I play wind instruments in Kansai.

"It's nearby. Just cross the calamus bridge and walk a little further."

It is indeed very close. You can see Changpu Bridge from the window here. That area is full of detached houses and a large expanse of lush green farmland.

"Erika~~! Time to go home?" Senior Fukui stood at the door waiting, carrying her instrument case.

"Here it comes!"

Erika Toda picked up the instrument case, slung her schoolbag over her shoulder, and said with a smile.

"Come over to my house anytime! Shiraishi-senpai is also welcome."

"OK Bye Bye."

Only Miyamine Nozomi and Shiraishi Hitomi remained in the practice room. Even though it was six o'clock, it was still bright outside, and crows could be heard cawing from the power lines from time to time.

Ever since returning from Osaka, Miyamine Nozomi has been unsure how to get along with Shiraishi Hitomi.

"Gong Ling, aren't you leaving yet?"

Just as he was thinking of taking the initiative to speak, Liu Mujie Deng came to find him.

Just as Miyamine Nozomi was about to respond, Shiraishi Hitomi's voice said "Goodbye" from beside her.

Her overly soft voice, combined with her naturally low breathy tone, made her sound even more melancholic and sorrowful, causing Gong Lingwang's heart to clench.

"Ah."

Even he didn't know who he was addressing with this response.

Pack your things and leave the classroom.

Willowwood Lamp looked at him and said:

"Isn't Toda-senpai here?"

“You’ll see her in a few more seconds,” Gong Lingwang said. “By the way, I won’t be going home with you today.”

He felt that he was becoming more and more adept at saying this phrase.

The willow-wood lamp gave a soft, disgruntled hum:

"Gongling is a genius who is busy with many things every day. Where would he find the time to spend with a farm girl like me?"

“I am indeed a great genius, but you are no longer a farm girl; you are a grown woman now,” Gong Lingwang said, looking her over very seriously.

Willowwood Lamp glanced at him and said:

"Where are you going?"

"Supervisor Hayami, didn't I tell you this before?"

Gongling Wang couldn't help but laugh.

"You don't actually think that I'd mess around with Supervisor Hayami, do you?"

“Who knows you?” Willow Wood Lamp said casually. “You’re easy to catch, even easier than the fish in the sea, as long as you’re given some meat.”

"......"

Hearing her say that, Gong Lingwang really wanted to find an excuse for himself.

But upon reflection, it was an undeniable truth, which made him realize that he had made significant mistakes.

"I've never seen you give me any meat to eat," Gong Lingwang said.

Willow Knot Lantern remained silent, her nails gripping her backpack strap tightly, her eyes shimmering. She spoke casually:

"If you can really win gold at the county competition, I'll give you a gift."

"Well......."

Gongling Wang was just saying it casually; he didn't expect it to have such an outcome.

Is that what this gift meant? He wasn't sure himself.

But it should be that... right? Probably? I think so?

"Um......"

Gong Lingwang tilted his head as if he didn't understand, pursed his lips, and said...

"I'm quite picky about gifts..."

"Take it or leave it."

Willow Knot Lamp seemed too lazy to say more to him and quickened his pace.

Seeing her hurried steps, her skirt swaying back and forth with the movement of her thighs, the hem of the skirt gently patting the back of her thighs, Gong Lingwang couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

The two walked out of the club building.

Because Miyamine Nozomi was going to travel with Hayami Tenma Sei, she had to separate from Yanagi Yuto.

The previous female supervisor's car was quite something from any perspective, so Gong Lingwang deliberately waited for her at the entrance of the parking lot.

Because he was standing by the entrance and exit, he was mistaken for someone who looked after the parking lot and was even asked by car owners why he didn't open the gate.

After waiting for a while, the familiar dark blue car drove out.

Unlike before, the car windows were tinted, making it impossible to see inside.

But the collision with the car's left front headlight is something Gong Lingwang can never forget.

Hayami Tenma, who was sitting in the car, also noticed him and instinctively started to drive closer to him.

But then she thought about it again. Gong Lingwang had teased her several times, first by putting on a sexually aroused act, asking for pantyhose and even two pairs.

He then put on a gentlemanly act, returning everything he had asked for, completely treating her like a fool.

The more you think about it, the angrier you get.

Besides, Ayaka changed the glass cover before, so you can't see inside at all. There won't be any problems!

Gong Lingwang was still waiting for the car to stop. The car was almost touching the curb, but then it turned the wheel a little to move away from him.

It's like deliberately teasing someone at the door, teasing them too much but not coming in.

No? What happened? I didn't see him?

I waved, but there was no response.

There was no response to his shouts. Seeing that the vehicle hadn't picked up speed yet, Gong Ling rushed to the front of the car in a panic.

Startled, Hayami Tenma slammed on the brakes, his upper body trembling.

"Gong Ling! Are you crazy?!" she shouted, rolling down the car window. "Is the traffic really this bad?!"

Gong Lingwang didn't say anything, but walked directly to the passenger seat and reached out to grab the car door.

First it was locked, but he was still pulling it.

"Wait, wait, wait."

As soon as the Pegasus was unlocked, he sat down and said with a serious expression:

"Supervisor Hayami, why are you ignoring me?"

Feeling guilty, Hayami Tenma swallowed hard, but still kept a straight face and said:

"How could I ignore you? I didn't see you at all. Look, I've replaced these windows, they're so dark and deep, right? I really couldn't see anything. And how could you do this? What if it wasn't me sitting in the car? What if I hit you?"

"You only changed the side mirror, but you didn't change the front mirror. Of course I can see it clearly."

Gongling Wang pretended to be unhappy and said,

“I helped you practice and spoke up for you, and you just ignored me like that. Even if I were your student, I would be angry.”

Seeing that he seemed genuinely angry, Hayami Tenma let out a groan, his fingernails digging into the steering wheel. He glanced at him with a slightly resentful look and said:

"Hmm...it was you who started it..."

Where would I find one?

Gongling Wang tossed his schoolbag onto the back seat.

"Didn't I do everything you said diligently?"

What he said seemed to be true; no matter what Hayami Tenma Sei said, Miyamine Nozomi obediently did as he was told.

"Anyway, it exists." Hayami Tenma pouted, looking rather unreasonable.

"I didn't do anything bad to you first. Even if I was misunderstood, you apologized immediately after you said those things to me this morning."

"Stop talking, I need to concentrate on driving."

Hayami Tenma knew he was in the wrong, but he didn't want to lose face in front of Miyamine Nozomi.

"If you block the road like this again next time, you'll be responsible for any accidents that happen."

"Good good."

Gong Lingwang took out his phone and searched for nearby cheap and affordable musical instrument stores, saying...

"We won't go to Shiraishi's house today; let's practice somewhere else."

Hayami Tenmasei gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands:

"why?"

Why......

I can't exactly tell her everything about what happened at the movie theater.

"It's nothing, I just feel like I'm getting too much of a bargain, and that's not a good thing."

Miyamine Nozomi found a music store also located near Wakayama Station, and the online reviews seemed pretty good.

"Supervisor Hayami, have you eaten?" he asked.

"Not yet, I just got off work."

"I haven't eaten either, why don't you treat me to a meal?"

Miyamine Nozomi doesn't have much money on her right now, so she'll just eat whatever she can get. Anyway, Hayami Tenma Sei has already started working, and it's a public service job, so he must have achieved financial freedom by now, right?

"what?"

Hayami Tenma's facial muscles twitched, and he instinctively slammed on the brakes.

"Ouch, be careful, be careful."

Gong Lingwang's eyes widened. He saw in his rearview mirror that the car had almost crashed into him, and it had quickly flashed its high beams as a warning.

Hayami Tenma pouted dejectedly. Refusing would seem petty, so she could only ask:

"What do you want to eat? Boys all like pork chop curry rice, right?"

“I’m fine with anything, I’d like some home-cooked food,” Miyamine asked. “Is Director Hayami staying nearby? I can eat at your place.”

"My home?" Hayami Tenma's heart skipped a beat.

"Is that not allowed?"

"..."

Looking at his harmless face, Hayami Tenma fell silent. Had she been overthinking all along?

Just one meal.

She turned off her phone's navigation; she had memorized the way back to her apartment.

The rented apartment is not far from Zhimu Academy; it only takes about five minutes to drive there.

It's a typical two-story apartment building, the kind you see everywhere.

Hayami Tenmasei parked the car in the apartment's parking lot, turned off the engine, took off his flat shoes, and put on his usual black low-heeled shoes.

Standing downstairs, Miyamine looked at the apartment building painted orange and said:

"Supervisor Hayami, have you been living here all along?"

Hayami Tenma felt that this kind of "rich kid" would never experience this kind of life in the future.

"It really can't compare to yours."

"I didn't look down on you."

Gongling Wang smiled at her.