As expected, but the location and structure of the high school didn't seem any different from that in my memory.
Mixed with the flow of those who wore the same uniform as themselves, Soma was moving on to a place where she even remembered her nostalgia and stepped inside the school building.
Regardless, I have to go from here to my own class classroom, but I don't need to worry about that.
Because Felicia is here... not just walking into the school building, but something that came to mind at the same time.
"Two Years and Eight Groups," which is certainly the class to which Soma used to belong, but apparently this is also the case here.
There is no basis, but there was only such certainty.
I wonder what the situation really is, while I head to the top floor of a four-story school building.
The classroom is on the back of the right hand side, up the stairs.
Make sure it's definitely that classroom from the plate on the door of the classroom, and if you let it in, there's, naturally, what the students look like in the same uniform as themselves.
But that's how I somehow ascertained inside the classroom, while the movement of Soma, who stepped out of his foot, stopped for a moment, because I found out there what I saw.
The person also seems to have noticed about this one at about the same time, coming up with one arm to say hello.
"Hmm? Oh... hey, Soma"
It is Iori Kanzaki who is showing how unmotivated he is while poking at his desk.
Though I tilted my neck slightly, speaking of which, I reckon it was the same class when I was two years old.
Well, I don't know how far that affects the status quo.
As far as I have looked over the classroom at all costs, because there is no face I have seen other than Iori.
Both in previous life and in this life.
Though I can't say enough to remember the face of my classmate a few decades ago...... it was doubtful if it made sense to think about that area.
"Mr. Io is the same."
That's what Felicia sighs about, proof of that.
Yes, Felicia also belongs to this class.
It would be pointless to think about it because it is different from previous life at this point.
"Absolutely. Well, it looks like he did."
Respond with one hand up to Iwo while indicating nodding consent.
However, it is also true that we no longer know the situation better than this.
The reason is Aina, whom I just encountered.
I'm thinking maybe they're transferring to this class... but then it means that Io and Aina belong in the same class.
Needless to say, Io and Aina are parents and children.
I wonder what I would do with the integrity of the area, and well then I think back to thinking if I could tell.
You'll find out soon enough anyway, and when you don't, it's when your expectations were wrong.
Either way, there wasn't much point in thinking about it now.
With that in mind, Soma moves to the back of the window.
That's Soma's seat.
Felicia is in front of it, by the way, and Iwo is just in the middle.
When did you say that position was surprisingly difficult to attract attention, etc.?
I got to my seat with an unreserved thought, and there, is that it? I heard that voice.
"Hmm? Felicia, what's wrong?
"No... next to Mr. Soma's seat, wasn't it an empty seat? I think it was completely empty..."
"Well, I'm sure that's what happens in my memories."
But if you ask me, there was a chair and a desk next to Soma's seat.
But the total number of people in this class should have been thirty-five.
It's a calculation that leaves one more as it is.
Well, there's something that hasn't existed before, so naturally...
"Well, even transfer students will come"
"Oh, did you hear that?
"I'm not listening, but I'm sure that's what happens."
"Hmmm...... well, maybe so. Oh, maybe that guy who bumped into Mr. Soma earlier? He was wearing a uniform I'd never seen before."
"Hmm... maybe that's what happened"
Felicia is probably joking, but I'm half sure Soma will be.
Because if they say why, that's the promise.
Though I don't know what the hell this is... even if it was just a dream, if I ran into that much of a sticky situation, it would be a lie not to.
And the pre-bell bell rang while I was talking about that.
I still have time to get to the main bell, but Soma also gets to her seat so as to fit Felicia, who rushes to her seat.
If you look out the window somehow from there, what you can see from there is the school gate, the figure of the students rushing in.
If you move your gaze in the left direction, it's the school yard that extends your vision.
Speaking of which, I keep staring at the sight somehow, admiring myself that the view from here was something I remember to the extent that I seem nostalgic.
Feeling the buzz in the classroom backwards, Bo, eventually the main bell rang.
And at about the same time, the door to the classroom opens...
"Well, the bell's already ringing, huh? Here, take a seat. Don't treat me like I'm absent if I'm too frivolous.
The moment he turned his gaze reflexively, Soma repeated several degrees of blinking.
Sure, it would be a lie to say you didn't consider that possibility... but honestly, no way.
The person who apparently seemed to be a teacher from that word and deed that came into the classroom was, however, clearly short.
As common as they say elementary school, but the atmosphere is certainly that of an adult.
Besides, it's someone I know.
It was Camilla.
No, although I did teach at the college...... I feel terribly uncomfortable about what to say.
But Camilla keeps talking, wondering if she found out about Soma's confusion or something.
"Okay, you're all in your seats, aren't you? Then attend...... okay. We're all going to miss it, and there's something different going on today."
"Something different, is it? Uh... maybe a transfer student will come, or something?
"Oh? That's sharp, Felicia. Oh, because there were so many new seats there? Well, let's just say you're right."
Camilla's affirmation of Felicia's question sprang up the classroom.
Well, it's common in comics and such, but whatever it is around elementary school, at least in my previous life, I never welcomed him as a transfer student in high school.
It can be taken for granted to make noise out of its rarity.
It's about Iori who's distracted by the lack of interest, and Felicia has a surprising look when she looks back here, wondering if she was half-hearted while asking her own questions.
I shrugged my shoulders back to it, and if I turned my gaze forward, I would have just told Camilla to come in towards the open door.
And I showed up from there... well, as expected.
It was Aina, in an unrecognizable uniform.
He seemed nervous at any rate, but that was also until he stood on the bench.
Felicia, who saw the appearance, leaked the word, and Aina, who reacted to it, turned her face to this one.
So I opened my eyes, probably because I captured Soma's appearance.
Shortly afterwards the scream sounded.
"Ah!? You, just now!?
"Hmm? What, you guys know each other?
To Camilla, who seems strange, Aina and Felicia, who are dewying their consternation.
So far as I expected, the opposite makes me laugh.
Apparently, with that in mind, Soma shrugged her shoulders again, saying that she was going to trample on her promise for now.
As expected, but the location and structure of the high school didn't seem any different from that in my memory.
Mixed with the flow of those who wore the same uniform as themselves, Soma was moving on to a place where she even remembered her nostalgia and stepped inside the school building.
Regardless, I have to go from here to my own class classroom, but I don't need to worry about that.
Because Felicia is here... not just walking into the school building, but something that came to mind at the same time.
"Two Years and Eight Groups," which is certainly the class to which Soma used to belong, but apparently this is also the case here.
There is no basis, but there was only such certainty.
I wonder what the situation really is, while I head to the top floor of a four-story school building.
The classroom is on the back of the right hand side, up the stairs.
Make sure it's definitely that classroom from the plate on the door of the classroom, and if you let it in, there's, naturally, what the students look like in the same uniform as themselves.
But that's how I somehow ascertained inside the classroom, while the movement of Soma, who stepped out of his foot, stopped for a moment, because I found out there what I saw.
The person also seems to have noticed about this one at about the same time, coming up with one arm to say hello.
"Hmm? Oh... hey, Soma"
It is Iori Kanzaki who is showing how unmotivated he is while poking at his desk.
Though I tilted my neck slightly, speaking of which, I reckon it was the same class when I was two years old.
Well, I don't know how far that affects the status quo.
As far as I have looked over the classroom at all costs, because there is no face I have seen other than Iori.
Both in previous life and in this life.
Though I can't say enough to remember the face of my classmate a few decades ago...... it was doubtful if it made sense to think about that area.
"Mr. Io is the same."
That's what Felicia sighs about, proof of that.
Yes, Felicia also belongs to this class.
It would be pointless to think about it because it is different from previous life at this point.
"Absolutely. Well, it looks like he did."
Respond with one hand up to Iwo while indicating nodding consent.
However, it is also true that we no longer know the situation better than this.
The reason is Aina, whom I just encountered.
I'm thinking maybe they're transferring to this class... but then it means that Io and Aina belong in the same class.
Needless to say, Io and Aina are parents and children.
I wonder what I would do with the integrity of the area, and well then I think back to thinking if I could tell.
You'll find out soon enough anyway, and when you don't, it's when your expectations were wrong.
Either way, there wasn't much point in thinking about it now.
With that in mind, Soma moves to the back of the window.
That's Soma's seat.
Felicia is in front of it, by the way, and Iwo is just in the middle.
When did you say that position was surprisingly difficult to attract attention, etc.?
I got to my seat with an unreserved thought, and there, is that it? I heard that voice.
"Hmm? Felicia, what's wrong?
"No... next to Mr. Soma's seat, wasn't it an empty seat? I think it was completely empty..."
"Well, I'm sure that's what happens in my memories."
But if you ask me, there was a chair and a desk next to Soma's seat.
But the total number of people in this class should have been thirty-five.
It's a calculation that leaves one more as it is.
Well, there's something that hasn't existed before, so naturally...
"Well, even transfer students will come"
"Oh, did you hear that?
"I'm not listening, but I'm sure that's what happens."
"Hmmm...... well, maybe so. Oh, maybe that guy who bumped into Mr. Soma earlier? He was wearing a uniform I'd never seen before."
"Hmm... maybe that's what happened"
Felicia is probably joking, but I'm half sure Soma will be.
Because if they say why, that's the promise.
Though I don't know what the hell this is... even if it was just a dream, if I ran into that much of a sticky situation, it would be a lie not to.
And the pre-bell bell rang while I was talking about that.
I still have time to get to the main bell, but Soma also gets to her seat so as to fit Felicia, who rushes to her seat.
If you look out the window somehow from there, what you can see from there is the school gate, the figure of the students rushing in.
If you move your gaze in the left direction, it's the school yard that extends your vision.
Speaking of which, I keep staring at the sight somehow, admiring myself that the view from here was something I remember to the extent that I seem nostalgic.
Feeling the buzz in the classroom backwards, Bo, eventually the main bell rang.
And at about the same time, the door to the classroom opens...
"Well, the bell's already ringing, huh? Here, take a seat. Don't treat me like I'm absent if I'm too frivolous.
The moment he turned his gaze reflexively, Soma repeated several degrees of blinking.
Sure, it would be a lie to say you didn't consider that possibility... but honestly, no way.
The person who apparently seemed to be a teacher from that word and deed that came into the classroom was, however, clearly short.
As common as they say elementary school, but the atmosphere is certainly that of an adult.
Besides, it's someone I know.
It was Camilla.
No, although I did teach at the college...... I feel terribly uncomfortable about what to say.
But Camilla keeps talking, wondering if she found out about Soma's confusion or something.
"Okay, you're all in your seats, aren't you? Then attend...... okay. We're all going to miss it, and there's something different going on today."
"Something different, is it? Uh... maybe a transfer student will come, or something?
"Oh? That's sharp, Felicia. Oh, because there were so many new seats there? Well, let's just say you're right."
Camilla's affirmation of Felicia's question sprang up the classroom.
Well, it's common in comics and such, but whatever it is around elementary school, at least in my previous life, I never welcomed him as a transfer student in high school.
It can be taken for granted to make noise out of its rarity.
It's about Iori who's distracted by the lack of interest, and Felicia has a surprising look when she looks back here, wondering if she was half-hearted while asking her own questions.
I shrugged my shoulders back to it, and if I turned my gaze forward, I would have just told Camilla to come in towards the open door.
And I showed up from there... well, as expected.
It was Aina, in an unrecognizable uniform.
He seemed nervous at any rate, but that was also until he stood on the bench.
Felicia, who saw the appearance, leaked the word, and Aina, who reacted to it, turned her face to this one.
So I opened my eyes, probably because I captured Soma's appearance.
Shortly afterwards the scream sounded.
"Ah!? You, just now!?
"Hmm? What, you guys know each other?
To Camilla, who seems strange, Aina and Felicia, who are dewying their consternation.
So far as I expected, the opposite makes me laugh.
Apparently, with that in mind, Soma shrugged her shoulders again, saying that she was going to trample on her promise for now.
