Chapter 41

"Um, Kishōin-san. I have something to talk about, is it okay?"

From the look on the committee president's face, it seemed to be something important, so we went to the back of the school building where there were fewer people.

"What do you want to talk about?"

You've been wanting to say something for quite a while, haven't you?

But the committee president fidgeted and couldn't start talking.

Since it seemed to be something difficult to say, I waited silently.

"Um, maybe someone as smart as Kishōin-san has already noticed, but—"

"Oh, I'm not smart at all!"

So, in the committee president's mind, I have the image of being smart.

But what could this talk be about?

I have no idea.

Oh, the committee president's face is turning red.

What's going on?

"Actually, I like Honda-san."

"......"

...I'm sorry, I was getting carried away.

I thought the committee president might like me.

I was thinking, "What could this talk be about? I have no idea," and I was sure it was a confession.

No way! What was I getting so full of myself for!

I even thought, "Is my time to be popular finally here?!"

I was in trouble, I had never thought of the committee president that way, and I was imagining things from a high place!

I'm sorry! I'm sorry for not knowing my place!

I want to bow my head like a red monkey to apologize to the committee president!

Because I've never been popular.

I got carried away.

I even thought, "Is this a manga-like development for me?!"

"Um, Kishōin-san? Is something wrong?"

"...No, nothing is wrong."

I pulled myself together and faced the committee president.

Fortunately, the committee president didn't seem to notice my self-indulgent misunderstanding.

I decided to proceed as if nothing had happened.

"So? Why are you telling me that you like Honda-san?"

That's the thing. Why are you telling me this?

Basically, the committee president is being confusing.

If you like Miharu, why don't you tell her directly? Why do you keep looking at me and calling me to such a place?

I'm not involved, right?

I decided to be a bit resentful and open up.

"Kishōin-san is like a leader among girls. I thought you could help me."

"Help? You mean you want me to help you confess?"

"Confess? I just want you to tell me about Honda-san. And I want you to use this if possible."

While fidgeting, the committee president handed me a photo of him and Honda-san working together on class activities.

He wants it in the graduation album.

Then the committee president started to pour out his heart to me.

He said he fell in love with her after working together as class representatives last year.

When the committee president cut his finger, Honda-san gave him a band-aid, and he was moved by her feminine side.

He was disappointed when he found out they wouldn't be working together this year. (Sorry, it's my fault I'm the partner!)

"And I also want you to write this..."

He took out a signature book.

I thought only girls did signature books, but boys do them too.

I remember boys drawing love fortunes at the shrine during the school trip.

It seems there are a lot of romantic boys in my class.

"Committee president, you drew a love fortune in Kyoto, didn't you?"

"It was a great fortune."

The committee president's face turned red.

That's good. Mine was a good fortune.

"Anyway, you should ask Honda-san directly about the signature book. Why do you need to tell me?"

"Because it's hard to suddenly ask for a signature. We don't talk much now since we're not working together as class representatives."

"...I'm sorry for being the vice president."

I stabbed the flustered committee president.

As expected, the committee president hurriedly said it wasn't a problem and that he was grateful for my help.

Hmph.

"Alright, I understand. When I'm with Honda-san, you should casually ask me for a signature in the book, saying it's a memento of working together as class representatives. Then I'll bring up the topic of working together last year and ask Honda-san to write in it as a memento too."

"Uh, can I really act like that? But I'll try my best."

The committee president was fidgeting.

The committee president is like this. I thought he was a serious, typical committee president type.

Later, the committee president showed off his rather poor acting skills with the signature book.

Miharu didn't notice the committee president's feelings at all and happily accepted the signature book. She even asked me to sign it, and the committee president's face turned red.

Then I asked Miharu if she had a crush on anyone, and she said she didn't but that her ideal type was someone like Enjō. When I told the committee president this, he was disappointed, saying, "Enjō-kun... "

But it's not that she likes Enjō, she just likes that type. There's still hope for the committee president, so I tried to comfort him, but it didn't seem to help much.

I'm sorry, committee president. I just wanted to be a bit mean.

And there were other boys and girls using the signature book to get closer.

Nothing special happened to me.

As a mature person, I think elementary school students are too young for romance, but what do you think?

Ah, next year, we'll graduate.

When I go to middle school, will spring finally come for me?

It's a good fortune, so the chances are slim.