The melodious bell rang on the radio, as if to remind people that today's class time is over.
"Then, get out of class is over."
The teacher announced as he closed the textbook and walked out of the classroom.
"As a student on duty today, don't forget to clean up."
The responsible monitor reminded me kindly.
The pale yellow sunlight filled the classroom, and the atmosphere in the class suddenly became noisy.
The southeast wind suddenly picked up, and the originally quiet and low-hanging curtains suddenly swelled like sails, and the sound of rustling leaves outside the window fell like rain.
The hydrangeas in summer take over from the cherry blossoms in spring and continue to adorn the scenery in everyone's eyes.
Make time seem quiet and beautiful.
Weaving among the students full of youthful vigor, Yusuke Kato walked steadily towards the art room with his schoolbag on his back.
Since joining the baseball club, Yamaguchi Takashi and Takei Ichiro no longer call him to go home or play somewhere with them as soon as school is over.
No matter what the reason.
Everyone is changing and everyone is growing.
Just like Yusuke Kato would still go to club activities even if he knew Eri was taking leave today.
Either don't do some things, or if you do, try your best to do them well.
But in this case, he couldn't draw the notebook. After all, he didn't have the key to the second art preparation room.
And drawing such things in front of other members can easily cause problems.
"But...just be careful."
Thinking about today's events, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and made a call.
Du~~du~~du~~
After a long wait.
It seemed that at the last second before the call was about to be disconnected, the call finally came through.
"...What to do?"
A sweet female voice that seemed unhappy came from the receiver.
His tone was very impolite, completely different from the friendly attitude he usually displayed in front of others.
Kato Yusuke didn't take it seriously either, but directly stated his purpose.
"Thank you for the Twitter thing."
"Huh? I have no idea what you are talking about." The girl's confused words were vaguely mixed with a subtle rustling sound.
Kato Yusuke recognized the sound of the pen refill scratching the paper, indicating that the other party was currently working.
"No, I just want to express my gratitude. Because of your help, my paintings seem to have become popular on the Internet." He said concisely and concisely.
After finishing speaking, the voice on the other side paused slightly, and then the girl continued.
"...I didn't do any unnecessary things like that. It's just that my mother seemed to have made some arrangements within the circle without permission, probably because of that reason."
"Really, then I said to your mother——"
"Please tell me that kind of thing yourself, I'm very busy!" The girl interrupted him rudely.
I thought about the diplomat's wife who was almost identical to Eiri, except for her hair color and eye color.
Kato Yusuke shook his head and said: "Forget it, let's leave it like this for now, I won't bother you."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
On the other side, looking at the call that ended directly, Ying Lili couldn't help but frown slightly.
"What...how rude." The girl complained.
Then he put the phone aside and continued working.
…
An evening with a sparse moon and stars.
In an apartment in a certain district of Tokyo.
Accompanied by the gurgling sound of the bathtub sucking water, Kasumigaoka Shiyu walked out of the mist-filled bathroom.
On her dry long black hair, she still wore the white headband that looked like a symbol. Her voluptuous body was wearing a sexy suspender nightgown, and a large area of snow-white skin was exposed to the air.
Her voluptuous breasts, slender waist, curved hips, and round and graceful slender thighs all exude seduction from top to bottom.
There is a cute bow tied on the dress on the chest, which not only tightens the girl's waist, but also makes certain places have a stronger sense of presence.
There was a pair of slippers on her white and tender feet, but the only thing missing was her usual black pantyhose.
Contrary to the appearance of a quiet lady, if you can use one sentence to describe the feeling of a girl.
That is - charming, boneless and gorgeous!
And she just put on a shawl, pulled on her slippers, walked to her room, and sat down at the table.
The furnishings in the room are very simple.
A bed, a chest of drawers, a long table, and a bookcase filled with books.
The style is monotonous and simple, and there are not even small accessories with a girlish flavor, not to mention dolls and the like.
Compared to a girl's boudoir, this place is more like a study.
"call……"
Kasumigaoka Shiyu let out a breath, then turned on the desk lamp and laptop.
The bright yellow light illuminated the area in front of him.
With a burst of brisk melody and animation, the computer started up as usual.
Slender fingers clicked lightly on the touch pad, and the picture on the screen came into the girl's eyes.
【Love Metronome Volume 2 (Kasumi Shiko)】
Moving the cursor to the last part, Kasumigaoka Shiyu began to write.
Snap...
Snap...
Snap...
Light and flat tapping sounds came from her fingertips one after another.
As if there was no need to think, the girl's eyes full of dullness and indifference focused on the screen.
Watching the story composed of cold words, move towards the "predetermined" conclusion bit by bit.
Passion is the driving force behind creating excellent works, but she lacks these things now.
"You have talent but no enthusiasm. Maybe the readers have seen through it?"
Shiyu murmured to himself, and couldn't help simulating the reader's reaction after seeing this volume in his mind.
"It's boring", "Award-winning works are just like that", "It's just that the hero and heroine are boring, right? Is this any different from other works?", "The author's outlook on life is too shallow"...
Obviously...that's not the case!
A feeling of unwillingness but powerlessness spread throughout the air, causing her to grit her teeth unconsciously.
In such a state, Kasumigaoka Shiyu typed the last symbol of the whole text.
【--over--】
The cold words in the picture seemed to be mocking her, shining with pale light.
And it reflected an extremely beautiful, yet extremely empty face.
"This is what is called talent..."
The girl's self-deprecating words spat out from her delicate lips.
"It's so funny..."
The look of him bowing his head down makes him feel inexplicably distressed.
I do not know how long it has been……
She slowly stood up from the chair, walked to the bed, and let her body fall down like a free fall.
thump……
Her light and delicate body sank into the soft mattress.
The jade arms like lotus roots covered her upper face, and as her lips moved, her ideals about the future were also wiped out at this moment.
"Goodbye Sayuka..."
"Goodbye Kasumi Shiko..."
The moonlight flows quietly like water, covering the girl with a dreamlike veil.