I play wind instruments in Kansai.

Gong Lingwang asked:

Does it really have to be this way?

"Of course! Don't be too kind. Hasebe, just because he's the flute club leader, he's always going against Tanihana-senpai! He's a cancer in the club! People like him should just leave!"

"It's not that I'm afraid of the seniors, but I need to explain something to you. At the very least, there should be a first, second, and third place in the flute. With so few people already playing the flute, do you really want him to quit?"

"I only understand one thing: as long as these people are around, the brass band will never be united, so you must always stand by my side, Miyamune."

"Kirishima-kun said the same thing to me."

"What did you say?" Liu Mujie cast an ambiguous glance at him.

Gongling Wang gripped the armrest of the instrument case tightly, waiting for the green light to come on:

"Let me stand on her side."

Willow Knot Lamp slightly pursed her chin and whispered, "What do you say?"

“I didn’t reply to her, but if she wanted to, there was no need to say it out loud.”

After speaking, Miyamune Nozomi paused for a moment before continuing.

"Willow, if you want the brass band to go further, you can't bypass your relationship with her."

"You don't need to tell me that."

She walked forward somewhat unhappily.

Why are you walking so fast?

"I'm being difficult."

Gong Lingwang couldn't help but laugh out loud and quickly followed.

"Would you like some ice cream?"

"No, according to the date, I'll be here in a few days."

"Then we should eat even more!"

"Hmph, I can't be bothered with you."

16. Tight-fitting athletic shorts and sportswear

I bought a new flute, and I'm definitely going to play it hard when I get home.

Because if we don't blow it now, and wait until the sun sets and the cold white streetlights on the asphalt road come on, then it won't be a fragrant young girl coming to our door, but a policeman with a tense face.

"came back?"

"Ah."

My mother was cooking in the kitchen, and in a shopping bag next to her was a very beautiful-looking cabbage.

One day, everyone will be hooked on the erotic cabbage.

Gongling Wang returned to his room and took out "Selected 24 Melodic Pieces" from the drawer.

This was issued by the brass band club when I was studying in Hokkaido. For advanced learners, it is very effective in improving tone control, phrasing, and finger technique.

As I assembled the flute and prepared to play it, the image of [Ai Kato] suddenly appeared before my eyes.

Unlike before, this time it didn't soar directly upwards. Instead, after rising by two points, it fluctuated back and forth, neither going up nor down, making it difficult to predict what it would do next.

Miyamune Nozomi immediately lost interest in playing the flute and focused on watching the market. After all, Kato Ai was one of his major holdings, and he needed to run away immediately if anything went wrong.

However, he was reluctant to give up the growth opportunities that the system had allocated to her.

Gong Lingwang sat at his desk, watching the K-line fluctuate back and forth, unable to go up or down, making him anxious. The system seemed to offer no interpretation during the fluctuations.

Having acquired this system in the past few days, he has rarely paid attention to the candlestick chart patterns, but now he has no choice but to start paying attention.

The best way is to ask AI.

The answer given is:

The stock opened with a quick one-point rise, and although it fluctuated, it held steady above the average price line, indicating strong bullish momentum and a potential breakout above the upper limit at any time.

Really? Really? You're not lying to me?

Miyamune Nozomi pinched her chin. According to this logic, although some factors were interfering with Kato Ai's progress at the moment, her ambition was still very strong.

Buy more, buy more.

With this in mind, Miyamine Nozomi immediately opened his holdings. Following the principle of not selling when prices fall, he could only sell his holdings in Kirishima Ryuka.

Sorry, it won't go up if I hold onto it. I might as well put my money into Kato Ai's account for now, and I'll definitely buy you later.

[Transfer of crew: Kirishima Ruka → Kato Ai]

[Exchange Amount: 89800 yen]

As a result, Ai Kato's holdings amounted to 651100 yen.

Miyamune Nozomi had completely lost focus on playing the instrument, her eyes fixed on Kato Ai's playing board.

At this point, the K-line suddenly jumps up again, breaking through a point, and then pulls back without breaking through, indicating that a new upward space has been opened.

It has already risen by two points, and you can make more than 10,000 yen in a short period of time. Miyamine Nozomi couldn't help but sigh, "Is Kato Ai really that strong?"

Making money off her improved Gong Lingwang's mood considerably; he'd buy her the popular student drink from the school's vending machine tomorrow.

Strawberry milk that costs 300 yen.

Hmm, not bad, not bad. Just as Miyamune Nozomi was about to close the trading screen, Kato Ai's K-line suddenly plummeted, dropping by -3%.

Including the recent rise, it suddenly dropped by five points, and then there were no further fluctuations.

It's currently a straight line until a new influencing event occurs.

What happened? Gong Lingwang stared in disbelief.

He just added to his position, and his analysis was very good, so why did it suddenly drop?

[Market Update: Ai Kato, -3%, -19533 yen]

[Analysis of the abnormal movement: Due to interference from surrounding factors and the allure of Anhechun's games, the stock price adhered to the principle that "there's no point in making significant progress without practice," resulting in the failure to realize the positive upward trend.]

[Cumulative Earnings: Profit +10%, Total +46767 Yen]

"......"

Gong Lingwang looked at the board with a sullen expression. He knew Anhe, and he had heard Liu Mu say that she got along very well with the first-year students, but he did not expect that they would get along this well.

How dare they tempt him to play games!

But it's okay, it's just a small loss, and overall we're still making a profit. We'll continue to hold.

Regardless, he had complete faith in Kato Ai.

◇

The next day was a rare good day, Gongling thought as he stood by the window.

The sky was a deep blue, and the sunlight poured down without restraint, making the leaves appear so green they seemed to glow.

Wakayama City is located in the south, so the cherry blossoms bloom early, which also means they wither early; by the end of April, they are almost dead.

This morning I need to find a willow wood lamp for my morning exercise.

I woke up at six in the morning, more than I've ever gotten up this early. I was thinking of making up an excuse not to go, but after thinking about it carefully, I realized that I had to do what I had agreed to do.

I changed into my sportswear and left home amidst the astonished stares of my parents, who looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Standing at the door, I took a deep breath. The air carried a clean, sweet scent, a mixture of grass and dew. People were already gathering in twos and threes at the bus stop, waiting for the bus.

Sunlight streamed through the buildings, illuminating half the street, and the line between light and shadow was being crossed step by step by the slowly walking Miyamune Nozomi.

Liu Mu's house is one street away from his, about a ten-minute walk away.

It was a two-story Japanese-style house with an iron plaque on the wall that read "Willow Wood," and it was rusty.

As far as Miyamine Nozomi knew, Liu Mu's family was not very wealthy; her father was just a worker at the fish farm, but she never smelled of fish.

Perhaps it was because her father smelled fishy that she didn't.

Arrive at the door and ring the doorbell.

Soon, you could hear heavy footsteps coming from inside, thump thump thump, and even without seeing her, you could tell she was running.

The door was pulled open.

A willow-wood lantern with a black single ponytail stood before me.

She wore light black athletic shorts, which accentuated the curves of her hips, making them resemble the shape of a ripe peach—so full they were almost heart-pounding.

Above that was a matching sports vest, taut over a supple and powerful curve, the exposed skin appearing dazzlingly white against the light black background.

"Hmm, you're here so early. I thought you were sleeping."

With one hand on her hip, the willow-wood lamp makes her waist appear even slimmer, and the line from her waist to her hips is stretched into an alluring bow.

Gong Lingwang remained silent, his gaze blatantly licking her body.

"What are you looking at?"

Willow Wood Lamp noticed his gaze, pretending not to see the heat gradually gathering on her small face.

Gongling Wang stated bluntly:

"Liu Mu, may I ask what you're wearing?"

Willowwood Lamp's throat moved slightly, and he gently pinched his pants as he said:

"Of course it's athletic shorts. What, you haven't seen them before? The school's track and field team wears these to run in the mornings, and it's very smooth."

“A lecher,” Gongling Wang said in a serious tone.

Willow Wood Lamp glared at him fiercely, but for some reason, she felt a little happy inside. She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and said nonchalantly,

"Don't stand still, follow me."

As soon as she finished speaking, she ran forward, her long, shapely legs swinging back and forth in the morning light, her hips, encased in athletic shorts, swaying rhythmically with each step.

It's not a swaying motion, but a springy, youthful tremor that makes you want to feel what it feels like.

Gong Lingwang couldn't help but gasp and follow, wondering when her figure had become so good.

◇

I thought I wouldn't run too far, but I ended up running all the way from Yoshida-cho to Wakayama Castle Park, which was almost two kilometers.

Gong Lingwang's physical fitness wasn't very good at first, but fortunately, the system provided him with physical enhancements, so now he can run a thousand meters without panting heavily.

The two jogged slowly along the path along the edge of the moat, with the willow-wood lantern two or three steps ahead of him.

Her full hips were slightly taut and relaxed under the tight fabric, and the air was filled with the scent of pine needles and damp moss, mixed with the sweet smell of orange shampoo wafting from her hair.

They stopped to rest when they reached the outer wall of the Nishinomaru Garden, though they were still walking slowly.

"I didn't expect you to actually be able to keep up."

Liu Mujie was panting, the fabric of his athletic shorts soaked with dark sweat, clinging to the full curves of his thighs.

It wasn't that Miyamine Nozomi was always paying attention to Yanagi Yuuto's body; as a member of the opposite sex, it's hard not to notice these things.

"I never expected you could run this far."

Gong Lingwang stood with his hands on his hips, slightly out of breath. Before him stood the Hongsong'an Tea House.

"Want some tea?"

"No, everything here is very expensive."

Willow Wood Lamp reached down, as if her shorts were getting a little hot, and she hooked her fingers into the fabric and gently pulled.

"I'll treat you." Gong Lingwang felt dizzy and lightheaded.

Liu Mujie didn't notice any of this. She ran her fingertips through the damp strands of hair on her forehead, glanced at him, and said:

"No, I don't drink tea in the morning. I've heard that drinking tea in the morning can cause a stomach perforation."

"It can't be that bad. What kind of water do you want to drink?"

"Pocari Sweat, not iced."