Real teaching, but diary flow

Although she had some reservations about not being the first to arrive, she didn't want to just watch these people occupy Asakusa Tetsu's room.

To her surprise, the number of people in the room inexplicably increased.

"Because you said this is the last one."

She gently closed the diary in her hand. Shiina Hiyori had been flipping through this book for almost a year now.

Perhaps it's a memory, perhaps it's a longing.

The more I reread it, the more I recall how I felt back then.

The more you feel reluctant to part with it, the more you will feel attached to it.

too fast.

Time passed faster than she had imagined. Before she could savor the happiness she held in her arms and the warmth against her skin, the nourishment of love, she was left with little time to truly appreciate it.

Time has come to an end.

This is not the end of the story.

However, as a reader, the time she could spend intervening in his story was perhaps coming to an end.

All the character 'Hiyori Shiina' can get is the present.

Well, that's probably why she chose to knock on Asakusa Toru's door.

"...Not allowed to stay?"

"...Does that mean kicking them out?"

Mio Ibuki and Masumi Kamuro walked in from the balcony, raising their eyebrows at each other as they asked similar questions.

The two of them are not related, after all, one was a former student of Class B and the other was a former student of Class C.

There's really nothing special about the connection point.

Their first meeting actually took place when Ryuen Sho provoked Sakayanagi Arisu, inducing Kito Hayabusa to commit a violent incident. The two were facing off when they met.

But after that, they had no further contact.

Until they were both transferred to Class A by Asakusa Tetsu, and at the same time became someone's, well, bed partner.

That's how they found a connection.

There is a point of contact.

Oh wow.

A lot of common ground emerged.

Powerful, domineering, and exploiting their superiors to the fullest extent possible.

There is a habitat in the willows of Saka, and a soaring dragon in the garden.

The taste of being lured, manipulated, falling into a trap without realizing it, and experiencing it unintentionally.

Asakusa Toru.

There always seems to be a woman around him who has a special connection with him, but he is completely unaware of it, which leaves him feeling lost.

Sakayanagi Arisu, Shiina Hiyori.

Of course, there's also the rejection of social interaction, the solitude, the friendlessness, and that kind of life.

Kamuro Masumi, Ibuki Mio.

The two girls have quite a few similarities.

Despite their completely different attributes, they share a subtle similarity in their temperament.

That's why, having a common language, the two of them found themselves unexpectedly getting along well.

...The main thing is that you have someone to complain to, and that person is very understanding and empathetic about your situation, which is really great.

They weren't best friends; their relationship was limited to that room, and they wouldn't have any further interaction after leaving.

They are not good friends who will cry together, nor will they stand shoulder to shoulder in the face of adversity.

It just so happens that we were in the same room, chose the same spot, and happened to get along well...

Passerby.

Just like classmates who always sit in the same spot in the same class in a university classroom.

There will be no deeper exchanges, and we will go our separate ways and lose contact at the end of the course.

"It's okay, just keep writing in your diary, you don't need to care about our existence."

Finally, the one who answered Asakusa Toru in this way was Sakayanagi Arisu, who stood up and swayed slightly.

"So you're planning to finish writing your diary and then drop out of school, right?"

She was very clear about this.

Asakusa Tetsu has clearly expressed this attitude, so the reason for returning to the dormitory at this time is self-evident.

“Of course, if you’re going to tell me you just want to do ○ with that stupid little sister next to you, then just pretend I didn’t say anything.” Sakayanagi Arisu spread her little hands, paused for a moment, and then added, “No, then count me in.”

"I haven't done enough."

she says.

So she came.

Toru Asakusa: "......"

One by one, the girls took turns explaining their purpose for coming.

...Well, maybe it's not that clear either.

Not everything was said.

"It's okay, Tetsu. Just pretend we don't exist."

With a smile, Honami Ichinose said this.

This should be considered her last attempt.

Even though she knew very well that it would never succeed.

An attempt that isn't really an attempt, a chain that isn't really a shackle, a love that isn't truly sincere or heavy enough.

It's ok.

"...Then let's leave it at that."

Rather, it's more accurate to say that this is how it should be.

If you're sitting alone at a table writing in your diary, perhaps you'll find the right atmosphere and feeling.

But that would be far too...lonely.

Loneliness and aloofness are different.

Having received instruction from Horikita Suzune, Asakusa Tetsu naturally understood this principle.

With a sigh, he casually closed the door, took off his shoes, glanced at the various shoes of the nine girls displayed in the entryway, and walked straight to the desk.

Shiina Hiyori showed no intention of giving up her seat. Instead, she leaned back slightly and smiled at him, saying:

"Just sit on my lap."

Toru Asakusa: "......"

With gentle words and soft pats on her thighs, Asakusa Tetsu had no reason to refuse the girl's invitation.

He knew what Hiyori Shiina was planning to do.

This is something she has always done frequently.

Sit behind him, hug him, and rest your head on his shoulder.

Then I watched him write in his diary.

Hiyori doesn't dislike reading her own diary, but sometimes she also wants to see what Asakusa Tetsu has written.

The diary gently landed on the desk, automatically unfolding and turning to the latest page.

Asakusa Tetsu raised his hand and pulled out the ballpoint pen clipped to his diary.

Then, he applied ink to the first line.

"—Splash!"

"Splash..."

"Splash..."

The overlapping, symphonic sounds caused the other five diaries present to spontaneously begin turning their pages.

To put it bluntly, apart from Kamuro Masumi and Ibuki Mio, who didn't actually have much attachment to Asakusa Tetsu, and Horikita Suzune, who had just been aroused by Asakusa Tetsu and was starting to want him, the other girls present all really wanted to take Shiina Hiyori's place.

Physical contact is the best way to replenish Asakusa's energy; in a low-energy state, restless thoughts will repeatedly surface in the body.

However, although they wanted to take her place, after looking at the gentle, literary girl, they abandoned this brilliant plan.

Perhaps only Ichinose Honami could move her aside and let herself go up.

But Honami Ichinose would never do that.

Honami Ichinose smiled and took out her diary.

Now that he's started writing, all I need to do is read it.

Kikyo Kushida lay on the bed, her heavy outer garment long since discarded, leaving only a thin layer for warmth.

She didn't get the satisfaction she wanted, but the diary still ended up in her hands.

"..."

In the end, the relationship will still return to this small, thin diary filled with the marks of time.

With her left hand pressing down on the diary, Kikyo Kushida placed her right hand on the head of Airi Sakura, who was still squatting at the corner of the bed.

Why doesn't this child have a diary?

Sakayanagi Arisu stretched slightly, ignoring the diary that had popped out, and walked straight toward the desk.

She bent down slightly, and taking advantage of her petite stature, the girl slipped straight under the table.

He didn't pull at anyone's trouser leg, nor did he open his mouth.

She simply pressed herself close to the small space, and under the table where much of the light was blocked, she stretched out her hand.

The diary fell into my hands.

She simply changed her reading position.

"..."

The group seemed to have found their own spots, but Horikita Suzune, who was the last to enter the room beside Asakusa Tetsu, hesitated a little.

Where should she be positioned?

After a moment's thought, she approached the desk, swept her hair behind her shoulder, bent down, and lowered her head to watch him write, just like Shiina Hiyori.

The five diary holders each found their own place.

Five unrelated individuals without diaries were kept out by the cognitive filter.

Kamuro Masumi and Ibuki Mio were able to sense something was off. At least they both knew that Asakusa Tetsu was 'abnormal' and couldn't be judged by common sense. They noticed the difference from the smallest details and the reactions of the people around them.

However, they were able to sense something was amiss and understand what they were doing.

But they couldn't truly understand it.

So, I could only pretend nothing was wrong, lean against the balcony railing, and clear my mind for a moment.

Karuizawa Kei felt a little flustered.

There are many women.

All the women are beautiful.

Women each have their own unique characteristics and style.

Everyone seems to have something far beyond her.