Short Story 1 : Ai Morishita’s SS - On the Cold Bench

TODAY, I WAS waiting at a certain location to meet Ayanokōji Kiyotaka.

It was a bench that you'd always pass by on your way back from school to the Keyaki Mall.

I sat alone and quietly spent my time here, not doing anything in particular.

Then, I suddenly felt that I didn't like my current body position anymore.

"Mm… I can't rest well."

Even if I rested my back on the chair, or stretched my back muscles, it did me no good.

What should I do to be released from this discomfort?

After going through trial and error, my problems were eventually resolved by lying face-down on the bench.

"This is comfortable…"

It was particularly good that the cold wooden plank hit my cheek.

All that I needed to do now was to sit and wait for his arrival.

Ah, but since I'm not sitting… is it okay to 'sleep and wait' instead?

…Oh never mind.

Anyway, I spent my time in this relaxing position.

"Is she dead?"

Finally hearing his voice, I felt at ease.

If I had to wait any longer, I might've frozen to death.

I was almost starting to doze off and was about to be lulled into sleep.

"No, she's not."

"That's correct. I'm not dead."

I responded to Karuizawa Kei's accurate answer.

"What are you doing in such a place?"

"Are you curious?"

"It would be a lie if I said I wasn't interested but―"

"Then, I'll explain. I was, believe it or not, waiting for you, Ayanokōji Kiyotaka."

If you looked at the circumstances that had occurred so far, you could understand that he wasn't a normal student.

That was why I wanted to observe him more closely and learn more about him.

I wanted to confirm it again and again with my own eyes.

It was always better to have more companions with whom you could share information, treating facts as facts.

For Class A to continue to remain as Class A.