Entrance of the gymnasium.
The wind roared, carrying the loud slogans of the Track and Field Club from the playground.
Aozawa left the school building, not yet at the entrance, but already saw Hojo Shouko standing there from afar.
She was wearing Brilliant High School's uniform, but the impression was somewhat different from usual.
The short skirt, which should have covered her knees, was lifted, much of it hidden under the white shirt, appearing unnoticeable from the front.
The bulging curve of the chest made Hojo Shouko's abdomen look a bit chubby.
The shirt couldn't adhere to the flesh of the belly, naturally covering the skirt's color.
But it wasn't the same from the side.
The white shirt closely hugged the water-blue pleated skirt, releasing a subtle allure into the air.
"Shouko, aren't you cold without a jacket?"
Aozawa approached, a hint of concern flashing on his face.
