Oreki Houtarou's Strength-First Classroom

Oreki-san, on the other hand, chose to pack up.

…

The direction he is heading towards is school.

What he is looking for is Yukino Momoka.

The progress of the mission is stuck at 99%. You need to confirm that the other party is still alive, then you can complete the mission.

But Sanye wasn't very familiar with her, and she was still working as a teacher. Although it was vacation time, she might still be in school.

And grandma said that Yotsuba is at school.

Now you can still [encounter] Yotsuba when you go to school.

Oreki-san wanted to see what the sensible Yotsuba had become now.

He found it very interesting.

This is the feeling of an old father who watched Loli grow up.

It's just a bit regretful, because Loli is so cute, why should she grow up?

Just like his classmate Sakayanagi, he was so cute when he was a child. Although he is still cute now, it would be even cuter if his body shape could be fixed.

So are there any superpowers or rewards that can allow people to maintain the status quo and stop growing?

Oreki remembered that Sakayanagi-san in the precognitive dream had not changed much from now, and he could still play pretend games with his daughter.

"Dong——"

Oreki walked forward while thinking wildly, but Oreki-san suddenly stopped.

There is a park on the way to school.

That was where he first met Yukino.

Although it seems a bit impossible, I have a strange feeling that I might still be able to meet her here.

Oreki-san turned around and walked into the park.

Stepping on the cobblestone-reinforced path, I walked forward in a winding way.

He quickly arrived at the pavilion where he and Yukino Mokari took shelter from the rain.

"The shutter was pressed too fast."

"Don't make such a strange expression!"

There were only two couples taking photos.

Oreki-san didn't bother them.

It seems not.

He turned around to leave, but he found a woman walking towards him, holding a bag in one hand and reading [Tagore's poetry collection] in the other hand.

This woman is quite beautiful.

Should I say that she has a delicate face, or that she has a beautiful face.

She wore light makeup, but this makeup still made her look older and more ordinary.

But even so, she is a beautiful woman.

The facial features are beautiful and exquisite.

Slender shoulders.

Because he was holding the book, a section of his white wrist was exposed, making people unable to help but take a few more glances.

This is a very beautiful woman.

"Stop filming!"

At this time, the two lovers suddenly quarreled.

"No more photos!"

"You just want to take pictures of me and then deliberately take pictures of others!" The woman was very angry.

Then Oreki-san and the beautiful woman looked over.

The face of the boy in the couple turned red immediately.

He took his girlfriend and left here quickly.

It seemed that the couple had left. And the beautiful woman came to the pavilion carrying the bag.

Oreki-san also arrived at the pavilion.

He opened the drawing board.

Now. Full of interest in painting.

…

"Collection of Tagore's Poems..."

"Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves."

"The dust is insulted and repays with her flowers."

"so good--"

The beautiful woman said softly.

But this was more like her mumbling.

She herself was attracted and then intoxicated by the world of poetry.

He is a person who lives in his own world.

Oreki-san, on the other hand, opened the drawing board.

The woman looked over.

At this time, a roaring sound suddenly appeared in the sky.

Then it started to rain hard and fast.

"There is faint thunder...The sky is hazy, but I hope the wind and rain will come. I can keep you here."

The woman read a poem.

This is a very favorite poem.

But she only read half of it.

Oreki-san glanced at her.

Completed.

"...There is faint thunder and a hazy sky. Even if it doesn't rain, I will stay here."

"..."

?

"You also remember the Manyoshu." The woman looked over and said, "I'm sorry for talking to you without permission."

She thought the boy in front of her was very handsome, but she didn't expect that he was also the type who liked reading ancient prose.

"It's okay." Oreki-san said. "I also think Yangtsang Gyatso's poetry is also very good."

"Whether you see me or not, I will always be there."

"It's beautiful."

Oreki-san said.

"Um……"

Probably because she was chatting with someone about a topic she was interested in, the woman's interest became high, "And the number one in front is best not to miss each other, and best not to meet each other..."

"There's also a slight sadness to it."

"By the way..."

The woman looked over and stared at Oreki-san, looking into his eyes.

"You have beautiful eyes. You look very much like someone I knew before."

"Especially the awe-inspiring young man's eyes."

"Right, that is it!"

The woman seemed to be in a good mood.

"What you said is really biased." Oreki-san said, "No one wants to compare themselves with others, or say who they look like."

"Oh, oh, oh--I'm sorry."

Momoka nodded obediently like a scolded student.

But she soon discovered.

Something doesn't seem right about me today.

Because how could he suddenly strike up a conversation with a passerby and then still be in front of the other person... I felt that I had no initiative.

All are passive.

This feeling is very strange.

…

"Do you usually like coming here?"

But now it was Oreki-san who was talking to her.

"Yeah." The woman nodded. "There are memories here."

"remember?"

"Well...how should I put it, I have encountered painful things, and then I met someone here who can save me, and I am very grateful to that person.

But now I can't see her/him. "

"Don't we have mobile phones now?" Oreki-san said. "Mobile phones are very advanced and can also make voice and video calls."

"Well...how should I say-"

The woman sighed softly, "My situation is different."

"So do you like him?"

"Hmm! Why do you say that?" The woman was startled.

"Because you can't forget it, right?" Oreki-san said. "People who are very important to them seem to have nothing else but love. And it's still unobtainable."

"Maybe it's because of friends." The woman added. "Because I'm not in a relationship, I feel like the other person treats me as a friend."

But Oreki-san shook his head.

"Whether it's love or friendship, it's actually a special emotion and special treatment for a person. So it's essentially the same, it's just that you want to distinguish so much."

"but……"

The woman felt something was wrong, "I don't know where she/he is, or his identity. I don't even know if there is a chance to see him again."

"...You can probably see him." Oreki-san said. "But this is only after you wash off the powder on your face."

"..."

? ...? ?

"What do you mean?" The woman was confused.

"Of course it's when you're most beautiful," Oreki-san said. "If you look your best, everyone will want to see you."

"Well--"

The woman finally understood that Oreki-san was praising her for her beauty.

"Thanks."

"But you'd better not say that to me again," she said. "This is a very strange feeling. I usually don't like talking to people. But I am very used to talking to you."