Chapter 55

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High School 35th Part.

And then, a few days later.

I, as expected, became Genbu-sempai’s house-sitter. But, I think it’s about time for me to go home. Genbu-sempai’s house is more than comfortable, so I’m afraid I’m won’t be able to leave soon.

I haven’t met Hiroto since then.

Hasumyouji-sempai seems to have transferred schools, from what I heard from Teruki. Teruki is still a member of the public morals committee, he seems to be doing the work well. Souma-sempai is as intense as ever, occasionally when I look worn out, he laughingly coaxes me to use lap to recover from my fatigue. Like that Suzaku-kun behaving spoiled with Teruki and then kicking him off seems to be becoming the latest custom, things seem a little lively.

Kenshin came to visit me yesterday.

When he saw me, he smiled at me in relief.

After that, Genbu-sempai and Kenshin chatted a bit, Kenshin just hugged me once and went home. I sent him off, watching until I could no longer see his back.

Me and Hiroto and Kenshin, the three of us played together when we were little, it was Kenshin who stuck up for me when Hiroto was teasing me and made me cry, remembering made me feel contented.

That day too, Genbu-sempai was studying beside me while I did my summer homework. Sempai’s studying too, huh, when I saw him, I thought, so he’s preparing for once? and he smiled at me through his glasses.

When I was drinking coffee during down time, the interphone rang.

While Sempai was dealing with work beside me, and I was thinking “A customer, huh” and was about to leave the living room, but Sempai stopped me.

“…Yuu? You can stay if you like?”

“…? Got it.”

With that, I returned to my seat.

I went to the entranceway to see Sempai off, and went to the kitchen to put away my coffee cup. While washing the cup, I could hear voice in the entrance quarreling about something, and feeling anxious, I peeked into the entrance.

“…Sempai? What’s wrong?”

Sempai was standing in the corridor with his back facing me, like he was blocking me.

An icy atmosphere seemed to be flowing off of his back, I cowered, startled.

I called out to Sempai, and seeing me he sighed, and unlocked the front door.

Someone flew inside like the wind.

And, shockingly they gathered me into a hug.

“…Yuu…”

It’s Hiroto.

A little worn out, his face showing fatigue, his crimson eyes that are always filled with self-confidence, are looking at me without concealing his heart.

Seeing Hiroto after a long time, I’m worried if I can call out to him the same.

I freeze speechless as Hiroto’s shaking palm brushes my cheek. Shivers raced up my spine. Unconsciously my gaze wandered, seeking for someone’s help.

“………”

Like that Hiroto noticed me; the moment our eyes met his eyes widened, and his face crumpled. His face looked like he wanted to cry, surprising me, freezing me in place again.

“If I meet Hiroto, what should I do?” I’d always wondered.

My beloved childhood friend.

Should I scold him that the incident with Hasumyouji-sempai was scary?

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