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She propped her elbow on the windowsill and stared up at thesky. The fact that she looked awfully gloomy from the side made me feel uneasy. She has severe mood swing issues. She was just shouting and yelling a second ago.
I opened my textbook in an attempt to resume my studying and tried to memorize the different types of relative pronouns.
“… Sixteen years, huh. That’s a long time,” I heard Haruhi murmuring behind me.
While Nagato continued to read Western books in silence, Koizumi returned to playing chess by himself, and I memorized whole chunks of English translation, Haruhi spent the entire time sitting next to the window and looking up at the sky. I can’t deny that she looks good if she keeps her mouth shut and stays still. I was wondering if she’d decided to follow Nagato’s brooding behavior, but a dejected Haruhi was creepy in its own right. Because it’s a sure sign that she’s thinking about something that will cause trouble for the rest of us.
Still, Haruhi seemed to be in particularly low spirits today. She would look up at the sky and sigh deeply. She’s getting creepier by the second. The fact that she’s quiet now just means that we’ll be in for a real horror later on. This is probably how Emperor Sutoku felt the first two or three days after being exiled to Sanuki.
I heard the sound of paper rustling and looked up. Asahina, who had been staring at her problem set across from me, held one finger to her lips and winked her right eye as she passed me one of the extra cards. Asahina then gave Haruhi a quick glance before taking her hand back. She looked back down like a little girl who had just succeeded in pulling off a prank.
I was fully intent on being an accomplice as I drew in the card Asahina had given me and took a look.
P LEASE WAIT IN THE CLUB ROOM AFTER WE’RE DONE. *M IKURU *
The message was written in small lettering.
Naturally, I’ll do as she asks.
“That’s it for today.”
The second after Haruhi said that, she grabbed her bag and left the club room. It just felt so weird. A person that usually acted like a diesel truck that burned massive amounts of fuel was an admirable solar car today. Though it works out perfectly for me.
“Then I’ll also excuse myself.”
Koizumi put away the chess pieces and stood up. And after nodding to Asahina and me, he left the literary club room.
Nagato shut her book with a thud. Oh, you’re going to follow them out? Thanks… and as I felt this sense of gratitude, Nagato walked over to me without making any sound, like a cat.
“Here.”
She handed a piece of paper to me. It was another card. Handing me this thing doesn’t mean I’m going to deliver it to the stars for you. And with that thought in mind, I looked down.
A number of unintelligible figures had been drawn on the card. What is this? The Sumerian alphabet or something? The Enigma machine wouldn’t be able to decipher this thing.
My brow creased as I inspected these circles, triangles, and waves that really couldn’t be considered pictographs or characters, and the next thing I knew, Nagato had spun around to pack up to go home and proceeded to trudge out of the club room.
Whatever. I slipped the card into my pocket and turned to Asahina, whom I had kept waiting.
“U-Um. There’s somewhere I’d like you to come with me.”
An invitation from none other than Asahina. I’d be struck bylightning if I turned her down. I’d jump into a blast furnace if she asked me to.
“Sure. Where are we going?”
“Um… That would be… Three years ago.”
“Where” is what I asked yet “when” was the response I got. Still…
Three years ago. My initial reaction would be “Not again.” But it managed to spark my interest. Which reminded me that Asahina is technically an unknown entity who claims to be a time traveler. She was so adorable that I’d completely forgotten. Still, three years ago? “That’s where we’re going? Which basically means time
I opened my textbook in an attempt to resume my studying and tried to memorize the different types of relative pronouns.
“… Sixteen years, huh. That’s a long time,” I heard Haruhi murmuring behind me.
While Nagato continued to read Western books in silence, Koizumi returned to playing chess by himself, and I memorized whole chunks of English translation, Haruhi spent the entire time sitting next to the window and looking up at the sky. I can’t deny that she looks good if she keeps her mouth shut and stays still. I was wondering if she’d decided to follow Nagato’s brooding behavior, but a dejected Haruhi was creepy in its own right. Because it’s a sure sign that she’s thinking about something that will cause trouble for the rest of us.
Still, Haruhi seemed to be in particularly low spirits today. She would look up at the sky and sigh deeply. She’s getting creepier by the second. The fact that she’s quiet now just means that we’ll be in for a real horror later on. This is probably how Emperor Sutoku felt the first two or three days after being exiled to Sanuki.
I heard the sound of paper rustling and looked up. Asahina, who had been staring at her problem set across from me, held one finger to her lips and winked her right eye as she passed me one of the extra cards. Asahina then gave Haruhi a quick glance before taking her hand back. She looked back down like a little girl who had just succeeded in pulling off a prank.
I was fully intent on being an accomplice as I drew in the card Asahina had given me and took a look.
P LEASE WAIT IN THE CLUB ROOM AFTER WE’RE DONE. *M IKURU *
The message was written in small lettering.
Naturally, I’ll do as she asks.
“That’s it for today.”
The second after Haruhi said that, she grabbed her bag and left the club room. It just felt so weird. A person that usually acted like a diesel truck that burned massive amounts of fuel was an admirable solar car today. Though it works out perfectly for me.
“Then I’ll also excuse myself.”
Koizumi put away the chess pieces and stood up. And after nodding to Asahina and me, he left the literary club room.
Nagato shut her book with a thud. Oh, you’re going to follow them out? Thanks… and as I felt this sense of gratitude, Nagato walked over to me without making any sound, like a cat.
“Here.”
She handed a piece of paper to me. It was another card. Handing me this thing doesn’t mean I’m going to deliver it to the stars for you. And with that thought in mind, I looked down.
A number of unintelligible figures had been drawn on the card. What is this? The Sumerian alphabet or something? The Enigma machine wouldn’t be able to decipher this thing.
My brow creased as I inspected these circles, triangles, and waves that really couldn’t be considered pictographs or characters, and the next thing I knew, Nagato had spun around to pack up to go home and proceeded to trudge out of the club room.
Whatever. I slipped the card into my pocket and turned to Asahina, whom I had kept waiting.
“U-Um. There’s somewhere I’d like you to come with me.”
An invitation from none other than Asahina. I’d be struck bylightning if I turned her down. I’d jump into a blast furnace if she asked me to.
“Sure. Where are we going?”
“Um… That would be… Three years ago.”
“Where” is what I asked yet “when” was the response I got. Still…
Three years ago. My initial reaction would be “Not again.” But it managed to spark my interest. Which reminded me that Asahina is technically an unknown entity who claims to be a time traveler. She was so adorable that I’d completely forgotten. Still, three years ago? “That’s where we’re going? Which basically means time
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