My New Life

Chapter 47: The Island Exam Pt.4

I yawned as I finished setting up the tent.

Not only the tent, but I'd already set up the toilet earlier as well, I'm feeling drained after the already lengthy day.

Hirata is working with a couple of others on the other tent.

"That should be it." I mumbled, wiping at my eyes.

"Thanks Shizukana-kun."

I smiled back tiredly as a bunch of different girls from the class excitedly entered the tent, one of two that we had.

"No, thank you girls, you made the job much easier for me."

I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Are you okay? You seem tired."

"I'm fine Kikyo. Don't worry about me."

I stood up, raising a hand to gently pet her head, and walked off, knowing there was still more to be done.

"Shizukana."

I turned at Ayanokoji's voice.

"Yes?"

"Hirata wants us to gather some firewood for a bonfire, is it alright if I ask you to help out?"

I looked over at the other tent being set up, then at the other guys.

"Sure, I'm sure everyone here can handle themselves well."

Walking out of the spot, we decided to just gather sticks in the general vicinity of the spot, not wanting to get lost as night approached.

The only thing illuminating us was the setting sun, after all.

We were both silent as we gathered branches, both comfortable enough in each other's presence.

"Shizukana, are you okay?"

"Hm?"

I looked over at Ayanokoji, who was standing tall as he held a bunch of branches.

"You seem tired, should I have asked someone else?"

I shook my head, grabbing a few more branches.

"No, it's fine, I just have a lot on my mind, that's all."

"Are you sure?"

I grinned.

"I'm fine, I swear, just a bit absentminded."

"Does it have to do with earlier?"

"What?"

"Earlier, when you and I made it back out of the forest, you looked stunned for a moment."

"Ah."

I reached a hand up, scratching the back of my head.

"Uh, yeah, I just remembered something, it's fine."

"You're saying "It's fine" a lot."

"I am? Huh, I guess so."

"It's making me believe whatever is going on is not fine."

"..."

He continued to stare at me, trying to understand what I was thinking, and I smiled gently.

"I'll tell you, but not now, is that okay?"

"Sure, how long do you need?"

"Let's say until I can remember my past." I brought a hand up, tapping the side of my head.

His brow furrowed at that, seemingly confused.

I sighed.

"I think... I'm somehow connected to you, and your past." I admitted.