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

The crimson-colored sunset smudges everything in the world. It is conceivable that all objects illuminated by the sun will be dyed orange.

Of course, this is not what you can see now.

The time for Neon high school students to finish school is really early, leaving a lot of time for the students to take charge of themselves.

Such as participating in club activities.

Even though there is an exam today, the club activities of Nanamori Academy are still not suspended. Of course, it may be that the scale of this exam is not big enough.

If it were replaced by a joint school exam or a final exam, it would be hard to say.

Along the way, the crisp sound of a baseball bat hitting a baseball reached my ears from time to time.

"Tell me, if I join the baseball club, can I lead them into Koshien?"

Osamu Yamazaki began to daydream.

"No chance. With your physique, you are only responsible for picking up balls and buying water for the seniors."

"Don't be so realistic, Qing Gong, what if I also have the talent to play baseball."

"It's still possible to fall on the stone, you?"

"Your uncle, Qinggong, looks down on me so much. I'm obviously similar in stature to Ishigami."

Osamu Yamazaki refused to admit defeat and stood beside Ishigami Shota and made a few gestures.

"Ishigami, let him see your biceps and make him give up immediately."

"I actually don't have much."

Shota Ishigami said modestly, but still bent his elbows.

Osamu Yamazaki squeezed it unbelievingly, and then touched his biceps, feeling as if the world was shattering.

"Isn't it fake?! We are obviously all otakus."

"Don't underestimate the otaku! It's not just me, Qing Gong's strength is definitely not small either."

"Who would compete with that gorilla?"

Yamazaki Shu curled his lips.

"Yamazaki, do you know what trouble comes from your mouth?"

Qing Gongfeng looked unhappy.

"Gan, I accidentally said what was on my mind and slipped away."

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After the club activities ended, Qing Gongfeng walked towards the student union office.

After all, it is better not to change the decision made, and it is better to apologize as early as possible.

Of course, if you ask why you won't go on Monday, Qing Gongfeng can only say I'm sorry because his memory is really not good.

At the same time, Qing Gongfeng discovered that this kind of forgetting is unreasonable. It is not like memorizing English words. The more you read and think about, the more you will learn them by heart.

But obviously there is no better way at the moment. Reading the notes every once in a while is already the most useful idea.

When we arrived at the student union office, we could see through the window that Mio Shimizu was indeed inside.

She was looking at the document in her hand, her long black hair hanging down. Because her eyesight was so good, Qing Gongfeng saw the girl's gently frowning eyebrows.

Qing Gongfeng knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

"Senior Shimizu, good afternoon."

"Good afternoon, huh?"

Hearing a somewhat familiar voice, Qingshui Mio raised her head, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"Kiyomiya-san?! Is something wrong?"

"Senior Qingshui, do you have time later? I have something to tell Senior Qingshui."

Qingshui Mio was slightly stunned and had some guesses in her mind.

"Okay, but it will take a while."

"Let's wait until senior sister's work is over."

"That might be a little late."

"No problem. Senior Qingshui is busy with her own business first. I'll be fine waiting outside for a while."

Qingshui Mio thought for a while and said again.

"At six o'clock in the evening, if Qinggong-san has time, we can meet in the atrium. Presumably the work will be almost completed by then."

Qing Gongfeng nodded.

"Thank you for your hard work, senior. I'll take my leave now."

"Goodbye Kiyomiya-san."

Shimizu Mio nodded lightly with a soft expression. After speaking, she picked up a form and walked to the other end of the long table to continue working.

Seeing that Qingshui Mio agreed to Qing Gongfeng's request, a boy standing aside turned darker.

The conversation between the two has attracted the attention of students in the entire office, and some girls have begun to whisper.

"This handsome junior seems to have an unusual relationship with President Shimizu."

"That's right, big news."

"Look at Vice President Iwata's face as dark as the bottom of a pot, hehe."

At this point, Iwata Daiki couldn't bear it anymore.

First of all, Daiki Iwata is a senior licker, and secondly, he is a smart man.

He knew very well that if he pursued Mio Shimizu shamelessly, all he would get in return was Mio Shimizu's disgust and alienation. This could be known from the fallen senior.

Even if someone turns into a dog-skin plaster and sticks to Shimizu Mio, it's okay if he doesn't do anything extraordinary, and he may still be able to stay in this school.

Some people whose hearts and heads were blinded by butter were not afraid of death and wanted to force Shimizu Mio to date them. As a result, Iwata Daiki never saw them in school again.

If you think about it lightly, those people may have just dropped out of school. If you think more darkly and realistically, it is not impossible that they were sunk into Tokyo Bay.

Every time he thought about this, Daiki Iwata had to sigh at how smart he was.

Sir, times have changed, and licking dogs must learn to keep pace with the times.

Look at yourself, you advance and retreat in a controlled manner, you have always maintained a distance from the goddess in your heart, you seem to be licking but not licking, you have been restraining yourself as the president's assistant, and finally you are standing in the position closest to Qingshui Mio.

Although the closest distance is probably very far, at least in this school, Iwata Daiki can proudly say that no boy understands Mio Shimizu better than him.

Although Mio Shimizu has never taken the initiative to talk to him about matters outside of work so far, and although in Mio Shimizu's opinion, Iwata Daiki can only be called an acquaintance at best, this does not prevent Iwata Daiki from being complacent about it. .

Because this acquaintance is the only one in Qimori Academy, and there is no other semicolon.

But now, Mio Shimizu, a beautiful ice girl who has always been cold and cold, actually has an expression on her pretty face, while she is talking to another boy.

How could Iwata Daiki not be angry at this?

Grandma Li's was stolen to the Highland Tower without me noticing?

But being angry, Daiki Iwata still held it in and tried his best to put on a kind smile.

"This...um...junior, don't know what to call me?"

Iwata Daiki had a smile on his face and his tone was casual and friendly. He was not at all arrogant like a senior would when facing his juniors.

"I'm Qing Gong Feng, I still don't know the senior's name."

Qing Gongfeng replied neither humble nor overbearing.

Iwata Daiki looked kind.

"I am Iwata Daiki, and I am the assistant to President Shimizu. Junior Kiyomiya, you don't have to feel restrained. You can call me Iwata or Daiki."

"Okay, Iwata-san."

Qing Gongfeng smiled back.

Naturally, Kiyomiya Kaede would not directly call him by his name as Iwata Daiki said, otherwise he would get into a fight and say that he did not know etiquette and disrespected his seniors.

Although Qing Gongfeng doesn't care what others think of him, it doesn't mean that he can let himself go.

Being able to restrain your own behavior is also a great thing.

"How is Junior Qinggong's health? I just felt that Junior Qinggong looked familiar. It turns out that I have met him before."

"Don't worry, Iwata-senpai, that's just a special situation."

"That's good. Besides studying hard, you should also have a good body."

Iwata Daiki laughed, but then said in distress.

"Just like these days, President Shimizu and everyone in the student union have to prepare for exams and organize the sports festival. They are really busy. Without good health, they really can't hold on."

Qing Gongfeng listened silently, nodding from time to time.

"When I get home these days, I'm so tired that I don't want to move. I just want to sleep."

"Thank you for your hard work, Iwata-senpai."

Iwata Daiki waved his hands and looked unconcerned.

"No matter where, compared to me, the president is the one who works the hardest. Sometimes I just hate that I am not capable enough and can't help the president more."

"By the way, I just heard that Junior Qinggong has something to say to the president, so why not say it here."

Iwata Daiki had an easy-going tone and a friendly smile, as if he said it casually.

"The president works so hard, so let her have a good rest after work. Are you right, Junior Qinggong?"

After so long of preparation, has the main story finally begun?

Faced with Iwata Daiki's "special concern".

Qing Gongfeng felt peaceful in his heart.

Some even wanted to laugh.