"I go first."

After speaking to the two of them, Toru Watanabe walked towards the club building.

On the way, I threw the strawberry milk box into the trash can from a distance of three meters. The female ethics committee member who happened to see me said something.

The disciplinary committee member, who looked as serious as Miejie Shitai, seemed to have a lot of objections to him.

Watanabe Toru guessed that it was probably because of the "promiscuous" bet made by the Human Observation Department.

After two consecutive days of rain, the weather became sunny again. The heat of the previous few days was washed away completely, and the temperature was just right, neither too hot nor too cold.

Even the street trees between Yotsuya Station and Kamikawa High School have become green and vibrant.

Toru Watanabe suddenly wanted to see the sky, so he took a rare opportunity to go to the club building through the elevated corridor on the fifth floor.

The vast sky above the school building is like the sky in the travel magazine I read in the bookstore yesterday. The only difference is that there are white airplane clouds dividing it into two.

Watanabe Toru looked at the airplane clouds and walked through the overhead corridor, feeling as if he had become one of the white clouds.

Having said that, this is just a metaphor after all. After all, Watanabe Toru doesn't even understand the composition of Baiyun, let alone Baiyun's state of mind.

So he began to guess the .asxs. and end point of this airplane cloud.

'Maybe it's from Hokkaido to Shanghai? Hmm... maybe.asxs. It's Okinawa, and the destination is Hawaii? Moscow is fine too.'

Speaking of Moscow, Toru Watanabe thought of Russia, and when he thought of Russia, he thought of the "Four Northern Islands Conflict."

The history teacher's voice seemed to ring in my mind.

"In what year did the Soviet Union occupy the four islands?"

‘Occupied on September 3, 1945. In January 1947, it was officially incorporated into the Soviet Union.’

Perfect.

‘What are the specific names of the four islands?’

'Kunihou, Habomai, Sedan...'

It's over.

There is another one that I can't even remember.

"Extreme memory" is not photographic memory after all.

"Huh?"

The sound was so familiar that Toru Watanabe came back to his senses and looked at the group of girls in the middle of the elevated corridor.

They were sitting on the iconic steel pipe chairs found only in the club building, holding lunch boxes in their hands, and various musical instruments beside them.

Toru Watanabe is ignorant - refers to his knowledge of musical instruments. He only knows the cello and euphonium, and there are instruments that look like flutes but are not flutes. He cannot remember the scientific names.

Hanada Asako, who is as petite as a primary school student, is also one of them.

Hanada Asako was startled, thinking that Toru Watanabe was here to find her, so she stood up with her lunch box.

Watanabe Toru felt like he had broken into someone else's living room. He originally wanted to pretend not to notice, but Hanada Asako stared at him blankly and had no choice but to say hello.

He smiled and waved: "Senior Hanada, good afternoon."

None of those people paid attention to him, they were all dumbfounded.

Hanada Asako even buried her red face in the big bow on her collar, looking very endearing.

'I got so dizzy thinking about history questions that I forgot not to laugh casually!'

Watanabe Toru quickly put away his expression, quickened his pace and slipped away.

A smile full of magical colors, joyful and fascinating, flashes in the pan on this elevated corridor.

Arriving at the activity classroom of the Human Observation Department, Rin Kiyono, a literary girl with nothing but beauty and intelligence, was sitting by the window reading a book.

Watanabe Toru took three colorful-looking donuts and asked as if remembering them before leaving.

"Qingye-san, let me test you. Do you know the specific names of the four islands in the 'Four Northern Islands Controversy'?"

"Queen of the Kingdom, Habomai, Sedan, Choizu." Kiyono Rin responded, while continuing to look at the book in his hand.

'I admit that you were stronger a second ago, but now I am the same.'

Glancing at Qingye Rin with a winning look, Watanabe Toru kept the unfamiliar word "choose" firmly in mind.

Kiyono Rin, who noticed Watanabe Teru's unfriendly eyes, raised his head.

She tucked her long hair that was blown by the summer wind outside the window behind her ears and smiled like a saint: "Watanabe-san, is there anything else you don't understand?"

"I'm just testing you, who says I don't understand."

"Lies. Remember to close the door when you go out."

Toru Watanabe felt that this woman was a bit arrogant, both in her smile and her tone of voice.

Sure enough, Rin Kiyono is nothing but wise and beautiful.

He, Toru Watanabe, is not a person with such a bad character!

When returning to the teaching building, Toru Watanabe deliberately avoided the fifth floor and went back directly from the third floor.

In the classroom of Class 2, Grade 1, Kujo Miki was surrounded by several girls chatting.

It's not appropriate to chat, it's more like the other girls carefully contribute topics. Whenever Kujo Miki is interested in a certain topic, they will start chatting.

'Isn't life tiring? If I hadn't been threatened, I wouldn't have interacted with such a young lady.'

Watanabe Toru could not understand the pursuit of these people who surrounded Kujo Miki.

His arrival attracted the attention of the second class students. After all, he was a man of the hour - not to mention the scores and the midterm exam bet, Watanabe Toru himself was a handsome boy who made almost all the girls want to marry him.

You should know why I say "almost", so I won't explain it further.

Ever since the incident of "running on a rainy day and being ridiculed by Kiyono Rin", Toru Watanabe has gradually become less concerned about other people's eyes, at least on the surface.

He walked calmly to Miki Kujo's table, one of the girls surrounding her made way, and he said thank you.

"Meiji, I brought you something to eat, donuts."

There were instigating comments all around.

"Miki? He called Kujo-san's name!"

"Are they dating?"

"I'm sure. Didn't you see that Watanabe-san has brought food?"

"Eh? Why? I think Qingye-san is better! They both look very literary, and they match well together."

"You think so, but what if Mr. Watanabe likes the eldest lady's personality?"

"I guess he likes money."

...

'Sorry, you all guessed wrong. I'm not dating Kujo Miki, I'm not compatible with the literary girl Kiyono Rin, and I don't like money!'

Kujo Miki didn't take the donuts in the exquisite box. She glanced at the man who said, "Kiyono-kun is better" out of the corner of her eye, and smiled.

Watanabe Toru's heart trembled, this woman wouldn't kill someone in school, would she?!

Kujo Miki smiled casually and said: "I don't want to eat this thing, go get it for me."

"Take it again?" It turned out that I was venting my anger on him.

"You want me to say it a second time?"

"..."

Watanabe Toru meditated in his mind "gentle, considerate, and single-minded" and "it's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge", hypnotizing himself.

He smiled gently and considerately and said: "It's my fault, Mei Ji, I should have guessed that you don't want to eat donuts. To express my apology, what do you want to eat? I'll get it for you. Soufflé? Sandwich

Ha cake? Fruit? Or something else?"

The other girls felt refreshed by the voice and smile, but Miki Kujo didn't care at all.

Her expression was condescending, and the smile at the corner of her mouth seemed to say: Let me see what you want to do.

Kujo Miki didn't speak, and the atmosphere became awkward.

"Meiji, you look good when you're angry."

“Where is the best place to look?”

Watanabe Toru can guarantee that the smiling Kujo Miki is definitely not interested in this topic. Once his answer does not satisfy her, she will definitely use this as an excuse to punish him.

What about taking off your clothes and doing gymnastics for broadcast, etc.

"It's obviously a school uniform, but it looks different from other students, whether it's the black stockings wrapping the legs, the white cotton socks, or the indoor shoes that just fit."

"Where are your eyes looking?"

"Your leg."

Kujo Miki aimed at Toru Watanabe's crotch and kicked her unceremoniously and unexpectedly.
To be continued...