The Delinquent Shimizu-san Sitting Next to Me Has Dyed Her Hair Black-Chapter 7Volume 4 .1 - Shimizu-san and the Class’s Project

A girl student, who seemed to be a junior, received the yakisoba from Toshiya, who was dressed in a happi coat, with a delighted expression.

At times like this, I’m reminded of Toshiya’s popularity with the girls. It seems that the crowd here isn’t just because of the yakisoba’s popularity.

“Hey, two servings of yakisoba are ready!”

“Y-yes! Oh, thank you very much!”

Next to Toshiya, Shimizu-san, wearing a happi over her uniform, was handing yakisoba to a male student.

The boy receiving it looked somewhat intimidated.

There are still quite a few students who are afraid of Shimizu-san, and this boy must be one of them.

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“Hondō-kun, you’ve stopped working.”

Seto-san, in her apron, called out to me.

It seems I was paying too much attention to the other two.

“Sorry.”

“No need to apologize. Is your yakisoba ready?”

“Yeah, it’s ready. Just need to pack it into containers.”

“Good to hear things are going smoothly. Once I’ve finished packing what I’ve made, I’ll help you with yours.”

“Thanks, Seto-san.”

“It’s only natural to help each other out when we’re on the same shift.”

After that, Seto-san and I continued making yakisoba, while Shimizu-san and Toshiya continued selling it.

***

“Phew, we can finally take a breather.”

About an hour into the festival, the stream of customers finally slowed down.

“Should we stop making yakisoba for now?”

“Yeah, we still have quite a bit left, so we should be fine, right?”

“Then let’s take a break until the next customers come.”

“Okay!”

“I’ll keep an eye out in case any customers come.”

“Should I help too?”

“No need, just take a break.”

“Understood. Thanks, Shimizu-san.”

I opened my backpack, which was nearby, and noticed something.

“Huh?”

“What’s wrong, Daiki?”

“I was going to check the script for the play, but it’s not in here.”

“Did you forget it at home?”

“I don’t think so...”

“When you can’t find something, it’s best to remember the last time you had it with you.”

Following Seto-san’s advice, I tried to recall when I last read the script.

Come to think of it, I don’t remember reading it at home last night.

If that’s the case, the last time I saw the script was...

“Maybe I left it in the clubroom...”

“If it’s at school, that’s good. Since we have some time now, you should go get it.”

“Yeah, I’ll go do that.”

Just before heading to the clubroom, I caught Shimizu-san’s eye.

“I heard the conversation. We can handle things here even if customers come, so don’t rush.”

“Shimizu-san is kind, huh?”

“Just go quickly!”

I hurried off to the Astronomy Club’s clubroom.

***

After confirming that Hondō was out of sight, I approached Matsuoka and Seto, who were talking.

“Hey, Matsuoka.”

“What is it?”

“Sorry, but I need to talk to Seto for a bit, so can you take over the booth?”

“Is it something important?”

“It’s important to me.”

“Got it, sure. Should I try not to overhear the conversation?”

“If you want to listen, that’s up to you.”

If it were a conversation I didn’t want to be overheard, I wouldn’t be having it here.

“Okay, then I’ll take over the booth.”

“Don’t expect a thank you.”

“I don’t need one, so it’s fine. Well then.”

With that, Matsuoka returned to the spot where he had been before.

“So, what did you want to talk about?”

“...It’s about Hondō.”

“I figured as much.”

“Why!?”

“Because you came to talk right after Hondō-kun left, so it’s obviously related to him.”

“By the way, I knew that too.”

“Just keep quiet and watch over the booth!”

Am I really that obvious?

Surely it’s just that Seto and Matsuoka are sharper than most.

It has to be.

“So, what about Hondō-kun do you want to talk about?”

“That’s...”

“Hurry up, or Hondō-kun will come back.”

“Don’t rush me! I just want to know how to go around the cultural festival with Hondō!”

“...are you serious about asking that?”

“Of course I’m serious!”

Seto’s expression hasn’t changed, but I feel somewhat scoffed at.

“Just invite him normally.”

“...Won’t he find it bothersome?”

“If it’s Kei Onee-chan, I think it’ll be fine.”

I wasn’t expecting a response from that direction, so I reflexively turned towards the source of the voice.

For some reason, there stood Hondō’s sister, Teruno.

“Why is Teruno here?”

“Because it’s the cultural festival today.”

Indeed, anyone can come to our high school’s cultural festival, but that’s not what I wanted to know.

“How did you get here? Did you come alone again?”

“No, I came with mom.”

I looked around, but I couldn’t spot anyone who looked like Teruno’s mother.

“Where is your mother now?”

“She went to greet Yuasa-sensei. She said I might be bored in the meantime, so I should go ahead and wait for Onii-chan. She said Onii-chan would be here around this time...”

“Hondō just stepped out for a bit. He’ll be back soon.”

“Then that’s good.”

Teruno seemed relieved. She must have felt uneasy without Hondō around.

“Well, until Hondō gets back, do as you like here.”

“Thank you, Kei Onee-chan!”

“...Yeah.”

Teruno’s smile might contain an ingredient that brings happiness to people.