The total cost was only 1,500 yen.

The two of them held soy milk in one hand and bread in the other, eating as they walked.

In May, the sky in Tokyo is clear and transparent, as if it has dissolved a large amount of blue ink.

Scaly white clouds float in the sky, bathed in the warm sunshine. Maybe because it rained last night, the temperature today is not as hot as in the past few days.

A breeze blew, blowing up the boy's hair and the girl's skirt.

Feeling the cool breeze on their skin, the boy and the girl walked and stopped, strolling on the forgotten streets of Tokyo.

Spending time quietly.

*

"Zun, the dolls you made are really ugly."

Coming out of the doll shop, Shijo Shinki laughed out loud while holding the ugly doll made by Kitahara Tsutomu.

"That shouldn't be the case. I was very good at kneading clay in kindergarten. It must be that the materials provided by this doll shop are too bad!" Kitahara Takashi began his usual blame-shifting.

"As expected, cheap goods are not good."

Shijo Shinki rolled his eyes at him and said, "Don't give me that. It's obviously your poor technique."

As the two men walked out of the alley, playing and joking, a black rental car slid in front of them with a low-decibel engine sound.

There is a glittering golden decoration shaped like a flying fish on the front of the car; the hood is polished to a shine, without a single stain.

Because the rear windows are covered with reflective paper, the interior of the car cannot be seen clearly from the outside.

A young man in formal attire got out of the driver's seat of the car.

He is about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

"Miss Zhenfei, it's time to go back." The man walked up to Kitahara Tsutomu and Shijo Zhenfei, bowed to Kitahara Tsutomu first, then turned to look at Shijo Zhenfei and said.

Shijo Zhenfei, who was originally smiling, suddenly turned cold when she saw the person coming, and her whole body exuded the pressure from a superior.

She said coldly, "I understand." Then she turned to Beiyuan Zun and apologized, "Zun, I have to go back."

"It's getting late."

When Kitahara Zun looked up, he discovered that the sky had turned maroon at some point.

"By the way, did you have fun today?"

When Shijo Shinki heard this, a smile from the heart appeared on her lips, but she said, "It's okay, so-so."

He seems very happy.

After spending so long with Gen Tsundere, Kitahara Tsun can now translate what they say.

“The lives of ordinary people are more interesting than I thought.”

Kitahara Takashi smiled noncommittally: "Really?"

He didn't take Shijo Shinki's words seriously.

The other party found it interesting because she was used to the life of a young lady, so of course she found it interesting to live the life of an ordinary person occasionally.

But if she really lives the life of an ordinary person, I believe she won't be able to bear it in less than half a year.

Freshwater fish cannot survive in the sea.

"I'll come see you next time."

Shijo Shinki whispered, bending down and getting into the back seat of the car.

After the four concubines got in, the man gently closed the back door.

Shijo Shinki rolled down the car window and waved to Kitahara Tsutomu.

"Goodbye."

Kitahara Takashi tore off a piece of bread and stuffed it into his mouth. Just as he was about to wave at Shijo Shinki, he suddenly thought of something. After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but say, "Shinki, can't you give me Kashiwagi Nagisa's phone number?"

He still wants to try harder.

Shijo Shinki was stunned, her small lips slightly parted, but she didn't say what was in her mind when the words came to her lips. She changed her words and said, "I'll send it to you on Line later."

This time it was Kitahara Tsutomu's turn to be stunned.

He didn't expect that the other party would actually be willing to give it to him without asking anything.

"Thank you."

Kitahara Takashi spoke sincerely this time.

This time, his thanks were sincere.

"We are friends, aren't we?" Shijo Shinki lifted her windblown hair to her ears, speaking frankly in a rare manner.

Shijo Maneki doesn't understand why Kitahara Takashi is obsessed with her best friend's call.

But since he is unwilling to say, Shijo Shinki will not ask.

Kitahara Tsutomu was in a heavy mood and said "hmm" softly.

"I am leaving."

"Goodbye."

The car starts up the low-noise engine, drives smoothly up the long straight road, and finally disappears around the corner.

Kitahara Takashi stood there for a long time.

Until the system sounded——

[This order has been completed and the reward is being settled.]

[Player receives: 5000 points.]

【Number of dates: Shijo Maki: 2 times】

He then took a step forward and walked towards the station.

It's time for the next date.

*

Inside the car, the man in the driver's seat reminded: "Ms. Zhenfei, I think it would be better to investigate him before contacting him?"

Shijo Zhenfei supported her face with her hands and said coldly, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"Don't dare!"

Shijo Shinki shifted her gaze to her side.

There were only two dolls of a man and a woman placed neatly together.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Shijo Zhenfei's mouth. She tore off a piece of bread and put it in her mouth.

Then, her beautiful brows frowned.

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she felt that the taste was not as good as before.

*

In an unused classroom at Fengzhiqi Private School, a man wearing glasses was talking about his game plan at the podium.

"The stage is set on a small southern island about an hour's flight from Tokyo..."

"Because of depopulation, the school on that outlying island has decided to merge with the prestigious girls' school on the main island..."

"It starts with the protagonist disguising himself as a woman to attend the girls' school. Oh, and there has to be a queen from the moon staying at the protagonist's house."

After school, the classroom was illuminated by the setting sun, glowing red and desolate.

Outside the window, we could hear the loud shouts of the people from the sports club.

Even on holidays, Japanese high school clubs, especially sports clubs, still have to carry out club activities.

Most schools are open on holidays.

"I want to go back."

Ying Lili was annoyed by what she heard and picked up her schoolbag to leave.

"Wait, Eriri, I haven't finished speaking." The man on the podium hurried down and blocked Eriri's way.

"I'm a complete idiot for spending over thirty minutes listening to your mouth spout incomprehensible fantasies in the classroom. It's a complete waste of time."

Eriri crossed her arms over her chest, looking straight at her childhood friend, a hint of annoyance in her tone.

"You, just be a consumer otaku like always. You're not good at anything, yet you suddenly want to make games. Don't you think society is too simple?"

"Don't think you can make a killing just by gathering a few people to make a game. People like you are called fan profiteers. They're exactly the kind of people you hate the most, understand?"

Her words were as sharp as ever.

Every word touched Aki Tomoya's heart.

"What are you talking about! I am full of enthusiasm and twice as motivated as others! In other words, without me, there would be no such project, and it would be impossible to complete the game!" Aki Tomoya retorted loudly.

"Isn't that just useless?"

"Hey, let's talk, but don't throw away my plan. I spent an entire night writing it."

"Why would it take an entire night just to write down the name, date, and the doujin bishoujo game project (tentative title)?"

"After sleeping for eleven hours, there's naturally not much time left to use."

Seeing the two of them start their endless quarrel again, Kasumigaoka Shiina glanced at the time, closed her notebook, and said in a calm tone: "I'm going back first."

"Wait, Senior! Why are you leaving too?"

Aki Tomoya wailed without bothering to argue with Eriri.

"I really have something to do today." Kasumigaoka Utaha said the truth.

Today she made an appointment with Kitahara Tsuyoshi and asked him to accompany her to collect materials.

Of course, I also gave him a mobile phone.

So that he won’t lose signal all the time.

"Is it about the new book? What's the subject matter this time? Is it still youth campus romance?" Aki Tomoya asked excitedly.

"I haven't thought about it yet, so I need to find some inspiration." Kasumigaoka Utaha did not hide it.

"Do you need me to accompany you? I'm also looking for inspiration for the game. Senior, can you give me some suggestions?" Aki Tomoya was in high spirits.

"Not today! I have an appointment with someone else!" Kasumigaoka Utaha sounded a little regretful.

If she had known this earlier, she wouldn't have bothered you.

He must be very tired after coming all the way from Tokyo.

"Is this the person who went to the bookstore with the senior last week?" At this time, the girl who had been silent and had little presence spoke.

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at the other person in surprise, her eyes seemed to be asking: How do you know?

"That day, I went to the bookstore to buy study materials, and I happened to meet a boy who looked very much like Aki and a senior student who were browsing the bookstore together." Kato Megumi explained.

"Boys?"

"Looks like Aki!?"

Aki Tomoya and Eriri were both stunned, and then asked in unison.

51. Opportunities come to those who are prepared (seeking votes)

"Xue, Senior, do you have a boyfriend?"

After hearing that Kasumigaoka Utaha went out with another boy last weekend, even Akitomo's smile began to become forced.

"Wait, who is that person who looks like Aki?" Before Kasumigaoka Utaha could answer, Eriri looked grim and grabbed her wrist.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, who originally wanted to answer Aki Tomoya's question, looked at the little golden-haired boy's expression and smiled.

It was a smile full of joy.

"Sawamura, what's with that face of yours? It's as if your husband is cheating on you."

Aki Tomoya and Kato Megumi looked at Eriri together.

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