In this crossover anime, I've been bound to two systems.

Suzumiya Chisato reached out, trying to remove her hand from her clothes.

"Don't move, they'll be scared away."

Touma Kazusa spoke in a low voice.

No, even if you shout at them now, they won't leave.

Suzumiya Senri did not utter such words. He obeyed the other party's words, neither speaking nor moving, turning himself into a wooden figure.

Making such a move was definitely not out of a desire to get close to pretty girls.

It wasn't until Touma Kazusa's interest in observing the crows up close was satisfied that she realized that Suzumiya Chisato's palm had been resting on the back of her hand the whole time.

She looked up in a panic, and Suzumiya Chisato looked up back at her, her expression showing no sign of distress.

Touma Kazusa pulled her hand back as if she had been electrocuted. The disappearance of the warmth she felt on the back of her hand made her feel a little lost, but she kept this feeling to herself.

She broke the remaining cookies in her hand into pieces and threw them on the ground, looking somewhat flustered.

"I'm going back."

"Let's go together."

Suzumiya Chisato reached out her hand.

Touma Kazusa jerked back, her hands instantly reaching behind her back, an unusual blush rising on her delicate face.

"You! What are you doing!"

Suzumiya Senri looked at her strangely.

"Nothing, just give me the cookie wrapper. Ah, could it be..."

Touma Kazusa interrupted him urgently.

"Here you go! You nagging fool! You should have made this clear from the beginning!"

She felt like her brain was about to explode, and she shoved the cookie wrapper into Suzumiya Chisato's hand.

But when she turned to leave, her movements were so large that they startled some crows, whose flapping wings caught on the hem of her skirt, causing it to fly high.

Even though Touma Kazusa immediately reached out and desperately pulled down the back of her skirt the moment she felt the coolness on her bottom, the scenery that was right in front of her at that instant was still clearly seen by Suzumiya Chisato.

Surprisingly, it's a pure white color scheme paired with pink ribbon textures.

The moment Touma Kazusa turned around, Suzumiya Chisato stretched out her hands and quickly spoke.

"I did not see anything!"

"You...! Ah!"

There is a flaw!

The jet-black wings mingled among the crows, and the instant Touma Kazusa turned around, they took flight from directly beneath her.

The front of the skirt, once again, flew high up, losing its basic function of providing coverage.

Suzumiya Chisato then saw some different scenery.

The pink bow in the very center is small and kind of cute...

Touma Kazusa's pink lips trembled uncontrollably, and her slender, delicate eyes glared fiercely at Suzumiya Chisato. However, the incredibly cute shy expression she displayed now infinitely diminished her usual aloofness and rendered her utterly intimidating.

She didn't say another word and stormed off in a huff.

After she left, the black wings flew down and landed on Suzumiya Senri's shoulder, gently tapping his chin with its mouth, as if it were asking for praise.

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Chapter 102 Waiting

Am I an idiot? Why am I blushing?! Why am I blushing?!

Wouldn't it be better to act more nonchalant? Wouldn't it be better to pretend to be mature and show a calm, indifferent, and nonchalant reaction?

Why did they have to be so panicked, so humiliated, and in the end, just run away in a panic!

Doesn't that mean, in a sense, that I feel shy because of him?

That guy must have realized this! He might even be secretly laughing at her!

Touma Kazusa lay on her desk, seemingly motionless, but her toes, encased in black stockings, had awkwardly dug out a three-bedroom-one-living-room shape inside her white indoor shoes.

She was reflecting on her actions.

Even after the second and third classes, when Suzumiya Chisato tried to talk to her, she didn't react at all, pretending to be asleep to completely isolate herself from the outside world.

She held the belief that as long as she didn't mention the incident and the day passed by, her embarrassment would be completely forgotten by the other party.

I planned to escape quickly through the back door after the last class.

That was her plan, and indeed, the moment the teacher announced the end of get out of class in the fourth period, she picked up her schoolbag, which didn't contain many books, and walked out.

But she was stopped by Suzumiya Chisato, who was prepared.

"Step aside."

"Wait a minute, Touma, I have something to tell you."

"I have nothing to say to you."

Touma Kazusa didn't dare look at him and turned her gaze away.

"This is very important. Give me some time, let's talk it over properly."

We... the two of us...

That is to say, being alone together...

You jerk, do you know what frivolous things you're saying?!

"I'm busy..."

Extremely wavering, Touma Kazusa suppressed the thought that she had almost agreed without realizing it, and once again refused.

The teacher, who had already left, returned to the classroom with her lecture materials.

"Suzumiya-san, could you please come to my office for a moment?"

The teacher gently waved her hand at him, revealing a tender smile.

"Ok!"

After loudly replying to the teacher, Suzumiya Chisato looked back at Touma Kazusa and quickly stated his meaning.

"Wait for me here. I'll be right back. Don't go."

After saying this, he stepped aside and walked toward his teacher who was waiting for him at the front door.

"..."

After watching his figure leave the classroom, Touma Kazusa left without saying a word through the back door.

You self-righteous idiot, who would obediently follow your demands? That would just make me look like an idiot just like you.

Touma Kazusa walked heavily down the stairs, changed her shoes, and headed towards the school gate.

Her initially firm resolve and unwavering steps began to falter as she drew closer to the school gates.

She walked to the school gate, just one step away from leaving the school, but she stopped. After taking a few breaths, she slowly turned around and walked back the way she came.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Suzumiya Chisato's homeroom teacher, Yukino Yukari, who teaches classical Chinese, is currently holding his right hand with both hands and gently swaying it up and down, looking very happy.

"The results of the previous test are out. Suzumiya, you're amazing! You ranked sixth in the grade this time."

They actually managed to get sixth place.

Suzumiya Chisato seemed somewhat surprised. It wasn't that he was Versailles, but rather that the original owner didn't have much knowledge about learning, and his grades in the first year were only below average in his class.

After taking over the leadership, he studied diligently every day and knew that his exam results would not be too bad, but he was still a little surprised when the results came out. He actually broke into the top ten in the grade by accident.

So, if I work a little harder, it seems like getting first place in the grade isn't out of the question.

"This is your report card. It was supposed to be handed out tomorrow morning and publicly recognized on the school bulletin board, but since this is a happy occasion for you, I'm telling you in advance. You must have studied hard at home during the holidays, right? Take it home early to make your parents happy and let them buy you some treats as a reward."

Suzumiya Senri glanced at the report card as she received it from Ms. Yukino.

Subjects like modern literature, classical literature, world history, and geography scored so high compared to subjects like math, English, and physics that it seemed like cheating.

As expected, the talent I received from Kasumigaoka Utaha came in handy. The power of a top student is truly amazing.

"Please keep up the good work. If you maintain this level of performance, you'll definitely be able to get into a great university after graduation."

"Thank you, teacher."

Yukino Yukari gently encouraged Suzumiya Chisato a few more times, and told him not to be arrogant or complacent because of his achievements, before indicating that he could leave.

Just as he bent down to leave, the history teacher called him back.

She was a middle-aged woman with glasses and a stern face. She had also taught Suzumiya Chisato in the first year and still remembered him.

A student who ranked in the middle to lower ranks in the first grade suddenly saw his scores skyrocket to the top ten in the grade at the beginning of the second grade, which is unbelievable from any perspective.

"Teacher Shangge..."

Yukino Yuka looked troubled. She roughly understood what the other person was thinking when they called out to Suzumiya Chisato. She stood up, wanting to say something.

"It's alright, Yukino-sensei."

Suzumiya Senri, however, showed no fear and appeared quite calm, for he was upright and had nothing to fear.

Moreover, on his way to the office, he also saw Touma Kazusa walking towards the school gate.

Since that guy didn't wait for him and went back today, he'll just ask her out again tomorrow. It just so happens that he can now confidently accept the challenge from the teacher who has doubts about his grades.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Touma Kazusa sat in the classroom.

The setting sun cast orange light through the window into the classroom where she sat alone, lost in thought.

The floor was damp from being mopped, and the air still carried that unpleasant smell.

He said, "I'll be back soon."