Their restricted abilities are refreshed every week.

During this time, she kept pressing on him and sticking to him, hugging his waist and rubbing against him. The living room was dim, with only a wall lamp on.

In front of Shirakawa Haru was a screen playing a cutscene, with Yuki's soft body beside him, and the pleasant fragrance of her hair wafting onto his face. This lazy environment slowed down his reaction speed, and he didn't want to think about anything else, he just wanted to stay with Yuki for a while longer.

So he and Yuki Suho played games for almost the entire night. It wasn't until the sky outside the window began to light up that he realized that he and Yuki seemed to have stayed up all night.

He turned off the screen, picked up Yuki and put her on the bed despite her resistance, then washed up quickly and took the train to Manager Matsuo's music store with his bass box on his back.

If he had stayed home a little longer, he wouldn't have had to think about coming to Hachiman Kailing to learn bass today. Shirakawa Haru stared at the small office building not far away. The automatic door at the entrance kept opening and closing, and people were constantly coming in and out, all dressed like workers.

There were a few people he knew, including the porters who had delivered the upright piano to the school with Manager Matsuo last time.

Manager Matsuo doesn't seem to be planning any small music festivals lately, does he? So, is he really planning to buy that beautiful office building across the street? Pretty rich, huh?

"Shirakawa-kun, you're here so early." Hachiman Kailing carried her bass on her back and held a steaming sandwich in her left hand. The transparent plastic film on the sandwich was half peeled off, and there was a small tooth mark on the top.

"Good morning, Miss Hachiman." Shirakawa Haru stood up from the steps. The sunlight filtering through the leaves made his eyes dizzy. However, his vision soon cleared, as the beautifully dressed Hachiman Kairin was even more dazzling than the sunlight. "Ms. Hachiman seems to have changed a lot today... The blue sweater is very beautiful and suits you very well."

"Really? Thank you, Shirakawa-kun, for the compliment." Hachiman Kailing stepped onto the stairs, and as her graceful figure swayed, the movement was transmitted to the hem of her sweater, which swayed gently. The fragrant blue color spread out like a fan, and as she raised her calf and pulled up a part of her trouser leg, her snow-white skin was revealed, just like the clear sky above the top of the mountain, appearing and disappearing in the erratic shadows of the clouds, sometimes sinking and sometimes floating.

Yawata Kairin's outfit today was quite different from her usual style. She usually favored dark, bold colors, like a black leather jacket with seamed shoulders and a crimson, low-cut tube top, revealing a small expanse of skin and a collarbone meticulously carved like a butterfly with outstretched wings. Her expressionless face, cold and serene, possessed a unique charm that created a remarkable visual impact.

Even if she simply stood still on the stage, the spotlight would inevitably fall on her, capturing the attention of the entire audience, not to mention her supreme bass skills. In her hands, the bass was like a lyre, and she was a feminine Phoebus, her bare hands plucking and sending out heart-stirring music.

But today, she was dressed up, wearing a long-sleeved base layer. Although the hem was tied at the waist and abdomen, it didn't cover her small belly button, but the skin below her neck and collarbone was well hidden. She wore a light blue cardigan as a loose outer layer, and her whole demeanor changed from aloof queen to lazy and proud cat.

Shirakawa Haru noticed that Hachiman Kailing was holding a woven bag in her right hand, which she had tightened with a drawstring. Judging from the shape of the undulating woven bag, the contents seemed to be a pair of shoes, roller skates.

He followed Hachiman Kailing up the stairs and into the music store.

Manager Matsuo greeted them with sleepy eyes: "Why are you both here so early today? That's fine, Shirakawa, go bring me breakfast. Xiao Hailing, go into the room and put your things down first."

"Manager Matsuo stayed in the piano shop yesterday?" Shirakawa Haru lowered his head slightly. Manager Matsuo was not as tall as him. He could see two dark circles under his eyes. Manager Matsuo should not have washed his face or brushed his teeth yet, otherwise his tongue coating would be cleaner and he would not look so drowsy.

If Manager Matsuo had come out of his own home, as the owner of the piano store, there would be no need for him to get up early. He could just stroll over slowly and buy breakfast on the way.

"You figured it out, Shirakawa? With your observation skills, it would be strange if you didn't." Manager Matsuo yawned, and the tears mixed with secretions in the corners of his eyes were crushed together by him. "Didn't I tell you a few days ago that I wanted to buy an office building? My family said they would buy it for me as long as I got married. A few days ago, I went on a blind date and ran into a friend from my old band. I asked her if we could pretend for a while, and let me get the office building first, and then I'd treat you to dinner. She said yes, and as a result, it happened."

"Manager Matsuo is quite rich." Shirakawa Haru thought that ordinary middle-class people would not be able to come up with so much liquid funds in an instant.

"Don't say that. It's my dad who's rich, and I'm a complete pauper. To get me married, he probably even gave me the money I was going to use to buy a house. It'll be mine eventually anyway." Manager Matsuo forced his eyelids open. "When I think about that office building across the street that will soon be mine, and I can even open a music store and perform live music in it, I'm so excited I can't sleep. The moment I close my eyes, I think of that office building."

So you just moved into the music store?

Shirakawa Haru walked past Manager Matsuo and went to the recording studio to put away the bass box. Hachiman Kailing was standing in front of the window, looking at something in the already bright sunlight.

"Shirakawa-kun." Shirakawa Haru put down the bass box quietly, but the sound of the bass box falling to the ground was still heard by Hachiman Kailing. She turned around and nodded to Shirakawa Haru, then continued to read the instruction manual in her hand.

The sun's rays fell on Hachiman Kailing's face, making her profile look peaceful and beautiful. She moved her fingers lightly, and the instruction manual turned a page, making a rustling sound. At the same time, she smoothed her hair, raised her chin, and her bright lips were very delicate.

"When is class today?" Shirakawa Haru took out his bass. "Is it the same time as before?"

"Well...it depends on when Shirakawa-kun wants to start class. I didn't expect you to come so early. If you want to start class earlier, that's fine. It's also fine to start later. But not too late. I have some personal matters this afternoon."

Hachiman Kailing glanced at the woven bag leaning against the corner of the wall.

"Okay, let's start the class soon." Shirakawa Haru walked out of the recording studio and said before closing the door, "I'll go buy breakfast for Manager Matsuo first."

"Yeah." Hachiman Kailing responded in a low voice, put down the instruction manual in her hand, held her bass and played according to the music score.

Manager Matsuo's piano shop is not located in a remote area, but it is still some distance away from the bustling neighborhood. Fortunately, breakfast shops are not only found in the neighborhood. Shirakawa Haru rented a bicycle and rode a few intersections before he came across a breakfast shop.

After buying breakfast for Manager Matsuo, Shirakawa Haru went to a convenience store on the side of the road to buy some other things.

"You're back?" The plastic bag containing breakfast was thrown onto the counter in front of Manager Matsuo. He untied the bag and sniffed it. "It's the dumplings from that roadside breakfast shop, right? It would be nice if they had vinegar."

"Eat it if you want or not." Shirakawa Haru said unhappily. Manager Matsuo didn't tell her what he wanted to eat, so she could only buy whatever she wanted.

He walked past the counter carrying three boxes of milk jelly drinks. Compared to throwing the breakfast directly to Manager Matsuo, his movements of carrying the three boxes of milk jelly drinks were undoubtedly much gentler.

"I'll transfer the money to you later." Manager Matsuo ate the dumplings, his voice unclear.

"No need, Manager Matsuo, you let me watch so many live performances, and you didn't charge me for tickets," said Shirakawa Haru.

"I will try my best to help you matchmake Xiao Hailing." Manager Matsuo gave Shirakawa Haru a thumbs up.

"That's baffling." Shirakawa Haru pulled a small bag of vinegar from his pocket and handed it to Manager Matsuo. "I didn't know if you like dipping in vinegar, so I only brought one bag. The bag is tied tightly, so you don't have to worry about it leaking out."

"Baichuan, you really brought it for me? I'm really touched by this. From now on, that recording studio will be exclusively for you and little Hailing!"

"Thank you."

The studio was quiet. A beautiful bass guitarist leaned against Hachiman Kairin's slender thigh. Hachiman Kairin sat at her desk, feet propped up on the crossbar of her stool. She wasn't reading the manual or using her phone, seemingly lost in thought. As the electronic lock clicked behind her, her eyelashes and delicate ears began to tremble slightly. She turned toward the door, her eyes widening slightly.

She saw Shirakawa Haru walk into the studio, only half his face showing, because he was holding... three boxes of milk jelly drinks? She saw the familiar cartoon panda image, all of them chocolate flavored.

"What are these?" Hachiman Kailing looked a little puzzled.

"Hmm... these are the 'friendship price' for Miss Hachiman." Shirakawa Haru placed three boxes of milk jelly drinks in the corner, tore open the cardboard packaging of one of the boxes, took out a bottle of milk jelly drink and placed it on the table next to Hachiman Kailing. "Manager Matsuo said that this recording studio will only be rented to us from now on, so it's okay to put three boxes of drinks here."

"There are many flavors of this drink at the convenience store. The owner said the best-selling ones are chocolate and mandarin orange, but I've only seen you drink chocolate, so all three boxes of milk jelly drinks are this flavor." Shirakawa Haru took out his bass, plugged in the audio cable, and plucked the strings. "Did I buy the right one?"

The bass hummed dully.

"Okay, I get it. Shirakawa-kun didn't buy the wrong one. This is indeed my favorite flavor." Hachiman Kailing bent down and picked up the bass at her feet. "Let's start the lesson now."

"Okay." Shirakawa Haru took out paper and pen from the desk drawer.

Hachiman Kailing's bass lessons are one hour each.

After the whole class was over, Hachiman Kailing and Shirakawa Haru began to rest.

Hachiman Kailing opened a pack of milk jelly drink and ate half a sandwich quietly in her hand.

Shirakawa Haru sat on the stool, stood up and pulled the curtains of the recording studio window to the minimum so that the sunlight could penetrate the entire window, and took notes silently.

"That's amazing, Shirakawa-kun." Hachiman Kailing finished the last bite of her sandwich and wiped her fingers and lips with a tissue. "You've only had a few lessons, but your bass playing is already better than many bassists in amateur bands."

"Anyone can do it if they work hard privately," Shirakawa Haru said. "It's nothing to brag about. Besides, I'm just the bassist in an amateur band. I still have a long way to go to reach Ms. Hailing's level."

Shirakawa Haru was so focused on taking notes and self-examination that he didn't notice his slip of the tongue.

"I'm not praising you, I'm just stating the facts." Hachiman Kailing put the empty drinks box into the trash can. "If Shirakawa-kun learns too fast, I'll have nothing to teach you." Having said that, she glanced at the two unopened boxes of drinks in the corner.

"No, I still have a lot to learn." Shirakawa Haru put down his pen with satisfaction. With Hachiman Kailing as his teacher, he learned a lot in this class.

"Also, what did Shirakawa-kun call me just now?" Hachiman Kailing's tone was as calm as water, no different from usual, but because of this, it was impossible to hear any emotion in her.

"Hailing-chan... I'm sorry." Shirakawa Haru realized his slip of the tongue, "Manager Matsuo always calls Ms. Hachiman 'Hailing-chan'. I'm a bit used to it, so I didn't react for a moment. Sorry!"

"It won't happen again." Hachiman Kailing nodded, suddenly touched her chest, and then blinked, her expression seemed a little confused.

But this look of doubt did not last long and disappeared before Baichuan Qing noticed it.

"Yeah." Shirakawa Haru opened the window and wanted to get some fresh air.

Although the air purifier has been working all the time, he always feels that such "artificial" air is not as fresh as the wind blowing in through the window from nature.

Suddenly a strong wind blew, and the pencil on the desk was blown off, and the stack of notes pressed down by the pencil flew like snowflakes.

The instruction manual that Hachiman Kailing had placed on the bass case was also blown away and hit the wall by the wind.

"I'll pick it up." Shirakawa Haru closed the window, and all the papers blown up by the wind fell down.

"Together," she said.

After a while, Shirakawa Haru and Hachiman Kailing picked up all the papers scattered on the ground.

In Shirakawa Haru's hand is the instruction manual and a job advertisement that Hachiman Kailing read this morning, and in Hachiman Kailing's hand is Shirakawa Haru's notes.

The two exchanged each other's belongings.

"Shirakawa-kun, have you ever worked part-time at an amusement park?" Hachiman Kailing, who had received the job advertisement, suddenly spoke up. "Just last night, I found a part-time job at an amusement park."

"My job is selling flowers in the amusement park," she said.

Chapter 5.8 Roller Skates - Selling Flowers (k)

Hachiman Hailing walked ahead, carrying a woven bag, and Shirakawa Haru followed behind her, walking at a leisurely pace. It was one in the afternoon, the sky was clear and bright, the sun was shining, and there were not many clouds.

The two walked towards the amusement park where Hachiman Kailing had applied for a job.

Chiba Prefecture is a fairly affluent area in Tokyo. The fourth-largest Disney theme park in the world is located in Maihama, Urayasu City, Chiba Prefecture.

The Disneyland was built according to American standards, covers an area of 201 hectares and has seven theme parks.

That was not the place where Hachiman Kailing applied for the job. Disneyland was too big, and there were too many people inside. People were coming and going, and she just wanted to find something to do to relax.

While shopping, she accidentally picked up a job advertisement. The job required selling flowers in an amusement park. She only had to work one and a half days a week. The minimum wage was calculated on an hourly basis, and she would get a commission of a certain percentage for each bouquet of flowers sold.

She found it interesting and applied for the job.

Hachiman Kailing's application was very successful.

Perhaps even the person who posted the job advertisement hadn't expected someone to actually apply for it. He hadn't held out any hope for the job, but when someone opened his office door, a stunningly beautiful girl with a cool demeanor and stunning looks appeared. Without a second thought, he accepted Hachiman Kairin, declaring that the job belonged to her.

Before Hachiman Kailing could say a few words, she passed the interview in confusion.

"Thank you for accompanying me to the amusement park." The traffic light on the sidewalk in front of her turned from green to red, and the bicycles and electric scooters next to her stopped at the same time. Hachiman Kailing glanced behind her and saw that Shirakawa Haru had already walked to her side. "Isn't this a bit too troublesome?" She kneaded the drawstring of the woven bag in her hand, and the woven bag below kept rotating with the drawstring.

"It's okay." Bai Chuanqing said, "I didn't have anything to do anyway, so I just came out for a walk."

"I still want to say thank you to Shirakawa-kun again." Hachiman Kailing took out the roller skates' instruction manual and read it again. "I didn't expect that Shirakawa-kun would follow me out after I just said a few words. Actually, I was looking for someone to share this with, a friend or a fan."

The traffic light turned from red to green, and the frozen world on the sidewalk began to flow again. Hachiman Kailing and Shirakawa Haru walked forward. During this time, they chatted aimlessly again. However, due to their personalities, no matter what they talked about, they always managed to finish the topic in just a few words.

Chiba Amusement Park, this is the name of the amusement park where Hachiman Kailing applied for a job.

Although the scale of this amusement park is small compared to Disneyland, it has all kinds of amusement facilities. As a local amusement park in Chiba Prefecture that does not operate many IPs, it is very good.

Hachiman Kailing entered the amusement park at the staff entrance with her work ID. Shirakawa Haru, a visitor with no connection to the amusement park, could only buy a ticket at the gate. He looked at the ticket in his hand and the several rides on it, his eyes starting to go blank.

I bought a pair of tickets by mistake.

"Shirakawa-kun, here." Hachiman Kailing walked out from behind Shirakawa Haru and took him to the staff lounge and asked him, "Can you wait here for me?"

"Ms. Hachiman?" Shirakawa Haru was halfway through his words when his gaze shifted to the hand of Hachiman Kailing hidden behind the door. She was holding a pair of roller skates, the laces were loose, and the buckles on the side of the shoes were pulled wide open.

At this moment, he suddenly understood why Hachiman Kailing asked him to wait for her at the door.

He remembered Hachiman Kailing as not only stunningly beautiful but also dashing and capable, just like when she stood on the martial arts stage playing bass. Logically, she should have quickly prepared everything in the staff room and gotten to work. But Hachiman Kailing had brought a pair of roller skates, and she probably didn't know how to wear them or how to ride them.

No wonder Hachiman Kailing spent her mornings resting up and down flipping through the instruction manual for her roller skates. Actually, the manual didn't teach much about how to use the skates; it just described the structure. The instructions were like walking: take one step, apply force, then step with the other, repeating the process.

What the instruction manual cannot teach you can only be learned through practice.

"I'm changing my shoes, please... wait for me a moment." Hachiman Kailing closed the door and changed her shoes in the room.

A few minutes later, she walked out of the staff room holding the door panel. Her movements looked very clumsy, like a little duck. She didn't skate on roller skates, but instead seemed to be walking on stilts. The wheels on the roller skates hit the ground again and again, making a "da da da" sound.

"Isn't this uncomfortable?" Shirakawa Haru glanced at Hachiman Kailing's roller skates, then walked over to her side, squatted down, and carefully examined the roller skates. "The laces are too tight. It's best to adjust the laces on newly bought roller skates."

"Ms. Hachiman, is this your first time wearing roller skates?" asked Shirakawa Haru.

"No." Hachiman Kailing looked down at Shirakawa Haru's upturned face, her expression slightly distressed. "Yes. A relative gave me these shoes yesterday. I know how to wear them, but I'm always afraid of falling. I fell once at home. After I put them on on a stool, my feet felt light and fluttery. Because I fell once, I didn't dare to take a step. I haven't walked before, so I naturally don't know if the shoes fit... They are indeed a bit tight."

"If you don't mind, I can help Ms. Hachiman adjust the tightness of the laces on her roller skates. Do you need my help?" Shirakawa Haru asked cautiously. He and Hachiman Kairin were not very close. They were student and teacher, fan and idol. If he was too presumptuous, it might cause some unnecessary misunderstandings.

"Then I'll trouble you, Shirakawa-kun." Hachiman Kailing blinked and wanted to refuse, saying that she could handle it, but she also knew that the way she was lying on the door panel was not very convincing, so she could only respond softly and nodded.

"Can I come into the staff room?" Shirakawa Haru said, "Ms. Hachiman, you'd better find a place to sit first. Otherwise, you might fall when I help you untie your shoelaces."

"Yes. There's no one in the staff room, and just in case, I asked the boss in advance if anyone can come in here." said Hachiman Kailing.

"Put on the right roller skate first." Shirakawa Haru asked Hachiman Kailing to sit on a chair and take off her roller skates. He took one shoe, pulled the tongue out, and then loosened the shoelaces. After doing all this, he asked Hachiman Kailing to try it on.

Hachiman Kailing put on the shoes very unnaturally. Her eyes trembled a little. She should have been looking at the roller skates, but her gaze involuntarily looked at Shirakawa Haru's hands on both sides of the shoes.

Her feet were just seen by Shirakawa-kun. Today she was wearing black stockings, which were a little small and very tight on her feet, wrapping her feet well and outlining her graceful beauty.

She had never cared about such things before. If she was seen, she was seen. If she didn't have this personality, Hachiman Kairin wouldn't have worn those slightly revealing, yet very assertive, tube-top bras that showed off a bit of her chest and navel, and they were red, so dazzling and alluring. She didn't care what others thought of her. As long as she liked something, she would do it.

But in front of Shirakawa Haru, perhaps it was the first time in her life that her feet were seen by a man other than her family. It felt a bit ambiguous and private, and Yawata Kailing could not concentrate.

"Relax a little, you haven't hit the bottom yet... No wonder Miss Hachiman fell before. It would be strange if a beginner didn't fall wearing roller skates like this." Shirakawa Haru patted his shoes.

Hachiman Kailing woke up as if from a dream, and her feet stepped firmly on the insole.

"Alright." Shirakawa Haru helped Hachiman Kailing put on one shoe, then helped her put on the other. "Try standing up. Be careful not to fall."

"No problem." Hachiman Kailing tried walking on the ground. She still didn't know how to use roller skates, so she walked clumsily on the ground. "They are very comfortable to wear. Thank you, Shirakawa-kun. It's just that I'm not very good at roller skating yet."

"When does Miss Hachiman start work?" asked Shirakawa Haru.

"Wait a while for someone to bring the flowers over." Hachiman Hailing pressed her hands against the wall and moved slowly, "So I still have some time to adjust."

"Why do you wear roller skates to work? Miss Hachiman is not very good at this." Shirakawa Haru put the shoes that Hachiman Kailing took off into the shoe cabinet. Hachiman Kailing glanced at Shirakawa Haru, raised an eyebrow, but did not refuse.