"Taozi! Slow down, slow down! I can't run that fast!"

Mo Mo panted heavily, finally unable to stand running fast for a long time, and rested his hands on the floor-to-ceiling signboard of a store in the commercial street.

"Oh, Mo Mo, hurry up, it's almost too late!"

Dayuan in front turned around and saw that his friend was a long way behind him. He was a little anxious and hurriedly turned back, grabbing her arm and trying to drag her to continue running.

I always feel like this scene is so familiar...

"We just finished the game, where did you get so much energy?" Mo Mo sighed.

Although the kendo competition is not long, only a few minutes, the physical energy consumed is extraordinary. With full concentration and full strength, there are many cases on the field where players lose strength during the competition.

"Oh, aren't these Taozi and Momo? How come they are dressed like this and come out?"

Only then did Taozi realize that the two of them were in front of the dumpling shop owned by the old lady.

"Taozi, you have really learned kendo. The old man told me, but I still don't believe it." The old woman looked at the two of them slowly.

They had just finished the match, changed their armor, and had not even had time to take off their kendo uniforms. Dayuan rushed out in hot pursuit. As a good friend, Mo Mo had no choice but to keep up. But he didn't expect that he would be hindered in terms of physical strength.

"...Would you like to eat meatballs? I have newly developed natto-flavored meatballs."

"Grandma Ono, the meatballs you developed have been available for a long time, in the newly opened meatball store on the street."

"Eh? Really? I thought the newly developed meatballs would be a big hit."

Ozono couldn't bear the two of them continuing to talk about this irrelevant topic of meatballs. Grandma Ono from the meatball house was super busy every day and wanted to find someone to chat with 24 hours a day. Every time the customers came in to buy Taiyaki, she was always bothered.

.

"Grandma Ono, Mo Mo and I have something urgent to do, let's go first!" After saying that, Mo Mo didn't care about wanting to rest for another two or three minutes, so he pulled her and ran away.

"Tao Zi, wait a minute! Drink some water. Why don't you let me drink some water!"

"It's too late!"

Grandma Ono looked at the two people's retreating figures and shook her head.

"When did Taozi's character become so impatient..."

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There is a hill to the north of the school. It is not too close. It takes twenty minutes to ride a bicycle. The most important thing is that you have to go through several long uphill climbs. Students who pass by this road have an easy time going to school and returning after school.

Most families will be exhausted to death.

When I first joined the kendo club, the coach would organize physical training at least two to three times a week. On this continuous uphill road, I squatted and climbed up bit by bit, and my legs were shaking when I got home.

Dayuan pulled Mo Mo and chased him all the way, running through streets full of cherry blossoms, commercial streets with few pedestrians, and parks where several children were fighting for the swings.

They ran to an inaccessible hill.

Mo Mo followed Dayuan and pushed aside the overgrown vegetation and various unnamed branches and leaves, thinking at the same time, it would be great if she brought out the bamboo knife.

Finally, the vision suddenly opened up, Dayuan stood on the broken cliff in front, his dark blue kendo uniform was like an ink mark stained in the dusky sky.

"……peach?"

Mo Mo touched his neck and felt that he had been bitten by a small insect. The area under his earlobe was itchy.

Under the cliff are roads extending to both sides, and on the outside are connected to the sea shining with the broken light of the setting sun.

Dayuan was looking at the bus driving into the distance in a daze. From where she stood, she could see the back of the bus driving away.

When a person has some kind of sad emotion, such as parting, everything they see will be superimposed with an emotional filter.

At this moment, Dayuan noticed something slowly leaving, she could feel it.

She knew that this thing was not in her life in the first place. She just met it by chance at a very special and coincidental time, and then when she came back to her senses, she felt the departure of this thing. It was not a fifth update, but a kind of change.

She couldn't describe abstract things concretely.

This is almost an unsolvable cycle, meeting and leaving, and then an even bigger meeting and leaving.

Dayuan didn't catch the bus. How could she catch it?

She was at most a few minutes in advance, and then watched helplessly as the bus passed by her sight. From the beginning to the end, she was just a deliberate bystander.

After all, the two of them are not from the same world. The familiar scenery of their hometown has become unreal because of their brief relationship with Wu Geng.

"Taozi, you came here in such a hurry just to see the rear of the bus?"

Mo Mo was a little speechless, sitting on the ground carelessly, rubbing his calves. He looked up and saw that Dayuan's eyes were still chasing the little black dot that was gradually going away.

She was hopeless... Mo Mo shook his head.

"By the way," Mo Mo suddenly said, "I forgot to take pictures. There are obviously so many opportunities."

"It must be a precious experience to participate in club activities with idols." She shook her head and sighed.

At this time, Dayon suddenly thought of the cherry blossom petals she had put in her pocket, and wanted to take them out, but found that she was still wearing kendo uniform.

"The cherry blossoms in Tokyo have bloomed as early as March..." she murmured to herself.

"Yes, Kagoshima is more than a month late." Mo Mo said.

Although it's a little late, it's not too late. Dayuan thought.

——

Inside the bus.

This time Wu Geng was smarter. As soon as he got in the car, he pulled Weiyang Nai and sat down together. Xiao Feiniao didn't have any intention of messing around. He spent the whole afternoon playing drums, yawning and sitting with Zhong Yuan with his eyes closed to sleep and cultivate.

As for whether he actually fell asleep, no one knows.

"Wuguangsang." Weiyang called her.

"Um?"

"Nishino-san's birthday is coming soon."

"You remember?"

"Well, because I am a senior." Weiyang Nai nodded.

"It's true, you are so attentive." Wugeng became more energetic and looked sideways at her, "What about me? It's my birthday."

"September, the 13th," Weiyang Nai pursed her lips, "right."

"What about captain, when is Sakurai's birthday?"

"That's not important," Weiyana felt that the topic was going to get sidetracked by Wu Geng, "Will Wu Geng-san still celebrate Nishino-san's birthday this year?"

"You actually said it's not important...Don't say this in front of the captain, she will cry."

Wu Geng was shocked by Weiyang Nai's words. Is a newborn calf so reckless now? Even the captain doesn't take it seriously... Well, although everyone does not take it seriously, it's not like he can say it openly.

After all, he is also a regiment cadre, although his personality is quite useless.

"Birthdays must be celebrated," Wu Geng said. "It mainly depends on which members have time on that day. I am so busy that no matter how lively it is for those of us who help celebrate, it won't be fun."

"Can I go?"

"You want to come?" Wugeng was a little surprised, "Is that okay? We will all be first-year students by then, won't you feel uncomfortable?"

"Uh..." Weiyang Nai hesitated, "Then can I bring in a few second-generation students?"

"I don't have a problem. I think it's a good thing for first- and second-year students to have a chance to get along with each other."

"real?"

"Well," Wu Geng nodded, "I'll ask Nishino for you then. After all, it's her birthday party, and I can't just invite people to attend."

However, Na-chan is usually a quiet person, so I didn’t expect her to be quite respected by the juniors in the group.

It seems that I have to work hard, keep in touch with the younger generations, and spread my good reputation of unity, friendship and kindness to the grassroots.

Weiyang Nai received Wu Geng's promise, and her heart was mostly at ease. According to Nishino-senpai's character, she would not refuse no matter what if she had a junior to help her celebrate, let alone Wu Geng senior to help her.

After achieving her nutritional goals, she felt much more relaxed.

"Wugeng-sang, you and Zhongyuan-sang are very familiar, right? Why haven't I seen you two and communicated together a few times?"

"..."

Wu Geng suddenly felt that he had been surprised too early because of Weiyana's violent remarks to Sakurai. Wu Geng was convinced that she knew nothing, so he did not assume that she was deliberately looking for trouble like Xiao Asuka did.

"The curtain call performance just now was really great," Weiyana said, "Both Wu Geng-san and Zhongyuan-san. Asuka-san also played the drums very well!"

I glanced over at Xiao Feiniao from the corner of my eye. They were both wearing eye masks and seemed to be asleep.

...Using this word "seems like" Wu Geng has a feeling of standing up. Well, let's reverse it. They are definitely not asleep, and they are eavesdropping on Wu Geng and Weiyang Nai's conversation with their ears at the moment.

Little Feiniao was probably still secretly laughing in her heart, making fun of Wu Geng for being unprepared.

Wu Geng thought that more than half an hour ago - on that stage, which was much simpler than live, Wu Geng stood in front of the microphone. The students in the audience should be less than one-tenth of the group rice students.

, but at the fifth watch, she felt a strange sense of joy. She couldn't tell the specifics.

Perhaps, it was only when she stood on stage that the barriers between her and Zhongyuan were truly eliminated.
Chapter completed!