There is No Problem with the Youth Under the Snow

"And then one day, they were told to me if they didn't want to go on like this."

"Just plain makeup and come to school in school uniform."

Yukinoshita looked at Isshiki with a calm expression on his face.

Play the role of a listener and ask questions at the right time.

"Did you reject it?"

Isshiki tapped his small chin with his index finger.

A look of reminiscence was revealed, the eyelids drooped slightly, the long and slightly warped eyelids trembled gently in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the edges seemed to be coated with a layer of lonely dim yellow.

"Well, how do you say it?"

"In the beginning, I also thought about agreeing."

"but."

As she spoke, she put her hands on her chest, and suddenly a lovely smile appeared.

"I rejected it for some reason."

As if he was deliberately hiding something.

Isshiki's answer seemed a little ambiguous.

Yukinoshita's clear pupils reflected a petite figure with a cute smile.

In line with the previous investigation, Isshiki's image gradually filled her mind.

In the depths of her actions, there is this part that cares about the opinions of others.

A light and lovely self or a hearty image to show yourself.

It's just a character tag attached to that self, like a tag in a department store, and it has nothing to do with personal feelings.

Because of the character's character, after that, he just took actions that fit the character's setting.

In that action, there is no meaning beyond that, and there is no more leeway.

But Isshiki seems to have undergone some inexplicable changes recently.

Other than that, there was one more thing that Yukinoshita couldn't understand.

Why Isshiki would have an unimaginable interest in himself.

This is a question that even she can't quite figure out.

But it seems to have grasped something vaguely, like a hazy feeling of seeing flowers in the fog.

No reason, no answer.

This made her somewhat irritable.

At this time, Isshiki seemed to suddenly remember something and clapped his hand with an "ah".

"It seems to be a bit off topic."

"That... So, if you recommend me to be the chairman of the sports festival, first of all, there may be some problems with execution."

Yukinoshita shook his head and calmed down.

"In this case, I will try my best to assist you."

"That—is it okay to entrust it to senior..."

She seemed worried.

It's understandable to feel uncomfortable being asked for such an important thing for the first time.

"of course."

In Yukinoshita's light words, it was the usual confident tone, full of reassuring feeling.

"Well, I can only rely on seniors."

As if looking for the straw, Ishiki stared at Yuuki, but in her clear pupils, there seemed to be other unspeakable emotions.

However, Yukinoshita's heart was not affected.

Because what Isshiki was like in the past, what is in the present, and what will happen in the future, actually has nothing to do with her.

All Yukinoshita had to do now was to complete the commission.

Assist until the end.

Get what you want, that's all.

All the rest are beyond her concern.

Yukinoshita didn't immediately respond to Isshiro's words, just glanced out the window lightly.

There was still no expression on his delicate face as white as jade.

The sky is burning slowly.

The clouds are gradually dimming.