The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

"Why do you suddenly remember..."

"Qianliu said, anyway... it's boring to stay at home alone, why don't you come and join in the fun."

"Ah then... well."

Dongma looked back at the empty bedroom, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, Misaki's squeaking sound came from the other side of the phone.

"Qianliu, Kazuya agreed."

"Well, then let's go to the supermarket on the way back."

"no problem!"

After briefly explaining the situation to Chiryu, Misaki approached the phone again: "That's it, see you tonight, Kazuya."

"it is good."

Hanging up the phone, Dongma came to the closet and picked out the clothes to go to Sakura Village at night.

Although it's not clear whether that guy will see it in her eyes, she still wants to show her better side...

Really complicated psychology, ah, I want to get close to him, but I'm afraid, what is she thinking? The practice seems to be stealing the bell.

The main reason is that Dongma feels temporarily satisfied with the status quo, and maybe when she is not satisfied, she will take the initiative...

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Chapter [-] A day in linen

December [-]nd, Monday, weather: overcast, it fell for a while yesterday... light snow, although the temperature today is a little higher than the day before, it's not too high.

"Goodbye sister, remember to come back early."

Under the gaze of the smiling Waka, Mai Sakurajima nodded and walked out of the house with an umbrella.

After leaving the community where the apartment is located, she immediately.

He started to yawn a little.

I'm afraid it was because I watched TV too late last night, and I couldn't sleep well because of a little insomnia, and I also had strange dreams. It's not a good thing to wake up from strange dreams.

While yawning continuously, Mai recalled her dream as she crossed the residential street and crossed a bridge on the way. The closer you got to the station, the higher and denser the surrounding buildings became.

The figures also began to increase, and everyone went in the same direction.

I crossed a junction on the main road, passed a commercial building, a home appliance retailer, and finally saw the station.

It took about ten minutes to walk out of the house.

Fujisawa Station, located in the center of Fujisawa, Kanagawa Prefecture, is a place where salarymen and students go to work and go to school casually.

The first floor of the station is the platform of the Odakyu Line, going up to Shinjuku, and going down: the reverse route goes to Katase Enoshima, and the second floor is the ticket gate for the Tokai Line and Shonan Shin Line.

Mai put on his earphones and followed the flow of people up the stairs, but in the opposite direction of the ticket gate.

After walking along the passage for about [-] meters, I came to the building of the Odakyu Department Store. I didn't want to go to the department store to buy things now.

Besides, the shop hasn't opened yet, and to the right of the closed door, there is another Fujisawa Station.

The Enoshima Tram, commonly known as the Enoden platform, stops at thirteen stops on the way, and is a one-way route that can reach Kamakura in about [-] minutes.

When Mai swiped his card and passed the ticket gate, the tram just entered the station. The window was cream-colored, and the top and bottom were green, giving people a sense of nostalgia. The four carriages looked very short.

Stepping onto the platform, she took the front car.

There are many elementary, middle and high school students wearing school uniforms, and the rest are adults in suits. Although it has always felt like a sightseeing route before moving here, for local residents, it is a daily ride to work and school. means of transportation.

Ignoring the strange eyes of others, Mai Sakurajima stood exclusively at the entrance of the train in her winter school uniform. She must be regarded as a difficult existence when she only went to school occasionally. touch.

If you actively talk to Mai, you will attract attention, and if you attract attention, someone may say bad things such as annoying and complacent behind your back.

Therefore, I will be isolated in the class, and there is no chance of remedy. Everyone knows this. This is the space called interpersonal relationship.

Therefore, even if he ran into a classmate on the train, Mai thought he didn't see it.

Anyway... we are not from the same world, so we don't know right or wrong if we contact them rashly.

Finally, after half an hour, I arrived at Shichirihama Station, where the Minnohara High School I was studying was located.

As soon as the door opened, I could smell the ocean tide, and the students dressed in the same clothes went down to the platform one after another. There was only a scarecrow-like machine at the simple ticket gate that read the monthly pass card.

Although there were staff standing by during the day, there was no one when Mai and the others were in school.

Mai Sakurajima was walking alone more than ten meters away from the crowd. The slender figure like a model was particularly eye-catching, and she was obviously wearing the same school uniform. It looked... different from other students.

Strictly speaking, her temperament is not suitable for school uniforms, but...... the women chatting around, the threesome are more suitable for school uniforms.

For example, the energetic students shouting good morning to the seniors of the club, and even the boys who gently kicked their friends' backs are more youthful and energetic.

The short trip from the station to the school was full of happy laughter and laughter from the students of Minenohara High School.

Among them, Mai's figure, who was walking silently by himself, looked lonely, wandering about a strange, alien existence in an ordinary prefectural high school.

But even if they want to pretend they don't know, others are still attracted by the perfect body and face.

Afterwards, Mai came to the classroom and seat on her own, and looked at this ordinary room with nostalgic eyes.