I am only one world away from Yukinoshita.

When will those two idiots over there stop behaving themselves?

Yuihama's eyes lit up upon hearing Yukinoshita's answer. "Here, this, and this way too!"

"Isn't that all there is..."

Hachiman, who had been silently observing this place, couldn't help but complain.

Yuihama turned her face away unhappily. "Hmph, isn't Hachiman the same?"

The beautiful scene of yuri was shattered. Kiyoyori quickly put away his lecherous smile, his face calm as if all the expressions he had just made were just a figment of Hikigaya's imagination.

Seriously, what's wrong with this person? Is he a monster?

“How rude of me,” Hachiman retorted without backing down, “Although my math score is only in the single digits, my humanities level is third in the entire grade!”

"What?! It's clearly just a small business?!"

"Hey, what do you mean by 'clearly just'? You have no right to say that to me."

"Ha..." Yukino sighed, rubbing her forehead. "Is it something to be proud of to have single-digit numbers in math? Does Hachiman's brain, which is comparable to that of a paramecium, not even know how to do the simplest arithmetic?"

"Eh..." Yui, standing next to her, seemed to have been hit by a thousand-point critical strike. "Me too...Does that mean I'm an idiot in Yuki's eyes...?"

In a panic, Yukinoshita hurriedly apologized, "I didn't mean Yuihama-san..."

Oh wow, what a double standard!

Kiyoshi looked at the three people silently, then gave them a look that said, "I'm totally smitten."

“Yuihama-senpai, you can be a little more confident,” Kiyoyori said. Yuihama looked over gratefully. “Put away the ‘could it be’ and your questioning tone.”

Yui Yuigahama, OUT.

"That's so mean, Xiao Qinglai!"

Yuhihama cried out.

"Speaking of which, is Xiao Qinglai completely alright? He's been training all the time, but has he been studying properly?"

Yuihama adopted a senior's posture, but in Kiyoyori's eyes, it was like a child who hadn't reached the height standard of a roller coaster trying hard to stand on tiptoe.

"Please rest assured, Yuihama-senpai, I have been studying hard."

"What are you talking about? She's always been number one in first grade."

Hikigaya poured a bucket of cold water on Yuihama without any mercy.

"Yuigahama-senpai, you can't just completely ignore it because you can't see your name in the first half of the ranking list."

Soubu High School adopts a system of publicizing rankings, but the specific scores are not marked next to the names, but are written on the individual's report card, which to some extent saves the students' face, although people like Yukinoshita and Kiyoyori would not care.

Similarly, even without specific scores, the lower rankings are still a form of torture, especially those below the red line, which represent the names of those who have to retake the exam.

"Tch—" Yuihama made a face as if she were spitting blood, "Kiyori, please don't speak yet..."

Yui Yuigahama, DOWN.

Yukinoshita, unable to bear it any longer, interrupted Kiyori's mischievous scheme, "But, is Yuihama-san really okay? The quiz is next week."

"Ugh...that's what I'm worried about..." Yuihama's muffled voice came from her arm.

"Just to be on the safe side, how far have you gotten in your revision, Yuihama-san?"

As soon as Yukina finished speaking, an eerie silence fell over the activity room.

"Could it be that you didn't study at all...?"

"Xiaoxue, save me!"

Yui suddenly hugged Yukinoshita tightly. If everyone hadn't been sitting in chairs, she probably would have done a dogeza (a traditional Chinese swearing ceremony) and then clung to Yukinoshita's legs, crying and pleading.

The person she was holding struggled awkwardly, and finally said helplessly, "Then let's have a study session together this weekend."

"Yoshi!"

Yuihama immediately perked up and made a "Piece" gesture.

"Little Qinglai, would you like to come along?"

Kiyoshi, who was suddenly called out, was taken aback. "I have to attend the Sunrise Festival on Saturday, and I'll probably be at the venue for an afternoon, so I probably can't make it."

"Eh..." Yui glanced at Hikigaya next to Kiyori, then immediately looked away, "What about Sunday?"

"On Sundays..."

Although Kiyoyori usually spends most of his weekends in the practice room, well...

"Sure."

"really?"

"Ah."

"Great!" Yui clapped her hands happily. "Where should we hold our study session? I know a new café opened near the school recently, and I heard their parfaits are really good..."

"Yuigahama-kun, we're going to study, not to eat parfaits."

“I’m sorry… … ”

Yuihama shyly scratched her bright pink hair.

"Then, let's go to my house."

Kiyoshi suddenly suggested.

"My house is quite big."

“And cats.”

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Chapter 14, Section 71: Children, please do not imitate this.

"Hu, hu, hu."

Light footsteps echoed on the quiet, deserted street, along with rapid yet regular breathing, music playing on repeat in headphones, the powerful beating of a heart, the collision and friction of sneakers against the ground, fallen leaves fluttering up as Qinglai passed by, and the sweat hanging on his chin reflecting the warm light of the morning sun.

Kiyoshi pulled up his collar to wipe the sweat from his neck. The cool breeze by the river ruffled Kiyoshi's hair and stirred the ripples on the lake, creating a scene of shimmering gold.

Today is the day of the Sunrise Festival. Kiyoyori should be resting and replenishing her energy, but she can't sleep, so she gets up for a morning run. Feeling her heart about to burst out of her chest, Kiyoyori feels at ease. She closes her eyes and enjoys the cool morning breeze, and her breathing gradually becomes steady.

Even though they're high school students, they act like elementary school kids who know they're going on a field trip the next day, I don't know if they're nervous or excited.

This is the first and crucial step for the Soubu High School Brass Band to demonstrate their strength to the outside world. Although music is not a weapon, today they will use it to announce their arrival.

Feeling as if surging waves were crashing in his chest, Kiyoshi placed his hand on his heart and clenched it into a fist.

Teacher, I will fulfill your wish.

Finding the nearest vending machine, Qinglai bought a can of Coke. The cool temperature pressed against his face, and Qinglai let out a comfortable sigh. He opened the tab and gulped down the Coke. The slightly spicy taste filled his nasal cavity, and the fine bubbles danced on his tongue. The cool soda fell down his throat, leaving a refreshing sensation. A slightly acrid feeling lingered between his teeth, and even his breath carried a hint of sweetness.

After tossing the can into the trash can, Qinglai strolled leisurely towards home.

Drinking carbonated beverages is definitely the most comfortable thing to do in summer.

……………………………………………………………

The small activity room was packed with people. The cabinet air conditioner worked diligently, its low humming sound filling the air. However, the windows were covered by heavy curtains, preventing even a ray of sunlight from getting in.

"Please have each section leader come and collect your uniforms, then distribute them to your members!" Ogasawara stood at the front of the classroom, placed a large cardboard box on the piano bench, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Once you have your uniforms, you can put them on. Once everyone has confirmed that everything is in order, we'll head to the venue."

Ying walked straight forward and took back the two uniforms marked "Oboe". One of them was a white uniform with a military design, but it was not so solemn. Golden tassels were attached from the shoulders and collar to the chest, and even the sleeves were inlaid with sequins, which sparkled with movement.

Kiyoshi was fairly satisfied with the uniform, if only the bottom part wasn't a miniskirt.

All those present were girls. The few boys had been moved to other classrooms. Although it was no different from being in the locker room, for some girls, the scene was like a battlefield.

That's right, it's the kind of person who can give you confidence one second and send you to hell the next, especially when you're with a senior!

Huang Qian took his uniform from Asuka and glanced at her towering figure with a complicated expression.

Hey……

"Hey, Kumiko!" Kato Hazuki shook Kyo's arm vigorously, as if she had seen something. "Look over there!"

Huang Qian reluctantly looked in the direction she was pointing. It was Qing Lai, who had just taken off her shirt. The muscles on her arm holding the white shirt were clearly defined. Although she wasn't muscular, she was very strong. What was even more striking was her waist. She had a slender waist, obvious 11-shaped abs, and V-lines that were hidden under the hem of her skirt. What made it even more difficult to look away was her upper body, which was covered by a simple sports bra. Although such a bra was a bit of a letdown, it was probably chosen to accommodate today's high-intensity workout.

Huang Qian noticed that many people were looking at her, and with Qing Lai's unconscious movements, she seemed to hear the sounds of the ladies present swallowing.

"Wow, her figure is comparable to that of the athletes!"

Although Kato Hazuki said that, she was also a member of the sports club, and her figure was no less perfect than Kiyori's, but she was still a little less perfect than Kiyori.

For example, Kato Hazuki and Huangqian couldn't achieve the same effect as Asuka.

"Alright, alright," Asuka clapped her hands, bringing the girls back to their senses, "Stop staring at her like that! If you just stick to it every day, you can have a figure like that too!"

The girls reluctantly looked away, but Asuka's unusually cool outfit once again made the teenage girls excited. Unlike Kaori Nakazeko's slightly charming beauty, Asuka's high ponytail and upturned eyes added a touch of heroism.

"Ah! I can do it! Asuka-senpai!"

Asuka, unaware of her surroundings, hugged Nakazeko tightly. "My goodness! As expected of Kaori! So cute!"

Kiyoyori's eyes lit up as he looked at the shy Nakazeko and the carefree Asuka, his hand holding the uniform clenched into a fist slightly, "I can do it too!"

Because of their actions, some girls with budding romantic feelings even uttered impulsive remarks like "Hold me tight!" and "Let me die!"

"Um!" Kawashima walked up to Kiyoyori. Her small stature allowed Kiyoyori to clearly see the whorl of hair on her head. She tilted her head slightly, her cheeks flushed. "Can...can I touch it?!"

Kiyoshi blinked.

What's going on? A petite little girl is making a request in front of me that's full of mature manly charm. What's with this damn cute contrast?

"Please—please let me experience Kiyoyori's charm!"

Seriously, what's going on? This declaration is so inciting to commit crimes?

However, this isn't the first time I've encountered such a request. For example, there are requests like "Asuka", "Asuka", and "Asuka".