The SC President

When Shio's class ended, she called me to help her carry our homework to her room at the Administration Building.

Satsuki's fatigue was already abated from the food and the vitamins she took. Seeing that, I don't need to worry about leaving the classroom.

Though this looks like a normal errand, I realized that it's Shio's new way for us to interact with each other. Constantly calling me to the faculty will surely invite suspicion after all.

Did she miss me? Or was there development on her adult problems? After that visit to my house, I couldn't find the time to be alone with her again.

"Put it there at the table."

Shio said after we entered the room. I did what she asked by dropping the thick stack of homework at her table before turning around to face her. The door was already closed behind her and the sound of the lock clicking rang out.

"Uhm. Shio, what's wrong?"