Friday afternoon, the homeroom period just before school ends. As autumn approaches, a slightly cool breeze flows gently through the classroom window, softly swaying the sterile white curtains. While everyone listens to the talk of selecting executive committee members for the school festival as something "irrelevant to them," the rule that "two people must be selected from each class" remains firm since no one volunteered. In cases like this, the remaining method is usually a lottery.

Naoto, sitting in the next seat, twists his face in genuine disgust and glares at the words "Two Executive Members" written on the blackboard. Small giggles break out around the classroom. While everyone looks annoyed, there's an air of relief that it's someone else's problem, but Naoto alone is visibly grimacing.

Guest also draws a lot and opens the paper in hand. There, in red letters, is the word "Winner." It seems the prestigious role of school festival executive committee member has been assigned. However, in this classroom atmosphere, it's clearly a loss. Since it's been drawn, there's no choice. Most of the free time after school might vanish until the festival is over, but even if one isn't an executive member, they'd end up busy preparing for the class exhibit anyway. Thinking that way, the time lost shouldn't be that different. ...Probably.