Since skipping one class was skipping, skipping two was also skipping, and they had already skipped anyway.
Having enjoyed a good afternoon nap, the two of them simply decided not to return to the classroom for the remaining classes.
Besides, it was already autumn, and thanks to a certain Student Council member who liked eating on the rooftop 'using public resources for private gain', the school had installed sunshades on every rooftop to meet student demands.
Might as well go all the way and just relax on this comfortably cool, breezy autumn rooftop until the dismissal bell rang.
"Unknowingly, it's already autumn, huh."
Leaning his back against the wall, his arms loosely wrapping around his girlfriend, who was sitting on his extended left thigh, Miyahito suddenly said.
"Mhm." Nodding lightly, Utaha, whose gaze was somewhat dazed as she looked at the cityscape beyond the rooftop's wire fence, agreed.
"The wind isn't as muggy as it was in summer anymore."
At this moment, Utaha, who was also hugging her boyfriend with her arms loosely wrapped around his waist and her fingers loosely interlaced behind his back, couldn't help but rest her head against his chest. Then, she stretched out her long legs to properly relax the muscles that had gone a bit numb from Miyahito resting on them.
Seeing this, Miyahito asked, "Are your legs still numb? Do you want me to rub them for you?"
"No need." Tilting her gaze up slightly, Utaha rejected him with a smile, her eyes curving into crescents. Then, lifting her head, she lightly pressed her cherry-pink lips against the tip of his chin.
"If you worry too much, Miyahito, you'll turn into an old man, and I definitely don't want that."
"Eh? Didn't we agree to grow old together slowly? How come I'm turning into an old man right now?" Seeing the amusement in his girlfriend's wine-red eyes, Miyahito cooperatively put on a complaining expression. "That's so mean."
"What do you think?" Utaha frowned, pretending to be angry, then acted like a childish kid, reaching up to pinch the tip of his nose and shaking it playfully.
"So, my dear Mr. Miyahito, are you planning to continue worrying about growing old?
"Or are you going to focus all your attention on your most beloved Utaha~?"
...Miyahito silently tightened his embrace around his alluring girlfriend's delicate body.
Feeling Miyahito's answering action, the affectionate smile on Utaha's lips grew even brighter. At the same time, she also silently hugged her Mr. Miyahito tighter. Yeah, it was still that familiar muscular feel, that familiar curve.
It seemed that even though he had been spinning like a top with work lately, her Miyahito hadn't forgotten to exercise, sweat a little, and maintain his health.
The two sat together in silent, mutual embrace for a while.
"Miyahito."
"Hmm?"
"I want to hear you sing." Looking up slightly, the first thing that entered Utaha's wine-red eyes was her boyfriend's surprised expression. Amused, Utaha couldn't help but giggle as she pulled up a certain instrumental backing track on her phone.
Mmm, this damn memory... I can't forget what should be forgotten, but I only remember half of what shouldn't be forgotten in fragmented pieces.
"Alright." Looking at Utaha, whose pretty face clearly displayed the word 'expectation' with a mix of doting and indulgence, Miyahito adjusted his state, cleared his throat, and prepared to open his mouth to sing.
Buzz, buzz, buzz—!
"Miyuki-nii? Yeah, yeah, I'm free tonight. Yeah, yeah, Utaha? Let me ask her."
"Utaha, Miyuki-nii and the others are planning to get together after school tonight. Do you want to come...."
.....
After school.
"Hmm, hmm, hmm~"
Carrying her schoolbag, walking alone on the autumn streets, Utaha hummed a light tune as she headed in the direction of Miyahito's apartment.
Just now, Miyahito had received a call from Miyuki, inviting him to attend the Shuchiin Student Council dissolution party tonight.
However, Utaha did not go with her boyfriend.
Because.....
"Sigh, I knew I shouldn't have agreed to Machida-san's request." Utaha puffed her cheeks slightly, kicking a small pebble by her feet in annoyance.
"I should have just waited until next year to start the new book."
Even though she said that, Utaha knew very well in her heart.
She shouldn't even think about such ideas. If she dared to say this in front of Editor Machida, who was radiating pitch-black resentment and might bring a rope to tie her up and lock her in a dark room to write someday... well, Utaha would have to write it whether she wanted to or not.
However, understanding it didn't mean she could accept it.
"Sigh.... Hmph!"
Just as she let out a small sigh, remembering her boyfriend's gloating smile at dismissal, cheerfully saying to her, "Eh? You really don't need me to walk you home to work on your draft? Alright then," Utaha couldn't help but clench her fists.
If I don't beat you for a day, you'll tear the roof off, won't you?
Fine, fine! You better 'look forward' to it tonight, my dear Mr. Miyahito.
"Mmm~"
Raising her hands slightly and stretching to her heart's content, Utaha, whose mood had improved again, curled the corners of her lips slightly.
"Well then, let me properly enjoy this long-overdue alone time."
At the same time.
"President." Noticing that Miyuki, who was standing at the entrance with him, kept taking out his phone to check it, Yu, who was wearing one earphone and playing a game on his handheld console, looked up curiously and asked.
"Did you make plans with someone? Or do you have something busy to do?"
"Hmm?" Hearing this, Miyuki shifted his attention slightly from his phone, looked at his junior and former subordinate beside him, Ishigami, and nodded in acknowledgment.
"Oh, I invited Miyahito to join our dissolution party later."
Saying this, Miyuki put his phone away and then asked, "By the way, Ishigami-kun, how did you know I was waiting for someone?"
"Well, it's a very simple thing." Hearing that Miyahito would also be coming later, Ishigami smiled and explained in a nonchalant tone.
"Usually, President, aside from confirming schedule times, unless someone calls you, you rarely take out your phone. You certainly aren't like me, constantly keeping my phone on me at all times because I need to grind mobile games."
"I see."
Miyuki nodded in sudden realization.
"Ishigami-kun, your powers of observation are as sharp as ever."
"It's nothing, President."
"....."
Just as the only two boys from the former Shuchiin Student Council were standing at the entrance, casually chatting while waiting for the rest of their group to arrive before heading to the reserved restaurant...
The familiar sound of a motorcycle engine approached the two of them from a distance, slowly growing louder.
Before long.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Miyuki-nii, Yu."