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Because only at this time can his classmates not look at him from time to time, giving him enough opportunities to observe his classmates.

There's not much to observe, though.

Nomiyama looked at the scar on Hayama Hayato's face and continued chewing.

"What? Isn't Kazehaya going to be with his girlfriend?"

Looking at Ebina Hina who had come to his side, Nomiyama handed her a string of white radishes: "Go find them to play tomorrow. They went to a different place than our class today."

Hina Ebina took the radish, took a bite, chewed and swallowed it. She said with some emotion, "If it were a year ago, I would never have imagined that the rumored violent student from Chiba, Nomiyama Kaze, would take the initiative to give me oden."

"Yes, yes, this is food delivered with super-violent force. Let's eat it with gratitude." Nomiyama lowered his head and picked through the ingredients in the food cup.

"Okay." Hina Ebina smiled and then held the half-eaten white radish to his mouth.

Nomiyama stopped moving, his steps halting. He looked up at the bespectacled girl in the warm yellow light, his expression barely changing: "What?"

"As expected, she doesn't know how to eat." Hina Ebina sighed, withdrew her hand, and shook her head. "It's nothing, it's just that this morning, I saw Kazehaya and Kato together. If it were Kato, Kazehaya would definitely have taken a bite."

Nomiyama picked up a fish ball, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it: "Megumi is my lovely girlfriend."

Hina Ebina pondered for a moment, seemingly asking, "How about I become your lovely girlfriend too?"

Nomiyama immediately took several steps back, staring at her: "Don't."

Hina Ebina shrugged and continued walking slowly forward: "Kazehaya is very wary of me, much more so than Yui and Yumiko."

Nomiyama slowly followed, continuing to pick out oden: "You should at least take a look at yourself; your belly is full of bad ideas."

No.

"Ok?"

“If Kazehaya wants to know, I can tell him everything, my story, everything about me.” Hina Ebina smiled, turned to look at him, and walked with her hands behind her back. “I haven’t even told Yumiko about what happened before her third year of middle school.”

"Then I'll have to bear the weight of knowing these stories, and be the only person you can completely trust. No, no, that's terrible. You're under so much pressure." Nomiyama rolled his eyes in annoyance.

“No, that’s not how it is. I didn’t think about something so complicated.” Hina Ebina shook her head, her expression bitter. “Yumiko is too straightforward, and Yui is too kind. In the end, only you, my good friend who is not even a good person, can listen to my things.”

Nomiyama chewed on the tofu, meeting those eyes in silence; neither of them tried to escape.

After a while, he reached out and pulled her behind him to prevent her from bumping into the classmate in front of him while backing up.

"You're such a hassle."

Then Ebina Hina stood behind him and smiled.

Now we're on the same level as Yumiko and Yui. All we need to do is figure out how to fool the two of them and find an opportunity for the three of us to make a run together.

One person probably couldn't make it through, but with the three of us together, how could we possibly fail?

With a cheerful expression, Ebina Hina followed him closely, step by step.

Actually, I can only say that I'm slightly attracted to him, but I can't say that I like him that much. But who can blame me when he's good-looking and surrounded by all sorts of stories? I can sleep with him, cheat on his outstanding and special girlfriends, and even trick my friends into doing the same thing. In the end, I can stay by his side and watch the show without worrying about being driven away, because once this scumbag sets his mind on someone, he's not going to let go of any of them.

I have a feeling that there's nothing more interesting in my life than figuring out 'what he likes'.

Socrates' disciples couldn't distinguish the size of the ears of wheat in the field, but they knew very well that this was the most exciting part of life, and that as long as they found a way to join that group, they could gain an extraordinary life experience.

"Kaze! Hime! What are you still doing here?"

Nomiyama swallowed his food, glanced at Yui who was running over, and then looked at Yumiko: "Contemplating life."

Yumiko Miura walked up behind him, took her best friend's hand, and scoffed at his statement: "Thinking about what to eat tonight?"

“Hmm.” Nomiyama nodded. “Hiratsuka Shizuka said she’d treat me to a big meal tonight, but she won’t tell me what kind of big meal it is.”

"I suspect it's ramen," he said, with a hint of disdain.

“Ramen is delicious too.” Yui Yuigahama said, looking at his food cup.

Nomiyama pulled out a skewer of beef balls and gave it to her: "Ramen tastes different when you change shops. The ramen around here may not suit my taste."

"You're such a nuisance." Miura Yumiko blurted out, then realized something and looked at him cautiously.

“I’m such a pain.” Nomiyama handed her a string of bamboo wheels.

Yumiko Miura reached out and took it, her voice lowered: "Actually, it's not that troublesome, I think it's just right..."

Nomiyama chewed his food and walked on, pretending not to hear.

Exclamations of surprise came from ahead.

Nomiyama quickened his pace slightly.

Surely Hayato Hayama can't get beaten up again, right? We need to record a video so Yukinoshita and Eriri can watch the show.

After walking a few steps, he rounded the bend and looked at the congested part of the bamboo path.

The girl, dressed in a plain white dress, smiled in front of the camera.

Smile, smile, then your gaze pauses, and a surprise appears.

Mai Sakurajima lifted the hem of her long skirt and jogged through the passage cleared by her classmates, then bumped into his arms as he came to greet her.

"Huh? Junior's boyfriend, what are you doing here?"

Nomiyama felt the warmth of her breath on his neck, glanced around at his classmates and her surprised colleagues, and whispered, "Are you done filming? Can we leave now?"

Mai Sakurajima whispered back, "Yes, you can. Just take me with you. My scenes for today are finished."

"okay."

Nomiyama, holding his girlfriend's hand, walked straight through the bamboo path illuminated by lanterns.

When facing the filming crew, he nodded earnestly and said more: "Thank you all for taking care of Mai, thank you very much."

Behind him, the trio slowed their pace.

"Huh? Kaze just left like that?" Yui Yuigahama was a little disappointed.

“Yui can go with them.” Miura Yumiko said expressionlessly.

“Following after them is not a good choice,” Hina Ebina replied.

......

Not far from the Heian no Mori Hotel, Nomiyama, holding his girlfriend's hand, looked at the dozen or so journalists in front of the hotel and fell into thought.

Mai Sakurajima glanced at him, took the lead, and pulled his hand.

"Is it alright? Won't it affect your career?" Nomiyama asked.

"It's ok."

Mai Sakurajima turned around, slightly annoyed: "What happened last time was inexplicably suppressed. There are still many people who don't know you're my boyfriend. I'm very unhappy."

"alright."

Nomiyama responded and walked ahead of her.

When they were about ten steps away from the hotel entrance, the reporters finally spotted them and swarmed around them.

Under the watchful eyes of the camera and surrounded by microphones, Nomiyama slightly tightened his grip on his girlfriend's hand, drawing her closer to him.

Finally, amidst the chaos, someone asked the first question: "Ms. Sakurajima! Is this your rumored boyfriend?"

Mai Sakurajima smiled confidently and said, "Yes."

The next question followed immediately: "Um, Ms. Sakurajima, at this stage, have you thought about the impact of romance on your career?"

"some."

The one who answered the question was Nomiyama. He looked at the reporter seriously and said, "Mai said that if I couldn't make a living, I would have to support her. I agreed, that's all."

After saying that, he glanced at the people around him and said, "Sakurajima Mai's first job will be my wife. Please be aware of this. And could you please make way?"

He used a question, but it carried an undeniable air of command.

Without realizing it, the reporters made way for them.

Nomiyama led his smiling girlfriend through the opening, and just as they were about to enter the hotel lobby, he turned back.

"Thank you all for your attention to Mai. Please be sure to spread the word that Mai has a boyfriend. My name is Nomiyama Kazehaya, a student at Chiba Soubu High School. Thank you."

After saying this, he took Mai-senpai's hand and walked into the lobby.

Looking at his other girlfriends sitting on the sofa in the lobby, he fell silent, then shifted his feet slightly.

Mai Sakurajima grabbed his hand.

Ha, trying to escape again.

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.

Late at night, under the intensified snow (251st night)

Nomiyama felt that the scene before him was like going home.

When I returned home in the evening, someone I liked and who liked me was sitting on the sofa, as if they had been waiting for me.

The problem was probably that there was more than one person on the sofa, and that I was holding someone's hand.

Oh, so the husband who was having an affair brought another woman home for the night, only to be arrested on the spot by his wife? Well, that doesn't quite add up, since the woman he was holding hands with was his wife.

"good evening."

He blurted out a dry, uninspired statement.

"If Mai can't make a living, you'll support her. I never knew you could say something so responsible." Eriri Sawamura said with a mocking smile.

"Will her primary profession be Kazehaya's wife?" Kato Megumi rested her finger on her chin. "She's quite possessive."

"Announcing it to the world, that's really impressive." Yukino Yukinoshita's voice was calm, seemingly praising.

Nomiyama's gaze shifted, passing over the seemingly calm and ordinary Yukinoshita and Megumi, before landing on Eriri at the very end. He released Mai-senpai's hand, took two steps, and approached Eriri.

We need to avoid this atmosphere of public condemnation for now.

He reached out and tapped Eriri on the head.

"I have always been very responsible."

"Nomi Yamakaze Haya!!" Sawamura Eriri stood up in a rage.

Nomiyama took her hand and led her forward: "Come on, let's go eat, I'm hungry."

Eriri Sawamura followed behind him, struggling: "Let me go!"

Nomiyama obediently released his hand and then turned around.

Eriri Sawamura continued to wave her hands and struggle, gripping his hand tightly as she tried to break free, repeatedly saying, "Let go of me!!"

Their eyes met.

Nomiyama nodded: "Yes."

Eriri Sawamura glared at him: "Let me go!!"

With a slightly strange smile, Nomiyama walked ahead, being led by her from behind: "Alright, stop fooling around, let's go eat."

Eriri Sawamura shook off her hand: "I'm not eating with you, let go of me."

The two gradually walked out of the lobby and headed towards the restaurant.

Kato Megumi looked at the two of them with a slight sigh, and followed them.

Yukino Yukinoshita watched Eriri swing her hand back and forth but couldn't shake it off, and her brow throbbed with pain.

She reached out and rubbed her hands, then got up and followed, asking the person beside her, "What's Mai doing here?"

Mai Sakurajima took her hand: "Arashiyama is really beautiful in autumn, and we need to film some scenes here."

Yukino Yukinoshita felt slightly awkward with her hand being held. She really couldn't understand the thoughts of the people around her, whether it was her older sister, Eriri, or Mai. Relatively speaking, it was Kato's strong attitude that made her feel more natural and easier to deal with.

Suppressing her awkwardness, she asked again, "Didn't you tell him beforehand?"

Mai Sakurajima glanced at Yukino's expression and smiled: "I rarely talk to him about where we film. We usually talk about interesting things that happen on set or interesting things that happen on his side. Today, I did plan to talk about it. I was thinking of sending him some pictures of Arashiyama after filming and when I get back to the hotel."

Yukino glanced at the white dress she was wearing and knew that it couldn't just be a landscape painting.

Mai Sakurajima remarked with emotion, "I really didn't expect your school trip to be held here. Is this fate? Actually, I would have left if you had arrived a day later."