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"The Shinto festival in Itomori is the day after tomorrow. There will be no classes scheduled at school, so please be careful."
The news of the holiday has spread. 597
The whole classroom felt like a spoonful of cold water had been added to a scalding hot oil pan!
It exploded instantly.
Many students who were sitting in their seats and discussing things began to frequently glance at Aoba by the window.
"Is this... looking at me?"
Aoba frowned.
They also looked in the direction they were in.
The school in Itomori is situated on a hillside.
Looking out, the white horizon in the distance resembles a dazzling ribbon tied to the hem of the azure sky.
Down the mountain, rows of Japanese-style detached houses of various styles stand side by side.
The buildings are arranged in a staggered and orderly manner, surrounding the area.
Meanwhile, in the central government...
It is a deep blue lake, like the eye of the profound sky.
Everything felt like a scene from a dream.
On the transparent glass where Aoba's gaze was focused, a pretty face with a furrowed brow was gradually projected.
He raised his hand.
The shadow on the glass also raised its hand.
For a moment, there was a strange synchronization.
"Mitsuba... Mitsuba?!"
"Mitsuha Miyamizu!!!"
Instantly.
The homeroom teacher's voice rose a few decibels as he stood at the podium.
"Mr. Store Manager!"
"The teacher is calling you!!!"
Mitsuha, who was floating in mid-air, tugged at Aoba, signaling him to stand up quickly.
until now.
Aoba finally understood the current situation.
I've been transported into the body of Miyamizu Mitsuha?!
Bow down.
Looking at her fair legs clad in a JK skirt, and her heaving chest...
"what!!!"
"Manager, please don't look at me like that!!!"
Mitsuha, now a phantom, quickly floated forward to try and cover Aoba's eyes.
But it's obvious.
She, now a spirit, was completely unable to stop it.
Aoba was only curious for a moment and did not explore the mysteries of the body too much in class.
After a slight pause, he stood up straight and calmly looked at the teacher:
"Teacher, what's the matter?"
Unlike before, Mitsuha didn't panic when the teacher called her name.
At this moment, Mitsuha exudes an extremely calm and gentle aura, as if...
He has become like a reliable adult.
"It's nothing. If Mitsuha isn't feeling well, she can take a day off and go home."
"I feel fine, thank you, teacher."
Aoba calmly looked at the homeroom teacher on the podium.
Because the teacher is unfamiliar to the students, there is no sense of inferiority among them.
His behavior surprised the teacher, who simply nodded and told him to sit down.
"Eh! Mitsuha?!"
Just a moment after Aoba sat down.
A soft call from behind made him turn around.
Just then, Yi m Qiu was about to die. Ni (four) 5 Liu caught a glimpse of a crumpled piece of paper flying over and reached out to catch it.
"That's Sayaka."
Mitsuha, in her soul form, noticed Aoba's gaze and explained.
Good morning?
The girl with freckles on her face must be Mitsuha's good friend.
Qingye was thinking when she unfolded the crumpled paper.
result. . .
"Miyamizu-san!"
"Please read aloud the ancient Chinese poem you just recited."
Although Mitsuha's reaction just now surprised him.
But this is not a reason for the other party to misbehave in class.
Chapter 109 Miyamizu Mitsuha: Don't do anything strange to my body!
The ancient poems in the book gave Qingye the illusion of returning to a previous life.
However, the language marked on it is completely different.
This can be considered a kind of hometown sentiment.
Aoba looked at the ancient poems in the book, a slight smile unconsciously appearing on her lips.
While floating in the air, Mitsuha saw the shopkeeper being caught by the teacher, and she touched her nose embarrassedly and smiled awkwardly.
This is really her fault.
And Sayaka too!
Why throw notes during class?
This has resulted in the store manager getting reprimanded by the teacher.
After all, in the eyes of a young girl.
Being reprimanded by the teacher is already a very bad thing.
Sometimes, a few words from a teacher can ruin my entire day.
but
Mitsuha looked at her own body, then at Aoba who was controlling it, her expression growing increasingly strange.
Although I wasn't actually being reprimanded.
From other people's perspectives, it was clearly her who was criticized by the teacher!
It feels like when you're playing a game and a character exactly like yourself appears; it creates a wonderful sense of immersion.
Seeing that Mitsuha remained unmoved even after standing up, the homeroom teacher could only helplessly reprimand her:
"Miyamizu, please pay attention in class and don't daydream..."
He ended up only speaking halfway through.
"Thoughts on a Quiet Night, by Li Bai"
"...I raise my head to gaze at the bright moon, then lower it to think of my hometown."
The names are very similar.
But ultimately, they are not the same world.
Qingye shook her head slightly, casting aside those chaotic thoughts.
His voice was soft.
After all, it was spoken in Mitsuha's voice, which gave it a sense of temporal and spatial dislocation.
However, I gradually accepted this fact.
His current situation is somewhat like a first-person role-playing game.
The experience was amazing.
After he read the entire ancient poem aloud in Chinese.
The entire class suddenly fell silent.
Mitsuha, floating in the air, stared at him with her mouth agape in disbelief.
Not to mention...
She's a classmate who knows Mitsuha very well.
Hayato Sayaka, who was behind her, stared wide-eyed as if she were seeing Mitsuha for the first time.
Is that still Mitsuba?