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"Takamatsu-san? Takamatsu-san? Hi—Takamatsu-san?"

The warm and gentle call passed through Gao Songdeng's armpits, holding her as she floated up little by little. Finally, the moment she surfaced from the sea, she saw the sun, which was not dazzling even if she looked directly at it.

Seeing Gao Songdeng looking at him, the half-crouching Shirakawa Haru breathed a sigh of relief and held out his hand: "This is the stone you accidentally dropped onto the railway track just now. This is all I picked up..."

In the palm of his hand, there were three slightly chipped stones.

"Takamatsu-san, these stones are your friends, right?" Shirakawa Haru gave her a helpless smile and patted the little animals' heads. "So, please take good care of them."

"lamp!"

Takamatsu Deng suddenly spoke, causing Shirakawa Haru's eyes to jump.

——Sister, what cruel thing are you going to do next?

Unexpectedly, Gao Songdeng's voice softened and he said dully, "Shirakawa-kun, just call me Deng."

She carefully put away the three stones, then took out a polished pebble from her pocket and handed it to Shirakawa Haru solemnly: "Please accept this."

"Thank you, Takamatsu-san... no, Deng."

Baichuan Qing took the stone with both hands, watched the other person stand up, and after breathing a sigh of relief, he advised: "Be careful when you are on the road next time."

"I see……"

Takamatsu Deng nodded, but when he saw Shirakawa Haru was about to leave, his body reacted before his brain.

Looking at the boy whose sleeve he had grabbed, Gao Songdeng hesitated for a long time before blurting out two words: "Thank you... Thank you!"

Baichuan Qing, who was waiting patiently, smiled warmly:

"You're welcome."

——So far away.

Shirakawa-kun, you are clearly standing in front of me, why do I feel so far away?

You can’t catch it by stretching your hands, you can’t catch it by running, and even if you catch it, it will only be a temporary bubble and illusion.

So Gao Songdeng let go of his hand in a daze, letting Shirakawa Haru turn around and walk forward.

Lopsided.

——This child looks like he has AS (Asperger's syndrome).

Recalling the thrilling scene just now, Baichuan Qing was a little afraid that Xiaobi Deng would come up with some exciting move of the year - such as sliding towards the fully dangerous semi-trailer to save Shitou.

The key is that she is still sitting at the table in front of her...

By the way, because of what happened just now, I almost forgot that she is the lead singer of crychic.

Baichuan Qing slapped his head - he originally wanted to ask something about crychic, but he just burned his CPU, so how could he think about such a trivial matter.

Suddenly, Shirakawa Haru frowned.

Behind him, there was a sound of footsteps following him about fifteen meters away.

He doesn't walk quietly at all, and the footsteps are so loud that it's deafening.

who is it?

Chapter 10 Ms. Soyo, your map of Yan State is too short

Instead of asking who it is, you should ask who is following you.

Shirakawa Haru was a little confused.

——Hasn't he already paid a thorough visit to each of the several underworld organizations that came to him a few days ago? He was already being merciful by not demolishing their facades. How could he dare to continue sending people to follow him?

——As for the others...Shirakawa Haru really couldn't think of anyone he had a grudge against.

This is strange, even good people get followed?

Pursing his lips, Shirakawa Haru saw a red light and a corner ahead.

Catch the stalker right there.

——Looking at Shirakawa Haru who had slightly quickened her pace in front of her, Nagasaki Suyo took a breath and hurriedly jogged to catch up with her, picking up her bag.

Shirakawa Haru's walking speed was too fast. Nagasaki Suyo had to jog to barely keep up with her. Now she sped up even more, which was a catastrophic test for her physical strength.

——Seven days was too long for Nagasaki Suyo.

Ever since Shirakawa Haru learned a few days ago that Shoko was also in Hinomori and was the vice president of the student union, Nagasaki Suyo began tossing and turning at night.

Although she is not one who stays up late, her mind has been filled with the joy of reuniting with Xiaoxiang these days. It is common for her to lie down on the bed and fantasize for several hours without being able to fall asleep.

Moreover, before school started, she waited for several days but failed to "accidentally meet" Shirakawa Haru, which made Nagasaki Suyo more and more anxious.

She was even considering blocking Xiangzi at the school gate after school started - this was the worst option.

Fortunately, she was lucky enough on the first day of school and waited for Shirakawa Haru who was returning home alone at this intersection.

——Red light, please turn on the red light soon!

Seeing Shirakawa Haru walking further and further away, Nagasaki Suyo could only pray like this in her heart.

As if God was answering her prayers, the green light suddenly went out just before Shirakawa Haru was about to reach the zebra crossing.

The red light shone on Nagasaki Suyo's face from a long distance, like a ray of salvation.

The interval between red and green lights in Tokyo is usually several minutes, which is enough time for Nagasaki Suyo to compose herself and slowly approach.

——Sure enough! Even the heavens are supporting Xiaoxiang and I’s reunion, and the rebuilding of crychic!

Nagasaki Suyo showed a surprised expression, breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down her pace. Then she took out a handkerchief from her bag and carefully wiped the sweat from her forehead and neck.

——Nagasaki Suyo was so surprised that she didn't notice that there was a floor-to-ceiling mirror embedded in the building not far away.

Hearing the sound of loafers hitting the concrete floor behind him, Shirakawa Haru took a deep breath and suppressed all his laughter.

"Ah, what a coincidence, isn't this Shirakawa-kun?"

Hearing the "surprised" greeting from behind, Shirakawa Haru turned around and showed the same "surprised" expression: "Isn't this Nagasaki-san?"

——You clever bull demon, you have been squatting here for I don’t know how long. It seems like you have put a lot of ice on your body, right?

Shirakawa Haru didn't quite understand why Nagasaki Suyo, whom she had only met once, would squat beside her for several hours - the black socks on her calves had leached a few grains of salt, and the sweat had probably soaked through her clothes.

Ms. Nagasaki, your body is strong.

"Shirakawa-kun didn't ride a bicycle today~"

Nagasaki Suyo gave a formal smile and lost the topic that Shirakawa Haru could pick up.

Shirakawa Haru replied casually, waiting for the main topic.

"Not long after we last met, I found out that Shirakawa-kun is the student council president of the Hinomori neighborhood."

Nagasaki Suyo was afraid that the red light would end soon, so she quickened her pace and said, "I was surprised when the minister talked about you."

Although Nagasaki Suyo was very careful about controlling the amount of information during the conversation, what she didn't know was that Shirakawa Haru had already learned most of the things she wanted to hide through the entries above her head and crychic's homepage.

"Ah, she is indeed a very powerful person."

Shirakawa Haru answered without a single mistake.

He was waiting, waiting for the red light to end - because Nagasaki Suyo certainly couldn't wait like that.

Sure enough, within two seconds, Nagasaki Suyo "casually" asked, "It may be a bit abrupt, but the director said he wanted to communicate with the Hinomori band."

"If President Shirakawa could add Line, I think it would be more convenient for communication and notification."

"Of course it can."

After a friendly exchange of lines, Nagasaki Suyo slightly clenched her phone and rubbed her fingers vigorously.

——She knew that most of the "diplomatic" trivial matters would not be handled by Shirakawa Haru personally.

Instead, it was the vice president...Xiaoxiang who came forward!

Nagasaki Suyo thought that no matter what the problem was, it could be solved if she could meet with Xiaoxiang and have a good talk.

The reconstruction of crychic...in one fell swoop!

"If you have no objection, Shirakawa-kun, how about setting the date for next Friday?"

After asking this question, Nagasaki Suyo held her breath and the sound of her heartbeat became deafening.

Next Friday, I will attend the fall semester meeting of Hinomori and definitely don't have time to care about such trivial matters.

Baichuan Qing looked at Su Shi with a smile.

——Ms. Soyo, your map of Yan State is too short.

Could it be that he has been blocked or blacklisted by Teacher Daxiang, so he needs to use such roundabout ways to contact the real person offline?

There is no doubt that our vice president does not want to meet Soyo.

"sure."

But Shirakawa Haru decided to fulfill the other party's little wish.

After all, she showed such an expression that she was about to laugh to tears in front of him, how could he turn a blind eye?

——What's more, it was just a simple meeting, and all the decision-making power was still in the hands of the more mature and more indifferent Xiangzi.

Shirakawa Haru would never say that this was due to his curiosity after learning about crychic, nor would he say that he really wanted to taste Lengmo Xiaoxiang's delicious expression after seeing Soyo.

Shirakawa Haru is very different from those bloodthirsty audiences in comics, yes, very different.

Nagasaki Suyo widened her eyes slightly, as if she didn't expect success to come so suddenly.

Soyo looked at Shirakawa Haru and heard the other party's apologetic expression: "But I have a meeting on Friday and can't get away. Can I send the vice president to wait for you?"

Surprise.

The two objects seemed to have turned into substance and hit Ms. Soyo on the head. She couldn't believe that everything had happened so smoothly.

Friday, Vice President, wait for me.

If Xiaoxiang was sitting there waiting for her, Nagasaki Suyo would never give him any chance to escape.

Nagasaki Suyo used all her strength to keep her face calm: "Sure."

"That's good. See you later, Nagasaki-san."

Staring at the other person's back, Nagasaki Suyo thought silently in her heart:

——Shirakawa-kun, thank you.

This is the only sentence that is sincere.

Then, she began counting down to next Friday with great anticipation:

——Xiaoxiang, wait for me.

——I will definitely bring you, Xiaomu, Deng, and Lixi together again and rebuild crychic that belongs only to the five of us!

Chapter 11: Barrier, activated! (5th update!)

The next day, the sun was still hot.

After skipping the morning math class, which taught the same knowledge as the one taught in the junior high school next door, Shirakawa Haru came to the vast playground.

Unlike the summer vacation, many horse racing girls and sports students have already started training at 8 o'clock in the morning after school starts.

"Let's do a fartlek run today. Put on this heart rate monitor. I want to see how you can handle speed changes, Xiaoli."

Shirakawa Haru, holding a training sheet, said to Oguruma, who was doing Mark exercises around him, "If you have no objection, let's get ready to start after the warm-up."

"What is fartlek running? Is it very intense?"

Xiao Limao tilted his head.

"--To put it simply, when you're not tired, run faster. When you're tired, run slower. But no matter what, you have to keep running. In terms of intensity alone, it's considered moderate."

Moderate intensity...

"How about we not run today, Sun-kun?"

For the first time in a long time, Oguruma asked him a question.