Let's do it again, Yukino.

"Fine, don't believe me then. Xiao Qi is one of them, and Qing Jun is another. You're all people I can't trust."

"...Wait, you said Hachiman also found out? Tell me in detail what happened."

Seeing Yuihama about to leave, rambling on and on, Haruhi, upon hearing Hachiman's name, stopped smiling and grabbed Yui.

……

"...You really aren't lying? That girl, Yuki, really agreed to be Sagami Minami's assistant?"

"Of course, Xiaoqi and I both heard Xiaoxue say that with our own ears. Um... wait, Qingjun, what did you just call Xiaoxue? Why did you call her Xiaoxue too?"

"...Ahaha, I almost got led astray by you, Yui. I actually meant to talk about Yukinoshita. It's all your fault, Yui, that made me slip up."

Kasuga, who almost let slip, quickly changed his address back. Luckily, the person standing in front of him was Yui, the easiest to fool in the Service Club. If it had been Hachiman, he probably would have been secretly keeping an eye on his relationship with Yukino at this moment.

"Therefore, Yuki plans to temporarily suspend the activities of the Service Club for the time being and devote herself to helping Sagami Minami organize the cultural festival. What makes me even angrier is that Yuki is not going to let me and Hachiman help her. She plans to take on this task by herself."

"What the hell? This means they're not treating us like friends at all..."

Thinking of this, a somewhat aggrieved Yui Yuigahama seemed to recall that cold and unapproachable appearance under the snow at that moment. When neither she nor Xiaoqi had a more efficient solution in a short time, Xiaoqi suggested the terrible idea of ​​having Yui Yuigahama go to Haruhi.

Well, in Yuihama's and Xiaoqi's eyes, it was a terrible idea.

"..."

But when I looked up,

Yui noticed that Haruhi, whose complexion had been perfectly normal, was now squatting on the ground, seemingly suffering from a stomachache.

For some reason, the boy's usually calm expression turned into one of pain. He clutched his lower abdomen, closed his eyes tightly, and beads of sweat, like tiny soybeans, streamed down his forehead.

Leaning against the wall, the boy sat down on the ground in this corner with his head down.

"Kasuga-kun, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Yuihama was also stunned by the boy's behavior and quickly went over to help Haruhi sit down.

"It's an old problem, nothing serious. It just hasn't flared up in a long time, but it's recently recurred due to staying up too late. Don't worry."

Taking a deep breath, after a long while, Chunri's originally unpleasant expression gradually calmed down.

"Are you really alright? Qingjun's face looked really bad just now. Why don't you go to the infirmary first?"

Yuihama still looked very worried.

This was the first time she had ever seen the boy in front of her when he was sick.

"I already said I'm fine. It's just because I haven't been resting regularly lately. I'm not a superhero, getting sick is normal, isn't it?" Feeling that the pain in her abdomen had subsided, Haruhi waved her hand, gently shaking off Yuihama's hand that was supporting her. She stood up from the corner, leaned against the wall, and said softly.

I've really put a lot of effort into the cultural festival lately, and I'm even more exhausted than when I was preparing for exams.

"Yeah, I was just too excited, hehe."

"In short, you mustn't tell anyone else about this. If they find out that even the tyrant of Soubu High School, Kasuga-sama, is sick, they'll definitely start thinking about rebellion."

"Yes, I will. I won't tell Xiaoqi, Xiaoyuki, or Hiratsuka-sensei."

Yui revealed her usual innocent, puppy-like smile.

Kasuga: "..."

This little bun doesn't look as silly as I thought.

"Well, as for the matter of Yukinoshita, I will investigate it further. After all, I don't know anything about Sagami Minami, and Yuihama, you are someone who knows Sagami quite well, so your personal judgment may be inaccurate. Anyway, let me ask the others first."

It wasn't that Kasuga didn't believe Yuihama's words; Kasuga simply felt that not everyone could see through a person's true nature, and that one shouldn't speak without investigation.

……

After separating from Yuigahama,

Originally intending to return to the classroom, Haruhi changed her mind at the last minute and headed towards the conference room.

A few days ago, he temporarily asked Nagato to fill in for him as an executive committee member.

Today, because of Xiaoxue's matter, Chunri went to the conference room again.

The cultural festival's meeting room is located at the left corner of the corridor, right at the L-shaped corner, which connects to the staircase leading to the third floor for second-year students.

Just as I arrived at the stairwell, I ran into Aizawa Shoko, whom I had met once before, in the hallway.

"Haru...Haru...Haru...classmate"

"Well, just call me Kasuga-kun, no need to be so nervous. I don't remember bullying you recently, Aizawa-kun."

Since it was on the way, and seeing that Aizawa was alone with no other classmates, Kasuga walked next to the girl.

Almost a summer has passed since his last confession, and Aizawa, who hasn't spoken to Haruhi for a while, looks noticeably nervous.

"Yes, Kasuga-kun."

"That's more like it..."

Chunri nodded in satisfaction.

Although he had some friction with this girl before because of Yukino-sensei, it was all in the past. Even Yukino-sensei had forgotten the unhappy things from the past, let alone Aizawa-san, who was a high school girl.

As for the so-called Stockholm syndrome, it's just a temporary illusion for the young girl.

Even if it was a not-so-romantic illusion.

"By the way, Aizawa, there's something I'd like to ask you. If you know the answer, please tell me, okay?"

Both of them were the class's executive committee members for this event, and Haruhi also had some things she wanted to ask others about.

"Well, you said."

Aizawa's long, wine-red hair fluttered in the wind as she watched the boy she liked asking her questions. Without hesitation, she readily replied.

"By the way, Aizawa, do you know that Sagami-san? You know the girl who volunteered to be the executive committee chairperson before, do you know her?"

Haruhi coughed and earnestly inquired about Sagami Minami from Aizawa Shoko.

"..."

For some reason, the girl, who had been quite happy, suddenly became somewhat sad after hearing him ask her about other girls.

"Kasuga-kun, could it be that the girl you told me you liked before is Sagami Minami? I... I can't accept this!!"

"what?"

Watching Aizawa, who had covered his face and run sadly into the meeting room due to the huge difference in his situation, I realized...

Spring Day stood there, looking completely bewildered.

Do you girls always think of things from that perspective?

(P.S.: FPX is awesome! I've been excited about LPL winning the championship again for so long, and I only started typing at 1 AM, but they were just so cool!!!!)

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Chapter Fifty: The Song Flies to Heaven

Yukinoshita was appointed as the vice chairperson of the executive committee for this cultural festival.

Of course, this was also something that Sagami himself brought up at the meeting.

Many people have heard it with their own ears.

However, Chunri, sitting on the very edge, was still puzzled by Xiaoxue's indifferent attitude.

According to his common sense, Xiaoxue shouldn't have done that...

Is there some hidden story behind this?

Therefore, Kasuga once again turned her attention to Sagami Minami, who was speaking in the center of the crowd.

"Everyone must do their job well. There are still three weeks until the official start of the cultural festival. All the seniors and students have enough free time to carry out all the tasks well, so please do your best."

Again, these kinds of statements that sounded pointless to Haruhi.

"Excuse me, Chairman Sagami, may I interrupt for a moment?"

Faced with such a guy, Kasuga raised his left hand high.

"?!?!"

Clearly, Sagami, who had been trying his best to ignore this menacing figure, suddenly changed his expression when he saw Haruhi stand up from the crowd.

Sagami Minami certainly knew Haruhi Kasuga; at least, no second-year student didn't know him.

But she seemed to remember that she hadn't assigned him any tasks, right?

Even when he had a classmate represent him at the cultural festival meeting, she didn't say much.

"Is there something you need, Kasuga-kun?"

But why did this guy suddenly raise his hand at this crucial moment...?

"Um, Sagami-kun just said that we should do our best, right? So what's up with Yukinoshita-kun next to you?"

Haruhi gave Yukinoshita, who was sitting next to Sagami and meticulously assigning tasks for publicity and miscellaneous duties, a rather displeased look.

All of this had absolutely nothing to do with Xiaoxue.

He didn't like people who liked to shift the blame for things they disliked onto others, especially when that person was Xiaoxue...

I'm annoyed, extremely annoyed. Although I don't know what Xiaoxue is planning, I still feel inexplicably uncomfortable watching this scene.

"What? What happened?"

"Even though you're the one who's in charge of organizing the cultural festival this time, only you could have issued the implementation plan that Yukinoshita just gave, right?"

"Well, Yukinoshita-san is just someone I asked to help me manage this school festival. After all, I can't take care of everything."

Haruhi's originally deep voice began to become a little sharp. He left his seat and slowly walked to Sagami's side, causing the latter to take a few steps back.

"If you can't do everything related to the cultural festival well, then why did you volunteer to be the executive committee chairperson in the first place? As the leader who organized everything, do you even need to be taught these things? Huh? Explain this to me properly, Sagami Committee Chairperson?"

Haruhi doesn't look down on those who are clearly incompetent, nor does he dislike those who, despite lacking ability, insist on trying their best.

However, this kind of person who clearly lacks the ability but insists on doing something, and then has a complete stranger do the work for them halfway through,

Hate,