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Oshitari walked slowly down the stairs
Oshitari sighed softly as he walked the stairs. He couldn't remember what happened yesterday. Not a single thing. As he walked slowly for the canteen, a lot of people kept a distance, as if they were afraid of him.
His head was suffering from a headache. He rested his head on his palm, and slowly looked at Inui and Yanagi who was sitting opposite of him.
Both of them ate slowly. Putting a spoon and another spoon into their mouths.
Yanagi stopped all of a sudden, and frowned.
"…Sadaharu."
"What is it?"
"The taste of my soup is weird."
"Ah…" Inui pushed his eyeglasses, and drifted into his thoughts.
"99percents that you were thinking of how to answer me."
"You're right."
"Shoot."
"Okay. Actually, before you drink the soup. I accidentally spilled my Inui Juice into your bowl." Inui's eyeglasses flashed as he finished.
"Then, Sadaharu, why didn't you tell me in the first place?"
"Because I want to see your reaction after drinking it."
"You want to see my reaction?"
Inui nodded.
"I see," Yanagi replied coolly. Clutching his fist, he punched Inui upwards from his jaw in the speed of light.
Bang!
"80percents that you're going to hit me from below."
"97percents that you can't dodge it."
"Renji, you're getting meaner these days."
"Oh…"
Oshitari slummed down on his chair. This was the first time in life, that his jaw was so close to the ground.
That's Yanagi Renji?! Rikkai's data specialist Yanagi Renji?! The silent and quiet Yanagi Renji?!
Oshitari didn't want to admit it, but Yanagi's punch just now was very perfect.
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Right now in the middle of summer, to a normal student, what meaning did it contain?
Right. It's summer holiday! But no matter how strong the princes were in tennis, how handsome they were, they wouldn't be able to escape the fate of a student.
If you were a student, you must hand in homework to the teachers. Everyone knew this, that's why all of them had brought their homework along with them.
That night, everyone started writing their homework.
Shishido shook his head, glaring at the piece of blank paper on his desk.
He showed an unsatisfied look. "Che… Animal/Plant-study journal again…"
In this campsite, hardly any plants could be found nearby. If there were nothing to study at, he wouldn't be able to finish it. Shishido hated to lie or make up things for the sake of homework, that's why studying plants were out of question.
He took a peek at Kirihara next to him, finding that he was writing lots and lots of words.
He leaned a little closer to the boy to find that he was writing a journal too.
"Kirihara."
"Hmm?"
"You're writing a journal?"
"Yes."
"A study journal?"
Kirihara nodded.
"What kind of study journal?"
"Animal."
"Ha?" Shishido blinked and mumbled, "There isn't a single animal here? Are you just making things up?"
He hated liars.
"Who said there isn't?" Finishing a paragraph, Kirikara looked up with a cheerful smile, a little too cheerful for Shishido's liking.
Shishido wondered was there really one? "Where?"
"There." He grinned and pointed at a boy who was sleeping on the bench.
Akutagawa Jirou.
"…"
Kirihara slammed his hand on the table as he thought that the other boy was looking down on him. "Stop being so stubborn! If I waited till this camp is over, the school would have started already. If I don't make use of things around, then I am not call Kirihara Akaya." He threw the book into Shishido's face.
Shishido picked it up, and slowly read it with a calm-down look.
Another short one this time.
Just figure out yesterday that my brain is half dead.
Thanks for reading.
Nakanura