Ordinary I and Extraordinary Them

’t notice.”

“Haah……shall we go?”

Sparks flew everywhere.
They hurled poisonous words at each other, locking horns as usual.

My stomach was churning, but it could just be my imagination.

I grabbed the teaching materials and the writing tools, and the three of us started walking towards the third building where the audiovisual room was located.

Upon reaching the third building, which was mostly inhabited by the third-year students, we could immediately spot the audiovisual room.

As we opened the door, what came into our view was a somewhat dim classroom.
The curtains had been pulled because we were going to watch a movie.
Many students were already in their seats.

As one would expect, the popular seats were occupied.

Yuuto sat surrounded by our classmates.
It was as if he had been fortified.

The boys were on the right, and the girls were on the left.

The two groups sat in a neatly demarcated fashion as if there was a boundary line separating them.

“Kanzaki-san! There is a seat here!”

“Eh……no, I”

When Shizuku followed me into the classroom, a female student called out to her.

As far as the “seat” was concerned, it was obviously the one next to Yuuto’s.

A supposedly “empty” seat up for grabs, but it didn’t take a genius to figure out that the seat was reserved for her.

Looking at how Yuuto’s followers didn’t say anything about the arrangement, it would seem that they had come to an understanding regarding that.

However, Shizuku wanted to sit with us.

Seeing Shizuku standing at the door perplexed, I issued a few words.

“……If you have to force yourself to sit according to others’ wishes, it should be fine to choose for yourself.”

“Fufu, such a clumsy person you are……You could have just honestly said, ‘It’s fine to refuse, you know’.” (Kirasaka)

Kirasaka interpreted my words with a bitter smile on her face.

Could you not do that, please?

That made me sound like a tsundere male from god knows where.
My embarrassment doubled.

Shizuku, who was looking at Kirasaka and me in front of her, gave us a small nod and went to talk to her classmates.

“Why!?”

A short while after, a voice laden with surprise resonated inside the classroom.
That must have been Shizuku turning down the classmate’s offer.

We randomly found a place for three people to sit.
Having ensconced myself in a chair, I turned to look at Yuuto’s direction.

Shizuku bowed her head several times to apologize, to which Yuuto put on a kind smile and said something.

“Sorry to have kept you waiting!”

“……It’s fine for you to be here?”

“Yes!”

Shizuku trotted up to me and assumed the chair on my right.

Kirasaka was on my left.

This is……flower in both hands?

No, rose in both hands is what this is.

[TN – Although rose is also a flower, it symbolizes prickly beauty.
You only admire it from far.
Unlike, “flower in both hands”, which is a Japanese proverb referring to a man being between two women.
So, saying it’s rose adds an element of danger.]

I did think that the gazes of the male students would concentrate on me, but there was nothing I could do about it.

After all, I was sitting between two astoundingly popular girls.

This class is going to be uncomfortable.