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Behind this squad, at a distance, followed another squad.

"If we add Sawamura-kun to that..." Miura Yumiko was too lazy to show any expression anymore.

“That makes four.” Yui Yuigahama looked at Yumiko’s noticeably lowered mood and carefully spoke up, “Rin seems to really like Kaze.”

Yumiko Miura simply watched the boy circling the lamppost, remaining silent.

After a while, Miura Yumiko and Yuigahama Yui turned their heads and looked at the person who had not spoken.

Hina Ebina paused slightly, then smiled gently: "This is..."

“It’s a good thing, right?” Miura Yumiko added.

She then stopped, looking somewhat tired.

"Himena, Yui, I want to go home now, I'm feeling a bit tired."

Then she glanced at the boy over there, backed away while waving to her two best friends, and finally showed a generous smile: "You guys have fun, see you at school tomorrow."

Yui Yuigahama knew, of course, that the other person wasn't tired, but she still flashed a cheerful smile and waved enthusiastically: "Yeah! See you tomorrow, Yumiko!"

Hina Ebina simply smiled and said, "Okay, see you tomorrow."

Only after the proud blonde girl walked away did Yui Yuigahama relax her expression and become listless. She looked at the person who was still by her side: "Himena, what should we do?"

"What should we do?" Hina Ebina thought for a moment, then looked in the direction Yumiko had left, and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, Yui. Yumiko has a kind of obsessive attachment to the things she likes and is unwilling to give up. She will cheer up and recover."

She smiled slightly as she said this: "Just like Yumiko still wants to continue playing tennis, she still remembers that Yukinoshita helped her in the third grade of elementary school, and she still thinks that Kazehaya was very cool that day."

"Once she falls in love, it's no longer up to her to decide."

Taking a deep breath and then relaxing, Hina Ebina softly asked, "Yui, what's next? Are we going to the next location with them, or shall we go shopping?"

"Let's go shopping!" Yui Yuigahama declared decisively.

"Huh, don't you want to keep watching?"

"Xiao Feng has too many people around him now, let's play by passing notes tomorrow instead."

"There were four people passing the note?"

"Hehe, since it's Hina and Yumiko who are quite familiar with each other, there's no need to worry about not being able to join the conversation. As for Kaze, I don't dare to go over there right now."

"It's okay, I don't dare to go over there now."

......

The final dinner was again held at a seafood restaurant, mainly because the clothes I had bought earlier were all stored there, and I was too lazy to find a new restaurant.

Nomiyama quietly ate his large portion of seafood fried rice, occasionally looking up to bite into the crab or shrimp that his two girlfriends fed him.

Then, he persisted in bickering with Yang Nai's restless feet under the table.

He chewed deeply, swallowed with difficulty, picked up the drink cup beside him, glanced at it, and then stood up.

"I'll go get a glass of orange soda."

Eriri Sawamura, who was biting into a shrimp, paused for a moment, then quickly swallowed the shrimp meat in her mouth, emptied her cola, and prepared to speak.

"Ah, I'm out of drinks too. Let's drink together. Does anyone need a refill?" Kato Megumi stood up casually and asked the others at the table.

"No, thank you," Yukino Yukinoshita replied politely.

"Ah, thank you for your hard work. I'd like an orange soda." Yukinoshita Haruno handed over her water cup without any hesitation.

Eriri Sawamura hesitated for a moment, then finally handed over a glass of water and whispered, "Cola."

"Okay." Kato Megumi took the water glass and accompanied him to the self-service beverage machine.

......

Rubbing his stomach, Nomiyama put the full glass of orange soda into his mouth and stood up.

Yukino Yukinoshita was peeling shrimp when she noticed his actions and asked, "What's wrong?"

Nomiyama glanced at the plates on the table, unconcerned: "Go pay the bill, it's about time to go home."

"Mm." Yukino Yukinoshita responded simply, then fell silent, continued peeling shrimp, and handed it to Eriri.

Eriri Sawamura took the shrimp from the plate, but instead of eating it right away, she immediately stood up.

“Let’s split the bill. I can’t let you treat me to two meals. This time, I’ll split it in half.” Yukinoshita Haruno stood up, smiling broadly.

Nomiyama looked at her for a while, then turned away without saying anything.

Yukinoshita glanced at Kato Megumi beside her and shrugged: "Don't worry about it, my family is never short of money."

After her sister left, Yukino Yukinoshita also looked at her rival and said softly, "Kato-kun, don't worry about it. I know you don't mind A, but I do have a lot of money under my control."

Kato Megumi looked at her sisters as they explained things to her one by one, her eyes slightly shimmering. They were all the type who cared about the feelings of those around them.

She lowered her eyes and began peeling shrimp, preparing to feed him later, saying casually, "Yukinoshita-kun, I don't mind."

Yukino Yukinoshita paused slightly, waiting for her to continue.

With a gentle look in her eyes, Kato Megumi placed the peeled shrimp on a plate, waiting for him to come back and eat. She said softly, "Since my boyfriend paid for half of it, it definitely included my share, so I don't mind, Yukinoshita-kun."

Yukino Yukinoshita's expression twisted for the first time, and she stared at the person opposite her, her hand that was peeling shrimp stopping.

What do you mean by "your boyfriend paid for his share"? There are five people in the room, and the share is 2.5 each. You two each get one share, so what about me? I get 0.5?

Eriri Sawamura glanced at the two people who seemed to be in a bad mood, reached out, grabbed the shrimp that Yukino had peeled, and stuffed it directly into her mouth without even bothering with the dipping sauce, taking a big bite.

I missed spending time alone with him again.

......

"Alright, everyone go home. I'll see you off."

Nomiyama was carrying his bags of clothes, but he quickly remembered the two sets of matching outfits he had left at the couples' shop.

Then, I'll pick it up after I take the girl home. No rush.

Meanwhile, Eriri Sawamura's eyes lit up, and she was about to speak.

“No need, we are not weak women,” Yukino Yukinoshita replied simply.

She then offered a solution: "As for Eriri, I'll take her home, and then..."

Yukinoshita Haruno interjected to add, "I'll go with Megumi. We're going the same way anyway, what do you say, Megumi?"

Kato Megumi calmly replied, "Yes, it's nice for two people to go home together."

Nomiyama looked at the clothes his girlfriends had each picked out and remained silent.

So? I'm all alone?

"Alright, goodbye, brother-in-law."

Yukinoshita Haruno walked ahead first, and Kato Megumi glanced at the arena before turning and leaving as well: "See you tomorrow, Kazehaya."

"Oh, goodbye." Nomiyama waved.

"See you tomorrow, Nomiyama-kun." Yukino Yukinoshita glanced at him, then pulled Eriri away.

Eriri Sawamura turned to look at him, saying nothing, just staring.

"See you tomorrow." Nomiyama waved in response, then watched quietly.

After they disappeared from sight, Nomiyama remained silent for a long time before finally covering his face in despair.

Eriri, you idiot! With all three of them around, what could your stupid brain possibly do?

Thinking of how the others had deliberately interrupted Eriri earlier, he twitched his lips, turned around, and walked towards the shop where he had left his couple's outfits.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The second hundredth snow is the first time I've seen snow.

Insert the wire into the keyhole and pull; the door will open immediately.

Nomiyama stepped inside, casually saying, "Miyamura, I'm here."

After saying that, he looked at the woman running towards him, opened his arms to wait, and also thought about something.

Why is my first reaction when I go to my girlfriend's house to try and break in?

Her body was knocked back slightly by the person who rushed into her arms, and Nomiyama remarked, "Are you Ponyo? You have to bump into me to meet me."

Yukinoshita Miyami straightened up, lowered her head slightly embarrassed, and said, "I was a little happy because I didn't expect Kazehaya to come."

Nomiyama walked into the house, sat on the sofa, and then slumped down.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, lost in thought.

Yukinoshita Miyami simply sat quietly beside him, glanced at him, and then carefully turned down the volume of the TV with the remote control.

"I don't know why, but I feel like my life has become much busier lately."

Nomiyama thought about yesterday and then about today; it seemed like things were never-ending.

In the past few years, he would basically spend his weekends lounging on the sofa, flipping through a comic book, or watching movies and TV series.

"Then, would you like me to give you a massage? I've learned head massage techniques, so I think I can help you relax," Yukinoshita Miyami said softly.

"Okay, thank you for your help." Nomiyama lay down on the sofa and closed his eyes.

"Fengzao, you don't need to be so polite with me."

As she spoke, Yukinoshita Miyabi knelt down in front of him, reached out and gently pressed on the acupoints on his head.

"Oh, remember to give me the key later. It feels weird to break in." Nomiyama said with his eyes closed.

“Okay,” Yukinoshita Miyu replied softly.

After a while, she lowered her head and slowly relaxed her hand movements.

He fell asleep.

Looking at him quietly, Yukinoshita Miyabi's expression was serene.

She moved her body silently, slowly laying herself down beside him, then carefully leaned in and closed her eyes as well.

......

Eriri Sawamura is swinging on a swing, or rather, hanging on a swing.

No one pushed her, and she was too lazy to exert any effort; she simply sat on the swing, lost in thought.

Her beautiful blonde hair was no longer tied into pigtails, but simply draped over her shoulders. Occasionally, cherry blossoms were carried into the courtyard by the wind and drifted past her, causing the translucent ends of her hair, bathed in the setting sun, to sway slightly, as if they were about to flutter along with her.

Sawamura Sayuri was still wearing her red kimono. She was calmly watering several potted plants at the other end of the courtyard.

Occasionally she would look up at her daughter, then look down again.

Sometimes, you have to think things through yourself. As parents, we can't be involved in everything, because ultimately, it's her own life.

She put down the kettle and walked towards the house.

Instead of all that, let's focus on making dinner for ourselves. Our daughter is all grown up now and prefers to eat out with people she likes, leaving her mother alone at home.

Truly, it's a scene of utter desolation and misery.

Pushing open the door, Sayuri Sawamura walked towards the kitchen.

Startled by the strange noise, Eriri Sawamura looked up and towards the gate.

A woman dressed in office attire stood respectfully at the door. Noticing her gaze, the woman became even more respectful, and her voice rang out.

"Hello, this is Qingshan Clothing. This afternoon, Madam bought some clothes at our shop and asked us to deliver them here."

clothing?

Eriri Sawamura blinked. It seemed that her mother sometimes did this, finding it troublesome to carry clothes, so she would buy clothes and have them delivered.

After jumping off the swing, Eriri Sawamura strolled towards the gate, her face naturally displaying a polite and reserved demeanor: "Thank you for your help."

"No trouble at all, Madam has spent a lot at the store, it's only right." The office lady remained respectful.