"Hello senior, I am Lin Naihesui. Um, I would like to take a look around first, if that’s okay?"
"Of course," Ayane Kumi said as she turned back to the members of the Wind Instrument Club, "Let’s start, everyone. More visitors are coming soon."
The crowd dispersed, breaking into small groups, with each group responsible for a different instrument.
For those coming to visit, it was like entering a mall with a variety of "instrument stores" to freely explore and try out.
The puppet girl was led to fill out a membership application.
The girl named Lin Naihesui planned to visit the flute section, but just after taking a few steps, she was pulled away by another group of seniors.
"A fan of yours has appeared," Kiyono Lin teased "Dubian Che."
Kiyono Lin frowned slightly as she sized him up but didn’t say anything else. She turned and left the music classroom, heading toward the Human Observation Department.
"Xiaoquan Aonai" hurried after her.
They went upstairs to the club building and entered the classroom at the very end.
"Xiaoquan Aonai" surveyed the exaggerated classroom.
Sofas, bookcases, a refrigerator, a television set, and on top of the TV, a number of strange devices were connected.
Is this really a club room?
"Things prone to change aren’t limited to autumn skies and the court’s affairs."
"Xiaoquan Aonai" looked at the prim and proper Kiyono Lin, her mind filled with questions.
What is Big Sister talking about?
She placed her backpack on the sofa and walked to the refrigerator, opening it with anticipation.
Various unnamed desserts and neatly prepared fruits were colorful and vibrant, like a photograph.
She excitedly took an empty plate and laid out green grapes, red strawberries, black cherries, and yellow bananas on it.
On another plate, she arranged macarons, cheesecake, doughnuts, and more.
When closing the fridge door, she also grabbed a slice of watermelon.
"Hehe," an excited and anticipatory giggle escaped her lips as "Xiaoquan Aonai" sat down opposite Kiyono Lin.
"Let’s eat together, Kiyono!" she invited.
Kiyono Lin looked up from her book at him, "Thank you, but no."
"Are you trying to keep in shape?" "Xiaoquan Aonai" held a doughnut in her left hand and a strawberry in her right hand.
"You’re very noisy today," Kiyono Lin continued to read.
"Xiaoquan Aonai" glared at her, dissatisfied.
’I offered to share with you, and you tell me I’m noisy. I won’t be sisters with you then!’
In a cycle of ’eating snacks, reading manga, and playing games,’ the school day quickly reached its end.
"Xiaoquan Aonai" followed Kiyono Lin out of the Human Observation Department.
Outside was bathed in red, the high and sonorous sound of instruments clearly reached their ears.
Kiyono Lin locked the door, and they headed toward the academic building, prepared to descend from there and change their shoes in the shoe cupboard.
"Mr. Dubian," Kiyono Lin said in a neutral tone.
"What’s up?" "Xiaoquan Aonai" admired her figure, truly beautiful.
The unusually white legs that peeked from beneath the skirt of her spring uniform.
Neat hair tips, cherry-colored nails trimmed with precision, every part of her body seemed like the result of God’s meticulous design.
If only I could be as beautiful as her.
While "Xiaoquan Aonai" was lost in thought, Kiyono Lin, walking ahead, suddenly stopped.
They were about to step onto the suspended walkway.
Kiyono Lin stood in the red of the sunset, while "Xiaoquan Aonai" remained in the shadow of the club building.
"What is it? Did you forget something?" "Xiaoquan Aonai" asked with confusion, looking at her figure.
"You," Kiyono Lin turned around, her back toward the setting sun, her beautiful face cast in shadow, "who are you?"