I play wind instruments in Kansai.

Shiraishi Hitomi fell forward in a state of imbalance, and Miyamine Nozomi quickly reached out to support her waist.

The girl's warm breath brushed against Gong Lingwang's chest, its frequency almost countable.

It was then that Miyamine Nozomi realized that she was becoming increasingly audacious, daring to do such a thing at school.

If others were to discover this level of physical contact, he wouldn't need to offer any explanation; it would be immediately established.

Hitomi Shiraishi's body is very soft, and the feeling of leaning against her is not unpleasant.

"Can we go?" Gong Lingwang asked.

"Can I hold you a little longer?" Shiraishi Hitomi mumbled softly, her eyes lowered.

"..."

Gong Lingwang stood there blankly, unsure whether to pull his hand away from her waist or continue supporting her, while his other hand was sweaty and felt a little chilly when he opened it.

“That’s not a good idea, at school,” he said.

"It's alright, everyone's gone." Shiraishi Hitomi's warm breath landed on Miyamine Nozomi's chest.

He swallowed hard, and perhaps because his Adam's apple bobbed a little too much, Shiraishi Hitomi noticed something and looked up at him, saying:

Will you be happy?

"Huh? No, well, not exactly no."

Gongling Wang did not expect to be so slow to react at this moment.

He could sense that each conversation with Shiraishi Hitomi was like the ebb and flow of the tide, a precarious balance.

Hitomi Shiraishi wrapped her arms around Nozomi Miyamine's waist and hugged her tightly, saying:

"It's okay. Even if others find out, I'll say that I seduced you."

"Shiraishi-kun..."

Although most of the members have already left, and there are no security cameras in the classroom, even if we close the door now, no one will notice if we do something wrong.

But Miyamine Nozomi knew one thing deep down: it was a different matter when he took the initiative to hug Shiraishi Hitomi than when she took the initiative to hug him.

Moreover, he currently has feelings for Liu Mujie Deng, so it's impossible for him to do anything inappropriate with other girls.

But what embarrassed Miyamune Nozomi was that his 'huge assets' were on Shiraishi Hitomi's shoulders, and what would happen if he didn't obey her?

The current situation is a dilemma, but Miyamine Nozomi can't blame anyone.

He's so outstanding and has such a gentle personality, it's only natural that girls are so attentive to him.

Aren't you going to touch me?

Shiraishi Hitomi asked, sounding somewhat sad,

"Is it because I don't have enough meat?"

"Uh, no..."

Gong Lingwang was stunned for a moment, her eyes unmoving, clear as moonlight.

"I know, that night when you took me back to my room, you wanted to touch me, didn't you?"

Hitomi Shiraishi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a faint blush rose to her cheeks.

"Sure, I can do it if you like."

Gong Lingwang's pupils contracted slightly, just how strong was her observational ability?

When he escorted her back to her room, seeing the wrinkles he had never seen before, Gong Lingwang did indeed have some dirty and sordid thoughts.

But he simply stood there, struggling with his conscience, and ultimately reason prevailed over desire. He left without doing anything out of line.

However, Shiraishi Hitomi noticed this internal struggle.

Gongling Wang then realized that something was wrong:

"Shiraishi-kun...did you really go to sleep back then?"

Shiraishi Hitomi pressed close to him again and whispered:

"I'm really sleepy, but your breathing is too loud."

Gong Ling looked into her eyes, as if he had fallen into an endless, clear, light amber color.

Her gaze was too direct, yet it also seemed too innocent.

Despite knowing nothing, she was full of curiosity and stared straight at him, making Gong Lingwang feel a little guilty.

All his dirty and chaotic thoughts seemed to be exposed to Shiraishi Hitomi's eyes, leaving him nowhere to hide.

"How about a hug? I've heard that other schools have this 'friends' hug' custom."

Gong Lingwang dared not reach out to touch other places, and at the same time worried that her stock price would drop, so he could only take the initiative to wrap his arms around her body.

"Hmm..."

A smile curved at the corners of Shiraishi Hitomi's lips as she embraced him tightly.

The touch of the girl in my arms was indeed wonderful; a warm surge of heat rose from deep within my abdomen and slowly climbed up my spine.

After embracing for an unknown amount of time, Gong Lingwang's breathing became shallow.

It began to take center stage on its own, like a reef lurking in shallow water, its outline blurred and invisible.

Shiraishi Hitomi's shoulder line suddenly tensed, and a very faint red appeared on the side of her neck, as if she was recognizing some kind of signal.

She looked up directly at Gong Lingwang, whose expression was complicated, her voice filled with innocent hesitation:

"...Did I step on you?"

"No."

Gong Lingwang didn't know how to describe this feeling. He wanted to leave, but his body didn't want to leave.

Just as he was starting to despise himself more and more, Shiraishi Hitomi gently covered it with her small hand.

The indescribable stimulation made his whole body tense up, and he bit his lower lip, unwilling to make a sound.

Seeing his sudden reaction, Shiraishi Hitomi's lips parted slightly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Did I do the right thing? Is this a good thing?"

Her voice was beautiful, but Gong Lingwang felt uneasy.

He was already considering transferring his position away from Shiraishi Hitomi; the situation was somewhat beyond his expectations.

As for the targets for heavy investment, we need to find them again.

Hitomi Shiraishi continued to grind carefully, the heat making her palms numb through the thin fabric.

Two warm breaths intertwined and evaporated in the gradually darkening space, turning the air into a honey-like thickness.

Miyamine Nozomi's hand tightened suddenly around the girl's waist, her fingertips almost digging into her uniform.

Just as he felt he was about to lose face, his phone on the table suddenly rang, drawing his attention away from the girl's delicate, slender hands.

He quickly pushed Shiraishi Hitomi away with both hands and awkwardly bent over to get his phone.

It was senior An Hechun calling.

"I have some things to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."

Miyamine Nozomi grabbed her instrument case and phone and fled the practice room as if she were escaping.

His relationship with Hitomi Shiraishi developed to an unbelievable degree.

Even without a mirror, he could feel his face turning bright red.

Why is she so fond of me?

At the same time, Miyamine Nozomi was also worried that Shiraishi Hitomi would treat her like a shameless monkey, with her mind full of those kinds of thoughts.

He does want to do certain ambiguous things, but that doesn't mean anyone can do them.

Gong Lingwang hurried downstairs, his tension reaching its peak; he could even feel his heart trembling.

Even though he didn't see anyone, he still felt a lingering fear.

Because Miyamine Nozomi realized that he was not actually resistant to contact with Shiraishi Hitomi, and even hoped to continue.

This is definitely not a good thing.

[Market Update: Hitomi Shiraishi, down 3%]

[Interpretation of the unusual activity: He is worried that Miyamine Nozomi has become distant from him, leading to his depressed mood]

Price: 40.8

Because you used 20x leverage, your loss this time is: ¥1308842.

[Position Balance: 872562 yen]

"......"

Looking at the system results that appeared before him, Gong Lingwang felt a mixture of hot and cold sensations.

The good news is that it only dropped by three points, which seems okay. Shiraishi Hitomi has given him a chance.

The bad news is that because of the 20x leverage, the stock dropped 60 points, bringing his holdings down to below one million.

Moreover, judging from the interpretation of the unusual behavior, she doesn't dislike herself, but rather feels that she has gone too far and that the problem is her own.

Gong Lingwang, seeing the huge losses, finally began to get nervous.

Now, let alone maintaining a profit, if such a situation occurs again, his principal will be threatened.

And it might not even be enough to cover the losses...

To this day, he still doesn't know what the system's punishment is.

Thinking about this, Gongling Wang suddenly wanted to cut off his own flesh and run away.

Just then, my phone rang again; it was another message from Anhe, my senior.

"Hey?"

A series of noisy sounds came to my ears.

"Come to the audiovisual classroom right now! Help me!"

"What is this thing?!"

"Don't move!"

The voices of Anhe Jun and Kohinata Hina came through the phone. Miyamine Nozomi was already in a bad mood, and now it seemed that another mess had happened.

He hung up the phone and hurried toward the audiovisual classroom.

There was still no one in the corridor.

Gong Lingwang arrived at the door of the audiovisual classroom, looked down to check, just in case it wasn't back to normal and they saw her and made a fool of herself.

When I opened the door, I saw Anhe Jun and Kohinata Hina rolling around on the floor, embracing each other.

"So what is this thing?! Why is it being used on me?!"

"Because you don't listen to me at all. If you had listened to me properly, things wouldn't be so bad!"

"Is there anything we can't discuss on our phones?!"

"Huh? Do you think you'll even listen? You definitely won't reply!"

"Ugh—! Let go of me! Damn it!"

"I told you I won't let go!"

Both of their shoes were kicked off, revealing their feet covered in black calf socks.

Two intertwined, delicate bodies seemed bound by invisible vines, their breaths escaping through their teeth, hot against each other's ears.

Because of the very indecent posture, the fabric under the skirt was completely visible to Gong Lingwang; it was all white.

But he no longer had the mind to appreciate these fabrics.

"Senior, where is the thing?" Gong Lingwang asked, squatting on the ground.

Anhe Jun's face was being squeezed hard by Kohinata Hina's hand, and she mumbled in a low voice:

"Mine is in my skirt pocket."