Second single bonus/Sakurai Reika x Wakazuki Yumi

There was a heavy downpour in front of me.

After school in the afternoon, Sakurai stayed in the student union to sort out files, and before he knew it, it was getting dark.

The summer showers began at two o'clock in the afternoon and have continued until now with no sign of stopping.

Sakurai put down the documents he had finished organizing in his hands and turned to look out the window. The dense raindrops on the window continued one after another, and the water flowed down.

At this time, the members of the student union had already retreated, leaving her, the rigorous and serious president, to continue her work.

The falling raindrops fell on the glass, making a dull and rapid sound, which was like the chirping of cicadas echoing in the forest, lasting for a long time. Fortunately, she did not dislike the slight noise, but actually liked it.

The fact that there was no one around made Sakurai feel slightly at ease.

She knew it, even though everyone was talking behind her back about her rigid behavior and lack of flexibility.

"That kind of person must be an old maid. She has never even held a man's hand."

"It's really funny. It's just that after I dyed my hair, she made a fuss and asked her to dye it back. Who does she think she is? She thinks too highly of the position of student council president, right?"

"The more that kind of person is, the more likely he is to do dirty things behind his back."

So how should she retort? Because she was a little hesitant, according to her status as the student council president, she should have pushed open the door of the toilet cubicle on the spot and refuted them. She should not speak ill of her classmates behind their backs, etc.

.

However, she was unwilling at that time.

It turns out...this is how everyone sees me...

He tried his best to create an orderly learning atmosphere for the students. He stayed until the end of school every day. In order to convince the crowd, he desperately maintained his position as the first in his age. He often reviewed the homework assigned by the teacher until two o'clock in the night.

...So...what is all this for?...If no one recognizes it, what's the point of her efforts?

Sakurai shook her head, as if to get these thoughts out of her head. She packed up the files on her desk, picked up her schoolbag, stood up and left.

With a "pop" sound, the lights went out and the room fell into darkness.

After going downstairs to return the classroom key, the teacher who was looking after the storage room smiled at her:

"It's still so late to go back. It's really hard for the student council president. Be careful on the way."

Sakurai also smiled and waved goodbye.

She put on dark brown leather shoes at the shoe cabinet, carefully opened the blue umbrella in her hand, and was about to throw herself into the vast rain. She grabbed the handle of the umbrella with one hand, and then Ruoyue squeezed into the small space under the umbrella.

Inside.

Ruoyue raised her head and met the questioning gaze, so she smiled awkwardly, "You don't mind, do you?"

The noise of the heavy rain seemed to fade a little.

Anyway, Sakurai twitched his lips.

"do not mind."

——

The rain was falling heavily, but there was almost no wind. But that's no wonder, it was only September. Even if it was raining, the dry and hot air was still a bit unbearable, let alone the cool wind.

In the space under the umbrella, two girls were walking with their hands and feet tied to each other.

Turning the corner in front of her, the girl's wrist tilted the umbrella to her position with a little force.

"Hey, Sakurai. I'm getting wet here. Half of my shoulders are almost soaked."

"Ah, really."

Her complaints only received a dull reaction from the other party, but Ruoyue was amused by Sakurai's cold attitude.

(ex){}&/"Wait, wait! I'm doing it all for you..."

"What's wrong?"

"...No, it's nothing. Just pretend I didn't say anything. So, President, how do you want to punish me this time? Running laps on the playground? Or cleaning the toilet?"

"...accompany me...clothes."

"Ah? What did you say? The voice was too soft for me to hear."

"...Come shopping with me to buy clothes this Sunday. This is your punishment for Wakayuki-san."

"What is this..."

After repeated verbal exchanges and confrontations, the two parties unknowingly established a link that they were not even aware of.

As time goes by, this link becomes stronger and stronger little by little. When you suddenly realize it, you have become an important and warm presence in each other's lives.

It turns out that even in the daily quarrels and bickerings, warm and brilliant flowers can bloom.

Speaking of which, Wakayue felt a little lucky in her heart. She had clearly regarded Sakurai as a scourge and avoided him in the past, but now she was overjoyed to be able to get along with her so closely. This was really hard to understand.

Maybe it was because she was too lonely? Her classmates were afraid because of their bad status and did not dare to talk to her. Only Sakurai could face her with a normal attitude.

She thought so without permission. Having someone by her side would always make people feel at ease.

No matter what, in the vast rainy world, everything seems to be wet and unrealistic. Only the two people under the umbrella are the most real. Breathing, body temperature, and each other's heartbeats seem to be within reach.

It is a mirage that is tangible and seems to be infinitely far away.

Sakurai's lowered eyelids were filled with a moment of tenderness in Ruoyue's smart eyes.

Now, what are you thinking about? I want to know everything.

Sakurai recalled that in the student union room, he thought about the unfinished follow-up to the incident.

In that toilet, Sakurai encountered unreasonable accusations and slander from others, and even doubted the meaning of her efforts.

However--

The door of the single room next door was violently opened, and the discussion stopped abruptly.

Then there were the sounds of footsteps walking towards the sink, the tap being turned on, and the sound of water rinsing.

"...Wakatsuki."

"Hey, next time I hear you talking bad about Sakurai behind your back, I'll punch you hard in the ugly face!"

"Why, why! Ruoyue, you have been criticized by Sakurai a lot, right? Why do you have to defend her!"

"This and that are two different things. Sakurai is a serious person. I know that the efforts she puts in to maintain the school's discipline are unimaginable to you ugly girls who only know how to orchestrate others all day long. So I respect her.

"

"Respect her?! Sakurai kind of-"

"Hey! Stop here. Do you want to be carried out covered in blood?"

"...I, let's go."

The panicked footsteps faded away.

In the cubicle, Sakurai's hand that squeezed the hem of her skirt relaxed at some point.

what……

She raised her head and stared at the ceiling above. A soft feeling swelled in her chest, almost making her cry.

Why are you the one who has always been against me...

——

"Hey, Wakayuki-san, you are really obsessed with me, right?"

"..."

"The expressions are all exposed."
Chapter completed!