Real teaching, but diary flow

Honami Ichinose and Kikyo Kushida are clearly superior to her. Masumi Kamuro and Mio Ibuki have a cold and arrogant temperament with a desire to conquer. Arisu Sakayanagi is petite and delicate, Hiyori Shiina is elegant and easy-going, and even Suzune Horikita has a good-looking face. Airi Sakura, who was once her classmate, is even bigger.

The only one she could clearly defeat was Chihiro Shirahami.

However, Chihiro Shirami is Toru Asakusa's official girlfriend.

It was precisely because she clearly felt a long-lost sense of inferiority that she occupied the dressing table, hoping to achieve a better appearance through makeup.

...He didn't seem to care about makeup.

It's as if he doesn't care at all about the scar on his leg.

However, for her, who has survived as a hot girl to this day, makeup is her weapon, and clothing is her rule.

Temporary path dependence.

He will regain consciousness in a moment.

But after becoming more clear-headed, one's confusion and bewilderment only increase.

Karuizawa Kei knew very well that she didn't really know Asakusa Tetsu very well; she was just dependent on him, she was just attached to him.

Because he was the brightest light that cleared away the shadow in his heart.

It doesn't mean that she has to parasitize Asakusa Tetsu.

Yes, she did gain a lot of influence and status through her close relationship with Asakusa Toru.

But she was already quite popular among the sexy girls.

Even though Toru Asakusa said he was going to drop out of school, she didn't think about stopping him.

Karuizawa Kei clearly understood that she could not influence or interfere with Asakusa Toru's decision.

Her identity will never change from beginning to end.

"..." The girl raised her hand and gently grasped the collar around her neck.

The cold, metallic texture gave her a sense of security.

As long as it's worn around the neck, one will always be connected to it.

Even though it seems that those few people have other, more special connections with Che.

But all I need is this.

The room fell silent.

The air is tranquil, but the atmosphere can appear completely different to different people.

Identity, stance, and the ability to perceive all influence the perception of so-called 'air'.

Those who don't fit in will clearly sense that they are different from the small groups around them, and the small groups can also clearly sense that the hostile party is not welcoming them.

Although the girls in this room cannot be simply described as a small group.

But it is undeniable that...

She, Chihiro Shiranami, was naturally on the same side as Honami Ichinose.

Whether it's vying for favor or something else.

But that's the kind of companion they are.

Yet it seems... that she has a special kind of understanding with the other few people, one that is different from her own.

Although she was jokingly called a mascot by her classmates, Chihiro Shiranami was, in essence, just an ordinary girl.

You will feel obvious emotional changes, notice some small details, and be able to recognize subtle changes in attitude.

Therefore, the changes in the air quality inside the room were quite noticeable to her.

The division between different people, and the changes between different actions.

And, it's something that everyone understands.

Quiet.

Should I sit here?

Should we, like Horikita Suzune and Shiina Hiyori, move closer to Toru?

"..." Just as the girl was slightly bewildered, Ichinose Honami placed her hand on her shoulder and gently shook her head at her.

She said to her very softly, "Just enjoy the time we spend together."

Is that so...?

Chihiro Shirami didn't understand.

But she will do it.

"call......"

Breathe, breathe, take a deep breath.

The scent of Asakusa Tetsu lingers on the pillow; Asakusa Tetsu's presence is ever-present in the room.

Sakura Airi isn't very smart.

But she would suppress her emotions.

endure.

endure.

After enduring, one can be content.

The 'Necklace of Temperance' that Kikyo Kushida lent her lay on the fat on her chest, faintly glowing pink.

Overflowing with restraint.

It will take effect at the time she expects.

She, who was physically weak but couldn't stop wanting more, could receive the more love she craved.

......

Asakusa Tetsu didn't pay attention to the girls' thoughts. He couldn't read minds, and even if he could, the voices of ten people would be too noisy.

He doesn't need to hear what's on his mind.

Seeing action is enough.

The ink in my hand is stained with the first stroke that I hesitated to make, and my thoughts are sorting out the traces of the past year.

Finally, Asakusa Tetsu started moving his hands.

I've been wondering for a long time: did I choose vocational school, or did vocational school choose me?

It was me who chose vocational school.

This is a diary.

I thought about it carefully for a long time and considered it for a very long time.

In the end, I still feel that my highly developed diary must end with such an opening.

This is my beginning.

I can make it my end.

I have mixed feelings about this school, High Education.

I used to envy the students at this school.

Putting aside the messy stuff like the competition for special exams, you can enjoy a lot in Advanced Training.

Cute girls, beautiful young women, tuition waivers, a large sum of money given upon the start of the semester, and a free summer cruise.

Although I have criticized special exams in every way this year, if such special exams had really existed back then...

I might have a lot of fun.

But that was back then.

For ordinary students, even if scenarios like the school being attacked by an unknown organization and them awakening special powers to fight the enemy at a crucial moment don't happen, they would still be extremely happy if a special exam that they can have a lot of fun appeared.

There's no way to go back.

Therefore, I was unable to truly enjoy all the special exams.

That being said, I actually quite enjoy the deserted island.

The highest peak in terms of altitude is the uninhabited island.

Vulnerabilities are vulnerabilities, fun is fun, and achievements are achievements.

Everyone can show their ferocious side on the deserted island, and everyone can show their style and demeanor on the deserted island.

If all else fails, you can always surrender and return to the cruise ship to enjoy your vacation.

From freedom to competitiveness, uninhabited islands are excellent.

Even though the unfair and asymmetrical competition may seem unpleasant to some students, I see it as a pretty good show.

I deeply love uninhabited islands.

Perhaps that's why, after the deserted island experience ended, I was no longer able to enjoy the special exam.

...Perhaps it's for that reason, or perhaps it's simply because I don't actually expect any special exams.

Those dreams are now just a thing of the past.

I.

I......

I've tried to open up my own heart in my diary many times.

Analyze your own psychology, interpret your own thoughts, and clarify your own problems.

I don't know if it's useful or not, but this level of self-expression does give me a certain degree of satisfaction.

Considering today is a special day, I'll keep the riddles to a minimum.

This diary entry probably won't be very interesting.

Because I find it really hard to get my emotions going and share my thoughts with everyone in a very emotional way, so as to bring them joy.

In contrast, I feel it's necessary to set a tone for this diary entry.

Looking back, we learn from our mistakes and look forward to the future.

In the past, my diary was full of emotions—emotional content, emotional expressions, and emotional writing.

This is not a bad thing.

A diary is inherently an expression of emotion.

If the writing is too bland, it loses the flavor that a diary should have.

In the past, I randomly picked and chose, recklessly revealing the lives of many people.

This isn't necessarily a bad thing.

I will reveal everyone's future, and I will forcibly turn the page and confront the past that everyone is unwilling to look back on.

Our present moment can both erase the shadows of the past and help us avoid an unpleasant future.

Spoilers are a good thing.

To some extent, I've always wanted to hear spoilers about my future life.

I can accept both good and bad; neither will significantly affect my decision-making.

Unfortunately, I can't hear any spoilers, so I can only regretfully reveal a little bit about your story to everyone.

Although I say this is a good thing, that is a good thing, it sounds like I'm saying that as long as it's in my diary, there are no bad things.

This is indeed true.

However, lessons still exist.

A diary, a diary, is a record of one day; this is the most fundamental and original meaning of a diary.

So, at the very beginning, I was very dedicated to this and kept writing daily records.

Write down your emotions and record your changes.