Araki left the infirmary when Hisa and Rem arrived. The prizes were awarded and I saw everyone leaving the school through the window.

"How are you feeling, Su-chan?" Rem asked me.

"A lot better," I smiled.

The awkwardness just now made me forget about the pain, to be honest…

"Great!" Hisa said happily. She then bent forward with a smirk on her face to whisper at me, "Did anything happen?"

My face flushed and I looked away from them. "W-What do you mean did anything happened?"

Hisa and Rem gasped. "It did!" they shouted.

"Tell us everything!" Rem requested, getting extremely close to my face. Our eyes made contact for a moment before I looked down, thoughtful.

Everything? Even I don't know what happened.

"Please!" Rem begged.

I sighed and replied, "He told me he likes me." My voice quivered from the embarrassment; I couldn't believe what I was saying.

They squealed and covered each other's mouths with their hands.

"And what did you reply?!" Hisa asked after moving Rem's hand away from her mouth.

"T-That I think I like him too…." I covered my face with my hands.

Can I disappear now?

"You think?" Hisa remarked sarcastically. "Whatever, it's not the time to nitpick. You actually told him!"

"Why are you so surprised?" I asked her. "Did you think I wouldn't tell him?"

"Well…" she smiled nervously.

"Wait, did you know I liked him?"

"It was quite obvious," Rem replied.

"Yeah… I've realized my expressions and reactions reveal too much of what I'm thinking," I giggled.

Is that a good thing or a bad thing from swapping bodies?

"So, you're dating now," Hisa grinned.

"N-No! We just confessed to each other and stayed silent for an hour," I replied.

"An hour? It's just been around ten minutes since you came here," Rem replied.

"Ten minutes? Really?"

"Wait, you stayed silent for ten minutes?" Hisa asked.

I nodded and Hisa sighed. "You confessed to each other and the first thing you do is staying silent for ten minutes?"

"I know, I get it… I didn't know what to say or even think. I still don't," I replied. "What if it happens every time we see? I don't want it to be awkward."

Hisa looked at me for a few seconds. "What can you do? I'll teach you a bit about it since you're a novice at this."

"Huh? So you're an expert," I replied sarcastically. "Even though I haven't seen you with anyone since middle school."

She blushed and coughed exaggeratedly. "Kozue Suzuka!" she shouted and lifted her arm to point at me. "You have to ask him out!"

"Me? Isn't it supposed to be the other way around?" I asked, puzzled.

At least the TV shows my dad watches always make it look like that.

"And we have just the perfect plan!" Hisa added.

"Plan?"

I don't like this…

The doctor arrived after a few minutes. He bandaged my ankle and gave me a pill for the pain since it was already getting back to normal. We left the infirmary and walked to the station at the town slower than normal to let my ankle heal.

We got off the train after thirty minutes of Hisa and Rem planning the perfect way for me to invite Araki. They walked away together in the opposite way and I headed home still limping a little.

The wind cooled down the sun while at its highest. Pink petals from the cherry blossom still flew around the streets. I walked under the shadows every time I could and deeply breathed the refreshing breeze.

I'll never get tired of the sunny and cold days.

I arrived home after twenty minutes.

Finally! I really need to rest my ankle. Hm?

A small, gray car that I had never seen before was parked outside and I decided to inspect it before stepping inside the house.

It's a nice car.

"Sis!" Yu opened the front door and shouted right before I could grab its handle.

"Yu-tan!" I shouted back. She jumped and hugged me tightly. "Yu-tan, that's a little too tight…" I said, out of breath.

"Oh, sowwy!" she giggled. "Quick! Big sis' friend is here!"

Friend?

She pulled me inside and I stumbled on the slope, "I'm going, I'm going!"

I closed the door behind me and left my bag and shoes at the entrance while Yu-tan ran to the living room.

"Niku, big sis! Sis is here!" she shouted.

"Miku, not Niku, Yu-tan!" Makoto said, embarrassed, trying to correct Yu.

I arrived at the living room to see the woman sitting beside Makoto trying to hide her laugh, but it was still obvious. Yu laughed along.

"Su-chan, you're back," Makoto said. The woman next to her looked at me and a feeling of resemblance hit my brain.

Why does she look familiar? And she looks mature and pretty.

"Su-chan, she's Miku, my coworker," Makoto said. "Miku, she's Su-chan, my little sister."

"My name's not Su-chan! And Yu-tan is our little sister!" I yelled at Makoto. "Ah, sorry! My name is Kozue Suzuka, I'm Makoto's sister. Nice to meet you," I bowed and greeted Miku.

"Nice to meet you too, Suzuka. I'm Miku, Makoto's coworker. You don't need to be so polite," Miku smiled.

She's too pretty!

"And we just got off work, it's tiring being polite all the time," Makoto added.

"Well, you're a beast with no manners, so it's normal you get tired," I said.

"Huh?! And what about your manners, Freckles?!" Makoto yelled back.

"What do my freckles have to do with this?!"

Our dad walked in from the kitchen. "Girls, please behave in front of our guest," he said in a light voice.

"Yes, dad," Makoto and I responded at the same time.

"I'm sorry, they are always mean to each other, but that's how they show their love," he said to Miku.

Makoto and I looked away in opposite directions to avoid eye contact.

I always hide them with makeup because they look ugly…

"A lot of love…" dad said.

"Don't worry, it's actually fun," Miku smiled.

Dad returned to the kitchen. I sat on the floor along with Yu on the other side of the table, in front of Makoto and Miku. "Do you have siblings? Do you always fight with them too?" I asked Miku as I sat.

Makoto choked on the tea she was drinking and stuttered between coughs, "S-Su-chan! You shouldn't—"

"It's alright," Miku interrupted Makoto and took a sip from her cup. "I don't have siblings. Well, I have, but I left home a few years ago. It's only me now," she smiled.

Yu walked behind Makoto and slapped her on the back. "Look at birds, look at birds!"

"I see… Sorry if I was rude," I apologized.

"You were. You shouldn't ask that stuff so casually," Makoto added.

"But you did the same thing when we met," Miku said to Makoto.

"Oh?" I uttered and stared at Makoto scornfully. She looked down and hid her face under her short, brown hair.

Miku chuckled and then stared at me. "Your hair looks nice, Suzuka. Can I ask why do you dye it red?"

"My hair?" I asked, confused. I instinctively grabbed my ponytail and pulled it in front of me to see it. "I just like the color."

Makoto and I looked at each other for a second.

"Really? It matches very well with your tan skin and green eyes," Miku replied.

"Thanks. Your hair is really pretty too, looks very smooth and dark," I smiled.

"Thank you," she smiled back.

"By the way, why are you here?" I asked.

"I bought too much stuff for mom and dad and she offered to drive me here," Makoto replied.

Miku nodded. "She also told me a certain someone's birthday is getting close, so I decided to buy a gift."

"Me! My birthday! Gift!" Yu shouted cheerfully.

"Let me get it from my car," Miku said and stood up.

"Me go too!" Yu shouted as she ran behind her.

"Is it okay for her to go out?" Miku asked us.

"It's fine, she doesn't do anything without permission," Makoto responded.

"That's impressive," Miku said. "Okay, follow me, Yu-tan."

"Yay!"

Yu and Miku walked out of the house. Makoto took a sip from her tea as we remained silent for a bit. "Why didn't Haruma-dono drive you?" I asked her.

"He was too busy to take a break and he works until night," she replied. "We need to work even harder now that we have a wedding to plan. And stop calling him like that."

"Right, your wedding. When is it?"

"I just told you about it one week ago. Weddings take months or even years to plan them perfectly."

"That sounds like too much bother."

"What? You don't want a wedding when you get married? You finally like someone, right?"

"I-It's not like I don't want a wedding! I just said it sounds like too much stress," I replied, blushing.

Makoto took another sip and exhaled. "I finally can tease you with it. How was the egg hunt, by the way? Were you with him the whole time?"

My heart skipped a beat. The first thing that came to my mind was our confession. "A bit…"

"Really?" she grinned evilly.

"What?" I asked her.

I know that smile… Oh, I just remembered I need to kill Hisa.

"Nothing," she replied and took another sip. "How's your ankle?"

I stayed silent for a couple of seconds. "It's fine, it just ached a little."

Makoto sighed. "I know we've told you this too many times already, but please take care of it if you don't want it to get worse."

"I know. I will…," I replied.

"Sis, big sis, look!" Yu shouted as she arrived in the living room. "Red bear!" she said, holding a brown, plushie bear, and ran to us.

"That's awesome!" I replied.

"Yeah! Did you thank Miku?" Makoto asked Yu.

"Ah! I forgot!" she shouted and ran back to Miku, who just arrived. "Thank you for the gift, Niku!"

"Miku, not Niku!" Makoto yelled.

"You're welcome," Miku smiled.

Yu ran to the kitchen to tell dad and then ran to our room to play with it. Miku sat down on the floor again and said, "I know she's a child, but she keeps saying the bear is red, but it's brown."

"We know," Makoto replied. "She struggles a bit with colors."

"Oh, I see…"

Silence encompassed the room for a moment. "Do you know what you'll get for her, Su-chan?" Makoto asked me.

I took a few seconds to reply, "I have an idea."

We chatted for a few more minutes and then ate. Miku and Makoto returned to their office and I also went to work, as usual on Sundays. The rest of the afternoon went by and I got back home with my ankle still aching a little. I rested for the rest of the day the most I could since I knew the next day was going to be heavy.

The morning flew and it was almost break time when a voice spoke through the school's speakers, "All teachers currently in class, please begin the class president election and make sure to finish before the break. Thank you."

Everyone in the class started to chat with each other about it. "Su-chan, will you nominate yourself for president?" Rem asked me, sitting on her desk behind me.

"I don't think so, I'm not that popular," I replied. "What about you?"

"Sounds like too much stress," she responded.

"Yeah, maybe."

I already tried to be the class president for the last two years but only my friends voted for me.

"Silence," the teacher shouted in a deep voice that echoed through all the commotion. Everyone stopped talking.

"It's been two weeks since your third year started so the mandatory waiting is over, even though you've already spent two years together. Let's get directly to the point because we don't have too much time. Who wants to nominate themselves?"

No one dared to raise their hand, except for someone, "I do, Tokugawa-sensei," Tsuga responded and stood up. Murmurs spread around the classroom.

"You want to be president again, Tsuga-san. Commendable," Tokugawa-sensei said.

Again? It's actually admirable he still wants to have all that burden.

"Thank you," Tsuga replied.

"Very well," Tokugawa said and wrote down Tsuga's name on the board. "Anyone else?"

A few more students also nominated themselves or were nominated by their friends, some seriously and other ones as a joke. However, the voting was held and Tsuga won by an overwhelming majority. I also voted for him, maybe because we were used to him being the president.

"Splendid," Tokugawa said. "The president for the third-year, class B is Tsuga Hisaki."

The class applauded ordinarily. "Now, about the vice president," he added. "Who wants to work along Tsuga-san?"

A few girls raised their hand, but Tsuga quickly asked the teacher, "Tokugawa-sensei, may I suggest someone I think will be perfect for this role?"

"Go ahead," he answered.

"Thank you very much," Tsuga said as he started to turn his head towards me.

Oh no.

"I want to suggest Kozue Suzuka-san be our vice president."

My chest sunk when I heard my name. Everyone started to murmur around.

Why me?!

"Why her, Tsuga-san?" Tokugawa asked.

"Because she's charismatic, responsible, gets along with everybody, and she's the first place of the grade."

"Oh," the class uttered in surprise as they looked at me. I could feel the gaze of the girls piercing my soul.

"Those are nice characteristics indeed," Tokugawa added. "Kozue-san, do you want to be the class vice president?"

Contrary to before, my heart started to beat extremely fast.

What do I answer?! I wanted to be president, but I feel overwhelmed now that I have the opportunity. Maybe it's best I refuse.

"I—"

"Say yes!" Hisa whispered, sitting next to me.

"You always wanted this! And you're the best choice!" Rem whispered behind me.

I looked at my right and Kawahara looked at me. She nodded.

I can't believe I'm doing this…

"Yes, I want to be the class vice president," I answered to Tokugawa.

"Very well," he said. "Does anyone have any complaints about Kozue-san or wants to postulate themselves?"

The class remained silent; who would oppose Tsuga's suggestion?

"Splendid," Tokugawa said. "Tsuga Hisaki-san and Kozue Suzuka-san will be the class president and vice president."

Everyone clapped again, but the girls did it with less energy; negative energy. The break arrived and Hisa and Rem ran out of the classroom, looking at me and waving at me to follow them.

After chatting with them, I headed to the garden where Kawahara, Araki, and I decided to meet after losing access to the laboratory, determined to follow Hisa and Rem's plans to ask him out. I arrived and saw Narumi standing next to them right before I asked Araki and I hid my hands behind me.

After a short discussion, we somehow ended up studying at the library together; Araki, Kawahara, Narumi, Tsuga, Tarō, and me.

"By the way, Kozue-san, Araki-san, are you two dating?" Tarō asked.

Araki and I froze in place.

"W-What are you asking, Tarō?!" I replied, blushing. "We just met two weeks ago! How can we decide to date that fast?"

"She's right," Araki added, with his cheeks a bit pink.

"Yeah, I guess that's true," Tarō giggled, scratching his head. Everyone else looked at us suspiciously.

We convinced Tarō but not anyone else! We should change the topic as fast as possible.

I laughed nervously while reaching for a pen on the table with my left hand, but I felt something warm. I looked down and saw Araki's right hand under mine reaching for the same pen.

Oh no.