The world is always full of bad things. For example, the more you want to find something, the more you can't find it, and the less you want to see people, the more you meet people.
This is the current situation of Hisita.
Looking at the first-year student above who was about to go downstairs, her expression was stunned for a moment, and then changed to disgust.
The original mood of wanting to go to the rooftop for lunch was gone in an instant.
However, Kato Yusuke didn't react at all. Even when he saw her senior sister, he seemed not to notice him. He passed by without saying a word and walked downstairs.
Seeing this, Hisita's expression darkened.
"Hey, first grader." She called out to the other party. Faced with the doubtful look from the boy, Hisita finally couldn't help but say.
"You'd better stay away from Sawamura-san, don't tarnish her talent."
"boring."
Kato Yusuke withdrew his gaze and raised his feet to continue going downstairs.
Maybe that look deeply stimulated Hisita, causing her to do an extremely irrational behavior in this situation.
"It would be great if people like you disappeared——!" Hishida said as he suddenly threw the things in his hands away.
Swish——
The lunch box that came out of her hand flew straight towards the boy's head. Judging from the force when she threw it, it would definitely not end well if it was hit hard by this blow.
"I'll have to stay in the health room for at least a day."
With these thoughts in his mind, Kato Yusuke raised his arm and opened his slender fingers slightly. The lunch box that flew towards him was caught in the tiger's mouth, and he immediately took it in his hand.
"It's been three times since I said it this time, so I have to solve it." He raised his head, his eyes became a little colder, "What do you want to do? Senior Sister Hisita."
Hishida, who was shrouded in an indescribable sense of oppression, couldn't help but take two steps back, and then said sternly: "I'm just protecting Sawamura-san..."
"Protect?" Kato Yusuke interrupted her, "Let's not talk about the violence you used against me. What do you mean by protecting?"
"Sawamura-san is perfect, both beautiful and humble... and at the same time, he has talents that we don't have. You have no idea what kind of changes such a person can bring to the art world!"
Hisita's face became slightly distorted.
"So I will never allow anyone to blaspheme Sawamura-san's talent. This is also the consensus of everyone in the art department! Because she is a future star destined to shine in the art world!"
Kato Yusuke was silent for a moment.
"Talent"
This was a comment he had heard from other people countless times about Yinglili, and this was especially obvious in the art department.
After thinking about the lonely expression on Toyama Harumi's face when talking about this matter, he opened his mouth and asked an unrelated question.
"...I wanted to ask before. So far, the only third-year student who still comes to the Art Department to participate in activities every day seems to be my senior."
"Even if you don't take into account those high school seniors who dropped out of the club in order to enter school. Judging from the fact that all the current club members are first-year students, this is obviously abnormal. This situation is caused by Sawamura-san, right?"
"That's not right——!" Hishida's voice became sharp, and white light reflected on the lenses of his glasses, "This is not Sawamura-san's fault, it's just because they are too weak that they can't stay!"
"If you can't win awards, don't get recognition, you will feel pressure, and you will see others making progress but you will stagnate. People who quit the art department for such boring reasons are not qualified to stay in the art department."
Her words changed.
"Besides, what if you don't win the prize? As long as Sawamura can be in the art club... it will be easy to win. Wouldn't it be great for us mortals to just leave our dreams to her and realize them?!"
Sure enough... when the gap reaches a certain level, the longing that was once there turns into a kind of inferiority complex.
Just like weeds among flowers, everyone's eyes are attracted by brighter things, and naturally they cannot notice the weeds on the side.
If things go on like this, some people will be unable to accept this situation and quit, and even those who remain will become someone with an extreme personality like Hishida.
I thought I was doing something beneficial to Yinglili, but I never considered the thoughts of the person involved.
So Kato Yusuke raised his head and said unceremoniously to Hishida: "Forcing others to do things you can't do yourself. This kind of behavior is really shameful and selfish."
Hearing what he said, Hishida couldn't help but glared at Kato Yusuke and said: "What do people like you know-!?"
"I only know that everyone has their own pursuits and passions, and there is no obligation to live for other people's expectations."
Kato Yusuke did not avoid Hishida's gaze and said in a plain but powerful voice.
"I don't know the reason why you joined the art department, and I'm not interested in knowing. But right now, it seems like you are just a wretch who is parasitic on other people."
"What's ridiculous is that you not only don't know it, but you also want others to change it according to your ideal appearance. Don't you think it's too much?"
"Don't be kidding -!" Hisita denied excitedly: "We joined the art club because of our love. You have no idea how much effort everyone has put into this!"
"Then are you still working hard now? If it is really for love, whether you can gain growth in the process should be far more important than winning a prize, right?"
"……Eh?"
Hishida's expression froze on his face, and the other party's calm words were like an invisible sharp sword, piercing straight into his heart.
"You must refute!"
She obviously thought so, her lips kept slurring, but she couldn't say any words.
Seeing this, Kato Yusuke shook his head, placed the other party's lunch box on the stair railing, and said these words.
"You know the truth of the matter, and I don't care...but there is one thing I hope you will keep in mind."
"Just take it as advice." He glanced at Hisita with a cold look without any emotion, "Don't mess with me again, otherwise you won't get over so easily next time, senior."
At this moment, as if he was being targeted by some ferocious beast, his heart palpitated and cold sweat flowed down his forehead unconsciously.
When she finally came to her senses, the boy had long disappeared from the stairwell, and only the bento on the handrail was sitting there, quietly witnessing this scene.
A feeling of powerlessness came over her whole body, and she couldn't help but sit on the ground holding on to the wall. She hugged her knees with both hands and said nothing for a long time.
Then, Hishida took off his glasses and buried his face in his arms. Along with the sound of the flowing wind, a small sob was also mixed in, and he didn't know where he would fly.