Azure Files, the starting point of all miracles

"You...why are you looking at me like that?"

"Yuuka-chan seemed very engrossed in what she was watching just now~Did she find something related to the teacher?"

"—!"

As soon as Noah finished speaking, Gongzi, who had been tidying up on the other side of the room, came to the two of them almost instantly.

"Teacher's stuff?"

"Hayase-san, even though the teacher asked us to come over and tidy up, I don't think we should mess with the teacher's other things."

"Oh~"

Noah's eyes narrowed slightly and he smiled at Miyako, "So?"

"I think it's most appropriate to hand these things over to our Rabbit Squad for safekeeping."

"After all, we are students of the SRT Academy founded by the Federation Student Union President. Fair and just custody of every lost item is our strong point."

Miyako spoke righteously, completely ignoring the subtle looks from the other three companions.

"That's right~ I understand."

Noah said, his expression didn't change much: "Although what you said makes sense, I don't think this can be called lost property~"

"After all, the teacher is still here, and this is not a 'valuable' item. It's just a photo of the teacher when he was young."

Yuka: “?!”

Yuka glanced behind her, confused as to when Noah had taken the photo frame.

No, compared to this——

Photos of the teacher when he was young! ?

When Gongzi heard this, a gleam of light suddenly flashed in her pupils.

Although Xiyu now looks like a young man in his twenties, it is difficult for students to associate him with "young people" because of his mature and reliable side.

If I could see what the teacher really looked like when he was young——

Thinking of this, Gongzi looked at Noah with a serious look in her eyes.

And Noah, with his relaxed expression, gradually became more serious.

As for Yuka?

Yuka was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak because she was caught secretly looking at the teacher's photos.

Looking at the two people confronting each other in silence, Moe also subconsciously looked at Saki.

"I say, aren't you curious?"

"?"

"What the teacher looked like when he was young."

"...Don't think too much about it. Just focus on the things at hand."

Saki said this seriously, carefully folding the quilt on the bed in front of her.

However, Moe was still keenly aware of the blush that flashed across Saki's face.

She shrugged her shoulders at this.

"Okay, as long as you are happy~"

But before Moe could take any action, Saki's voice came again the next second.

"Wait, this looks like--Miyako?"

Miyako: “!”

Noah: "?"

Others: “——?”

Chapter 17: About the incident where Yukiyuki Miyako was defeated by a doll

"What's wrong, Saki?"

Looking towards where her companions were, Gongzi was aroused by her words and asked, "What did you find?"

"Come and take a look, Gongzi, is this you?"

Saki said as she took an intricately shaped doll off the counter.

Although it is presented in a Q version, the hair color, the clothes, and the cute appearance all indicate one thing: this doll is based on the prototype of Tsukiyuki Miyako.

"..."

how to say?

It's an amazing feeling.

It is true that Miyako really likes her teacher.

But when she learned that the teacher had her own doll collection, she still felt a wonderful feeling in her heart.

Of course, this is not disgust.

It was pure novelty, and it was quickly overwhelmed by the joy that followed.

At this moment, in Gongzi's mind, a formula is being rapidly constructed: The teacher has his own doll = the teacher cares about himself = the teacher likes himself!

And I also like the teacher, doesn't this mean that -

*Mutual affection?!

The moment Miyako came to this answer, she felt an unprecedented peace in her heart.

Not without joy.

But it has transcended everything.

Winning or losing is meaningless.

All that remains is the peace that comes from boundless peace of mind.

She carefully took the doll from Saki's hands, then held it tenderly in her arms as if it were a child.

"I said...Miyako?"

Looking at Miyako like this, Saki felt inexplicably strange.

With a hint of doubt, Saki gently patted Miyako's shoulder: "Are you... okay?"

"Nothing? What could possibly happen to me?"

Miyako slowly turned her head and gave Moe an elegant and virtuous smile.

"Thank you for your concern, Saki."

"..."

What a brilliant smile.

It is as warm as the sunshine in winter and as gentle as the breeze in early spring.

However, at this moment, all Saki could feel was an inexplicable weirdness.

*Miyako...your smile right now...is so disgusting...

If Saki hadn't been concerned about the friendship of her companions, she would have almost said this.

"By the way, aren't you curious? Where did this doll come from?"

While the two were talking, Meng Hui was also looking at the doll in Gongzi's hand: "Although Gongzi is indeed a cute girl, she is not to the point of appearing in peripheral products."

"In fact, if Gongzi could leave the surrounding area, our lives might have been greatly improved a long time ago."

Miyako: “…”

Is this the only use of my portrait rights?

However, before the girls could complain, a figure entered their field of vision.

"Is there a possibility that the teacher didn't buy it, but made it himself?"

It’s raw salt Noah!

The girl, who usually records everything, was flipping through the notebook in her hand and said to the people in front of her: "The teacher once had the experience of purchasing needles and thread. I think it was probably done at that time~"

"Noah, how do you know this?"

Yuka also came over, looking surprised.

Facing her best friend's gaze, Noah raised a finger and gave her a mysterious smile: "Yuuka-chan, you really care about the teacher~"

"I—I'm not—"

Listening to the conversation coming from the side, although both of them were discussing the person they liked, at this moment, Gongzi no longer had any intention of competing.

If I have to say why, I have already reached the finish line. Is there any need to fight for these meaningless things?

Yes, that's right.

end!

Holding this lovely doll gently, Miyako's face was once again filled with a happy smile.

But in the process, she seemed to realize what was inside the doll.

With a hint of doubt, she began to caress it gently.

"This is... a button?"

Miyako blinked.

"Button?!" Meng Hui's eyes lit up as she thought of something after hearing this: "Could it be a button that explodes when pressed?!"

"Uh...will the Miyako doll explode after pressing this button?"

Saki raised her eyebrows with a strange expression: "Although Mr. Xiyu's usual behavior is a bit weird, he wouldn't do such a thing..."

"Teacher... is a very gentle person. After all, he can notice someone like me who is as small as a pebble." Miyu also expressed her opinion.

As for Miyako herself.

Of course she wouldn't have any doubts about the teacher.

If it was that kind teacher, she would never do such a vicious prank as transforming her doll into a bomb.

With great trust in her teacher, Miyako pressed the button.

*Maybe it's some words sent to me~

*Like... confession!?

There was a gleam of anticipation in Miyako's eyes.

At the same time, a familiar voice came from the doll whose button was pressed.

doll:--

Doll: Teacher...

Miyako: “?”

This familiar voice was obviously not the teacher's.

"This is Miyako's voice."

As Saki said this, the doll continued to make sounds.

Doll: We——

Miyako: “……?”

For some reason, listening to this strangely familiar voice, Miyako felt that a memory buried deep in her mind began to revive.