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Nomiyama picked up a thick slice of fish with his chopsticks, dipped it in the sauce in the ceramic bowl, and casually said, "I like looking at Yukinoshita's handwriting. It gives me confidence. It's like, 'Oh, my handwriting is so beautiful. It's much better than the second place.'"

"Oh."

Yukino Yukinoshita simply responded, not arguing with him, but instead picked up a few slices of sashimi and put them in her mouth, then quietly watched the river.

The world has become disconnected. Ah, what a cursed cause and effect this is, and I was born to correct it.

The words written on the title page of "The Tempest" were not what Yukino Yukinoshita knew he valued. They had written similar translated sentences in each other's books. They both enjoyed reading untranslated foreign literature in an attempt to get closer to the author's soul. They both loved writing their own translations and interpretations in their books, leaving many marks on each other's books.

What makes that copy of "The Tempest" special is that only on the title page of that copy do they leave their names.

That was the only item that had exchanged names with each other.

After that, where will we write our names together?

It's probably in the 'marriage sector,' that certificate that proves that the two people are husband and wife.

Nomiyama swallowed the fish and looked at the person who, unexpectedly, didn't retaliate with sarcastic remarks but instead started to stare blankly. For a moment, he was a little taken aback.

Could it be that she's angry? There's no reason for that...

"Heh." Yukino Yukinoshita noticed his confusion, looked at him, and laughed expressionlessly.

Nomiyama continued to eat the raw fish slices with satisfaction. Hmm, this tastes just right.

Yukino Yukinoshita suppressed the urge to smash him with the ceramic bowl, and reached out to cool the fish slices: "It tastes better this way."

Hearing her tone, which was clearly colder than the icy sashimi, Nomiyama silently picked up a piece of sashimi with his chopsticks and put it into her bowl, stirring it a couple of times.

Yukino Yukinoshita waited quietly for him to finish, then picked up the sashimi left in her bowl and put it in her mouth.

Her hair was ruffled by the wind, and Yukino Yukinoshita suddenly realized that the wind that brushed her face was a little cool. It seemed that the weather had turned into autumn overnight and had begun to become indifferent to people.

In that case, winter will be coming soon, and winter in Chiba is always filled with snow.

Brushing her wind-blown hair aside, Yukino Yukinoshita felt quite content, like an afternoon back in elementary school when they would go fishing, eat fish, and daydream together.

If no one disturbs us.

She turned her head to look at the riverside road above.

The blonde girl ran and jumped up, delivering a powerful flying kick directly at him on the slope.

The one with short black hair lunged at him, shouting, "Yukino!"

Further behind, a calm-faced girl with long black hair walked at a leisurely pace.

......

Nomiyama held Eriri to his lap with one hand while continuing to eat sashimi with the other.

As he chewed, he looked down at Eriri, who was struggling with her back to him, and thought she was a bit like a fish that kept wagging its tail.

After swallowing the fish, she asked, "Eri, would you like some fish?"

Eriri Sawamura tried her best to turn things around, but to no avail.

She had no choice but to shout, "Let me go!!"

"Oh, you're not eating." Nomiyama continued to pick up fish slices.

Eriri Sawamura remained silent for a moment, then gritted her teeth and uttered two words: "I'll eat."

"it is good."

Nomiyama dipped the food in the sauce twice and handed the chopsticks to her below.

Eriri Sawamura took a big bite and chewed vigorously. Then she felt the other person release her. Her eyes darted around, and she prepared to pounce.

The next second, a hand rested on her head and gently rubbed it.

Eriri Sawamura paused for a moment, then relaxed and began to lie quietly on his lap, waiting for the fish.

Nomiyama glanced at Eriri's calves swinging up and down happily and suddenly had the feeling that she was practicing dog-pawing on her own legs.

He fed her another bite of sashimi, then looked up at his three girlfriends, whose expressions were clearly unfriendly, and said with less confidence, "Um, how about coming to my house for dinner later? I finally caught a fish, I'll cook you a nice meal."

"You caught this?" Eriri Sawamura stopped swinging her legs and reached out, ready to gouge her throat.

Kato Megumi put down her chopsticks, her expression slightly fluctuating, and then moved away from him.

Yukino took her younger sister's hand: "Yukino, let's go home, the unlucky guy is here."

Nomiyama restrained Eriri's hands again, looking somewhat injured: "I finally managed to catch a fish that you can eat."

"..."

"..."

"..."

After a long silence, Yukino Yukinoshita spoke the truth.

"I'd rather you never catch a fish in your life."

"..."

Nomiyama suddenly felt an urge to give up fishing.

......

In the end, the group had dinner at Nomiyama's house, but none of them stayed.

Because Haruno dragged Yukino away.

The other two could only follow the unspoken rule that no one could sneak in overnight, and went home together.

Nomiyama could guess Haruno's little scheme. She probably felt that under these circumstances, as the older sister, she would definitely not be able to get into his room without going through Yukinoshita, so she might as well be direct and let no one stay any longer.

That's great, it saves me a lot of brain cells from dealing with my girlfriends.

Looking at the empty house, he turned and went out to sleep at Gong Yu's place.

......

“I said.”

"Ah."

"What are you doing here?" Hiratsuka Shizuka puffed on a cigarette.

"Yukinoshita is checking on the activities in each class to make sure there won't be any problems tomorrow. I'm a little bored." Nomiyama squatted under the shade of a tree, picked up a leaf, and twirled it between his fingers. "Compared to me, you're the problem. You're the teacher in charge of this school festival. Why are you so idle that you're just sitting under a tree daydreaming and smoking?"

“Yukinoshita handled it very well, I didn’t have to interfere, so I had nothing to do.” Hiratsuka Shizuka sighed, “It’s a problem that students are too outstanding.”

"Hypocritical," Nomiyama spat. "You're about to burst with joy."

"After all, I'm happy to have such an outstanding student. I'm genuinely proud of her," Hiratsuka Shizuka said earnestly.

"Adults talk so nicely," Nomiyama remarked.

"Hey, brother-in-law, Xiaojing." Another person stepped into the shade of the tree and joined the conversation.

Brother-in-law? Hiratsuka Shizuka glanced at Haruno, silently showing disdain.

Nomiyama remained squatting, only glancing at Hino: "Hiratsuka Shizuka knows."

"Really? Shizuka, hee hee." Yukinoshita Haruno took her hand and shook it.

"I won't tell, it's not my story," Hiratsuka Shizuka replied helplessly.

"As expected, aside from her drunken outbursts and love of boxing, Shizuka is perfect in every other way." Yukinoshita Haruno patted her shoulder.

“I don’t get drunk and act crazy; I’m the type who can’t get drunk,” Hiratsuka Shizuka retorted, then asked the question, “What are you doing here?”

“Yukino handles problems quite maturely, so it’s not appropriate for me to interfere with her.” Yukinoshita Haruno let go of his hand, squatted down beside him, and watched the ants together.

"College students have such sweet talk," Hiratsuka Shizuka remarked, looking at the person who had moved closer to him, and remarked on her subtle way of talking about their affair.

“College students have so much free time,” Nomiyama remarked, then drew a small circle around an ant with a twig.

"There's nothing I can do. My family is rich and powerful, and I'm smart and quick-witted," Yukino Yukino sighed, using her breath to throw another ant into the circle she had drawn.

"You are so wicked," Nomiyama condemned her behavior.

“This is called finding him a companion, a brother-in-law or boyfriend,” Yukinoshita Haruno scoffed.

"Won't they start fighting?" Hiratsuka Shizuka squatted down and threw another ant into the circle.

"It depends on whether they are from the same anthill. If they come from different anthills, they will start fighting when they meet." Nomiyama is quite experienced.

"You know a lot." Hiratsuka Shizuka watched the ants circling in the small circle, quietly waiting for them to collide.

“After all, my boyfriend can be really boring when he’s bored,” Yukino Yukinoshita said with a hint of helplessness.

“That’s called observing the details of life, thank you,” Nomiyama retorted.

Then the three of them held their breath and widened their eyes.

The three ants were about to collide.

A gust of wind blew by, ruffling their hair, and the three of them looked somewhat bewildered.

The ants were blown out of their circle and returned to their respective homes.

They looked at each other and stood up.

"How boring." Hiratsuka Shizuka sighed.

"I really want to go play." Yukinoshita Haruno looked at him.

"I'm so hungry." Nomiyama began to scan the stalls that were in trial operation on campus.

......

After Yukino Yukinoshita finished her inspection and confirmed that everything was in order, she made the final arrangements and left the meeting room to think about where he might be.

Lost in thought, she silently walked toward the stalls that were in trial operation on campus.

In theory, the place with the most food is the easiest place to refresh his spawn point.

She turned her head and glanced at Kato, who seemed to share the same thoughts as her, and Eriri, who was walking silently beside her.

Sometimes, I really have the urge to beat him until he can't move and then lock him up.

Eriri Sawamura glanced at Yukino, who seemed a little upset, but didn't take it to heart.

In any case, he's the one who suffers.

Kato Megumi silently shifted her gaze to a certain stall where a large group of classmates had gathered, and walked towards it.

If there's a large gathering of people around you, it's always a good idea to first consider whether someone is causing trouble.

Yukino Yukinoshita easily created an opening among the onlookers by using her high presence.

She walked to the entrance, looked at him in the center of the crowd, and reached out to rub her forehead.

Eriri Sawamura watched with shining eyes.

Kato Megumi took out her phone and, just like the other students around her, started recording a video.

......

"Huh? We're going to do it ourselves? And it'll cost 500 yen per person?"

Nomiyama looked at the fried noodle stall in front of him, turned around and left. What a joke, he came here to eat, not to work.

The female student in charge of the fried noodle stall tried her best to maintain a welcoming smile, mainly because the person in front of her had a rather intimidating reputation. She had heard that he was the type to beat a classmate to their knees at the slightest provocation.

"No, I haven't had your cooking in so long." Yukinoshita Haruno grabbed one of his hands.

"Nonsense, you ate the most of that salmon." Nomiyama scoffed at her words and dragged her along.

"Don't go, don't go, I really haven't eaten this before." Hiratsuka Shizuka grabbed his other hand.

Yukinoshita paused, squinting at the hand: "Shizuka, why are you holding my boyfriend's hand?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka was taken aback: "Is that what you're concerned about?"

"Otherwise, which one should I care about?"

"I'm holding your wrist, your wrist, look closely."

"Wrist contact is also not allowed; men and women should not touch each other."

"Huh? Are you deliberately trying to cause trouble? What's wrong with a teacher holding a student's wrist?" Hiratsuka Shizuka released her hand, preparing for another sparring session.

"Does your teacher get drunk every day and have students pick him up and take him home?" Yukinoshita Haruno rolled up her sleeves. "Shizuka, I've only recently realized that you look like you're plotting something."