School gate.

"Why is it so early today?"

When Kitahara Nanfeng came to the school gate with his bag on his back, Mio Natsume had been waiting for him for a while.

“…”

Looking at the north Yuan Nanfeng standing in front of him.

Natsume Mio paused for a while, but did not answer him, but asked, "I'm very curious, what's going on with the singing?"

"Just for this?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at her in surprise.

"What else?" Natsume Mio stretched out her snow-white neck and looked at Kitahara Nanfeng, "I was so curious that I couldn't even participate in club activities."

“It’s too exaggerated.”

As he spoke, Nanfeng Beiyuan stretched out his hand.

Natsume Mio handed him his bag, and her cheeks bulged slightly: "Don't underestimate the girl's curiosity. Brother Yi, if you don't tell me today, I might not be able to sleep."

"Yes, yes, I'll talk to you, okay."

Beiyuan Nanfeng carried two bags and took the lead outside the school.

“…”

Natsume Mio trotted and caught up with Kitahara Nanfeng. After a while, before Kitahara Nanfeng spoke, she said: "I just saw the girl with you running out. Didn't she be with you?"

"Oh? Run so fast?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng's mouth twitched: "I want to be with her and settle the score well with her, but she ran away."

“Hey…”

Natsume Mio looked up at the back of Kitahara Nanfeng's head: "I thought I asked you to go home, and you would perfunctorily and ask me to wait at the school gate. After all, there is such a cute girl next to me... So what's going on?"

“That’s a long story…”

Beiyuan Nanfeng was carrying two bags, thinking about it, and briefly told her about what she had happened today.

"……I see."

Natsume Mio listened to Kitanhara's Nanfeng's story, subconsciously hugged his arm: "But Brother Yi, didn't you say you wouldn't join the club? You said that mobile phones are more fun, and then when will you sing and musical instruments? Why don't I know?"

"It's been a long time since we met. It's normal for me to have some hidden skills."

"Brother Yoshinori can't learn it just to pick up girls, right?" Natsume Mio looked at him suspiciously.

"I don't deny that I have such a purpose, but the main purpose is to cultivate sentiment."

"It's so bad..." Mio Natsume said softly.

"Why is it bad for me to learn musical instruments? What is the strange thing about your girls' judgment criteria?" Kitanhara Nanfeng looked at Natsume Mio, a little disgusted.

"I'm not talking about this."

Natsume Mio hugged his arm tightly, "I mean, you obviously refused twice before, why did you agree today, you are not determined at all, you clearly told me that mobile phones are fun, and there is no need for the club to join...Wait."

As Natsume Mio spoke, she suddenly looked at Tohara Nanfeng with suspicion.

"That girl named Yui seems to have changed her image compared to last time... her hair was cut a little shorter and she put on light makeup. The most important thing was to wear black over-knee socks, and the teacher with you was also wearing pantyhose... Brother Yi, you are not that kind of leg control, right?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng was shocked: "Your brain circuit is too strange, right? Why do you think of this aspect??"

"This is a normal way of thinking, otherwise it would be hard for me to imagine what can change you."

"Looking, although I like the legs of beautiful girls, isn't this incident completely related?"

While Kitahara Nanfeng said, he subconsciously looked down at Mio Natsume's smooth and fair long legs.

"Eyes, disgusting!"

Beiyuan Nanfeng explained: "Subconscious."

“…”

Mio Natsume did not pursue it anymore, but was silent for a moment, and suddenly changed the subject and said, "Can you really sing?"

"Yes, I'm known as the God of Songs..."

"Hey... let's sing it to me." Mio Natsume looked at him.

"Yes." Beiyuan Nanfeng replied, raising his hands holding two bags at the same time, pulling his collar.

It's almost May.

The weather is getting hotter.

Especially now it's only 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun is quite sunny.

"Sing." Natsume Mio looked at his side face and urged him.

"Wait a moment."

Beiyuan Nanfeng suddenly stopped when he saw the convenience store.

...

Five minutes later.

Outside the convenience store.

The two men's bags were placed on the ground.

Mio Natsume held the wooden handle of the ice cream in both hands, stretched out her pink tongue, and licked the ice cream carefully.

She seemed to be quite afraid of the cold.

And his righteous brother, behind her, sat on the iron railing that divided the parking area, pressed his hands gently on her head, and was lying on her head.

After Beiyuan Nanfeng took a big bite of chocolate-flavored ice cream, he sighed comfortably.

“Saved.”

"...Don't put the ice cream on my head, or I will fight you hard, brother-in-law."

Natsume Mio suddenly whispered a low voice.

"knew."

Beiyuan Nanfeng put the ice cream into his mouth, adjusted the position, took out the ice cream, and asked, "Don't you want to listen to music? What do you want to listen to?"

"Just pick what you know how to sing."

"That's it..." Beiyuan Nanfeng held the ice cream and thought for a while: "Have you heard a song called "Summer Record"? It feels quite appropriate, it's summer."

"……No."

"Then you can listen to it."

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked ahead, lay on her head, and hummed softly.

"Yesterday もToday もToday もToday も(No matter yesterday it is also sunny)."

"Entering the Tao clouds, seeing them (always looking at the cumulonimbus clouds)"

“…”

His voice was very light, and as he sang, he really felt like summer.

...Of course, it may also be too hot and an illusion is created.

Natsume Mio listened to Kitahara Nanfeng humming softly.

Holding the ice cream was a little stunning.

The breeze blew past the two of them, taking away some heat.

Bang.

The ice cream in Mio Natsume's hand melted, and a drop of water suddenly dripped on the ground.

She suddenly came to her senses and hurriedly stuffed the ice cream into her little mouth.

Then the whole person was trembling slightly due to the cold.

"Ah..." She let out a short and cute scream.

"What are you doing? How can you eat ice cream and go to the battlefield?" Beiyuan Nanfeng was forced to stop humming.

Natsume Mio's face turned slightly red: "The road-no-game...you keep singing."

“Hey…”

Inside the convenience store.

The clerk stood at the door and looked at the two of them.

Smiled.

He originally wanted to let Beiyuan Nanfeng and the others leave, but when he saw this scene, he thought about it and for some reason, he gave up on this idea.
To be continued...