The buzzing cicadas coming from the green trees outside the window became especially sweet at this moment.
Today is the last theoretical training course that the "Disciplinary Committee Volunteers" need to study in the summer period. It is also the end of the boring time that a certain girl with great abilities who pretends to be good at both work and academics has been looking forward to.
As long as she persists until noon, she can say goodbye to these meaningless knowledge and training.
Although there will be a period of practice in the future, it is better than staying here and wasting your youth.
However, it was obviously such a 'memorable' day, but someone's mood changed slightly at this moment.
At the front of a podium that resembles a university classroom, a theoretical professor in a white coat manipulates an electronic projection and points.
Below, the volunteer students who wanted to pass the assessment repeated the movements of raising their heads and lowering their heads while writing furiously.
then.
Right rear seat near the window.
Flanda is worried.
It’s not because the ‘little chocolate star’ at home has a cavity recently and refuses to be treated obediently, nor is it because the number of harassing phone calls ‘inviting’ her to the institute is increasing every day.
——Sight.
This is the source of her troubles.
Even if you don’t mean anything malicious, you will definitely feel uncomfortable if someone peeks at you.
Moreover, the other party's "staring" became more and more frequent, and he had forgotten that this was a training class for the "Discipline Committee".
"...Excuse me, what's the matter?"
Feeling really uncomfortable being stared at, Flanda forced a smile and tilted her head, looking back at her 'temporary deskmate'.
The reason why she could speak so politely was because the person sitting next to her who was 'interfering' her was a short-haired little girl with a cute expression and a green headband on her head.
In terms of age, he looks about two or three years younger than her.
"...Ah?! I'm sorry!"
When she came back to her senses, the little girl found that in this classroom where everyone was concentrating on preparing for the assessment, her apology had become the focus of the audience.
After blushing and shaking her head in response to the visiting professor's question, the little girl sat down with her head buried in a face that was about to burst with shame.
Maybe...it's not my fault, right?
With such thoughts, Flanda didn't know how to speak.
Since this little guy is sitting here, he must be her contemporary, but in my impression, the two of them have not communicated with each other.
In other words, Flanda, who quickly passes the training and testing as if she has completed the task every time, has no connection with the students here. Even though the notice said that dormitories for volunteer students are provided so that everyone can better participate in the training, Flanda
I have never stayed there even once.
After a strange look at the little girl who was still immersed in confusion, the helpless girl with long golden curly hair had no choice but to turn her head to the window again and continue her aimless thinking, waiting for the arrival of noon.
Breathing the fresh air outside with a look of relief, the girl who finally waited until the end of the time rubbed her stiff shoulders and left this training center that she absolutely did not want to come back to again.
On the way back to the student apartment where she lived with her sister, Flanda was in a good mood and even considered whether to make an exception and bring another chocolate cake back to Fremia, who had already eaten it once this week.
But before she could reach the station, a submissive voice suddenly sounded from behind.
"……that……"
"...?"
Hmm, it sounds a bit familiar.
"Are you... that strange elementary school student just now?"
"Alas?!"
Turning around and looking over, Flanda revealed the identity of the visitor with a subtle expression on her face. She didn't remember that she still had the aura to attract elementary school students.
The little girl seemed very sad that she seemed to be regarded as a weirdo, but she still mustered up the courage to speak.
"I'm really sorry just now! I didn't mean to disturb you! It's just... this, that... ah..."
It's a pity that she could express herself well at first, but when she got to the key points, she immediately became incoherent and seemed a little difficult to speak.
"Okay, okay, I understand... [Calm down first.]"
Seeing that the little girl was so nervous that she was about to cry, Flanda, who had already attracted several passers-by to watch, sighed secretly and tried to slow down her "tone" as much as possible.
If you can participate in the training of the Disciplinary Committee, you won't be a lost child no matter what you think.
Or is she finally going to be involved in some kind of 'incident'?
"Uh... um."
With a calmness that she found incredible, the little girl calmed down quickly.
Then, Frenda finally knew the ‘truth of the incident’.
When the little girl announced her name, Flanda didn't even react.
Fortunately, her 'memory' was pretty good, and after being stunned for a while, she compared it with the slightly immature face in front of her.
She didn't expect that the first 'acquaintance' she met would be this little guy, which surprised Frenda somewhat.
At the same time, she also summarized from the other party's mouth the reason why he had been staring at her during class.
She has excellent grades, dignified manners, and is a beautiful foreign girl with blond hair and blue eyes.
This is simply the 'big lady' template that I dream of in early spring!
Yes, because the ordinary elementary school girl named "Uiharu Shiori" is a fanatic who yearns for the aristocratic girls' school and can study the daily life and etiquette of the eldest lady by herself.
That's why when she finally had the opportunity to sit next to her 'idol', she couldn't help but take another look...
…
"...I don't want to break your illusion, but Uiharu-san, I am not a young lady."
Looking at the little girl holding her hands with longing on her face, after listening to someone's confession, Flanda shrugged and stood up from the park chair on the roadside.
It was getting late, and she had to go back to help prepare lunch for a child with low living ability.
I always feel that I have more and more useless ‘skills’.
"Eh……?"
On the other side, Uiharu, who still wanted to chat with the 'eldest lady', was speechless for a while, as if he hadn't accepted the reality from the answer just now.
After doing it for a long time, it turned out that everything was just her delusion, and was discovered by the person involved. This experience, like a punishment game, made her so shy that she couldn't even raise her head.