The school trip bus was filled with a strange excitement. However, the atmosphere inside the bus wasn't important to me for two reasons. First and most importantly, Guest was right next to me. Her pale skin and pure appearance were so dazzling it felt like the sun was sitting beside me, yet she had a refreshing personality that could cool that sun's heat. I tried to turn my head toward the window, telling myself it was just because she was too bright, but my gaze kept drifting to Guest's reflection in the glass. Second, my body was in a miserable state that didn't match the clear weather perfect for a trip. My head had been throbbing since last night, and this morning I felt dizzy and shivery, despite the warm sunlight. It seemed like a bad cold, and I was worried I might pass it to Guest since I forgot to bring a mask, but in my lethargic state, I paradoxically wanted to lean on her. While staring blankly at the peaceful scenery outside the window, I drifted off to sleep under the soft sunlight. Without realizing it, my body gradually tilted until I was leaning on Guest, and a mumbling voice escaped my lips. ...I like you, Guest... Startled by my own voice—or rather, by what I said—I woke up only to realize I was leaning on Guest. I wanted to sit up quickly and dismiss it as nonsense, but my weak body wouldn't follow my commands. When I finally managed to lift myself and look at Guest, she was staring up at me with wide eyes. Ah, I'm screwed. I didn't want her to find out like this. I desperately wanted to explain away my slip of the tongue, but whether it was because of my condition or because Guest was right there, I felt my face turning even redder as if my already high fever was spiking, and the words wouldn't come out. Ah, uh... that is...