It was easier to transfer to the second year with friends, even when the tasks became more difficult, and after a month of summer holidays you did not want to study at all. It wasn't so difficult next to Satoru, Suguru and Shoko, whom you managed to make good friends with during the first year. After all, Tokyo Jujutsu High has always had a small number of students with it.

The summer heat, the singing of cicadas, an irresistible desire to prolong the rest that has ended... You spent your time in Suguru's room, playing board games with him in the evenings or playing cards, often Satoru was with you, who was always in trouble even in a normal game, but he, tired, went to his room, and you stayed in a small dorm room that belonged to Suguru.

"Is it hot?" the guy is interested, looking at how you were sitting on the floor by the wide-open sliding paned windows of his room, enjoying the more or less cool night air.

He sat down next to you with his hands on his knees and took a deep breath, "if it's hot, you should stop wearing such tight clothes," Suguru whispered, leaning into your ear.