Practical teaching: Starting from the soul traveling through Dragon Garden

Chapter 423 Extra: Paper Flying Under the Blue Sky

After graduating from Koukou Ikusei Junior High School, Ryuen chose to continue his studies at the University of Tokyo. However, surprisingly, the major Ryuen chose was neither the strong subjects of the University of Tokyo, such as physics, medicine, or economics, nor the emerging computer science major, but literature.

On the first day of school, Ryuen was blocked by Horikita at the entrance of the Faculty of Literature of the University of Tokyo and asked, "Why don't you study economics with me?"

Horikita was very angry. She couldn't understand why Ryuen, a businessman, wanted to study liberal arts.

"Well, I'm not really interested. After all, I don't think anyone can teach me anything in this area."

In response to Ryuen's conceited answer, Horikita snorted, "Then there is a teacher in the literature department who can teach you? Are you attracted to a teacher in the literature department?"

Horikita frowned, she seemed to really think this was possible.

"It's only the first day of school and I haven't even met any teachers yet. Your pure slander is just pure slander, Lingyin."

Ryuen walked behind Horikita and squeezed her shoulders. "We're just not in the same major. If you want to see me, you can do so anytime."

Ryuen's voice lingered in Horikita's ears. Since the major had already been decided, and Horikita had no way to change Ryuen's mind and decision, she could only lose her temper, and then accept the reality after being coaxed by Ryuen.

As soon as Horikita left, Shiina Hiyori appeared on the other side and hugged Ryuen's arm.

"You must have arrived a long time ago."

Ryuuen touched Hiyori's head, and her long silver-white hair sparkled.

"Yes, but if Sister Lingyin had seen me just now, she would definitely be even angrier, so I just avoided her."

Hiyori stuck out her tongue. After experiencing those things in high school, Hiyori became more cheerful. When she was with Ryuuen, she was even a little naughty. But most of the time, she was still the quiet girl who loved reading.

The reason why Ryuen chose literature, the girl in front of him is one of the answers.

……

In late autumn, the dusk was tinged, and the ginkgo leaves on the stone road were emitting a warm golden color like honey stains. Hiyori looked down at the tip of her canvas shoes, and the seventh volume of "Remembrance of Things Past" in her arms was unconsciously wrinkled. Ryuen walked half a step to her left, his black uniform jacket was stained with a unique cold breath, and the black ink on his cuffs outlined a landscape painting.

"It takes a thousand years for the light from Beta Orionis to travel that long."

Hiyori suddenly spoke, her voice lighter than the evening breeze blowing through the dead branches.

Long Yuan remembered that they had visited the planetarium together this afternoon, and the tour guide had mentioned this.

In addition, when the staff was explaining the planetarium, Long Yuan pointed to the simulated starry sky and said, "It's as beautiful as your eyes."

Hiyori was a little happy and closed her eyes deliberately: "I want to listen to something more artistic."

“But I like to be straightforward.”

Ryuen took advantage of the moment when Hiyori closed her eyes and kissed her secretly. When Hiyori reacted, Ryuen was already standing next to the commentator. The other students saw Hiyori coming over with a blushing face and had no idea what was going on.

Hiyori twisted Ryuuen's waist.

"What about confession?"

"what?"

"nothing."

The two of them were talking to each other, and Ryuen naturally heard what Hiyori said, but he didn't react for a while. Ryuen, who prided himself on being straightforward, didn't make a formal confession to Hiyori when he was in high school. Realizing this, Ryuen decided to do something.

Ryuuen didn't want to deliberately create some surprises or build up some atmosphere. For the two of them now, all that was missing was a straightforward confession.

Long Yuan stopped walking, and the warm yellow light came from behind him, pulling the shadows of the two people into overlapping silhouettes. When he turned around, the metal buttons brushed against the spine of the book in her arms, and the ringing sound startled the gray dove perched on the old mailbox.

"Hiyori."

Ryuuen pulled off his dark green plaid scarf and stuffed it into her hand, his fingertips brushing across her knuckles which were slightly red from the cold.

"If you feel cold, you don't have to wait for me here."

"It's ok."

Hiyori wrapped half of the scarf around her neck, then patted the bench next to her, motioning for Ryuen to sit over as well.

After Ryuuen sat down, Hiyori wrapped the remaining half of the scarf around Ryuuen's neck, then put her red little hands into her pockets, and Ryuuen's warm big hands were also put in at the same time. In Hiyori's pockets, the two held hands tightly.

Hiyori's breathing hitched - the book on her lap, the library card stuck in "Remembrance of Things Past", every column was filled with books borrowed by "Ryuen Sho".

The clever Long Yuan then realized that those bookshelves that were deliberately adjusted to be level with his line of sight and those academic journals that had their return deadlines quietly extended were all a pantomime carefully woven by a young girl.

Ryuuen lowered his head and rested it on Hiyori's shoulder. The last few ginkgo leaves on the ginkgo tree above his head could not withstand the wind and floated onto Ryuuen's hair.

"Hiyori..."

Ryuen's scent wafted through the scent of lavender shampoo in Hiyori's hair.

A button squeezed out of Hiyori's pocket. It was the button that she lost at the graduation ceremony when she was in Ryuen High School. It was silver-gray in color, with tiny cracks on the edges. Hiyori picked it up hurriedly. The button now lay quietly in her palm like a sleeping moon.

"So Hiyori likes me so much."

Ryuuen smiled faintly. In Japan, the second button on the school uniform has a special meaning. At the graduation ceremony, boys give the second button to girls, which often expresses their love. At the high school graduation ceremony, several girls vied for Ryuuen's button, but in the end they found that the button was gone. Although Ryuuen confessed that he lost it, no one else believed him.

I just realized now that it was in Rihe.

Hiyori pressed the button to her chest, her tears blurring the pine scent left on the scarf.
"sorry."

"Sorry, I do not have it."

Ryuen put his head against Hiyori's head: "I'm not sorry, this button originally belonged to you, I was going to give it to you, Hiyori, I like you, very, very much."

The moment the street lights suddenly came on, Ryuuen's knuckles brushed against her eyelashes, catching a falling tear.

The sound of Ryuuen's Adam's apple vibrating when he spoke was touching, and the tail end of the sound dissipated in his body temperature that was suddenly close to him.

"I also like you very much. No, I love you."

Hiyori heard the sound of book pages falling, heard her own violent heartbeat shattering the dusk, and Ryuuen's mint-scented coat was gently swallowing up all of her.

The night wind picked up the fallen library card. The ink on the borrowing deadline column was fresh and moist, and it read:

"This love will be renewed forever, until the heat death of the universe."

(End of this chapter)