Volume 7 Chapter 10 (2/2)

I had no choice but to run to the asseot there the front of my skirt was soaked

In the end, I had to attend the formal ”Third-Years' Farewell Party” in my sweatpants and sweatshi+rt

My unifor up in the Rose Mansion It would probably be dry by the tiye mental blow

”What happened?”

Other students insensitively asked, when they saw me in the auditorium At first I tried to carefully explain, but that took too long and was kind of annoying, so after a while I simply answered with, ”It's easier to move around in”

”Oh, my, you didn't wet yourself?”

As I listened to this frivolous drivel, I idly thought about the reason why this had happened

Maria-saht?

I looked out the entrance of the auditorium and up at the sky, but there were clouds in the way, so the blue sky was too far away to be seen

The party had been a great success

The desire of the school clubs and other groups to do so for the seniors that they were indebted to shone through, the nificent, the displays that lined the auditorium entrance and lobby were all masterpieces

Well, that was my opinion

One of the goals of the ”Third-Years' Farewell Party” was, obviously, to be entertaining, but a large part of it was also to reassure the graduating seniors

We'll take good care of all that you've built So you don't have to worry about us anyh loud and clear

Having successfully organized this big event, the three boutons were already splendid Roses I was still a s, but without overdoing it anddown

As I handed out roses to the graduating seniors, I glanced over at shi+mako-san and Yoshi+no-san

It'll probably be fine

If I can avoid overesti, my oorth, and if we can all rely on each other like now, then we'll surely see it through together

”There's nothing painful about filling in for someone you like”

That's what shi+ her pick up my slack

”You would have done the saht Yumi-san?”

That's right, shi+mako-san

I'd happily do the work of shi+mako-san, or Yoshi+no-san, or Sachiko-sama, or Rei-sama, or any of the Roses, or Tsutako-san, or Katsura-san, … any of the people I loved

The roses, their stees

My eyes were dazzled by the brilliant, proud flowers

The color of the chosen floas a mixture of red, white and yellow

I'd never considered it before now, but salmon pink had become my favorite color