My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 328 Before Preparations Begin
"Who told you to be so..." Ayumi Ajitani turned around to complain, but her voice suddenly caught in her throat.

She had never admitted to being a looks-obsessed person, but at this moment she hesitated a little.

Ayumi Azumi suppressed the turmoil in her heart and forced herself to look away. Only after glancing around did she realize that the people around her were in a similar situation.

At first, he was so amazed that he was momentarily stunned and even overlooked the presence of Nishikata standing beside him.

Until a small wolf dressed in a fluffy gray wolf costume, with a fierce and slightly murderous look in its eyes, darted up to Tsuna and firmly blocked everyone's view as if declaring its territory.

Most of them quickly came to their senses, and with a touch of embarrassment at being caught, they hurriedly turned away, pretending to study the floor or ceiling.

Except for a few special cases, they kept staring at it...

"Squad leader, did we spend all the money we allocated for costume rental on Miyamura?"

The neighbor, dressed in a forest hunter's outfit, sidled up to Ayumi Ajitani and asked her a sour question. Her gaze kept glancing at the person chatting with Shoko.

“They’re all the same.” Ayumi looked at her helplessly; almost a dozen people had come to ask her this question in secret.

"Neighbor, have you ever thought about this?"

"What?"

"The factory settings of the face."

"..."

The hunter, Linzi, silently left her side, saying nothing, yet seemingly saying something.

"Tsuna, could you please ask for leave for the three days of the school festival?"

"Ok?"

The question slipped out unconsciously, and he immediately guessed why Shoko would ask that.

"puff……"

Tsuna couldn't help but chuckle. His fingers, moving faster than his brain, naturally pinched the two soft mounds of flesh on Shoko's cheeks and gently shook them from side to side.

"No way, Shoko-kun," he deliberately dragged out his words, his smile mischievous, "you're even jealous of this little bit?"

Shoko nodded her little head vigorously, lifting her eyes from under the fluffy gray wolf hood to look at him, her fingers unconsciously twirling the edge of her furry sleeve:

"Then how about you ask for leave?"

"it is good."

"real or fake?"

"It's fake." Tsuna chuckled and lightly tapped her on the head with a chop.

Just as she was about to puff out her cheeks, Tsuna quickly grabbed her soft cheek and pinched it, instantly disarming her and causing her lips to purse slightly, as if in silent protest.

Before she could react, Gang gave her a quick, light kiss on her slightly upturned lips.

"..."

Immediately afterwards, a blush suddenly flared up from Shoko's neck, quickly spreading across her entire face, even reaching her ears.

She didn't even need to turn her head to look; she knew perfectly well that the embarrassing scene from just now must have been seen by many classmates.

"You you you you you...!" Shoko's tongue was tied, and she couldn't utter a single complete word.

"I...I...I...What's wrong?" Tsuna smiled, his eyes crinkling, deliberately mimicking her stuttering tone, his eyes full of mischief.

Just then, out of the corner of her eye, Shoko caught sight of Ayumi Ajitani, who was frozen in place, her mouth agape and her eyes wide open, looking as if she had seen a ghost.

Ms. Nanase stood right next to her, arms crossed, with a satisfied expression on her face, looking so engrossed in the show that she was practically holding a bag of sunflower seeds.

Shoko felt a rush of scalding blood to her head, and her limbs went numb.

"They kissed! Neighbor, did you see that!?"

"Stop shaking me, stop shaking me, I'm going to throw up if you keep shaking me. I'm not blind, of course I can see it."

"I didn't expect Shoko and the others to be so bold, not even bothering to hide from people."

"..." The neighbor rolled her eyes at the air. "If I had a boyfriend that handsome, why would I avoid people like that? I'd want to livestream kissing him 24/7 for everyone to see."

"Hiss..." The girl's gaze returned to Tsuna's face: "That makes some sense..."

"Clap clap clap..."

Several crisp, powerful, and penetrating applause suddenly rang out in the slightly noisy auditorium, followed by Ms. Nanase's clear voice:
"Alright, everyone has rested enough. Let's start preparing for the rehearsal now."

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"Click..."

"I am back."

"Godmother! I'm back!"

"Welcome home. How was today's rehearsal?"

Shoko changed her shoes in the entryway, pattering as she stepped onto the wooden hallway, and soon turned into the living room: "There were a few minor mishaps along the way, but everything went smoothly after that."

"So what time is your show starting tomorrow?" Shizuka Miyamura turned her face away, her attention completely focused on the girl next to the coffee table.

"10:30 in the morning and 3:30 in the afternoon." Gang walked into the living room, casually slinging his two schoolbags over his shoulders.

"Mom, are you coming with Aunt Yaeko tomorrow?"

Shizuka Miyamura shook her head: "Your Aunt Yaeko is busy. I'll go with the Uzaki family next door tomorrow."

Tsuna nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and sat down cross-legged next to Shoko.

Instead, Shoko couldn't contain herself and leaned slightly towards her godmother, asking, "Godmother, does Aunt Uzaki's child also attend our school?"

"No." Shizuka Miyamura shook her head.

"That--"

"Mom, how many of you are going tomorrow? I have some free tickets, front row seats."

As he spoke, Tsuna picked up the schoolbag that was casually tossed aside and was about to take out the ticket for her.

“Two.” Shizuka Miyamura held up her index and middle fingers.

"What about Dad?"

“He’s only free on Saturday, so I can go with him then. We don’t need tickets.”

Tsuna nodded, took out two tickets and handed them to Shizuka Miyamura, then got up and went to the restaurant's refrigerator to find something to eat.

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The next morning...

Tsuna held Shoko's hand and stood in the middle of the corridor, which had been completely changed.

Along both sides of the corridor, each classroom door is adorned with an elaborately painted class sign. Except for a few that are slightly crooked, the doors rattle and clang incessantly.

Moving tables and chairs, putting up handmade posters, rehearsing short plays in a corner, and so on...

The guys carrying overflowing prop boxes zipped around the corridor like they were on fire.

The aroma of fried chicken, the sizzling sauce of hot takoyaki, and the sweet, cloying scent of cotton candy had already filled the air.

All around me were energetic shouts and microphone tests: "Hello—microphone test!" "Okonomiyaki is almost ready—!"

Interspersed among the sounds of heated debates about details and bursts of uncontrollable laughter from companions, the atmosphere was filled with the sounds of laughter from all corners.

Despite the chaotic scene, the pre-show excitement and fervor were palpable, almost enough to lift the roof off.

The two entered the classroom through the back door. Since the main venue was in the auditorium, the classroom itself remained largely unchanged.

Before even sitting down, Tsuna asked Ayumi Ajitani, who was sitting in front of him in the front row:

"Class monitor, is it okay for us to just stay in the classroom now?"

(End of this chapter)