In the realm of Fuyumi's thoughts, a subtle sigh escaped her as she pondered the peculiar nature of her interactions with Shiriku. "Huh... When I was mad at him, I had so much to say about him... Now that I want to try to be friends with him, I don't have a say. Even he doesn't have a say. After all those words he said about wanting to understand me... Sigh... If only Sachi were here; she knows what to say," Fuyumi mused, her gaze momentarily distant.
Breaking the silence, Shiriku initiated conversation, his words carrying a hint of sarcasm. "So, Fuyumi, how's being our classroom president treating you, huh?" he inquired, a sarcastic laugh accompanying his question. Fuyumi, maintaining her composure, fixed her hair using her left arm to reveal her eyes and responded, "Well... Yesterday was something. Telling everyone what not to do, and to do..." She concluded with a soft smile directed towards Shiriku.
Internally, Shiriku couldn't help but note the difference in Fuyumi's demeanor when she wasn't mocking him. "She really is different when she's not mocking me, hahaha... Anyways, what do I say now? She just answered my question... And to top it off, it's only the two of us here yet..." Shiriku found himself in the awkward position of sitting at his desk with Fuyumi beside him. The air hung heavy with unspoken words, creating an uneasy atmosphere.
As the silence persisted, the school bell mercifully rang, signaling all the students to enter their respective classrooms. Fuyumi smoothly moved back to her desk, and Shiriku, sighing with relief, sensed the easing of the awkwardness that had enveloped them. The routine of the school day resumed, yet the lingering tension between Fuyumi and Shiriku hinted at a connection that was still unraveling.
Time: 11 AM, P.E.
Within the lively atmosphere of the gym, Class 1-A found themselves engaged in basketball. Shiriku and Junichi, holding the basketball, were immersed in the game. As Fuyumi, Sachi, and the other girls entered the gym, the boys couldn't help but praise Fuyumi, marveling at how good she looked in her shorts and white t-shirt. Their appreciative comments filled the air.
Fuyumi, with her signature ice stare, cast a glance at the boys, silently reprimanding them for their remarks. Meanwhile, Sachi, in the midst of the attention, exclaimed, "Ahhh, this is so tight!" Other boys chimed in, commenting on how cute Sachi looked.
Shiriku, attempting to avoid his gaze towards Fuyumi and Sachi, focused on the game with Junichi. However, Junichi, in his usual mischievous manner, teased, "Haha, Shiriku, Sachi looks weird in those." Junichi's laughter echoed through the gym just before a basketball came flying to hit him in the face. An irritated Junichi demanded, "Hey! Who did that?" To his surprise, Sachi confessed, "I did it." Junichi, undeterred, challenged her, "You're on!"
Amidst the playful banter, Fuyumi, receiving praise from classmates, walked confidently towards Shiriku. Unbeknownst to him, she approached, and as she stood beside him, she initiated a conversation. "Hey... Shiriku..." Fuyumi's confident tone contrasted with her averted eyes. Shiriku, anticipating the moment, slowly turned toward Fuyumi. His face revealed surprise, attempting to avert his eyes, and he greeted her with a somewhat awkward, "Haha, hello Fuyumi."
The other boys in the class, noticing the interaction, expressed their discontent. "Tsk... It's always Shiriku Kami!" Their murmurs highlighted the dynamics within the class.
Shiriku, with a curious expression, turned to Fuyumi and asked, "Uhh... Fuyumi, what are we gonna do in P.E.? Did Sensei tell you the instructions?" Fuyumi, maintaining her confident demeanor, responded, "Oh, Sensei said that we could do whatever we want in P.E. for today, as long as we're doing something, we're fine."
Nodding in understanding, Shiriku expressed his concern, "But... What if the others just stand there and do nothing?" Fuyumi, with a smirk, reassured him, "Don't worry, I'm the class president, remember?" Her tone carried a hint of playfulness as she glanced at Shiriku.
Feeling a chill down his spine, Shiriku laughed off the moment. Fuyumi and Shiriku stood beside each other, silently observing their classmates engaging in various activities during P.E. Sachi and Junichi, in particular, caught their attention as they attempted to hit each other with the ball.
In the midst of the activities, Fuyumi turned to Shiriku and made a commanding request, "Hey, Shiriku, since it looks like you aren't gonna do something, come here and just watch me stretch." Her words asserted a sense of dominance, and Shiriku, with a laid-back attitude, replied, "Nah, I'm good. You could ask the other girls for that. I'm currently enjoying watching Junichi and Sachi." Shiriku redirected his attention toward the ongoing antics of Junichi and Sachi, adding a layer of light-hearted banter to the scene.
Meanwhile Junichi and Sachi engaged in a playful ball-throwing duel. Sachi, unleashing her throw, shouted, "Ahhhhhh, eat this, Fire Ball!" as the ball soared through the air. Junichi, dodging with ease, retorted, "Huh?! Fireball?! There's no fire in that." In response, Junichi initiated a barrage of throws, laughing uproariously. "HAHAHAH, now perish, Sachi Ball Barrage!" he exclaimed, intensifying the playful competition.
Observing the amusing spectacle, Shiriku couldn't help but laugh. However, his amusement was interrupted as Fuyumi called his name once again. "Shiriku, I'm not asking you... I'm ordering you," Fuyumi asserted with authority. Puzzled, Shiriku questioned, "Huh? Who are you to order me?" Fuyumi, donning a content smirk, reminded him, "I'm the Class President, and what I say goes. Since Sensei is not here, I'm in charge, and you know that. I could tell Sensei that you didn't do anything besides standing there." Fuyumi's tone held a mix of authority and playful manipulation.
Resigned, Shiriku sighed and agreed, "Okay, Fuyumi." He followed her to a corner where Fuyumi began to stretch. Seated in front of her, Shiriku obediently watched her perform a center leg stretch. As Fuyumi continued her stretching routine for a couple of minutes, she invited Shiriku to join her. However, Shiriku declined with a nonchalant, "I'm good," while internally grumbling, "Gahhh, why did she make me watch her stretch? In fact, why didn't she ask a girl? And she's just in front of me doing those somewhat dangerous moves to my pure eyes."
Amidst the stretching routine in the gym, Fuyumi couldn't help but feel the weight of the awkwardness that lingered between her and Shiriku. As she performed her stretches, she couldn't shake the frustration of trying to initiate a normal conversation.
Her thoughts raced, "What the hell do I have to do for us to have a conversation that isn't weird?" The attention from other boys in the gym only added to her annoyance. While the boys were ogling at her, Shiriku remained seated, trying his best to avoid eye contact and not glance at her stretching exercises. Fuyumi, realizing this, decided to change her approach.
She paused in the middle of her stretches and stood up, catching Shiriku's attention. With deliberate movements, she wiped her sweat with her shirt, all the while shooting a glance towards Shiriku that suggested she was trying to attract Shiriku's attention. The other boys couldn't help but express their admiration, whispering comments like, "Wow, Fuyumi-sama is so beautiful while wiping her sweat with her shirt."
In contrast, Shiriku remained unfazed, his internal monologue revealing his discomfort. "This girl is weird. I know I said I wanted to understand her and become friends, but the way she's doing things right in front of me is not good for my pure innocent eyes."
As the awkward tension heightened, Shiriku decided to break away from the situation. He abruptly stood up and informed Fuyumi that he needed to head out for a bit. Fuyumi, curious, asked, "To do what?" Shiriku, maintaining eye contact, responded, "To cleanse my eyes." With that, he briskly left the gym class, leaving Fuyumi behind without a word, the lingering awkwardness now hanging in the air.