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

Qing Gongfeng tidied up, then walked out again with an umbrella.

It was a coincidence. If Hazuki Yuka's message had been sent an hour and a half earlier, he really wouldn't be able to spare time, and the same would be true tomorrow.

Because it's not far from the Koishikawa Botanical Garden, you can vaguely smell the smell of earth and grass in the air you breathe, mixed with the faint smell of fireworks unique to big cities. The smell can only be described as good or not bad.

It's late June, and all kinds of flowers are about to bloom. Nowadays, the only common ones in Tokyo are hydrangeas that bloom later and roses that bloom every month.

Most of the hydrangea festivals in various places have ended, but Neon is known as the eight million gods, various shrines are built everywhere, and various festivals are emerging one after another. The ones that are more relevant to people are the Flower Festival, where you can enjoy the flowers, and the Summer Festival, where fireworks explode in the midsummer night.

However, summer festivals are mostly held in early August, which is during the summer vacation, so it’s a good time to come.

In the past, Kiyomiya Kaede always went shopping with Rina Chinatsu. How many more people will be able to attend this year's summer festival?

Maybe.

Thinking of this, Qing Gongfeng walked on the still wet road and sighed at the passage of time.

In the past, his views on Rina and Chinatsu were very clear, that is, they were childhood sweethearts who were destined to be together in the future, and a somewhat arrogant younger sister in adolescence.

But now, the first one has become a fact, and the second one has also become a fact, but this "Onii-chan" is mostly shouted out when Chinatsu teases him.

Qing Gongfeng's eyes were clear and his steps were brisk.

There is no point in thinking too much. There is only one way to make this kind of established thing work, and that is to move forward.

If you keep walking, if things don't work out, it can only be said that you haven't gone far enough.

As the Minister said, there are two things I lack, freedom and courage.

Let’s talk about freedom first. In life, you are led by various things, and it is never as simple as opening your mouth to speak. There are many ropes tied behind Qing Gongfeng. If you want to pursue freedom, you can only cut off this rope, otherwise you can only talk. .

But Qing Gongfeng needs this rope to hold him from behind, so it's naturally impossible to cut it off, and naturally there's no freedom.

Qing Gongfeng understood this, and so did Hanayamain Chiyo, so he said this without any concealment on that morning without the morning sun.

From Qing Gongfeng's point of view, among the people he has seen, only Hanayamain Chiyo is a truly free person. He is like a cloud with no fixed abode in the sky. Such a person will not be able to jump off the Skytree one day. Surprising.

Qing Gongfeng is trying to make this free man unfree. There is always a place for clouds in the huge sky. Even if there is not one in the sky, there will be one on the ground.

As for courage, let’s not mention it. That day, he only dared to ask Hanayamain Chiyo to put on white knee-high socks, but did not ask for knee pillows and other requirements.

While thinking about things, Qing Gongfeng walked into the botanical garden without stopping.

Just now, Hazuki Yuka reported that she was waiting for the fat orange cat. It must have been past lunch time, and she was worried that Fat Orange would be hungry, so she rushed here after work.

Sure enough, not far away, in the woods, in front of Fat Orange's cabin, squatted a girl, stroking the belly of Fat Orange Cat with her hands.

"Hazuki-san." He called out.

Hearing the sound, Hazuki Yuka stood up quickly, along with Fat Orange underneath, and meowed at Qing Gongfeng. She seemed to see a few slices of bacon slowly walking towards her.

"Kiyomiya-san, you're here." Yuka Hazuki, who was wearing white short-sleeved shirts and light blue suspenders, smiled shyly at Qingmiya Feng.

"Well, good afternoon, Hazuki-san, and Xiaoju."

Qing Gongfeng smiled at her and nodded, then squatted down and rubbed her orange cat friend hard.

"Meow~"

Fat Orange uncharacteristically rubbed his head against Qing Gongfeng's trousers. Why? It must be that the bacon hasn't reached his mouth yet.

"Why are you so obedient today? I don't have bacon for you to eat right now." Qing Gongfeng let out a light sigh and was about to rub it a few more times when he saw his orange cat friend turning around, facing him with his butt, and twisted away in twos and twos. .

"..."

The warm atmosphere came to an abrupt end. Qing Gongfeng's hand went empty. He looked at Yuka Hazuki innocently, speechless.

Hazuki Yuka couldn't hold back her laughter immediately, but in order to take care of Qing Gongfeng, she still covered her mouth, but her bright eyes under her glasses curved into crescents.

"Hazuki-san, look, Xiao Ju is a bit too snobbish. When he heard there was no bacon to eat, he wouldn't even let him touch it."

Qing Gongfeng pointed at Fat Orange lying in the wooden house and complained.

"Well -" Hazuki Yuka drawled, unable to hide the smile inside, "Could it be that Qinggong-san has thought wrong? Xiaoju may have been full, and she just wanted to get close to Qinggong-san when she saw him. ?”

"It's possible, but based on what I know about this fat orange, it's probably not the case. It's been like this many times before."

"is it?"

Hazuki Yuka put her fingers to her lips and tilted her head to ask, looking a bit playful.

"Of course, you let me touch it every time you eat bacon."

"Well -" Hazuki Yuuka thought for a long time, but she couldn't think of any other explanation, but when she thought of Xiaoju turning her head away coldly after eating the bacon given by Qing Gongfeng, she found it very interesting. .

It's like a kind father and a leaky little cotton-padded jacket - his daughter, but Xiaoju is very close to him...

Wait, why do we look more and more like a family of three?

Hazuki Yuuka's face suddenly became strange, and her ears turned red. She glanced at Qing Gongfeng, and then at Fat Orange lying in the wooden house. She was speechless for a while.

Qing Gongfeng stood up and was a little confused after noticing the strangeness of Ye Yue's flowers.

Did he say something wrong just now?

It seems that there is not. Qing Gongfeng has a good memory. He savored the conversation just now in a short period of time and still found no problem.

All I can say is don’t guess at women’s thoughts, jk, of course they belong to women too.

"Why did Hazuki-san get off work so early today?"

He changed the subject. Although he didn't know what was wrong, changing the subject was definitely the right choice.

"...Ah, well, I asked the store manager for leave, so I can rest for the afternoon."

Hearing Qing Gongfeng's shout, Ye Yue Yuhua reacted with a soft cry, but her eyes were averted, and she was a little afraid to look into Qing Gongfeng's eyes.

"Where do you work and how much is your hourly wage?"

"It's not far from the station, and the hourly wage is 1200."

"Sounds good, was it hard?"

"Hmm~" Hazuki Yuka shook her head. After a conversation, her mood calmed down. "It's a bit hard when there are many customers, but the store manager sister is very kind to me."

The two of them were talking as they walked. Fat Orange, who was living behind him, watched the two of them leave, wagging his tail as if saying goodbye.

Kiyomiya Kaede remembers that the minimum hourly wage in Tokyo is 980 yen. Working part-time at a convenience store, he can earn 1200 yen per hour, which is quite reasonable.

"This way, after Hazuki-san's novel is published, I won't have to continue working in a convenience store."

"Publishing is still a bit hard to say..."

Mentioning her novel, Hazuki Yuka became a little unconfident again, even though Qing Gongfeng and several people from the tea club praised it.

"Hazuki-san." Qing Gongfeng stopped her.

"Ok?"

Hazuki Yuka turned her face and stared at Qing Gongfeng's face.

"...It's okay, I just wanted to shout a few times."

Qing Gongfeng looked away. He originally wanted to ask her if she was afraid of failure. After all, novel submissions also require thresholds. This threshold refers not only to the writing and plot of the novel, but also to the contemporary nature, that is, the editor will review the book. Not in line with the market.

If it is not in line with the market, there is a high probability that there will be no good results. Even if it is published, the first batch of releases will not be too many, and the recommendation will not be too strong.

I just thought that it would be a bit unpleasant to say depressing words before I even started, so it would be better to give some hints in a subtle way, or to console myself after the manuscript is rejected.

Of course, if you can pass it on the first try, that would be the best thing.

"Um......"

Hazuki Yuka nodded in confusion, but she began to think in her heart, wanting to call herself a few times, what does this mean?

"Ah, the tram is coming, let's get there quickly."

Qing Gongfeng looked into the distance and reminded.

"Uh-huh."