The girl under the cherry blossoms, her smile is like a flower

Qing Gongfeng stepped off the tram, looked around, picked up his cell phone and made a call.

The call was quickly connected.

A cool voice came from the headphones.

"Where are you?"

A concise yet powerful voice, no one can combine these two characteristics so well except the proud Chiyo Hanazhanin.

"I was in the flashing neon lights, watching pedestrians shuttle through the night, and talking to my dear minister."

"..."

"Go north at the large intersection of Hongo-[-]-chome."

Before Chiyo Hanashanyuan could speak, Qing Gongfeng quickly answered.

"Dongda?"

"Hmm~ Who knows."

Although the destination this time has been guessed, this does not prevent Qing Gongfeng from keeping it a little mysterious, although it is no longer necessary.

"Wait."

The call was hung up, Qing Gongfeng put away the phone and listened to music.

After rejecting invitations from "two waves of hot blonde girls, two waves of more serious-looking girls, and three waves of college students or people from society," Qing Gongfeng finally waited for Chiyo Hanazhanin.

She walked from the black luxury car, the surrounding lights paved the way for her, and the wind swirled around her. The hem of her black dress just reached her ankles, and when the wind blew, it fluttered like a butterfly.

Even though they are hidden in the long skirt, you can still see the girl's slender legs, slender waist, fair arms, and delicate and noble face - all of which release her charming charm.

If 90.00% of people’s eyes were on Qing Gongfeng before Chiyomi Hanayamain came here, then now Chiyo Hanayamain can steal all the attention in an instant just by missing one side - this comes from deep in people’s hearts The pursuit of beauty, and her charm, is unquestionable.

Hanashanyin Chiyo walked towards Qing Gongfeng, step by step, looking at him without blinking.

"Good evening, Mr. Minister."

Qing Gongfeng was already resistant to her charm, and of course, so was her cold gaze.

"Ah."

Qing Gongfeng crossed his arms and looked up and down at the minister.

Hanayamain Chiyo didn't care at all about Qing Gongfeng's gaze, and even lifted the hem of her skirt slightly and swayed it.

"Mr. Minister, I have a question."

Qing Gongfeng raised his hand like a primary school student.

Hanashanyin Chiyo raised her chin slightly, which probably meant - say, or ask. Anyway, Qing Gongfeng was already looking for these sentences that were as concise as possible.

"Is black the minister's favorite color?"

His eyes were full of curiosity, as curious as a primary school student facing the boundless starry sky.

"Ah."

"Then why don't you try white clothes?" Qinggong Kaede imagined Hanazhanin Chiyo wearing a white skirt, "For example, a white long skirt, a white shirt, a white long tube...cough! White shoe."

"White stockings?"

Hanayamain Chiyo looked at Qing Gongfeng and said, with a trace of disgust in his eyes.

"Mr. Minister, you must have heard wrong."

Qing Gongfeng looked convinced.

"Ah."

Hanashanyin Chiyo flipped up her hair and decided not to argue with Qing Gongfeng.

This is a dangerous person, and there is no guarantee that he will set a trap for her at any time. Although he will not fall into the trap, it is still somewhat dangerous.

"Let's go, Minister."

More and more people are looking here. Some people don't move when the light turns green. Some people cross over from the opposite street and stop here.

They can ignore other people's gazes, but that doesn't mean they want to stand here and be watched all the time.

"Ah."

The south wind blew, and they walked towards the north. The distance between the two was neither close nor far. Occasionally, a few strands of hair would touch Qing Gongfeng's arm.

"Mr. Minister, your dear members know that you are not in good health, so they let the wind push us."

Qing Gongfeng said proudly.

"First in grade?"

Hanashanyin Chiyo stopped.

"Huh? Sir, do you even doubt this?"

"He is the first in his grade, but he can even show off such simple geography knowledge."

She sighed, seeming to be worried about the future of her members.

"...Mr. Minister, are you referring to the southeast monsoon blowing from the Pacific Ocean in Neon Summer?"

"Every junior high school student knows something, but Kiyomiya-san still wants to talk about it? Could it be that Kiyomiya-san's brain has regressed to such an extent? That's right, how can a brain with only girls' legs, feet and stockings be smart?"

Under the light, her lips kept opening and closing, and her machine gun-like words made Qing Gongfeng unable to get up.

"..." Qing Gongfeng was silent for a while, "Is this showing off? No, how can this be called showing off? Also, why are you talking about stockings?"

"Mr. Minister, I suspect that you are deliberately looking for trouble, just to take the opportunity to belittle me."

Qing Gongfeng looked at Hanazhanin Chiyo, who was three points more beautiful than the moon in front of him, and said suspiciously.

"Still smart."

Hanayamain Chiyo nodded as if he was a teachable child.

"...Mr. Minister, you really don't hide it at all." Qing Gongfeng wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead.

"Why are you covering up?" she asked, although her tone barely rose, and it was no different from her usual speech.

They continued to walk forward. It was still early. There were many young people on this street, but there were almost no combinations like Qing Gongfeng and Hanayamain Chiyo. They were talking to themselves. They didn't care who passed by. , there are people watching here all the time, and they don’t care.

"Why hide it, that's a good question," Qinggong Kaede thought with the idea of ​​"only wearing girls' legs, feet and stockings" in Hanayamain Chiyo's words.

"In interpersonal communication, speaking more tactfully and smoothly can bring you closer to each other. If every sentence is so straightforward, there is a high chance that the relationship will deteriorate, and it is not impossible to even cut off the contact directly."

Hearing this, Hanayamain Chiyo's eyes moved from the road ahead to his face, to be precise, Qing Gongfeng's eyes.

"Kiyomiya-kun, do you think I should be like this?"

"Ah no, everyone has to have their own characteristics. I think the minister's personality is very good."

"Don't you hate my unabashed speech?"

There was a smile in her eyes, or maybe there wasn't. It was a dark night, and even with moonlight and lights, she might have been wrong.

"Hate it? It's better to say that I want the Minister to say more to me like this."

Qing Gongfeng didn't mean to hide it, nor was he shy when speaking.

"...abnormal?"

"Even if you are very good-looking, Minister, using this adjective is still an insult!"

"Didn't Qinggong-san just say..."

She covered her lips, as if she was a little embarrassed to continue saying the following words. It can be seen from Gongfeng's understanding of her that Hanashanyin Chiyo was just too lazy to say these things that both of them knew in their hearts.

"The Minister is indeed too naive. His understanding of people's hearts is slightly inferior to mine, but it is still a level to be proud of."

Qing Gongfeng closed his thumb and index finger, but left a gap in the middle.

His tone was full of pride and ridicule, but these words came out of his mouth, but they would not arouse girls' dislike - thanks to his face, girls would only think that he was extremely confident.

"Oh? But what Qing Gong said just now is obviously the truth."

"Well - there are a lot of people here, all young people."

Qing Gongfeng looked around and sighed, as if he had just come from the countryside to the big city.

"Look, Mr. Minister, there are street performers over there, let's go take a look."

"Humph~"

Hanayamain Chiyo looked at him with a meaningful look, but Qing Gongfeng acted like a normal person, and even felt a little proud in his heart.

I learned this trick from you, dear Minister.

Maybe in the future, the tea society will have to add another rule - change the subject when encountering headwinds.

The city of Tokyo is very indifferent, but it can't stand the fact that it is so close to the entrance of the university. And it turns out that even the University of Tokyo, which has the most academic students per capita, likes to gather together to watch the excitement.

"Singing is good." Qing Gongfeng said.

Chiyo Hanazhanin did not comment.

The two of them stood outside the crowd and listened. Someone in front of them turned their head inadvertently. After seeing the two of them, they were stunned for a moment and then turned back. They pulled their companions beside them and murmured in a low voice.

"Xiongye, I seem to have seen an idol."

"Ah? Where can I find an idol?"

Xiongye, who lived up to his name, spoke a little loudly and looked around.

"Behind, behind." The man covered his face and said, so embarrassing.

"Behind?"

Xiongye looked behind him, but only saw two figures whose master looked very good-looking.

"Is it the two of them? They've already left."

"Ah! What a pity, Xiongye, you didn't see..."

The man said with some pity and some pride.

......

Qing Gong Feng has a good ear, and when he heard the first sentence, he pulled Hanayamain Chiyo away from here.

He just lied. Judging from his lv.4 vocal performance, that person's singing was average, but his courage was commendable.

"Still let go?"

Hanayamain Chiyo looked at Qing Gongfeng's hand on his wrist.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I just did it right away." Qing Gongfeng let go of his hand, with no trace of embarrassment on his face.

At that time, in the Tea Club, my head was touched, and a pull on my wrist was nothing.

"What did they say just now?"

She flipped her hair.

"The boy said to his companion: I seem to have seen an idol."

"That's it?"

"Isn't that enough? Mr. Minister, you didn't hear how loud the boy's voice was. There must have been a lot of people looking back at that time."

They walked about seven or eight meters at that time, but they could still hear clearly.

"Do I care about them?"

Hanayamain Chiyo's confident understatement was as plain as the south wind blowing in summer.

"I know the minister doesn't care about this," Qing Gongfeng said, "but I think it's an insult to call the minister an idol."

With his eyes flickering, Hanashanyin Chiyo looked at Qing Gongfeng without saying a word.

"Of course, I don't mean to look down on idols, but today's idol selection standards are very low. As long as they are good-looking, they don't even need extraordinary talents or good conduct."

Qing Gongfeng considered the words, he looked at the passers-by, the wind blew in his ears.

"The Minister is not only good-looking, but also very talented. Although I don't know how to sing and dance, well, I may not be good at dancing, after all, my health is not good, but my voice is very nice, so I guess I can sing very well too."

Kiyomiya Kaede was talking to himself, completely unaware that they had passed through the Akamon Gate, the gate of the Hongo Campus of the University of Tokyo. Folks say that crossing the Akamon Gate is equivalent to entering Tokyo University.

"Not to mention, I like the character of the Minister very much. He is true, cold and warm, and insists on himself. Such a Minister, when others look at him as an idol, I always feel a little... well, I feel a little guilty."

Qing Gongfeng pondered for a long time before he came up with a more satisfactory sentence.

After saying that, he looked at Hanayamain Chiyo, and Hanayamain Chiyo looked at him. The wind blew between the two of them, bringing a distant singing voice that Qing Gongfeng judged to be very average.

For some reason, Qing Gongfeng felt a little shy. Is it because he revealed his feelings rashly?

He looked away and cleared his throat.

"Ahem! That's it anyway."

"Shy?"

As Qing Gongfeng said, Hanayamain Chiyo's voice is very nice. The tone of this sentence is higher than usual, and it sounds more tactful.

The corners of Hanashanyin Chiyo's mouth raised slightly, but Qing Gongfeng saw it.

"Why are you so shy? Sir, you are just talking nonsense."

"lie."

"...Mr. Minister, please don't use your mind-reading skills here!"

Qing Gongfeng covered her face, feeling quite powerless as she stood naked on the street.

"Mind reading?"

"Ah? Sir, aren't you mind-reading?"

After thinking about what happened before, Qing Gongfeng was a little stunned.

"Isn't it?"

Hanayamain Chiyo's expression at this moment is like that of a little girl, even though she is not very old.

"Then how does the minister tell whether a sentence is a lie?"

Qing Gongfeng asked puzzledly.

"Qinggong-san, do you still remember what I said at noon when I first came to the Tea Club?"

Time moved back, and Qing Gongfeng remembered that it was a day when cherry blossoms filled the courtyard, the breeze was gentle, and the temperature was just right.

"Hanayamain, Hanayamain Chiyo."

"First-year Class B, Qing Gongfeng."

Qing Gongfeng remembered that he received the application form and black gel pen at this time, wondering if such an elegant club had writing brushes.

But the next second, Chiyo Hanashanyuan said:

"There are also writing brushes here."

Qing Gongfeng was surprised at the time, thinking that the mysterious girl in front of him could read minds. As a result, Chiyo Hanazhanin just glanced at him lightly.

"No, Kiyomiya-san is too good at guessing."

After thinking about what Chiyo Hanazhanin said, Qing Gongfeng took a breath and began to doubt himself.

"Is it possible that my thoughts can be guessed so easily?"

The promise was made calmly and with excitement, but in the end there was no progress at all for so many days?

In other words, I don’t know when I have deviated from the path of becoming more and more remarkable?

"No, Qing Gong-san's thoughts are not easy to guess."

Hanayamain Chiyo shook her head, and her hair, which was as long as the second daughter of the Yukinoshita family, spread out like a waterfall.

"Then, Mr. Minister, you..."

"Maybe I can read minds."

Her serious look made Qing Gongfeng know one thing: he didn't know whether he could guess his own thoughts, but he could never guess the thoughts of the girl in front of him.

Qing Gongfeng looked forward, but Chimen, who had been getting closer and closer just now, disappeared from sight, and he couldn't help but look back.

The red door illuminated by the streetlights appeared behind them at some point, and Qing Gongfeng realized that he had gone too far.

The two turned around, facing the south wind, and returned the same way.

Hanashanyin Chiyo thought of what Qing Gongfeng said just now, which was the sentence that he had caught the opportunity to deliberately find trouble.

"Mr. Secretary, your dear members know that you are not in good health, so they let the wind push us."

Now, the wind seems to be blocking the road. What will he say?

Chiyo Hanashanyin looked at Qing Gongfeng.

"Mr. Minister, your dear member knows that you are not in good health, so he specially let the south wind blow in Neon Summer, and wants you to exercise more."

Qing Gongfeng also turned his face to look at her at that moment and said.

Hanashanyin Chiyo suddenly became happy. If there weren't so many people there, she might have lifted up her skirt and twirled around twice.

You see, he always has various reasons to say the right thing at the right time.

So, do you also have the ability to read minds? Kiyomiya-san.