Bidding farewell to Sajuna, Akira put his backpack on again, ready to go home.
Summer was approaching, and Akira felt the weather was getting hotter and hotter.
He thought it would be nice to go to the beach with Sajuna then; he could even see Sajuna in a swimsuit.
Hehe, swimsuit, Sajuna.
He always felt like he should be thinking some lewd thoughts.
Akira stopped the chaotic storm in his mind, feeling that such thoughts had become too frequent lately.
However, as an adult university student, this behavior seemed quite normal.
It was his constant self-reflection that seemed abnormal.
Returning home, he routinely tossed his backpack onto the sofa.
Since he now ate breakfast at Sajuna's house, the kitchen wasn't used much anymore.
Akira went into the bathroom for a shower, then walked out wrapped in a bath towel.
He threw the uniform he wore today into the washing machine and took out a new set from the wardrobe, placing it by his bedside for school tomorrow.
He walked to his desk and turned on his computer.
He hadn't written much of Rascal Does Not Dream of Bunny Girl Senpai today, so he needed to hurry and catch up.
After all, he planned to finish Rascal Does Not Dream of Bunny Girl Senpai in less than two weeks.
The next day, Akira, as usual, went to Sajuna's house in the morning to make bento with her, and then went to school with Sajuna.
"I really wish I could go to school with Sajuna."
Akira sighed, wishing he and Sajuna were at the same school.
That way, he could be with Sajuna often. As for him, in his youth, he always wanted to see her all the time.
He couldn't transfer schools, as Sajuna's school was an all-girls school.
He wished Sajuna would transfer.
Akira suddenly thought.
However, asking Sajuna to give up her existing social circle at her current school and come to a school where she only knew her boyfriend would be a very irresponsible request.
It felt just like some irresponsible delinquent.
Carelessly doing things without considering the consequences, without thinking about the responsibilities to be borne.
But he still really wanted to be at the same school as Sajuna.
He always felt that Sajuna might agree.
For Japanese students, transferring schools is actually a common occurrence.
After all, some students' parents' jobs frequently change, and to follow their parents, some children are always transferring schools.
That's why you often see transfer plotlines added to anime when depicting male-female relationships.
Because sometimes, once you transfer, the two people can never see each other again.
For example, the most famous 5 Centimeters Per Second by Makoto Shinkai, who doesn't believe in love, and the instant noodle sweet anime One Room also contain transfer plotlines.
He felt he should discuss it with Sajuna's parents.
Arriving at school, he routinely saw Marin with her friends. Akira was quite interested in these beautiful girls who didn't have many roles in the original work.
After all, most of the characters in My Dress-Up Darling are handsome men and beautiful women.
Even though the setting had changed to university, most people were still in their classes.
Taking his own class as an example, there were many handsome boys and pretty girls.
Sugaya Naho's image was clearly very likable, but unfortunately, she wasn't the female lead.
She was a lively gyaru, just like Marin.
Perhaps because of Sajuna.
Akira always had a strange fondness for such petite girls.
"Kitagawa-san, Sugaya-san, Rion, and Osora, good morning!"
Akira greeted the quartet.
From left to right: Rion, Marin, Naho (back), Osora.
"Akira-kun, good morning."
Kitagawa excitedly waved to Akira, while Sugaya Naho, Rion, and Osora, seeing Kitagawa's reaction, also called out, "Good morning, Akira-kun."
Akira nodded and walked past them.
Sugaya Naho took a lollipop out of her pocket, opened the wrapper, and licked it.
"Is that Akira-kun from our class?"
"He seems a little different lately."
Rion next to her also said gently, "He seems more approachable than before."
"Oh, yes, yes. He used to be as cold as a robot, only studying in the corner."
"Huh! Was Akira-kun like that before?" Marin said in surprise.
Sugaya Naho, on the other hand, was unfazed. "Marin, I feel like you're lying."
Then, eating her lollipop, she looked up and said, "But Marin is sometimes so scatterbrained. She only remembers Akira-kun's current image."
"He seems inexplicably cool."
Sugaya Naho pondered. "And his greeting to us is much more natural than Gojo-kun's."
"After all, there are three girls here."
Rion covered her mouth with her hand and smiled. "It's normal for boys like that to be shy, isn't it?"
After speaking, she felt that Marin's state was a bit off; her whole face turned red, and then she covered it with her hands.
"Are you okay, Marin?"
The three grew worried.
"I'm fine, I'm fine."
Kitagawa gently covered her face. She shouldn't have thought of what happened yesterday.
It was really too embarrassing. She really seemed to have fallen for Gojo-kun.
After all, just hearing her friends mention Gojo's name made her heart race.
This was truly a first for her.
After a while, Marin's cheeks returned to normal.
"Oh my, I'm fine now," Marin said with a smile, hands on her hips. "I'm fine now."
"Marin is inexplicably excited," Sugaya Naho evaluated.
"After all, Marin just got her dream cosplay, so it's understandable."
"That's true. Wakana is really a good person."
"You wouldn't be able to tell normally in class."
The two commented, looking at the smiling Marin.
They rarely saw Marin with such a brilliant smile.
Thanks to Wakana.
Akira returned to the classroom and, as usual, began to read and study. He had almost finished learning the knowledge for the first year of university.
Once he learned the knowledge for the second year of university, he would be able to provide more help with Sajuna's studies.
After all, he positioned himself as an all-around boyfriend.
The morning classes were as usual, with most of the time spent on self-study. After all, his knowledge was constantly improving with reading, and some repetitive learning was no longer necessary for him.
He gently put down the book he was reading and slowly walked to the locker in the back of the classroom, opened the locker, and took out his bento from his backpack.
He glanced around the sparsely populated classroom.
He always felt that he, indeed, should make more friends.