One day a few days have passed since they decided to practice each other. Discussions for the school festival were held in Class A of the Deacon’s Course.
Originally, it’s a project that I, the class rep, will take the lead in discussing, but I’ve decided to devote myself to theatre at the student council.
It is therefore Luke, the deputy, who is dividing the class. He stands in front of the table and seriously discusses what to do with the class offerings.
“It’s a shame Harvin can’t compartmentalize.”
Watching the discussion in the corner of the classroom, Lymond, who came next door at some point, spoke to me.
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