will say that

I haven't disappeared anywhere. I'm not discouraged or anything.

Just got back from a camp that was like hell hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I'm crazy after that.

I'm a little tired but I keep trying to write.

Because of this period, it may be slow at times. The new semester has just started and things need to be handled a little (not a little, a lot, haha).

Let's stay and support each other first.

“Oh! this"

A thin man, about 187 cm tall, with white hair and black glasses. who is known to be a model teacher that children like, spoke to one male student in the group who volunteered to help collect things to prepare for a school exhibition.

“I'll help you take this box up to the front of the room5/

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And now I can go back, thank you very much.”

"Heh, Izumi...you came to help without thinking about raising something."

“Hmmmm, I thought of it already, like you guys.”

The teacher, Izumi, took out some money from his wallet and divided it up with 1000 yen and handed it to one of the group.

"Here, take this...hopefully it will keep me and you guys from seeing each other for a while."

"Hahaha, already. Thank you, teacher."

One of them grabbed a 100,000 yen bill and rushed to lead the group of friends away, leaving only Sato, a 6th grade student who was about as tall as Sato. He knew enough to know that he was close to Izu. He doesn't do much and often comes to help with his work until Isimi has to be the one to call him.

“Are you going to find trouble for me to send you again? Have you never done anything yourself?"

"What is this? Just complaining...isn't this normal?"

"I understand. Come help me carry some documents from the teacher's room."

Sato followed behind Izumi, who walked into the teacher's room. The desk was almost at the end of the room, where no one was there and the evening light wasn't on, so it took him a long time to find anything.

Sato grabbed a swivel chair in front of the table and sat down to wait.

“Why do you look so bored with the world? The exhibition is almost here... After this event is over, in just over a month, we'll be close to graduation. Aren't you happy?"

“I just don't like it..”

"look for??"

“I don't like the social gatherings held to say goodbye. It shouldn't even be that time yet.”

"I understand. You're the type who doesn't like change."

“Hey, why do you have to act as close to the students as friends?”

"Don't you like it?"

“Well, it's not. But...don't you think they won't respect you?...You're a teacher.”

“So, do you think I'm that close to them?”

“Probably like that.”

"Hmm, speaking like today you're treating me like I'm not a friend."

“Just a little bit.”

“More than friends, you idiot.”

Izumi took off his glasses and placed them on the table before leaning closer to Sato's face and touching the tip of his chin with his hand. Sato didn't resist and even made a dark face before Izumi burst out laughing.

“Hahaha, sorry...heh, do you really think I'm going to kiss you? It's strange that I didn't resist... I wonder if my friends in the room played like this until they got used to it."

Izumi placed a large pile of documents on the table before preparing to leave the room.

"Bring that document along with me. I'll wait in the car."

Sato was still sitting in the same chair without making any move to get up.

"Dammit..."

“Why do you have to sit and make coffee like this..”

“How many times have you complained like this?”

Sato said this casually to his friend Shibura who was making coffee next to him as they both were tasked with making coffee because it was classified as a cafe in the general style that an ordinary room could imagine.

“But the women in the room

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This is really cute. You can even set up a room to take photos with them.”

“True!”

“Yes, but it costs 800 yen for 5 pictures.”

"Ouch!"

Shibura shrieked after being slammed in the head by a female roommate who was dressed in a simple maid outfit.

“Definitely! Come on guys! I'm waiting for coffee from you guys, so don't delay.”

“Why does the woman in our room have...”

“What!”

“Nothing for a bit.”

“Even though I'm not as pretty and admired as those girls, Izumi said that this outfit suits me. Cute, right?”

“Teacher is just speaking politely. So, do you still like him now?”

“Why not?”

“Just telling you to get over it is good. They will move out after the exhibition.”

“Really? You must be lying to me.”

“Why would you lie?”

Sato felt numb all over after hearing that because he, who was connected to his teacher like a friend, only realized that he was about to move out of someone else's mouth.

Just 5 minutes after the municipal fair closed, Sato rushed towards the history teacher's room but couldn't find any teachers so he had to rush around all over the place.

'Sayuri, where are you going in such a hurry?'

'I'm going to find Izumi quickly. Hurry.'

Two female students held hands and ran in the opposite direction with the answer to where Izumi was, causing him to rush back before finding many students with Izumi in the middle along with saying goodbye and taking pictures with them. other people

Sato tried to call out to Isimi, but there seemed to be too many people for him to see. But before Sato could give up, Isimi was able to break away and take him into the room for a moment.

"...Oh, are you still here?...I thought I went back."

"I don't want to go back yet."

Sato leaned against the table with documents piled in front of Izumi, who was sitting in the same wheel chair, before picking up the cube that was on the table and fixing it.

"What? Did you have a fight at home?"

“If that's the case. I can take you on a trip to this nearby area.”

"...Do you want it?"

“What is yours? ...Is that why you're crying?”

Sato's tears, which he had tried to keep from Izumi until the last moment, overflowed. Sato seized this opportunity and rushed to hug Izumi until the other man couldn't act except to comfort him by gently rubbing his back like that.

"Heek heek...just the other day, heek, before going home...we weren't even traveling together yet. Heek, heek, so why did you go without telling each other?!"

Sato's tears streamed down and spread all over Izumi's suit, but he himself didn't have any response except to look away.

I don't know how long Sato held him like that in silence before Izumi realized that he had fallen asleep. When he glanced at the clock, it was already 6:00 p.m. So Izumi helped Sato to sleep on his bed. That wheel chair

“...I'm sorry, I just don't want you to experience this kind of change..it might be true of you. The last party was just to say goodbye... even though it wasn't even supposed to come.”