Translated: Sei, MTL-sensei-tachi
Edited: Sei, Grammarly no Danna
Source: Syosetu

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Chapter 18, Farewell


　The next day.
　Wake up at 7 am.
　Everyone gathers in the courtyard and does radio calisthenics before having breakfast.

　The menu was simple: rice balls, pork miso soup, and fried eggs.
　The rice ball was a simple salted musubi, but considering that it was paired with an omelet and pork miso soup, I think it was the right choice.
　In fact, it is very tasty.
　When the boys have been eating vigorously in the morning,

"Ahaha, the boys eat deliciously! It was worth the effort. There are more second helpings, so keep eating."

　Yamamoto-san said with a cheerful laugh.
　I see, this breakfast was made by Yamamoto-san, huh.

　That was the moment when Yamamoto-san's reputation skyrocketed in my mind.

　After cleaning up from breakfast, we move to another place.
　Today we are scheduled to use one of the classrooms for a meeting until noon.
　The topic of discussion was "Problems in school life and how to improve them."

　A lively discussion takes place among the student council officers, with Ike acting as the moderator.
　From time to time, I was asked to give my opinion as an ordinary student, but to be honest, before I felt inconvenienced by school life, I could only answer, "That's it."

　Touka, who was sitting next to me, made precise remarks whenever she was asked to speak, which led to a heated discussion.
　You are really amazing, Touka.
　I thought so, and as I looked at her profile, Touka looked a little smug and then said.

"Um, senpai. I think you're looking at me too much..."

"Oh, my bad"

　I apologize honestly and remove my gaze.
　Indeed, I reflected on the fact that I might have been staring at her too much.
　However, Touka still muttered in an unamused voice.

"No. I don't mind, but I'm embarrassed..."

　At her words, I looked at her again.
　Playing with the tips of her beautiful brown hair with her fingertips, she turned away, avoiding eye contact with me.
　Well, if she remembers what happened yesterday, she might indeed be embarrassed.

　When I thought about it, I started to feel embarrassed too.
　I replied with only a few words, "You're right."

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　And the discussion ended on a somewhat positive note.
　To be honest, it didn't make sense to me, but everyone looked satisfied, so it must have turned out well.

　It was lunchtime, and as I moved around the classroom, lunch was already being prepared.
　The menu consisted of salted grilled river fish and tempura of wild vegetables. And somen noodles.
　I could not complain about the way the river fish was cooked and the way the wild vegetables were fried.

"Ahaha, there are still more. You can eat as much as you want!"

　It was, of course, Yamamoto-san who did the cooking.
　At this moment, Yamamoto-san's reputation was stopped in my mind.

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　And so the whole process of the training camp was finished.
　All that was left to do was to get back to the school in the car driven by Makiri-sensei.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. It's a training camp until we leave, so be careful."

　We said our goodbyes to Yamamoto-san, who said the usual words.
　Farewell, Yamamoto-san.
　I'm sure I'll never forget you and the food you made...

　After saying our goodbyes to Yamamoto-san, we loaded our luggage into the car and got in.
　The seating arrangement in the car was the same as on the way there.
　I was sitting in the passenger seat, next to Makiri-sensei.

　What was different from the way we had gone was that all of us started to fall asleep some time after the car started driving, probably because we were tired from the camp.
　Tatsumiya, for example, was leaning against Touka, who was next to her, looking happy in her sleep.

"... Good work, Tomoki-kun. You can sleep too, okay?"

　While looking ahead because she was driving, Makiri-sensei said.

"I'm not really tired"

　To be honest, I was a little sleepy, but I still wanted to be at least a distraction for Makiri-sensei.

"So"

　That was all Makiri-sensei muttered.
　Then, after a while, she opens her mouth again.

"...How was the training camp this time?"

"The food was good, and best of all. It was fun. It was a good experience."

　There were a lot of things that I was not used to, but now I am glad that I had a fresh experience.
　As I told Touka yesterday, there were parts that made me tired, but I still enjoyed this camp.

"So. That's good to know."

　In response to my words, in a calm tone of voice, Makiri-sensei said so.
　It's very nerve-racking, though, to have people like Touka and Makiri-sensei care about me like this.

　―― I'm still happy.


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　The night I returned from the training camp.
　While relaxing in my room and reading a romantic comedy manga on my smartphone, I thought this heroine was cute... While thinking so, the screen changed.
　It's an incoming call from Makiri-sensei.
　I wondered what was going on? With that in mind, I tapped the call button and answered the phone...

"Tomoki-kun? It's Makiri."

　She asked in a somewhat dejected voice.

"Yes. What's wrong?"

"...Meeting! Let's have a meeting!"

　Makiri-sensei declared in a trembling voice.

"Yes?"

"You'll listen to me complain, won't you?"

　Makiri-sensei asked me in a trembling voice.
　And then it hit me.
　……Ah, I guess she is drunk, Makiri-sensei.

"Got it, I'll be right there."

"I'll be waiting"

　After receiving the words of Makiri-sensei, I hung up the phone.
　I then headed to Makiri-sensei's room wearing my jersey, my loungewear.

☆

"...I've been waiting"

　The person who greeted me was Makiri-sensei, who was in a slightly better state than when she confessed about that.
　When I entered the room, I sat down in front of the table.
　Makiri-sensei sat up on the bed in a little girl's sitting position and hugged a cute stuffed animal character.

　The behavior was so strong right from the start that I was confused, not knowing where to start.

　For now, I decided to ask her why I had been called in and what was going on.

"First of all... what's the complaint?"

"... Don't you understand?"

　Makiri-sensei blushes and gives me a condemned look.
　I thought about it for a while, but... I had no idea.

"I wish... I could, too"

　Makiri-sensei muttered to herself as she looked down.

"...What did you want?"

　When I asked her, she looked up, looked me straight in the eye, and then said.

"I wanted to have a youth like you guys too!"

　Makiri-sensei complained with tears in her eyes.

　I couldn't help but let out a dumbfounded expression, and with that calm look on my face, I said, "Well. I'm glad to hear it". I wonder where the wonderful Makiri-sensei has gone......, I thought about it rather seriously――.