Crazy... The wooden sliding door of the gymnasium warehouse was tightly locked with a click.Yumichan, call you here today, you should know what I want to say.Put the warehouse keys borrowed from the group of guys from the Sports Department into my pocket, spending 10,000 yen, and I turned to the girl with my back to me and said with a smile.It was a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a beautiful face, with long soft black hair scattered behind her head, and the incandescent light in the warehouse shone on the long hair that looked like night, reflecting a faint light.