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The student union room after school.

Yamada-san was looking at his laptop seriously as always, frantically typing on the keyboard to enter complex numbers.

Because of Jingujizuki's amazing memory, he would have to write down those numbers just by taking a glance at them, which gave him a headache. Therefore, he kept a certain distance from this junior student in the hope that he would not misunderstand that he was disliked by him. That’s fine.

Tsukida Jinguji thought this from the bottom of his heart.

Walking to the desk of the student council president, Jinguji Yue quietly waited for today's president's instructions.

However, after Hoshino Mori Hoshino stamped a document in his hand, he gently held the table with both hands, stood up and showed an elegant smile to Jinguji Yue.

"Let's go, Jinguji-san."

The young man looked at Hoshino Mori Hoshino in confusion.

"where to?"

"You'll know if you come with me."

So Tsuki Jinguji followed Hoshino Mori Hoshino out of the student union room, all the way from the old school building, through the school atrium, to the club building.

"Ah...President, good afternoon."

"Hello."

When they met several third-year seniors, they would take the initiative to say hello to Hoshino Mori Hoshino, and then secretly look at Jinguji Tsuki who was following Hoshino Mori Hoshino one by one.

His expression couldn't be described as outright disgust, but rather a subtle curiosity, and a hint of shyness that almost stole his soul away from the boy's handsome skin.

After the seniors walked towards the back of them, Jinguji Yue vaguely heard a few words like "Who cares if he is so handsome or not?" and "The president should be quick to strike."

To be honest, Jinguji Yue doesn't feel that there is anything to be proud of. His appearance was given by his parents and he did not put any effort into it.

Besides, no matter how handsome you are, you will eventually grow old one day.

You can attract girls and send them away just by relying on your handsome appearance. Not to mention Jinguji Yue, you can do this kind of thing.

Yes, that's you.

After being promoted to Kamizura High School for so long, Jinguji Tsuki is the first time to come back to the club building, astronomy club, literature and art club, light music club, reasoning club, divination club, game production club, Sazuren club, MyGO research club, although before I've heard for a long time that the club activities at Kamizakura High School are particularly rich, and it does feel dizzying.

In short, the boy could roughly feel that this was not a world where a lonely person like him could come alone.

"Okay, we're here."

The location was the third floor of the club building, the first classroom on the left at the corner of the stairs. Jinguji Yue looked up and saw a slightly yellowed name tag nailed to the door frame of the classroom.

"Theatrical Department?"

"Yes."

Hoshino Mori Hoshino smiled slightly, knocked on the door of the mobile classroom, and slowly moved away.

"Everyone, I'm here."

"Oh...it's Hoshino Mori-senpai."

"President."

"Hello, senior."

"Good afternoon, Hoshino Mori-senpai."

As soon as Hoshino Mori Hoshino and Jinguji Tsuki appeared at the entrance of the drama department, a burst of joy erupted in the activity room. Of course, this welcome was all for Hoshino Mori Hoshino and had nothing to do with the young man beside them.

"Senior Hoshino Mori, you are finally here. We have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Thank you very much, senior, for coming to the drama club today."

"It's a great honor! I'm so proud!"

"Hey~ It's too exaggerated. As a front member of the drama club, I came to see how the juniors are working hard."

"Yes! Thank you very much! Please give me some guidance today!"

Even Hoshino Mori Hoshino herself did not expect that this group of first-year juniors would welcome her so much. She was a little flattered, and Jinguji Yue beside her silently took a step back.

Such a passionate club is obviously the most distant existence for a marginalized and lonely person like Jinguji Yue, and even makes him shy away from it even more than the sports club.

In the end, with the help of Hoshino Mori Hoshino, Tsuki Jinguji entered the drama club.

When the classroom door behind him closed with a "snap", the boy had an inexplicable illusion that he was in trouble.

Well, I hope it's really an illusion.

The activity classroom in the drama department is no different from a regular classroom. Desks are piled against the wall, and there is a row of chairs at the back of the classroom.

There are two hangers placed by the window, and the costumes from the performance are hung on them. There are several cardboard boxes next to them full of small props.

The center of the classroom seemed very spacious, with a "T" shaped tape on the floor.

Jingujizuki stood aside silently and looked at it for a while, and roughly understood what Hoshino Mori Hoshino was doing today.

Although she had previously rejected the drama club's invitation to perform, as a former drama club member, she must have had feelings for this club. When these first-year drama club members asked her to come and guide them, The request was probably made with the intention of helping them.

But what does this have to do with me.

Deciding to be transparent, Jingujizuki walked straight to the back of the classroom, sat down on a chair, crossed his arms and yawned.

Hoshino Mori Hoshino glanced at the boy helplessly at first, but did not lecture him. This club was almost all first-year students. Even if she wanted to scold him, she would have to find a place where there were no other people, such as the student union room.

She has no bad taste in embarrassing boys in public.

So, she had no choice but to take the script for the play that was to be performed at the cultural festival handed over by her junior student Kudo, and read through the pages.

"Hmm... the setting is a bit cliche, but the story is not bad. Is it original?"

"No, it's adapted from a light novel."

"light novel?"

"Well, it's quite popular. It's a best-seller. Don't you know, senior?"

"Hmm...I'm a little bit...hmm about this kind of illustrated novels." Hoshino Mori Hoshino smiled politely but awkwardly.

Jinguji Yue, who was sitting in the back row, couldn't help but find it funny. After all, she was a woman who could read "Forbidden Colors" in the student council room. How could she read such otaku novels that relied on illustrations to drive sales.

To be honest, Jinguji Tsuki himself can read light novels, but the illustrations are much more important than the text, so he doesn't have high expectations for this script.

Can't they do some "Romeo and Juliet" or "The Revenge of the Prince" or something like that?That kind of classic play is the safest.

Jingujizuki thought so and caught a glimpse of the script placed on the stool next to him.

"Hello, can I take a look at this?" Jinguji Yue pointed at the notebook.

"Eh? It's okay, senior."

After turning a few pages, Jinguji Yue realized that this was a story he knew.

Generally speaking, it is a story about a one-eyed boy who can see the life span of others and a girl who is destined to die in three years. They go on adventures together.

Feeling a little more interested, he silently looked through it.