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

"It looks pretty good," Hanayamain Chiyo looked back at the sky outside the window and shook her head slightly, "but the environmental requirements cannot be met."

Several people agreed that if it were a month earlier, that would be the best time, but there was no way, no one could predict the future.

"It's not a bad idea to be a backup plan. This kind of fateful encounter is the best way to touch the hearts of boys who like two-dimensional people."

Qing Gongfeng tapped his fingers on the table rhythmically, his voice neither urgent nor slow.

"It's easy to meet but hard to get along with, Hirase-san, have you ever thought about how to get along with Aoyama-san?"

Hirase Ami was stunned for a moment. She thought of the previous way of getting along, and nodded hesitantly, but in the end she still did not lower her head.

"Before, Aoyama-san and Hirase-san were in the same class, and they were next to each other. All they had to do was turn their heads when talking. But it is different now, and the way of getting along must also change."

"I can assist Yami-chan."

Koike Hisae spoke at this time, which made Qing Gongfeng think of him. Koike Hisae is a green tea, and with her in the middle to liven up the atmosphere, getting along with him shouldn't be a problem.

"Actually, you don't have to insist on meeting in school," Qing Gongfeng looked at the time, lunch break was about to end, "Aoyama-san likes Two-dimensional, so the bookstore is a must-go place. You can create chance encounters in the bookstore."

"By the way, in order to have something to talk about when we get along in the future, Hirase-san can try to get in touch with Two-dimensional. It can be anything from light novels to anime. Hazuki-san knows this better."

Hirase Ami looked at Hazuki Yuka next to her with some confusion.

At this time, the bell rang and the lunch break was over.

Qing Gongfeng stood up and said goodbye to the four of them. Before leaving, he glanced at the large TV hanging on one wall of the club room. It was clearly empty three days ago.

This is obviously a foul, Qing Gongfeng was a little stunned, but at the age of 16, he already understood some of the dangers of society and the power of money and power.

However, it must be fun to play games on such a big screen, but I don’t know if the Minister will kick me out.

But probably not, after all, he is the Minister's favorite member.

Thinking like this, Qing Gongfeng glanced at Huashanyin Chiyo, who happened to be looking at him as well. For just a moment, Qing Gongfeng looked away.

Qing Gongfeng just tried to ask Hanashanyin Chiyo with his eyes, and got a positive reply. Of course, the reply was also a look.

So I can drink tea and play games at the tea club in the future?

That's really gratifying.

perhaps?

.............................................

In class, Qing Gongfeng was bored and looked out the window with his chin propped up.

As the weather gets hotter, people tend to feel sleepier. Coupled with the disembodied and hypnotic voice of the history teacher, the sleepiness rises even higher.

Some people have already begun to fall down, wishing to hit a big hole in the desk, such as Osamu Yamazaki.

From the beginning, his face was never raised, and he was clearly haunted by nightmares.

Qing Gongfeng was not sleepy, but he couldn't stand that the lesson sounded really boring, so he turned his head and looked out the window at the dark sky swept by dark clouds.

Maybe today I have a chance to say "faint thunder, hazy sky" to Rina?

He wasn't sure.

The wind blows in the world outside the window, and the green leaves on the cherry trees and ginkgo trees in the atrium are blown swaying, as if they will throw off the shackles of their branches in the next second and become independent individuals.

Even the large chunks of dark clouds in the sky were driven by the wind and pushed darkly in one direction.

It seems to be following some command, but in fact it is just the push and action of the wind.

It's like someone tied a pen to a branch with white paper underneath. As the wind blows, the branches and leaves sway, and the pen moves accordingly, leaving traces on the white paper.

He wanted to know what the tree would tell him, but were they the words of the tree? No, the tree was just a puppet, and the traces on the paper were what the wind wanted to say.

Suddenly, Qing Gongfeng felt a heat rush into his heart, as if something was burning.

Qing Gongfeng felt puzzled. The feeling made him feel a little irritable and inexplicable.

It's more boring than not seeing the little bear in the spring field.

Qing Gongfeng scratched his head and took a few deep breaths before suppressing the boredom.

He looked around and found that the surroundings were no different from before. The history teacher on the podium was still hypnotizing the students. Shota Ishigami was also in a daze looking at the white-haired lolita on the cover of the book. Only Osamu Yamazaki seemed to be unable to bear it. Now, I'm lying on the table to keep company with the nightmare.

Strange, really strange, Qing Gongfeng opened the system page and looked around but found no difference. It was just that the second part of the charm that was divided into four parts had already arrived.

So now my charm is 8.5?

Unable to figure it out, Qing Gongfeng looked out the window again, trying to find the answer amidst the turmoil, but it was doomed to be in vain.

At the same time, on the second floor of the Nanamori Academy teaching building, there is a classroom for second-year students.

Class A of the second year.

Sitting next to the window, the girl was also looking out the window. The window was slightly opened, and from time to time a gust of wind would blow in, blowing the girl's long hair.

The girl narrowed her eyes slightly. She seemed to enjoy the feeling of the breeze blowing on her face. It made her feel that she was free, instead of being tied down by a rope like a kite.

The wind suddenly became stronger and blew the window loudly. The girl was not in a hurry and did not reach out to close the window. She just gathered her long hair that was messed up by the wind.

As if she had a premonition, the girl took out an object that had never left her body from her skirt pocket. Upon closer inspection, she found that it was an amulet.

The fabric on the outside of the amulet is a bit old and has obviously experienced a lot of time. A red string ties the top of the amulet. As for the inside, I don't know what is inside.

"Getting hot? Why?"

The girl held the somewhat warm amulet and was very confused.

This feeling is so similar, the girl has experienced it once, but at that time there was only a warm feeling, like being around the stove in the heavy snow in winter.

It's different than now.

Feeling inexplicably bored.

The girl covered her heart, her eyebrows furrowed, her expression a little solemn.

"Is it Mr. Feng's place?"

The girl looked out the window again.

But this time, with the wind blowing on her face, the girl could no longer feel the freedom of riding the wind.

"Snapped"

Qingshui Mio raised her hand and closed the window, feeling quite uneasy.

Maple Lord......

Qingshui Mio murmured softly, her mind drifting to nowhere.