I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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But before that, she smiled and walked up to Sayaka Akamatsu, knelt on the tatami mat, and helped her cover her skirt:

"I think it's better for girls to be more reserved."

As Sakurako Yukawa stood there, she happened to meet the gaze of Sayaka Akamatsu, whose skirt had just been pulled up by Haruno and then pulled down again because of her legs, revealing her round buttocks and underwear.

One can interpret from her gaze the message that "it feels good this way too."

That would be great.

"I can't help it, I just like crossing my legs like this, consider it a perk for you guys," Akamatsu Sayaka said, looking into her eyes.

"I really don't want to watch it," Yukawa Sakurako said with a forced laugh.

Sayaka Akamatsu pressed her slender fingers to her lower lip, looking puzzled, and said:

"Sigh, but why do boys really want to watch this? I really don't know what's so magical about it."

"Because it's very alluring, right?" Suzuki Yoshie finally found a power outlet on a bedside table.

Yuka Isomoto spat out a mouthful of saliva. When she showed it to Kitahara-sensei last time, he didn't seem to like it much. Is it really that alluring?

"Yeah, to be honest, there's not much to see, but no guy can resist a girl's skirt," Akamatsu Sayaka said with a grin.

Yuka Isomoto blushed slightly, her hands fidgeting with the hem of her skirt as she said:

"What if a guy rejects her? What does that mean? Does it mean the girl isn't attractive?"

As soon as she said those words, all the girls in the room turned to look at her, especially Yukawa Sakurako and Nagase Tsukiyo, whose expressions of surprise were greater than ever before.

Watanabe took a white nightgown from his suitcase and said expressionlessly:

"Iso Gen-kun, you offered to show your skirt to a boy and got rejected? Hmm, that's really tragic."

A blush crept up from deep within Yuka Isomoto's skin. Inexperienced and unable to conceal the flustered sweetness of her girlish heart, she hastily began to explain:

"No! I was just curious! Just curious! How could I possibly do such a thing!"

"Haha, why can Watanabe-kun always say such things with such a serious face? It's hilarious!" Akamatsu Sayaka clutched her stomach and laughed, rolling around on the tatami mat.

Suzuki Yoshie took a deep breath and placed a hand on her shoulder in comfort:

"Yuxiang, I actually think you would look great in a pure white bow style. You could try it on again."

"I already said no!" Yuka Isomoto said anxiously, blushing.

Besides, that was the style I wore back then!

Sakurako Yuuka's face also turned red. She didn't know why she was like this, but she never expected Yuka to do such a thing.

Yuka Sakuraiso had wanted Sakurako Yuuka to talk to them, but seeing the club president's expression, she became even more at a loss.

"I already said there's nothing left! Humph, I'm ignoring you all!" Yuuka Isomoto said, preparing to take a shower.

"Just kidding, just kidding, Yuka, don't be angry."

Sayaka Akamatsu quickly explained, jumping up from the tatami mat, opening her suitcase, and pulling out a bottle of lotion.

"Here, take this as an apology."

"this?"

Yuka Isomoto gazed at the lotion in her hand; it was the "keince" that Tsukiyo Nagase had used for everyone during the last summer training camp.

Emulsion.

"Well, last time I used Moonlight, this time I'll splurge a lot and let everyone use it."

"Actually, I brought one too." Seeing this, Nagase Tsukiyo also took out a bottle from his hand.

"Let's use them together, you can never have too many good things!"

After Akamatsu Sayaka finished speaking, she paused for a moment, and then a golden light bulb appeared above her head.

"Oh right! We don't have many chances left, how about we take a shower together tonight? And scrub each other's backs?"

"Just say you want to touch our bodies."

"Please, can you not look at me with such narrow-mindedness? My back-rubbing skills are top-notch, do you believe I can rub you into a ball?"

"I'm not that dirty!"

As usual, Suzuki Yoshimi and Akamatsu Sayaka engaged in pointless bickering, while Nagase Tsukiyo's gaze kept drifting towards the doorway.

I wonder when Eri will come.

"I'm not going to be the light bulb manager this time; whoever wants to be can be."

"Oh no, I forgot my skincare products! Can anyone lend me some?"

"It's alright, yours is fine. Look what I forgot? Socks. That means I'll have to wear these white socks for three days."

"If you have any sense, I suggest you go out and buy it right now."

The girls' dormitory was bustling with activity. It was their first time traveling so far to participate in a competition, and it was much more interesting than the summer training camp.

"Lihua's underwear is so cute!"

"That's because I'm naturally cute; the underwear just accentuates me."

"This underwear is the kind that has been used in music festivals, Hakodate festivals, and the National Tournament!"

"Wouldn't that be a complete victory over underwear?!"

"Yes! The whole nation will prevail!"

What nonsense are you spouting?

Nagasawa Miya watched as Kuno Tachibana and his classmates changed clothes while chatting about pointless and silly things.

After a while, she noticed someone standing at the door.

Not only her, but everyone in the room noticed, even Kuno Tachibana shut his mouth.

Eri Kanzaki stood in the doorway, her slender feet peeking out from under her brown skirt, the gap between her legs quite alluring.

Although she spoke very little, she was still a third-year student, and her intimidating presence always silenced the first-year students.

"Kansaki-senpai? What's wrong?" Kuno Tachibana asked with a curious expression.

Eri Kanzaki's gaze searched the room, finally landing on Mai Kirishima. Just as she was about to ask a question, her wrist was grabbed.

"Sorry to disturb the junior girls' rest."

Saito Haruka greeted them with a soft, coquettish voice, then spoke gently to the somewhat confused Kanzaki Eri.

"Eri, let's go."

The first-year students were a little confused as they watched the two third-year students leave.

"Looking for you?" Kuno Tachibana asked, looking at Kirishima Mai.

However, Kirishima Mai shook her head: "Kansaki-senpai didn't say anything to me."

"strangeness

“We’re staying together these next few days, and what you’re doing is just causing them trouble,” Saito Harutori said, pulling on Eri’s wrist.

Kanzaki Eri quickened her pace involuntarily, and said with a slight frown:

Why do this?

,"

Saito Harutori stopped and turned to look at her, her soft, boneless hands cupping Kanzaki Eri's cheeks:

“Eri, I’ve thought about it a lot. All three of us were at fault from beginning to end. The current situation couldn’t have been caused by just one person. You’re clearly a very intelligent child, can’t you understand?”

"Ugh... " Eri Kanzaki let out an inappropriate groan, her gaze darting around as she said, "But I..."

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Saito Haruka released her hands, took a shallow breath, and spoke with a sincere yet resolute tone:

“I know the three of us like the same person, but I think our friendship was definitely fine before that, even if he hadn’t appeared yet. It’s just that none of us were willing to say it out loud, which is why it has turned out this way.”

Her words made Kanzaki Eri suddenly raise her face. Perhaps she was so excited that she was sweating, and a few strands of black hair clung to her pale neck.

“We actually care about each other, but we are all blinded by more superficial emotions. I completely understand that now.”

Saito Harutori spoke with a weak voice, perhaps recalling the past, and a bitter smile appeared on her face.

Ironically, the person who taught her this was none other than Kitahara-sensei, whom she had hurt.

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Eri Kanzaki was speechless. Fragments of her thoughts drifted aimlessly through her mind, and piecing them together would require considerable courage.

"Actually, meeting you all is a very lucky thing for me."

Saito Haruka's hand touched her back.

The warmth from my palm, through my clothes, felt like a gentle current, slowly seeping into my skin and dispelling the chill of autumn.

A complex expression appeared on Kanzaki Eri's face. She lowered her eyes quietly, her fingers moving up and down restlessly.

"You blame everything on me."

Every time Kanzaki Eri recalls Nagase Tsukiyo's bitter words, her heart pounds with unease.

She rarely saw a moonlit night like this, which left her somewhat at a loss.

Just then, a figure carrying a bag appeared in front of the two of them, and he was about to walk up the stairwell.

Both girls' faces simultaneously revealed an ambiguous sense of dependence.

Eri Kanzaki's cherry-colored lips parted slightly as she sighed thoughtfully, but she didn't call out his name.

Kitahara Hakuba also noticed the two of them. At first, he was a little surprised that they were together, but judging from their expressions, things seemed to be developing in a positive direction.

We don't need him anymore.

With a smile and a slight nod, Kitahara Hakuba didn't linger and went straight upstairs.

Even without saying a word, just a glance was enough to make Kanzaki Eri feel incredibly at ease, something no one else could provide.

"Walk."