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Fate... Yukino Yukinoshita fell silent for a moment.

Mai Sakurajima patted her hand: "Okay, it'll be more lively with more people. Let's go to Tenryu-ji Temple together tomorrow. There's a Michelin-starred vegetarian restaurant there."

Yukino Yukinoshita was slightly taken aback: "Tomorrow? Don't you have to leave with the film crew?"

Mai Sakurajima blinked, her tone seemingly displeased: "What are you saying, Yukino? You're my best friend, of course I'll go with you to Arashiyama."

Yukino Yukinoshita fell silent for a moment after hearing this statement, and finally looked at the person who was peeking into the restaurant's self-service area.

That bastard Nomiyama Kazehaya.

......

After being playfully kicked a few times by his girlfriends at the dinner table, Nomiyama eventually parted ways with them in the lobby and went back to his room alone.

He took a shower, changed into a short-sleeved shirt, and then put on a tracksuit jacket suitable for autumn. He stood in the room, glanced at the door, turned around, opened the window, and jumped.

His girlfriends always love to come to his room at night, but with Yukinoshita and Eriri there, he's destined not to cross the line.

Let's keep things quiet for a while, lest we break the gun.

And by the way, wait for Hiratsuka Shizuka's big meal.

Shortly after he left, the four girls met in the hallway outside his room.

Eriri Sawamura stepped forward first: "You guys are really free."

Sakurajima Mai ruffled her slightly damp long hair by her ear, her tone ambiguous: "Eri is very busy, busy going to my boyfriend's room."

Eriri Sawamura stood in front of the door, glanced back at her, and said, "This is also my boyfriend."

“I know,” Mai Sakurajima smiled. “Speaking of which, Eriri, I heard that you were the first person to meet Kazehaya?”

"Oh? What is Mai trying to say?" Eriri Sawamura narrowed her eyes.

"The chances of getting to know Palu first are the lowest," Mai Sakurajima sighed softly.

Eriri Sawamura's hair began to flutter, and a certain scent wafted in the air.

Kato Megumi ignored the two of them. Since they weren't going to fight, she figured she could just keep her emotions inside and vent them on him later.

She reached out, pulled out her room key, and swiped it.

The other two, who had been at odds, froze and looked at the room key in her hand.

His room key? Where did he get it?

Pushing open the door, Kato Megumi took a few steps inside, glanced around, and confirmed that he wasn't there.

She turned around, frowned, and then said, "Eri, go find him."

Go find him?

Eriri Sawamura looked around the room, then glanced behind her.

The next moment, she stepped forward and leaped out of the open window.

Mai Sakurajima looked at Megumi, the only one left in the room, and asked curiously, "Isn't Megumi going to follow them?"

Kato Megumi gently shook her head: "My breathing is still weak, I can't keep up. Eriri is enough to keep an eye on Yukinoshita."

Mai Sakurajima glanced behind her, lost in thought: "Yukino was here when we met just now, so when did she leave?"

"I don't know. Yukinoshita is very clever. She probably noticed he wasn't in the room as soon as they met and then left."

"What a convenient ability." Mai Sakurajima said with a hint of envy.

“Mai can do it too. According to Kazehaya, we all have some talent, it just takes some time.” Kato Megumi folded up the school uniform he had casually tossed on the bed and put it away.

"Yes, when I can fly, I want to go up to the sky and see it." Mai Sakurajima leaned against the door.

"In the sky?" Kato Megumi asked, puzzled.

"Yes, there's a sky city in the sky, and the scenery there is beautiful."

"I see," Kato Megumi replied softly.

"So there really is a sky city in the sky."

Mai Sakurajima's eyes flickered slightly. Since she had been taken up there by him, but Hui hadn't, then she would give him a blow first and cause him some trouble.

She smiled, preparing her words.

“He should be very happy. In the past, he always loved to look at the clouds in the sky and fantasize about a sky city.”

Sakurajima Mai looked at the girl's seemingly genuine, gentle smile, and ultimately couldn't bring herself to say those words.

......

Nomiyama didn't say he was going anywhere far; he simply jumped off the building and returned to the hotel lobby.

My girlfriend was walking in the hallway the whole time, so we couldn't go out and take the elevator.

He glanced around and realized that Hiratsuka Shizuka hadn't arrived yet. He walked a few steps to the vending machine and began to think about what to drink.

"Blue Mountain Coffee." A cool, slightly hoarse voice sounded from the side.

Nomiyama glanced at her, unsurprised. He pressed the button for Blue Mountain Coffee: "Aren't you afraid you won't be able to sleep?"

Yukino Yukinoshita crouched slightly and took the coffee: "When someone isn't causing trouble, I usually sleep very soundly."

Nomiyama also chose a can of Blue Mountain coffee for himself: "Then you must be sleeping very well lately."

Pulling open the tab, Yukino Yukinoshita took a small sip: "So-so today."

Nomiyama recalled his remarks in front of the hotel and understood what was meant by "generally speaking" today.

"Cola, blue one, please." The voice was completely unceremonious, showing no concern that he would refuse.

Nomiyama glanced at Eriri, pressed the button, and said with some surprise, "I remember you used to be a member of the Red Party."

Eriri Sawamura took the cola: "Sometimes I want to try something different."

She pulled the ring, tilted her head back and took two gulps, then exhaled: "What? You two are on a date here?"

"You mean me and him?" Yukino Yukinoshita shook her head, with a hint of "don't look down on me," and went to the sofa.

"You don't have to go so far," Nomiyama said helplessly as he followed with the coffee. "I just bought you coffee, after all."

“Aren’t you two on a date? That’s great, then it’s me and him on a date, and Yukino is just a third wheel.” Eriri Sawamura rubbed her chin.

The other two turned to look at her.

Is there such a saying?

Nomiyama sat down on the sofa, took a sip of coffee, and explained why he was there: "Hiratsuka Shizuka said she would treat me to a big meal tonight, so I'm waiting for her here."

Yukino Yukinoshita frowned and looked at him: "Don't you think you're getting too close to Hiratsuka-sensei?"

Nomiyama rolled her eyes at her: "What are you thinking? We used to go out to eat with Natsume-sensei all the time."

He looked up at the ceiling and recalled briefly: "The first time the two of us went to barbecue restaurants, hot pot restaurants, and seafood restaurants, it was Natsume-sensei who took us there."

Yukino Yukinoshita choked for a moment, realizing that it was indeed true.

Maybe I'm overthinking it.

Thinking this, she shook off the awkwardness and brought up the teacher she hadn't seen in a long time: "Is Natsume-sensei still at that diving shop?"

Nomiyama nodded: "Yes, he seems to really like that diving shop near the university. Every time we chat, he says that the staff there are very welcoming, and that if I went there, he would treat me to oolong tea."

"Is that so?" Yukino Yukinoshita thought for a moment, "I'll go see you next time I have time. It's been a long time since I've seen you."

“Okay,” Nomiyama replied.

"Your relationship with Natsume-sensei is that good?" Eriri Sawamura was somewhat surprised to hear this, since it was indeed rare to see a teacher taking students out to eat.

“I have no parents, and that guy is a very responsible person, so he subconsciously takes extra care of me.” Nomiyama scratched his cheek with his finger. “However, he seems to be letting himself go now. He has fallen out with his family and broke up with his girlfriend. That older sister seemed very virtuous and liked the teacher very much back then.”

“Maybe he really enjoyed life at that dive shop, and liked diving and stuff like that,” Yukino Yukinoshita pondered.

"Hey, we can just ask him in person. Some things are just hard to express in words." Nomiyama turned to look at Hiratsuka Shizuka who was walking over, and stood up. "Let's go, let's go have Hiratsuka Shizuka's big meal."

"Could you please keep your voice down?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka reached out and covered his mouth: "It's the middle of the night, and we teachers can't leave our students and wander around. If we take you out to eat now and get caught, it will be very troublesome."

Nomiyama glanced at her oversized sunglasses and the scarf wrapped around her chin, took her hand away, and said with a sneer, "Dressed like this, are you worried that you'll be too drunk and embarrassed when the students see you on the way back?"

"No." Hiratsuka Shizuka turned her head away.

Yukino Yukinoshita looked at their hands, which were inexplicably joined together, and said, "Nomiyama-kun."

Eriri Sawamura frowned, but said nothing, simply throwing the empty Coke can into a trash can a few meters away.

Nomiyama released his grip, turned, and walked towards the door: "What kind of feast are you talking about? Don't tell me it's ramen."

Hiratsuka Shizuka retorted, "What's wrong with ramen? It's delicious and filling."

"Are you really going to eat ramen?" Nomiyama was surprised and grabbed his two girlfriends, ready to part ways with her. "No, I'm taking them to eat something else."

"Hey, hey, don't go! It's not ramen, it's not ramen!" Hiratsuka Shizuka grabbed his clothes.

"It's yakitori. There's a yakitori restaurant nearby."

"Yakitori with sake, hmm, that's your style." Nomiyama stood up again.

"What drinking? I don't know what you're talking about." Hiratsuka Shizuka walked in front, glancing back at the person beside him. "By the way, you didn't tell me that Yukinoshita and Eriri were coming."

"It's okay, I'll take care of their portions. You just need to take care of mine." Nomiyama wasn't going to push her luck and ask her to treat her girlfriends.

"Um, it's not about that." Hiratsuka Shizuka thought of something.

......

Yukino Yukinoshita watched as he skillfully carried the incoherent drunkard on his back, and her eyelids twitched.

Why are you so proficient?

Eriri Sawamura kicked him directly: "How many times have you been hanging out with Hiratsuka-sensei?"

Nomiyama, carrying Hiratsuka Shizuka on his back, kicked her again: "What kind of 'mingling' is this? How can eating be called 'mingling'?"

Facing the autumn wind, he glanced at Eriri's clothes and pouted, "Don't you have any other coats? Why is it mine again?"

Eriri Sawamura zipped up her black coat and sneered, "You gave it to me, so it's mine. What do you mean by 'your set'?"

Yukino Yukinoshita glanced at the two of them wearing clearly identical black tracksuits and simply said two words: "That's nice."

Nomiyama paused for a moment, then moved, moved, and finally stood next to her: "Shall we go shopping for clothes together next time we have a holiday?"

"Okay."

Eriri agreed faster than Yukinoshita.

Nomiyama remarked with some emotion, "Eriri, you've even learned to answer first."

Yukino Yukinoshita sighed, "Let's go together. It's been a long time since the three of us went shopping together."

Eriri Sawamura thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up: "I want to buy a dress."

"A skirt?" Nomiyama bounced the person on his back to make her more comfortable, and asked Eriri, "It's autumn, winter is coming soon, why buy a skirt?"

Yes, what kind of dress should I buy for autumn and winter?

"Because I don't have any. Every girl needs a few pretty dresses," Eriri Sawamura replied matter-of-factly.

"Doesn't the eldest daughter of the Sawamura family have a skirt?"

"It's because I didn't get the little dress you gave me." Eriri Sawamura kicked him in dissatisfaction. "You gave Yukino so many little dresses, but I didn't get this one."

"Huh, how did you know I gave Yukinoshita a lot of dresses?" Nomiyama looked at her.

“I said it.” Yukino Yukinoshita walked beside him and reached out to rub her hair.

Nomiyama glanced at her and understood. Given Eriri's current personality, she probably couldn't help but bring up this matter to hurt Eriri during their conversation.

"Speaking of which, have you ever tried the vegetarian food at Tenryu-ji Temple?" Nomiyama asked curiously about tomorrow's meal.

“No, this is my first time in Kyoto.” Eriri Sawamura shook her head.

“This is my first time here too,” Yukino Yukinoshita recalled. “But I’ve had vegetarian food at temples in Chiba before, and it was alright. It just might not suit your taste; your palate is too strong.”

"Please describe my taste as 'hot and spicy'," Nomiyama defended himself.

Then he thought of something interesting: "This is the second time I've left Chiba, Eriri. I've left Chiba twice, and you've been here both times."

“That’s true.” Eriri Sawamura grinned.