"Hmm, hmm, hmm... hmm, hm, hm, hm, hmm..."
Time is quick to come and go, and alas, a new day arises. Unfortunately, it's already in the evening. The school is usually packed and busied with the students roaming about and the teachers who sometimes watch the hallway for any nosy students. And fortunately for the students, the school day is over, and most of the students go to their respected clubs. Unfortunately for the teachers, they need to work until the late evening to check the assignments and other stuff to do.
The current evening has such nice weather. There was a lack of orange sunlight due to the cloudy day, but at least a bit cold for everyone. What's more of a better evening that the students don't have to suffer a hard rain on their way back home? That, of course, the fresh, breezing winds that flow throughout the school's exterior and open windows. And even then, there's a specific green leaf flying by itself throughout the sky.
The floating leaf eventually makes its way up to a few floors to enter an open window, to which then the leaf lands by itself upon the table. A person then grabs the supposed leaf and heads back to the window before sending it flying out. Before she then returns to her seat, returning to her reading on her phone as she waits. Taking a deep breath of the fresh air coming through the window.
Sakurako is currently entertaining herself in the Student Council Office by reading some stuff on her phone. She doesn't have to deal with the paperwork because she has done her duties as best as possible, along with Rise Matsumoto, who sat quietly on her individual desk. Well... Sakurako wasn't able to finish all of the paperwork due to her unfamiliarity with some specific paperwork, and some papers require Ayano's signature.
Nevertheless, she waits for the others to arrive. The current topic she's reading is the specifications of a few numbers of rifles and pistols she might want to buy from Shiba. And that's considering how much money she got from her last job. She won't have such intention to tell her friends or family about the money she got. The last thing she wants is to arouse them any suspicion about where she got the money.
It feels like a few minutes have gone, the other Student Councils have just arrived at the office, including Ayano. Of course, Sakurako almost expected that the whole Amusement Club is here, because all of them are here, including that bumbling Kyouko. Ayano, Himawari, and Chitose, per usual, procure a mesmerizing smile on the stacks of paperwork before them. The Student Councils and the club members greeted the two before the Student Councils then sit down at their table. Himawari puts her bag beside her table and sits next to the previously dumb blonde.
"Did you finish all the paperwork by yourself?" Himawari asked with a raised brow.
"Not all," Sakurako then lowered her phone. "There are some papers I'm not familiar with, and some of them need Ayano-senpai's signature. I have compiled three different stacks to make the job easier for you."
"Really?" Chitose asked as she looked over the three stacks at the corner of the table. "Thank you for your hard work, Sakurako-chan."
"You should thank Rise-senpai as well. She helped me a bit to arrange these papers," Sakurako added.
The girls are stunned by her words at the moment before Ayano turns at Rise. "T-thank you, Seito Kaicho."
Rise's reply was inaudible except for her mouth gestures, to which then Sakurako translates it. "She said 'no problem, Ayano-chan.'"
The girls are satisfied with the translation, whereas Yui is still impressed by her translation. "I'm still wondering how you could understand what she said."
"Aw, didn't I tell you that she has telepathy, huh?" Kyouko playfully stated as she is clinging onto Yui.
"Hey, we have said that's not it," Ayano responded with an empty stare.
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A Girl's Turmoil
FanfictionSakurako Oomuro is just an average lousy middle schoolgirl. A cheerful, lazy, and annoying girl for Himawari and her own family. But, there is this one time that Sakurako is no longer the same for their whole life. How could Sakurako's way of life...