After the weekend, the time sequence enters March.

At Toyosaki Academy on Monday, the gymnasium was packed with seats.

The early spring sunshine is shining through the windows, and the climate is obviously starting to warm up.

In the solemn air, uncontrollable sobs could be heard from time to time.

The people who appear here are wearing formal clothes and uniforms based on black.

"Graduation Certificate Awarding Ceremony"

If you ignore the eight characters hanging high on the stage, the scene probably looks more like a funeral.

The teachers were dressed neatly in suits, and their faces were kinder than usual, and mixed with emotion.

The students in the front row wore corsages, which added a little color to the scene and told people that this was an occasion worth celebrating.

The girls stood side by side with their friends, holding hands, exhaling softly, trying not to cry, as if it was a prelude to farewell.

Since I couldn't bear to part with my youth of three years in high school, I naturally exuded a similar atmosphere.

Affected by this atmosphere, the students in the lower grades couldn't help but feel a little heavy and restless in their folding chairs.

This year, next year, and the year after that.

One day, the protagonist will have his turn.

Once you graduate from high school, it's like being deprived of the privilege of spending your youth.

Even though most of the people present will continue their education and can delay entering society for a few years, the time of high school will never come back.

——"Time is limited."

In such a situation, even the most unruly students can clearly realize this at this moment and can no longer maintain a casual attitude that it has nothing to do with themselves.

A congressman from a certain party gave a serious speech on the stage, looking like he was more concerned about the students' future than the students.

If you ignore the trivial matter of "teachers and parents are natural vote banks", it would be quite touching.

Students in each class are arranged neatly according to the distinction between boys on the left and girls on the right.

Kato Yusuke sat quietly in the class line, his heart still.

At this time, Yamaguchi, who was sitting on the left, came over and whispered to each other.

"Kato, regarding the class division in the new semester, have you chosen liberal arts and science?"

"Well, I chose liberal arts."

"Okay, Takei, Kako, and I also chose liberal arts. I hope we can all be in the same class this year."

Kato Yusuke nodded and responded simply with this action.

"Move softly and be careful not to be noticed."

"By whom?"

"Those big shots and teachers."

Yamaguchi glanced at the congressman speaking on the stage and curled his lips in disapproval.

"Okay, those big shots are busy trying to win votes for themselves and won't care about these trivial matters."

"You can't seem to calm down?"

"Because I'm very free... When I think that this boring ceremony will last for two hours, I feel exhausted. Ah, can't you finish handing out the diplomas quickly and end it as soon as possible?"

"Be patient, just think of it as practice in advance. Sooner or later it will be our turn to graduate."

Kato Yusuke lightly shrugged and tried to end the topic, but unfortunately Yamaguchi refused to shut up.

"Speaking of which..."

The other person winked and winked.

"That senior Kasumigaoka is one grade above us. No matter how reluctant you are, you have to watch her graduate with your own eyes. You will be sad then."

Hearing this, Kato Yusuke instinctively looked towards the second-year team and soon found the target.

Looking at the icy beauty who seemed to be taking a nap with her head down, with smooth black hair and a snow-white face, he couldn't help but show his gentle eyes.

"...Ah, that's right."

"Right? Even a guy like you would probably cry in that scene, right?"

Faced with Yamaguchi's teasing, Kato Yusuke responded calmly.

"However, Xiaoshi comes to the studio basically every day. The only opportunity we lack to meet is at school."

"Well--?"

Yamaguchi's smile froze on his face, and he immediately gestured to him with an international gesture, "Damn it now, die for me."

Kato Yusuke raised his eyebrows in response and smiled provocatively at him.

While the two were killing time, the congressman on the stage finally finished his speech.

He returned to the guest seat from the stage, bowed respectfully to a middle-aged man who was not angry or intimidating, and finally sat down solemnly.

The middle-aged man was wearing a black kimono and had long hair. He was sitting in the front row of the guest seats, surrounded by the principal and several council members.

"Did you see that? That one is the real big shot. Compared with others, the person who just spoke is just a nobody."

"……you know?"

"Huh? That's right..."

Yamaguchi narrowed his eyes slightly, then turned his head to look at him thoughtfully, and smiled.

"If anything, that person has a close relationship with an acquaintance of yours."

"...?"

Kato Yusuke couldn't help but frown, his eyes lingered on the middle-aged man in the guest seat for a moment, and he asked tentatively: "...Nakano-senpai's family?"

"That's right~"

Yamaguchi grinned and explained for him.

"Nakano Yukihira, the school director of our school who has never been seen before, is also the current head of the famous Nakano family, and the father of Nakano-senpai."

"……I see."

Kato Yusuke looked at his friend in surprise and said nothing.

On the stage, Masaru Nakamura, who served as the emcee, stood in front of the microphone and talked eloquently.

Even though he was reading congratulatory messages from other congressmen, he was still interesting to listen to and successfully transitioned from this boring part. The charm of the handsome guy is evident.

"——Next, please give a farewell speech from the student representatives on campus."

"yes."

Kato Yusuke stood up from the folding chair, ignored Yamaguchi's teasing "Come on, big shot", walked onto the stage calmly, and took over the position of Masaru Nakamura.

He bowed to the students and teachers in the audience, then straightened his back, moved the microphone to a suitable position, and began to deliver his speech.

"The harsh winter has passed. Under the soft sunshine, we welcome the faint fragrance of spring."

The low and soothing sound spread through the speakers, with a cold and distant feeling, entering people's ears, and the scene naturally became quiet.

The young man was wearing a neat school uniform with a golden cord representing the student council president tied around his collar, looking clean and decent.

He has broad shoulders and a broad chest, and a slender and tall figure. He stands calmly like a mountain, which is impressive.

The refreshing silver short hair is neatly styled, outlining the heroic eyebrows, and some soft broken hair is exposed around the ears, spreading slightly outward.

Her deep and quiet eyes are like a dark starry sky, reflecting the shining lights on the stage, attracting everyone's attention like a magnet.

"Here, we learned knowledge, gained friendship and love.

We sweated hard on the playground, studied silently in the library, and explored unknown mysteries in the laboratory...

All of this will become a shining part of our life."

Kato Yusuke took the speech and read it calmly.

Her clear and warm voice is full of confidence and calmness, reflecting the image of student president that teachers and parents seek.

Offstage, Shiyu woke up at some point, his lazy eyes reflected the scene on stage, proud and proud.

Hui and Eiri were sitting in different places, staring at the same figure at the same time, their eyes shining.

Shinjoka stared at the stage intently, ignoring Rika who kept chanting "I want to die, I want to die, I want to die" next to me.

On the stage, Kato Yusuke's speech continued.

"...Although we will go to our own futures separately, we will always remember this place, the school motto and teachings here, and the friendship and preciousness here.

"Therefore, this is not the end, but a new starting point in life. Here, I would like to share something with all the graduates here."

He raised his head, looked around at the students present in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, and slowly said under the eager eyes of everyone:

"The young man always rides fast and sails, but the road is difficult and long and does not turn."
To be continued...