Class C in Action

She tilted her head slightly, a half-smile playing on her lips.

Hesitant people will only ever capture blurry moments.

And the moment the shutter is pressed—

Her voice was as light as a breeze, yet carried an undeniable weight.

That's the key factor in determining whether a photo is worth keeping.

Sakura Airi's pupils contracted slightly, and her heart pounded in her ears.

Karuizawa Kei returned the digital camera, turned and walked towards the window, the sunlight casting a faint golden edge on her silhouette.

So, don't waste your decisive moment!

Her words fell lightly, yet they seemed to exert some kind of invisible force.

Time seemed to truly speed up at this moment.

"Karuizawa, I..."

Sakura Airi's mind was in turmoil.

"I don't know anything."

Karuizawa Kei opened the door and left, leaving Sakura Airi the room.

In the corridor, Karuizawa Kei's footsteps gradually synchronized with the beating of her heart.

Like a speck of light floating in the darkness, flickering between breaths.

Her fingers unconsciously traced the creases of her uniform sleeves, a faint smile lingering on her lips.

That's really interesting.

Sakura Airi's thoughts are too easy to see through, like an overexposed photograph, with even the edges softly blurred.

But it is precisely this clumsy sincerity that makes people reluctant to expose it.

Hesitation will lead to missed opportunities, but coercion will distort reality.

She exhaled softly, as if sighing, or perhaps expressing some kind of expectation.

She...

The soft sound of the door closing was particularly clear in the quiet room.

Sakura Airi slowly squatted down, her fingertips touching the condensation remaining on the floor, the coolness spreading along her fingertips.

--She knows everything.

Those color temperature settings adjusted late at night, the burst photos hidden in the camera, even every unintentional glance at Tanaka-kun... Karuizawa Kei's eyes are like a precisely focused lens, framing all her hidden thoughts into the picture.

My heart was still pounding, and the words "Don't waste your decisive moment" seemed to still echo in my ears.

She gripped the camera strap tightly, her flushed face still reflected on the LCD screen.

Perhaps it's time to press the shutter.

She...

Chapter 86 (The rest of the text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and phrases, possibly from different sources, and doesn't form coherent sentences. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification.)

School ends in the afternoon.

I'm going to Class C.

Tanaka Yukishin asked Karuizawa Kei, her gaze sweeping over the slightly upturned corners of her mouth, "What's wrong?"

Karuizawa Kei played with the ends of her hair, a sly glint in her eyes.

"Nothing, I just feel like something interesting is going to happen."

She tilted her head, her gaze passing over Tanaka Yukishin's shoulder and landing on Sakura Airi, who was organizing her camera.

Upon hearing Sakura Airi looked up, her eyes behind her glasses gleaming with determination.

She instinctively hugged the camera bag in her arms tighter.

As Tanaka Yukishin turned around, she missed the exchange of glances between the two.

The corridor was much livelier than usual.

After the Part-time Job Permit was cancelled, some students suddenly found themselves with a lot more free time in their previously fulfilling lives.

Like birds suddenly freed, they gathered in small groups, chatting and laughing.

Tanaka Yukishin strolled slowly, her leather shoes tapping rhythmically on the floor.

While he was thinking, he noticed several girls secretly glancing at him, and they hurriedly looked away when his gaze swept over them.

In front of Class C's classroom, Tanaka Yukishin stopped and gently pushed the door open.

The door hinges creaked slightly, startling a few students who were chatting and laughing by the window.

Their conversation stopped abruptly when he entered, as if a pause button had been pressed.

"Ryuen Kakeru is not here?"

Tanaka Yukishin looked around the classroom, her gaze sweeping across everyone's face.

His gaze paused slightly as it swept over the corner.

A blue-haired girl was fiddling with a fitness tracker, her shoulders visibly tensing up after hearing the question.

"You need to see our boss?" A boy wearing glasses pushed up his glasses, then suddenly widened his eyes. "Wait... you're that guy from Class D..."

"Club Tyrant," the buzz-cut boy in the back row chimed in, his tone tinged with surprise and awe. "I heard you challenged 25 clubs and won them all!"

Several gasps were heard in the classroom.

Several girls whispered among themselves, occasionally stealing glances at Tanaka Yukishin standing at the door.

The sunlight streaming through the window cast his shadow long, stretching all the way to the center of the classroom.

Where did Ryuen Kakeru go?

He asked the question deliberately, but his gaze was fixed on the other side of the classroom.

A girl with her hair in a bun answered, her fingers unconsciously twirling the ends of her hair.

"He... went to the gym."

"To the stadium?"

Tanaka Yukishin noticed the blue-haired girl in the corner and seemed somewhat unsettled after hearing the girl with the bun hairstyle's reply.

"Yes, they said a friend from the Basketball Club is looking for them."

The boy with glasses pushed up his glasses, and something flickered in his eyes behind the lenses.

Tanaka Yukishin nodded thoughtfully.

Just then, the girl by the window gently turned a page of her book, the sound of the paper rubbing together being particularly clear in the quiet classroom.

Shiina Hiyori was sitting by the window, a hardcover book open on her desk.

Sunlight streamed through her fingertips as she turned the pages, casting shadows on the paper like the fluttering of butterfly wings.

Unlike the restlessness of the others, she didn't even raise her head.

Thank you all for your answers.

Tanaka Yukishin approached Shiina Hiyori and sized up the pretty girl.

Sunlight streamed through the glass, casting a soft, contoured glow on Shiina Hiyori.

The bow at the collar of the school uniform was tied meticulously, and the snow-white pleated skirt spread out in a perfect fan shape on the chair surface.

She always gently picked up the edge of the page with her fingertips when turning the pages.

I was afraid of using too much force and damaging it.

A strand of hair fell onto the page, rising and falling gently with her breath, as if she too was immersed in the words of "Journey Under the Midnight Sun".

She was oblivious to all the noise around her, as if she were a still life painting frozen in time.

She is truly a quiet and reserved girl.

Tanaka Yukishin leaned slightly forward, placing her hands on the edge of her desk.

His voice carried a hint of curiosity, and his gaze was gentle.

"Why are you able to concentrate so much on reading, my student?"

"Perhaps it's because Tanaka- kun's arrival isn't something that would disrupt my peace."

Shiina Hiyori took a bookmark from the drawer, inserted it, and then closed the book.

Only then did he raise his head to answer.

Her voice was soft, yet exceptionally clear.

Several boys in the back row of the classroom stared wide-eyed, as if they had seen something unbelievable.

"However, your actions seem inconsistent with your behavior."

A hint of surprise flashed in Tanaka Yukishin's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

He pointed to the book she had closed, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"My judgment varies depending on the time and the situation."

"Like now, if I don't answer Tanaka -kun, Tanaka curiosity will drive you to try to understand me. And I... am not quite used to that situation yet."

Shiina Hiyori tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and ran her fingertips over the book cover.

Tanaka Yukishin straightened up and put her hands in her pockets.

Can you tell me your name?

"Shiina Hiyori."

"What is the basis for your judgment of me?"

"After all, he's a prominent figure in the first year; it's hard not to know him."

A barely perceptible smile curved Shiina Hiyori's lips. "Ever since the Part-time Job Permit incident, Tanaka- kun's name has become known throughout the entire school."

At that moment, a few snickers came from the back of the classroom.

Tanaka Yukishin noticed that the boy with glasses was trying hard to suppress his laughter, and his face was flushed.

"Even someone like me, who enjoys reading and being alone," Shiina Hiyori continued, tapping her fingertips lightly on the table, "has passively absorbed some of your information through the daily interactions with the students in Class C."

Why do you like reading?

"Probably because I'm not very good at sports."

Having stopped reading, Shiina Hiyori also became curious about Tanaka Yukishin.

There's always a reason why people desire something.

Perhaps it's because of his love for food that he chose to become a chef.

Perhaps because of his physical frailty, his desire for victory was all the more intense.

Perhaps it's because of a lack that one tries to make up for it in other areas.

"It's actually true! Shiina is surprisingly honest."

"In return, I'll answer one of your questions."

Tanaka Yukishin chuckled softly, pulled up a chair next to her, and sat down to meet her gaze.

Shiina Hiyori, and sunlight cast dappled patterns of light on her profile.

She thought for a moment, then asked softly.

Do you like reading?

I wouldn't say I like or dislike it.

"Why?"

Shiina Hiyori pressed for an answer.