After lunch—
In the first-year hallway—
Su Yu carried a stack of survey forms while Isshiki Iroha went from class to class, explaining the purpose and distributing them to each class representative.
Once the students filled them out, they would return the forms to their class reps, who would then pass them along to the student council.
From designing the survey to printing and delivering it to each class, the entire process took almost the entire lunch break.
When they were done, Su Yu bought a drink and handed it to Isshiki Iroha.
"Thank you, Senpai," she said quietly.
"No need to be polite." Su Yu patted her on the shoulder.
"Senpai, I wish you were the student council president. I'm honestly a little scared of Yukinoshita-senpai," Iroha muttered as she sipped her drink.
"If I were president, the council might just turn into a weird place," Su Yu replied, glancing out the hallway window.
"Senpai, the council's already weird. It's basically your…" Iroha stopped herself midway.
"My home?" Su Yu guessed after a pause.
Iroha rolled her eyes and turned her head away.
But then Su Yu suddenly stepped closer to her.
Her cheeks flushed as she instinctively backed away—right into the wall.
Su Yu placed a hand on the wall beside her, cutting off her escape.
"S-Senpai…" Iroha pressed her hands against his chest.
"I'm just practicing a kabedon, don't get so flustered," Su Yu said.
"Weren't you trying to…?"
"I was just practicing. Class is about to start. See ya." With that, Su Yu turned and walked off without hesitation.
Iroha stared after him, speechless and dazed.
…
Afternoon
In front of the student council office—
Su Yu had just come from the tennis club when he heard Iroha's voice.
"Yui-senpai, listen to this—Su Yu-senpai totally crossed the line! He used me to practice kabedon during lunch!"
"Eh?" Yuigahama Yui froze in place.
Su Yu opened the door at that moment.
The room fell silent.
Iroha clung to Yui's arm with puffed cheeks.
Yui looked at Su Yu but said nothing.
"Senpai Meguri, have all the surveys from this morning been collected?" Su Yu asked, ignoring Iroha for now.
"Almost all. They're right here," Meguri said, pointing to the stack in front of her.
Only then did Su Yu turn to Iroha.
She immediately felt a bad premonition.
"Iroha, I have a task for you," Su Yu said as he walked toward her.
"Yui-senpai, help me!" Iroha hid behind Yui.
"You'll handle the first-year survey data. Third-year results will be compiled by Meguri-senpai and Ebina Hina. Yumiko and I will take care of the second-year batch," Su Yu said plainly.
"Senpai, I…" Iroha started.
"You don't want to be the next student council president?" Su Yu stared at her.
"…Fine." She gave in, clearly feeling wronged.
Su Yu pulled out the second-year batch and sat next to Miura Yumiko.
Ebina moved to sit beside Meguri.
Iroha, with no choice, walked over to the first-year surveys and sat opposite Su Yu.
"I'll help you, Iroha," said Yui as she stood up.
Before Iroha could respond, Yui sat down beside her.
"Thank you, Yui-senpai," Iroha said sincerely, and the two began working.
Yumiko glanced at Su Yu beside her and seemed to understand something.
…
As the sun began to set—
The survey tallying was complete.
"Meguri-senpai, Iroha—my place is nearby. Dinner's already ready. Want to come over? I'll drive you home afterward—or not, that's fine too," Su Yu offered.
"N-No thanks, I live pretty close too," Meguri said quickly, blushing at the "or not" part.
"Senpai, will you take me home?" Iroha asked, blinking.
"Sure, I'll take you home," Su Yu replied.
"Then I won't hold back," Iroha smiled.
Everyone packed up.
Meguri closed up the office.
Her home really was close—about the same distance from Sobu High as Sakura Dorm was.
Outside the school gates—
"See you tomorrow, Meguri-senpai," the girls said politely.
"See you," she waved back and headed home.
Only after watching her leave did Su Yu and the others head toward Sakura Dorm.
Iroha seemed curious about the place.
When she heard there were still vacant rooms, she immediately asked to move in.
"Sakura Dorm only rents to people who need a room—not clingy underclassmen like you," Su Yu said bluntly.
"But I do need a room. I have a house, sure, but living alone is lonely. I get scared…" Iroha mumbled, avoiding his gaze.
"Oh? Then give me your house key. I'll come keep you company every night," Su Yu said, extending his hand.
"..." Iroha.
Yui and the others said nothing. They knew he was joking.
They were already used to this level of teasing.
…
Back at Sakura Dorm
Tsurumi Saori had dinner ready.
Tsurumi Rumi and Kawasaki Keika were watching TV together.
Kawasaki Saki had gone to work at Future Manga Publishing after picking up her sister.
Shizuka-sensei was in the yard, reading manga while holding the student council cat.
Yes, that cat.
After lunch, she'd spotted the cat and decided to adopt it.
Yukinoshita had no objections—so long as Shizuka left the cat in the student council office during the day and took it home afterward.
When Iroha sat down, she felt like Sakura Dorm wasn't just a dorm—it felt like a home.
Everyone gathered, sharing food like a real family.
Saori took care of Keika. Rumi didn't need much attention anymore.
Iroha sat next to Su Yu, with Hiratsuka Shizuka on her other side. She behaved herself, not asking questions, not talking too much.
After dinner—
Ebina and Yumiko stayed the night, sharing a room with Yui.
Su Yu, on the other hand, left with Iroha.
On the way to the station—
"Senpai, Sakura Dorm has such a nice atmosphere. Everyone feels like one big family," Iroha said softly.
"Are you really living alone?" Su Yu glanced at her.
"Yeah… my house felt too noisy, so I moved out. Living alone's… not bad," she said, eyes lowered.
"Sounds like there's a story there," Su Yu said, eyeing her curiously.
"I'll tell you… someday, when the time's right," she said, smiling.
"If you ever get tired of going home, I can keep you at Sakura Dorm—give you a home," Su Yu said after a pause.
Iroha froze.
Then slowly, she leaned closer to Su Yu.
Notes-You can read advanced chapters in patreon.com/Shadow_D_X, i have finished translating the whole story