In music anime, band girls won't be alone.

If you only think about being nice to him and hoping to become the kind of important person he talks about someday, then you're a simp.

She didn't want to choose any of these three positions.

Nagasaki Motoyo sighed softly, feeling as if she had nowhere to go and could only retreat.

She slowly turned around, sat on the sofa, and her gaze fell on the cup that Shirakawa Ze had just used.

After watching for a while, she stretched out her finger and slowly stroked the rim of the cup...

She knew that the most rational thing to do right now was to cut off any thoughts in her mind and stop thinking about any romantic developments with the other person, and just treat each other as normal friends.

I'm so unhappy...

Nagasaki Motoyo stopped what she was doing and sighed softly.

Why is it that I've never been able to get what I want?

As a child, watching my parents constantly arguing, I prayed for a family free from conflict.

There were no more conflicts at home after that, but my father was gone too.

After joining CRYCHIC, I enjoyed the warmth within the band and prayed that the band would last forever.

The aftermath does indeed exist forever, only in her phone.

Now I've finally found someone I like, but they don't like me back...

Why do we always lose what we don't want to lose, and never get what we want...?

She couldn't figure it out.

Why are good times always so short?

Why does reality always throw cold water on her before she even has a chance to savor the budding beauty?

The image of Shirakawa Sawa appeared before Nagasaki Motoyo's eyes.

Next came Takamatsu Akari's figure, and the other person's innocent eyes, as if looking at her with a question.

She slowly closed her eyes, a struggle appearing on her face.

"Indeed... I should give up..."

After a while, she slowly opened her eyes, the hesitation in them now turning into determination.

"Since I'm not willing to give up like this."

"Let's be impulsive for a bit and then say goodbye..."

She got up, changed her shoes, went out, hailed a taxi downstairs, arrived at Shirakawa's residence, and rang the doorbell.

Shirakawa Sawa had just arrived home when he heard the doorbell ring. He got up to open the door and saw Nagasaki Motoyo standing outside.

"Su Shi?"

He was a little curious as to why the other person had come over at this time, since they had just met.

Nagasaki Motoyo didn't answer. Instead, she changed her shoes, went inside, closed the door, and looked up at the boy in front of her with a resolute gaze.

"Ze-jun, may I have a seat on the sofa?"

Shirakawa was completely bewildered, having no idea what the other party had come for.

He sat down on the sofa and looked at the other person.

"Su Shi, you..."

He had barely opened his mouth when the other person straddled him and silenced him with their lips.

After a series of haphazard but extremely intense kisses, Nagasaki Motoyo exhausted her strength and vented her pent-up resentment.

She pressed her head against the other person's chest, feeling their rapid heartbeat and quick breathing, and then slowly opened her mouth.

"Ze-jun, please don't speak."

"And don't ask me any questions."

"Let me be willful this once."

"Just once..."

"After tonight, we'll just be ordinary friends."

"From now on, I will never cross the line with my friends again."

"please……"

"Just this once..."

Shirakawa Ze then realized that the person the other party had their eye on was himself.

To be honest, this relationship came a bit suddenly; he wasn't prepared at all.

He knew that the other person always habitually suppressed what they considered to be bad thoughts and emotions.

At first, it might not seem like a big deal, but over time, it will become uncontrollable and eventually explode.

Just like last time when I cried here.

He didn't know how to comfort the other person, feeling that nothing he said would be right.

He slowly raised his hand and gently patted the other person's shoulder.

But he didn't say anything.

When Nagasaki Motoyo felt Shirakawa Sawa's hand, she instinctively tensed up, thinking that the other person was about to express something.

She prayed silently that the other person would not speak.

She is now afraid to hear the other person's voice.

She didn't want to hear anything, no matter what it was.

After waiting for a while, she realized that the other person hadn't spoken, and she breathed a slight sigh of relief, her emotions gradually calming down.

"Boom thump... thump thump..."

In this quiet environment, the other person's heartbeat could be heard very clearly.

Nagasaki Motoyo listened quietly, then reached out her left hand, groped for the other person's right hand, and then intertwined their fingers.

At this moment, she had a further idea.

But in the end, I chose to stay at the current level.

She didn't want to be willful anymore.

At that moment, she felt really comfortable being with the person she liked.

Even if we do nothing, we can just stay together quietly.

This simple yet warm feeling is what she has always longed for.

The thought that this warmth would be gone once she stepped out of the room filled Nagasaki Motoyo with a sense of loss.

However, at this point, it was merely a feeling of loss.

She set a mental limit for herself: after leaving the room tonight, she would treat the other person as an ordinary friend and stop thinking about anything related to romantic relationships.

As time ticked by, Nagasaki Motoyo decided to say goodbye properly.

Say goodbye to those feelings that shouldn't have arisen within yourself.

She released his hand, then looked up and gently kissed his lips.

Then she looked into the other person's eyes, her face streaked with dried tears, her gaze hardening with determination.

"Ze-jun, I'm sorry."

I shouldn't have forced you to accept my capriciousness.

"I have no right to ask you to forgive me."

"But I still hope that, if possible, you can forget everything that happened tonight."

"Just treat it as a dream."

"Forget about it when you wake up tomorrow."

"I will keep my distance from you from now on, and I will also keep the red line of being ordinary friends and no longer have too much contact with you."

"Wishing you happiness and good health in the future..."

After saying that, she got up and left...

After Nagasaki Motoyo left, Shirakawa Sawa sat on the sofa for a while, feeling that he really didn't have any particularly good ideas on how to deal with the matter.

He sighed, got up, went into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and first washed away the saliva left on his face and neck from the kiss...

While taking a shower, he reflected on what the other person had just said, but he wasn't entirely sure what the other person's true thoughts were.

From his own perspective, however, he is not yet able to accept the other person's feelings.

So at this moment, he also hoped that what the other party was saying was true...

Sorry, I was just blocked due to content issues.

Volume 1: Chapter 92 Li Xi's Desire

Silent all night.

By the second day of the school festival, the difference in popularity between the classes had become increasingly apparent.

Compared to the previous day, the overall popularity of the school festival declined somewhat, but the popularity of Class 1-A was gradually increasing.

In addition to the appeal of the maid theme itself, there is also the superior food quality compared to other classes.

Many students came here just to eat.

Especially those students who were shocked by the food in some classes on the first day, felt like they had found a savior after tasting the food in Class A of Grade 11.

It also offers a variety of drinks and snacks, so you can sit here even if it's not mealtime.