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"Xiangzi, why are you here now?" Shirakawa Haru walked into the corridor through the sliding door and then closed it. The corridor was now a little too quiet. Apart from the two of them, there was no one else in sight. The emptiness was so unsettling. "You have a lot of work to do today. Why don't you go and rest first?"

"Because I have a lot of work to do in the afternoon, I want to come early to finish my work. I also have my own things to do tonight... You know what I want to do."

"It doesn't have to be so early."

"It's better to be early than late. If I'm late again, I'll be in trouble. I've already been criticized once before."

"If you feel like you can't manage the time, why don't you put your student union work aside for a while and let me help you with your part of the work?"

"No need Qing, it's my own business after all."

"Did you cry just now? Your eyes seem a little..."

"I didn't, you saw it wrong."

Shirakawa Haru's gaze first fell on the lunch box at Toyokawa Shoko's feet, and then his gaze moved to her eyes, which were red and swollen like ripe peaches.

He ignored Xiangzi's stubborn expression in her silence, and without saying anything, he pulled her arm and walked quickly outside, as if he had something urgent and important to do.

"Let me go..." said Shoko Toyokawa.

"Oh..." Shirakawa Haru responded softly and nodded slightly. At the moment when he let go of his hand, his eyes inadvertently swept across Toyokawa Shoko's face, and he clearly caught the lost expression that flashed across her face. That expression instantly covered her already dim eyes like a dark cloud, and made Toyokawa Shoko's mouth corners slightly turned down. Although it was only a short moment, it made Shirakawa Haru's heart suddenly tighten. Without any hesitation, he quickly reached out again and grabbed Shoko's hand back, his tone dull and stubborn, "I won't let go."

Shirakawa Haru held Toyokawa Shoko's hand tightly and walked out of the corridor quickly.

Arriving at the door of the small auditorium, he first cautiously leaned out to look, his eyes like a vigilant animal, not missing any corner where someone might be hiding.

After he made sure that there was no one around, he pulled Toyokawa Shoko over, and the two of them rushed out like a gust of wind, leaving only their hurried footsteps echoing at the door.

While running, the cool breeze wrapped around them like a lively elf, blowing up Shoko Toyokawa's skirt.

The hem of the skirt danced freely in the wind like a blooming flower. A trace of shyness flashed across Toyokawa Shoko's face. She quickly stretched out a slender hand and pressed down the skirt tightly to prevent her spring light from leaking out. Her fingers turned slightly white due to the force.

Nagasaki Suyo walked slowly out of the hallway, her movements revealing a deliberate leisure. Raising her hand, her slender fingers gently stroked her smooth hair. This series of movements seemed nonchalant, but in reality, it was a disguise.

She looked like a lost and confused person, with a look of confusion and helplessness in her eyes.

But in fact, not long ago, she was crouching with her ear pressed against the back of the trap door.

The door was like a secret megaphone, transmitting every word of the conversation between Shirakawa Haru and Toyokawa Shoko into her ears, and she listened to the whole thing without making a sound.

Nagasaki Suyo stood in place, her eyes as cold as ice knives piercing at Shirakawa Haru's receding back, and her eyes seemed to contain endless resentment and dissatisfaction.

However, when her gaze shifted to Toyokawa Shoko, she softened unconsciously, like spring snow encountering the warm sun.

Nagasaki Suyo still had a stern face, but her heart was as clear as a mirror.

She knew very well that the reason Toyokawa Shoko was crying was entirely because of Shirakawa Haru. If it weren't for him, how could someone as proud as Shoko let his tears flow? She knew that Shoko's pride was like a flower blooming on a high mountain, never bowing its head easily. Nagasaki Suyo picked up the lunch box that Toyokawa Shoko had dropped. The lunch box seemed to still retain the warmth of Shoko. The residual warmth from the lunch box penetrated her delicate skin, like a soft feather brushing against her, clearly conveying to her heart, causing a complex emotion to surge in her heart.

Nagasaki Suyo couldn't imagine that Shirakawa Haru would hurt Toyokawa Shoko in any way other than emotional issues, but in her opinion, Shirakawa Haru didn't seem like the kind of person who would actively hurt others. She secretly speculated that Shirakawa Haru might have hurt Shoko without his knowledge.

She had previously asked Shirakawa Haru about his relationship with Toyokawa Shoko, and he said they were just friends. She analyzed that Shirakawa Haru did not have that kind of feelings between a man and a woman for Shoko.

Nagasaki Suyo's breathing suddenly stopped, and in that instant, she felt as if her heart had stopped beating. Her mind was blank, and all her thoughts seemed to be instantly ripped away by an invisible force, leaving only a blankness.

So, was it Xiangzi who fell in love with Shirakawa Haru first?

Is it unrequited love?

She was suffering from a broken heart.

Nagasaki Suyo once heard that in a romantic relationship between a man and a woman, the one who falls in love first is like a moth to a flame and often has to endure more pain.

This pain, like fine spider silk, silently entangles us, dragging us deeper and deeper into an emotional vortex, unable to extricate ourselves. Every smile, every glance, every greeting can become a source of sweetness and torment. Simply because love has sprouted deep within our hearts, we are destined to struggle forward amidst the anxiety of gain and loss.

When she can't see him, Xiangzi would smile at Shirakawa Haru or greet her every day. These things that she could never get were Shirakawa Haru's daily life.

My heart seems to be entangled by thorns, and every beat is accompanied by pain.

Nagasaki Suyo looked at the backs of Shirakawa Haru and Toyokawa Shoko, the calm expression on her face was like a fragile mask that could break at any time.

She knew very well that she couldn't take the initiative to disturb the two people now, and could only watch from a distance, but her heart was gnawing with jealousy and anxiety.

She thought of Toyokawa Shoko, the man who was as bright as the stars in her heart but so far away from her, and secretly vowed that she would make Shoko understand her feelings no matter what, even if it cost a huge price.

And there is Shirakawa Haru, who actually dared to make Xiangzi cry. Nagasaki Suyo secretly swore in her heart that she would definitely take revenge on him and let him taste the pain of a broken heart!

But the most urgent task now is to make Xiangzi completely lose his love for Shirakawa Haru.

Recalling Toyokawa Shoko's reluctant but welcoming attitude towards Shirakawa Haru just now, Nagasaki Suyo had already made up her mind that Toyokawa Shoko's affection for Shirakawa Haru had never diminished.

She knew Xiangzi too well. Xiangzi was such a person who was very persistent in everything.

Once feelings take root in the heart, they will wrap around tightly like vines and will never let go easily.

Even though Xiangzi herself may still be ignorant and wandering in the fog of emotions, Nagasaki Suyo, as someone who was once so close to her, sees it all clearly.

Behind that reluctance to accept is the struggle between Xiangzi's love and reserve deep in his heart, but that feeling is like the bright starlight, shining brighter in this struggle, and no one can ignore it.

Nagasaki Suyo knew very well that Xiangzi's love was passionate and deep, but it was just covered up by her proud appearance. However, this love could not be hidden after all, and would always be revealed inadvertently, just like the scene just now. Every look and every subtle movement were interpreted by Nagasaki Suyo as the code of love.

If I want to protect Xiangzi from being hurt emotionally, I will definitely not stop Xiangzi from continuing to like Shirakawa Haru... But if Shirakawa Haru takes the initiative to distance himself from and alienate Toyokawa Xiangzi...

She thought that although both would cause Xiangzi pain, the latter would be less painful...

But how can we make Shirakawa Haru stay away from Toyokawa Shoko on our own initiative? We also need a legitimate reason, a reason that both Shirakawa Haru and Shoko can agree on...

After a brief thought, Nagasaki Suyo came up with a perfect idea!

As long as she becomes Shirakawa Haru's girlfriend, she will naturally keep Shirakawa Haru away from Toyokawa Shoko. After knowing this, Toyokawa Shoko will also leave her silently. Then she can take this opportunity to become the most important person in Shoko's heart again.

Not only that, before becoming Shirakawa Haru's girlfriend, she was able to use Shirakawa Haru's relationship to indirectly find out Xiangzi's current residence and information.

It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone!

This matter must be done carefully and secretly. Not to mention that I don't really want to be Shirakawa Haru's girlfriend, secondly, if Xiangzi knew about it, how she would view me is also questionable. She will definitely feel that I have betrayed her.

Nagasaki Susuyo only wants the title of Shirakawa Haru's girlfriend and doesn't want anything to really happen between them.

She silently swore in her heart that she would never let herself fall in love with Shirakawa Haru while she was with him.

Because she clearly saw the example of Xiangzi, Xiangzi seemed to be restricted by Shirakawa Haru in this relationship and became anxious and worried. That was a state that Nagasaki Suyo did not want to experience.

Nagasaki Suyo is determined to take the initiative in dealing with the relationship between the two.

She understood that the move she was taking was actually a risky one, and if she was not careful she might lose everything.

However, at this point, in order to continue to stay with Xiangzi and to revive CRYCHIC, she has no other choice but to take a gamble, even if it means using all means.

There was a determination in her eyes, as if she was ready to face all the consequences.

At this moment, Nagasaki Suyo is like an unshakable mountain, the howling wind cannot shake it, and the torrential rain cannot erode it.

She felt she had never been so resolute. Every thought was as hard as steel, every determination as solid as rock.

I'll try to invite Shirakawa Haru tomorrow, Nagasaki Suyo thought.

Shirakawa Haru brought Toyokawa Shoko to her private piano room, and asked Toyokawa Shoko to use the key to open the door of the piano room.

Inside the piano room, the stools remained quietly positioned where they had been yesterday, as if time had stood still, nothing had changed. Warm sunlight, like golden threads, streamed through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a gentle glow over the entire room. The massive grand piano, shimmering in the sunlight, shone darkly, as if quietly awaiting its master's arrival, about to unleash a beautiful, moving melody.

Shirakawa Haru sat gently on the stool, which made a slight creaking sound, as if laying a quiet prelude to the story that was about to unfold.

Are you still angry with me?" Bai Chuanqing leaned down slightly and said.

Toyokawa Shoko turned her head slightly, avoiding Shirakawa Haru's sight. After a moment of silence, she slowly said, "I'm not angry with you, I'm angry with myself."

Her tone was a little depressed, as if the regret and self-blame hidden in her heart were seeping out bit by bit with her words.

At this moment, her eyes were full of dissatisfaction with herself, her brows were slightly furrowed, and she was immersed in self-blame.

Shirakawa Haru raised his head and looked at Toyokawa Shoko tenderly, with anticipation glittering in his eyes, and whispered, "I want to hear you play the piano."

His voice was very earnest, with a hint of caution and expectation in his tone.

Shoko Toyokawa was slightly stunned. She looked at Shirakawa Haru's slightly dazed expression. The pure expectation in her eyes was like a whirlpool, making her feel as if she was being pulled by an invisible force, and she couldn't say no no matter what.

She wondered why Shirakawa Haru gave her such a silly expression?

In the past, Shirakawa Haru was sometimes humorous and sometimes serious, but in any case, he never looked like this, stupid and silly.

She couldn't help but frown slightly, her eyes full of confusion, and she just stared straight at Baichuan Qing, as if trying to find the answer from his face.

After a moment's silence, she bit her lip slightly and answered as if she had made a great decision:

"Hmm... if it's just one or two songs..."

At this moment, the sunlight shines on them, as if outlining a warm and subtle picture for the scene.

When her fingers gently touched the row of black and white keys, it seemed as if a wonderful electric current instantly spread throughout her body.

The slender fingers are like nimble dancers, gracefully jumping and spinning on the piano keys.

Every time you press a key, it's like opening a door to a mysterious world of music.

The keys, pressed lightly or heavily by the fingers, produce notes of different timbres. They intertwine and collide with each other in the air, entwine and play with each other, and little by little, gradually converge and merge into a wonderful piece of music.

The music is like a stream gurgling in the mountains, clear and lively, flowing slowly and leisurely in the air, seeping into the hearts of the listeners, watering that heart like a moist garden in spring.

It is just like a spring breeze with the fragrance of flowers and warmth, gently and softly brushing across your cheeks, bringing not only a sense of comfort and tenderness, but also bringing the entire spring to your eyes.

It is like the stars shining brightly in the night sky, densely covering the vast night sky, bright and charming, exuding an irresistible charm.

The sound of the piano led the only listener at the moment, Shirakawa Haru, to completely immerse himself in this dreamy and fairy-like ocean of music.

He seemed to have forgotten everything around him, with only this beautiful melody echoing in his ears.

When Shoko Toyokawa finally came back to her senses from her intoxicated state of playing, she was shocked to realize that the number of piano pieces she had played far exceeded the few she had mentioned at the beginning.

At this moment, warm and sincere applause suddenly rang out in the quiet piano room, breaking the dreamlike atmosphere created by the music just now.

Shirakawa Haru smiled, his eyes full of admiration and expectation. He slowly stood up from the stool and walked towards Toyokawa Shoko with brisk steps.

When he came closer, he leaned forward slightly and said to Toyokawa Shoko in a soft voice:

"Xiangzi, are you still angry with me now?"

The sound was as soft as a feather falling.

Chapter 6.2: Tracking Master Sushi Live Begins! (k)

"I just hate myself a little bit," said Shoko Toyokawa.

"What do you hate about yourself?" Shirakawa Haru closed his eyes.

Shoko Toyokawa stood up from the piano bench, and Haru Shirakawa walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to check whether it was closed, and then pulled the curtains.

The space in the piano room suddenly became a little dim. A few rays of sunlight came in from the gaps in the curtains and sprinkled on the ground, forming mottled light and shadows, which gave it a unique sense of brightness.

At this moment, the atmosphere was like cotton wool soaked in glue, with a hint of stickiness and depression.

"I hate my dishonesty and my duplicity." Shoko Toyokawa slowly walked in front of Shirakawa Haru, as if being pulled by an invisible force.

She raised her head slightly, and imitated Shirakawa Haru, gently closing her eyes as if she was performing a sacred ritual.

After a moment, she slowly opened her eyes, her gaze revealing a complex emotion.

At this moment, the distance between the two was so close that they could almost feel each other's breathing. Shirakawa Haru stared at Toyokawa Shoko's face. The delicate face was so close that he could even clearly count the number of eyebrows on Toyokawa Shoko's eyelids. Each eyebrow seemed to be telling her inner secret.

"Is it because of what happened yesterday?" Shirakawa Haru said softly, his eyes falling gently on Toyokawa Shoko, "I really don't take those things to heart, so don't torture yourself anymore, okay?"

He noticed something was wrong with Toyokawa Shoko in the morning.

"But I do care." Toyokawa Shoko's voice choked with sobs, her eyes gleaming with complex emotions. "It was you who took the initiative to accompany me on the train, but I... I regretted it the moment I said it. Since then, I've been looking for a chance to apologize to you. But by the time I finally recovered and regained my composure, the train had already arrived. That night, I didn't get the chance to apologize to you."

"Originally, I wanted to send you a message on Line tonight, but I wrote and deleted, deleted and wrote again. No matter how I worded it, I felt that I couldn't accurately convey my feelings. Some things are meaningless if they are not said face to face." As Toyokawa Shoko spoke, she slowly turned over the music score on the piano. Her slender fingers gently pressed on the keys and she played according to the score. The sound of the piano seemed to be telling of her inner melancholy.

Xiangzi, you are so awkward." Shirakawa Haru looked at the back of Toyokawa Xiangzi. She was sitting in front of the piano with her back to her. Her slender figure looked a little lonely under the light.

Shirakawa Haru sighed softly, walked over and sat down on the stool next to her.

"There are some things that you think in your heart, but you just can't say them out loud. This is very normal. Humans are always like this." Shirakawa Haru looked at Toyokawa Shoko's profile. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was hiding endless worries.

"I was actually at fault that day, too. I should have been more considerate of your feelings," Shirakawa Haru said. "I do have this problem. When I'm with girls, I'm always having trouble understanding their thoughts, and sometimes my relationships cross the line."

This is really very strange, Baichuan Qing thought. Even when facing those shrewd people in society, he seemed to be at ease and handy. But when facing those young and beautiful girls with smiling faces, or mature and beautiful urban beauties with graceful demeanor, he always made the other party angry without saying a few words.

He had tried many times to explore their true inner desires, but no matter how hard he tried to analyze, he was always in a fog and found nothing.

Shirakawa Haru knew that he was extremely clumsy in this regard. He once found a love guru in Tokyo who dealt with relationships between men and women to ask him for advice on this issue. The love guru first asked him if he liked beautiful women or girls. He replied that of course he did. Then he said that you might make many women shed tears for you in this life. You are a man with heavy sins, but you don’t have to worry about the issue of offspring in the future.

Baichuan Qing asked the love saint what on earth are you talking about, I paid the money, you can't say some unclear words to fool me.

The love guru just gave him a mysterious and ambiguous smile and said, this is not a problem at all, just enjoy your youth.

Shirakawa Haru said that youth is too expensive, and it is not something I can enjoy.