4 Vol.11 Chapter 3

[Intro]

On that same day, during lunch break, almost every student in Class C had agreed to meet up in the classroom.

The students who didn't bring their own lunches to school were expected to go out and purchase one, then reassemble in the classroom immediately after.

As I was one of those who hadn't brought lunch, I left the classroom.

Then, I made my way to an isolated location and contacted two specific people with my phone.

I was able to reach the first immediately since I had already sent them a message beforehand.

As for the other person…

After finishing up, I quickly bought my lunch and made my way back to the class.

By the time I had gotten back, there were only two people who hadn't returned to the classroom.

The first was Kōenji Rokusuke, a student who couldn't be tied down by anyone.

The other person was Hirata Yōsuke.

Other than those two, there were 37 students gathered in the classroom.

"It seems like Hirata-kun isn't joining after all."

"Looks like it."

Although some people were voicing their concerns, we were running out of time with every passing moment.

It would be better for everyone if we held as many event selection discussions as possible. Every single one counted.

"'Turn over a new leaf', my ass! In the end, that guy doesn't have any plans on taking this seriously at all, does he!?"

I could understand why Sudō was on the verge of an outburst.

There were probably at least some of us who thought Kōenji might take things more seriously, even if just on the surface.

However, reality isn't so kind.

Or rather, humans aren't ones to change that easily.

Skating by with colorful, half-hearted words, Kōenji would probably continue to give us the slip.

But I don't think that will work forever.

Sooner or later, another exam like The Class Vote would happen again.

And when that time comes, Kōenji would be the one who had to pay the price.

"Screw that piece of shit, let's just start."

"Don't let him get under your skin. Anyways, I made copies of the handout Chabashira-sensei left for us so everyone could have one. I'll distribute them now. Carefully read through it as you eat. We'll have a more thorough discussion on the specifics after school."

Now that Hirata was out of the picture, Horikita had no choice but to step up and lead the way.

"If there's anything you come across that you don't understand, please feel free to come ask me about it while we're eating."

From the looks of it, Horikita had already read through the handout and fully understood everything.

[Intro end]

[Part 1]

The same day, after all the classes had ended…

Chabashira instructed the class to send the commander, whoever that may be, out into the hallway as soon as possible and left the classroom.

Hirata was the first person to stand up from their seat.

"Erm… The events… We'll be discuss-"

One of the girls, Nishimura, hurriedly tried to call out to him.

However, her words didn't seem to get through, as he just quietly left the classroom.

"Hirata-kun…"

Nishimura and many other students were taken back by the intense dejected atmosphere surrounding Hirata.

The only exception to this was Kōenji, who was casually looking at his phone as if he hadn't noticed anything at all.

"I'm… going to the bathroom for a bit. I'll be right back!"

The one to say this was none other than Mei-Yu Wang, a student that everyone called Mii-chan.

Although she said she was going to the bathroom, she had probably gone to chase after Hirata instead.

"Since he's not being useful, I guess I'll have to do it after all."

Horikita took the initiative and began preparing to go up the teacher's podium.

"Sorry, but I'll leave this to you. I have my duties as the commander to deal with."

"Yeah. Head to the multipurpose room to decide which class we're going up against. If you're given the choice, choose Class D."

"I know. Just don't expect too much out of me."

I got up from my seat and left the classroom.

As the one who had taken on the responsibilities of the commander, I walked out into the hallway.

"So it's you this time, Ayanokōji. Who on earth is the commander?"

With an exasperated sigh, Chabashira looked in the direction Hirata and Mii-chan had gone off to.

"It's me. I'm the commander."

"Oh…?"

Together, the two of us headed off to the special building.

"Isn't the special building a bit far when we're just selecting our opponents?"

"We'll also be going over the details on how you'll be managing things on the day of the exam."

There was barely anybody around as we arrived at the special building, so the sound of our footsteps was notably louder than usual.

"You went through so much to get your hands on a protection point, only to be forced to become the commander. How unlucky."

"I wasn't forced. I volunteered for the position myself."

Chahashira stopped walking for a moment.

"…You did?"

"Is there something wrong with that?"

"I thought you hated attracting unnecessary attention?"

Chabashira questioned.

"The only difference was whether or not they forced me into it."

"I see. You're saying that in either case, you weren't in much of a position where you could turn it down."

At the end of the day, the students who had won a protection point were much more likely to become the commander.

If they refused, they would be only one safe from expulsion.

In which case, would they choose to be pushed off a cliff? Or would they choose to jump off on their own terms instead?

"Whatever happened aside, by becoming the commander, you've taken on a huge responsibility. If you cut any corners, Class C will be the one to pay the price."

Since there was nobody around to hear her, Chabashira spoke boldly.

"Are you threatening me?"

As I turned to face her, she let show a slight grin.

"You're free to think whatever you want. However, I'll definitely be looking forward to it, Ayanokōji. Because now, after everything that's happened, I'll finally be able to see what you're really made of."

Her heart set on reaching Class A, Chabashira seemed like she had great expectations of me moving forward.

"There's no guarantee I'll win."

"Is that so? Sorry, but I, for one, can't possibly imagine that you'd lose."

After that, the two of us didn't say very much else as we made our way to the multipurpose room.

[Part 1 end]

[Part 2]

We arrived at the multipurpose room within the special building, the room that seemed to be the central hub for the special exam.

"It seems like the other three have already arrived."

The door was already open. Inside, I could see the homeroom teachers from the other classes, each accompanied by a single student. From Class A, it was Sakayanagi. From Class B, it was Ichinose, and from Class D, it was Kaneda.

Unsurprisingly, every single one of us had a protection point.

There were also two computers set up directly opposite of one another, each connected to a single, large monitor.

"Now that all the commanders have gathered, let's get started with deciding the class match-ups. I'll have each of you draw a slip from this lottery. The student who draws a slip with a red circle on it will be allowed to choose their opponent."

Mashima-sensei presented us with a lottery box and prompted Sakayangi to draw from it. However, she refused.

"As they say, good things come to those that wait. I don't mind going last, so by all means, Ichinose-san."

"Well, I don't mind if I do!"

Ichinose drew first, followed by Class C and D. Since the slips weren't folded, we knew the results of the draw almost immediately. In the end, Class D's Kaneda drew the winning slip with the red circle on it.

That is to say, Class D had won the right to choose their opponent.

"It seems there's no need for me to check the last slip, right Mashima-sensei?"

Mashima-sensei drew the final slip from the lottery box and, needless to say, there was no red circle on it.

"It seems good things didn't come this time, Sakayanagi."

"I wonder about that. I don't necessarily have to draw the winning slip to come out on top in the end."

"It sounds to me like Class A thinks they can rest easy no matter who they end up facing."

"Oh, that's not the case. If at all possible, I'd like to avoid confrontation with your class, Ichinose-san."

Sakayanagi's response made it hard to tell if she was just being polite or if she had given her honest opinion.

"Could you tell us which class you'll be choosing?"

At Mashima-sensei's request, Kaneda gave a small nod.

At some point since this morning, even Class D had probably held a discussion to figure out which of the other classes to go against to secure the highest chance of winning.

"I won't hesitate then. Class D would like to compete against… Class B."

Kaneda declared war against an entirely unexpected opponent.

"And you're sure you want to choose Class B?"

"Yes."

Having confirmed Kaneda's decision, Mashima-sensei finalized the class matchups.

With the competition between Class D and Class B set in stone, Class C would naturally compete against Class A.

"I was convinced you would choose Class C, but Class B? Why is that?"

Sakayanagi asked a question, interested in finding out Kaneda's reasoning.

"In order to turn things around from how they are now, we have to take away as many points as possible from the upper classes. Having said that, we also want to avoid fighting against Class A for the time being."

Since Class A was an understandably difficult opponent, they had opted to target Class B instead.

"Is that so? As far as I'm concerned, you've saved us from the trouble of matching up against a formidable opponent like Class B. I wish Class D the best of luck."

Sakayanagi offered her gratitude to Kaneda with a slight bow. Though, a little bit of trickery behind the scenes had led us to this current situation. While it goes without saying that Kaneda winning draw had been nothing more than a coincidence, this outcome had already been arranged no matter who drew the winning slip.

I had contacted Ichinose and Ishizaki before school had even ended for the day, telling them that I wanted Class C to compete against Class A.

Apparently, Ichinose had been genuinely interested in competing against Class A and was even planning on doing so, but ultimately, she conceded because she owed me a favor. As for Ishizaki and Class D, they had apparently been planning on challenging Class B anyway, so there hadn't been any complications in the first place.

All of this just to secure my match with Sakayanagi and Class A.

The only problem would've been if I had won the draw.

Since Horikita had told me to choose Class D if given the choice, I would've needed to come up with a convincing excuse.

However, my probability of winning was just one in four, so I wasn't all too concerned. Put simply, the whole thing had been a fixed job from the start. I was also pretty sure Sakayanagi was aware that I had made some arrangements beforehand.

In this way, the class matchups had been decided ahead of time.

"With that done, I'll now explain the system you'll be using on exam day. You'll be in this room, using a computer similar to the two we have set up right over here. This is where you'll be assigning your classmates to the events in real-time."

Chabashira went to the left computer and broadcasted the screen onto the large display.

As Chabashira operated the computer, Mashima-sensei continued his explanation.

"As an example, this is a catalog of all the Class A students. Using the mouse, you'll drag a student's portrait and drop it into the box of the event you'll have them participate in. If you make a mistake or reconsider your choices halfway through, just drag and drop the photo out of the box and reselect from there. Alternatively, you can also do all of this with the touchscreen."

"This kinda feels like a video game, right?"

"It totally does, doesn't it!"

Ichinose and Hoshinomiya-sensei engaged in a fun little side conversation with each other.

"There will be a time limit imposed on selecting the participants for each event, which is represented by the number you currently see counting down on-screen. The more students there are in a given event, the more time you'll have to select them. You can expect to be given approximately thirty seconds per person."

That is, given a ten-person event, we would have roughly 300 seconds to make a decision.

"If you don't make a selection within the provided time limit, any remaining spaces will be filled with somebody chosen at random, so do keep that in mind. Conversely, if you end up selecting too many students, the excess participants will be forced out at random as well."

In other words, it would be strictly forbidden to go over the time limit.

"Once an event begins, the match will be broadcast live on this large monitor."

Stock footage of a shogi match began to play on the monitor, much like what one would see on TV.

"The rules for how a commander can participate in the current event will be listed on your screen after the event has started."

The footage on the monitor changed over to show the screen of the left computer once again, where the words 『At one point during the match, the commander can pause the game and re-do a move』 were displayed.

This was probably an example of the rules that Mashima-sensei had just referred to.

"As the commander, you can choose to intervene at any time by clicking on the rule you want to act upon. Be sure to keep this in mind."

The monitor changed back to the shogi video once again.

"You won't be allowed to provide your classmates with instructions over the phone. Instead, we will be adopting a text-to-speech system that will read out the messages you send them. After you type out your message and send it, it will be played through your classmate's headset."

This meant that a machine would be automatically reading out our messages after we sent them. This was probably done in order to prevent us from conveying more information than we were allowed to. Using the shogi match as an example, the commanders are only allowed to intervene a single time to change one move on the board, but if they're careful with how they phrase their instructions, they might be able to convey two or three move's worth of instructions instead.

"Should a commander step out of line and interfere with an event in a way the rules don't allow, their class may be faced with disqualification and lose the event."

I had expected this. It'd be safe to assume that a third party would be carefully checking every message we sent our classmates.

"For each event, only one person in each class will be allowed to wear one of the headsets. Even in a team event, only one person will be allowed to receive instructions. As the commander, you'll have to choose who this person will be."

From the looks of it, I had more on my plate than I expected.

While there were plenty of things we could decide on beforehand, we would always have to be ready for unexpected circumstances.

"You'll be allowed to send out your instructions whenever you want, so long as it abides by the rules."

We could freely change our screen layouts whenever we wanted, including minimizing or maximizing certain aspects of the display to show only the information we wanted to see.

Between observing the students in the current event to making preparations for the next one, there would be plenty of stuff to do to keep us occupied.

"This wraps up my explanation of the commander's duties and procedures. Are there any questions?"

Mashima-sensei did a quick glance throughout the room, but it didn't seem like anyone had something they wanted to bring up.

"Alright then, that'll be all for today. If any of you want to go over the system or check on something, you'll be allowed to visit the multipurpose classroom under teacher supervision until one week before the exam. You're all dismissed."

With that, the explanation was finished and we all left.

[Part 2 end]

[Part 3]

After heading back to my dorm, I messaged Horikita which class we would be going up against and began to think about how I would fulfill my duties as the commander. In retrospect, this was the first time I would be facing a special exam head-on.

In all honesty, if this was a one-on-one battle, I didn't think I would lose.

However, this was a battle where I had to command the class as a whole.

I would only be able to fight confined within the scope of my classmate's abilities.

Given an army of children, even an unparalleled strategist like Sun Tzu wouldn't stand a chance against an army of fully-grown adults.

Although the commander's unique ability to intervene in events would be the key to victory, I was still missing something fundamental that I needed in order to compete.

That is, I needed to grasp the current potential of Class C.

Who does everyone like and dislike? What are their strengths? Their weaknesses?

Without understanding all the different pieces of the puzzle, the path to victory wouldn't open.

Plus, when it comes to networking and leadership skills, I clearly fall short when compared to the rest of the class. Currently, I don't even know what people like Shinohara or Onodera like to eat.

That being the case, what should I do first?

The answer was obvious. I needed to reach out to someone who knew the class as if it were the back of their hand.

It was simple, but I didn't really have any other options.

There were only three people who could fit this criterion: Kei, Hirata, and Kushida.

Ideally, I wanted to consult all three of them.

However, given the current situation, the only one who'd definitely be willing to help me would be Kei.

Hirata was currently far beyond recovery, and Kushida had been deeply wounded during The Class Vote. While she wasn't showing it on the surface, she was probably quite furious with Horikita. It's unknown just how much skepticism she has toward me, but it's safe to assume she's become warier of me than before.

At around six in the evening, just as the sun was beginning to set, my doorbell rang.

Without hesitation, I unlocked the door and invited the visitor into my room.

"…Heyo."

The visitor was Karuizawa Kei, who was still in her school uniform.

"Did you only just get back from school?"

"That's cus, unlike you, I have a ton of friends. Besides, I'm the star today."

Her choice of words was a bit peculiar. She turned to look at me.

"The star? Why?"

Seeing as I didn't understand what she was getting at, Kei looked away from me with a slightly irritated look on her face.

"…Whatever, it's nothing. Anyways, isn't it weird for you to call for me at a time like this? And what's with you saying I don't need to be careful anymore? Didn't you say it'd be a problem if we're seen by somebody?"

She uneasily glanced around my room.

"It's fine. After everything that's happened, I don't think that's necessary anymore."

"Cause of, uh, Hashimoto-kun from Class A, right? And that upperclassmen who saw us together?"

"Something like that."

"Our relationship will slowly become public knowledge, you know that right…? And that's okay with you?"

"I have no problems with it at all."

My immediate response seemed to give Kei some peace of mind, as she let out a sigh of relief.

"Well, then, it's fine I guess."

It's true that some actions would be easier to carry out if nobody knew about my connection with Kei.

But the situation was gradually beginning to change.

Moreover, it would be easier for Kei to move openly instead of acting as a spy from now on.

"But, like… you and I are still a boy and a girl from the same class, you know? If word gets out that I was seen coming here, won't weird rumors about how the two of us were alone together start to spread?"

Had she always been the type to care about something like that?

"I'm the commander for this exam, and you're a central figure in Class C. The two of us meeting privately shouldn't be too unnatural."

Just to make sure she felt comfortable, I added on an extra layer of reasoning to my explanation.

"Umm, well, I guess that's true…"

Something about this still appeared to be bothering her.

"Speaking of which, why'd you agree to become the commander? You aren't the type of guy who'd feel obligated to do so just cus you got a protection point."

As expected, she understands the type of person I am, at least to a certain extent.

"Personal feelings aside, I needed to show my sincerity to the class. Yamauchi had only just been expelled, so everyone's still pretty paranoid. Nominating myself for the role was the best option available."

"That's it?"

"That's it."

"If it were me, I wouldn't have become the commander, like, no matter what."

She was only able to take a stance like that because of the image she had established for herself. Even if she were to stubbornly insist that the protection point was hers to use as she pleased, nobody would be able to hold it against her. It was genuinely impressive.

"Let's change the topic. Tell me about the internal state of the class."

"Internal state, huh? Like, I don't even know where to start. For your information, it's not like I know everything myself, okay? Especially when it comes to the boys. I dunno anything about them."

"That's fine. If possible, I hope to consult with both Hirata and Kushida at some point later on."

This hope was nothing more than just that. A hope.

For the time being, there was no telling whether or not they'd speak with me.

"Sure, you'll find out pretty much everything about the class if you speak with the two of them, but like…"

Kei paused for a moment and wearily folded her arms in front of her.

"Kushida-san aside, don't you think it seems kinda impossible to reach out to Yōsuke-kun? He seems like he's given up entirely."

"Are you worried about him?"

"Well, yeah. Nobody in Class C actually likes seeing Yōsuke-kun like that."

Class C without Hirata, a situation where we were at a complete disadvantage. Since nobody was willing to step up and moderate, the class was lacking an overall sense of stability.

"Either way, I'll hear you out first."

"It'll be hard for me to do all the talking, so like, let's do this with you asking me questions, kay?"

If that's what she wanted, I'd comply. I would ask about each girl one at a time.

She went down the class roster, and I proceeded to memorize the relevant information about every girl in Class C.

[Part 3 end]

[Part 4]

"…and that should be about everything."

In just under ten minutes, I got pretty much all of the necessary information I needed from Kei.

"Hey. Are you sure you don't need to take any notes or something? Even if you beg, I'm not gonna explain everything all over again, okay?"

"It's fine."

"You're sayin' you've got it all memorized?"

"More or less."

"Oh wooow. How totally impressive."

Kei praised me, but the way she did so made it seem like she didn't really mean it.

"Anyway, our opponent is Class A this time, right? Isn't it gonna be super hard for you?"

"I'm not the one who'll be competing. That'll be up to you and the rest of the class. Just because I can intervene as the commander doesn't mean I'll always be able to turn around a difficult situation. In fact, I should be the one asking if you'll be okay?"

"M-me? I…"

She tried to say something, but the words seemed to get stuck in her throat.

"…Could you make sure I don't have to participate?"

"I'm not the only one who gets to decide on that. Depending on what Class A does, you might even need to participate twice."

"No no no, there's totally no way. I'm not good at studying and I'm terrible at sports!"

She shook her head frantically, emphasizing that she didn't want to be forced to participate.

"If it's you, Kiyotaka, I'm sure you can beat Sakayanagi-san!"

With this, she looked at me with a thumbs-up. She probably just wanted to avoid participating and prevent taking on any responsibility for the outcome.

However, not even Kei could grasp the true extent of my abilities.

"Plus, nobody's actually expecting that you'll beat Class A. Doesn't that make everything that much easier?"

"Yeah, I suppose."

Everything's easy when you don't have very much expected of you.

"Sooo… is this everything you wanted to talk to me about? Didn't you say we had to meet up in person?"

Kei pouted, the look in her eyes saying 'If there's nothing else, we could've just spoken over the phone'.

"Some things are easier to understand when communicated in person."

Kei's expression stiffened even further. This didn't seem to be the answer she was expecting.

"Humph… Sounds like we're done then. Well… I'll be leaving, kay?"

With everything important having been discussed, Kei excused herself.

At this point, she probably didn't think anything else would happen even if she continued dropping hints.

"I'll contact you again if something important comes up."

"…Sure, whatever."

It seemed like she had been expecting something this whole time, but now it looked like she had given up.

I guess she was going to stay stubborn until the very end, wholly unwilling to broach the topic herself.

It would've made it a whole lot easier for me too if she had just come out with it…

"Hold on a moment. I still have something to say."

I stood up and began to walk over to my drawer.

Before she came over, I had stashed a special something away so she wouldn't notice it when she entered the room.

"What is it… If you had something to say, you should've said so earlier!"

"It's just, today is your birthday, isn't it?"

"Eh? Seriously? You knew…?"

I took the special something I had prepared for her out of my drawer. I had ordered it from one of the stores on campus and had them ship it wrapped up in wrapping paper for the special occasion.

"I was just teasing you a bit."

"W-well, stop doing weird stuff like that. If you have a present, you shoulda given it to me earlier, okay? I've gotten a ton of good stuff from my friends already too, so this'd better be worth my time."

As she spoke, she extended her hand out to receive the gift, unwilling to look me in the eye as she did.

Seeing Kei act like this, I promptly stopped handing her the present.

"Were you looking forward to this?"

"N… n-not really?"

"If that's the case, I guess I could always take it back."

"Wha… What!?!? You can't just go and change your mind once you've decided to give something to someone!"

Her response was pretty much impossible to understand.

"This is also your return gift for White Day, though."

"How typical… So you're the kinda guy who does everything at once cuz it's too much work to do otherwise, huh?"

Kei let out an exasperated sigh and grabbed the present out of my hand.

A suspicious look appeared on her face as soon as she held it in her hands. After all, it was a tiny, square box, and moreover, it didn't weigh very much at all.

"Did you even put anything in it?"

"I wouldn't have the courage to gift you an empty box."

I could already imagine how angry she would get if I did something like that.

"Then I suppose you wouldn't mind if I make sure of that, hmm?"

Kei spoke as if she was a police officer interrogating a suspect, and proceeded to check the contents of the box. She carefully unwrapped the wrapping paper and took off the lid to the box that had been hiding underneath.

Nestled within the box was a single piece of metal that sparkled with a bright, golden shine.

"Wh… What is this!?"

While she seemed immensely surprised, it was clear that pretty much anyone would know exactly what it was.

"It's a necklace."

"W-well obviously! This gift is like, waaay too much!"

"Too much?"

"I-I mean, necklaces aren't the kinda things friends give to each other!"

Or so she says, but…

I tilted my head, not quite sure what Kei was getting at.

However, it didn't seem like she was looking to hear a response from me. Instead, it seemed like she was itching to say something else.

"Plus, you know what else? This doesn't even look good on me! Like, it's heart-shaped!"

At this point, she was probably referring to how the necklace's pendant was shaped like a heart.

Apparently, the birthday present I had chosen wasn't very good.

"It's shaped like a heart!"

She seemed particularly unhappy with that shape, as she bothered to emphasize it a second time.

Her face was turning bright red as she voiced her dissatisfaction. Anybody would feel a little hurt after hearing such harsh objections, even me.

After all, at the end of the day, a present is given in order to spread happiness.

"Wasn't this expensive?"

"Well it wasn't cheap. It was like twenty-thousand yen."

"Twenty thou… Why did you go out of your way to get such an expensive necklace!?"

"Why?"

Kei looked at me, her face turning even redder than before.

Given the situation, it seemed like it would be best to answer her honestly.

"To tell you the truth, I've never given something like a birthday present to a girl before. So, I decided to do some research on the internet as a starting point. I came across a major online shopping website, Rakkan Ichiba, where they recommended that necklace as the number one birthday present for girls. It even mentioned that it would be especially popular with high school girls."

I could still remember how the website declared it to be the absolute best gift, regardless of whether you're in a relationship or not.

I decided that it was a reasonable price to pay since I was giving her a single gift for both her birthday and White Day.

"Good lord…"

For some reason, Kei looked at me and cringed.

I found myself thinking that I might have really messed something up this time.

"You're so smart and yet, kind-of an idiot when it comes to stuff like this. It's like you were born yesterday or something. First of all, even if it said this would be a hit with high school girls, this is the sorta thing girls want to pick out for themselves. That way, they can choose something they like or whatever suits their tastes. Well, at least you didn't get me a ring or something where you'd have had to know the size of my finger… Put simply, this gift only gets like, 10 out of 100 points, kay?"

I had gone and prepared such an expensive present, but the result seemed to be disastrous.

She had just explained what high school girls were like, but there was still a lot I needed to reflect upon.

I had chosen the present with the best intentions, but it was hard to say if I had really considered how she would feel about it.

"What if I had given you a simple box of desserts?"

"That'd bump you up to a 15 out of 100."

To think a simple box of sweets would've been better than a twenty thousand yen necklace…

"I don't think you can return it now that it's been opened, but if you don't want it you can just leave it here. If you'd like, I can get you a cake box or something in a few days instead."

I offered her an alternative, deeply regretting my lack of preparation and research.

After all, a 15-point present would probably make Kei happier than a 10-point one.

At least, that's what I thought…

"…"

Kei stared at the necklace for a moment before turning to look at me.

And then, despite what I had just said, she put the necklace around her neck.

She then asked to use my mirror for a second and proceeded to see how it looked on herself.

"Hmm… As I thought, the heart is a bit childish… But since I have such a hot body, anything ends up looking good on me~"

While I couldn't help but wonder what in the world this first-year high school student was talking about, Kei was completely serious.

Kei took a moment to check how the necklace looked on her from every angle before finally nodding in satisfaction.

I had thought she would give it back to me after trying it on, but instead, she carefully set the necklace back in its box and put the box in her bag.

"Well, this was your first time giving a gift to a girl, right? I'll be nice and accept it, just this once."

"…Well, that sounds fine to me."

It wasn't like I'd have been able to give it to anybody else if she refused to take it, anyway.

[Chapter end]