Kyoto Shenyin Love Story

Chapter 406
For Fushimi Keisuke, during the days of the school festival, the club room of his club is just a place where he can eat quietly.

After lunch, he continued to visit the school festival, and he would go to that place when the time came, that's what he planned.

As for staying...

He raised his eyes and glanced at the dull club room. The other members were either eating like him, or staring at the magazines on the table in a daze.

just forget it.

Since yesterday's action was exposed, he was wiped out, and he was warned by the school festival executive committee for reasons that he hadn't reported in advance. The minister seemed to have lost his soul, and even a few of his subordinates were at a loss as to what to do.

On the table was a crappy mystery novel they co-wrote during the summer vacation, and more than 150 copies were printed. They all hoped to sell it after they became famous at the school festival, but it was gone in a blink of an eye.

"..."

Shaking his head, Fushimi lowered his head and continued to grill the rice.

After eating in two or three bites, he packed his bento box and prepared to leave.

"I'm going to see what's going on outside."

"Wait a minute." The minister stopped him, "Fushimi, bring a few magazines with you by the way."

"No."

Fushimi read the book they co-authored roughly, and never opened it again. It is impossible to say that he does not dislike it.

"I still want to stay in this school."

"It's too much to belittle!"

"That's it, I'm out."

"Fushimi—"

Leaving the department room, Fushimi looked left and right, randomly picked one side and walked forward.

During the break at noon, many outsiders could still be seen in the special building.Walking around, Fushimi suddenly saw a familiar figure.

"Songya!"

He followed the reputation and waved.

Fushimi squeezed past, only to notice that there was another person standing beside him.

"Miss Sugawara..."

The latter nodded to him.

"You guys go on shopping." Fushimi tactfully left without interrupting.

When he reached the stairs, he turned his head and glanced. The two people who were holding hands had merged into the crowded crowd and were out of sight.

"This is a date... Anyway, Kirino and Yoshikawa both said that they are Soya's girlfriend, who is he dating now?"

Fushimi can't guess the result, and he doesn't want to think too much, and it's easy to feel sad when he compares it.

He continued to stroll around, and only a few minutes later, he ran into the two men at the door of the shogi department upstairs.

"..."

Looking at each other, Soya smiled at him, didn't stop, and pulled Sugawara-senpai to pass him by.

Continue to walk up, maybe we will meet again, Fushimi walks along the corridor to the end, then turns to go down.

Or go to the atrium to see it.

Just when he came to the entrance and exit of the special building, he saw two people coming down from the second floor.

"...You did it on purpose."

"what?"

"Damn cash charge!"

"What did you say suddenly?"

"Where does Soya plan to go next?"

"Stroll around casually... first look around the atrium, and then go to the classroom to see how the situation is going."

Fushimi looked outside, then turned and walked towards the stairs they came down, "Then I'll go up for a stroll."

"up to you."

When he reached the corner of the stairs, he looked back, and saw that Soya and Sugawara-senpai had already walked out.

"I also want to go to the school festival with girls..."

After a few glances, he turned his head and saw a couple holding hands coming down from the second floor, but one side was on the left and the other was on the right side.

"Hateful cash-"

The lonely Fushimi let out a mournful cry, knocked away the holding hands, and rushed up to the second floor from between the two of them.

"Hey, what's going on..."

"baffling……"

Fushimi didn't want to go back to the department room, and the other places were already almost visited yesterday, so he went to stand on the rooftop for a while.

The wind is very strong and I want to go home.

"'Secret Garden' is over there, you can see it when you walk over there, don't look for it randomly." A girl from the gardening department came over to remind me out of nowhere.

Fushimi didn't know, so he went over to take a look, and soon found the gorgeous eyes made of flowers on the ground.

"See?"

"I saw it."

"That's fine."

"..."

What exactly does that mean?
After watching for a while, he returned to the shade, sat down against the wall, and watched the girls in the gardening department play with flowers and plants.

He didn't talk to him, and no one cared about him, so he just sat there for nearly half an hour.

"No, I almost fell asleep..."

Fushimi woke up and looked at the time again, "It's time to pass."

Get up and go downstairs to the auditorium.

A corridor about ten meters long and two or three meters wide was set up in front of the stage, covered with a red carpet, and he guessed that there should be ordinary desks underneath.

"Is it stable...it won't shake if you walk on it."

He was genuinely concerned.

"Hey."

Suddenly someone called him.

Fushimi turned his head, it was a second-year girl.The other party looked at the deacon uniform on his body and smiled, "You are the one who came to help in Class A of the first year."

"Correct."

She handed over a pair of hang tags, and pointed in the direction, "The dressing room is over there, let's go."

Looking at the NO.11 listing in his hand, Fushimi took a deep breath and walked over there.

The fashion design department planned to hold a fashion show, but couldn't find enough models, so they came up with the idea of ​​them, but Shiina Asaka agreed for them, so he had to come and do a show casually.

Walking to the corner, the so-called dressing room is quite simple, just pulled an opaque cloth as a cover.

Fushimi keenly noticed that the women's changing room was next to him, and he stared at that side unconsciously, and then at the rope holding the piece of cloth on it, expecting some surprising miracles.

"—Don't look, it won't fall."

"..."

The surprise did not appear, he was frightened first: "Why is it you again!"

"What a coincidence, it's me again."

"Why is Soya here?"

Soya picked up the No. [-] listing card on his chest and shook it, "Isn't it obvious."

"Soya wants to be a model too?"

"Because of his kindness, I was pulled over to help." Sogu looked at the sign on his chest, but was a little surprised that he appeared here, "So you were also called over."

"Yes."

Fushimi glanced outside, "So, Sugawara-senpai is also here?"

"Well, Kyoko is already sitting under the stage. There are still ten minutes, hurry up and change clothes."

The two walked into the dressing room, where there were many hangers with all kinds of trendy and exotic clothes.Soya took a look, and walked towards the most conspicuous suit of clothes.

Fushimi also followed, "Speaking of which, which outfit should I change into?"

"Look at the serial number... That's what Deputy Director Sato of the Costume Design Department said."

The clothes in front of him had the No. 11 brand, which obviously belonged to Soya. He looked at the other clothes, "Then I am NO.[-]?"

"probably."

Fushimi went to the side to look for it, but found that there were no serial numbers on the other clothes.

Soya had already started changing clothes, he didn't interrupt, but poked his head out and called to stop a person who looked like a member of the costume design department.

"Well, which outfit should I wear?"

The other party looked at him, "What's your listing number?"

Fushimi showed him his listing, "NO.11."

"Oh, it's not number one. Then wear whatever you want."

"Casual clothes?"

"Except for size one, as long as other people's clothes can be worn, they can wear whatever they want."

"..."

It's too perfunctory!
Helpless, Fushimi turned around and searched for a reasonable match among the pile of exotic clothes.

And Soya, who received special treatment, quickly put on the overly thick No. [-] outfit.

"Abstinence style...does it mean black and white and more clothes?"

There was a floor-to-ceiling mirror in the dressing room. He walked over to take a look, and he had no other thoughts about his new look except that he was hot.

"Mr. Soya, have you changed your clothes yet?" someone asked outside.

"All right."

Soya walked out, and it turned out to be Sato-senpai, the deputy head of the fashion design department.

"Songya should have seen it. There are two sets of clothes on the first hanger. You will be the first to go out later, then come back and change into another set of clothes, and make another appearance at the end."

it is as expected.

Soya sighed slightly, and nodded again.

"The other thing is the mannerisms during the catwalk." Sato-senpai pointed to his clothes, "Soya-san knows how to express this style."

Soya didn't speak, just looked at her silently.

"That's right, that's it, just keep this expression like everyone owes you [-] million yen."

"..."

"Ah, rolling your eyes will destroy it. Instead, you can lower your eyes and make people have an urge to explore you more deeply."

Sato-senpai asked him to take a few steps casually.

"Yeah, that's it, stop here. Okay, great."

She raised her hand, "Assuming this is the stage, and there are girls looking at you below, Soya-san should know how to make them want to be explored by you, right?"

Sogu looked at her for a while, "Take it off?"

"exactly!"

If Sato-senpai meets a bosom friend, she is overjoyed, "The greatest charm of the abstinence department is the moment when you succumb to desire!"

"At the end of the runway, Soya-san took off his jacket, and then looked at the audience below with eyes that wanted to fuck to death... cough, wanting to communicate with them in depth, to ensure the best results."

"..."

This senior sister really dares to say it.

Soya shook his head, "I can't."

Sato-senpai was very sorry, but she didn't ask too much, "Then let's have a little interaction."

"I will try my best."

The emergency training is over, and it's almost time for the show to start.Soya came to the starting point of the runway, Fushimi had changed into a fashion and was waiting there.

Besides him, Soya also saw several other classmates.

"Sure enough, they were all called."

"That's right. But only Soya's clothes are considered clothes. What are we all about?"

"That's the trend."

"Stop it."

Standing behind the scenes, listening to the opening sound outside, as the first person on stage, Soya was inevitably a little nervous.

Just looking back at the Fushimi people who were also nervous, his mood suddenly eased a lot.

"There are a lot of girls watching, so don't make a fool of yourself."

"It's too much, don't transfer the pressure!"

Soya smiled, and the last bit of nervousness dissipated.

"—Then, the No. 12 back school festival fashion show of the costume design department begins now!"

The voice of people fell, followed by a burst of dynamic music, and a member of the clothing department standing next to him said in a low voice: "Let's get started."

Zongya nodded, raised his hand and pulled down his skirt, and stepped out.

There are a lot of people here...

He glanced at it quickly, then just looked ahead, walking steadily forward.

The runway, which was only a dozen meters long, seemed extremely long at this moment.

When he finally reached the end, he stopped, stood sideways, and looked down the stage.

"..."

All kinds of voices filled the venue, humming and low, and countless eyes focused on it, carrying various complicated meanings.

That should be about the same...

Not seeing Kyoko, Sogu withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes, turned and walked back.

Finally, after walking back for more than ten meters, he breathed a sigh of relief when he returned to the backstage, and then found that a layer of fine beads of sweat had gushed out from his forehead.

"Sure enough, they all came to see me. The girls are almost passed out, just go out."

"Haha."

Fushimi smiled, and the tension that had been tensed up while waiting was relaxed a lot, and he strode out.

Soya roughly counted, and there are more than 20 temporary models waiting to appear, and it takes at least 1 minute for each person to walk back and forth, which means that he has to wait for nearly half an hour before it is his turn to appear again .

There were many people crowded under the stage, and after leaving the backstage, he wandered around outside, relying on the induction between the spiritual senses, he quickly gained something.

It was only when I squeezed past that I realized it was Akane Kirino.

"Cy."

"You are here."

She smiled, "The show just now looked like a fashion model."

Hongzi was also nearby, "Aren't you going to change your clothes?"

"I have to go again later."

"Or this suit?"

"Another set."

"This suit looks very hot..."

"Dress hotter."

In the stands under the stage, it is another feeling.

Seeing another classmate after Fushimi come out, Soya could clearly feel his nervousness even though it was a long distance away.

"Same hands and feet..." Akane Kirino whispered.

"After all, there are so many people watching, so nervous."

"Was Soya so nervous just now? It seems very calm."

"I'm so nervous."

The students on the stage walked to the end of the runway, did not stop, turned around and went back.

Watching him go back behind the scenes, Soya looked around again, "Have you seen Kyoko?"

"Miss Sugawara? No."

"I'll go find her."

"Ok."

He continued to squeeze through the crowd, but only went around from one side of the runway to the other, but he didn't see Jingzi, so he sent her a message.

Soya: Where is Kyoko?

Kyoko: Near the exit.

Soya looked around, and in the gap between the figures, he saw Kyoko sitting there alone.

He pushed through again.

In order to watch the catwalk show up close, the people in the auditorium crowded around the runway and stood around the runway. It was a little farther away, but there were many vacant seats.

"See me?" Soya sat down on the folding chair beside her.

"I see." Kyoko handed him his bottle of marble soda, "When I stopped and looked around, I felt like a model."

"Actually very nervous." He took a sip of soda.

Kyoko smiled.

"Aren't you going to change your clothes?"

"I have to go again later."

She nodded.

Looking at the stands, Soya leaned back and looked at the vertical and horizontal steel frame structure on the top of the auditorium.

Tired in the afternoon, listening to the dull noise, I slowly closed my eyes again.

"How long will it be Fangming's turn?" Kyoko asked softly.

"About 10 minutes... But I have to go a few minutes earlier and change into another set of clothes."

"Ah."

She took the marble soda in his hand again.

"Sister, can I lean on your shoulder?"

"..."

She glanced at him, "Yeah."

He leaned forward and took her hand again.

Listening to the movement on and off the stage, smelling the faint fragrance of her body, this posture is not comfortable, Sogu didn't plan to sleep, just closed his eyes to rest.

After staring at his face for a while, Kyoko looked up to the stage again.

The show was still going on, and after Soya, the people who came out later didn't have any serious clothes on them, at least she couldn't tell what the designer's philosophy was.

Watching the fashion show, she also paid attention to the time and prepared to call him in 15 minutes.

Although most people's eyes are focused on the runway, the two of them sitting next to each other are actually very conspicuous, not to mention that one of them is a model who just walked on the catwalk. Will stare for a moment.

Kyoko pursed her lips, turning a blind eye to the projected gaze until she found the gazes of Hongko and Akane Kirino among them.

"..."

The three looked at each other, she could no longer act as if nothing had happened, and nodded to the two of them.

Akane Kirino and Hongzi looked at each other, said something, and walked towards this side together.

Kyoko sighed inwardly.

"Sister."

"Kirino-san, Yoshikawa-san."

Hongzi looked at Soya on her shoulder, "Is this guy asleep?"

Kyoko glanced down, but he didn't respond.

"perhaps……"

"You must still be awake." Akane Kirino said, "I can even see your eyelashes moving, don't pretend to be asleep."

Sogu opened one eye, closed it quickly, took a deep breath, "I'm about to fall asleep."

"Are you sleepy?"

"a bit sleepy."

"Then do you want to lie down in the department room for a while?"

"Let's talk about it later, I have another round of catwalks."

"Okay." Akane Kirino didn't say anything, looked at Jingzi again, pulled Hongzi to leave together.

Watching the two walk out of the auditorium, Kyoko unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and an indescribably strange feeling emerged in her heart.

When the two came over, she thought they would talk about something, but in the end, she just exposed his doze and let him go to the department room to rest.

She could see that their emotions were relatively relaxed and natural, not pretending to be calm.

Why is it so natural to face this situation...

"Was Kyoko nervous just now?"

"……No."

Soya squeezed her hand.

"I just think that Kirino-san and Yoshikawa-san's reactions are too calm."

"Because they know about our relationship."

"You say that, as if the person they like is not you."

"Do not."

Soya opened his eyes, sat up straight, and stretched again.

"It has been accepted."

Kyoko looked at him.

Looking at the platform, Soya turned around and took her hand into his palm, "I want to know what Kyoko is really resisting."

(End of this chapter)