When I Brought The Lost Little Girl To Her House, The One Who Came Out Of The Front Door Was The Most Beautiful Girl In The Grade. - Chapter 34

The school festival had ended, and it was around the time when everyone’s school life was starting to settle down.

As usual, I was about to enter the classroom at my regular time, but there was someone standing by the door, not going inside the classroom, just standing there quietly.

Listening to the voices of the people around, I could hear comments like, “Isn’t she cute?” or “Was there a girl like that?” mainly coming from the boys, who seemed to be paying more attention.

As for the girls, I didn’t think they were paying much attention.

I had a feeling that it wasn’t a good time to go in, so I decided that I would enter the classroom once she did.

Finally, she pushed open the door and entered the classroom.

The class president… Did she cut her hair and feel nervous?

But I can understand that feeling. I felt a sense of embarrassment when I entered the classroom after getting a haircut too.

After she went in, I followed suit, and it seemed like the rest of the class hadn’t noticed.

She had cut her hair quite short, and she was wearing contact lenses instead of glasses, so unless you knew her well, you wouldn’t recognize her. Even I, at first, could only sense a change in her atmosphere.

“Good morning, Class President.”

“Huh?! Oh, y-yeah! Good morning…”

“A makeover, Class President? It suits you.”

“Huh, oh, thank you.”

When I greeted her, everyone couldn’t hide their surprised expressions.

After that, until the teacher arrived, the barrage of questions aimed at the class president didn’t stop.

It was evident that she looked tired.

“I didn’t experience anything like that…”

“Huh? You wanted to be bombarded with questions?”

“Nah, it’s tiring, so it’s fine.”

I thought it might be okay to be bombarded with questions, but after thinking about it rationally, I realized it would only be exhausting.

“By the way, isn’t it interesting how just changing her hairstyle and switching from glasses to contact lenses has some guys who usually never talk to her suddenly striking up conversations?”

“Well, she really did change a lot.”

“Speaking of which, how did you notice?”

“Hmm? The atmosphere?”

“You can tell just from that? Normally…”

Saying that, I looked at Mimura, and he was looking at me with a slightly creepy expression.

Did I say something weird? I couldn’t help but think that.

“Come to think of it, did we have a history assignment for today?”

“Huh?”

“No, no, didn’t the teacher mention it yesterday?”

“Oh no, definitely did.”

I had forgotten about the history assignment. This is bad. I’d like to think that I can just circle the answers later, but there’s a possibility that the teacher might collect it at the beginning of the class, so I can’t relax as long as that possibility exists.

I have no choice but to copy someone else’s work now. The only way to finish this assignment now is to copy it.

“Mi, Mimura?”

“Hmm? What’s up, friend?”

“Um… Could you show me the handout?”

“Sure, but I have a condition.”

Saying that, he looks at me with a sly smile and a mischievous glint in his eyes. A slight chill runs down my spine.

“After school today, let’s study for the test.”

“Huh? Oh, yeah, sure.”

“Alright, and the members will be Shirakawa-san, Otori-san, Souta, and…”

“Wait a second.”

“You and me.”

“Hold on!”

“What now?” He looks at me with an annoyed expression, clearly not paying attention. Why does it have to be such a fancy lineup of members? I’m not agreeing with this, I want to convey that kind of expression.

Seeing my expression, Mimura smirks and deliberately waves the history handout in front of me, fluttering it with her hand.

“Is it okay? The history handout.”

“…Fine, I’ll do it.”

“Then it’s settled.”

Unexpectedly, I find myself agreeing to a study session (tentatively) with quite an unusual group of members.

I secretly wish I had something else to do today.