Their restricted abilities are refreshed every week.

"I need to control my weight. My dad won't let me eat anything with strong flavors. He says the food in the cafeteria isn't very healthy." Ruoye Mu shook his head and glanced at the dessert section. "If I get fat, I won't look good. My teacher will also scold me when I dance."

"They're really strict." Shirakawa Haru put a lot of fish pieces and meat slices into the clear soup pot.

Wakaba Mu cut the vegetables and fruits, mixed them with salad dressing and vinaigrette, and silently ate the vegetable and fruit salad he made with a fork. There was also an unprocessed cucumber on the white porcelain plate.

"Ms. Ruoye likes cucumbers very much?" Baichuan Qing glanced into her bowl.

The cucumber accounted for a very large proportion of the salad in her bowl, and there was a small Japanese cucumber lying on the edge of the plate. He guessed that Wakaba Mu might use this small cucumber as an after-meal snack.

"Yeah." Ruoye Mu said, "I really like cucumbers. Every time I see cucumbers, I feel happy. I like cucumbers more because I really like them. My love for cucumbers belongs only to me and has nothing to do with anyone else."

As soon as the topic of cucumbers came up, Miss Ruoye seemed to talk more.

Her parents sound like the traditional "heads of the family".

Although they will try their best to give them the best life within their ability, they will suppress their children's sense of autonomy and shape their personalities in the direction that they prefer.

"If you like it, then eat more." Baichuan Qing thought that if Ruoye Mu's parents were just acting like "family heads", then it would be fine, but she was probably very strict with Ruoye Mu and often treated her with cold violence.

He had long since noticed that Wakaba Mu's delicate personality was distorted.

Shirakawa Haru didn't enjoy his lunch very much. He was thinking about Wakaba Mu, so he didn't pay much attention to the food in the buffet restaurant. He just picked up some ingredients at random, poured them all into the hot pot, cooked them, and finally took them out of the pot.

"Sorry." Ruoye Mu's voice was very soft.

Shirakawa Haru was mashing the potato chips in the bowl with chopsticks. From Wakaba Mutsu's direction came the rustling sound of a hamster gnawing on lettuce. He looked up and saw her nibbling on the cucumber in small bites.

"Why are you apologizing for no reason?" Baichuan Qing looked into Ruoye Mu's golden eyes.

Ruo Ye Mu lowered her head and eyes, as if she thought that if she did this, others would not blame her and she could disappear from others' eyes. She remained silent.

"are you full?"

"Ah."

"How about going to the top of the shopping mall and getting some fresh air?"

"it is good."

As long as the topic of cucumbers was not brought up, Ruo Yemu was not very talkative. She stood beside Baichuan Qing in a coquettish manner. The two of them looked at the crowd gradually moving away from them through the transparent tempered glass surrounding the elevator. The clear figures turned into small, wriggling dots in the blur.

There was a time when it was very popular in Japan to transform vacant rooftops into vegetable gardens. The owner of this building was influenced by this trend and chose to follow the trend.

Today, the ecological vegetable garden on the roof has become the most famous scenery of the building.

"!" Ruo Yemu didn't say anything and walked into the ecological vegetable garden, where there were various fruits and vegetables. The cucumbers here grew very well and there were many varieties.

Her favorite type of cucumber is the Japanese cucumber, which is small, cute, and has a short growing cycle. She can have several harvests a year, and she also grows it herself.

Ruoye Mu's eyes became much more lively the moment she saw the cucumber. Baichuan Qing looked at her, and there was a light flashing in her eyes. The light flashed more and more frequently as her emotions fluctuated, revealing her heart full of joy.

He felt relieved and walked quietly to the protective net on the rooftop, leaning against it to enjoy the fresh air.

After standing in front of the cucumber for more than half an hour, Wakaba Mu found Shirakawa Haru. Transparent pearls, reflecting the colorful sunlight, fell from her white and tender palms.

Just now, Ruo Yemu was loosening the soil and watering the cucumbers, and now his hands were covered with water droplets that were not wiped off after washing his hands.

"Shirakawa..." Ruoye Mu didn't know how to address Shirakawa Haru.

"Just call me by my full name." Shirakawa Haru turned around and leaned against the protective net.

"Xiangzi doesn't like cigarettes." Ruoye Mu said.

"This isn't a cigarette, it's a candy." The sun was shining brightly, and a strong wind often blew across the rooftop. Shirakawa Haru's slightly curly hair was blown forward. From Wakaba Mu's perspective, she couldn't see Shirakawa Haru's face, but she knew the wind carried a rich, delicate fragrance as it passed by him.

"Would you like some?" He held a cigarette candy between two fingers. If you didn't look closely, just from the movement, it would be easy to imagine that he was smoking. "I got some candy from the buffet. It's free anyway, so it's a bit smooth."

Shirakawa Haru reached into his pocket and showed Wakaba Mu the various candies in his hand, including milk candy, malt sugar, plum candy... and even small bags of konpeito.

"Don't look at me like that. I took a little bit of everything." Baichuan Qing raised his eyes. Because Wakaba Mu looked unconvinced, he deliberately took out his pockets and said, "Look."

"Yeah." In fact, if Ye Mu didn't disbelieve Shirakawa Haru, her expression would usually be like this.

Is it because Shirakawa Haru is a little embarrassed that she feels that she doesn't believe what he says?

Kind of cute.

The water droplets on Ruoye Mu's palms were quickly evaporated in the midday sun. She took out the paintings from her bag and looked at them, with a faint pink on her face.

"Would you like a 'cigarette'?" Shirakawa Haru took out a candy box that looked like a cigarette box, shook it, and part of the cigarette candy was shaken out of the box.

"Okay." Wakaba Mu took out the cigarette candy and nibbled it slowly as if he were eating a cucumber. Shirakawa Haru could hear a small crunching sound coming from beside him.

After a while of enjoying the breeze, Shirakawa Haru said, "If this building were taller, we'd actually be able to see Tokyo Bay from where we are. Miss Wakaba, can you see it? At the farthest point of our sight, the blurry horizon separating the land and the sea, I can vaguely make out the blue-black with floating white foam. Within the horizon is Tokyo, and beyond is the Pacific Ocean with circling seagulls. Don't think about why I'm saying this, because I don't know why I'm saying this either. Maybe it's because I just hallucinated the sounds of seagulls and the surging sea. Anyway, I'm very happy, so I said it."

"Ms. Ruoye, you should understand, right? It is a wonderful thing to be able to express your feelings and emotions freely." Shirakawa Haru looked into the distance, and Ruoye Mu looked at him.

Yes, the child who is always silent does dream of being able to express his feelings freely and no longer being so lacking in emotional expression.

Ruoye Mu pursed her lips and stood on tiptoe, her movements so beautiful that it looked like she was dancing.

She couldn't hear the cries of the seagulls, but she did see the vast horizon in Shirakawa Haru's eyes, and just as he said, there was the vast sea on the other side, and on this side was the bustling and prosperous city.

"I'm going to go back soon," he said. "While I'm here, do you want me to draw you a picture?"

"Yeah." Ruoye Mu pinched a few paintings in his hands.

"You should say 'I want' at this time." Shirakawa Haru took the paper and pen from Wakaba Mu's hands.

"I... want... to." Ruoye Mu closed her eyes and glanced into the distance. The moment she said 'I want', she didn't know if it was an illusion. She seemed to hear the surging waves, and the sunlight in her eyes was drowned out by the shadow of the huge ship. She stood on the ship in her sailor uniform, and seagulls landed on her navy hat. Slowly, she lowered her head under the weight...

Shirakawa Haru sat on a bench and used the music reference book he bought from a second-hand bookstore as a drawing board under the drawing paper. He looked at Wakaba Mu's face and drew a stroke on the paper every time he looked at it.

"Stop looking at me." Baichuan Qing looked at him too frequently, and Ruo Yemu felt a little embarrassed when he looked at him.

"Model, don't move." Shirakawa Haru raised his arm, pointed the tip of the ballpoint pen at Wakaba Mu and swung it in the air. Then he lowered his head and put a few strokes on the drawing paper.

"Which painting?" asked Ruoye Mu.

"The Little Prince, Chapter 20, the first painting." Shirakawa Haru didn't look up at Wakaba Mu again. "Wait a moment, I'll go ask someone I know to borrow some colors."

Shirakawa Haru stood up and walked to the side. The art student he met at the elevator entrance today was sitting on a small stool and drawing portraits for others by the vegetable garden.

Shirakawa Haru used all his candies to borrow crayons from an art student. He sat on a bench and colored with crayons.

Another half hour passed, and Shirakawa Haru shook off the sweat from his forehead and handed the painting to Wakaba Mutsu: "I think the original painting of 'The Little Prince' can be called 'Giving You Five Thousand Roses', and this one in your hand... you can call it 'Giving You Five Thousand Cucumbers'."

Shirakawa Haru's paintings are very beautiful, he really is very good. Wakaba Mu looked at the painting and tightened his fingers around the paper slightly.

The subject of the painting is herself and the cucumber vines climbing on the trellis with many small cucumbers hanging on them. She is squatting on the ground, gently touching the cucumber flowers with her hand, with a faint smile on her face.

He said the painting was called "Five Thousand Cucumbers for You". This name was so tacky. He could use a name like "Five Thousand Roses for You" to describe the painting in "The Little Prince", but he named the painting he gave her "Five Thousand Cucumbers for You".

It is not beautiful in words, rhythm or structure.

But he just loved the name, just like he loved cucumbers, this painting, "I'll Give You Five Thousand Cucumbers." Wakaba Mu carefully rolled up the painting and put it away.

"Thank you for the painting," she said.

Ruoye Mu stood in the wind, leaning on the tip of a guardrail, and tilted her head from Huanggua to Shirakawa Qing.

The sun's rays fell on her snow-white neck, illuminating her long, light-green hair that had fallen, and her hands resting lightly on the railing. She just stood there casually, the sun shining on her shoulders, just highlighting the snow-white fringe on her body.

"I will treasure these paintings." She was silent for a moment, paused, raised her head and said, "Xiangzi will be happy with you."

"Hmm?" This time it was Shirakawa Haru's turn to be unable to express his emotions. He didn't know why Wakaba Mu suddenly talked about Toyokawa Shoko.

"It's okay." He shook his head and walked away with his bag on his back. "It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Don't pay attention to what I said."

"Goodbye, see you next time." Baichuan Qing waved at her.

"Goodbye." Ruoye Mu smiled at Baichuan Qing. She didn't know if Baichuan Qing had noticed that she had actually smiled many times today. Guessing and speculating on other people's emotions was a very tiring thing, but she knew that Baichuan Qing had always been taking care of her mood. In that case, let him relax a little. Ruoye Mu tried to smile happily, "Goodbye, and look forward to seeing you next time."

Shirakawa Haru went to the art student to return the crayons and paints, then turned back at a speed far faster than Wakaba Mutsu, got into the elevator before her, and pressed the close door button.

Wakaba Mu stared blankly at Shirakawa Haru who was smiling at her. She suddenly realized that this was the first time she saw Shirakawa Haru's unrestrained smile.

He has a big smile, which is nice and a little silly.

The elevator door slowly closed, and she saw Shirakawa Haru mouthing to her: "Goodbye, and look forward to seeing you next time."

He is so mean-spirited, just like a fox.

Wakaba Mu closed his eyes and waited for the elevator.

She opened her eyes from time to time, spread out "The Little Prince" and read a few pages, and then took out a few paintings that Shirakawa Haru drew for her. Her gaze was like time passing through the annual rings of trees, leaving faint marks on the paintings.

At this time, someone beside her said cautiously: "Excuse me, miss, can I help you draw a picture?"

Ruoye Mu heard a voice behind him and slowly turned around.

When Ye Mu discovered that the person who was talking was the art student who had lent Shirakawa Haru crayons and paints twice, her face became expressionless.

The art student thought Ruo Yemu was angry, so he quickly explained, "Miss, do you want me to draw a picture of you and your friend? Just now, when I was taking a break by the guardrail, I saw you two sitting together looking at a painting. I thought it was so beautiful, so I wanted to paint this moment."

"Miss, is this okay with you?" The art student looked at Ruoye Mu and felt that her aura at this moment was completely different from when she was with Shirakawa Haru. "I also want to thank your friend. He just commented on my painting, and I found it very helpful."

"Okay." Ruoye Mu nodded.

"It's just... I have a favor to ask." The art student scratched his head. "My memory isn't that great, so... Miss, do you have a photo of that friend you just saw?"

"I don't have any." Wakaba Mu said, "Let me draw his image."

"Okay!" Ruoye Mu's expression seemed very confident in the eyes of the art student, so the art student happily agreed.

Finally, seeing the art student's sad face, Wakaba Mutsu used the illustration style of "The Little Prince" to draw a portrait of Shirakawa Haru on the art student's painting.

Wakaba Mu asked the art student for a cotton rope to tie up the rolled-up paintings. Then she took out a few pictures of Fukuzawa Yukichi and told the art student thank you for your paintings, I like them very much, these are your reward.

The art student's gloomy expression immediately turned into a happy one.

This was the first time that the art student earned money from his paintings. Before that, he had been painting for others for free.

Ruoye Mu was even happier than the art student at this time. She went home with several paintings, her arms heavy with joy.

These paintings weigh more than five thousand cucumbers.

Chapter 4.6: The boy who jumped into the classroom from the tree (k)

Shirakawa Haru parted ways with Wakaba Mutsu on the top floor of the shopping mall.

After going downstairs, he walked around the nearby commercial district for a few times and found an old man selling candied haws in a food and culture street.

At noon, the old man stayed in the shade of the building under the sun to prevent the candied haws from being melted by the sun. Shirakawa Haru spent some money to buy all the candied haws from the old man.

He and Yuki Suho couldn't eat so much, so they bought some to give to others.

His trouser pocket vibrated. Shirakawa Haru didn't take good care of his stylishly groomed trousers. He sat down on the flower bed in the park and took out his cell phone to check the messages on Line.

"Chairman! Come and save me!" The phone vibrated again. Just now, Chihaya Aine was sending emoticons to Shirakawa Haru, and now she was asking for help in a somewhat inappropriate way.

"What's going on?" Shirakawa Haru decided to ask Chihaya Aine what happened first.

"It's about the band! Wasn't the atmosphere and rhythm of our band's live performance at the Hinomori Academy Festival great? Riki decided to have us hold a formal performance at RING at the end of next month. She composed a new song a few days ago, and the song is very nice, but because my skills are not up to par, our band always finds it difficult to complete this song... Riki always criticizes me, so I got angry with her. We agreed to come to RING for rehearsal today, but she didn't come, so I was wondering if she was still mad at me and didn't plan to come to rehearsal." Chihaya Aine sent a long text message.

"Have you sent a message to Li Xi on Line?" asked Shirakawa Haru.

"I've already sent a message, but Riki hasn't replied." Chihaya Aine sent a "depressed" emoji. "Deng also sent a message to Riki, and Riki replied to Deng, telling her not to worry about herself, that she wants to rest for a while, and will come to RING for rehearsal in the evening."

"Then try to wait until night."

"How can we really wait until night? Li Xi is angry now, I must apologize to her immediately."

"Then why did you make her angry?" Shirakawa Haru clicked the keyboard on the screen and sent a message to Chihaya Aine, "Are you competitive? Is it because Shiina-san always says that you didn't do something well, and you can't help but lose your temper a little? If you had known this would happen, you would still make her angry. Shiina-san actually has a good temper. You may have really made Shiina-san sad." Shirakawa Haru said in the message.

"Ah! I get it! What should I do now? Chairman, please help me!" Chihaya Aine sent a voice message. Her voice was soft, eager yet coquettish. Shirakawa Haru could hear the sound of running water next to her. Chihaya Aine should be in the RING bathroom right now.

"I understand. I'll be there right away." Shirakawa Haru stood up and rushed home. He sent one last text message, "Didn't your relationship get much better after the academy festival? Why do you get into conflicts so easily?"

"Oh, you don't have to worry about this, Chairman. Only bands whose members are always quarreling can go far!" Chihaya Aine said in the text message.

Shiina Riki is a person who sets high standards for herself. She is strict with herself and treats everyone around her equally. This is both an advantage and a disadvantage.

She can inspire those around her, but others may also feel hurt and belittled by her pressure-based motivational style.

Baichuan Qing was sitting on the bus, wondering why these people were so unreliable.

He had only been away from their band for a few days, and they had gotten themselves into some trouble.

After returning home, Shirakawa Haru first put the CDs and some music reference books bought from the second-hand bookstore in his room, and handed the candied haws to Suo Yuki.

After watching an episode of anime with Yuki Suho, he walked towards RING with the music reference book he was reading.

On the way, Shirakawa Haru opened Line and poked an avatar with a silly smiley face printed on it. This was the Line account of Shiina Tatsuki's sister Shiina Maki.

Shirakawa Haru poked Shiina Maki's avatar just like last time, and Shiina Maki also repeatedly clicked on Shirakawa Haru's avatar in the same way.