I am only one world away from Yukinoshita.

Isshiki, however, pretended not to understand Kiyori's gaze.

"What's up with her?"

"What 'she'?"

Kiyoyori let out a heavy sigh. "Never mind."

She lowered her head and continued to write and draw on the sheet music, but at this moment she could no longer write a single musical note, only a few messy lines that could roughly outline a blurry portrait.

"If you care so much, why don't you just go and ask her yourself?"

Isshiki snatched the pen from Kiyori's hand, propped her chin on her hand, and observed Kiyori's expression.

Give it back to me.

Kiyoshi didn't meet Isshiki's gaze; he simply lowered his head and spread his hands.

"Why are you sulking all by yourself?" Iroha didn't return the pen, but instead tapped Kiyori's palm lightly. "Although she didn't discuss it with you beforehand, everything Yukino-senpai did was for you. If she doesn't care about your feelings at all, why doesn't she just accept Toyosaki's request?"

"She won't do that, even if it has nothing to do with me."

Qinglai curled up his fingers.

She knew that regardless of whether Yukinoshita's motives for doing this were related to her, one thing was certain: Yukinoshita would never agree to Toyonosaki's demands.

"So what exactly are you being so awkward about?"

Isshiki pinched Kiyori's cheeks with both hands, forcing her to tilt her head back and look at him.

Did you know beforehand?

"what?"

"Did you all know about this plan before we went to the meeting?"

A hint of doubt flashed across Yise's face.

"I don't know, but besides Yukino-senpai and Yoshikawa-senpai, there are probably..."

She suddenly smiled knowingly, "So that's what you care about..."

Isshiki forcefully turned Kiyora's head, "This kind of plan where one person plays the bad cop and the other plays the good cop, only that senior could come up with it. But based on my understanding of him, I think he did it relatively mildly this time. Although he still self-destructed as always."

"Are you an idiot?!"

Isshiki grabbed Kiyora's cheeks with both hands and pulled them apart gently. "Do you know that this kind of behavior really lowers your chances with girls? You're just silently showing concern for her, but what if someone else is more dazzling than you?"

"Your eyes will unconsciously focus on the more dazzling person."

[Xiaoxue and Xiaoqi are watching each other.]

A sudden sharp pain shot through her heart, and Qinglai pursed her lips.

Ultimately,

"Kiyoshi, who do you care about more?"

"Yukino-senpai, or that Kasumigaoka-senpai?"

Chapter 47 Changes

"Shimizu-kun?"

A blurry hand was waving back and forth in her unfocused vision. It wasn't until Kasumigaoka called Kiyori's name several times that she came back to her senses.

"what?"

“I’m spacing out again,” Kasumigaoka paused her writing, glancing at the nearly finished script in the document. “There’s not much left. Shimizu-kun, you should go home and rest early today.”

"Uh, I'm fine..."

With a sigh, Kasumigaoka took the oboe from Kiyoyori and skillfully put it into the leather case. "If nothing unexpected happens, the script will be finished in a couple of days. The drama club has also started backstage preparations. We'll be busy from now on, and we might not have time to rest."

Time is of the essence, and all departments are working overtime.

The script for Kasumigaoka wasn't finished yet, but the drama club had already received the outline and started behind-the-scenes work, such as making props and sets. The brass band was unusually tense again after the competition, not to mention the student council.

Everyone wants to present a perfect stage effect.

"Go home quickly."

While Kiyoyori was still in a daze, Kasumigaoka had already packed her backpack for her.

Thus, Kiyori had no choice but to go home. She stood at the door of Kasumigaoka's house and refused Kasumigaoka's offer to take her to the station.

"I'm really looking forward to collaborating with Shimizu-kun on stage next!"

Kiyoyori could only smile and wave at Kasumigaoka's words.

She's been a bit confused about Kasumigaoka lately. The opponent has changed from their previous fierce offensive to a slow and steady approach, which makes Kiyoyori even more difficult to deal with.

The scarf seemed to still retain the scent of Kasumigaoka; it had been put on her by the other person at the door.

Kiyoshi had no chance to fight back.

I couldn't help but think of Isshiki's words again.

Kiyoshi sighed deeply in the cold wind.

When Kiyoyori got home, she opened the door and found Touko standing there to greet her.

Yuanzi, holding Tuanzi, waved to her with her little paws, pretending to be Tuanzi and saying, "Sister, you're home so late."

Tuanzi also called out to Qinglai in a childish voice.

"I'm back. I've been a bit busy lately with Christmas activities."

Hanging his coat on the coat rack in the entryway, Qinglai reached out and picked up the heavy little bundle. The little guy's warm body instantly warmed Qinglai's hands, which were almost stiff from the cold wind.

"Welcome home. Wash your hands and dinner will be ready soon."

Touko didn't ask any further questions about the matter, but brought up another thing, "I saw Asuka when I got home today. She seems to be quite busy lately. Has Kiyori been checking up on her?"

Kiyora abruptly stopped teasing the dumpling. "Ah... I've been a bit busy lately..."

Yuanzi looked at her daughter reproachfully, "Qinglai."

"I know, I will. It's alright now..."

Kiyoshi placed the dumpling on the ground and squatted down with his back to Touko.

“…There’s one more thing,” Touko said, looking at Kiyori who was speaking to her. She knew that her daughter was expressing her wish not to talk about the matter.

But clearly, the next topic made her want to escape even more.

"Yukinoshita's family hopes to meet with me soon."

As expected, Kiyoyori's back suddenly froze.

"What meeting..." A thought suddenly popped into Kiyora's mind, "With whom?"

“He Yang Nai oh.”

My heart sank suddenly.

"We didn't have much to talk about."

"No, I absolutely have to go see him. We've already set a time."

It was Carol who spoke. Although she usually seemed unreliable, Kiyoshi knew that when she spoke in this tone, it meant there was absolutely no room for negotiation.

Kiyoshi glared at Carol resentfully. Although Carol was wearing an apron and holding kitchen utensils, she still exuded a powerful aura.

Caught in the middle, Touko sighed helplessly. It had been a long time since she'd felt such a tense atmosphere.

"We'll talk about this later. Kiyoshi, go upstairs and change your clothes first."

"There's nothing to discuss later, it's just a meeting."

"Couldn't you have said less?!"

Kiyoshi ignored the two people behind him and ran back to his room without saying a word.

She stood absentmindedly by the bed changing her clothes, but unexpectedly, a long-lost feeling of dizziness suddenly struck her. She stumbled and fell onto the bed. When she opened her eyes, she found herself in the apartment under the snow.

Even though it had been a while since he last visited, Kiyoyori quickly recognized it as Yukinoshita's room, and judging from the documents on the desk, she was definitely working.

The phone was charging nearby. Just as Qinglai was about to stand up to get it, he felt unusually heavy, his head was spinning, and his feet felt like they were walking on cotton, with no real feeling.

After finally getting his phone back, Qinglai managed to find his number amidst a series of dizzying spells, but just as he dialed the number, everything suddenly went black.

She woke up suddenly to find herself back in her own body. The phone rang clearly in the room. Qinglai didn't have time to think and immediately answered the call.

The phone was still ringing, indicating that she had returned to her room shortly after collapsing.

While the duration of previous body exchanges was not fixed, it had never lasted so short a time before. Kiyoyori even suspected that this exchange had not even lasted three minutes.

It was as if this was a way of reminding her of something.

After the call was connected, there was no familiar voice on the other end, only silence.

"senior?"

"senior!"

I called out into the phone several times, but still didn't get a reply from Yukinoshita.

A bad feeling suddenly popped into Kiyoyori's mind.

Without thinking twice, Qinglai didn't even have time to button up his unbuttoned school uniform shirt. He grabbed a thick windbreaker from the closet, roughly put it on, and ran downstairs.

She took two steps at a time and almost tripped on the stairs.

"Kiyoshi?!" Seeing Kiyoshi almost fall, Touko couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "What's the rush? We're about to eat!"

Qinglai didn't have time to explain further. She roughly stomped into her shoes, not caring whether she was dressed properly, grabbed the keys from the cabinet, and headed out.

"Something urgent has come up, don't wait for me to eat!"

Before Touko could answer, Kiyori stormed out the door.

She hopped on her bicycle and sped toward the apartment beneath Yukinoshita. The cold wind blew in through her open collar, but Kiyotaka seemed completely oblivious to the chill. Her usual composure was gone; she was now consumed by worry for Yukinoshita.

Because there are countless examples of people dying suddenly at work, Kiyoyori only prays that such a thing will not happen to Yukinoshita right now.

Faster, faster!