryuga interrupted his pocket and as his hand re-appeared, a look back at the previous letter. He handed it to me so I could guess what the outcome would be like.
“I asked Sherly, she said she didn't know, and then kicked me out. While the other one, his name is AI, it also seems that he is not the culprit.”
“So so yes.”
I still intend to solve this mystery. It's nothing, if you consider it just a coincidence, it would be a big mistake.
Thus, thinking about his chronology did not make me find a clear end at all. If you identify on the inside, look or look, surely everyone will consider the letter as a love statement. The envelope alone is pink, there are small images that also serve to fill in the empty field, a kind of picture of the heart. But the contents, only in the form of plain paper that fills the entire inner space of the envelope if the condition is still prime. The message also does not reflect a letter, whether personal or official, because there are no parts of the letter such as the name of the sender, the name of the intended person, the address, opening and closing greetings, and the letter itself, just straight to the point, too short and dense. He also wrote using a pen that can easily fade if rubbing too hard with other objects, even I am not sure if the contents of this letter can still be read now.
After all, if it was true that it was not the Volunteer Club members who did it, it could clearly be confirmed that there was no other reason to do that. If, for example, just guessing, the strange thing is the person in front of me, I mean the seat in front of me there is no one, but it actually reinforces the fact that the person is not the culprit. Then the seat closest to me was Grizelle, thinking of her as the culprit, it sounded impossible, but I'll ask her later. Maybe I can also find out who is the person sitting in front of me, from the results of the grouping that is stuck outside the classroom seems to make it easier for me to find out.
While thinking about the thing that makes the mind become a somersault, I occasionally gulp my coffee, this is like when an office worker who is dizzy with his company problems. It didn't take long, I really spent it, hopefully there's no such thing as being addicted to excess caffeine.
“What's up? Here let me throw it away.”
“Ah, yes, thank you.”
Ryuga is so nice, since meeting him, it feels like the world is going too easily. To be honest I want to join his club now, but it's best not to be for the next few days.
When Ryuga came back here, he sat down for a while and the bell came home and finally rang. Most people still stick to their activities, indeed no one forbids after school activities from the beginning.
Afterwards Ryuga got up from his seat again, looking at me with a smile that he had been emitting from earlier.
“I go first, I have something to do.”
“Yes. Anyway I also want to go home.”
As she walked away, I remained unattended from the chair. The reason is of course if going home together with the crowd, plus I have to guide my bike, it would be very ineffective. So I decided to let them create a space that I could go through without meeting any obstacles.
But just being quiet like this, made me remember that I really had not eaten anything satisfying before, in short I was hungry and it was evident when I heard a sound from my stomach. Indeed, before I had eaten crepes that Osmond made, the portion is quite large but certainly not intended to eliminate hunger as a whole, after all it was a few hours ago, it was already a few hours ago, now there is a large cavity that must be filled with food. However, I do not intend to buy it here or from the food sold by my peers at this school. In other words, I intend to stop by at some place first before finally actually going home. I haven't eaten out in a long time, so it doesn't seem like a bad idea.
After that as it was supposed to be, I took a bike in the parking lot and walked along the path to my house while looking around to find some kind of restaurant or cafe that could be visited.