Fool's Love

Hokkaido at the end of November.

Time to enter the second semester.At this time, more and more people began to discuss the topic of the future, and the atmosphere in the class became vaguely tense.

Of course, all of this has nothing to do with me who just want to finish drawing manga.

Instead of worrying about that, it's better to think about how to improve the efficiency of painting - it's October in a blink of an eye, and the progress of painting is completely below expectations.

There are many reasons, the most critical of which is, of course, the improvement of painting accuracy.I tried my best to use a manga artist who is good at drawing as a benchmark, but I found that there were not enough assistants for the paintings I wanted to draw like this.

If you want to draw something like a huge spaceship, you need to search for information and practice a few times before you dare to write.

Masumi's painting level is not to be expected, he can only paste a dot at the end.

It hurts, but it's true.After the summer vacation, he was burdened with heavy academic pressure in an instant, and his efficiency was cut by more than half.

The pressure is much higher than the dead line I encountered in drawing doujinben before. If Masumi hadn’t shared the burden, I might not be able to continue drawing.

At this time, the students in the class began to discuss the school trip that will take place soon.It can be regarded as the last carnival before the third year of high school, and everyone is very excited.

The school trip of our school was arranged at the end of November in Sapporo, Hokkaido, with a total of seven days and six nights.

The night before the departure, I was deeply involved in the back and forth between the excitement before the departure and "I still have to do this kind of thing when it is almost too late to finish the draft", so I naturally did not fall asleep at all.

I was clear at night, and when it was approaching dawn, I started to feel sleepy. I kept my eyes open so that I would not oversleep.

There is still one month - the deadline for the "Golden Bird Cup" is at the end of the year, and it must be completed before then.

This is a battle that only belongs to me and Masumi. Neither of us told it. We have been working hard in silence for several months, from the sweaty summer day to the colder weather.

Leaving aside me, Masumi, a top student, has also followed me, and spent an untold amount of time for this kind of future that no one can guarantee... I can only put in [-]% of my efforts to do it.

The school is far away from Hokkaido, so we did not take land transportation, but flew there.

Direct flight to Kushiro Airport.After arriving in Kushiro City, the first activity of the school trip is to visit Lake Akan by boat.

I have been staying with Masumi all the time, but there is very little communication between the two of us.

During this time, he didn't seem to be in a good mood.I was not good at observing the changes in others, but now even I have noticed it, which shows that the degree is quite amazing.

He smiled less, and even when he smiled, there was often a hint of bitterness in his smile.

My condition is also miserable.Because the progress of the manga is not going well, I am in the crisis of not being able to meet the deadline every day, and I frown all day long.

Sasaki, who I know well, asked me about this several times. If I explained to her, I could relieve some pressure, but unnecessary self-esteem always prevailed.

During the day, enjoy the natural scenery that is very different from the city.After the schedule is over, we will stay at a Japanese inn.

In Hokkaido at the end of November, the temperature is already very low.A group of people entered the hotel wearing clothes several times thicker than those in Osaka.

The hotel is located on a hillside, the roof is made of red earth-colored slabs, and there is a dark green pine forest behind it.

For many high school boys, the fun of the school trip begins now.

After dinner, several people who were assigned to a group with me began to discuss how to avoid the teacher's eyeliner and go to the girls' room.

"Aren't you going to Yamagishi?"

"Me? I'll let it go."

I have no interest in this.In addition, the mood is already irritated enough, if you follow this group of restless elements, it will only increase your annoyance.

Sitting on the bed and watching social software, when Morita said "then we're leaving", he didn't even lift his eyelids to look at it.

After a while, I suddenly found that the surrounding area was extremely quiet. I looked around suspiciously, and I was the only one left in the room.

Not afraid of being alone, just bored.At this time, I wondered if Masumi would stay in the room, so I left the room in my hotel yukata.

Inquired about the room beforehand so no need to waste time looking for it.After passing a few rooms, he knocked on the door, said "I am Yamagishi" and went in.

Unlike the situation in my room, there are still four people left in this room.The fierce-looking man sitting cross-legged near the door is named Miyamoto. I've seen him several times.

That person seemed to have an impression of me as well, and when we first met, he said, "Ah, you must be Masumi-san's friend! Being left behind by someone in the same group, what a poor person..."

Afterwards, he changed his voice and said, "However, this room is also full of poor people without girlfriends. We are suffering from the same disease!"

Not at all interested in his unhealthy jokes.After agreeing casually, I walked past him and sat next to Masumi.

In the end, it's just another place with nothing to do.I'm not familiar with these people from different classes, and I don't have the kind of personality that I'm familiar with.

At first, we played some popular mobile games together - which was fine.While playing, a few people chatted endlessly about things in life.I can't get my mouth shut at all.

"By the way... let's play the king game!"

A stranger suddenly suggested.I learned that his surname is Matsumoto from the chats of the previous few people.

While speaking, he flipped something from behind.I heard the rustling sound like washing chopsticks.In Matsumoto's hand, there was something in the shape of a long stick.

"I originally bought it to relieve boredom on the bus...I didn't expect to take the plane in the end."

"Why are you even ready to sign!"

Miyamoto laughed.

"Doesn't it look more atmospheric! Then again, there are only five people here. Then take out the extra lottery and keep the king's lottery and numbers one to four. Zemu, go and turn off the lights in the room first."

Matsumoto said while picking out the extra lottery.

"Speaking of which, I also brought something."

Kaga, who had been silent all this time, also spoke out.He turned around and searched through the luggage he had brought, and took out a bottle of soju from inside.

"All of you here are high school students!"

"I brought it out from home. It's okay to drink a little secretly, right? Besides...have you never drank alcohol before?"

When he said this, he gave people the feeling that he should have drunk alcohol in high school, but he was so confident that no one could say anything to refute.

"I drank a little red wine. I can't drink very well. I'm afraid I'll get drunk later." Masumi said with a smile.

"Masumi-san also has something she's not good at!"

"Strange statement. Miyamoto, if you say such inexplicable words again, if I get the king's lottery later, I will let you kiss the beckoning cat next to the bed."

"What! I don't understand what you mean at all."

Miyamoto's emotions grew even higher.At this time, the lights in the room were also turned off.Masumi turned on the floor lamp.The surroundings became dark, more like the atmosphere of telling a ghost story.