I play wind instruments in Kansai.

His bed is right here. In fact, he had imagined this moment before, and even rehearsed every detail in his mind over and over again.

What to say, what expression to make.

But when he was actually there, all the rehearsals in Liu Mujie's mind went to waste. His heart felt like it was going to jump out of his throat, his palms were slightly damp, and even his breathing became very deliberate.

"But there's not much to do in my room."

Gongling Wang lay back in his chair and said,

“I usually play games, like Horizon, you know? Driving games, and all sorts of open-world games.”

He seemed completely absorbed in his own world, showing none of the awkwardness one would expect from two people alone in a room.

Liu Mujie felt a little annoyed. He was usually such a lecher, but now he was putting on a superior attitude, as if to say, "I'm going to give you a good lecture about my room."

Is he genuinely slow-witted, or is he doing it on purpose?

Willow Wood Lamp stood with her legs tightly together, and said with a slight pursed lip:

"I don't play video games."

"Then you can come and play. I'll teach you. If you get tired of playing, it's okay, you can just go to sleep," Gong Lingwang said with a smile.

Willow Wood Lamp twisted the hem of her skirt with her fingers and said helplessly:

"Hey you, didn't you say you wanted to see me in my pajamas? Why are you thinking about other things now?"

Gong Lingwang then came to his senses, his face involuntarily tightening:

“You said you didn’t want to wear it, and I don’t want to make things difficult for you.”

At this moment, however, he appeared exceptionally gentlemanly. Liu Mujie deliberately put on a bored expression, stood up, sighed, and said:

"Turn around."

"what?"

"I need to change my clothes."

"......"

Her tone was very calm, as if she were talking about something very ordinary; however, her calmness seemed too unnatural.

"I'm going out."

After saying that, Gongling Wang was about to get up, but Liumu Jiedeng suddenly spoke up:

"No need, just turn around. If you can't help but suddenly turn your head, I can laugh at you for it."

What kind of mockery is this...?

Although he thought this in his heart, Gong Lingwang did not say it out loud. He simply kicked his foot and turned around.

"Don't turn around suddenly."

The girl's voice came from behind, very soft, with a slight tremor at the end, as if she had used a lot of effort to squeeze it out of her throat.

Gongling Wangdu doubted that these words came from Liumu Jiedeng's mouth.

It's strange, this isn't like her. She would have just said "you scoundrel" and left. But things seem to be developing faster than Miyamune Nozomi imagined.

Miyamune Nozomi, in his adolescence, was not dull-witted. He wanted to have overly ambiguous contact with Yukito Yanagi and see many things about her that she didn't want others to see.

Today, Willow Wood Lantern was too proactive. Although he could feel that she was trying to maintain her last bit of self-respect, Gongling Wang still felt a little uncomfortable.

"Will not."

I thought my mind was much clearer, but soon I heard rustling sounds behind me.

It was the sound of fabric rubbing against skin, intermittent. Miyamine could imagine her fingers winding around her waist, caressing the zipper of her pleated skirt.

Then, there was an extremely faint sound of a zipper sliding down.

"I'm warning you, you absolutely mustn't turn around." Willow Knot Lantern's warning came from behind again.

"know."

The locust tree outside the window swayed gently in the wind, its leaves revealing their silvery-white undersides.

Her warning was completely unreliable; in fact, to Gong Lingwang, it sounded not so much a warning, but rather an urgent invitation.

He could have simply walked out, leaving the willow-wood lamp a private space, which he did at first.

However, Liu Mujie Deng refuted this himself.

Gong Lingwang's breathing became rapid involuntarily. He could tell that as soon as he turned his head, Liu Mu Jie Deng's privacy was completely exposed to his eyes.

Before meeting Miyamine Nozomi, Yanagi Yuto originally thought that it was absolutely impossible for her to do such a thing in a boy's room.

Especially since it's a boy she likes.

However, in Miyamine Nozomi's room, Yanagi Yuto cleanly and neatly took off Osamu's uniform and put on the sundress he had bought.

The V-neckline was so low that it perfectly revealed her collarbone and cleavage. The air in the room seemed to be teasing her, licking the large expanse of skin that the girl had exposed.

Liu Mujie's face flushed with embarrassment. When she first saw it, she thought there was very little fabric, but now that she was wearing it, she realized it really was.

In her eyes, this was not a girl's nightgown at all, but a sexy nightgown.

I'm getting a little angry.

"Hello--!"

"Huh?" Gong Lingwang subconsciously tried to turn his head.

"Don't turn around!" Liu Mujie hurriedly scolded.

"Well......."

Unlike before, Miyamine Nozomi could clearly sense that this time she was issuing a warning, completely devoid of the previous ambiguous atmosphere.

"You bought this set on purpose, didn't you?!" Liu Mujie asked with a face full of shame, clutching the thin fabric at her chest with one small hand.

Miyamine thought she was talking about a pajama set, and said in a serious tone:

"Yeah, I think it's pretty good."

"What do you mean, 'pretty good'! This is definitely an outfit designed to please you!"

Willow Wood Lamp's cheeks flushed red, even her delicate little ears were rosy, and she said through gritted teeth,

"Worst ever!"

Gongling Wang felt a headache coming on and couldn't help but complain and retort:

"Is it really necessary to go to such lengths? If you think this outfit I bought is vulgar, then what about those shorts that are clinging to your butt? Super vulgar, right?"

"Well--!"

A burning sense of shame began at her bare collarbone and spread upwards, even tinging her eyelids with a blush.

The girl behind him suddenly fell silent. Miyamine thought he had spoken too harshly and quickly apologized, saying:

"Sorry, sorry, I meant I really like it, that's all."

"What do you like? Do you really like butts?" Liu Mujie felt his face twitching.

Gongling Wang was at his wit's end and sighed, saying:

"Okay, okay, you've changed it? If it doesn't please you, I'll see if I can return it."

"Uh......"

Willow Wood Lamp was stunned for a moment.

However, Gong Lingwang took her silence as tacit agreement and turned his head with a depressed look. But when he saw that she was wearing a sundress, his eyes widened.

She stood there with her arms clasped over her chest, yet her rounded shape was still visible, like two unripe fruits, their curves understated yet perfectly full.

Willow Wood Lamp's figure was already outstanding among her peers.

Her long, slender legs had particularly defined muscle lines from her morning run.

She had very healthy thighs, but strangely, she was wearing a suspender dress and black calf socks, which looked extremely incongruous.

Suddenly, Miyamine Nozomi realized that Shiraishi Hitomi's lace-trimmed white socks weren't so unacceptable after all.

"Um... why are you wearing this? Isn't it the same outfit?"

Gong Lingwang rarely saw her so shy, and he felt his blood rushing through his veins.

Whether it's her protruding hips or her sagging waist, they all contribute to her indescribably beautiful curves, enough to make anyone lose their mind at first glance.

"What? Why am I wearing this...?"

A hazy light flickered in the pupils of the willow-wood lamp; his fingertips dug into the flesh of his arm; his knees were slightly bent inward.

"You were the one who wanted to buy this set, weren't you?"

Gongling Wang wanted to explain, "I wanted you to wear the other outfit," but then she thought again, Liu Mujie Deng is not a stupid girl, how could she not know which outfit to wear.

Thinking of this, a warm feeling suddenly rose in Gong Lingwang's heart. Although she complained, she still paid attention to her own thoughts.

"It suits you very well."

A gentle smile appeared on Gongling Wang's handsome face as he stepped forward and said...

"Thank you for granting me some of my little desires."

"...Who wants to satisfy you?"

Willow Knot Lantern's eyelashes trembled, and her eyes darted away.

Gong Lingwang smiled; the sweet, virginal fragrance emanating from her, like spring flowers in full bloom, was intoxicating.

"I still want to see, okay? Just once, just once."

His voice was like a fishing line flowing into the deep sea, one end held between his lips and teeth, each word like a hook, catching the softest corner of a girl's heart.

Willowwood Lamp felt his mouth was dry; now, everything was within reach.

With a determined effort, she slowly lowered her arms, which had been covering her chest, revealing her most delicate and alluring figure to Gong Lingwang.

The nose is filled with a dizzying fragrance, and reason will surrender at this moment.

All that remained was their pounding hearts.

"So beautiful," Gongling Wang said softly.

His praise was such a delightful experience that Liu Mujie turned her head away from him, making a V-sign with her hands in front of her.

The girl's reserved posture only made her breasts appear even more alluring, pushing them inwards.

"What's going on? Did I trigger the ultimate safety net? You're really willing to wear it for me?"

As he spoke, Gongling Wang walked around to her back.

Her waist was cinched very narrow, and the fabric slid down her waist, suddenly becoming fuller at her hips.

Her slender shoulders were bare, revealing glossy black hair, while her fair back was hidden in the night-like scenery.

Willow Knot Lamp nervously bit his lip, a metallic taste suddenly seeping into his mouth.

The dim yellow light shone in from the window, making the fabric of the girl's body shimmer.

"Miyarei, what do you think of Kirishima and Shiraishi?" she suddenly asked.

Gongling Wang blinked and confessed truthfully:

"I'd say we're just ordinary friends."

"Just ordinary friends?" Her eyes flickered.

"If you can't even be ordinary friends, that's a bit harsh. After all, we're in the same brass band, and Shiraishi and I are even in the same voice section."

“I didn’t mean that.” Liu Mujie turned and glared at him.

"What does that mean?"

"Can you guarantee that you'll always remain just friends with them?"

Gongling Wang shook his head without even thinking and said:

"No."

"what?"

comfortable.