Zongman: Dream with me

He teased Pochi-chan again, and then used his other alias to show his high regard for her, which made the little girl stunned.

"Goodbye, Pochi-chan." Seeing Pochi's house not far away, Mu You said goodbye in a friendly manner.

"Ah...Oh, thank you...Goodbye, Yu-kun." Pochi agreed at a loss for words, and looked at the figure of someone leaving without any reluctance. His heartbeat, which had been beating faster since a while ago, gradually slowed down.

But, I feel inexplicably lost.

I returned home, greeted my family as usual, had dinner, and skillfully went into the closet. Looking at the familiar space around me, everything seemed to be the same as usual, with no changes at all.

Goto Ichiri sighed, picked up his guitar, and was about to continue practicing as usual.

At this moment, the phone suddenly rang. It was a photo of herself practicing guitar. The girl in the photo was wearing the familiar pink sweatshirt. She was still playing the guitar skillfully and seriously. Her long bangs covered her eyes, but it still couldn't hide her pretty face.

There was a message underneath the photo: "What would happen if netizens saw this photo!"

"No!" A sudden wail came from the closet.

---

Sleep is a very pleasant thing. When I woke up, it was noon and the weather was still mild. Mu You rubbed his eyes and looked at Ye Shan, who had woken him, with some surprise.

Hayato Hayama, Mu You's classmate, was a good student, the ace of the soccer club, and a well-known figure in Sobu High School. However, he couldn't remember any interactions between them.

"Kasugano-san, it seems your sister is here to see you."

Ye Shan pointed at Qiong, who was standing in the corridor with an indifferent expression, staring at him. Mu You thanked him, after all, his area was always deserted and no one came to disturb him.

"Has Kasugano-san joined Yukinoshita-san's club?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

"...No, it's nothing. This is fine too."

Mu You looked at Ye Shan in confusion, but didn't care much and walked out of the classroom.

......

"Ye Shan, what did you say to that guy just now?"

"Nothing, just chatting for a while."

"What's the point of talking to a dangerous person like this? It's better to stay away from him. If you get too close, he'll be killed!"

"No, he's just always been like this..." Ye Shan murmured in a voice that only he could hear. Someone told him that his elementary school classmate had lost his memory. At first he didn't believe it, but now it seems...

At this moment, outside the window, Mu You silently took the lunch box handed to him by Qiong, and the two left one after the other without saying a word. Mu You did not go to the music room, but took Qiong to the rooftop. Usually, there were not many people here, after all, it was locked, and only people like Mu You could come up.

Mu You skillfully produced two blankets and had lunch with Qiong. The two did not talk at all during the meal. After eating, Kasugano Qiong tied her pigtails and leaned against Mu You to rest.

“It’s a nice day today.”

"Ah."

"Today's lunch box is great!"

"uh-huh!"

"There's no need to get up so early to prepare in the future."

"No."

"Then I'll help too?"

".....don't want."

"why?"

"......"

"Why did you think of making a lunch box for me?"

“…”

Kasugano Sora didn't want to pay attention to him. She was a little sleepy with her brother. After all, she was a little sleepy, and it was really comfortable.

There is a beach not far from Sobu High School. Sometimes the wind is very strong, but the wind will become quiet when it is about to get close, and it will blow past the two people as if it is afraid of disturbing them.

Kasugano Sora remembered the first time her brother showed her his abilities, the time he took her to practice, and the time he took her to fly secretly in the dead of night. At that time, there was always such a wind around him.

But after teaching me, he no longer taught me. Humph, if I had known, I would have learned more slowly.

As Qiong grew older, he began to understand the relationship between men and women. However, as soon as he showed any signs of it, You decisively distanced himself from him. There was no such thing as the shyness that adolescent boys should have.

Sometimes, when Qiong listened to the stories of Miyazono Kaoru teasing her boyfriend and saw her boyfriend being so calm in front of her sister's body, she was deeply shocked.

Humph! You say you're not interested, but what about those illustrations you mentioned? Where are your study materials? You're still afraid to show them.

Mu You looked at his sister closing her eyes to rest, and didn't know that she was planning to tidy up his room. He thought that such a quiet Qiong was really cute.

The cherry lips were pink and tender, and the slightly chubby face always made people want to pinch it. The small nose opened and closed, and the long eyelashes covered the eyes. Mu You watched quietly, and suddenly, the eyelashes moved slightly, and the whole person was bumped into a pair of emerald eyes.

"Does it look good?"

"nice."

"Do you have an urge to give a kiss?"

".....No."

"Ha, you hesitated!"

"I'm just wondering why you would have such an idea?"

"Don't change the subject," Qiong stretched out her green fingers and gently pressed against Mu You's mouth, "Okay, if it's You!"

Mu You didn't say anything, watching Qiong go from teasing to calmness and then to shame and anger, then turned around and took a bite.

"Ah! What are you doing!"

"Huh, I thought you were a piece of wood, but you actually feel pain."

"Didn't you just tell me to be quiet?"

"You...I..." Qiong stood up angrily and kicked him. What I meant was that I told you to stop talking nonsense and get started.

Looking at Qiong's back as she left angrily, Mu You followed behind with a wry smile, but he didn't care too much. It was not the first time that his adopted sister had teased him, but she had never been successful. She would just get upset every time, but it would be fine after a few days.

But this guy has become more daring. Is it because he joined the band? Mu You subconsciously licked his lips, then froze, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. What was going on?

---

After class, in the light music club, Qiong really ignored him, but because she was usually quiet and played with her phone, not many people noticed.

After a while, Yuigahama brought in a new face wearing a green sportswear. It was a young boy with gray hair, the Great Sensei's only true love - Ayaka Totsuka.

......

"Tennis, that sounds interesting, let's join in!" Fumio Miyazono hugged Yuigahama with full energy and suggested.

"Too many people isn't good either."

"It's okay. If we train together, the results might be better."

"That's right, Kousei, there's strength in numbers, so don't be lazy!"

"Is that the right thing to say here? You clearly just want to have fun."

"I want to duel with you!"

"Come on, come on!"

......

Miyazono Kaoru and Arima Kousei were bickering, Yuigahama was trying to mediate, the newcomer Totsuka Ayaka seemed a bit out of place, and the rest of the people were watching silently. They made a lot of noise all the way to the tennis court and started practicing.

Qiong, who had always been sticking to Mu You, ran silently this time with Yukinoshita, which attracted a burst of ridicule from Miyazono Kaoru, and then Mu You beat up Arima Kousei.

A few days later…

"Kasugano-san, aren't you going to practice today?"

"No, you guys go ahead, I still have some work to finish." Mu You said as he took out the notebook he brought from home.

"Okay then," Miyazono Kaoru looked at Qiong who was the first to leave, "but did you and Qiong have a conflict?"

"No?"

Mu You said it casually, not taking it to heart.

"Really, I'll go ask Qiong," Miyazono Kaoru said, becoming serious for once. "No matter what conflicts you have, I still hope that you can understand each other. That way, you can go further, just like me and Kousei. Well, this isn't quite accurate, but I believe you can understand what I mean."

After saying that, he left, leaving everyone looking at each other in confusion, and Mu You who was debugging the sample.

After everyone left, Mu You turned to look at the closed door and muttered with a headache, "What's the point of being considerate!"