Book 7: Prologue: Asamura Yuuta
The solid snow filling the world slowly vanished on the 12th day in February, bringing us to Friday morning. I opened my shoe box with my hands numb from the cold and a voice called out to me right as I changed into my indoor slippers.
“Morning, Asamura.”
When I turned around, I saw my good friend Maru greeting me with a mysterious smile.
“Morning, Maru. No morning practice today?”
“The snow’s forced us indoors, so we stopped early. But you’ve got zero hesitation, eh?”
“Huh?” I didn’t understand what Maru was talking about, so I let out a dumbfounded voice. “What do you mean?”
“I was just admiring how you opened your shoe box without even a moment’s pause.”
“Is that… bad?”
“Normally it wouldn’t be. However… look.” Maru’s gaze wandered towards a boy from the class next to ours.