It looked like this was the bird section. A dazzling, colorful world made up of parakeets, parrots, and all sorts of birds spread out before us. Yellow, red, green... every kind of bird flaunted its colors without restraint, delivering a powerful visual assault. The feathers that drifted down whenever they spread their wings gleamed beneath the lights.
Yet amid that torrent of vivid color, the most eye-catching sight was a head of black hair.
She held a guidebook in one hand as she looked around, her hair tied into two bunches swaying with her movements.
"Is that... Yukino-ane?"
Komachi noticed her too.
More accurately, there were very few people who could stand out as much as she did, so it was only natural that everyone's attention was drawn to her.
She wore a light yellow open-front vest that fell to around her thighs, with a simple, airy one-piece dress underneath. A ribbon was tied beneath her chest, giving her a softer impression than usual. With every step, her beltless high-heeled sandals made a crisp, cool sound.
Yet she herself seemed utterly unconcerned by the gazes around her. Expressionless, she searched for something, just as she usually did in the clubroom.
After checking the exhibit number, she looked down at the guidebook, then glanced around again, then checked the guidebook once more. Finally, she let out a small sigh as though giving up.
What the heck, she was lost.
Yukino snapped the guidebook shut and decisively headed off—toward the wall.
"Hey, that's a wall!"
I couldn't stand watching any longer and called out to warn her. Yukino immediately glared at me, her wariness plain to see. Terrifying!
However, once she realized it was me speaking, her expression shifted to mild surprise, and she walked over.
"Oh my, there's a very rare