I play wind instruments in Kansai.

"nice."

A smile played on Shiraishi Hitomi's lips as she set the photo of the two of them as her wallpaper.

"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

Seeing her like this, Gong Lingwang subconsciously said,

"If others find out, it will cause unnecessary trouble."

"Hmm..."

Upon hearing this, Shiraishi Hitomi's cherry-colored lips parted slightly, but she didn't refute anything and simply changed the wallpaper back to the original system wallpaper.

"I'm sorry," she said softly.

"...No, it's my problem."

[Hitomi Shiraishi, points restored to positive +5]

Even though her points turned positive, seeing her slightly sad expression made Gong Lingwang feel even more like a scumbag, and he couldn't be happy at all.

After the train passes the Xiongshan Viaduct, it enters the Xiongshan Tunnel, which is not long.

The carriage darkened for a few seconds, and the reflection in the window showed the silhouettes of the two sitting side by side. Shiraishi Hitomi's hands were wrapped around his arms, and the two were pressed tightly together.

As the light returned, passing Izumi Tottori Station, the view outside the window revealed a much more open field.

In early June, the rice seedlings were a neat, green carpet spread out across the land.

There weren't many tunnels on the way from Wakayama to Osaka, so the two of them couldn't do much.

Of course, Miyamine Nozomi did not want anything unexpected to happen.

But for Shiraishi Hitomi, an uncontrollable desire kept churning within him. He knew what it was: a punishment for his indifference towards other women.

The two did not discuss anything on the way.

Shiraishi Hitomi was fast asleep, leaning on his shoulder, while Miyane Nozomi remained motionless despite his aches and pains.

The scenery outside the window receded one by one, and the platform came into view.

Businessmen in suits strode by, tourists with suitcases whispered among themselves, and tour group staff held up small flags to guide the travelers.

Miyamine Nozomi had never been to Osaka before, and only knew that it was the second largest city in the country and the largest metropolis in the west.

Meanwhile, the strength of the Osaka Wind Ensemble should not be underestimated.

Although the strength of Osaka Tosho and Meisei Engineering Schools has declined significantly in recent years, even a weakened camel is bigger than a horse, not to mention the presence of the formidable Shuta Affiliated Jukko High School.

But it's too early to talk about that. At least we need to go through the Waka Prefecture Conference first and snatch a spot from Hoshibayashi and Otakayo.

Gong Lingwang lowered his head, wanting to remind her that the train had arrived at the station.

A few strands of her hair fell across her cheeks, her skin was fair and smooth, and her cherry-colored lips were so moist that Gong Lingwang wanted to take them in his mouth.

He took a deep breath and couldn't help but squeeze her arm with his right hand.

"Hmm..."

It seemed like the kneading was a bit too forceful, and Shiraishi Hitomi was awakened.

"We've arrived," said Gongling Wang.

A soft "uh" sound escaped from Shiraishi Hitomi's throat. Miyamine Nozomi never thought her willpower was so weak; just hearing it made her vaguely react.

He believes it's all the system's fault.

To avoid making a fool of himself, he withdrew his hand, picked up his phone, and casually scrolled through the news, saying:

"It's almost ten o'clock. Let's meet up with Senior Anhe in a bit."

"Do we really want to be together?" Shiraishi Hitomi asked, raising her hand to rub her eyes.

Gongling Wang saw that the United States had launched another trade war against the world, and feeling indignant, he suppressed the evil thoughts in his lower body:

"Well, actually I've never been to Osaka before either. Rather than taking you around aimlessly, I'd rather you have fun."

Shiraishi Hitomi said softly:

"I can be happy as long as I'm alone with you."

"..."

Gong Lingwang blushed, staring at the news photos on her phone screen, forcing herself not to think about it.

That wretched accordion-wearing blond monster!

"I'll stick with them. I'll gain experience and know how to play next time," he said.

Hitomi Shiraishi didn't say anything, but simply put the small handbag next to her into her bosom.

The train came to a complete stop, and the two people stepped out of the carriage.

Anwa Jun and Kohikawa Hina were already waiting on the platform.

"Look at this Osaka Station, it's much bigger than Wakayama Station. Has Shiraishi-senpai ever been here before?"

An Hechun wore a gentle smile, which she always showed to everyone.

Rather, she knows very well how to treat different people and what attitude to use.

Hitomi Shiraishi shook her head.

"Don't worry! I've been here several times, and I can give you a whole day to have fun!" An Hechun said with a smile.

Gongling Wang said:

"Let me make it clear beforehand that I only brought a little money with me today, enough to treat Shiraishi-kun. I probably don't have that much money left to treat you all."

"We're not looking for you to pay us. What do you take us for?"

An Hechun raised her finger and poked his forehead from a distance, saying,

"I have my own money, and even if I didn't, I wouldn't ask you for it."

"Ok."

Miyamine gazed at the hibiscus.

This little girl wouldn't do something like, "If you want me to keep your secret, reimburse me for my day's expenses," would she?

But probably not, she's a pretty upright person.

Seeing Miyamine's gaze fall upon her, Kohikana puffed out her thin breasts.

"What? I don't want you to treat me. I brought eight thousand yen with me, not just for the transportation!"

"Wow, that's impressive," said Miyamune Nozomi.

Kohikari Hina said through gritted teeth:

"I really brought eight thousand!"

"So many!"

Gongling Wang didn't actually mean anything by it; he just felt there was too much of it.

However, this was not the case to Kohikana.

She unzipped her handbag, took out three 100-yen coins, and said...

Here's some coffee!

"No need to pay, it's on me."

"Here you go! Take it!"

She stretched out her arms, as if to say, "I'm going to cut ties with you completely."

Gongling Wang raised an eyebrow, but ultimately reached out and took it.

99. Do you think I still have a chance to win you back?

Osaka, clear skies, a gentle breeze.

Thanks to being in an unfamiliar environment, Miyamine Nozomi was able to freely observe the passersby.

He had also heard that the natives of Osaka were arrogant and looked down on the people of Wakayama City, thinking that they were all bumpkins.

Just as Miyamine Nozomi thought Hayami Tenma Sei was a country bumpkin from Hokkaido, only at the time, clothing was a major factor.

Although people in Osaka also speak Kansai dialect, he could still sense the difference.

"Follow me closely, one day is quite a rush. Let's go to Osaka Castle to take photos first," An Hechun said.

The sound of her long legs pacing on the floor, her plaid skirt that didn't go past her knees, and her slender figure that could be seen even through her clothes.

With clear eyes and a mature young woman, she captivated everyone except for Miyamine Nozomi.

Miyamine Nozomi didn't actually want to belittle the uniforms of Chiki Academy, but compared to the Western-style uniforms that were gradually dominating girls' aesthetic tastes, they did indeed seem inferior.

"Does Junior Gongling have any objections?" An Hechun asked when he saw that Gongling hadn't said anything.

"No, just do as you say, senior," said Gong Lingwang.

An Hechun tilted her head slightly, looking at him with a puzzled expression, and said, "Don't you like it?"

"No, I just don't have experience in this area."

"Seriously? You didn't go out with any girls in Hokkaido?"

Gongling Wang shook his head and said:

"I'm living a pretty peaceful life in Hokkaido. I just go hiking occasionally, and I don't go shopping with girls."

Kohikari Hinata's lips curled into a dry, bitter laugh as she said:

"Heh... So you mean you became like this after you returned to Wakayama City?"

Anhe Chun rested his chin on his hand and said:

"I heard from Director Hayami that there is a book called 'Yanzi Chunqiu' which contains the story of 'oranges become trifoliate oranges when they are transplanted across the Huai River'."

"What is that?" Hinata Kohinata asked.

An Hechun calmly explained:

"That is to say, oranges grown south of the Huai River are sweet oranges, while those grown north of the Huai River become bitter and astringent trifoliate oranges. The leaves may look the same, but the taste is completely different. The reason for this is the difference in soil and water environment."

“Senior Anhe, aren’t you pretty smart? You even know this.” Gongling Wang raised his eyebrows.

Everyone in the department said that An Hechun's academic performance was not good, but he didn't really believe it, because according to stereotypes, beauty and academic performance are directly proportional.

An Hechun chuckled, stuck out his tongue, and said:

"Because this won't be on the exam."

"..."

That's it!

Kohinata Hinata said:

"So, the fact that the girls in Hokkaido are ugly made Miyamune behave himself, but he went around causing trouble everywhere in Wakayama because the girls around him suddenly became pretty?"

"Hey, I won't let you get away with saying Hokkaido girls are bad in such a serious way."

Gongling Wang said,

"The Sage of the North Sea must not be trifled with, understand?"

“That’s a problem with the oranges themselves,” said Kohinata Hina, sticking out her chin.

I know, I know, you're talking about him again.

An Hechun asked curiously:

"I've heard that people from Hokkaido live at a high latitude, so they have high foreheads. Is that true?"

"It's not that tall—"

Gong Lingwang had barely spoken a few words when he noticed several passengers glancing at him from time to time, whispering amongst themselves.

However, judging from the expression on his face, he didn't seem very happy about the topic being discussed by Miyamune Nozomi and the others.

Nine times out of ten, they are from Hokkaido.