At the end of March, on the Spring Equinox.
The weather began to warm up, and the wind that blew over one's head no longer felt bone-chillingly cold.
Those thick school blazers, no one wore them anymore.
In the courtyard of the school, the maple trees sprouted new golden leaves, which were particularly conspicuous when viewed from inside during a light rain.
Kagura Hikaru leaned his face on one hand, gazing out the window.
The teacher on the podium was making his final farewell, as today was the last time he would serve as the homeroom teacher for Class A Year 1—it was said he would be transferring to another school to teach.
"After you move up to the second year, you will no longer be freshmen, remember to be more lenient with your juniors," the teacher said.
The students in the classroom responded with laughter, some sentimental girls bowed their heads and sobbed, while their friends reached out to comfort them.
Kagura Hikaru was oblivious to all of this.