Who says meal replacements can’t be eaten as meals?

She leaned close to her idiot's hot ear and whispered.

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By the time Ichinose Sakuya came back to her senses from her daze, it was already time for dinner.

Tilting her head, she gazed at the last rays of sunset on the horizon along with the man-made mountains. Sakuya-san wanted to leave behind some timeless haiku like a poet. However, after thinking for a long time with her burned-out little brain, she could only come to the slightly sad conclusion that her lips were probably swollen from a kiss by some unsportsmanlike maid.

Toyokawa Shoko, on the other hand, looked normal as she took a few sips to replenish her water. Only the corners of her increasingly moisturized mouth curled up slightly. She was in a good mood as she hummed a tune of her own composition.

"By the way, has Sakuya ever thought about what this song should be called?" The input symbols on the screen flickered little by little. Miss Shoko took her hands off the keyboard, turned around, and considerately helped the girl tidy up her slightly messy tie and school uniform jacket.

"That's too much~ Even though I just did something so outrageous..." Miss Sakuya pouted and bumped her shoulder against the little hedgehog with twin ponytails beside her in dissatisfaction.

"Sakuya is obviously enjoying it too, right? Her reaction is more intense than the previous times." Her cheeks turned three shades redder, and Toyokawa Shoko skillfully passed the blame on, only observing the coquettish country girl with her peripheral vision.

“Hmm…” Feeling that she had lost again, Ms. Sakuya laid dejectedly on the table. She really couldn’t say anything to refute. In the end, she could only blame her very shy personality.

"So, have you decided on a name for Sakuya? It would seem perfunctory to name it MySong_." Xiangzi guided the topic seriously. He did a little too much, but as long as he didn't mention it again, idiots would always forget it quickly.

"Let's write 'Whisper'..." Sakuya said, keeping her face on the table and looking at Xiangzi. "Because they are all the whispers I want to tell Xiangzi, even though I haven't finished writing them yet."

After thinking for a moment, Toyokawa Shoko first typed the characters for the noun and then added the prefix.

"How about 'Whisper of Love'?" She gently touched the girl's earlobe, which was still warm, and tilted her head to look back. "Sakuya is the bolder one between us. Although it may be a little inappropriate, I still want to say thank you."

"Why are you being so cheesy? If Xiangzi really wants to thank me next time... just be gentler next time." Miss Sakuya, who had just been killed and was completely defeated, broke free from the mischievous little hand. She originally wanted to say something harsh, but in the end she chose to let the other party go easy on her.

"Thank you for liking me, a troublesome person with an annoyingly strong self-esteem, who can neither provide financial support nor find time to accompany me." Raising her hand and gently stroking her lover's long hair, Toyokawa Shoko lowered her eyes and listed her shortcomings word by word.

Her eyes were inexplicably moist, and Sakuya sniffed, but couldn't speak. She could only let the little hand stroke her head again and again. Her slightly uneasy heart was once again filled with a sense of security.

"So, for someone who likes me like this, I should also work hard to move forward." Toyokawa Shoko said softly and pressed the enter key to confirm.

"I want to try to see my mother again during the holiday after this semester." Xiangzi paused, and also put his face on the table, meeting her gray-blue eyes. "Would you like to go with me?"

Chapter 225 I Want to Be with You

It was seven o'clock in the morning. The weather was clear and the sunlight was warm. The sun punched in for work on time. However, Miss Sakuya, who had been staying in bed, curled up exaggeratedly because of the sudden change in light and shadow.

"Wash up quickly when you wake up, you have to go to school today."

Nagasaki Suyo got up early and opened the curtains in annoyance after visiting the bedroom three times. Her silly sister slept much later than usual last night. She didn't rush to take a shower until she turned off the lights and went to bed. Naturally, she couldn't wake up in the morning.

“Why isn’t the sports meet held for three consecutive days…” Miss Sakuya, who had subconsciously curled up like a catworm after being attacked by the sunlight, opened her eyes weakly. She had just gotten up and was already continuing her beautiful daydream.

"Breakfast is on the table. I've written down the homework and things that need attention in the memo. Also, remember to keep your distance from Xiaomu, okay?" Nagasaki Suyo took the rather childish blue-shelled mobile phone from his sister's bedside, and pulled the cotton white shirt under his tie with a little discomfort. He hadn't changed his clothes for a long time, and he had to get used to the tightness of his chest again.

That’s right, Miss Suyo is wearing Yugaoka’s first-year school uniform today.

"Eh? Sister, are you going to Yuqiu today?" The big cat bug, whose wake-up progress had just reached 60%, woke up in an instant as if it had switched to a gigabit network, and hurriedly snatched the phone back from his sister.

"Didn't Sakuya tell me that she wanted to go to Tsuki No Mori? She confirmed it with you last night." Su Shi was speechless. She watched her sister log out of Line in front of her openly before she handed the phone to her again.

"Because I suddenly feel that my sister is right. It is more important to keep a distance from Xiaomu and ensure the purity of our friendship." Miss Sakuya spoke the truth seriously, her head swelling as she looked at the neatly stacked navy blue dresses at the head of the bed. She hadn't figured out how to face Xiaomu yet.

"Oh? Why are you so obedient today?" Su Shi frowned suspiciously, and the lunch box incident that she had asked about Aine not long ago came to her mind again, and her fingertips could not help but touch each other lightly. Could it be that her silly sister was really in love?

"Because the breakfast my sister prepared today is not vegetable minestrone soup, and I can smell the aroma of meat." Miss Sakuya suddenly cheered up, hugged her tsundere sister who was tough on the outside but soft on the inside, put her head on her shoulder and took a deep breath.

Beef, saury, and I can also smell the aroma of omelette and cherry tomatoes. It turns out that my sister still loves me.

"Don't get close to others suddenly. It's neither elegant nor polite." Miss Su Shi paused for a moment before raising her hand and tapping lightly on her stupid sister's head, educating her with the authority of an older sister.

"I only do this to my sister and the person I like." Miss Sakuya rubbed her head and hid in the bathroom, sticking out her tongue and retorting.

Her eyes fell back on the Line login interface. Nagasaki Suyo entered her account bit by bit, silently waiting for the information to be synchronized. She heard the cheerful humming coming from the bathroom, which she had heard two or three times. She thought that Sakuya probably had someone she liked.

And the other party must also like Sakuya...

His finger lightly touched the pinned chat box with [Xiao Xiang] on it. After thinking for a long time, Nagasaki Sushi finally deleted the words that were destined to have no reply. He swiped right twice in a row and clicked the red button to cancel the pinning.

Suddenly I felt a little reluctant, as if I had admitted that all my efforts over the past year had been in vain.

"I'm going out first." Walking to the entrance and changing into her sister's round-toed leather shoes, Nagasaki Motoyo closed the black door of her house without waiting for Sakuya's response.

She planned to go to Toyokawa Shoko to find out the truth.

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The students at Tsukinomori are all generous and kind people.

Ichinose Sakuya thought blankly as he looked at the blonde girl in front of him who was bowing at a 90-degree angle to apologize. Although he didn't understand what the entanglement was between his sister and Fujimiya, whom he met for the first time, the few beautifully crafted tickets in his hand looked like expensive gifts.

"Can you really accept it?" Ms. Sakuya looked down at the restaurant package that looked very expensive and asked again with a little confusion.

"Please be sure to accept it. Because of my selfish desires, Nagasaki and Wakaba were trapped in the warehouse. This little compensation is really nothing, not to mention that Katsurame's share is also in there." Severely punished by President Yashio, Fujimiya Hermia, who was still in a state of social death, said miserably, and her previously beautiful golden hair seemed to have dimmed a lot.

Her eyes turned quietly and met the gaze of Wakaba Mutsu beside her. Miss Sakuya helplessly found that it was still a bit difficult to get Xiao Mu to express his emotions in front of outsiders.

So she took a small step forward.

"Please cheer up, Fujimiya-san."

Ms. Sakuya still didn't understand the whole story, but one thing was certain. The girl in front of her was worried about whether to accept the apology, and her uneasiness was fully conveyed through her slightly drooping eyes.

“It may sound like I’m preaching, but everyone makes mistakes sometimes, and I think Fujimiya-san’s recent anxiety is already a very severe punishment.” Ms. Sakuya combed the hair hanging down by her ears bit by bit, and spoke softly and comfortingly, imitating the tone of an older sister.

"I..." The unscrupulous journalist looked up upon hearing this, feeling a sharp pang of conscience.

"So I will accept the compensation gift without hesitation. Besides, you and I are in the same grade, so even if you are apologizing, please stand up straight and express it seriously." Miss Sakuya shook the ticket in her hand and said with a smile, meeting his gaze sincerely.

She wanted to believe that there was not so much malice in the world. At least, in this campus that belonged to youth and music, the background color of the world should be brighter.

...

The slightly bumpy incident was smoothly resolved, and the troubles that were not really problems surfaced again on the afternoon tea ticket in my hand. The ticket, which was composed of a lovely background and exquisite pastry patterns, was certainly pleasing, but the number was a subtle three.

"And it's Saturday..." Ms. Sakuya muttered in embarrassment as she casually handed the invitation to afternoon tea to Wakaba Mutsu who had put down the watering can.

"So...soyo, do you have anything to do on Saturday?" Ruo Yemu stuttered a little when he opened his mouth, and then continued to ask as if nothing had happened.

"Well, I promised someone in advance, so it's a little difficult to adjust the time." Without outsiders around, Miss Sakuya scratched her head without caring about her image, and distanced herself from Wakaba Mutsu, who could no longer be treated as a child, in a slightly awkward manner.

The light golden pupils swayed twice unnoticeably, and Ruo Yemu opened his mouth slightly, but did not speak. He just looked up eagerly at the flaxen-haired girl who suddenly moved away from him.

Don't look at me like a little duck looking at its mother...

She sighed quietly in her heart, and after struggling for a while, Miss Sakuya, who really had no idea what to do with the cucumber, half-knelt in front of Wakaba Mutsu and looked into the pair of eyes that were too drooped.

"Xiaomu, do you want to have afternoon tea?" she asked.

"I do." Ruoye Muwei paused before continuing. "With you."

Chapter 226: Late Farewell

If the after-school time left by Yuezhisen for students is to cultivate their sentiments and exercise their social skills, Yuqiu is making deep progress in the sprint class for candidates.

These two kinds of freely arranged leisure time make no difference to ordinary band girls. No matter which school they are from, they always gather at RiNG or some other LiveHouse after class.

But Toyokawa Shoko may have completely given up music, and this is all Nagasaki Suyo knows.

Otherwise, why haven't we encountered Crychic in the areas where he used to be active for so long?

Nagasaki Motoyo herself has no interest in musicality or the professionalism of the band, and she knows that it is not a good idea to frequently switch identities with Sakuya who is trying hard to maintain interpersonal relationships, so she decides to see Xiaoxiang only once a week.

Before, she might have tried hard to persuade Xiao Xiang to pick up the keyboard again or to rekindle his desire to form a band, and she would inevitably think about whether to borrow Sakuya's identity to ask for help. But now, as long as the problem is not related to Sakuya, she will try her best to endure it.

Although she made this decision after crying embarrassingly in her sister's arms last week, Sakuya's attitude, which was almost like that of a girlfriend in love, still made her come to him on her own initiative.

There were many questions she wanted to ask, but she couldn't say them. Miss Su Shi was trying her best just to maintain a barely correct sitting posture.

It was another self-study class, and the lazy and casual teacher Ryoko was still here. The classmates watched without surprise as Toyokawa moved his chair next to Ichinose at the back desk. The angle of light and Hai Luo, who was writing furiously at the back desk, had not changed. Only Nagasaki Suyo was trying hard to digest the subtle touch of being casually rubbed in her palms. The trembling of her pupils was almost reaching the level of a destructive earthquake of magnitude 4.7.

Toyokawa Shoko, what do you do to my sister during class?

"I feel like Sakuya is very nervous today." Toyokawa Shoko looked calm as she used her right hand, which was holding a pen, to tidy up the loose hair around her ear. She moved her left hand and easily and smoothly interlocked her fingers with the girl next to her.

The little country girl seemed a lot more shy today, with a kind of immaturity that comes from a relationship that has not yet been confirmed, even though she had been sticking to him and chatting with him for a long time last night.

After the aquarium incident, she fully understood her sister's state of mind and patched up her acting skills. Miss Suyo, whose personality mask returned to perfection, thought that she would be able to investigate the relationship between Sakuya and Xiaoxiang without leaving any traces, and then reveal her identity during the conversation to gain an advantage...

But now, the day's classes have not yet ended, and Nagasaki Suyo, whose emotions are tangled like a tangled mess, is finding it difficult to hold on. The fantasies that she once had in her heart are now presented before her eyes, but this is a way of realization that she cannot accept.

Why is Xiaoxiang so skilled? How many times have they held hands without knowing it? Even in an unhealthy relationship, what did he do to make his silly little sister learn to make bento...

Surprise, bewilderment, and a hint of shame all appeared on her face, shattering the flawless replica mask. Nagasaki Motoyo silently pulled back her little hands that were being squeezed under the table, gently rubbed her temples with both hands, covered the upper half of her pretty face, and began to think about what kind of relationship she had with Toyokawa Shoko, who had snatched away her innocent sister.

"Sakiya?" Toyokawa Shoko, who was writing a formula, undoubtedly noticed the change in the girl's expression. She asked curiously, but continued to think about the problem when she didn't get a response.

The pen strokes fell, and until most of the problem was solved, Miss Xiangzi finally realized why Sakuya had a somewhat immature feeling today. Her body inexplicably tensed up, and even the handsome handwriting left by the ballpoint pen turned into long, irregular straight lines.

"Hey, Xiaoxiang, what is the relationship between us?" Nagasaki Motoyo asked in her original voice without any concealment, pursed her lips, and glared at the hateful Toyokawa Shoko beside her with an angry look that seemed more cute than threatening.

Her pale golden eyes met the accusing eyes, and after a moment of panic, she quickly calmed down and asked back in an impeccably polite tone. "That's the situation, Sakuya-san should have known it very well."

"I want to hear it from your own mouth." Nagasaki Suyo said in a low voice with gritted teeth, and added with a hint of resentment at the end. "The idiot at home never tells me the truth."

"Although it's a little earlier than expected and the occasion is not appropriate, please allow me to solemnly introduce the relationship between us." Toyokawa Shoko sorted out her thoughts before speaking softly and firmly.

Su Shi was speechless, and the fingertips of his left hand repeatedly moved across the knuckles of his right index finger at a relatively fast speed.

"The classmates sitting in front and behind me, the confidants who composed music with me, the good friends who shared my feelings, the only performers and audience in the music classroom, and those who confessed their love to me and were willing to devote their whole lives to me..." Toyokawa Shoko paused for a moment before murmuring with a look of happiness on her face.

"Lovers."

Nagasaki Suyo clenched her fingertips. She wanted to stand up and loudly declare her disagreement. She wanted to ask Xiaoxiang why he had been hiding from everyone for so long. She also wanted to go home immediately and rub her stupid sister's cheeks hard, then hug her and cry out loud.

It took a long time, until the bell rang, until her fingers were pinched with red marks. Toyokawa Shoko stood up and moved her chair to return to her seat. Nagasaki Suyo, who still couldn't figure it out, spoke in an angry and oppressive tone.

"Toyokawa Shoko, I'm beginning to dislike you now."

He was always gentle to everyone and showed his personal charm, but suddenly abandoned everyone without any explanation. It seemed that Crychic, whom he cherished, was worthless in his eyes. When they met again, he took away his most precious silly sister, whom he had found with great difficulty.

"Just as expected, your personality is still as difficult as ever." Miss Xiangzi frowned a little embarrassedly. Knowing that she would have to face it eventually, she did not provoke her too much. She just turned around and packed her schoolbag and asked calmly. "Anything else? Sakuya has an astronomy club activity today."

"Next week at RiNG, we will have our first performance as a band." Suyo packed her bag in an unskilled manner and stood up. "Sakuya will also be on stage, so please come no matter what."

"Why?" Xiangzi asked.

"Because you still owe us a belated farewell." Su Shi replied, as if he had been thinking about it for a long time before finally saying it.

Chapter 227 You Don’t Want To

The kettle was already gurgling.

Nagasaki Suyo finally came back to her senses.

The astronomy club room naturally didn't have an electronic scale to measure grams of tea leaves like at home. Even the tea set in front of them was just a collection that Sakuya moved from the storage room at home. After being used for nearly half a semester, it was only slightly soaked with the aroma of black tea. It was not a high-quality product, but it was enough for several members of the club to have a small gathering to taste tea.

Take a shower with hot water, wash and wake up the tea, and while the tea leaves are still for a while, Nagasaki Suyo's mind also relaxes. Letting go of the past and obsession is always easier said than done, not to mention that Crychic's mess has not been resolved yet, and her stupid sister rushed in without hesitation with her eyes closed, and as expected, they were tightly bound together by invisible and intangible ties... Worse still, maybe she was deceived and foolishly thought it was her fault.

And it may not just be Xiaoxiang...

Thinking of the two people who were probably watering cucumbers in the Moon Forest at this moment, Miss Su Shi's already messy thoughts became completely entangled with each other. She could only pinch her fingers lightly, take deep breaths, and let the leisurely tea fragrance slowly calm her restless heart.

Breathing in, the scent of Darjeeling is as comforting as ever.

Exhale, the noisy pink-haired scoundrel is still as annoying as ever.

The Zen-like breath was interrupted by the noise of someone rushing in with big strides. Chihaya Aine successfully aroused Miss Motoyo's desire to attack one second after arriving at the astronomy department room.

It just so happened that she hadn't yet settled her old score with Aine-san, so today she decided to vent her anger on this annoying pink-haired guy.

"Sakuya-chan, you came early today." Miss Aine put down her schoolbag and guitar and sat down next to the flaxen-haired girl with closed eyes without any sense of distance. Half of her body leaned against her. She raised her hand and poked the cute puffy cheeks casually, and spoke with her signature laugh. "Sakuya-chan, move inside. You haven't practiced the previous music sheet well yet. You have to play it roughly before Rikki finds out."

“Aine-san is really consistent. She always crams before practice.” Angrily suppressing her worries, Nagasaki Motoyo commented indifferently on the unreliable pink-haired guitarist, and placed the pairs of teacups side by side, filling them about 2/3 of the way with black tea.

“Oh, today’s Saki-chan is so sharp-tongued…” Miss Aine complained timidly, and happily reached out to take her own cup of tea from the table. She didn’t taste it or sip it, but just blew it to cool it down before drinking it all in one gulp, successfully earning a pair of glares from Nagasaki Motoyo.

"Is Xiao Deng not coming today?" After despising the pink-haired lecher who was chewing on a peony like a cow, Nagasaki Suoshi asked curiously while refilling his tea.

"Xiao Deng was writing something very attentively, muttering that he was almost done, and completely ignoring me. I was so sad. I had to practice on my own first. Ah, it's so hot!" After putting on the mint-colored ESP guitar and opening the introductory guitar tutorial that Rikki had chosen for her, Miss Aine picked up the red teacup again as if complaining, and then shivered from the heat.

Miss Su Shi, who had filled the cup to the brim with black tea out of spite, held back her smile and savored the black tea she had brewed herself bit by bit, using it to cover the corners of her lips. She accepted the suspicious gaze of Miss Pink Hair without changing her expression, as it was hard to find someone dumber than her own sister nowadays.

“Hey, Sakuya-chan, you’re not teasing me on purpose, are you?” Miss Aine pouted, her light grey eyes narrowed in dissatisfaction, and she tactfully put down the electric guitar she had just put on her back.

"It's just Aiyin-san's illusion." Miss Suyo's acting skills are superb. She put down the teacup without changing her expression and spoke naturally.

“The name Aine-san is also very suspicious. Sakuya usually calls me Chihaya-chan.” Aine crossed her arms, the suspicion in her eyes becoming more and more obvious.

"Little...Little Chihaya?" Miss Su Shi, who had a calm expression on her face, felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. She turned her head and replied perfunctorily, "How could there be a fool who adds a nickname after a surname?" Although Chihaya is indeed a lovely surname.