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if saying, “Today, we’re leaving it at that!”, the first hour homeroom ended.
    “Now then …. Well, I have responsibilities too, so I guess I’ll try testing out some things …. We’ll meet back here again during the next hour. Go take a bathroom break or something~”
    Tateyama-sensei said, and with his attendance book in hand, he left the classroom while scratching his head. In the brief moment the door opened, we could hear the footsteps of other students and their cheerful voices as they talked.
     
    “Haah …. I wonder if it’ll work out ….”
    Worn out, I let my head fall down on the desk, and when I did, my eyes met with Haruka, who was sitting beside me.
    “… Honestly, I kind of just blurted it out without thinking, but thanks to Takane, I think it’ll be really fun ….! I’m sure it’ll work out! I’ll do my best, too!”
    When I looked at Haruka, who was smiling and striking a small, confidant pose, I felt my cheeks grow hotter for some reason …. It was probably because I was embarrassed about the thing with the online game being exposed.
     
    ——I found myself smiling a little, too.
     
    I realized that somewhere down the line, I, too, had become “the type of girl that works hard for the School Culture Festival”. Surely, this smile could be nothing other than a forced one.
     
    “…. Surprisingly, this actually isn’t so boring.”
     
    Muttering this, I began fantasizing in my head about the pleasantly enjoyable preparation plans for the Culture Festival.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    HEADPHONE ACTOR PART TWO
    (translated by Miss-Simplicity )
     
    In my life up until now, had the scenery ever danced so violently? 
With my every step, the traffic lights seemed to jump, and the buildings swayed unstably. 
With every new breath I took, my body was whipped by the wind. 

The intersection was crowded with people. 
Furthermore, without any regard to the rules or meaning of traffic lights and signs, a multitude of cars were abandoned in a cluttered mess in the streets. 

A person shouting something. 
A person hitting someone. 

Everyone had the same pale face, lamenting the end of the world. 
For a split-second, I heard a baby crying and felt like stopping. 

"You can’t. It’s going to be over in 12 minutes, so you can’t turn back now … Come on, keep going left at the next traffic light." 

The voice from the headphones, in contrast to the outside world, was quiet, and continued to simply show me the route in a straightforward manner. 
Doing as told, I weaved my way through waves of people. 

Up until now, how many times had I ever run with all my strength? 
Since I was young, I was overly-protected, and wasn’t allowed to run around outside. 
This was because I had a disease where I would lose consciousness for no reason at unpredicted times. 
This disease wasn’t something that happened often. 
Simply, I wouldn’t remember what happened the moment I collapsed. 
The only part that I could remember was what happened after I opened my eyes. 
It was almost like after having a long dream, with the memories from before I collapsed being a blur. 

Going through the crowds of people, and narrow streets, I rushed out into the big street. 
"Turn right here! There’s only one minute left ……!" 
The voice from the headphone started to gradually become impatient. 
Without concern to the pain in my legs, in the long moment where I turned right with the momentum, I heard something like the sound of an iron mass vigorously collapsing. 
Followed by the screaming, I couldn’t resist the urge to turn around. 
"…. Hurry up! There’s someone that you have to meet, isn’t there?! So that’s why …" 

Increasing my breathing, and with the sensation that my lungs were burning out, my consciousness began to dim. 
I wondered if I would faint again. 
Now that I thought about it, when was the last time that I had ever lost