I play wind instruments in Kansai

Supervisor Hayami looked around and pointed to an empty seat in the last row in the middle, saying:

"Gong Ling, sit there."

Gong Lingwang nodded.

On his way to his seat, some girls waved and greeted him, but when he passed by Liu Mujie, she kept her chin in her hand and didn't say a word.

Back in my seat, I saw Kiyotomi Yanagi to my left and slightly ahead of me; Souji Mizuno wasn't in this class.

"Hi~~~"

Hearing a greeting, Gong Lingwang turned to look, but his attention was completely drawn to one person.

The long-haired girl sitting next to me was slender, with cool-toned ivory skin and a delicate, pale face, possessing a fragile yet refined beauty.

Her facial features were delicate and charming, and her lips were the pink of a faded rose.

Her hair was extremely fine, and she kept her head down reading, like a glass artwork from another world, carefully protected in a velvet lining.

Wearing white folded socks with turned-up cuffs, she looked like a baby doll, Miyamine thought.

The system didn't display a stock valuation page, so it seems this girl isn't a wind instrument player.

"It's me, hi~~~"

However, the girl who greeted him was not her; it was a girl on the far left behind who kept waving quietly at him with a big smile on her face and looked extremely kind.

Gong Lingwang nodded at her.

"whee--"

Receiving a reply made her somewhat happy.

However, for Miyamine Nozomi, she was different from the girl in the folded socks next door. She was like a smooth silk that quickly slid across the cerebral cortex without leaving a trace, and she was like a straight line on the heart monitor in the ICU ward.

The arrival of the transfer student did not take up too much time for Supervisor Hayami and the class.

The morning meeting was about the preliminary test, which he didn't attend, so he sat there daydreaming.

Supervisor Hayami praised Kiyotomi Yanagi, saying that her grades had improved significantly.

Gong Lingwang glanced at her and realized that she had become a good student; no wonder her demeanor was different.

[Willow Wood Cleaning Lamp: No fluctuation]

At nine o'clock sharp, the market information popped up in front of me.

Willowwood didn't notice anything that would change the market; it remained very stable.

Continue to hold!

No matter what, you should at least make a 3% profit before running away, right? Miyamune Nozomi firmly believes that every game has a new player protection period, and his must have one too.

Through the screen, his eyes met those of Willow Wood, who suddenly turned around.

Their eyes met suddenly in mid-air, and the rustling of camphor tree leaves in the wind outside the window suddenly amplified in Liu Mujie's ears.

She stiffly looked away, raised her hand to brush her hair, which revealed her already rosy earlobes, and then hurriedly loosened her hair.

The next second, he glared at me with a seemingly fierce look.

Gong Lingwang casually looked away, pretending not to see anything.

[Kirishima Ruka: Up 2%, currently valued at 81.6]

[Analysis of the Change: A building needs a solid foundation; the establishment of a new club gives hope for the future]

Ok?

Seeing the price increase before her eyes, Gong Lingwang was somewhat surprised, and she actually took action.

This person seems to have strong initiative, and the type the system assigned her to seems quite good...

Miyamine thought about how he still had 10,000 yen on him and wondered if he should go all in.

But after careful consideration, I decided to be cautious and practice with green plums first.

The doll-like girl next to him lay motionless, as if she were sleeping.

Some people are born to be the center of attention. Even if they are just sitting in a corner, people will take the initiative to come up to them with some inexplicable topic.

The girl who greeted him seemed to be that kind of person; surrounded by a group of girls, even if he was in a corner, he would become the center of attention.

"Miyarei, someone's looking for you?"

Turning my head, I saw a female student from my class at the back door of the classroom.

"Yes... Kirishima-kun."

Beside her stood Kirishima Ruka, wearing the same uniform as yesterday.

Sunlight streamed into the corridor, licking her fair, slender legs; every button of her uniform was neatly fastened.

Even though the rumors about this super succubus are so outrageous that they cause panic, she is too beautiful and dignified for boys. At their age, their values ​​can follow their physical appearance.

Every boy thought that maybe he was the special person to her, who had lost both her parents.

Sitting in her seat, Liu Mujie glanced at the two of them without saying a word, while the girls around her started talking about other things.

She didn't listen at all, only saying "uh-huh" repeatedly.

Gong Lingwang got up and went out.

There's no need to go to any secluded place; we can talk right outside.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Guess what good news I have for you?"

A faint smile appeared on Kirishima Ruka's lips, a few strands of hair casually falling beside her ears, causing some of the boys in the class to look serious.

"What?" Miyamune asked.

"Look."

Kirishima Ruka, whose hands had been hanging behind her back, suddenly pulled out a "club recruitment poster" sketched in pencil.

"Light Music Club! Heading towards the National Ensemble Competition!"

Looking at the brand-new recruitment notice for clubs, which was completely devoid of any frills, Gong Lingwang finally understood something.

The reason why Supervisor Hayami was reprimanded by Senior Daidouji in the office in front of so many supervisors was entirely because of Kirishima Ruka's new club.

"Kirishima-kun, are you—"

Seeing her slightly delighted expression, Gong Lingwang swallowed back the words he was about to say.

No, it's possible that I had a preconceived notion that Kirishima Ruka used her superpowers to control Hayami Supervisor and make him follow her will to establish the club.

Perhaps Hayami's decision was voluntary; after all, she hasn't been to school in a long time, and as her supervisor, he should cherish her courage to step out of her home.

But then, an indescribable unease suddenly welled up in Gong Lingwang's heart.

After learning that Kirishima Ruka possesses the superpower to control other people's thoughts, what will she become?

Am I now simply following her lead in conversation, or am I developing my own self-awareness?

wrong.......

Since I am aware of this, it must be my own will, right? I was not swayed by her.

Gong Lingwang turned around and glanced at Liu Mujiedeng; their eyes met.

Perhaps she's right; keeping your distance from Kirishima Ruka is better for you.

but......

Should we really reject the kindness shown by others?

How am I any different from everyone else? Although no one will blame me.

At that moment, Miyamine Nozomi noticed that the girl who had looked like a doll from before was also looking at him.

However, she wasn't looking at herself; she was clearly looking at Kirishima Ruka, whose delicate and flawless face showed no expression.

"Hmm? What are you thinking about?" Kirishima Ruka asked, tilting her head slightly.

"Kirishima-kun, don't you know that there's already a brass band in the school?" Miyamine Nozomi first put aside the confusion in her mind.

However, one sentence from Kirishima Ruka left Miyamine Nozomi completely speechless:

"What does it matter? Just like lovers and spouses, they can love the same man and coexist as long as they communicate well."

Her words were outrageous, stimulating every nerve of Miyamune Nozomi.

Really? Is it really possible to do that?

"But Daidouji-senpai doesn't allow clubs of the same nature," Miyamine Nozomi said, barely suppressing her shock.

"You're not her, how would you know?"

"She said those words herself. I was right there, and so was Supervisor Hayami."

"Hmm..." A slightly troubled expression appeared on her delicate face. "Let's take it one step at a time. It's only early spring."

Kirishima Ruka folded the recruitment notice in half, pinched it between her fingers, and finally stuffed it into Miyamine Nozomi's shirt pocket, laughing as she said this.

"But you'll join me, right? You'll come with me, right?"

Her words were extremely sincere, as if she were chatting with a very close friend.

There was no need to ask, Gong Lingwang thought, because if she wanted to, he would agree in the next second.

She can do anything.