The shadows of the bamboo swayed under the unavoidable sun, making this rare tranquility all the more precious.
Uesugi Sakura temporarily let go of those miscellaneous thoughts and rested peacefully.
—This situation is great for reading, but his book was still in the dormitory, so he could only take a short nap for now.
"Seems like the genius boy has something on his mind."
Hearing the voice coming from behind, Uesugi Sakura sat up.
"Ogasawara-sensei."
He maintained respect toward this elderly man past his seventies.
"No worries," Ogasawara Shikyo waved off his politeness, leaning on another rattan chair, and gazing at the Japanese-style estate within the bamboo grove, "just like this old house that neither falls nor rises, someone will remember past events."
A moment of silence.
"Let's not talk about these things, let's talk about you instead."
"Shuhei mentioned that you reached his level in just a month; initially, I didn't believe it, but that's the reality."
