"arrived safely"

Koizumi Aona clicked on the photo and it was a selfie of Toru Watanabe.

After confirming that the background was indeed Dongshan Villa, she finally couldn't control her sleepiness and fell asleep.

The phone gradually slipped and finally fell to the ground, making a dull sound.

"Qingna, something fell." Koizi shouted. Seeing that Koizumi Qingna didn't respond, he got up and walked over.

"Are you asleep?" As she said this, she picked up her phone.

The screen hasn't turned off yet, it shows Toru Watanabe's enlarged face.

"This kid, there is no flaw even after enlarging it!" Huangzi kept enlarging various parts with the idea of ​​'must find the flaw'.

As she was staring at the wing of her nose, desperately trying to find the blackheads, she suddenly realized:

Qingna, fell asleep looking at this photo.

She quickly zoomed out the photo, showing it was a line chat interface with Toru Watanabe.

Just when I was about to slide to view the chat content, I paused again.

The two grew up together and became close since high school. It has been 9 years now, but does this entitle them to read Aina's chat history casually?

Resisting his strong curiosity, Huangzi quietly put the phone back, slipped back to bed, and took out his own phone.

"Miyuki! Let me tell you something terrible!"

…

November 6th, Friday.

No matter how prosperous the city is, it is as silent as ruins when the sky is dark.

Watanabe Toru ran on the bluestone road of Sannenzaka, with a thin layer of white floating in the transparent air.

Soon, there will be a day when the autumn mood will completely change.

Returning to Dongshan Villa, I took a long bath, changed my clothes, and then walked to the restaurant.

At first I thought there would be no one, but it turned out that there were still a few classmates eating in twos and threes, including the yawning Kiyono Rin.

Yesterday it was Uji and Kamogawa again. At night, he even dragged me to an Internet cafe. It was expected that he would be too tired to get up in the morning.

Watanabe Toru walked to the corner where Kiyono Rin was and sat down opposite her.

"Good morning, Kiyono-san."

"Good morning." There was a hint of sleepiness in the greeting, "I'm starting."

After Kiyono Rin finished speaking, he poked the half-boiled eggs open with chopsticks.

The yolk flows out of the film and spreads over the whites.

As a well-versed party member, Toru Watanabe could not turn a blind eye to such a scene.

"Qingye-san, has anyone ever said that you are an overly serious person?"

Rin Qingye swallowed the egg in her mouth and took a sip of warm miso soup. After all this was done, she raised her head and looked at Toru Watanabe.

"What do you want to do again?"

"What do you mean 'what do you want to do again'? Have I done anything? I just want to discuss with you on this wonderful morning..."

"If you have anything to say, just tell me." Qingye Rin interrupted him rudely.

Is it true that girls who are tactful and gentle are cute? People won’t dislike them if they are straightforward.

"Is that so?" Toru Watanabe paused for a moment. "Do you want to try a hard-boiled egg?"

Rin Kiyono stared at Toru Watanabe expressionlessly for a long time.

Just when Toru Watanabe thought? Did he accidentally add some [charm] to himself after falling asleep last night? Rin Kiyono spoke.

"I see." Her expression looked like she had solved a mathematical problem before Toru Watanabe, and her tone was full of condescension? "Are you a full-fledged party member?"

"...What does it have to do with any party? I just want you, Qingye-san, to try more different things. There are all kinds of things in this world."

"lie."

"Is it a lie? But I still want you to try it."

Toru Watanabe used chopsticks that he had not yet used, and put the uneaten hard-boiled eggs into Rin Kiyono's bowl.

Qingye Rin glanced at the egg twice.

"Forget about other things, but I will never give in on this matter." She picked up the hard-boiled eggs with her chopsticks and put them back into Watanabe Tetsu's bowl.

"It's just a taste, is it okay?" Toru Watanabe pinched the egg back to her again.

"If it's just an ordinary taste, of course it doesn't matter," Qingye Rin returned the egg to him again, "A fully cooked egg sent by a fully cooked party member is a provocation and a war."

Watanabe Toru put down his chopsticks and stared at Kiyono Rin expressionlessly.

After a long while, he said: "You won't give me face?"

"Forcing a friend who likes half-boiled eggs to eat hard-boiled eggs...is this what you call face?"

Qingye Rin's eyes were cold and full of reproach.

The two stared at each other motionless for a while.

Watanabe Toru's eyes moved, and Kiyono Rin was the first to stop holding it in, turned his face away slightly, and laughed.

Watanabe Tetsu also laughed: "Think about it carefully, although the two of us have argued many times, we have never really had a fight?"

"Ah, Watanabe-san is very confident. Do you think you can quarrel with me?"

"You even want to win this?"

"Any comments?"

"No, I just feel that Qingye-san is cute and stubborn. I really want to touch your legs. I don't know what it will feel like."

"Watanabe-san."

"Um?"

"Can you please stay away from me? I can't stand you anymore."

Rin Kiyono showed an expression of extreme disgust without any concealment.

Watanabe Toru took a bite of a hard-boiled egg with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Don't you feel weird?" he said, "It's okay to say that I am a leg control, but I am not interested in other people's legs at all. When walking on the road, I will not go out of my way to look at a girl's legs. Only you

, Qingye-san, I never get tired of watching it, what do you think about this matter?"

"Because I am the most beautiful." Qingye Rin told the truth perfunctorily.

"I see, it turns out the answer is so simple. I usually think alone, and the more I think about it, the weirder it gets, and I even feel unbelievable. By the way, does this count as self-observation?"

"Self-observation..." The girl sitting opposite repeated these words with an almost desperate helplessness.

After finishing their last breakfast in Kyoto, the students of Kamikawa High School got on the bus bound for Kyoto Station one by one.

"The Silver Fire Dragon has been defeated. We will continue our great journey towards the Golden Fire Dragon!" Osamu Kunii raised his arms and loudly spoke out his heroic words.

"I tried it alone last night and almost deleted the game in anger!"

"Your uncle Kunijing is here, leave everything to me!"

Toru Watanabe didn’t understand at all, how could defeating monsters in the game become a ‘great journey’?

After all, at least it should be something like turning Kiyono Rin into a fully-fledged party to be considered great, right?

While opening the game, Toru Watanabe looked out the window.

The sky is scattered with thin clouds, like white marshmallows torn into strands.

The bus heading to Kyoto Station is running under such a sky.

Just when the Golden Fire Dragon was showing its might and the four of them collapsed from exhaustion, the bus arrived at Kyoto Station.

"Everyone has twenty minutes to move around freely. You can go to the souvenir shop if you want, but please remember, you can't leave the station. Do you hear me?"

"yes!"

The youthful and lively voice attracts the envy, curiosity and reminiscing eyes of passers-by.

Watanabe Tetsu didn't go to the souvenir shop.

Before going to bed last night, I had a video call with Kujo Miki, and the other party clearly rejected his proposal to bring a souvenir.

The eldest lady’s original words were: “What can you buy with the little money you have?”

Having said this, she still wears the cheap ring given by Watanabe Toru - based on the calculation that 1 point can be exchanged for 100 yen, 1,000 points is only 100,000 yen.

For Miki Kujo...if she could earn 10 yen by walking a step, she wouldn't even bother to move.

Apart from her, there is no one else in Tokyo who would like Toru Watanabe to bring souvenirs to him.

Since he didn't need to buy anything and had nothing to do, he wandered around the station and unknowingly came to the lobby of the "Station Concert".
To be continued...