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"You jerk, you have no idea about friendship between girls."

Looking at Eriri in front of him, Nomiyama felt a pang of nostalgia for the idiot he used to be.

"Whatever you say." Nomiyama waved his hand, then brought up another matter, "What's wrong with you, with this strange behavior?"

Eriri Sawamura glanced at him, then held up a finger and touched a small point of light: "This?"

She shrugged: "The Spencer family's bloodline power, the 'Sun Never Sets,' is somewhat related to the sun. I went to England during the summer vacation to look at the records of the Spencer family. I'm considered a genius of atavism, but it's useless. I can't compare to Yukino."

Can't compare to Yukino? What do you mean by "can't compare to Yukino"?

Nomiyama's eyelids twitched, and he asked hesitantly, "You didn't actually get into a fight with Yukinoshita during summer vacation, did you?"

Eriri Sawamura turned around and walked towards the rooftop entrance: "Guess?"

"I won't guess." Nomiyama didn't give her a pleasant surprise.

"Fine, I won't guess then," Eriri Sawamura muttered, continuing on her way.

"Yinglili."

Nomiyama called out to her.

Eriri Sawamura stopped walking, but didn't turn around.

Nomiyama looked at that head of golden hair shining brightly in the sunlight.

"I like you."

Eriri Sawamura stood there for a while before slowly raising her hand to wipe away the liquid that was rolling down her cheek.

She glanced at the scorching sun overhead and thought to herself, "It's really hot today."

She continued walking towards the rooftop entrance, wiping the raindrops from her face as she went.

"I know, boyfriend."

......

When Nomiyama stopped eating, only one person remained in the Service Department.

There were four girlfriends present today, so he devoured six lunchboxes, including his own, because Eriri brought her own and Sayuri's...

Eriri was the first to leave. She and Yukinoshita seemed to be getting along as well, their seats still next to each other.

But there are differences. For example, Eriri no longer talks nonsense to the people next to her, and the two no longer exchange bento boxes.

Mai-senpai was the second to leave. Before she left, she stepped on his foot and clicked her tongue.

Nomiyama didn't quite understand what the "tsk" sound meant, but he was too lazy to think about it. He figured the other person would tell him if something came up.

Hui was the third to leave. Before leaving, she picked up the last piece of chicken from the bento box and performed a feeding ritual.

Nomiyama opened her mouth and bit down, feeling the sudden chill from the other end, realizing that she had done it on purpose.

But since it's my girlfriend feeding me, I can't just avoid it; I'll just accept it.

He put down his chopsticks when only he and Yukinoshita remained in the Service Club.

His gaze shifted, and he picked up the tissue Hui had left behind, wiped his mouth, and then tossed it aside.

What do you think?

What do you think?

Yukino Yukinoshita didn't turn around, but just looked at the cherry blossom tree not far away, her voice calm: "Does wanting Nomiyama-kun to become a monk count?"

"No, that doesn't count." Nomiyama rejected it at lightning speed.

"You can't possibly want me to become a monk."

"It's now legal for monks to get married."

"Oh, then I'll try it sometime."

"Oh."

Nomiyama stood up, walked to her side, and looked at the cherry blossom tree as well.

It's late summer, around noon, and most things are still bathed in bright white sunlight, which is a bit dazzling.

In the silence between them, he asked softly, "Did you and Eriri fight?"

"Fighting?" Yukino Yukinoshita's voice was tinged with emotion as she turned her head. "Is this what Eriri told you?"

“No, she didn’t say, I’m just guessing.” Nomiyama leaned against the window. “Something happened to her.”

“That kind of thing isn’t important; it can’t compare to your anomaly anyway,” Yukino Yukinoshita shook her head.

"Are you angry?" Nomiyama asked.

Which aspect are you referring to?

"I don't want any problems to arise in your relationship with her."

"When Eriri and I both fell in love with the same person, it was only a matter of time before problems arose," Yukino Yukinoshita gave an inevitable answer.

Nomiyama looked up at the ceiling and knew she was telling the truth.

“There was no arguing, and no fighting.” Yukino Yukinoshita reached out and summoned a green leaf, letting it fall into her palm.

“We just talked and clarified our thoughts.”

"What do you think of each other?" Nomiyama raised an eyebrow and turned to look at her.

“Eri doesn’t want to accept my seemingly kind intentions. In her opinion, her feelings are no less than mine, and she doesn’t need my acquiescence.” Yukino Yukinoshita’s voice was somewhat helpless. “She will fight for what she wants herself, even if it’s against me.”

"That's true, she's nothing like the Eriri we used to know." Nomiyama took a few steps forward and sat down in Eriri's seat. "What's the situation between you and her now?"

“In Eriri’s eyes, she’s probably a rival.” Yukino Yukinoshita released the green leaf from her palm, letting it be blown away by the wind.

The air then fell silent.

After a long while, Nomiyama turned his head and looked at the person by the window: "Girlfriend, you won't let me visit you during summer vacation."

"Thank you, but I find you troublesome."

"I miss you so much."

"Don't even think about it."

I message you every day.

"That's why I tell you to leave me alone every day."

"Oh." Nomiyama leaned on the long table.

Yukino Yukinoshita unfolded a new green leaf, and after waiting for a while, she realized that she hadn't heard his voice. She turned her head and looked at the person lying on the long table who smelled like salted fish.

After thinking for a while, I ignored it and continued looking out the window.

Nomiyama realized that the feeling of being watched had disappeared, and his voice became weak: "Girlfriend, I haven't seen you for more than half of the summer vacation."

"You didn't see me for three whole years before, what's wrong? Now you're being dramatic?"

Nomiyama scratched the table with his fingers: "You're getting sentimental. I miss you so much if I don't see you for a day, let alone many days."

He sat up straight, then turned around and opened his arms: "Girlfriend, I'm going to exercise my boyfriend privileges."

Yukino Yukinoshita looked at him calmly: "Sorry, you have too many girlfriends. I don't know who you're talking about. Should I call them one by one and ask them now?"

Nomiyama looked disappointed.

Yukino Yukinoshita watched him quietly, without making a move.

Then Nomiyama lowered his hands and bowed his head.

Yukinoshita Yukino chuckled.

She took a few steps forward, walked up to him, and was quickly pulled into his lap.

Yukino's voice remained cold: "Nomi Yamakaze, your acting is getting better and better."

Nomiyama denied this claim: "No, I just knew you wouldn't want to leave, and I knew you would definitely come."

Yukino Yukinoshita said expressionlessly, "In terms of fantasy, you're even better than Eriri, that doujinshi artist."

Nomiyama gently touched her cheek: "I had thought that Eriri might come in front of you, but I wasn't sure, and I didn't expect her to be so radical."

Yukino Yukinoshita snuggled closer to him and remained quiet.

After a long pause, she finally spoke: "Over the years, I've only made two friends, Eriri and Mai."

Nomiyama scratched his head, mainly because he didn't know how to explain...

Yukino Yukinoshita reached out, grabbed one of his hands, and hugged it to her chest: "When I was nine years old, I knew I liked you."

Nomiyama remained silent, waiting for her to continue.

"Girls probably mature earlier. When you were standing in front of me with your fishing rod, I knew I liked you."

Nomiyama hesitated for a moment: "You argued with me about Eriri's fate by the river back then."

Yukino Yukinoshita sighed: "Eri is my best friend. Just because I like someone, does that mean I have to base my feelings on their thoughts and ignore my friend?"

"Moreover, even now, I still believe that your handling of the situation at the time was inappropriate."

Nomiyama rubbed her hair: "It's okay, just look at it from a different perspective."

"If things had been just right back then, Eriri wouldn't be confessing to you in front of me now; she would be pulling me aside and kissing you right in front of me."

Yukino Yukinoshita was silent for a moment, then changed the subject: "I didn't think too much about it at the time, because I always felt that we had plenty of time to spend together."

"What followed was just as I imagined. After more than three years of being together, I was certain that you had fallen in love with me and that you could no longer leave me."

Her fingers tightened, her nails digging into Nomiyama's arm.

"So that winter when I was twelve, I went to find Eriri, partly because she was my best friend, and partly because I believed that you wouldn't have any problems."

"I thought we would go all the way because I believed you liked my feelings, and I also believed I liked yours."

Nomiyama leaned closer to her: "We'll be at the end now too."

"But things have changed, changes I didn't expect."

"It was my fault."

Nomiyama accepted it.

The two remained silent for a while, until it was Nomiyama's turn to speak first.

"I'm actually much later than you."

"When I was thirteen, I finally started to understand what liking someone meant. It wasn't because I suddenly realized it, but because you left, and I found myself unable to accept it."

“I thought about you every day during that time, and I always felt that it would have been better if we had eloped back then.”

"Anyway, you still have an older sister in the Yukinoshita family, so you won't end up in a situation where no one takes care of you."

"I didn't expect anything unexpected to happen later. After all, I'm not the kind of person who's easy to approach. I always preferred to be an observer at school and didn't have much desire to talk to others."

Reaching out, Nomiyama pulled his arm out of her embrace and placed it on her cheek.

"Yukinoshita, you should know that I've long been unable to leave you, just as you can't leave me."

The two fell silent again.

Until one moment, the boy whispered, "Yukinoshita, if you're nine years old, aren't you a bit... a pedophile?"

Yukino Yukinoshita flung his hand away.

Stand up, turn around, and kick.

"Speak up!"

......

Will things be different after school on the first day of the new semester?

No.

At least not for Nomiyama.

He strolled leisurely to the riverbank with the four members of the Service Department, and began his daily routine of fishing in the fishing room and poisoning fish.

Fortunately, this time, perhaps because he had just enrolled, Yukinoshita still gave him the necessary medical care.

At least he wasn't taken to the hospital after eating the rainbow pufferfish.