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“No…brother-in-law…” Yukino Yukinoshita lowered her head slightly, her cheeks flushed.

"Okay, okay, I got it."

Yukino turned and walked out of the meeting room.

Of course not brother-in-law, because he's my husband.

......

Nomiyama didn't go to the music room immediately, but went back to her class first.

The main problem is that I left my music theory book in my desk.

He stepped into the back door of the classroom and looked at the students who seemed to be watching something, feeling a little curious.

Because there were classmates in front of him, his view of the back was inevitably obstructed.

So, without saying a word, he stood on his stool and looked at the front of the classroom.

The desks and chairs had been moved and piled up, and even the podium had been removed. In front of the classroom was an open space, surrounded by students watching, while three people stood in the center of the open space.

Hayato Hayama in a theatrical costume, Totsuka dressed as the Little Prince, and, huh?

Hikigaya-kun, playing the role of a tree?

Nomiyama looked into Hikigaya's eyes, somewhat puzzled.

He couldn't quite discern the emotions in those eyes; sometimes they were like lifeless dead fish, and other times they were filled with anger and envy as they looked at Hayama Hayato.

"Hayama seems quite suitable for this kind of male-male drama?"

Upon hearing the sound, Nomiyama glanced at Hinano standing beside him, looked down, and twitched his lips.

To avoid getting other people's chairs dirty, this person deliberately placed their own books on top of them.

Turning his head to continue looking at the front of the classroom, Hayama had one arm around Totsuka's waist to prevent him from falling backward. He was reciting his lines with a fake look of concern on his face.

Rubbing his chin, Nomiyama commented, "I feel like Hayama is a bit reserved, not quite in character?"

Yukinoshita rubbed her chin as well: "It does feel a bit like I'm not quite in character."

"Boring." Nomiyama looked away and prepared to get off the stool.

"How about we add some fun?" Yukinoshita Haruno suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Hmm?" Nomiyama waited for her to speak.

"Nomi Yamakaze Hayate." Yukinoshita Haruno called out his name in a slightly louder voice, her face beaming with a bright smile.

Nomiyama heard his own name but not the second half of the sentence, so he realized what was happening and immediately turned to look at the front of the classroom.

Hayato Hayama clearly turned his head to look at him, his whole body completely frozen, his eyes trembling, and his expression seemed to be trembling as well. He was filled with unspeakable sorrow and pain, his mouth open, his lips trembling.

Unconsciously, he loosened his grip on Totsuka Ayaka's arm.

Amidst the gasps of surprise, a tree burst forth, embracing the frail person and pulling them both to the ground.

Totsuka Saika lay in Hikigaya Hachiman's arms.

“I actually think that classmate is more suitable to be the protagonist than Hayato Hayama,” Yukinoshita Haruno said, then tugged at his wrist.

"Huh? I think so too." Nomiyama looked over there and answered subconsciously.

Then, he was pulled off the stool and dragged away.

Yumiko Miura's eyes widened slightly as she remembered who this person was, but she still immediately rushed out of the crowd to follow him.

Yui Yuigahama quickly followed.

Only Hina Ebina remained rooted to the spot. She glanced at Hayato Hayama, who was completely petrified, staring at the back door of the classroom, slowly shedding dust, and then looked at the two people lying on the ground with blushing faces, her eyes sparkling with wonder.

She waved her hand.

"Change the lead actor!"

......

Yukinoshita Haruno pulled him into the music room, and after confirming that there were no pursuers behind them, she patted her chest, looking relieved.

Nomiyama glanced at her, then turned and walked towards the piano inside the room.

“You’re so boring,” he said.

"What do you mean, 'really boring'?" Yukinoshita Haruno followed behind him with her hands behind her back.

Nomiyama didn't say anything, but simply sat down at the piano and began to look at the sheet music.

"Are you talking about what I did on purpose to show Hayama Hayato just now?" Yukinoshita Haruno sat down next to him.

"Yes," Nomiyama admitted.

"Boyfriend, could you please stop laughing before saying that?" Yukinoshita Haruno rolled her eyes at him.

"Ahem." Nomiyama adjusted his expression, but still couldn't help but pout. "There's nothing I can do. Although the things that happened in elementary school weren't his fault, the cause was indeed his, so I'll always feel a little annoyed with him."

"A mean-spirited boyfriend," Yukino Yukinoshita smiled.

"What? You have a problem with that?" Nomiyama turned another page of the sheet music.

"No, no, no, I wouldn't dare to have any objections to the head of the family," Yukinoshita Haruno said with a smile.

Nomiyama glanced at her, sensing that she was implying something.

He didn't think much of it, but simply reached out and placed his hands on the piano keys, preparing for his piano practice for the day.

Yukinoshita Haruno reached out and tugged at his sleeve: "Yesterday you only told me it was a violin and piano duet, but you didn't tell me what piece you chose."

Nomiyama glanced at the sheet music: "Scarborough Fair, your sister chose it."

"I see." Yukino Yukinoshita sighed. "I thought it would be 'Confession Night' or 'Hymn of Love'."

She got up and walked to the other side where the instruments were placed: "Let's practice then. My violin skills are better than Yukino's."

Nomiyama looked at her with a strange expression.

Why was you the first person I practiced with in our duet?

Yukino took out her violin case and licked her lips: "Yukino is still working, brother-in-law, don't you think this is interesting?"

"You're such a good older sister."

"Of course." The person had no doubt about her good older sister qualities.

......

Yukino Yukinoshita had just finished approving a document when a sound suddenly reached her ears.

Slightly surprised, she turned her head to look in the direction of the music room.

"Scarborough Fair" is not a solo performance, but an ensemble version.

The piano playing was a little stiff, but each note was precise enough. The violin playing was undoubtedly superb, with flawless rhythm control.

It should be a duet between Nomiyama-kun and her sister; they were practicing in the music room.

practise?

Yukino's brows furrowed slightly.

It's certainly a good thing to practice ensemble playing in advance to gain experience.

However, it always feels a bit unpleasant when the practice partner isn't yourself.

Kato Megumi listened to the violin and piano duet echoing through the campus, and silently got up.

We have to keep an eye on Kazehaya, otherwise he'll definitely be messing around with Yono-senpai in the music room.

As she took her steps, she glanced at the earnest girl in the main seat.

When will this bomb actually explode?

Eriri Sawamura opened a budget sheet, but instead of approving it immediately, she glanced at Yukino.

She then looked toward the music room and remained silent.

Yukino Yukinoshita, a cat who wanted to steal fish since middle school when Yukino was away, is a bomb that will explode sooner or later.

Great, let's blast it!

It would be best to take Yukino off the field with you.

She lowered her head and continued reviewing the documents.

......

In the setting sun, in a quiet corner of the campus, the two stood at a distance, but did not look at each other.

Yukinoshita leaned against a tree, playing with her phone and sending him messages, without paying any attention to the person opposite her.

She just casually said, "Hayama Hayato."

Hayato Hayama answered earnestly, "Yes."

Yukinoshita turned off her phone and made eye contact with him for the first time today: "We're pretty familiar with each other, aren't we?"

Hayato Hayama's lips moved slightly, and he replied in a gentle voice, "Yes, we've known each other for over ten years."

"More than ten years," Yukino Yukinoshita sighed.

Then she looked at him expressionlessly: "Hayama Hayato, our two families are old friends, so I don't mind if you like me, but on the condition that you never let me know, and never let my boyfriend know. Next time, if you dare to let my boyfriend find out about your little schemes, or dare to make him unhappy, I don't mind kicking your entire Hayama family out of Chiba."

"You should know that I can do this kind of thing."

After saying these words, Yukino turned and left, ignoring him, and took out her phone again to reply to the message.

She raised her lips, thinking of what he had said about going to buy a dress today.

Tsk, isn't this the perfect opportunity for a date? Maybe we can even have some dressing room play?

Behind her, Hayato Hayama's lips trembled, but he remained silent.

He looked like he was about to break.

......

In the downtown shopping mall, Nomiyama extended his hand, gesturing for Miya to take his arm.

Yukinoshita Miyami feigned ignorance: "What's wrong, Kazehaya?"

Nomiyama rolled his eyes and prepared to withdraw his hand.

My arm was grabbed.

Yukinoshita Miyabi clung tightly to his arm.

"Hehe, don't even think about escaping."

Date 241, Standoff, Mother and Daughter

Nomiyama sat quietly on the waiting chair, looking down at his phone, occasionally glancing at the people not far away.

They are currently in a beauty salon.

It was Nomiyama who suggested it. He thought that since he had brought Miyagi out for a rare trip, he might as well give her a more elaborate hairstyle and see how it looked.

After all, Gong Yu always wore his oversized t-shirt and casually let her long hair down at home every day. She was indeed beautiful and natural, but Nomiyama always felt that it was because of him that she lacked a lot of the refined life she should have.

Like the white off-shoulder dress she's wearing today, which was actually given to her a few months ago, but because she doesn't go out with him, this is the first time she's worn it. She usually keeps it hidden in her closet like a treasure.

It was a very beautiful dress, the skirt was like layers of lotus leaves, the waistline was very high, and a blue butterfly ribbon was tied at the waist. When she wore the dress, she truly looked like a dignified and elegant lady from a famous family.

Or perhaps she's the young lady of the house?

Nomiyama noticed that she was confirming his presence with her gaze once again, so he could only reassure her, "Don't worry, I won't leave, I'll always be here."

"Mmm," Yukinoshita Miyami responded softly.

Nomiyama lowered his head and continued playing on his phone, thinking that he would probably have to ask her to go out with him more often in the future.

Unlike in junior high, now when Gong Yu goes out together, she always needs to confirm his presence with her eyes, as if he will disappear if she doesn't look at him. That strange sense of gain and loss flows through her and is clearly visible.

Perhaps it was because he had been cooped up in that house for too long, or perhaps it was because he saw too many people around him, Nomiyama thought to himself, when he was patted on the shoulder.

He looked up at the person standing next to him, slightly taken aback.