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“Hayami-kun. Here you go.”
“Oh, thank you.”
I was led along, inside the train. Sitting next to me, Chairman Sanada took out two ticket-like items from her side bag.
“The prefectural art museum, right?”
“Yes. I’ve been curious about the current exhibition. I wanted to go see it, but the timing just didn’t work out.”
“That’s a bit surprising. I didn’t know the chairman was interested in this kind of thing.”
“I don’t know much about it, but I have a lot of respect for the world of art.”
Saying that, the chairman smiled like a child. She was always so cool and mature, so I was a little surprised to see her smile like that.
“By the way, what’s on display right now?”
Museums typically change their exhibitions every one to three months. The exhibits can be paintings, sculptures, ceramics, or a variety of other things.
“The current theme is ‘People.’ It should focus on the changes from the lives of people in the past to the present.”
“Oh, that sounds complicated.”
“Not really. This is my personal opinion, but you don’t need knowledge or preconceptions to enjoy art. What’s important is to reflect on how you feel about it yourself.”
“…I see?”
We chatted like that for about fifteen minutes.
We arrived at the nearest station to the museum, and the chairman and I stood up.
“Yeah, this is it.”
“It’s amazing.”
It’s the only municipal museum in the prefecture. I’ve seen the building itself a few times.
However, the Western-style palace-like round columns and pure white walls, along with the solemn atmosphere, are something that cannot be felt through photos or videos.
“Let’s go, Hayami-kun.”
“Yes… Wait, what?”
The president reached out her hand.
“Hmm? Since this is a date, isn’t it natural to hold hands?”
That may be true, but the chairman and I are not a couple. So, isn’t that a bit different?
“Well, if you’re not into it, that’s fine. Let’s go inside then.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
Somehow, her profile looked sad, but I’m sure that was just my imagination. I want to believe that.
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“M-muu. This is a pretty nice atmosphere.”
In front of the museum, slightly behind Ren and Tsubaki, were two girls.
“Hehe, a date with Hitan… hehehe.”
One was a girl with golden hair. She wore a white blouse and black denim, dressed in a neat and calm style. She was Nishimiya Aira.
And the other was…
“Aira-senpai. Let’s follow them three minutes after they go inside.”
She had silver hair, red eyes, and wore retro glasses and a retro dress. She was Shiramine Hisui.
“Of course!”
“For now, we don’t plan to interfere with the two of them, but we’ll interfere at the decisive moment.”
“Hitan… you really like him that much, don’t you?”
“Well, that’s… Anyway, please cooperate.”
With a bright red face, Hisui began to walk. Aira followed her, and they entered the museum.
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The changes in people. Despite the heavy theme, the paintings hanging on the walls were surprisingly easy to understand.
From medieval Europe, they gradually evolved over time, branching out due to the diversification of technology and changes in people.
It became clear that the process was arranged from front to back.
“Art and religion are inseparable. Romanticism, classicism. Even though they are two opposing things, religion exists at the root of both trends.”
“You know a lot about this.”
“No, no, I’m just showing off what I read in a book.”
Various paintings came into view, one after another, endlessly.
Paintings of people, paintings of people and society. Each one was grand and solemn, pressing deeply into the depths of my heart.
“…Ah, I see.”
Then I realized one thing.
Why the paintings in front of me were different from those of Hanashiro Senpai
“Well, it’s about time. Let’s have lunch.”
“Excuse me, can I stay a little longer?”
“That’s surprising. I didn’t think you’d be so interested Hayami-kun.”
“I’ve been involved with some artists recently.”
“Hmm… If it’s a student from our school, it might be Hanashiro Yuna.”
As expected of the president who rules over the students. I didn’t expect her to guess so easily.
“How did you know?”
When I asked, the president looked up at the ceiling as if trying to remember.
“She’s a unique student who doesn’t attend classes very often. Her grades are excellent, and she’s not just skipping class, so she’s overlooked.”
“Huh.”
“But on that day, during the sports festival, she was unusually watching the games.”
Ah, that’s why she could draw such realistic pictures.
“You’re observant.”
“Well, she’s famous, so even if it weren’t me, someone else would have noticed her actions.”
Famous. That must be… no, it’s definitely because of her paintings.
Even though I’m not an expert, I don’t see any technical difference between the paintings I see here and the ones she painted.
“I hear she’s already had several solo exhibitions? Some of her paintings are priced in the millions of yen.”
“That’s amazing.”
It’s an honor to have been chosen as a subject for her paintings, but…
…But is she really interested in painting me?
That’s what I thought when I came here today.
“Um, Hayami-kun. Is your phone ringing?”
“Huh? …Yeah, it is.”
I had it on silent mode and put it in my bag, but I’m surprised I noticed it.
“Um, I guess it’s not a good idea to answer it here.”
“Then let’s go to the school store. We can talk a little louder there without getting scolded.”
“Yes, thank you.”
For the time being, the president and I continued walking.
At the stairs leading to the second floor next to the school store, I answered the phone.
“Hello…”
“Oh, Hayami. This is your homeroom teacher, Aoi. Are you free right now?”
“Eh, ah, yes. Is something wrong?”
If you receive a call from your homeroom teacher on a holiday, it’s natural to think that you’ve done something wrong.
“Well, um… There’s someone who wants to meet you. I told them to come to the reception room next Monday at noon. Is that okay?”
“Me? They want to meet me? …What’s going on?”
“I don’t really know either. Anyway, they want to meet you.”
Normally, it’s unthinkable for the school to leak student information. The same goes for arranging meetings with students.
That’s why the school must be sure that the person is trustworthy.
“Who is this person?”
“Well, it’s a soccer player from Hoshikawa University… Iga…”
I recognized both the university’s name and that person’s name.
After all, that name…
“Iga Teruto. A former professional player and scout for the prestigious Hoshikawa University… right?”
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