"By the way, I remember Sakura saying she was a gravure idol, right?" Sawahara flipped through Sakura's camera, waiting to put on her thick tracksuit again and conceal her usual appearance.
"Yeah," Sakura replied softly, gathering up her hair, which had fallen down her back.
"How did you take pictures before you came to this school? Were they all selfies?" Sawahara looked at the selfies in Sakura's camera. It was his first time going through its contents; he hadn't had Sakura's permission before, so even though he was curious, he hadn't touched it.
Aside from the pictures taken today, every photo in the camera was either a selfie or a pretty landscape.
"Yeah." Sakura heard Sawahara's question and replied softly. "I didn't dare talk to anyone, so I always took selfies by myself."
But that meant the photos weren't as good as they could have been, which was one of the reasons she'd asked Sawahara to help.
"Then how did you take pictures before coming to school? Were those all selfies too?" Sawahara couldn't help clicking his tongue. She'd made it into a magazine with nothing but selfies. Was her natural beauty just that incredible? Still, she really had been stunning earlier. She certainly had plenty to work with.
"Some of them I took myself, but when I started appearing in magazines, I had to follow the proper process."
It was obvious that the photo shoots probably hadn't gone smoothly. Still, she'd made it into a magazine and gotten a good response and plenty of attention, so at least the results had been good. But this was probably the limit of what Sakura could manage right now.
"Come to think of it, why is it okay when I take your pictures?"
"Uh, b-because you're a good person, Sawahara-kun, so it's