Green plums cannot become lovers.

Xiao Ai poked her head out of the kitchen, a piece of bread still in her mouth: "Doesn't Fei Niao eat breakfast?"

"Don't eat."

Shizuka's gentle voice came from the kitchen: "Remember to buy something to eat on the way, don't go hungry."

"......knew."

Anhe Feiniao pushed open the door and stepped into the summer sunshine.

-

Shinjuku, an open-air cafe.

This cafe is located on the top floor of a building, offering a great view overlooking the surrounding streetscape. Parasols provide shade, and a gentle breeze carries the unique atmosphere of the city.

When An and Asuka arrived, Kasumigaoka Utaha was already waiting in her place.

He arrived twenty minutes early.

She sat by the railing, a cup of iced coffee in front of her, a book in her hand. Her deep purple dress shimmered softly in the sunlight, and a few strands of her long hair were blown by the wind, making her look elegant and relaxed.

An and the flying bird walked over.

"Senior, have you been waiting long?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked up, saw him, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"No." She shook her head, closed the book, and put it aside.

Then, her gaze lingered on him for a few seconds, looking him up and down.

That gaze made An and Asuka feel a little guilty.

“But you, junior,” Kasumigaoka Utaha’s lips curled into a mischievous smile, “look a little weak. Did you ‘work’ late last night?”

She emphasized the word "work".

An and Asuka froze for a moment.

"...No." His tone was unusually guilty. He looked away and sat down opposite her. "Where do you want to go today?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's smile deepened as she looked at his guilty expression.

But she didn't press the matter further.

"No rush," she said. "Let's wait a little longer; there's still someone who hasn't arrived yet."

"Ok?"

An and Asuka were somewhat puzzled.

Is there another person?

Who?

Before he could ask, a familiar voice came from behind him.

"Why are you all here so early? Weren't we supposed to meet at ten?"

An and the flying bird turned their heads.

Eriri was standing behind him.

Today she was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt with a light blue pleated skirt, and her golden pigtails were neatly tied, making her look much more refreshed than usual. But her expression was somewhat subtle—the moment she saw An and Asuka, her gaze unconsciously shifted slightly to the side, then returned.

"Um... good morning." The girl's tone was somewhat low.

Then, she quickly walked to the side and sat down in the empty seat.

An and Asuka watched this scene with some doubt in their hearts.

Good morning?

When did Eriri become so polite?

Erliner 200 million Shaanxi Ling (8) I l skirt and it is also a poem about the hill of clouds?

He looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was leisurely drinking coffee with a meaningful smile on her lips.

"Now everyone's here," Kasumigaoka Utaha said slowly, putting down her cup.

An and Asuka looked at her, then at Eriri.

"You...had this planned?"

“Yes.” Kasumigaoka Utaha nodded. “We made plans yesterday for two people to meet up.”

An and Asuka were even more confused.

We made plans yesterday?

When did these two become so... in sync?

Eriri lowered her head and didn't speak; her ears were slightly red.

This was the first time she had shown such a lack of confidence in front of Kasumigaoka Utaha. (Liu Qiyi (2?) Ba?罒?i?)

As An and Asuka watched this scene, they vaguely felt that something had happened, but they couldn't figure it out yet.

Kasumigaoka Utaha stood up and picked up her bag.

"Alright, I'll be leaving now."

An and Asuka looked up, somewhat surprised.

"Senior?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at him and explained with a smile, "After all, I just came back from researching, so of course I need to turn my inspiration into words first. I've accumulated a lot of things these past few days, and if I don't write them down, I'll forget them."

She paused, her gaze lingering on Eriri for a moment.

"So I'll have to excuse myself for now. Eriri will keep you company."

An and Asuka were stunned.

Should Eriri accompany him?

Kasumigaoka Utaha's smile deepened as she looked at his stunned expression.

She didn't say anything more, just nodded to him, then turned and left.

The sound of high heels gradually faded into the distance.

In a corner of the café, only An, Asuka, and Eriri remained.

The atmosphere fell silent.

-

Let's rewind to yesterday afternoon.

Eriri had just gotten home and hadn't even had time to change her clothes when her phone vibrated.

She took it out and saw that it was a message from Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Kasumigaoka Utaha: Do you have time? Let's meet.

Eriri stared at the line of text, her brows furrowing.

What's this guy up to now?

Didn't they just part ways today? They were arguing the whole way at the station, and now they're meeting up again?

Eriri: What are you doing?

Kasumigaoka Utaha: There's something I forgot to tell you, it's very important.

Very important?

Eriri hesitated for a moment.

Based on her understanding of Kasumigaoka Utaha, this woman's "importance" was usually not a good thing. Perhaps she wanted to continue mocking her, perhaps she wanted to show off something, or perhaps she simply wanted to see her unhappy.

But in the end, she gritted her teeth and agreed.

Eriri: Where shall we meet?

Kasumigaoka Utaha: That open-air cafe in Shinjuku. You know it.

Eriri: What time is it?

Kasumigaoka Utaha: Now.

Eriri looked at the word "now" and was so angry she almost smashed her phone.

This person never plays by the rules!

But she still changed her clothes and went out.

-

An hour later, the two met at a coffee shop.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was already sitting in her usual spot, with two iced coffees in front of her—one of which was for Eriri.

Eriri sat down opposite her, watching her warily.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't answer immediately, but simply picked up her coffee and took a sip.

Then, she spoke.

"Eri, you still like Yanagiyama-kun, right?"

Eriri was stunned.

She opened her mouth, wanting to refute, but found herself unable to speak.

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at her and chuckled softly. (Skirt_Nine-Ki-Chi-Tou-Yi-Ba?)

"No need to deny it, I can see it, I've seen it for a long time."

Eriri remained silent.

Kasumigaoka Utaha continued, "The way you look at him is different from how you look at other people. You'll unconsciously feel nervous in his presence, say things you don't mean, and do many things you wouldn't normally do."

She paused.

"Besides, that day in Chiba, you suddenly ran over because you were worried about me being alone with him, weren't you?"

Eriri blushed.

But this time, she did not refute it.

Because rebuttal is useless.

Kasumigaoka Utaha is telling the truth.

"...So?" she asked in a low voice, "What are you trying to say? Are you trying to mock me?"

"Laugh at you?" Kasumigaoka Utaha raised an eyebrow. "Why would I laugh at you?"

“Because…” Eriri paused, “because you still like him too.”

Kasumigaoka Utaha remained silent.

But her silence itself is a form of acknowledgment.

Eriri looked at her and suddenly couldn't understand this woman anymore.

"What exactly are you trying to say?" she asked.

Kasumigaoka Utaha put down her coffee cup and looked up at the distant sky.

“Eri, do you know,” she said softly, “I thought a lot during those days in Chiba.”

What are you thinking about?

"I miss him, I miss myself, I miss our relationship." She paused, "and I miss you too."

Eriri was stunned.

miss her?

“You probably don’t know this,” Kasumigaoka Utaha continued, “On the night of the fireworks festival, as I looked at his profile illuminated by the fireworks, I suddenly realized something.”

"what's up?"