There was only one sound. Chalk no longer scratched on blackboard because the girl who had been writing on it was sobbing.
Komi was sobbing!
Five minutes ago, he would have panicked and tried everything in his might to stop the tears of the goddess.
Now he wordlessly offered his handkerchief and kept his eyes to the ground.
To think a girl like her would be like that.
So troubled.
So normal.
And to think he was actually good at reading the atmosphere.
So foolish.
Sobs wouldn't have such a regular pattern.
This girl really just had the hiccups.