I play wind instruments in Kansai.

"Correct."

"She just went downstairs. I thought you would be with her."

Miyamine nodded and was about to leave when Kirishima Ruka's slender fingers lingered on the buttons of her uniform. Suddenly, she said:

"Miyare, did Liu Mu say anything about the selection results?"

Gongling Wang stopped in his tracks:

"No, she probably doesn't even know what the outcome will be."

"So..." Kirishima Ruka pursed her lips and crossed her slender legs, saying, "Then what do you think, Miyamane-kun?"

"I?"

Gongling Wang spoke calmly, raising an eyebrow as he said...

"Are you worried that I'll support her having to hold another selection process?"

Kirishima Ruka didn't speak, but glanced at the trumpet on the table, where her reflection was somewhat distorted.

“Even if we did it again, the result wouldn’t change,” Miyamune Nozomi said bluntly.

"Um......."

Kirishima Ruka was not surprised, and concluded in a heavy tone,

"But Gongling, shouldn't you be on her side?"

Her words had a hint of "fishing," but they also revealed a young girl's undisguised anxiety.

“I’ve always been on Liu Mu’s side,” Miyamune Nozomi said.

It was precisely because he stood on Willow Wood Lamp's side that he didn't do anything unnecessary.

Hearing Miyamine's matter-of-fact tone, a faint blush rose on Kirishima Ruka's flawless skin:

"Switching with her shouldn't be a problem, and Daidouji-senpai should be able to accept it."

"No, that will make you look down on her and damage your relationship."

"It's fine."

Kirishima Ruka's fingertips gripped the hem of her skirt with a sense of unease, her rather full breasts rising and falling slightly.

"After all, as long as I can participate in the conference, it doesn't matter which part I'm in."

Gongling Wang looked directly into her clear eyes and calmly said:

"Then you should tell her those things yourself."

For Yuuki Yanagi, it didn't really matter which voice she was in; what she cared about was not being after Ruka Kirishima.

This persistent competitive spirit, it's unclear when it will ever come to a conclusion.

"I go first."

"Um, Miyamune-kun—"

Why are there still more?

Miyamine turned his head and saw Kirishima Ruka avoiding his gaze, forcing a smile as she said:

"Has Xiaotong been troubling you too much lately? If it's affecting your relationship with Liu Mu, I'll talk to her."

The expression on her face confirmed that this was actually a cover-up. Gong Lingwang looked at her fair and smooth profile, pondered for a moment, and said:

"Kirishima-kun, did you go to play it for yourself?"

"Hmm? Why are you asking that?"

"No, I just think that Shiraishi's motives might be different from ours," Miyamine Nozomi said with a shrug.

Kirishima Ruka crossed one arm, pressed her chest inward, and whispered:

"I hadn't thought about that, but if a person has no motivation to survive, life seems meaningless—"

She lowered her eyes slightly, spoke gently, and her eyes shimmered with a dreamy light.

Seeing Kirishima Ryuka's expression, Miyamine Nozomi felt a tickle deep in his throat. It seemed that the system, apart from restricting his sexual desire, had not restricted his ability to empathize.

"Sorry for asking these questions."

"It's alright, if it were you."

Her words seemed rather strange, and Gong Lingwang didn't think much of them.

"Well, I'll go first."

"it is good."

Miyamine Nozomi picked up her phone and sent a message to Yanagi Yuuto, but the reply was—

"I'm in the bathroom."

"good".

I picked up my phone and went downstairs to buy a few drinks, since I had promised Toda-senpai.

"You really didn't even give me a heads-up."

"I don't think I'm very familiar with her."

"You seem to get along very well with everyone else."

"Because I truly understand someone, I can't be familiar with them. In most cases, I only need to look at a person's temperament and physique to know if they can be a friend. But unfortunately, Daidouji is not in my 'friend' category."

There are probably very few people in the entire academy who would dare to say such things about the Holy Son of Daidouji.

Sumire Amamiya and Shinobu Yamada sat on wooden chairs next to the vending machine, each holding a bottle of lime soda.

"And Xiaojin, stop being so sarcastic and mean to others. It doesn't do you any good."

Water droplets slid slowly down the bottle wall and flowed between the girl's fingers.

Shinobu Yamada switched hands, flicking her wet right hand. Water droplets spread across the ground, forming several dark dots, which were quickly evaporated by the heat, leaving only faint imprints.

Sumire Amamiya puffed out her thin, flat chest and said:

"This is called probing the baseline, just like how athletes will probe the referee's baseline during a game to commit a foul."

"I don't think everyone likes having their bottom line probed by you."

Yamada Shinobu sighed deeply and said...

"To be honest, you just want them to hate you because of this, so that it can prove that what you said is right and that everyone is essentially a selfish bad person."

"I never said that. Ah, good morning, Miyamune-kun~"

Amamiya Sumire's gaze fell on Miyane Nozomi, who was walking downstairs, her legs stretched straight out beneath her skirt.

She turned her head to the side, her movements languid and casual, her spine like a bent reed, detached from the support of the chair back.

The ends of her hair slid to one side due to gravity, revealing the fair skin at the back of her neck.

Every little movement she made seemed meticulously planned, and Miyamune Nozomi, who could no longer be "bewitched" by other girls, thought to herself calmly.

Shinobu Yamada quickly raised her hand to brush her hair and bangs aside, as if afraid that something might have caused her to look bad.

"Good morning."

Gongling Wang walked up to the vending machine, took out his wallet, and said...

"Is lime water tasty?"

"It's delicious!" Shinobu Yamada nodded quickly.

Sumire Amamiya's little face lit up with an adorable smile:

"If I say it doesn't taste good, will you buy me another one?"

"That's no problem."

It's just a small amount of money.

When Miyamine Nozomi opened her wallet, she found it was empty.

His eyes widened suddenly, and he realized that he was now penniless!

Not only was his phone account empty, but his wallet was also completely devoid of cash.

Gong Lingwang frowned, quickly closed his wallet, and stared intently at the vending machine in front of him.

He's taking Shiraishi Hitomi out to play tomorrow, but the problem is, he doesn't have a single penny on him.

That's simple. Asking his parents shouldn't be a problem. The system should allow him to borrow money, but it doesn't allow him to have any savings.

Can borrowed money be called savings?

"Uh, you don't have any money?" Sumire Amamiya sensed something, and the muscles on her face twitched slightly.

Gong Lingwang looked at her without changing his expression and said calmly:

"Lend me a thousand."

Sumire Amamiya opened her mouth wide: "Huh?"

She doesn't get much pocket money each month, and this guy actually asked for a thousand.

“Miyare, even buying a bottle of water wouldn’t cost a thousand,” Amamiya Sumire said with a dry laugh.

"I know, but my treat costs a thousand."

"Are you planning to lend me money to buy me water?" Sumire Amamiya frowned.

Miyamine Nozomi said in a very serious tone:

"Not just you, Yamada-kun, Toda-senpai, Shiraishi-kun, and Yanagi-kun, I'm inviting five people."

"Are you kidding me?"

"I'll treat! I'll treat!"

Yamada Shinobu quickly stepped forward, took out a coin from her seashell wallet, and stood next to Miyamine Nozomi, her face tense, saying...

"What does Gong Ling want?"

Gong Ling looked at the vending machine, pondered for a moment, and said:

"All limes, five bottles will be just over a thousand. I'll pay you back in a few days."

"Okay, okay!"

Yamada Shinobu didn't hesitate at all when inserting the coin.

Sumire Amamiya rested her hands on the chair and asked curiously:

"It will be a few more days before the thousand is up. I heard that Gong Ling's family is quite wealthy?"

"I've had a lot of expenses lately."

"So big that it doesn't even have a thousand?"

Sumire Amamiya paused for a moment, then suddenly raised her hand to cover her mouth, narrowing her eyes slightly as she smiled teasingly.

"Could it be that he deliberately said no, and then came over to say hello to Shinobu?"

"Sumire! Don't say that!" Shinobu Yamada said, her face flushed.

Gongling Wang's heart could no longer be stirred by girls. He glanced at her and said:

"If that's really the case, then I came here in the first place to ask you for money."

"Well--"

Sumire Amamiya's "little devil" smug smile vanished instantly, her eyebrows furrowed, and the corner of her mouth twisted to one side.

She didn't say much, but turned her slightly flushed face away and let out a soft moan.

Gongling Wang realized that this guy was very keen on talking about others, but as soon as he was involved, he would completely shut up, like a deflated balloon, posing no threat at all.

"Thanks, I'll definitely pay you back in a few days." Gong Lingwang was confident that he could get Shiraishi Tong's points back to positive within a few days.

Yamada Shinobu, somewhat shyly, raised her hand and scratched the back of her head, saying:

"It's nothing, it's not a lot of money~~"

“Yes, we should, since neither of us has a job right now.” Gong Lingwang smiled gently and turned to go upstairs.