The noise of the school celebration drifted in with the wind, forming a sharp contrast with the previous tranquility, as if everything had returned to reality.

After a brief farewell, Yushi set out on the road to the flea market. Shiraishi stood there and watched her go away until her figure gradually disappeared in the crowd.

Just then, he noticed a familiar figure passing by Yushi - it was Kotomi. She seemed to be a little concerned about Yushi, but soon trotted to Shiraishi's side.

Great, I finally found you. Kotomi's voice was a little breathless and anxious. Obviously she had been looking for him for a long time. Thinking back to the time when the three of them had been looking for him separately after she separated from Mai, she felt deeply sorry.

I'm sorry that you were also involved, Kano-chan.

It's okay, big brother. Kotomi's answer was still clear and firm, but there was a hint of hesitation and worry in her eyes. She seemed to still care about Yushi's departure. That was... Yushi-senpai, right?

She asked softly with a hint of uncertainty in her tone.

So you know her too. Shiraishi was not surprised after all, they had attended the same school. Although they were two years apart, you were in the same high school after all. He explained to ease Kotomi's doubts.

Yes, she and I were in the same school before. Kotomi's eyes flashed with a warm light when she recalled that time. Although we didn't get along for a long time, she helped me a lot when preparing for the sports meeting, so...

Speaking of this, her eyes suddenly became a little lonely, probably because she felt a little disappointed that Yushi didn't recognize her.

She probably didn't expect to meet you here. Shiraishi comforted him. He knew that this feeling of being ignored was not pleasant. Unless you pay special attention, it is really difficult to recognize each other in the crowd.

He remembered the scene where Mai usually walked on the street and few people could recognize her, and a sense of sympathy surged in his heart.

The two continued to move forward, but Kotomi's eyes still followed the direction where Yushi left from time to time. The loneliness and loss made Shiraishi feel distressed.

The sight slowly retracted from the distance and focused on the face of Kotomi beside Shiraishi. The confusion was like morning mist between her eyebrows. When it comes to the series of storms starting with Yukino being bullied, ripples will inevitably appear in anyone's heart, let alone those who have experienced it personally or heard about it.

Shiraishi knows that the past is like a heavy shackle that makes people reluctant to touch it easily. Perhaps in everyone's subconscious, they hope to seal it and never remember it again.

Shiraishi himself is no exception. He is not willing to frequently review those memories of the past. It is a silent tacit understanding, as if everyone has tacitly chosen to forget. This cognition is accurate and irrefutable to some extent.

"She and I had almost no interactions in the past. It's not because we had a bad relationship, but... how should I put it, it's like, oh, we were classmates."

There was a bit of helplessness in Bai Shi's words. He tried toA relaxed way to describe the familiar yet strange relationship between himself and Yushi. Their distance is like the farthest stars in the night sky, which is difficult to measure accurately.

However, this sudden strange competition is like a key that quietly opens the door of dusty memories. Shiraishi realized that there must be some forgotten fragments between the two, and those fragments may be the key to unlocking the fog of their relationship.

And Kotomi, as an old acquaintance of Yushi, undoubtedly became an unexpected guide for him to recall this past.

"What did Akagi give people when he was in high school?" Shiraishi asked curiously. He hoped to piece together Yushi's past through Kotomi's perspective.

"Hmm... let me think about it." Kotomi pondered for a moment, then smiled, "She was the student council president until the spring of the year I entered school.

I remember listening to her speech to the freshmen in the gymnasium. Her calm, mature and steady appearance really made people feel that the third-year students were like real adults."

When Shiraishi heard this, he couldn't help but feel a sense of resonance in his heart. He could imagine the scene of Yushi standing under the spotlight, conveying encouragement and expectations to the freshmen with her unique calmness and indifference.

She is indeed suitable for the role of student council president.

". However, in the end, she is just a senior in the third year. I can only say that Yushi is more special." Kotomi added with a hint of admiration in her tone.

As the topic deepened, Shiraishi found that Yushi not only performed well in school, but was also active outside of school. She actively participated in volunteer activities, contributed her own strength to the community, and even founded a volunteer group to help children who refused to go to school.

"It seems that Senior Yushi has always been a doer." Shiraishi sighed, "She always takes the lead in doing things that are waiting for people to do. No wonder she is relied on and respected by her classmates."

"Yes, everyone says she is great." Kotomi agreed, "But..."

"But what?" Shiraishi asked.

Kotomi hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to say it: "Since about this time last year, Senior Yushi has been often called in for a talk by the disciplinary teacher."

"Discipline?" Shiraishi was stunned when he heard this. This word was incompatible with the image of Yushi in his mind. He could not imagine that Yushi, who was always calm and self-sustaining and full of positive energy, would be related to the word "discipline".

"The next part is a rumor... Are you willing to listen?" Kotomi asked cautiously.

"Of course, I'll just listen to it as a rumor." Shiraishi nodded to show his understanding.

"If those rumors are true... then Yumi-senpai's high school life is not just fulfilling, it can be said to be wonderful." Kotomi's words were filled with a hint of complex emotions, "But the specific reason... I'm not sure.".

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