"Rollercoaster Of Emotions: Cold & Hot Stare"

Fuyumi, on the other hand, maintained her cool demeanor as she reclined back into her chair, a sign of indifference. With a dismissive tone, she casually replied, "I don't really care about Shiriku," and took a rather aggressive gulp of her juice.

Sachi tried to backtrack, realizing her assumption might have been incorrect. She stammered, "R-right..." with a pleased smile and looked to Junichi for support.

Junichi couldn't resist the opportunity to playfully tease Fuyumi. He agreed with Sachi, adding a confident yet sarcastic tone, "Yup, our class president here sure doesn't care about Shiriku." His words were like a playful jab at Fuyumi's current nonchalant attitude.

Fuyumi, however, wasn't one to let such comments slide. The irritation and anger welled up within her, and she responded with a fiery intensity. "What do you mean by that?" Her words were practically dripping with frustration, and it made the entire table feel as if it had grown warmer. Fuyumi's disapproving aura intensified.

Junichi couldn't help but inwardly react to Fuyumi's increasing agitation. He thought to himself, "Yikes, it feels as if she's exuding an aura that's burning me alive."

Dachi and Daiki strolled past their lunch table, and Sachi couldn't resist trying to catch their attention. She exclaimed, "Yo, Dachi!"

Dachi, noticed Sachi but didn't engage in conversation. They locked eyes, remaining in silence for a moment. Then, in an unexpected turn, they exchanged a quick fist bump, a gesture of camaraderie, before continuing on their way to their own table.

Junichi couldn't contain his surprise and bewilderment. He blurted out, "Whaaaaa? What was that?" His face twisted in confusion as he watched the peculiar interaction.

Sachi, her smile still in place, decided to provide some context. "Oh, you mean that? Dachi and I have become close ever since our gym class. HAHAHA," she explained, still sporting a cheerful expression.

Junichi, still trying to wrap his head around the situation, questioned the friendship between the seemingly tough pair. "But aren't those two scary? I mean, me and Daiki was working together in our previous gym, but they're still our class delinquents!" His face contorted with a mix of confusion and frustration.

Sachi pondered the notion and decided to share her perspective. She spoke with a hint of wisdom and understanding. "Hmmm, I think that's just our preconceived notions about them. You know, in class, Dachi and Daiki pretty much keep to themselves. I'm pretty sure everyone is just scared of them because they're big and have an intimidating appearance." Her words were a mix of fierce determination and optimism. "But personally, I don't believe that someone should be defined solely by how they look, especially on the outside. Looks can be deceiving, and they don't always reflect a person's soul or personality."

Junichi was taken aback by Sachi's profound perspective. "Damn, that's deep and inspirational," he commented, his voice tinged with genuine admiration.

Sachi couldn't help but laugh in response to Junichi's reaction. The camaraderie between the friends was evident as they continued to banter and share their thoughts.

Meanwhile, Fuyumi, who had been observing the unfolding events, was seemingly experiencing a rollercoaster of emotions. Junichi turned his attention to her and noted her changing mood. He observed, "Right? That was deep, right, Fuyumi?" But her mood had grown so hot that it felt as though the lunch table might as well be a barbecue.

Junichi's gaze shifted towards the table where Ayaka and Shiriku were seated. He couldn't help but connect the dots. He commented, "Ahhh, that's why. They're doing more of what a fake relationship does." As Junichi continued to watch, he found himself witnessing a surprising moment again – Ayaka kissing Shiriku on the cheek. His mind raced with thoughts, "Oh no, did she just..."

Slowly, Junichi shifted his attention back to his own table. An unusual sensation sent chills down his spine. It wasn't just him; he noticed Fuyumi's increasing anger and an inexplicable cold aura surrounding her.

Meanwhile, at Shiriku and Ayaka's table, Shiriku was also experiencing an unusual atmosphere. He couldn't help but comment to himself, "Damn, the weather is different today. First, I definitely felt a hot gaze, like it was burning me from another direction, and now it feels like someone is staring at me with such cold intensity that it burns."

Back at Junichi, Fuyumi, and Sachi's table, Sachi was in high spirits. She playfully suggested to Junichi, "Junichi, how about saying hi to Daiki since you two were displaying that 'perfect form'? AHAHAHA." Her smile was infectious.

However, Junichi hesitated, likely considering the consequences of approaching Daiki. He responded with humor, "No thank you, ahahaha." His reluctance was evident, and he didn't want to push his luck.

Sachi couldn't resist a final tease. She playfully called Junichi a "chicken," and both of them shared a laugh, lightening the mood at their table.

Fuyumi finally managed to calm herself after the tense moments earlier. The atmosphere around their table lightened, but it was short-lived. Just as they were regaining their composure, an announcement came through the school radio club.

The voice on the announcement carried a sense of urgency, informing the students that today would be a half-day. A sudden meeting had been called for all the teachers. The news was met with mixed reactions from the students.

As the announcement continued, the voice added, "After you've finished your lunches, you may now go and spend the rest of your afternoon outside the school. Thank you."

The announcement was met with a buzz of excitement, as the students realized that they had an unexpected opportunity to enjoy their afternoon outside of school. It was a welcome surprise, and many started discussing their plans and what they would do with their newfound free time.

LOCATION: KAZAHANA COMPANY BUILDING

In the sleek and polished Kazahana's company building, a sense of power and control permeated the air. The scenario shifted to a dimly lit room, where a figure sat behind a large, imposing desk. This was Luciel Kazahana, a formidable presence, and the head of the Kazahana family.