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Kirishima Ruka, sitting on the bed with one arm crossed, said:

Are you free tomorrow? How about we go out for a walk?

"I'm busy, I have plans." She replied almost without hesitation.

"Well--"

Kirishima Ruka's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the face of Miyamine Nozomi flashed into her mind. After hesitating for a moment, she asked,

"A date? With whom?"

“Miya Ridge, classmate.”

Kirishima Ruka wanted to say something, but felt a foreign object blocking her throat, and even her breathing became rapid.

Where are you going?

"I won't tell Ruka." Shiraishi Hitomi's tone was extremely calm.

Her tone, which seemed to disassociate Kirishima Ruka from the situation, made the latter appear somewhat anxious, each heartbeat accompanied by tension and unease.

"Xiaotong, you don't actually have feelings for him, do you?"

"I like him."

When Shiraishi Hitomi's voice reached her ears, Kirishima Ruka was completely stunned; her bluntness and violence were so powerful that they could destroy all words.

"...How could you do this?" After a long while, Kirishima Ruka finally managed to utter these words.

“Gong Ling also likes me. He said he would stay with me for the rest of his life.”

"nonsense!"

Kirishima Ruka gripped the bedsheet with her left hand and scolded in a tone befitting an older sister.

"You know perfectly well the relationship between Gong Ling and Liu Mu, so why did you do such a thing? What if Liu Mu finds out—!"

"I do not mind."

Compared to Kirishima Ruka's slightly agitated tone, Shiraishi Hitomi remained calm and composed.

"Liuge, what about you? You called me because you're too embarrassed to come with me?"

"Well......"

Kirishima Ruka's eyes widened suddenly as she realized that she was going out with Miyamine Nozomi tomorrow.

Hitomi Shiraishi believes that she is calling him now because she wants the three of them to go out together.

“Hitomi, how could you think of me like that…” Kirishima Ruka said.

"Want to come together? If it's Ruka, I'm all for it."

However, Shiraishi Hitomi still extended the invitation. Kirishima Ruka didn't understand why things had turned out this way. Shouldn't she be the one inviting Hitomi?

Her prominent under-eye bags twitched slightly. She took a deep breath, composed herself, and said:

"Xiaotong, you can correct your mistake immediately, but if you continue like this, you're completely finished."

Given Yukito's personality, if she finds out about this, it will definitely lead to a confrontation, and it's not impossible that they might even fight.

Moreover, this was the first time she had ever wished that Shiraishi Hitomi was the same Shiraishi Hitomi as before, someone who would follow her lead and not do anything to embarrass or embarrass her.

"Why?" Shiraishi Hitomi suddenly asked.

"what?"

"Why do you feel guilty towards Yuto, yet you expect me to feel guilty towards her as well?"

Hitomi Shiraishi's words made Kirishima Ruka's fingertips go cold and numb with fear and the unknown.

She suddenly realized a frightening fact: despite being Shiraishi Hitomi's best friend since childhood, she was unable to truly understand her inner thoughts.

Is it because she felt guilty towards Yuki Tsubasa that she advised Shiraishi Hitomi to be careful?

Driven by an indescribable emotion, Kirishima Ruka hung up the call and drew the curtains.

Looking at the call timer on the screen, Kirishima Ruka's eyes flickered with complex emotions, a mixture of jealousy, regret, and anxiety, like a tangled mess in her heart.

My finger unconsciously stopped on Gong Lingwang's profile picture, which had been changed to a picture of blue sky and white clouds, even though it wasn't yesterday.

I wanted to ask him where he was going tomorrow, but after thinking about it carefully, I decided against it.

What was he really thinking? Why did he invite Xiaotong out on a date?

Isn't he worried about being discovered by Liu Mu?

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The next day, at 7:30 in the morning.

Gong Lingwang opened the wardrobe, and compared to his mother's diverse collection of clothes, his own clothes had far fewer styles.

She wore a white T-shirt on top, a denim short-sleeved shirt draped over her shoulders, and loose white wide-leg capri pants on the bottom.

Great, we have to make her pay back today!

Gong Lingwang raised his hand and smoothed his bangs.

As they descended the stairs, the mother, feigning youthful exclamation, exclaimed, "No wonder she's Michiru's child, she's grown up to be so beautiful!"

Miyamune Michiru is her name.

Gong Lingwang ignored him, finished breakfast, and went out.

The wind in front of Wakayama Station still carried the coolness of the harbor. He arrived at the central ticket gate twenty minutes early, clutching two JR limited express tickets he had already bought.

There are several ways to get to Osaka from here: JR Limited Express, Nankai Electric Railway, and express bus.

JR Limited Express has the most frequent and fastest routes. Although it's a bit more expensive at 2,500 yen, it only takes one day, which is better than wasting time on the road.

I spent five thousand yuan in one go, and that was just a one-way ticket; I'll need to buy another one for the return trip.

"We're so strapped for cash..." Gongling Wang sighed.

A short while later, Hitomi Shiraishi arrived.

A white short-sleeved sailor shirt with a small black bow tied at the collar.

The high-waisted pleated skirt accentuated her waistline and featured black pleated lines, giving her a youthful, student-like appearance.

White ankle socks and black patent leather platform loafers perfectly complemented her dress, creating a stunning combination.

Miyamune Nozomi, who had been calm for a long time, felt as if something had suddenly struck her chest the moment she saw Shiraishi Hitomi.

Her skin glowed with a translucent sheen under the car's interior light, her face appearing as still as a painting, drawing the attention of passersby.

Hitomi Shiraishi quickly spotted Nozomi Miyamine and walked over without hesitation, carrying a small brown bag in both hands.

"Good morning," she greeted softly.

"Good morning." Gong Lingwang forced a smile.

Handsome men and beautiful women quickly became a sight to behold at the station.

Miyamine Nozomi's gaze lingered on Shiraishi Hitomi's body. The girl raised her hand to smooth her side hair, and the sound that escaped her lips was as gentle as a breeze:

"Shall we leave now?"

"We'll have to wait a little longer."

Because it was the weekend, and this was not peak time, JR Limited Express usually runs once an hour.

"it is good."

Shiraishi Hitomi stood obediently beside him, the two of them very close, so close that Miyamine Nozomi harbored ill intentions and unease.

He was like a guilty child, constantly looking around, afraid of being discovered by others.

After all, he told Yuki Tsubaki that he was going to visit his grandmother in the Seto Inland Sea, but now he's with a beautiful girl, who is also her former best friend, and they're going to Osaka together.

“Let’s go sit for a while,” said Miyamune Nozomi.

"Ah."

Several benches were empty; you could choose any seat you wanted.

Wakayama Station was already a bit stuffy, and sunlight slanted in through the high windows, casting a band of light on Shiraishi Hitomi's white socks.

Amidst the train arrival announcements broadcast over the loudspeaker, Miyamine felt extremely uneasy.

Looking at the electronic screen, I saw that the Kuroshio would arrive in 22 minutes.

"It's taking a while," he said softly to ease the awkwardness. "Would you like to eat something first?"

Shiraishi Hitomi shook his head, then suddenly placed his hand on Miyazaki Nozomi's forearm, feeling the warmth emanating from his body through his palm.

Is it hot?

Gong Lingwang was taken aback; her palms weren't hot, but rather a little cold.

"Yes, a little."

Shiraishi Hitomi lowered her eyelids, a faint smile appearing on her cherry-colored lips as she said:

"Pinch my arm. Liu Ge once said that even in summer, my arm is always cool."

"......"

Gong Lingwang's mind went blank; the girl's arms were slender, and her skin was as white as porcelain.

He realized this might be one of the requests, and on a whim, he raised his arm and touched her bare arm with both hands right there in the station.

It's cool, but not the bone-chilling coolness of ice water; rather, it's a coolness with a warm, soothing feel.

Hitomi Shiraishi's skin was delicate, with a texture like freshly baked dough. The coolness gradually expelled the heat trapped in his pores.

"That's amazing..." Gongling Wang swallowed hard.

He thought of Willow Wood Lamp. He felt hot all over when he touched her in the room before. What was the difference between their bodies?

The corners of Shiraishi Hitomi's mouth twitched almost imperceptibly:

“I get headaches when I’m in front of the air conditioner. My mom says I have naturally thin blood vessels, and my hands and feet get like this in the summer.”

"so......"

[Points +5]

Sure enough, the points turned positive, but Miyamune Nozomi's mood was not pleasant.

Have you been to the hospital?

Shiraishi Hitomi nodded slightly, her bangs swaying gently.

"Yes, it's nothing. Just be careful about the temperature difference."

The way she earnestly explained made Gong Lingwang feel a little sorry for her, but he didn't know if this emotion was given to him by the system or if he had it himself.

The two had skin tones that were a whole shade different, and Miyamine Nozomi could feel her pulse beating.

"I felt it," she suddenly whispered.

"What?" Gong Lingwang looked up.

"Your heart is pounding," Shiraishi Hitomi said with a gentle smile.

"......"

Gong Lingwang then realized that it wasn't Shiraishi Tong's pulse, but his own.

"Feel sorry."

Her fair thighs beneath her skirt, her lace socks, her school uniform, and her incredibly cute smile all made Miyamune Nozomi a little shy.

He let go of her hand and pretended to look around boredly, but actually he just didn't want Shiraishi Hitomi to see his red face.

After a brief silence, Miyamine Wang couldn't help but ask the question that she had never thought she would ask.

"Shiraishi-kun, how's your relationship with Kirishima-kun going these days?"

The smile on Shiraishi Hitomi's face vanished, her expression froze, and she became lifeless.