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

The zelkova tree outside the window is lush and green, blocking people from a large area of ​​​​the afternoon sun.

Now is a good time for the zelkova trees to grow. It is not too hot at noon to curl the leaves, and it is not so cold at night that the veins are damaged by frost.

So taking advantage of the opportunity, the zelkova trees grew crazily.

If you stand on the third floor and don't press your face against the glass, you won't be able to see the treetops.

"Sure enough, I'm still far behind..."

At this time, in an activity room on the third floor, the young man was talking in a self-deprecating tone.

Hanayamain Chiyo didn't speak, but just looked at the boy as if he was meeting him for the first time.

"Kyomiya-san is very strange. Very few people would admit their shortcomings so generously."

After a long time, Hanashanyuan Chiyo slowly spoke.

"Even if there is, the pride in words cannot be concealed. It seems that speaking out about one's shortcomings is a huge thing to be proud of."

"But Kiyomiya-san didn't do that. It was just like saying good morning."

"Maybe I'm just trying to talk too fast?"

Hanashanyuan Chiyo shook his head gently and was about to speak.

But at this time, there was a knock on the door of the activity room.

Opening the door, it turned out to be Yuka Hazuki.

Usually she was the second one to come to the club, but today, she was the last one.

"Exit...good afternoon, senior sister from Huashan Academy and classmate Qingmiya."

The voice was as quiet as ever, but the room was quiet and both of them heard it.

"Good afternoon, Hazuki-san."

After getting the reply, Hazuki Yuka took off her shoes and walked in.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Huashanyuan."

Taking the tea, Hazuki Yuka thanked her softly.

Hanayamain Chiyo stood up and took out a box from the cupboard.

"Cookies, let's eat them together."

Qing Gongfeng picked up a biscuit and stuffed it into his mouth. Suddenly, the rich aroma of butter melted on his tongue.

It goes perfectly with black tea.

"Are our clubs going to become like the Service Club and Light Music Club, a club that only knows how to drink tea and eat snacks?"

"Ministry of Service?"

Hanazhanin Chiyo was a little confused. She knew about the Qingyin Club, but what was the Service Club?

"That's a club in anime."

Hazuki Yuka answered this question for Qing Gongfeng.

"Oh?"

Qing Gongfeng became somewhat interested.

"So Hazuki-san also watches spring things?"

"...Hmm...Isn't it weird?"

"...Watching anime or something..."

Hazuki Yuka lowered her head again, she had already begun to regret saying those words.

"Weird? What's so strange about it? It's a big plus in boys' minds, okay?"

Qing Gongfeng gave a thumbs up.

"Yes... is it?"

Hazuki Yuka unconsciously wrapped her fingers around the tips of her hair, obviously feeling a little uneasy.

"of course."

"By the way, Hazuki-kun, do you think the teacher will choose Yukino or Dango in the end?"

The Harmono anime in this world has only come out in its second season, which means that except for the author, people don’t know what the ending of Harmono will be.

"Or to put it another way, Hazuki-san, are you a Yukino Party or a Dango Party?"

"Tuanzi! I support Tuanzi!"

When talking about her favorite anime, Yuka Hazuki’s voice finally became louder.

"Actually, I know who the teacher chose in the end."

Qing Gongfeng smiled mysteriously.

"Really? But the anime is not over yet. How did Kiyomiya-san know about it?"

Hazuki Yuka looked curious.

"I have special channels. Hazuki-san, do you want to know whether Yukino or Dango won in the end?"

"I don't think so...don't think so!"

Yuka Hazuki shook her head very hard.

"Finally, the great teacher chose..."

Qing Gongfeng deliberately slowed down his tone.

"Ahh! Qingmiya-san, don't say that!!!"

Yuka Hazuki covered her ears.

"Hahaha, don't worry, Hazuki-san, I don't know the ending either."

"Eh?"

"This is the Yukino Party's provocation against the Tuanzi Party."

Qing Gongfeng blinked.

"Well... Kiyomiya-san is a heretic."

Hazuki Yuka's cheeks were bulging. In order to protect the best dumpling in her heart, she had to stand up and resist.

"Duango is the final destination of the great teacher. Yukino is only leading by a slight advantage now."

"Then we will wait and see."

He remembered that Yukino in the other world was the ultimate winner. If the spring objects in the two worlds were the same, Yuka Hazuki and her gang would be completely defeated.

On the side, Chiyo Hanashanyin looked at Qing Gongfeng with something strange.

What she just said was a bit conservative.

Qing Gongfeng was not only very calm when he admitted his shortcomings, but also when he lied now.

It's like saying good morning just now, and now saying good afternoon.

If it weren't for her special abilities, she might not even be able to tell whether Gong Feng was telling the truth or a lie.

Hazuki Yuka didn't notice at all, but her interest was aroused by Qing Gongfeng's few words. She usually didn't see her talking so much at once.

Hanayamain Chiyo had to admit that this was also a special ability that she did not possess.

From this point of view, Qing Gongfeng is an object worthy of her long-term observation.

Withdrawing his gaze, Hanayamain Chiyo lowered her head to read again.

The activity room returned to calm.

From time to time, the sound of turning pages can be heard, announcing the presence of humans here.

Rather, this is the daily life of the Tea Club, drinking tea, reading, and occasionally chatting.

All three of them like reading.

Chiyo Hanayamain prefers traditional novels, Kaede Kiyomiya is reading the original French novels according to the dictionary recently, and Yuka Hazuki prefers light novels, but will not reject traditional novels.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to change the name of this club to Reading Club, but it’s just a name, whatever it is is fine.

There are two tables and a cupboard in the activity room. There are bookshelves on the cupboard. There are books placed here by Chiyo Hanayamain. There are many kinds of books. At least the books Qing Gongfeng wants to read can be found here.

A low-legged table was placed across the middle of the activity room. If you wanted to sit down, you could only sit on the tatami. Although there was no rule saying that you had to sit upright, it was still a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, there is a square wooden table next to the window. I can't tell what kind of wood it is, but it must be a bit old.

If you stroke along the grain of the wood, you can sometimes touch a few deep or shallow ravines, which are traces of time.

Qing Gongfeng likes to bring a chair and sit here. If he is tired from reading, he can just turn his head and see the green outside the window.

Occasionally, an unknown bird would land on the treetop. Qing Gong Feng stared at it with his big eyes. The bird wanted to open its mouth and sing to break the calm, but Qing Gong Feng waved his hand and drove him away.

The sky outside the window is extremely clear, and the white clouds are blown by the breeze, moving slowly, like an old cow in the rice fields of the water town, walking slowly, one step at a time.

It felt like we were in the middle of summer, but there were a few cicadas chirping.

Close the book.

Let’s go back to my hometown in Kyoto during the summer vacation.

The young man thought to himself.

But why is my head a little dizzy? The boy didn't understand.

Summer in Kyoto, is there anything wrong?

The young man didn't understand either, but he put it behind him in the blink of an eye.

This small thing is like a cicada chirping in the clear summer sky, which suddenly sounds, but is drowned by countless cicadas.

Never hear a cent more.