The girl under the cherry blossoms, her smile is like a flower

It's still raining.

The road to the Tea Club is not long, but whenever you get here, especially when there are people around you, it feels quite long.

"Kyomiya-san."

Yuka Hazuki, holding a small white umbrella, looked at the rain curtain.

"Ok?"

"What happened at noon today?"

She was obviously ready to watch the show, but the two of them just exchanged glances and nothing happened. She originally thought it was another quarrel.

"Well, the director and I fought with each other's eyes for several rounds, and finally lost to the president because of one move."

"Which trick?"

As they walked, Ye Yueyue looked at Qing Gongfeng, and from the depths of his eyes, he could see the sparkling curiosity.

"Uh," Qing Gongfeng glanced down at Hazuki Yuka's calves wrapped in white calf socks under her brown and black pleated skirt, and couldn't say anything.

"The weather is nice today."

There is a crow standing on a tree whose name I don't know, and its round eyes are staring here. To be more careful, it should be staring at the black cat on the maple umbrella of the Qing Palace.

"......Change the subject?"

After a moment of silence, Yuka Hazuki suppressed a smile and said.

"No, Hazuki-san, look over there, there is a crow looking at us."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah."

"It's a bit pitiful. It's raining and I can only hide under the branches."

"Yeah, yeah, that's right, it's very pitiful."

"..." Qing Gongfeng turned his face helplessly, and Ye Yue Yuehua looked at him without blinking.

"Hazuki-san, just take a look at the crow and then try to deal with me."

"Okay." Ye Yue Yuhua glanced obediently, then turned back to stare at Qing Gongfeng.

"stare......"

If this was a Two-dimensional world, Qing Gongfeng would have probably heard the sound effects.

"...Tell me what Hazuki-san wants to ask." Qing Gongfeng sighed.

"Qing Gong-san chose to change the subject. Could it be that the matter has something to do with me?"

"...A little, but let me tell you first that I don't mean to look down on or hurt Hazuki-san." He explained seriously.

"Of course I know this," Yuka Hazuki replied without hesitation. She never thought that Qing Gongfeng and Hanayamain Chiyo would say bad things about her behind her back.

This comes from trust, recognition of their character, and their own kindness.

The world in the eyes of kind people will also be kind.

"That's good...it's actually a bit hard to explain..." Qing Gongfeng's head turned wildly, preparing to come up with a reasonable explanation.

Several boys ran over jokingly. The distance between them was neither too close nor too far. Qing Gongfeng didn't take it to heart.

What excuse should I use? I haven't read Hazuki-san's novel yet. Or should I just say that I was telling the minister at noon how much I looked forward to reading this epoch-making work?

Then if Hazuki-san goes to ask Mr. Buchou again, wouldn't it be possible to expose the secret?

Hiss - difficult to handle.

Several boys ran over from Hazuki Yuka's right, and then Qing Gongfeng heard her scream.

"Did they bump into you?" Qing Gongfeng's eyes were unkind.

"No, it's not..."

Hazuki Yuka looked at her calves in distress. Half of her white calf socks were wet, and there were a few conspicuous mud spots on them. Next to her, there was a puddle.

"Hey! How many of you!"

Qing Gongfeng shouted loudly.

"Kyomiya-kun, it's okay, just go back and wash up..."

Hazuki Yuka grabbed the hem of Qing Gongfeng's clothes and tried to stop her. There was some worry on her face.

"You called us? Oh? It turns out to be Kiyomiya-san."

Three boys came over, they were second grade students.

"Has anyone ever taught you not to run next to puddles, especially if there are people next to you?"

Qing Gongfeng patted Hazuki Yuka's hand and looked at the three of them.

"Ah? What are Kiyomiya-san talking about?" The boy in the middle looked confused.

"There, Kenta, that girl's socks are dirty."

The three boys looked at Hazuki Yuka, who quickly hid behind Qing Gongfeng.

"Oh, that's it. I'm really sorry. This classmate, we apologize to you."

The boy named Kenta apologized directly and generously, as did the other two boys.

Qing Gongfeng's face softened a lot, and he nodded, "Just pay attention next time."

"It was our fault in the first place. I'm really sorry."

After saying a few more words, the three boys left here on foot.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Qing Gong-san, and, thank you..." Hazuki Yuka grabbed Qing Gong Feng's clothes again, her expression looked a little sad.

"Why are you sorry and thank you at the same time?"

Qing Gongfeng smiled, but couldn't help but rub her head. His frail and deer-like posture was very endearing.

"I'm sorry..."

"Do you feel like you've caused trouble for me?"

Hazuki Yuka hurriedly explained, but was interrupted by Qing Gongfeng. She was stunned for a moment and could only hum.

"Yue Yue-san," Qing Gongfeng shook his head, "Let's go over there and wash up, otherwise the minister may not let us in."

The 'calm mind, gentle words, clean body guillotine' is still hanging above his position. He just lost at noon, so he can't kneel down twice in the afternoon. Qing Gongfeng doesn't want to lose face.

"Oh, okay." Like a child, Ye Yue Yuehua held Qing Gong Feng's hand and walked step by step.

There is a water pipe in one corner of the stadium, but it is still raining, and no one can be seen in the usually crowded stadium.

"Hazuki-kun, give me the umbrella. I'll hold it for you. Wash your socks first."

"Uh-huh."

Hazuki Yuka nodded and handed over the umbrella.

The rain was heavier than before, and the water droplets fell on the ground and instantly broke into countless petals.

"Qing, Qingmiya-san, I'm a little unsteady on my feet..."

Under the white umbrella, Hazuki Yuka's face turned red.

The pool was open-air, and there was rain everywhere. There was no place to lean or sit. It took two hands to take off the calf socks. When squatting down, she had to pay attention to whether the hem of the skirt at the back would touch the ground. She was extremely distressed. .

"I'll hold you up."

Putting the umbrella in his hand aside, Qing Gongfeng grabbed Hazuki Yuka's arm.

"...Well, thank you Kiyomiya-san."

Taking off her shoes, Hazuki Yuka bent down and took off her white calf socks.

The small feet with delicate skin and soft lines were stuffed into the shoes again, Qing Gongfeng looked away.

"Do you still want to wear it? It might be a little cold to put it on after washing."

"But, there are no other socks now."

Her white socks were splashed with mud, and Ye Yue frowned, not thinking of any other way.

"There might be some at the Minister's place, you can ask later." Qing Gongfeng thought of the pair of black stockings that the Minister threw on his legs a few days ago, but he didn't take them away.

"Well, that's the only way it can be."