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Chapter 104 A Message Brought by Fallen Leaves
As November approaches, most students at Yuqiu High School have put on their coats. As the weather gets cooler, their enthusiasm actually rises.

The cultural festival is approaching, and Jun Matsueda can always hear students talking about this topic in the corridor.

"What are the Class 1 planning to do for the cultural festival?" Jun Matsueda turned off the projector.

"Fortune-telling house." Mochizuki Haruka turned around, grabbed the back of the sofa and looked at him.

"A fortune-telling house? Will there be a crystal ball?"

"Yes." The girl nodded. "Crystal balls, tarot cards, coffee, all kinds of divination."

"It seems like it will be fun." The two walked out of the unused classroom.

"Let's cancel the next movies for now," said Jun Matsueda.

"Why?" Mochizuki Haruka paused.

"You're the executive committee member, right? I'm also the class leader. Once the preparations for the cultural festival officially begin, we'll all be busy."

"Besides, you haven't been focusing on the movie lately. It can no longer relax you."

This is the main reason.

Although Matsueda Jun had already given Mochizuki Haruka a heads-up through the cemetery and funeral, the effect was ultimately limited. The girl had become noticeably uneasy in the past few days.

".good."

Jun Matsueda returned to Class 2 and Tomatsu Tomoka had just sat down in her seat.

"Matsueda-san, have you been spending time with Mochizuki-san after school lately?"

She had just returned from the wind band when she saw Jun Matsueda and Haruka Mochizuki parting outside the back door of the classroom.

"No, mostly watching the basketball team practice."

That's good. Tomatsu Tomoka felt a little relieved. If Matsueda-san always stayed with the woman next door, she would really feel uneasy.

Although she felt that no one would like a woman like Mochizuki Haruka who had nothing good except her appearance.

"Did our class encounter any problems with the cultural festival?" Jun Matsueda began to pack up the things in the drawer and put the newly acquired biology competition materials into his bag.

The girl shook her head. "No problem. We've already divided up all the work. Some students need to participate in club performances, so we just need to coordinate our schedules."

"Thank you for your hard work." Jun Matsueda nodded, checked the cleaning results of the students on duty, and prepared to leave the classroom.

"Matsueda-san," the girl called out to him. "There will also be a wind band performance at the cultural festival. Will you come and see it?"

He thought for a moment and said, "If I have time, I will probably come." You will never get tired of listening to that kind of soul-stirring performance.

"Then Matsueda-san, be careful on the road~" She smiled at his back.

Jun Matsueda suddenly turned around, remembering something else. "How is the school handling the bullying issue?"

"The teacher is already talking to the students who led the incident, and a disciplinary notice will be posted tomorrow."

Tomatsu Tomoka knew this matter wouldn't just end like that. Her image at school would be permanently affected, and the unexplained screenshots of her account would leave a stain on her in everyone's minds.

It doesn't matter. These are what she deserves. She did something wrong and she should pay the price.

Jun Matsueda rode his bike out of the school gate and passed by girls walking home in groups of three or four, their skirts fluttering slightly.

No matter how the temperature changes throughout the year, the lower body of girls will not change much. In a sense, this is also a unique talent of Japanese girls.

He stopped at the traffic light. Sakamuro Ken, who was waiting on the sidewalk, came over and patted his shoulder. "Why are you leaving now, Matsueda?"

"The reasons are complicated." Jun Matsueda was simply too lazy to explain.

"Speaking of which, Matsueda, would you consider participating in the winter trials? Most of the third-year seniors on the basketball team don't participate, so we're a bit short on people."

"Not really interested." Sports competitions were his lowest priority; they were physically demanding and offered little prize money. "Wait, Pine Branch, wait—"

The light turned green, and Jun Matsueda waved to him and rode off. If it were any other time, Sakamuro Ken might have considered giving chase, but he had just finished training.

The wind on the road carried the smell of fallen leaves, and the windows of the vans on the roadside reflected the dim light of the setting sun, shining on his face.

Autumn is often a vibrant yellow, and even someone as energetic as Jun Matsueda often finds himself drowsy in the afternoons. The classroom windows, like the yellow glow of a roadside van, cast a magical, forgetful, sleepy glow.

If the amnesia light in "Men in Black" really existed, he believed it must be made by collecting autumn sunlight.

Turning into the small road from the coffee shop at the intersection, one can see the green trees beside the apartment building. Matsueda Jun successfully escaped from the range of the yellow magic of autumn.

Yamami Maki sat by the window of a coffee shop, comforting Asai-san, who was heartbroken after a breakup. The girl was staring blankly at the sunset outside the window, while the senior sitting across from her was devouring her parfait in grief.

A boy on a bicycle quickly passed by Yamamiya Mochi.

"Hey, is that Matsueda-san?" the girl said subconsciously.

"Don't mention pine branches in front of me!" The senior looked up from her parfait, tears in her eyes. "Whenever I mention him, I think of what that girl said. It makes me so angry!"

"Yes, yes." Yamami Maki comforted her senior for a while before taking out her phone.

Does Matsueda-san live near Musashino Mori Coffee?

The girl subconsciously typed this sentence in the dialog box, and deleted it immediately after she came to her senses.

What is she thinking about?
Jun Matsueda pushed open the door of the apartment and saw Kurusu Yoshi dancing in the living room. The girl was wearing a vest and shorts, with a slender waist and long legs swinging in the air.

"We're resuming activities tomorrow?"

Kurusu Yoshi raised his swan neck and nodded, "My video about arguing with my seniors went viral in the region a few days ago. During this period of suspension, my fan base has actually increased instead of decreased."

"Now, everyone is waiting for my grand comeback!"

She raised one leg high and held it with both hands, doing a standing split.

"Congratulations." Matsueda Jun clapped his hands emotionlessly. "Can you do your splits the other way?"

The girl made a V sign to him with both hands, turned around with her waist, and her tender white thighs disappeared from sight.

To celebrate the girl's comeback, Jun Matsueda made today's dinner, making mixed fried rice with leftovers from the refrigerator and leftover rice.

"So you're the one who puts soy sauce in fried rice." The girl looked at him with a strange look, "I'm the one who puts salt in fried rice."

"Seeing a white piece of fried rice makes you lose your appetite, okay?" Matsueda Jun ignored her protest, "If you don't like it, you can cook it yourself."

Kurusu Yoshi had no choice but to eat heartily to vent his anger. "Is your school's cultural festival coming up soon?"

Jun Matsueda took a sip of the milk in the glass. This was bought by the thrifty idol lady when the supermarket was selling near-expiry food two days ago.

"It's this weekend, and we'll start intensive preparations in the next two days."

"Ah—that's great. I didn't even finish high school. I think I was shooting a magazine cover when my school held a cultural festival back then, so I've never experienced it before."

Although it was said back then, it actually happened less than two years ago.

"Didn't you decide to drop out of school? And didn't you say you wanted to come to the cultural festival? Have you changed your mind?"

"No, I'm just reminding you not to forget." The girl giggled, "You must show me around your school. I want to see everything, including the classrooms, classmates, and clubs!"

"I know, I know." He drank the milk in the cup.

When I bring Lai Qi Yang Shi to the cultural festival, I wonder how other people will react?
As everyone knows, rookies are the natural enemies of experts, and scheming people are the natural enemies of twisted women. He believes that brainless girls are the natural enemies of twisted women.

Jun Matsueda suddenly felt a little more excited about the cultural festival.

(End of this chapter)