After a while, even the music box disappeared.

In the Itakura family villa in Naniwa District, it was as if nothing had happened.

…

A few days later.

At a logistics transfer station in Osaka.

A tightly packaged package was carried by two couriers and loaded onto the courier truck.

"This thing...well, it's so heavy! What exactly is it packed with? It feels like this package is as heavy as two adults."

The courier put the package into the carriage and looked at the logistics information on it.

The sender column says, Rin Iijima.

The recipient column says, Itakura Yoshizo.

Wait until the express truck starts.

There seemed to be a slight noise coming from the package in the carriage.

Ding bell——ding bell——

The next song "Puppy Waltz" will be played at Itakura's house somewhere in Osaka.

…

real world.

National Karin High School.

Today is the last day of the semester, and the school has organized the final exam.

After Kamiya finished the last math test, he walked out of the classroom with a heavy head.

As he walked, he sighed in his heart: "The knowledge points in high school are really difficult."

On weekdays, Kamiyagawa spends most of his time and energy on Kaitan games and daily exercises, leaving very little time for studying.

Basically, I only take time out to learn some knowledge in school.

But even so, his grades have still improved a lot compared to "before". Currently, he is probably at the middle level in his grade, which is ordinary and unremarkable.

The results of this semester's final exam are probably about the same.

Of course, Kamiyagawa could definitely do better in the exam if he wanted to.

For example, calling out Prajna, helping him look around the exam room for answers, etc.

But this was just a final exam. Even if he failed in the exam, Kamiya felt that it wouldn't matter.

"Forget it, forget it. The vacation will officially start next, and I still have a lot of things to do."

Kamitani carried his bag alone and walked down the teaching building.

While waiting to change shoes, I opened the shoe cabinet and saw several pink envelopes inside.

Another love letter.

Japanese high school students stuff love letters into their shoe cabinets, which is considered a traditional art.

When Kamiyagawa was in school, he would receive many messages every now and then.

"It's really distressing to be too popular."

Kamiya sighed narcissistically and put away a few love letters without opening them, and stuffed them directly into his bag.

When packing up the love letters, the purple and white mandarin skirt outlined his figure from his side.

He poked his head curiously.

After seeing a whole stack of envelopes in Kamiya's hand, he snorted and shook his head before disappearing.

"This guy……"

After receiving the love letter, Kamiyagawa took out his mobile phone and saw a Line message on it.

It was sent by a girl named Keiko Kido in the next class.

This girl added Kamiya's Line a few months ago, and then she insisted on sending him "good morning" and "good night" messages every morning and evening, and occasionally shared a little bit about her daily life.

Kamiya saw her messages and basically couldn't read them back.

He usually doesn't have the time to reply to other people's lines. Socializing also takes time and energy.

Generally, except for the messages sent by Onitsuka Kiriho, Kamiyagawa will reply when he sees them, and he will not give any response to others.

Without unilateral and unresponsive communication like this, most people will give up after trying it for a few days.

But this Keiko is different, she has persisted until now.

[Keiko: Kamiya-san, can you come to the artificial lake? I have something to tell you.]

[Keiko: If you don’t come, I will...wait for you here all the time!]

"Tsk, trouble." Kamiya looked at the message and just shook his head.

The artificial lakeside of Hualing High School is a holy place for confessions and dates.

On the last day of the semester, if you invite someone of the opposite sex there, you can figure out what the other person wants to do with your buttocks.

"Girl, confession is not a charge to launch an attack, but a horn for final victory. You can't defeat me like this."

Kamiya turned off the screen of his mobile phone, but after changing his shoes, he still walked towards the school's artificial lake.

This girl named Keiko is a little too insistent and refuses to give up until she hits the wall. If she refuses in person, it would be good for both of them.

…

Artificial lake.

The setting sun casts its rays on the lake, making the water ripple.

A girl wearing a sailor uniform, a short skirt, and knee-length socks was standing nervously beside a fence.

She holds an envelope in her hand.

Because I unconsciously held it too tightly, the edges of the envelope were wrinkled.

This JK girl is naturally Keiko.

This kid's complexion is a healthy wheat color, and he has a bit of the temperament of a high school hottie.

Today she specially put on exquisite full makeup, wore daily contact lenses, and curled her hair carefully to match her already pretty face.

To be honest, it's quite pretty.

I don't know how long I waited.

Keiko finally saw someone walking slowly along the stone path of the artificial lake.

Wearing a clean white shirt, his skin tone is fairer among boys, and his whole person has a lazy temperament.

When he is careless and bored, his eyes don't have much sparkle, like dead fish eyes. But in Keiko's eyes, they are also very attractive!

That's right.

It's Kamiya-kun.

He came over after receiving his Line!

Keiko's little heart was beating so hard that it felt like it was about to jump out of her chest.

"That, that! Good afternoon, Kamiya-kun!" After Kamiya approached, she greeted her quickly, almost biting her tongue in her anxiety.

"Ah, it's almost night now, isn't it?" Kamiyakawa stood still in front of the girl.

"This... isn't the point?"

Keiko was a little confused, but soon thought of what she should do now.

She worked hard, lowered her head and reached out her hand, as she had rehearsed many times before, and handed the envelope in her hand to Kamiyagawa.

"Kamiya-kun, I like you! I like you very much! Please date me! This summer vacation, I want to invite you to go to the beach to play together. I, I bought a very sexy swimsuit..."

The more the girl spoke, the lower her voice became because of shyness, and finally her hands trembled slightly.

Kamiya listened to her in silence, sighed softly, then reached out and returned the envelope in Keiko's hand without much force.

"Sorry, I can't agree. You are very good, Kido-san, but you are not my type." Kamiya casually refused.

Although she had made some mental preparations, Keiko still felt extremely frustrated when she was rejected in person.

She lowered her hand holding the love letter in frustration.

Next to Kamiyagawa, Mary, who didn't know when she appeared, also loosened her grip on the machete with satisfaction.

"If there's nothing else to do, I'll leave first. I wish you a happy life."

After rejecting the girl's feelings more seriously, Kamiya was ready to start a new career.

"Wait, wait a minute!" But Keiko didn't give up and called Kamiyakawa again, "Can you tell me? Kamiya-kun, what kind of girl do you like?"
To be continued...