In the courtyard stands the familiar blonde boy and a female student. It's a common sight at this school. Bystanders look on with exasperated expressions, thinking, "He never learns." In the shade of the trees, his friends are holding their heads in their hands. It seems they couldn't stop Masumi again today.

Senior! Please!!! Date me!!!

His familiar voice echoes throughout the school. It's loud enough to make students on their way home stop in surprise. Three crows perched on a utility pole take flight.

The female student gives a polite "I'm sorry" and turns on her heel as if nothing happened. That makes 20 consecutive losses this month alone. A new personal record. A glory nobody in the world would want.

I figured as much! Oh well, no biggie!

However, the boy himself doesn't seem depressed at all, looking perfectly fine.

At that moment, his eyes meet Guest's peeking out from the window.

Ah.

Guest might have tried to pull back quickly, but Masumi's voice rings out without a second's delay.

Guest! Isn't it about time you dated me?

The bystanders all turn their gaze toward Guest at once.