312 Of Course, It Was Amazing! (2/2)

The pigtailed girl nodded.

”The President infers that the mysterious power is activated or affected by the holder's strong emotions or willpower. I agree with her inference.”

”Another way of putting it is that as long as Sensei and Reo-chan remain calm during their daily lives, they'll be able to live just like normal without any problems.”

”Sensei is a mature adult with a strong resolution. She shouldn't have any problems because she can consciously control herself.”

”As for Reo-chan... She's still just a child and might not be able to control herself as well. If another accident occurs, Shika-chan and I should be able to suppress her. After some time passes and her condition stabilizes, everything should be fine.”

Another moment of silence fell between them.

”I'm pretty curious about how you guys spent so long in the soul realm,” Chiaki said abruptly. ”Can I ask what it felt like?”

”Now that I think back on it, everything's rather hazy. It's just like how you wake up after a dream. I can only remember the most important things and moments.” Seiji rubbed his chin. ”As for what I felt at the time... it was just like daily life, except for the fact that I knew it was all fake. It was a rather subtle feeling.”

”Oh...” Chiaki thought about something that caused an ambiguous smile to pop up on her face. ”Then, some good things must have happened while you were cohabiting with Amami-sensei?”

”I wasn't cohabiting with her; I was simply living together!”

”Don't mind the small details~ Hey now, something must have happened, so share it with us~”

”It's absolutely crucial to use the right word! Even if it's only a dream!” Seiji continued to act serious about the correct word to use.

”Fine then, let's just call it living together. Share your benefits with us, handsome~ Don't you say that nothing actually happened.” Chiaki acted as if she were a perverted male.

”I did enjoy some benefits, since Sensei's figure was actually even better than it appeared on the outside, such as...”

*Slap!* *Slap!*

”My hand moved again, but this time it was intentional.” Mika swept over them with cold eyes. ”Please don't discuss such a topic during lunch.”

”Yes ma'am...” Chiaki rubbed her head. ”In that case, Seigo, let's discuss this topic in more detail later over the phone.”

”It's not alright to discuss it later either!”

Lunch passed by with fun times for all just like this. Only when they returned to the classroom did Seiji recall to ask Chiaki about Hiroshi Fuuma.

”Fuuma-san? I haven't seen him come to the study group in the two days that you were gone. Nor did I hear anything about him.” Chiaki blinked in surprise. ”Why are you suddenly asking about him? Is something the matter?”

”Not much, just that...” Seiji told her about how Hiroshi was almost hit by a car and that he saved Hiroshi and took him home. He decided to keep the incident involving Airi private for the time being. ”...I feel like something's off about his condition, which is why I'm a bit concerned.”

”Oh... do you need me to ask about him for you?”

”You don't need to make such an effort. It's fine as long as you haven't heard any rumors.”

'It'll be fine if there are no rumors; there's no need to worry too much.' That was what Seiji believed.

More final exams were waiting for them in the afternoon. The sounds of sighing were even louder after the exams concluded compared to this morning.

”It's all over.” Mika, who had collapsed on her desk again, now had an even higher-level expression as if her whole life had been a waste.

Seiji could almost see the manga-like scene of her soul escaping from her mouth...

”It did feel a bit more difficult than this morning,” Chiaki said. ”I think I might have difficulty getting eighty points…”

”Yes, it was a bit more difficult,” Seiji agreed. The questions were certainly trickier.

Well, he still didn't feel like they were anything much, but it was evident from everyone else's reactions that perhaps they didn't do as well.

”It seems that you're going to have makeup exams, Mika.” Chiaki had a sympathetic expression.

”I don't want to...” the pigtailed girl muttered.