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Her expression didn't change as she quietly walked towards the entrance.

Although I am very interested in the story between my junior and that person, it would be bad if I am too curious and become annoying.

Just like that, she changed her shoes and found someone standing next to her.

Turning her head, Kasumigaoka Shiyu was slightly stunned, then teased, "What? Are you worried about me, junior? Did you decide to send me home?"

Nomiyama put his feet into his sneakers, rubbed them on the ground twice, put them on, then picked up a fishing rod and raised his foot to open the door.

"Yeah, I'm worried about you, but I feel you can take care of yourself, so I won't send you off. I have something to go out for."

Kasumigaoka Utaha gritted her teeth. What do you mean she’s worried so she won’t send it off? Even if she’s just being perfunctory, at least she should put some thought into it, right?

Then she looked at the object in the other person's hand, and turned to look at the other one at the entrance.

Two identical fishing rods?

......

In the end, Nomiyama still sent the senior sister back home.

Since everyone has gone out, it would be a bit impolite not to see them off.

But he was not thinking about this. He was thinking about the letter he had sent along with the fishing rod.

He was looking forward to the expression on her face when the letter was opened.

It’s a pity that I can’t see it with my own eyes.

......

Kasumigaoka Utaha pushed the door open, closed it, then leaned against the door and reminisced for a while.

Being sent home by a boy late at night was quite novel and a good experience, but it was just novelty and I couldn't experience more emotions.

She looked up at her parents who had gathered at the entrance at some point in time.

Dad turned his head away: "You are too young, I don't agree."

Mom's eyes lit up: "Shiyu, you've finally grown up. When will you bring you home?"

......

Late at night, Nomiya sat cross-legged on the sofa.

He stared at the photos hanging on the wall in silence.

The person I saw in a trance this morning seemed a little too familiar.

After an unknown amount of time, he stood up and turned off the lights.

Don't worry, he is still young, and the answers to all questions will come out with time.

Chapter 50: Bagpipes from afar

Kasumigaoka Utaha bit the bread and walked up the stairs step by step.

The bread was brought before going out in the morning. It was specially prepared to avoid the crowds at noon and the rush to grab the fried noodle bread and red bean bread that were in short supply.

Instead of rushing to buy, you might as well just pick up whatever flavor you like, as for the bento.

Her parents have work meals at their respective workplaces, and she doesn't want to make her mother more tired by preparing lunch for her because of her.

Working every day is hard enough.

As for herself, she was lazy, and compared to preparing a lunch box early in the morning, a loaf of bread was indeed much easier.

Of course, if someone could provide lunch for her at noon, that would definitely be a very comfortable life, preferably with more meat, as she considered herself a typical carnivore.

Thinking of this, Kasumigaoka Utaha subconsciously thought of that junior. With his cooking skills, he could actually prepare delicious lunch boxes every day, provided he was willing.

According to speculation, he probably just made a quick lunch like me, and it definitely wouldn't be any of those dishes that require complicated preparation. He probably just made some fried rice with eggs, and at most some shredded pork.

It's quite rare to find someone who has outstanding talent but appears to be lazy at first glance.

Ah, there’s still half of the braised fish from last night left. Maybe he just poured it into his lunch box and brought it to school.

Walking around the corner of the stairs, Kasumigaoka Utaha glanced at the smiling golden-haired schoolgirl in the corridor with a calm expression.

This golden-haired schoolgirl must like the junior.

Girls are always a little more sensitive than boys when it comes to love. The junior may not understand the other party's overflowing emotions, but she can definitely feel it.

Although, she doesn't know what love is like.

As she walked, Kasumigaoka Utaha fell into deep thought.

Like is an unpredictable but real emotion. It will definitely make your heart beat faster and make you feel shy and excited.

The junior was very special, very good-looking, precocious and outstanding, but she did not feel attracted to him. This kind of feeling was too unpredictable and too dependent on luck.

Moreover, the junior was locked up, and someone tied a headband on his wrist to declare his sovereignty and told him that he was not allowed to fall in love before he was sixteen years old.

The possessiveness is quite strong and almost unconcealed.

A headband tied around the wrist to declare sovereignty, haha, it’s really a little thought unique to girls.

This is also the reason why she didn't mention the money-making proposal last night.

However, a writer who is determined to write a love story but has never even experienced the emotion of love will indeed feel a little unsatisfied and unfulfilled.

But how can we actively seek out this kind of emotion that is bestowed by fate?

Biting a piece of bread, Kasumigaoka Utaha gradually approached the rooftop door and saw the golden-haired school girl looming at the bottom of the stairs several floors away.

Something suddenly occurred to her.

Last night, when the junior student sent her home, he admitted that he jumped off the building to escape from the hospital, and said that he would be fine if he had jumped on a higher floor.

The junior student would not lie about this matter because he doesn't care about such things and it is a trivial matter in his eyes.

Jumping off a building, jumping from a building almost 20 meters high, with no subsequent effects at all, and even higher, what an exaggerated extraordinary body.

Thinking of this, she swallowed the last bite of bread and pushed open the door to the rooftop.

Smiling, "Good morning, junior."

Nomiyama spat out a mouthful of fish bones, looked at the senior who seemed somewhat happy, and nodded: "Good morning, senior."

After saying that, he buried his head in his rice while enjoying the sauce from last night's braised fish.

Ignoring her junior who seemed to be hungry all day, Kasumigaoka Utaha turned around and walked a few steps to the railing of the rooftop opposite him and looked down.

Below is the back wall of the school, and at this time, there is no one there.

Soon, that golden-haired school girl will come up to the rooftop.

Excitement filled the corners of her mouth, and Kasumigaoka Utaha's eyes became brighter and brighter.

In fact, it’s not that there is no way to actively seek out that kind of emotion, it just requires a big gamble.

She turned around and looked at the person who was concentrating on eating with a bright smile.

"Junior, Junior Feng Zao."

"Ok?"

Nomiyama looked at her in confusion, still chewing.

He looked at the senior student who was smiling inexplicably brightly, and his gaze paused at her unbridled eyes.

Then he swallowed the food in his mouth and started to feel something was wrong.

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The next second, he threw the lunch box away.

Crazy bitch!!!

On the rooftop, there was only a half-eaten lunch box thrown aside.

Kasumigaoka Utaha.

He climbed over the railing and jumped from the rooftop, which was nearly 20 meters high.

......

Eriri Sawamura smiled and walked up the stairs step by step.

He went into hospital yesterday and escaped.

But it doesn’t matter, there is still a lot of time. As my mother said, I will take the initiative to speak up today and add him on Line so that I won’t be unable to find him later.

Then after school in the afternoon, I would finish the troubles with the art department early and go to the fishing spot early.

Wait until he is poisoned and admitted to the hospital, then work hard to improve his favorability.

Like peeling pears and apples for him, preparing dinner or something.

Although I don’t know how to peel fruit, it doesn’t matter. My mother said that sometimes, clumsy behavior can make the other person feel more favorable towards you.

Because of clumsiness, it is cute.

With a snort, Sawamura Eriri arrogantly pushed open the rooftop door, then stood there in a daze.

On the rooftop, a half-eaten lunch box was left lying around.

People? Where are they? Why are they gone again?

......

The spring in most countries may be similar. There are always various flowers blooming brilliantly, each with its own merits and beauty.

Yukinoshita Yukino doesn't like the cherry blossoms blooming beside the Thames very much, because she has seen them too many times in her previous life and it doesn't feel novel to her.

But she loved the Thames.

After all, there was something in the river that could help catch him.

You just need a license to fish here, but it's not a big problem. In a sense, Eriri is a noble here and can help with it.

On the bench by the river, the girl's face was soft in the sunlight. She placed the notebook on her legs and bent slightly to write.

She had told the other party on Line that in addition to daily chatting, if there was something really worth sharing, she should express it in letters instead of text messages.

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Girls always yearn for more romance. Rather than instant chatting and sharing on mobile phones, Yukinoshita Yukino hopes that they can look forward to the arrival of the next letter.

This way it's like opening a candy from an unknown package, and you can always look forward to the flavor of the candy in the next package.

However, she had been here for several days and hadn't encountered anything special, so all she could share with him were some trivial things.

For example, her academic workload is heavy, but she can persist and absorb the knowledge.

For example, in the yard next door, there is an old man who loves to play the piano. He plays according to his mood every day, but fortunately, he has good skills, so I won’t feel bored.

For example, every afternoon, you can always hear the sound of bagpipes by the Thames not far from the door.

The time it rings is very fixed, as if reminding others that it is time to do what needs to be done today.

For example, she really liked the sound of the bagpipes, which was distant and long, and if there was a chance in the future, she wanted him to listen to it too.

While writing a letter, Yukinoshita Yukino heard the sound of bagpipes coming from afar.

She smiled, but her eyes were not looking in the direction where the bagpipe sound came from.

She looked towards the door of her house.

There was an old man there, holding a long stick and a letter.

He rang the doorbell.

Yukinoshita Yukino suppressed her expectations, but her pace was still faster than before.

His letter arrived.

The sound of bagpipes in the distance continued, but she just wanted to see news about him as soon as possible.

Chapter 51: Seeing the Words is Like Seeing the Person

Yukinoshita Yukino returned to her house carrying the fishing rod and the envelope.

She casually placed the fishing rod against the wall and walked towards the study.