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Seafood is probably the only option, but it's unrealistic to take the Shinkansen for several hours to bring it to Tokyo to eat.
Dessert gift boxes? But there should be plenty of those in Tokyo.
At that moment, a girl wearing a gray, belted plaid skirt stepped into the golden depression.
The sunlight gently fell on the girl's head, giving her dark hair a warm glow, with tiny golden glints between the strands.
Her expression froze, like a delicate doll, lifeless, her lips tightly closed without a trace of curve.
Passersby couldn't help but glance at it, and a naive child whispered:
"Shh!" She was pulled back by her mother.
Nagase Tsukiyo also noticed Kanzaki Eri; her skin glowed with a translucent light in the sunlight, and her face was like a still painting.
She arrived very early too.
Kanzaki Eri stood there and observed for a while before noticing Nagase Tsukiyo. Without hesitation, she walked over.
Good morning, Eri.
Nagase Tsukiyo managed a forced smile; at least she didn't want Kitahara-sensei to realize that a rift had formed between them.
In fact, part of the reason for the separation was because of him.
"Mmm." The dry voice sounded like something that Eri Kanzaki had to squeeze out from deep in her throat.
The two beautiful girls standing together quickly became a striking sight in front of the station.
Nagase Tsukiyo glanced at the black suitcase in her hand and kindly reminded her:
"Tokyo is even hotter than here, you know? It's been around 30 degrees Celsius these past few days. Did you bring any summer clothes? I brought a few skirts, we can wear them together."
Eri Kanzaki's breathing was weak and mechanical; the sound that came out of her mouth was as light as a breeze.
"Yes, I brought it."
She seemed reluctant to talk, and Nagase Tsukiyo could sense the awkwardness. She smiled and nodded, also remaining silent.
Nagase Tsukiyo didn't know where to begin to mend her past relationship with Eri, but the thought of her friend of many years leaving her still made her sad.
“Moonlit nights are still the same as before; promises to people always come so far in advance,” Kanzaki Eri suddenly said.
Her voice was almost drowned out by the surrounding noise, but Nagase Tsukiyo still managed to catch it:
"Well, there's really nothing to do at home, so we might as well wait here in advance."
Eri Kanzaki turned her head, her eyes, devoid of any discernible emotion, staring directly at her:
"So boring that you need to arrive an hour early?"
"Ugh," Nagase Tsukiyo wanted to say something, but felt something blocking her throat, and even her breathing became a little rapid.
Eri Kanzaki raised her hand to brush her hair aside, and soft strands slipped through her fingers:
"Want to be praised by Kitahara-sensei?"
Nagase Tsukiyo's hand unconsciously tightened its grip on the suitcase handle, responding to her straightforward gaze, and she said in a cool tone:
“I don’t have that idea at all, Huili. I’m not like you.”
A gentle breeze blew by, causing Eri's skirt to flutter and fall intermittently. The golden sunlight bathed her ankles, which were encased in white socks, making her look fresh and charming.
Her gaze was like a scrutiny, making Nagase Tsukiyo's heart pound like a drum, each beat accompanied by tension and unease.
No, I didn't want to come early at all, to be alone with Kitahara-sensei, or even to be praised by him with a smile.
No, absolutely not, Nagase Tsukiyo kept explaining to herself.
"You two are really early."
Just then, Saito Haruka's voice reached their ears.
She was wearing a beige belted dress with a neat black bow at the chest, brown leather shoes, and white socks.
For some reason, an indescribable feeling of comfort welled up from Nagase Tsukiyo's lips.
After the relationship broke down, this was the first time she so desperately wanted Haruno to be by her side. Being with Eri was suffocating her... *gurgle gurgle*
The wheels of the suitcase made a low, rhythmic sound as they rubbed against the ground, as they approached the two of them.
The three former friends looked at each other, unable to muster a smile. Even passersby could sense the tense atmosphere between them.
But now, the person who has brought them together again is actually a boy.
"What kind of tickets did you two book?" Saito Harutori asked, standing about two meters away from them, her tone calm.
Gone is her former girlish voice. (Search *Sou* Novel King's Blog)
Nagase Tsukiyo gazed ahead and said calmly:
"Sorry, you're too far away for us to hear you."
A hint of impatience flashed across Saito Harutori's face as she pulled her suitcase over to the two of them and repeated,
"What kind of tickets did you two book?"
"Didn't we agree to take the same train?" Nagase Tsukiyo said.
Saito Haruka stroked a strand of hair with her fingertip and said coldly:
"I'm just worried that you bought the wrong tickets, and then Mr. Kitahara will have to do some trouble for you."
"Don't worry, among the three of us, Saito-kun, you've caused Kitahara-sensei the most trouble." A smug smile crept onto Nagase Tsukiyo's lips.
Saito Haruka's prominent under-eye bags twitched slightly. She took a deep breath, composed herself, and said:
"Check it quickly, so that if there are any mistakes, we can correct them immediately."
Although the three of them were not as close as before, they all agreed not to cause trouble for Kitahara-sensei, so there was no objection to checking the tickets.
“Oh, grancss,” Saito Harutori suddenly said.
Nagase Tsukiyo frowned, sensing the teasing undertone in her words:
"So what?"
“No, Miss is Miss. Eri and I are both from the regular carriage.” Saito Harutori’s lips curled into a meaningful smile, as if to say, “You’re still too green.”
Nagase Tsukiyo looked closely and realized that Harutori and Eri were both in the regular carriages, while she was the only one who had chosen the grancss (privileged) carriage.
The seats are wider and more comfortable, the carriages are less crowded, the service is better, and of course, the price is twice as high as theirs.
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"What do you mean? What does it have to do with anything?" Nagase Tsukiyo said, dissatisfied.
Saito Harutori ignored her and simply stood aside, waiting for Kitahara Hakuba to appear.
Just then, Nagase Tsukiyo realized something else.
Haruno and Eri were sitting opposite each other.
Nagase Tsukiyo's mind kept replaying the two people's seat numbers, and she quickly thought of Kitahara-sensei. An answer came to her like a bubble rising from the seabed.
The three of them were sitting together.
Realizing this, Nagase Tsukiyo's eyes revealed an undisguised anxiety, and her sense of alienation grew even stronger.
These two must have gone to Kitahara-sensei to ask to sit together!
But since he didn't go looking for her, Kitahara-sensei had no reason to come looking for him.
Missed it again
The three waited until 8:35, when he finally appeared. "Good morning, Kitahara-sensei," Nagase Tsukiyo greeted him with a smile.
Passersby couldn't help but look at him, who was surrounded by beautiful girls, their eyes filled with complex emotions, and a subtle sense of bitterness filled the air.
Kitahara Hakuba remained calm and composed, as if the numerous gazes directed at him were irrelevant. He smiled brightly and said:
Good morning, I hope I haven't kept you waiting too long?
Saito Haruka clasped her hands in front of her, her pale arms and full, rounded breasts forming a striking inverted triangle shape.
"No, actually we just arrived. By the way, you arrived right after we dropped off our tickets."
Her voice was sweet and gentle.
At that moment, Eri Kanzaki suddenly spoke up:
"Twenty-three minutes, I waited for you for twenty-three minutes."
Saito Haruka and Nagase Tsukiyo both subconsciously glanced at her; the former was not quite satisfied with her words, while the latter was surprised by her bluntness.
Kitahara Hakuba was also taken aback. He had expected the three of them to arrive early, but he didn't expect them to arrive so early.
"Sorry, something came up on the way and I was delayed." He raised his hand and touched his neck as he spoke.
Just then, his phone rang. Kitahara Hakuba took out his phone and saw that it was his mother calling.
"Hey Mom, yeah, I'm at the station, about to go in, not yet, not yet, I'll tell them later. Oh, I'll make it, don't worry. Yeah, I'll be careful, bye-bye."
After finishing speaking, Kitahara Hakuba put away his phone and said to the three girls,
"Let's go inside first. We should be able to take the Shinkansen, right?"
It wasn't that he deliberately lost, but many young ladies don't go out, and it would be troublesome if a scene like the last time at the karaoke bar, where Nagase Tsukiyo exclaimed in surprise around a vending machine, happened.
"Eika Saki-san?"
Oh no, I almost blurted out his name.
"meeting."
"Saito-kun should know how to do that too, right?"
"Let's go then."
Kitahara Hakuba initially wanted to help Kanzaki Eri with her suitcase, but after thinking about it, he decided it wasn't a good idea and let them take care of themselves.
Inside the station, the crowds were dense and the noise was constant, with announcements mixed with the roar of trains.
"Have you checked all the tickets and everything is fine?" Kitahara Hakuba asked Saito Harukori.
“Yes! It’s all been confirmed,” Saito Harutori said with a smile.
Nagase Tsukiyo, who was standing to the side, suddenly realized that it was Kitahara-sensei's request to check tickets.
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