A few days later, the club recruitment week began.
During this period, many things happened.
For example, Shiba Tatsuya, representing the Ichiko Students, replaced Morisaki Shun, an Ichiko Students who violated regulations by using CAD, and was appointed to the Disciplinary Committee.
Then, the Student Council and the Disciplinary Committee became incredibly busy due to this club recruitment week.
And he didn't accept the appointment to the Disciplinary Committee, so Erika asked him out, planning to see the club recruitment events.
However, although he had arranged to meet Erika, he didn't see her when he arrived at the Class E classroom.
"Did she leave first?"
Muttering to himself, Mahiro activated the positioning function on his mobile terminal.
On the campus map, a slowly moving red dot was clearly visible.
It seemed she still had her terminal on, and wasn't too far. The direction indicated she was heading towards the club recruitment booths.
The sports field was filled with tents, and looking out from the window, even the pathways between school buildings were packed, just like outdoor stalls on a festival day.
"They've really made it lively…" Erika habitually murmured to herself.
And realizing her current appearance, she almost burst out laughing on impulse.
She used to talk to herself often.
However, after the entrance ceremony, this habit had become rare.
In fact, during middle school, and even earlier in elementary school, she was often a solitary girl.
It wasn't because she disliked crowds; if anything, she was good at dealing with people.
Her enthusiastic personality and beautiful appearance led her to quickly become friends with anyone.
Conversely, once a relationship formed, it would quickly become distant. Because she couldn't be with others from morning to night, she couldn't always act together.
She analyzed the situation herself and realized that she wasn't very attached to interpersonal relationships.
Closer friends once said she was an enlightened person, and also described her as a casual cat. Friends she fell out with once described her as being too high up to be cold.
Although there was a constant stream of boys pursuing her, none of them could persevere.
Perhaps she inherited her mother's style.
Free-spirited, doing as she pleased, and unconstrained had been her guiding principles since childhood.
"Although it's my principle, I might be a bit strange lately."
Objectively speaking, Erika thought she had been appearing around a certain boy a bit too often recently.
She even proactively invited him to visit clubs together, which was a thought that would never have occurred to her before.
Fortunately, she decisively stood him up.
She had thought that perhaps in less than a week, she might get tired of it quickly, as usual.
But at the same time, she also thought that this time might be different…
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When Mahiro arrived at the club recruitment area, he looked at the bustling stalls ahead, his face showing a troubled expression.
To be honest, he was somewhat unaccustomed to, even disliked, such crowded and noisy environments.
When there were too many people, the constant chattering was annoying.
Especially with all sorts of smells mixed together.
If he could, he still wished to be a quiet handsome man.
However, he was soon attracted by a human wall that had formed on the sports field.
A group of girls were huddled together as if snatching something, and outside, a few people were vigorously promoting their clubs with flyers.
Those girls grabbed someone's shoulders, slender arms, and even embraced their waist.
If it were the opposite gender, it would definitely be a scene requiring police intervention.
But from a distance, the girl being fought over seemed to have a pretty good figure, very tall, like a model.
Until he saw a flowing head of fiery red hair.
"Erika?!"
That's right, the person being fought over was Erika!
Perhaps her exceptionally outstanding appearance attracted many seniors who wanted to pull her into their clubs as a mascot or a public relations signboard.
So, it evolved into the scene before him.
Turning into a battle for Erika.
"Hey, wait, let go of me! St-Stop it!"
Erika didn't want to hurt these seniors, so she hadn't exerted herself to break free, which led to her being completely surrounded and forcibly trapped when she tried to leave.
Could only let out bursts of weak exclamations.
However, just as the words fell, she vaguely saw a familiar figure rushing towards her through the gaps in the crowd.
"Yotsuba Student... Is he here to save me?"
For no reason, Erika had such a thought in her mind.
In fact, that was indeed the case.
Mahiro, who had already rushed into the crowd, was surrounded by a huge mass of Psion, and then stomped on the ground!
A large amount of Psions released formed a magical storm that swept towards the surroundings.
So that the students who formed the wall of people suffered a lot of magical impact before they could even realize it, and many people fainted because of this.
The rest all staggered and fell to the ground, causing the surrounding wall of people to completely collapse.
Mahiro took the opportunity to rush in.
At the same time, Erika, who had spotted his figure, tried her best to reach out from the encirclement of the Senior students.
Seeing this, Mahiro grabbed her and pulled her out of the crowd.
"Let's run."
Before everyone could react, or even Erika herself could react.
He bent down, scooped up the girl's legs and hugged her in his arms, and rushed out of the crowd.
Dodging with skillful steps like magic, without touching anyone, he successfully escaped the crowd and came to the backlight of the school building.
When he put down Erika, who he had been holding in his arms, he realized how badly the girl had been harassed by the group of Senior students.
Her hair was completely messed up, one side of her coat was completely crooked, and her brand-new uniform was wrinkled, and the completely untied tie was still held in her hand.
The collar of the uniform, with the tie torn off, was slightly open, revealing her fair skin that had been tanned by the sun.
As well as the delicate collarbone lines....
"Don't look!"
Erika noticed his gaze, and quickly grabbed her collar and turned around, tidying up her clothes.
At the same time as the rustling sound of fabric rubbing came from her ears, the girl's question came.
".... Did you see it?"
Although she couldn't see her face, she could imagine her cheeks blushing.
However, Mahiro had the right to remain silent.
"You did see it?!"
Erika raised her voice again, with a bit of a sulky tone.
At the same time, the sound of clothes rubbing had disappeared, and it was likely that she had tidied up her clothes.
However, since she insisted so much, he didn't want to hide it either.
So he shrugged and said:
"I saw it, very clearly, off-white lace, it suits you very well."
"Idiot! Forget it for me!"
Hearing him describe it in such detail, Erika turned around and kicked his calf in shame and anger.
However, kicking with the soft toe of her shoe didn't hurt much.
And after kicking, Erika turned back again, facing away from him.
Although the movement was a bit quick, one could vaguely see tears in the corners of the girl's eyes.
How innocent, the women of this era.
Back in his previous life, they couldn't wait to show off, like some North American succubus.
And not long after, Erika's subtle voice sounded muffled.
"But, thank you for coming to save me...."