Chapter 30 It's nice to go home together with red bean soup.
"Ugh—today's classes were so boring." After school, Miyako arrived at Amaho Akina's classroom first and started complaining as soon as she came out.
He yawned, looking like he had almost fallen asleep in class but managed to stay awake.
"Hmm... So you had math and physics classes this afternoon?" Akina Amami imagined it for a moment. If anyone would find something boring, it would probably be these two classes.
Gong You slumped his eyes and said, "No, it's English and physics. I can't understand them at all."
He also failed the last quiz.
Of course, Miyaji also failed.
Miyaji also came over at this time, and he didn't look very energetic.
Akina Amako asked, "Does Haru-kun also study English and physics?"
“…No, it’s Japanese language and civics classes.” Miyaji sighed.
Oh...they've really had a tough time. Akina patted them on the shoulder.
Although this knowledge was not difficult for her, she was genuinely worried about whether they would be able to pass the final exams.
"Okay, let's go now, to the volleyball club." She said as she walked downstairs.
"Ugh, going to class is so tiring," Gong You complained.
As a student, I think I'd feel this way more or less, especially since he sometimes couldn't understand a word of what he was saying.
"But learning new things can still be fun, right?" Akina Amasui tried to comfort Yu Miyako.
Anyway, she didn't find going to class tiring.
Perhaps it's because we can't understand their way of thinking...
"Not only did I not learn anything new, but I almost got hit by a piece of chalk..." Gong Zhi's expression became even more somber.
During civics class, I almost fell asleep, but was suddenly jolted awake by a piece of chalk thrown at me.
Fortunately, it didn't hit me directly on the head.
"Sigh...sometimes, that happens." Akina Amaho gave a stiff laugh.
Although she hadn't been hit, and no one in her class would be, everyone listened very attentively.
"If I master some new volleyball-related skills, that would be really fun," Miya Yu thought, perking up and starting to make some random associations.
“It will be a lot of fun for you,” Miyaji shrugged.
He hasn't recovered yet.
"Hey—Aji, don't you find this interesting? It's obviously very interesting, isn't it?" Gong You drawled out his words.
"As for me, if I mastered new painting techniques, I would definitely find it very interesting," said Akina Amami, thinking of herself.
Yes, that way, you can truly empathize.
Gong You pursed his lips, clearly unhappy with Gong Zhi's answer.
"Mina feels the same way I do, Inoue, you're not just thinking about food, are you?"
"Hmm, if it were just to give me one more bite of rice ball, I'd probably feel happy," Miyaji said seriously.
"Well, sometimes it's important to be well-fed," Amamiya interrupted, sensing that if she didn't say something, the two of them would start arguing again.
They were almost at the entrance of the volleyball stadium.
"However, I also find learning new things very interesting," she said.
"Huh—there are actually people who like studying? Really?" Gong You's expression was a bit surprised.
He probably couldn't imagine that some people actually really enjoy learning.
"Yes, after all, some of this knowledge is something I can use when I'm drawing."
Akina Amaho tapped her chin, recalling for a moment.
"For example, some visual techniques or something."
Judging from the somewhat bewildered looks on Miya Yu and Miyaji's faces, it was clear they hadn't been paying much attention in class.
Akina Amane sighed, feeling that the "teacher" who was giving them cramming for the final exams must be having a real headache.
Fortunately, she didn't plan to tutor these two people—otherwise, she would be the one with a splitting headache.
"Alright, we're almost at the volleyball club, let's not talk about this now," said Akina Amami.
The three of them walked into the volleyball hall together.
Yesterday, Miya Yu and Miyaji had already informed the coach that Amaho Akina would be coming to watch the volleyball team for a while, and they would leave together at the end of the day.
Akina Amaho didn't plan to draw today, but she still brought her sketchbook so she could jot down any sudden inspirations.
She sat on a bench in the rest area, observing the scene on the volleyball court.
The perspective here is indeed different, and this time, she was looking at it with appreciation.
After all, if you keep painting without carefully integrating yourself into life, you'll eventually become disconnected from reality.
She gazed intently at the glittering figures on the volleyball court, and before she knew it, she had taken out her sketchbook again, capturing the fleeting glimpse of those figures on paper.
Oh, it's Gong You again this time. He always seems to be a little better.
However, Miyaji is the same—although he always feels a little different compared to Miyayu.
After a moment of contemplation, Akina Amaho couldn't resist sketching Miyaji.
Well, I guess I just can't stop creating.
After finishing these two drawings, she stopped, put away her sketchbook, and obediently placed her hands on her knees to wait for their training to end.
During their break, Miyako and Miyaji walked over and immediately spotted Akina Amane sitting there obediently, staring at them as if she were unconsciously.
It was as if those eyes were reflecting his own image.
Seeing them looking at her, she tilted her head slightly, looking a little confused, her loose bangs swaying neatly.
Gong You silently covered his face. He admitted that he was a little charmed by her cuteness, but he didn't want to say it out loud.
Miyaji silently wiped his face with his arm.
The two fell silent unexpectedly, took towels and water glasses, and then sat down a little further away from Amako Akina.
After all, it was all sweat, which would affect her more or less.
Akina glanced at them twice, and although she found it a little strange, she seemed to be fine, so she continued to stare blankly ahead.
"Oh, speaking of which, why didn't Akina draw today?" Miyayu noticed that Akina was sitting there blankly and couldn't help but feel a little curious.
"Coming to the volleyball club should be a good opportunity for you to gather material?" Miyaji was also a little puzzled.
"Well, I stopped after drawing only two sketches because I wanted to take a break."
Akina Amako paused after saying this, then smiled a little embarrassedly.
"Besides, drawing for a long time is very tiring. If we're going to wait for you all to leave together, it's better to save some energy."
Otherwise, if I keep drawing, I'll faint from hunger again.
This time, she'll even fall off her seat and onto the floor; it's going to look rather unsightly.
Gong You nodded: "Then you should take a good look at the results of our training."
His smile was unrestrained.
Miyaji then changed the subject: "Ah, if Akina is hungry, I brought some food with me."
Yes, it's a rice ball he bought from a convenience store earlier. He plans to save it for after volleyball training.
“Now I don’t need to eat anything. When I’m not drawing, my energy is actually depleted very slowly.” Akina Amami shook her head.
So she actually has a habit of eating a late-night snack every night... because she's usually very hungry after finishing her painting, and only occasionally does she feel like she can hold on for a while longer.
Gong Zhi nodded and said nothing more.
Gong You pursed his lips. He knew it. Gong Zhi had secretly taken his allowance to buy food again. They had agreed to take out all the allowance together and treat Mina to a meal.
I don't know if it's enough now.
But then he used the rice balls he bought to try and win over Mina's favor.
Although a little angry, Miyayu didn't say much, after all, it would be even worse if Akina fainted again.
The break ended quickly, and they once again walked to the center of the volleyball hall.
Miya Yu waved goodbye to Amaho Akina.
Although she didn't know what there was to say goodbye to, Akina Amami waved.
Seeing this, Miyaji also waved to Amaho Akina.
This kind of behavior seems a bit like that of an elementary school student.
Amane Akina was a little helpless, but she still waved to Miyaji.
Kakuna Rintaro silently took a picture of the scene with his phone.
The rest of the time passed by without Amako Akina even realizing it.
When the whistle blew and the volleyball team gathered, she suddenly realized that she had been so engrossed in the match that she hadn't even noticed it was over.
Hmm... but when you get really into it, you really do find this sport quite appealing.
However, it's fine to look at it occasionally; for extended periods of time, painting is more interesting.
Akina Amane thought to herself.
She picked up her backpack and walked to the entrance of the volleyball hall, waiting for the twins to come over.
A few minutes later, I saw them running towards me.
"Minna, let's go." Miya Yu's smile was so bright that it almost made him hallucinate that a tail was wagging behind him.
Akina Amaho nodded, then looked at Miyaji, who was following slightly behind.
“Let’s go together,” she said.
So the three of them walked together toward the school gate.
"When Mina saw us training, she must have felt an urge to draw, right?" Miya Yu asked.
After all, when we ate together before, we often saw Akina Amane taking out her drawing board.
“Of course I do, but when I’m engrossed in watching the game, that urge disappears,” said Akina Amami.
However, the scene was also deeply imprinted in her mind, and if nothing unexpected happened—she would indeed paint that scene into an oil painting.
After all, she had already taken a picture with her phone.
"Hey—what do you think of our performance, Mina? I definitely performed much better than Inoue."
Gong You subtly demoted Gong Zhi again.
"You made a service error once today, didn't you?" Miyaji rolled his eyes.
"Ah, as for mistakes, I'm just a novice, so I can't really see much of that." Akina Amaho's eyes crinkled slightly.
"But Zhijun seemed a bit distracted today." But she was still able to hit the nail on the head.
After all—she knew these two people quite well, so of course she could see some differences.
“Yes, unlike me, I’m in great shape today,” Gong You said.
"Anyway, I thoroughly enjoyed watching today's match," said Akina Amami with a smile.
"So you two shouldn't argue anymore." She raised her hand and gently patted their shoulders. Because she was shorter than them, she had to raise her arm high to reach them.
Gong You and Gong Zhi quieted down again, and the three of them walked together toward home.
Knowing that what Amaho Akina meant by saying that was that she didn't want to hear them argue anymore, even if they could continue arguing and fighting, they stopped talking out of consideration for her feelings.
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