Chabashira, I Think I've Been Stood Up! (Continued)

And Hachiman stayed behind.

At this hour, it would look strange for a student and teacher to go out together.

Both Hachiman and Chabashira-sensei understood the importance of avoiding suspicion.

So, while letting his thoughts run wild, Hachiman waited here for a time gap to appear before heading toward Chabashira-sensei.

As he thought that—

"Sorry, I need to head out for a bit."

A girl's voice came from the entrance. It seemed a staff member was standing by the door, and the girl had been speaking to them.

That voice sounded familiar.

Hachiman looked over.

She was a cute girl with a lime-green side ponytail. Yet she was dressed rather improperly—not that she was undressed, but she had taken off her dark-red jacket and tied it around her waist, while wearing white loose socks over her calves.

A gyaru.

At present, Hachiman only knew a few people who dressed like that.

One was Kei Karuizawa, another was Sato, and Matsushita occasionally dressed that way too. Satsuki Shinohara, who often hung out with them, always dressed properly instead.

That sort of style also seemed popular among the girls in Class C.

Or rather, most of the girls in Class C were delinquents or gyarus.

And this girl was Kei Karuizawa.

As he thought that—

Hachiman saw the staff member leave, while Karuizawa turned from the entrance and walked over toward him.

Was she going to speak to him?

Indeed.

They had been on this school trip for four days now, yet they had not exchanged a single word.

The only message she had sent was to ask which group he was in.

After learning that he had been assigned to Group Eight, Karuizawa had not messaged him again.

And now they had run into each other here.

Seeing the girl walk