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16. What
is Love?
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[Kitou's POV]
The next day, after the weird stuff happened at Onsoâs house.
Kitou came to school and walked alone in the corridor toward the classroom.
Kitouâs expression is a little dark.
âWhy did I do that...â
Kitou isnât saying that to anyone but mutters alone.
The word contained regret, but it was even more questionable.
âSuch a thingâ means, in other words, what she does to Kazuto on the previous day.
It doesnât matter if Kazuto likes Kuon better than Inori.
So there is no reason to get angry.
Nevertheless, Kitou wonders why she became so emotional.
She thought about this last night, but itâs a mystery that she couldnât solve after all.
â⌠and itâs not like what I usually do.â
And this time she says in a little regrettable voice.
Maybe itâs because she felt immature. After all, she lost sight of her calm self, or because she showed him her lame self.
But at least, the âThatâs not like me.â Kitouâs assessment itself was correct and objective.
Kazuto was frightened because she felt that he doesnât like Kitou, and she thought about Onso-san next to him in the same way.
If Michiyuki had other classmates there, no one would have thought the same thing without exception.
Kitou wonders why she did something she wouldnât normally do, only yesterday.
Well, there are many things she doesnât understand. But she knows that the most important thing is one thing.
ââFirst of all, I have to apologize.â
After all, that is the start.
As a friend/person, it is natural to apologize for any inconvenience.
With that in mind, Kitou opened the classroom door as usual.
The scene there was as she had imagined.
Every day, Michiyuki turns to the back and meets Kazuto, and Kazuto and Michiyuki make fun of each other.
Nothing changes, itâs not strange, the first page of the morning as usual.
Since Kitou seats are in the back of the two, it was customary to greet them as they walked by.
It may be âGood morningâ or âWhatâs wrong?â. And the words are different depending on the day, but she always says something.
Itâs rare to go through silently.
Nevertheless.
âââŚâŚâŚâŚ.?â
She couldnât talk to him well.
Even the words of greeting did not come out.
The moment she saw Kazutoâs face, she hesitated.
âWhy?
Kitou wonders again.
What is this feeling that the voice gets stuck in the throat?
She wondered what was this frustration that she couldnât talk to even though she was talking about it.
For some reason, she feels a fever in my face and the classroom feels a little hot.
ââŚâŚâŚâŚ?â
Itâs spring now.
It is a time unrelated to the heat.
Kitou tilted her head and thought that she might be feeling uncomfortable. But she didnât understand.
Itâs not painful.
Her face feels hot.
she think that she didnât have a cold, so she decided to take a seat for the time being.
Kitou feels a little guilty about her actions as she ignores Kazuto and Michiyuki, but she wonders if there are days like that.
Kitou walked toward her seat, being careful not to make eye contact with Kazuto.
In Kitouâs mind, she couldnât afford to question the part of why she tried not to make eye contact with Kazuto.
Kitou steadily makes footsteps and proceeds to pass by the two of them.
âOh, Kitou-san. Good morning.â
âHahahi !?â
On the way, Kazuto called her. And she made a strange voice.
ââYes, my voice now! ??
If you express it like a maiden, you can say that Kitou is not a maiden, but anyway, it was a girlâs voice that Kitou would never give out in her normal self.
Kitou cannot hide it due to her unusual anomaly.
â⌠Kitou-san?â
However, Kitou hurriedly corrects her posture and replies to Kazutoâs voice again.
âAh, no, no ⌠good morning, Hoshino-san âŚ. Sasaki-san too.â
Kitou makes something feels uneasy about the excess, surplus, and degree as if it didnât seem strange.
She doesnât think that she is a weird girl. But sheâll run through unconventional thoughts, unpleasant sweat running down her back, and her focus swaying.
But when she noticed, they were back in the conversation as before, and Kitou exhaled a relief sigh.
At the same time, she's sure itâs because of my feelings that I felt lonely at the end of the conversation.
When Kitou sat down at her seat, she laid her bag on the floor and lay down to hide her face.
Kitou's breath is rough, and she is moving her to calm down.
âWhat is this...â
And she was desperately holding down my screaming chest for no apparent reason.
â 彥 â 彥 â 彥 â 彥
By the way, it was four days later that Kitou realized, âMaybe itâs loveâŚ?â