I have pure love with them

When they arrived at the platform, Toyokawa Shoko got off the tram, and Izumi followed behind her, one in front and one behind, keeping a distance of two meters, and no one spoke again.

It was not until they arrived at Toyokawa's house that Toyokawa Shoko stopped and looked back at Izumi who had been following her.

"Good night."

Looking at Toyokawa Shoko who had returned home, Quan said good night to her. He did not care about Toyokawa Shoko's reaction and did not pause for much. He continued to walk forward and disappeared at the end of the road under the gaze of Toyokawa Shoko.

"..."

Toyokawa Shoko didn't understand what Izumi wanted. Since Izumi remained silent, she didn't pester her. She just told her some things about Nagasaki Soushi and left.

Holding her shoulder straps tightly, she slowly looked towards the door in front of her, closed her eyes and prepared herself mentally before slowly taking out the key and entering the house...

"Hey, Mr. Hashima's next volume will probably take another month to wait. Will you really not consider it?"

When he returned home, he suddenly received a call from Kenjiro Toki, asking him if he would like to accept illustration work from other writers.

Originally, Izumi was commissioned to collaborate with Hashima Itsuki because she was a little curious about the job. But now that she has experienced the feeling of the job, she no longer has any interest in it.

"No, I have no intention of accepting other people's work commissions at the moment."

"I see. Well, I'm sorry to disturb your rest, teacher."

"No."

After a brief greeting, Quan hung up the phone.

"The illustrations...are not interesting."

It's not just illustrations, even painting, Quan has no interest in it for the time being. Without Dongyun Huiming to provide him with emotional value in the past two days, his enthusiasm has gradually faded.

He casually opened the browser and entered the homepage of Dongyun Huiming's social account. He looked through her recent updates. Quan clicked "like" on a photo that looked good, then exited the homepage and sat in the room, lost in thought.

"Toyokawa Shoko already knows about Shuangshi's plan, and Shuangshi has no intention of changing his mind. Given Shuangshi's personality, he will probably go to see Toyokawa Shoko from time to time."

But the current band is no longer the band that Toyokawa Shoko is familiar with. Shiina Tateki's dissatisfaction with her has not disappeared yet. Coupled with the existence of Aine and Kaname Rana, guitarist Wakaba Mutsu has no room for return.

"Souyo probably has some opinions about Wakaba Mu, and the other people in the band are not aware of it. If Nagasaki Souyo suddenly invites Toyokawa Shoko back, the band will definitely fall apart again."

But Takamatsu Tomo, the lead singer, now hopes to form a lifelong band with Aine. If Aine leaves, Takamatsu Tomo will only be hurt again, and then have to face Toyokawa Shoko who once abandoned her?

"And Toyokawa Shoko must also want to have the leadership of the band..."

If it was the Toyokawa Shoko that Nagasaki Shoyo remembered, she would rejoin the band, but she was no longer the Toyokawa Shoko that Nagasaki Shoyo knew.

"What answer will Toyokawa Shoko, who will never return to the band, give when facing Nagasaki Soyo?"

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Since Nagasaki Shoyo herself is hesitant and still has expectations for Toyokawa Shoko, Izumi can only ask Toyokawa Shoko to help her make a decision.

Slowly leaning back in the chair, Quan could already imagine that after accepting his proposal, Nagasaki Shoyo would have lifeless eyes, like a puppet, and stretch out his palm to Toyokawa Shoko - "For Shoko, I'm willing to do anything."

"I wonder if Toyokawa Shoko will be stimulated and become 'broken'?"

It is precisely because we don’t know that it is worth trying!

He couldn't wait to throw the thick letter into Toyokawa Shoko's arms.

With his eyes closed, Izumi seemed to see countless Toyokawa Shoko and Nagasaki Soyo, kneeling around him, praying and singing "Haruhi Shadow".

So, so blessed!

“Ah, the sky, the sun in the sky belongs to Aine──”

Click.

The sound of the door opening suddenly interrupted Izumi's daydream. He turned around and looked towards the door. Aine, who was in pajamas, walked into his room with an expressionless face. Under his gaze, she lay down on his bed, wrapped in his quilt and there was no other movement.

The smooth set of movements made Quan sit in the chair in a daze. It took him a long time to look back at the opened door.

"..."

He stood up, closed the door, and walked to the edge of his bed.

Looking at Aiyin, who was curled up with the quilt wrapped around her, lying on her pillow with her eyes tightly closed, he had no idea what was wrong with her tonight.

He stretched out his finger and gently poked her fair and soft cheek. The pink-haired girl just frowned and pulled her face into the quilt, leaving only her long pink hair coiled on the pillow outside the quilt.

'turtle?'

214. The perfect monitor is still persisting!

"If you were asked to choose between 'a girl who looks like a boy' and 'a boy who looks like a girl', which one would you choose?"

Hiroto Shioyama looked at Izumi who asked him a rather subtle question. He was originally in a low mood, but his eyes suddenly became weird. He stared at Izumi in front of him. It was hard to imagine what kind of mental state the other party was in to ask such a question.

"The woman I like looks like a woman, has a good personality, and is also a woman physically, a normal woman."

I don’t know what Izumi went through during this short one-week vacation that made him ask him such a strange question, but Hiroto Shioyama still gave his own answer.

"So, which of these two would you choose?"

He opened the two sheets of manuscript paper that were covering the table and presented them in front of Hiroto Shioyama.

Looking at the manuscript paper that Quan had opened, Hiroto Shioyama saw two pieces of manuscript paper with girls drawn in different styles. One of the girls looked full of energy, while the other looked shy and introverted, but both looked very cute.

"...Is there a boy among them?"

Thinking of the question that Quan had asked earlier, Hiroto Shioyama instantly became alert and looked at Quan in front of him with suspicion.

In response to his question, Quan maintained a faint smile and did not give any direct answer. It was his silence that made Hiroto Shioyama instantly convinced that there must be a trap in these two sketches!

"Hmm... the girl wearing a baseball cap, short sleeves, and full of energy looks a bit like a tomboy, and seems to be closer to the concept of 'boys', but... there is a trap! The other girl wearing a school uniform and looking shy looks too innocent! The posture she shows also fits the boys' imagination of girls, so... it is very likely a boy! ——You want to lead me to think this way, right! '

After staring at the two paintings intently for a while, Hiroto Shioyama pointed his finger at the tomboyish girl wearing a baseball cap.

"This, woman!"

Looking at Hiroto Shioyama's solemn promise, Izumi, who was sitting opposite him, laughed.

"you sure?"

"……Sure!"

Izumi, who was sitting in front of Hiroto Shioyama, resisted the urge to make facial expressions. Under Hiroto Shioyama's gaze, she reached out her hand and gently touched the neck of this "tomboy".

"It's a pity, he's a man. This is the Adam's apple. Of course, besides this, there's her body shape. Don't you think her waist is very slender and smooth? The pelvis of a man is narrower and higher than that of a woman. If a woman is curved like a pot, then a man is a straight cup."

His fingertips slid down to the 'tomboy's' waist. Izumi was already able to show off the figure of this character, but it was obvious that Hiroto Shioyama did not notice this.

"...Then, this one, isn't he also a man?"

Hiroto Shioyama's cheeks twitched slightly, his eyes dropped to another piece of manuscript paper, staring at the shy girl on it, and asked doubtfully.

"No, she's a normal girl."

Pointing his finger at the neck and waist, Hiroto Shioyama compared the obvious differences between the two characters and fell into silence.

"What a great painting! Have you ever thought about shining in some special fields?"

After a brief silence, Hiroto Shioyama no longer dwelled on the differences between boys and girls, nor did he want to hear anything he didn't want to hear from Izumi, so he decisively changed the subject, praising Izumi's painting skills, and a subtle thought emerged in his mind.

"Okay, I'll take care of the color-changing ink, and you figure out how to get the acid-free paper."

"Wait, did you misunderstand me? I don't want to retire so early."

Since he was a child, after knowing the existence of paper money, Hiroto Shioyama also wondered why he couldn't make it himself, so he learned some knowledge about paper money. Now, when he heard the two key words from Quan's mouth, his expression suddenly became strange and he quickly denied it.

"That's a shame."

"Isn't this a question of whether or not you have regrets? You have a big problem when you think about this matter. I'm thinking about whether I should report it."

Looking at the spring in front of him, Hiroto Shioyama couldn't help but complain.

Although Izumi draws very well, Hiroto Shioyama doesn't think that Izumi can really draw banknotes. He just complains to Izumi in a joking tone, and Izumi smiles and puts the manuscript paper on the table.

"Want it?"

He handed it to Hiroto Shioyama and asked him a question.

Hiroto Shioyama thought for a moment and took the manuscript paper from Quan's hand. He personally thought that Quan's painting was quite good and it could be collected as a commemoration.

"Come to think of it, you didn't respond during the holiday. Did you go out for a trip?"

After collecting Izumi's paintings and putting them in his desk, Hiroto Shioyama talked to Izumi about the holidays and was somewhat curious about what Izumi did during the holidays.

"No, I'm at home with my family. What about you?"

"My family... well, I'll go out for a walk on the street, and the rest of the time I'll stay in my room and finish all the newly released works."

"..."

Thinking back on his life during the holidays, Hiroto Shioyama's expression suddenly became gloomy, and with a sigh, he no longer missed his life during the holidays at all.

"By the way, did you meet up with Goto-san during the holidays?"

Glancing at Goto Ichiri who was sitting in his seat, Hiroto Shioyama looked at Izumi and began to care about his classmate's emotional problems.

"Yes, you didn't have your sister with you?"

"Huh? Sis... No, my vacation will be completely ruined if I stay with her, and I don't have the bad taste to cause trouble for myself."

When talking about Hiroto Shioyama's sister, he suddenly stopped caring about Izumi and Goto Ichiri, and his attitude clearly showed that he was very resistant to his sister.

Quan was somewhat curious about how his sister bullied him, but when Quan was about to ask, it was time for class. He could only suppress his curiosity temporarily and wait until the get out of class was over to ask her.

Watching Izumi from the corner of her eye, who seemed to have not changed much during the holiday, Ayatsuji felt a little disappointed.

'He seems to be in the same state as before, and has not become slack because of the holiday. Can I really beat him in the next competition?'

As time slowly passed, Xuanji Ci did not forget her last failure. In fact, as time passed, the unwillingness and shame became clearer in her heart, to the point that she began to doubt whether she had any chance of winning.

In order to surpass Chihaya Izumi, she looked into the content of the math and English exams, but after learning the relevant content, she decisively changed "surpass" to "catch up" temporarily.

"The scope of the test questions will not exceed the scope of my knowledge. As long as I pay attention, I will definitely be able to... I will win!"

215. Chihaya Aine: I am perfect!

"One mile."