"The above is the music played by the wind section for the wind instrument competition. The music that I will play next is a popular piece."

"First of all, the first song is "Red Lotus", the opening theme song of "Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba". Many students must have heard this song. You are welcome to sing it!"

Kiyono Rin waved the baton in his hand.

[I already know the reason why I can become stronger]

【Take me and move forward——】

...

Different from the traditional music just now, the passionate tune of "Red Lotus" has a wider audience, and more and more audiences are pouring into the stadium.

The thirty-minute performance time passed quickly. The wind section came off the stage in an orderly manner, and next came the rakugo section - stand-up comedy. Surprisingly, there were several girls.

Watching the young and lively female high school students with firm skin performing cross talk without doing anything, just standing there pretending to be stupid, is very funny.

At noon, Kujo's mother was ready to go back.

"I'll take you to the door." Kujo Miki said as she stood up.

"Aren't you the Chairman of the Executive Committee? You have neglected your duties by leaving for so long. Let Watanabe-kun see me off."

Kujo Miki nodded: "That's fine."

After leaving the gymnasium, Miki Kujo walked towards the building where the executive committee office is located. Toru Watanabe accompanied Kujo's mother, passing through various vendors and heading towards the Kamikawa school gate.

"Watanabe-kun's performance really impressed me."

"I didn't expect that I was so talented at the oboe. Fortunately, Mei Ji let me learn it."

"I heard that you are going to participate in the national competition?"

"yes."

"Come on, I will stay in front of the TV to enjoy your performance."

"It will definitely surprise you." Toru Watanabe has vaguely reached the limit of human beings. On the oboe, he is almost no longer a human being.

Kujo's mother looked at the scene of people coming and going around her, with a hint of nostalgia on her dignified and elegant face.

People around her shunned her, who was wearing an exquisite kimono and walked slowly and slowly.

Although the amount of money is not written on their faces, the differences between classes can still be felt through other things.

Arriving under the tall oak tree at the school gate, Kujo's mother said, "That's it."

Watanabe Toru glanced at the luxury car at the door. The driver had already opened the back seat door and was waiting there respectfully.

"You walk slowly," he said.

Kujo's mother smiled and suddenly said: "Watanabe-kun, let me tell you a few words."

"Um."

"Women in love are all petty, and Meiji is no exception."

"She is more cautious." Toru Watanabe agreed with a smile.

Kujo's mother laughed as well.

"If she did something excessive, it's your fault, Watanabe-kun."

"My fault?"

"That's right." Kujo's mother said in a joking tone with her children, "If other people don't mess with her, she won't care what they do. Only you, Watanabe-kun, will care about every move you make. Only you can

It made her feel uneasy."

Under the green leaves of the oak tree, she continued to say to the silent beautiful boy: "Please respond to her well and let her feel: you only like her."

"Don't worry." Watanabe Toru said softly.

Kujo's mother nodded happily, as if talking to herself or to Toru Watanabe: "When I reached this age, I realized that compared to the flowers that are blooming, the trees with fruits are more worth visiting.

like."

The car carrying Kujo's mother drove down the ramp and slowly disappeared at the intersection of Yotsuya Station. Watanabe Toru averted his gaze.

The matters in the music club were over, and before Miki Kujo called him to the executive committee to do chores, he decided to take a walk around the school.

Time is limited, so wandering around is definitely not an option.

As we all know, Tetsu Watanabe is not only a leg researcher - only for women - but also a fashion designer - also only for women.

So, when you are working, it is normal to write down the clubs and classes that apply to the executive committee to wear fancy clothes to school on the day of the cultural festival, right?

Start with third grade, whose classrooms are on the lower level.

Class every three years, divination conference, witch uniform.

Influenced by movies and TV dramas, Toru Watanabe prefers red and white miko uniforms, but if not, he can make do with black miko robes.

But you can’t just treat it casually just because it’s done!

With a critical eye and a spirit of defending tradition, Toru Watanabe handed over 100 yen at the door of Class 3, Class 1 and walked in.

The classroom was divided into grids with black cloth, and the windows were completely covered. It was so dark that nothing could be seen clearly. From time to time, there was a sound like the turning pointer of fate, and the layout was very mysterious.

Watanabe Toru walked into a vacant cubicle.

There is a table and two chairs. They are still desks and chairs. The table is covered with a cloth, but the chairs are really awkward.

No, no, I won't pursue it first, but at least don't let the witch sit on the chair with "Target: Kyoto University!!!" written on it, right?

How can there be such a lowly witch? Manipulating the President of the United States is what you should do!

Fortunately, the handwriting has a sense of age. At least it was not engraved this time. It can be said to be an 'antique'.

After some criticism in his mind, Toru Watanabe, who felt that he was extremely professional, sat down on the chair given to the guests.

Across the desk with the crystal ball, the witch opposite wore a hat with a wide brim, and the light was dim, making it difficult to see her face clearly.

When Tetsu Watanabe sat down, the witch said nothing, but raised her hand to gesture to the crystal ball. The wrist protruding from her wide sleeves was very beautiful.

"Shall I put my hand up?" Toru Watanabe confirmed.

The other party nodded.

"Put them up at the same time?"

The other party shook his head.

"Is there any difference between the left and right hands?"

Shake his head.

"Okay." Toru Watanabe put his right hand on it. The crystal ball was very cheap, but its glorious surface still showed the exquisiteness of modern industrial technology.

"By the way," he said, "I want to test my career. Please help me see if I can surpass Abe-chan if I serve as prime minister in the next few years."

The witch slowly stretched out her hand and placed it on the crystal ball... No, it was in Tetsu Watanabe's hand.

What kind of new divination method is this? Vulgar!

Watanabe Toru decided to report it to the executive committee later. He was about to withdraw his hand, but he couldn't.

Not only could she not pull him back, the witch intertwined her fingers with him.

Watanabe Toru looked at those hands, they were slender and white, very familiar.

"Tomorrow's senior?"

"Call me Mai."

The broad hat was raised, revealing a fair and beautiful face with delicate features. The most impressive thing was the eyes, which looked like they were taking a handful from the clear spring water in summer.

But as clear as those eyes are, how cloudy their owner is now.

Watanabe Toru felt the stickiness of her tongue with his fingers, and his Adam's apple couldn't help but roll: "Senior, senior, there are people outside."

The sound squeezed out of his throat was a little more tense than he expected.

"It's okay." Asuka Mai took Toru Watanabe's hand out of her mouth, stood up slowly, and across the table, she hugged Toru Watanabe's neck as if she wanted to knock him down.

Watanabe Toru could have run away, but because of his guilty conscience, he did not dare to make a sound, so he reluctantly reached out to catch the crystal ball that was about to fall to the ground.

That's obviously something you can buy at any 100-yen store.

He caught the crystal ball with his right hand and grabbed Asuka Mai's right wrist tightly around his neck with his left hand.

"Senior sister, I have something else to do and I have to leave."

Asuka Mai's right hand was raised by him, but her body seemed to have softened and she was leaning against him, with something round and round pressing against his chest through her miko uniform.

"Toru has paid the money, and I have to help you finish the divination." She opened her crystal lips, took Toru Watanabe's Adam's apple in her mouth, and sucked it gently.

"..." Toru Watanabe pushed her away from his body with his left hand, "Senior, I have a girlfriend, so I really can't do this kind of thing."

"I recently bought another CD. The introduction clearly talks about seniors, but why does it end up talking about the whole school? Please help me see."

For that type of disc, not only the description cannot be trusted, but the photo of the actress on the cover should not be taken seriously either.

Now is not the time to talk about this.
To be continued...