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"That's strange, why are you asking me?"
Kitahara Hakuba was eating black truffle and shrimp rice when he looked up at her earnestly and said:
"You're thirty-three years old. It's not too much to ask me, a young person, to get to know you, is it?"
"Young? Aren't you an adult?" the woman said angrily.
“This has nothing to do with whether I’m an adult or not. I’m ten years younger than you. Think about it, when you were an adult I was still in elementary school, and when you were in sixth grade I hadn’t even gone to kindergarten. No matter how you look at it, you’re the one who has the advantage.”
The woman was sweating profusely as she listened.
This young man is good-looking and has a stable job in the area. Although his annual income is not high, he seems honest.
The main reason is that boys in this age group are full of energy and can easily go several times a night.
Overall, he's a good blind date prospect.
She worked herself to the bone for her two children who were still breastfeeding.
The woman took off her red-soled high heels, and her toes, encased in black stockings, slowly climbed up Kitahara Hakuma's calf, casting a seductive glance at him.
"It's alright, I'm older and more experienced, I can take good care of you~~~"
As a result, Kitahara Hakuba simply shifted his leg and said without changing his expression:
"After thinking about it carefully, I decided against it. I haven't even figured out my first marriage yet, so I definitely won't be able to handle a second one. I'd rather use this time to find a young and beautiful one, and I'll stay pure with her forever."
"..."
"By the way, Auntie, don't you want these two cherries? To be honest, I really like them. Could I have some?"
"Eat, eat, eat until you die! You're such a waste of my time!"
The woman was furious. She put on her red-soled high heels, refused to eat a bite of food, and stormed off.
Kitahara Hakuba breathed a sigh of relief. What was wrong with his mother in Tokyo? She actually arranged a marriage for him with a child. Was she so eager to have a ready-made grandson?
Just then, his coffee arrived.
A young woman in a work uniform walked over and carefully placed the coffee on the tray in front of him.
The girl had a pretty face, long, flowing black hair, a slender waist, and a full bust.
The well-fitting work uniform looked out of place on her, as if it were borrowed clothes.
Work clothes are completely unsuitable for her.
"Kirishima-kun?"
He called out, and the girl looked up.
"Teacher Kitahara?"
Kirishima Mai hadn't expected to meet her teacher here, but the thought of the audition immediately came to mind. Her lips trembled slightly, and she lowered her head as if she were ashamed.
Kitahara Hakuba knew what had happened; she must have seen the selection list posted in the group, and she had been eliminated.
She now sees her own attitude as awkward, like a student who has failed an exam and runs into their teacher outside.
It's not just a resemblance; judging from their identities, they are exactly the same.
The girl's face turned slightly red, and Kitahara Hakuba knew that it wasn't shyness, but rather immense shame.
[Character: Mai Kirishima]
[Instrument for playing: Oboe level 4 (beginner)]
[Growth: S]
[Stress Resistance: C]
Kitahara Hakuba was taken aback when he saw the message that popped up from the system.
There really is a Platinum Star!
Chapter 2.2. Great, they're recent graduates, we're hopeless.
[Member Development Mission: Raise Kirishima Mai's level to lv8 within one week]
[Reward: 300,000 yen]
"You work here?" Kitahara Hakuba asked curiously, suppressing his joy.
Kirishima Mai gave a wry, dismissive smile:
"Yeah, it's only been a few days."
She readily admitted that it was because Shenxu Private High School did not have a rule prohibiting students from working part-time.
"Don't worry about the selection process. As long as you make progress, you still have a chance to be promoted to the A division."
"Ah."
Kirishima Mai's face grew even redder. She was so embarrassed that she almost died. She took a small step back, trying to find an excuse to slip away.
"Actually, I've been watching you for a long time. You have great potential, but your playing technique is just wrong."
Kitahara Hakuba, not wanting to let this S-level growth talent slip by, quickly spoke up.
"If you are determined to become excellent, you can stay at 5:30 tomorrow afternoon and I will tutor you."
His gentle tone and the content of his words surprised Kirishima Mai.
The brass band practice ended at 5:30 p.m., but the teacher actually wanted her to stay?
Is this... the unspoken rule?
Kitahara Hakuba noticed the surprise and fleeting fear on her face, then smiled and said:
"Don't misunderstand, you won't be the only one from now on."
".......uh.......um."
In the future... will I not be the only one subject to these unspoken rules?
"Do you have my contact information?" Kitahara Hakuba took out his phone.
Kirishima Mai noticed a small crack in the lower right corner of his phone.
"No, no."
"Then let's add one more."
Kirishima Mayi hesitated, but ultimately kept quiet and exchanged contact information with Kitahara Hakuba without fully understanding what was going on.
"Then I'll go take care of my work now, teacher, please enjoy your meal."
"Ah."
Kitahara Hakuba put his phone in his pocket and continued eating with his head down. He couldn't finish the food left by the aunt across from him, so he decided to pack it up and take it with him, which he could also eat as a late-night snack.
As if deliberately avoiding this place, another waiter packed his food for him afterwards.
He understood that feeling; the teacher truly wished the teacher would leave immediately.
As Kitahara Hakuba walked out of the store carrying a takeout bag, the sunlight outside the window was quickly replaced by a hazy atmosphere. He looked up and saw dark clouds gradually approaching from the southern sky.
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Inside the Rokkatei dessert shop, four girls sat together eating desserts, their uniforms all bearing the school badge of "Shin-Asahi High School".
Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows lies the renowned Wulingguo, where a pool of light green, cold water, viewed from above, resembles a five-pointed star, reflecting the vegetation along the banks.
It's so beautiful that it's hard to believe it was once a military fortress.
"This is so delicious, you all have to eat it!"
A slender girl with bob haircut excitedly kicked her legs, her thin lips painted with cream, her face beaming with happiness.
"Yuxiang, this isn't the first time I've had this strawberry cream cake. You get all excited about everything." A long-haired girl with slightly brown hair smiled at her.
"This smooth and refreshing taste is simply irresistible, Qingniao, you should try it!"
Yuka Isomoto picked up a small piece of cake, put it in her mouth, and made a mooing sound like a goat. Her legs under her skirt kept opening and closing, making "pong~pong~" sounds.
“Hehe, every time I come here, I feel like I’ve become a lady from a wealthy family,” Yuka Isomoto said with a smile.
Saito Haruka chuckled, and like a young lady in a TV drama, she leaned forward slightly, her soft little mouth adorned with a cherry blossom shape:
"Greetings, sir/madam."
"Greetings, sir/madam."
The girl, who had been silent to the side, was constantly refreshing the group chat for the brass band, which was called "Let's blow this world away~!" with her slender white fingers, as if she was waiting for some notification.
"Moonlit night, this Black Forest cake won't taste good if we don't eat it soon." Yuka Isomoto said, biting a silver fork and looking at the long-haired girl beside her with her big, bright eyes.
She had a cool and aloof appearance, a slender neck, deep collarbones, a full bust, and a soft, curvaceous waist. Her legs were long and shapely beneath her skirt.
The girl has a model-like figure, leading many to suspect that she might be a celebrity.
"Eat it if you want—"
Nagase Tsukiyo's words trailed off as her brow furrowed instantly. She straightened her back, raised the phone a few centimeters, and whispered...
"coming."
Yuka Isomoto shifted her position and leaned closer, saying:
"What's coming?"
"Sakura just released the selection list."
The light from the screen shone in Saito Harutori's dark eyes. She quickly finished reading the list, turned off her phone, and revealed a joyful smile.
Just as she looked up to celebrate with her two friends of almost six years, she noticed that Nagase Tsukiyo's obsidian-like eyes were staring intently at her phone screen.
Someone shook the trees in Wulingguo Park, startling the birds from their slumber, making them blend into a speck of sky.
"Moonlit night, your name is here."
"I know where it is." Nagase Tsukiyo put her phone into her skirt pocket without a second thought.
Saito Harutori blinked in confusion and asked:
"What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"
"Because of me?" Yuka Isomoto glanced at the Black Forest cake that she had already eaten half of.