I play wind instruments in Kansai.

"I know."

The air was fresh and the grass was tender. Running really made me feel much more energetic. Gong Lingwang wondered if he should include daily morning runs in his future plans.

Gong Lingwang went to the vending machine, took out some coins, and bought two bottles of water.

As soon as he turned around, another girl stood next to Liu Mujiedeng, and the atmosphere between the two became increasingly tense.

It's Kirishima Ruka.

Unlike Liu Muyu, she was wearing the same long pants and tracksuit as me, plus a black jacket, with very little skin showing.

Even so, her pretty little face alone is enough to attract the attention of many people.

It seems she's here to exercise too, as she keeps panting heavily with her cherry lips parted.

Gongling Wang hurriedly went to watch the play, but before he could hear anything, Liu Mu Jie Deng glanced at him with displeasure and said in an icy tone:

"You deliberately?"

"Ok?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Gong Lingwang's face as his gaze darted back and forth between the two of them before he understood her meaning.

“You set the route for our morning runs, and I haven’t stopped.”

He handed over the water he had bought as he spoke.

Willowwood Yuzuki frowned, took the water, and said to Kirishima Ruka:

"You should have pretended not to see me and left immediately."

“This isn’t good,” Kirishima Ruka said sincerely. “Miyamine-kun’s stamina is really impressive; he managed to run all the way here from home.”

Gong Lingwang raised the corner of her lips and handed her another bottle of water, saying:

"It's alright. Under normal circumstances, I can travel further, from home to the port."

"Thank you."

Kirishima Ruka took the water that was meant for him, but didn't open it or drink it.

"I didn't see you guys for the past few days. Did it just start today?"

The willow-wood lamp showed her no respect whatsoever, unscrewing the lid and saying, "What's it to you?"

“I only started today. I haven’t met him before. It must have been Liu Mu earlier,” Gong Lingwang said.

"Ah... how about we go together? We can keep each other company on the way."

Kirishima Ruka twisted the bottle cap but didn't open it. Instead, she spoke directly to Miyamine Nozomi.

"Ah, Gongling, I can't open it, can you help me?"

As she spoke, she handed over the water bottle. Liu Mujie frowned deeply, wishing he could chop the bottle in half.

Gongling Wang reached out and twisted it open.

"Give."

"Thank you." Kirishima Ruka took a sip.

Willow Knot Lamp squinted slightly, her breasts, encased in a corset, heaving back and forth:

"You came all this way just to get a drink of water?"

Gongling Wang said in a very serious tone:

"Willow, water is the source of life. When people are thirsty, they will do all sorts of things they can't do normally. Have you ever watched Man vs. Wild? —"

"you shut up."

Willow Wood Lamp said through gritted teeth,

“You’re being manipulated by her now. Even that bottle of water was sent out because of her manipulation. The best thing you can do is to listen to me and not say a word.”

"No, how could that be? Impossible."

Gong Lingwang frowned and tried to explain.

“I was not manipulated by Kirishima-kun; I have a very strong sense of self.”

The simplest way to check himself was to keep his eyes fixed on Willow Knot Lamp's pert buttocks and thighs, glancing at them every few seconds.

As for Kirishima Ruka, because she was wrapped up so tightly, he barely glanced at her except for her face.

Willow Knot Lamp said:

"Gong Ling, the fact that you're saying this now means you've been manipulated. Okay, even if you haven't been manipulated, the fact that you're offering water and opening the lid to curry favor proves that your life is about to end."

"Just opening a lid, and my life is already almost over?" Gong Lingwang was speechless for a moment.

"Humph."

A sticky silence formed a transparent wall between the three of them. Kirishima Ruka gripped the bottle in her hand, seemingly considering how to start a conversation.

After a while, her words drifted into my ears, like a bubble gradually rising from the seabed.

"Jie Deng, do you know Xiao Tong's address? I went to her house before and found that she had moved. I would be very happy if you could tell me."

Without the slightest hesitation, Liu Mujie Deng said:

"do not know."

Upon seeing this, Gong Ling bluntly stated:

"Kirishima-kun, why don't you just control her directly? She'll tell you everything, no matter what."

"Gong Ling!" Liu Mujie walked over angrily and punched his shoulder with her little fist. "Shut up!"

"hiss--"

Gongling Wang winced in pain, but continued speaking.

"But the problem is that Kirishima-san didn't manipulate you, which means she cares about you."

"What are you saying? That's disgusting." Liu Mujie swallowed hard, turned his head to stare at her, and said, "What do you want with Xiaotong?"

Kirishima Ruka took a deep breath and said with a resolute gaze:

"Invite her to join the brass band. Although some people are beyond redemption, as long as the three of us are together..."

"They really know how to be hypocritical."

Willowwood lamp interrupted her directly.

"You ended it yourself, and now you're thinking about getting back together? Do you think this is child's play?"

"But I don't think it's impossible."

"Gong Ling, shut up!"

17. You are a once-in-a-century genius.

"Isn't there any possibility of reconciliation?"

Miyamine Nozomi doesn't want to be a pushover. Now that the two are in the same brass band, they will have to work together to achieve good results. Their conflict will affect the entire club.

Willowwood Lamp squeezed the bottle in its hand and said:

“You’re not the one who was treated that way, so of course you can say whatever you want. Gong Ling, you need to understand that the kind of person who tries to persuade others to give up everything and move forward together is the most disgusting.”

What she said made a lot of sense, so Gongling Wang decided to stop talking and let them handle it themselves.

Kirishima Ruka pursed her lips, seemingly realizing she couldn't go any further, and could only say to Miyamine Nozomi:

"It's okay, thank you for speaking up for me. See you at school."

Before Miyamine Nozomi could reply, she received a disdainful look from Ryuki Yutō.

"I've been manipulated. I'm going to follow Kirishima-san back to school now, so she might even kiss me." Miyamine Nozomi said and turned to leave.

"Huh? Are you an idiot?" Willow Wood Lamp quickly followed.

"You said I was manipulated."

"It has now been lifted."

"No, no, it has nothing to do with whether she was there or not. She can manipulate things as long as she wants."

Seeing him keep walking forward, Liu Mujie blinked, composed herself, and said:

Are you angry?

"No, I'm just being stubborn."

"Who told you to talk so much?" Liu Mujie chuckled and snorted.

"Yes, yes." Miyamune Nozomi also admitted that she did talk too much.

Catching up with Kirishima Ruka was a lie; the real story was going home with Yanagi Yuuka, and the two of them took a walk back.

After passing by Willow Wood Lamp's house, Gongling Wang said to her:

"Shall we continue tomorrow?"

I ran into Kirishima Ruka during my morning run today. She didn't seem very happy, which might affect my mood tomorrow.

Willowwood Lamp turned its head and glanced at him, saying in a calm tone:

"Okay, but let's go somewhere else."

"where?"

"Anywhere is fine, as long as it's not over there."

"it is good."

Gong Lingwang nodded and went home, ate something, and took a shower.

My mother took great care of her clothes, ironing them whenever they had even the slightest wrinkle, ensuring she was always comfortable in her clothes.

I had just put on my left shoe in the entryway, carrying the flute I bought yesterday, when the doorbell rang.

Miyamine Nozomi never wanted to keep people waiting, so she got up and went to open the door. It was Yuuto Yanagi, wearing Haruki's uniform.

The loquat-colored sailor uniform sweetly hugged the girl's figure, and the stiffness of the uniform fabric softened on her body.

Below the skirt, her calves were covered by the usual black knee-high socks, without a single lint ball.

"Are your uncle and aunt here?" she asked, looking down at Gong Lingwang, who was squatting down again to put on his shoes.

"Going out to buy groceries."

Gong Lingwang stood up, the white edge of her sleeve sliding down to the middle of her forearm, revealing the slender protrusion of her wrist bone.

"I thought you would just leave."

"I just happened to be passing by."

"If you hadn't come looking for me, I would have gone to find Kirishima-kun."

However, Liu Mujie Deng nonchalantly brushed a strand of hair aside and said, "You said that on purpose, I won't be angry."

I'm serious.

Gongling Wang had no intention of flattering her. If Liu Mu hadn't come, he should have gone to find Kirishima.

After all, a person's testimony can be forged, even if that person is Liu Mujie Deng.

"Are you still angry?" Liu Mujie Deng didn't believe it at all, staring at those beautiful big eyes and said, "Gong Ling, if one day you fall in love with her, then you must have been manipulated."

"That sounds terrifying. I don't even have a choice anymore." Gong Lingwang, however, didn't care about any of that. "Let's go."

"Are you even listening to me?"

Willowwood lamp followed, its pleated skirt slapping against the girl's bare thighs with each slightly faster step.

“I’ve been listening the whole time,” Miyamine Nozomi said.

"I'm doing this for your own good."

"I'm so happy."

"Hey, are you really happy?"

“I’m glad you reminded me,” Miyamune said frankly.