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Chapter 487 Last year's flowers fell, this year's flowers bloom
Walking past the blue sign with a milk jug on it, a "ding-dong~" sounded from behind the open glass door as Jun Matsueda and a girl wearing a hoodie and a mask walked into the convenience store.

"By the way, it seems like you can't buy bars with pine branches yet?" Kurusu Yosei whispered to the boy.

“Indeed.” Jun Matsue nodded. “He’s just turned eighteen.”

"Then why did you say you came to buy wine!" The girl's voice carried a hint of smugness, as if she had caught him red-handed.

“I’m not wearing a school uniform.” Jun Matsueda patted his jacket. “The shop assistants won’t bother me for no reason.”

Yosuke Kurusu turned around. Not far away, the shop assistant behind the counter was looking down at her phone, seemingly unaware of the two of them. She quickly grabbed the boy's sleeve and pulled him to the liquor counter.

"Take a look at what you'd like to drink, and I'll pay at the counter later to avoid any trouble."

Jun Matsue looked at the beverage cabinet in front of him, which was filled with colorful metal bottles and cans, including beer, shochu and fruit wine.

"You choose," the boy shook his head. "Don't buy too much, I can't drink it all."

"Let's start with a few bottles of lemon flavor~" Kurusu Yosei licked his lips, opened the cabinet door, and put two bottles of "Ice" into the basket he was carrying with one hand.

"Two bottles of Asahi draft beer, please!"

"This 'male plum' is said to have a mature, uncle-like flavor. I bought it for you, Songzhi, to try!"

"Bring the soju too."

In the blink of an eye, the girl's basket was filled with five, six, seven, or eight bottles of wine of varying heights. Matsueda Jun quickly reached out to stop her.

"That's enough, that's enough, I really can't drink anymore."

Kurusu Yosei glanced down at the basket and put the last two bottles of wine in it. "Let's leave it at that for now."

As they left the convenience store, each carrying a bag, Jun Matsue walked towards the apartment, but no footsteps followed behind.

He turned around, and the girl was still standing at the entrance of the convenience store, looking around.

"Aren't you going back?"

"It's still early!" Kurusu Yosei's voice came through the mask, sounding a little muffled. "If we go back, Mochizuki will definitely sneak over!"

“Let’s go for a walk, and drink as we go!” Her eyes sparkled.

“Sure, sure.” Jun Matsueda glanced in the direction of the apartment and sent a message to Aya Miyamura. “But it can’t be too late, and I can’t drink on the street. It would be troublesome if I were caught by the patrolling police.”

"Then you'll be in charge of carrying my bags!" The girl shoved the bags she was holding into his arms.

There were few people on the path. Jun Matsue walked steadily, the shadow of the plastic bag in his hand swaying on the ground, pulling closer and then swaying away as he passed the streetlights, like two heavy swings.

Yosei Kurusu's steps were much lighter. The girl held the lemonade in one hand, pulled the tab with her index finger, and made a crisp "click" sound in the hazy night.

She tilted her head back, gulped down a large mouthful, and let out a satisfying exhale.

"Four months! The long-awaited lemon scent~"

Jun Matsue turned his head to look at her. The soft light illuminated the remaining wine on the girl's lips, and he recalled the berry red that had approached him not long ago.

"Did you never drink alcohol during your tours?"

"Of course!" Kurusu Yosei tilted his head back, looking at the streetlights passing overhead. "Smoking and drinking will both affect the performance!"

"Alcohol evaporates moisture from the vocal cords, making the friction more intense and accelerating vocal fatigue. I need to be even more careful about this when I'm performing at high intensity."

As the girl spoke, she hummed a melodious tune, Jun Matsueda's version of "Moment," her melodious and light voice floating into the air and blending into the moonlight.

"I never paid attention to these things before; my manager told me. So now, I can only drink without restraint during breaks like this."

Kurusu Yosei's tone held a hint of regret, but it vanished in an instant. She turned to look at the boy walking beside her. "Matsue, are the cherry blossoms in Tokyo in bloom? I can smell them!"

Jun Matsue nodded. "There are a few over in the green space in front."

"I knew it!" The girl took another sip of beer and then pointed her index finger toward the path ahead.

Let's go see the cherry blossoms!

"Go home as soon as you see cherry blossoms! Let's drink with Pine Branch!"

"I thought I could escape." The boy caught up with the girl's cheerful steps.

"How could that be! It was just something I heard; I'm not drunk!"

A few minutes later, the two arrived at the cherry blossom trees along the curved path. This was a nursery, surrounded by houses, with many lush trees. Several cherry trees were in the outer corner, their branches reaching over the low, simple fence and drooping over the heads of the boy and girl.

"Goal achieved!" Kurusu Yosei raised the can of sake in his hand to the boy, "Cheers!"

The girl licked her lips as she put the last bit of wine into her mouth. "I'll drink the rest when we get back."

She walked over to Jun Matsue with the empty can, put it in a plastic bag, and the boy didn't say anything. The girl looked up in confusion.

Matsueda Junsuke looked up at the cherry blossom branches and leaves. A breeze blew across the intersection, and a few delicate petals fell in the moonlight, drifting past the two of them.

"What is Songzhi thinking about?" the girl asked curiously, leaning forward.

"It reminds me of the walks we took last spring." He looked away.

"Back then, the cherry blossoms had just fallen, and you were already looking forward to their full bloom next year."

"Ah." Kurusu Yosei suddenly remembered, "What will I be like next year, and what kind of cherry blossoms will I see—did I say that?"

"Hmm." The boy nodded. "Are you satisfied with this year's cherry blossoms?"

The girl stepped over the railing, ran to the cherry blossom tree, and smiled at the boy, making a victory sign.

"I'm very satisfied!"

"I'm happy as long as I see cherry blossoms in Tokyo~"

When the two returned to the apartment building, it was nearly eight o'clock in the evening. Before Matsueda Jun stepped onto the fifth floor, Kurusu Yosei grabbed his sleeve.

"Keep your voice down, don't let them hear you~"

However, as they approached the door of 507 silently, the door next door was opened.

Mochizuki Haruka stood at the doorway, the girl with her back to the light displaying a cold expression. Her gaze swept over the two people holding plastic bags like a night breeze.

"Cai-chan has already left, why are you only coming back now?"

"Can't I go for a walk?!" Yosei Kurusu, who had been tiptoeing, immediately straightened up.

The girl glanced at her, then picked up the plastic bag from the boy's hand.

"You want to drink? No wonder Cai-chan wouldn't tell me."

Mochizuki Haruka snorted coldly, then walked into the stairwell and closed the security door behind her.

She walked to the door of 507, turned around, smoothed her black hair behind her ear, and said to the two of them in an unquestionable tone.

"I'll drink with you."

(End of this chapter)