Time is turned back two hours ago.

The first time the girl who felt she was very clumsy finally had some experience in using novel devices. When she was about to get serious and wanted to take this game that could be prepared specifically for herself, the phone on the other side of the bed, which was placed on the bed suddenly rang.

The alarm clock ringtone that sounds ordinary in normal times now sounds like the ringtone at the end of the exam. It was not something that would have panicked for her, but today it is different.

Today, from the beginning of the exam to the end of the exam, she seemed to have done nothing except writing her name on the answer sheet and writing down the wrong answer to the first question in a very casual manner. When she came to her senses and tried to carefully examine the answer requirements of the exam sheet, the exam sheet was taken away.

"It's already nine o'clock."

"What!? Isn't this just the beginning?"

It is rare for Kei Takimura to experience the uneasiness that he hasn't experienced for a long time. This uneasiness was only experienced when he was very young, and he knew that it would be impossible to get a good result when he handed over the test paper, but he was unable to resist because the time came. Kei Takimura now feels like this.

If possible, Takimura Ei doesn't want to leave now, but today's time is over and she has to go back. This is an agreement with her parents and has persisted until now, and she must abide by the agreement.

She stood up, with a little uneasiness on her face that she didn't want to be seen. Kazuyu also said goodbye simply, and then walked out of the bedroom. When she turned toward the stairs, there was a moment when Takimura Hui saw Yu, who was very helpless, scratching her head.

As a childhood sweetheart, Takimura Kei knew very well that he would only do such actions when he was hit and didn't know what to do, because doing the wrong thing would make him feel embarrassed.

However, it is not him who did the wrong thing now, but himself.

Kei Takimura hesitated, wondering whether to stop her, but after thinking about it, she suddenly realized that she didn't know what to say.

When he came to his senses, Kei Takimura suddenly found that he had already lying on the bed in his bedroom, burying his head in the pillow, and was a little breathless.

The most important exam seems to be screwed up by yourself.

Such thoughts lingered in the girl's heart.

Because of my self-righteous thoughts, I immediately made the most wrong decision when I saw the test paper. Although I was shy about my previous thoughts and angry about Yuya's unclear way of saying it, I should not have reacted like this anyway.

Did something wrong.

Did something wrong...

Why did you react like that at that time?

Why can't you calm down?

Why can't you think about it seriously?

Why don’t you think about what your actions will bring to Yu?

I obviously don't want this...

Very regretful...

...

Yuya, what did you think?

The girl looked at the tightened curtains, and her eyes seemed to have passed through the obstacles. She saw him helplessly picking up the things she brought out for herself on the other side.

Kei Takimura buried his head inside the pillow, trying to find a crack in the ground and hide.

No, now she wants a time machine more. She doesn't have to go back to how long ago. Just tell her two hours ago, calm down and think about her actions seriously.

Unfortunately, the girl does not have such props, nor does she have a cat-shaped robot that will help her solve such incredible problems.

After a long period of depression, Kei Takimura recovered a little.

Because depression cannot solve any problem.

She sat up, quietly opened a gap in the curtains, and glanced at the opposite side. The lights in the bedroom were turned on, and the curtains were closed tightly like hers, without any movement.

Kei Takimura shrank his head back again.

She sat on the bed and pondered, holding the completely deformed pillow.

Because of his own reasons, Yuya should be very sad now, right?

What should I do to make him forgive myself?

Although there is also the problem of Yuya being unclear in speaking, the bigger reason should be his own self-righteous idea.

Sure enough, apologizing directly should be the best way, right?

But...how do you explain it to him? Well...

It's impossible to explain things clearly, right?

...

...

...

Absolutely, absolutely not!

Kei Takimura shook his head quickly and buried his face, which had already reached the root of his ears, back in the pillow.

...

But if you don't say it clearly, can you still talk like you are now?

The girl was shaken.

I fell back on the bed and rolled around in this limited space, not sure what to do.

Perhaps because he didn't pay much attention to his amplitude when he got out, Kei Takimura accidentally rolled out of the bed, landed on the side, and his head was still knocking on the tatami.

"Bang!"

"Oh! Um..." She held her head and curled up on the ground.

"Hui, what's wrong?" The inquiry from my mother who didn't hear very clearly came from downstairs.

"No, nothing! The pillow fell to the ground!" Takimura Ei replied quickly, then climbed up and sat back on the bed.

Although it hurts a little, Takimura Eki was also a little more awake.

She thought about it and said that she hoped to resolve the misunderstanding between Hiroya more than to save her face. This is more important for her than to protect her face. She has grown up together since she was a child and does not want to have rifts due to such misunderstandings, which is an irreversible mistake.

Um.

Kei Takimura mustered up a little courage.

After a glance at the time... Although almost an hour had passed, Yuya must have not yet gone to bed. Kei Takimura looked at the inflatable plastic stick placed by the wall, and strengthened his thoughts.

I picked up the stick, opened the curtains, and opened the window. I was a little hesitant, but in the end I firmly used this thing to tap the window of Yuya's bedroom twice.

After a while... it seemed that there was no reaction.

Didn't you hear it?

Kei Takimura knocked twice, but still didn't respond.

...

Sure enough, he was angry.

Kei Takimura shrank back, threw the stick on the ground, then closed the window, sighed heavily, fell back on the bed, and picked up the pillow that had been tortured to the extreme.

...

Now, what should I do?

Very regretful...

Kei Takimura looked at his cell phone placed at the bedside.

...Don't call now. Even if you call, Yu shouldn't answer it, right?

Sure enough, I still have to apologize tomorrow...
Chapter completed!