. . . .

Let's assume that the red string she was talking about exists in reality.

didn't look like she was joking.

But Oohara-san

Let's assume I'm tied to a complete stranger.

. . . . . .

. . .

. . . . . .

…

exactly the same as it's been until now—

…It feels complicated. .

Regardless of whether the string is true or not, I'm fine as long as I know she doesn't hate me.

—after she tells me not to stick around any more.

There's nothing I can do about it—

Ah, geez, it's become hard to understand.

She hates me, after all!

. . .

But no, she actually doesn't…

. . . . . .

Come on, stop it!

. . . .

. .

. . . . . .

. . .

Now, change your seats. .

. . . . .

. . .

I'll avoid her according to her wish,

. . . . . . . . . . . . .