Reborn In Tokyo And Picked Sayu Who Escaped From Home

Hishida's Mind

The world is always full of bad taste. For example, the more you want to find something, the more you can't find it, and the more you don't want to see people, the more you meet.

This is Hishida's current status.

Seeing the first year student above who was about to descend, his expression first turned into disgust.

The mood that originally wanted to go to the roof for lunch disappeared instantly.

However, Kato Yusuke did not react. Even if he looked at his senior, he didn't seem to see it. He walked past without saying a word and walked down.

Seeing this, Hishida's expression darkened.

"Hey, first-class kid." He stopped the other party, and in the presence of the boy's suspicious gaze, Hishida couldn't help but speak.

"You better stay away from Sawamura-san, don't tarnish her talent."

"dull."

Kato Yusuke retracted his gaze and raised his leg to continue descending.

Perhaps Hishida's highly stimulating eyes, caused him to make a very irrational behavior in this situation.

“If only someone like you disappeared—!” Hishida said so, and threw the thing into his hand.

—

The bento box that came out from his hand flew straight towards the boy's head. Judging from the strength as he threw it, if he were to be crushed by this one blow, it would never end well.

"Let's at least lie in the infirmary for a day."

Kato Yusuke, who was thinking about this, raised his arm, his slender fingers spread slightly, and the flying lunch box got stuck in the tiger's mouth, and then he held it in his hand.

"In addition, this time it has been said three times, so I have to finish it." He raised his head, his eyes turned a little cold, "What do you want to do? Hishida-senpai."

Hishida, who was enveloped by an indescribable sense of oppression, inevitably took two steps back, and then said firmly, "I only protected Sawamura-san..."

"Guard?" Yusuke Kato cut him off, "Don't talk about your violence against me, what do you mean by guards?"

"Sawamura-san is perfect, beautiful and humble... At the same time, he has a talent we don't have. You have no idea what kind of change such a person could bring to the art world!"

Hitsuda's face became slightly distorted.

"So I absolutely do not allow anyone to tarnish Sawamura-san's talent. This is also the consensus of everyone in the art department! Because he was destined to shine in the future of the art world!"

Kato Yusuke was silent for a moment.

"talent"

This was what he had heard many times from others about Eiri, and this was especially noticeable in the art department.

Thinking of Toyama Harumi's lonely expression while talking about this, he opened his mouth and asked a question that had nothing to do.

"...I wanted to ask in advance, but the third graders who still came to the art club to participate in the activities every day seemed to be the only ones."

“Even if you don't take into account high school seniors who quit the club to get into school. Judging from the fact that the current members of the club were all first-year students, this was clearly abnormal. This situation is caused by Sawamura-san, right?"

"Can't win an award, can't get recognition, feels pressure, sees others keep improving but stagnates. People who quit the department for such boring reasons are not qualified to stay in the art department."

Words change.

"Again, what if you don't get an award? As long as Sawamura can be in the art department.We humans can give up our dreams to her to make it happen, right?! "

Justjust right... When the gap is large enough, the previous yearning becomes a kind of inferiority complex.

like weeds in flowers, everyone's eyes were drawn to brighter things, and of course they couldn't see weeds on the side.

If things continue like this for a long time, some people will not be able to accept this situation and stop, and even those who survive will become its extreme characters.

He thought he was doing something useful to Eriri, but he never considered the client's thoughts.

So Kato Yusuke raised his head and said without further ado to Hishida: "Forcing things you can't do to others is really embarrassing and selfish."

Hearing what she said, Hishida could only glare at Yusuke Kato and say, "What does a person like you understand—!?"

"I just know that everyone has their own pursuits and love for things, and there is no obligation to live for the hope of others."

Kato Yusuke did not avoid Hishida's gaze, and said in a flat yet strong voice.

"I don't know why you joined the art department, and I'm not interested in finding out. But right now, you're just a poor worm living in someone else's body."

"It's ridiculous that you not only don't know it yourself, but also want others to change according to your ideals, don't you think it's too much?"

“Stop joking!” Hishida vigorously denied: “We joined the art department because of our love. You have no idea how much effort everyone has put into this!”

"Are you still working hard? If it is for love, will you be able to harvest and grow in the process it should be much more important than winning an award, right?"

"...Uh?"

Hishida's expression froze on his face, and the other party's calm words were like an invisible sword, piercing straight into his heart.

"Should be disputed!"

Obviously he thought so, his lips kept twitching, but he could not say a word.

Seeing this, Yusuke Kato shook his head, placed the other party's lunch box on the handle of the stairs, and said something like this.

"You know the truth, and I don't care... But there's one thing I hope you keep in your heart."

"Take it as an advice." He glanced at Hishida with cold eyes that contained no emotion in the slightest, "Don't mess with me anymore, or else next time it won't be that easy, senpai."

At this moment, as if he was being targeted by some kind of ferocious beast, Hishida's heart was pounding, and cold sweat was flowing down his forehead involuntarily.

When he finally regained his senses, the boy had long since disappeared on the stairs, only the bento on the handle standing there, silently watching this scene.

A sense of helplessness struck his body, and he could not help but lean against the wall and sit on the ground. Holding her knees with both hands, she did not say a word for a long time.

Then, Hishida took off his glasses and buried his face in his arms.Along with the sound of the wind flowing, a small whimper mixed in, and he did not know where he was going to fly.