MTL: Dexter, Kael
FTL(Hardest Part): KayL
TLC/Editor: Alisa
Final Editors: G-String
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6
“…Ah, and one more thing. We need to start deciding on what our class will present for the upcoming Fuji High Festival next month. There will be some free time during homeroom soon, so make sure to think about what you want to do.”
After enduring Kurasen’s ecstatic but pointless chatter, the jealousy and envy directed at high school students that had become a customary part of high school life after the break, and the tedious administrative announcements, the first day of the second term had come to an end.
I tidied up my desk, thinking about how it was that time of year again.
The Fuji High Festival was a three-day event held in October that could be considered a school festival of sorts.
On the first day, there was an “Off-Campus Festival,” where the cultural clubs performed in the large hall of a complex near Fuji High School. The second day was the “Sports Festival,” and the third day was the “Cultural Festival.”
Last year, I had just quit baseball and wasn’t in the mood to enjoy the festival. I hardly remember how I spent the preparation period while the whole school was buzzing with excitement, nor how I celebrated it on the day itself.
As I slung Gregory’s backpack over my shoulder, Kaito called out to me, “Hey, Saku, want to go to Takokyu?”
Come to think of it, I hadn’t shown my face to Oba-chan since the end of the first term. I was probably going to get a scolding or two, I thought with a wry smile.
“Sure, but is everyone else okay with it?”
In response to my question, Haru replied, “The girls basketball team has self-practice today, so there’s time to eat lunch.”
Kazuki followed up, “I’m the same. Why don’t we talk about what we’ll do for the school festival while we’re at it?”
By “what we’ll do”, he probably meant whether we’d have a performance as Class 2-5 or do something with this group separately.
Even though the school festival was mainly a platform for cultural clubs to showcase their works, we could actively participate in both the sports festival and cultural festival in various ways.
“Well, well, looks like the quiet one has said something unusual for once.” I teased him, and Kazuki responded by shrugging his shoulders in exasperation.
“Last year, nobody said anything because they were all being considerate of a certain someone.”
“…Sorry.”
Nanase walked over to us, her shoulders shaking in amusement, “Is Mizushino the type to be proactive about something like this? That’s a little surprising.”
Kazuki narrowed his eyes ever so slightly and looked out the window.
“It’s like the fireworks festival. We don’t know if we’ll be able to have the same fun next year.”
Upon hearing his words, Kenta, Yua, and Yuuko, who had gathered around us after getting ready to go home, nodded in agreement.
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