There is No Problem with the Youth Under the Snow

In this short period of time, the entire conference room was filled.

But the night will eventually come, so that the place will eventually be silent.

At this time, the conversation continued.

"Ah, no, that's not what I meant, Yukinoshita-san..."

A cute hairpin swayed the tip of her drooping hair as she shook her head.

Senior Sister Tour shook her head in a panic and waved her hand to explain.

When she was about to open her mouth to continue talking.

"Well, I'm sorry, I still have something to do, so I'll go back first."

At this moment, Isshiki, who was standing beside her, suddenly broke the silent silence from beginning to end.

Isshiki was uncharacteristically biting his lip, as if he was enduring something.

After bending over and bowing, after saying these words, like a deer, she ran out of the conference room with small steps.

"Classmate Isshiki......"

Senior Sister Xun couldn't help but let out a cry of retention, trying to catch up with her leaving figure.

But Isshiki still disappeared from sight without looking back.

Yukinoshita's eyes also swept in that direction.

But he immediately retracted his gaze.

"Senior Patrol, can I give you the plan tomorrow?"

Her gaze returned to the patrolling sister in front of her.

"Um... Of course you can, eh! Yukinoshita-san!."

It seemed that it was Shirogane-senpai who subconsciously nodded in response.

He suddenly reacted, and involuntarily called out to Yukinoshita who had already started to pack up the documents.

"Do you have any other questions?"

Hearing the shout, she seemed to tilt her head in confusion.

A calm gaze met the gaze of the tour-senpai.

"How can this kind of thing be done by you alone?"

It seems that he has calmed down, and Sister Tour's usual gentle voice sounded.

"At least let me do my part."

But even so, her suggestion was rejected.

"It does not matter."

"For me, that's the best way to go."

A cool autumn wind blew from the open window, flipping the papers on the table.

Yukinoshita's long smooth black hair also swayed.

She threw it away without knowing it, and raised her footsteps.

"See you tomorrow, senior."

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Students can be seen sparsely on the streets in the evening.

With the flow of the wind, the flaxen hair also swayed, and the petite figure seemed to be trembling in this autumn evening.

She is the executive chairman of the Sobu High School's sports festival, Ichiroha.

Although it is only a nominal title.

And Isshiki was silently walking down the street with his head down, his hands unconsciously clutching the sleeves of his sweater.

No one could see her expression, but her body exuded a heavy meaning.

In short, from the look of others, she looked depressed.

But for Isshiki, it's not just low.

It comes from hatred from the bottom of my heart.

I can't do anything about the situation of the meeting. When I need decision-making opinions, I can't get in and feel overwhelmed.

Completely did not reflect their own ability and role.

On the contrary, Yukinoshita-senpai is like a real meeting leader.

And he could only watch helplessly as Yukinoshita-senpai said, "Leave everything to me." Such words.

Sure enough, you still think things are too simple?

She also thought about escaping on the spot, so she gave up.