[Flower card love] turned into a thousand winds

When the parents filed for divorce, it was the summer vacation of the first year of high school.Mahiru moved back to Tokyo with her mother, and her family name changed from "Yoshino" to "Yura" from her mother's natal family.

Although she boarded the JR line a year earlier than the expected school trip, Mahiru did not have much illusion about this unknown journey.

In Tokyo in August, the streets are filled with a pungent heat wave.

The cicadas in the park are noisy, and you can see the air-conditioning promotional signs of department stores and the advertising pictures of Disneyland's water game center everywhere.There is a big difference between this place and my father's hometown, with the grandeur of a metropolis.If it was in Shimanto City, the children in the country would not sit elegantly in a glass air-conditioned room and lick popsicles, but would wear straw hats and nets to catch insects in the fields.If you catch a precious butterfly, maybe you can go to the collector uncle in the shopping street to exchange for a can of marble soda, which is a great pleasure in summer.

The high school I attended chose Duli Ruize High School, which is the closest to my home.The monthly alimony given by his father could not afford to go to a more expensive private high school in the daytime, and his mother had to do odd jobs to maintain his daily living expenses.

This strange city made Mahiru feel terrified.

On the day I went to report to the school, an entrance exam was temporarily arranged in the afternoon.

In the summer campus, only the humming of cicadas remained.The sunlight projected from the gaps in the trees onto the desks, making a rustling sound.

The words "English make-up exam" were impressively written on the spotless blackboard. Near the window, there were a few people sitting sporadically, who should be senior students taking the make-up exam.

The classroom of Class One of Three Years looks a little old, and Mahiru sat in the last row, silently looking at the scorching sun.

"Feel sorry."

The voice came from a tall figure who stopped in front of the desk, and what came into view was a pair of clean male hands with manicured nails.He tapped on the desk naturally, and after Mahiru came back to his senses, he saw the coral-haired man smiling modestly in Mahiru's direction.

"I forgot something, can I borrow the following?"

"What?" Mahiru couldn't respond to his words for a while.

"This." He pointed to the desk in front of Mahiru, "It's my seat."

ah!Mahiru jumped up as if waking up from a dream: "I'm sorry, senior. I just came to Tokyo today, ah, no, I just transferred here... I don't know, that... I'm sorry."

Blunting a mouthful of Kanto dialect mixed with Shikoku dialects, Mahiru apologized incoherently, extremely ashamed.

He didn't blame him at all, but just pursed his lips and smiled, and started talking to her as if comforting a girl: "Transfer student? Isn't it the third grade semester make-up exam that will start here later?"

"Well, what is written on the blackboard seems to be true." Mahiru looked at the words "15:00-16:00 English Supplementary Examination" on the blackboard, "But the time and place of the entrance examination indicated on the notice I received are also true. That's right here."

"It's probably because there are not enough invigilators for the summer exam, so the new students are combined for the exam."

"Well."

"Don't worry, Ruize is very lenient in the entrance examination for new students. After all, even if the test is not very good, it will not affect the decision of admission. It is probably only because of the arrangement of the class system that it is so formalistic. take it easy."

Mahiru nodded politely, responding to his encouragement.

"Speaking of which, that guy wouldn't even be late for such an important exam."

"That rascal?"

"Nothing, sorry to bother you."

The way he frowns is also very nice.

About one-third of the thirty seats in the classroom were filled.The supplementary candidates of the third grade were all gathered in the front row, and the only one sitting side by side with Mahiru at the back was a boy dozing off on the table.

He buried his head with his back turned to Mahiru, hanging on the zipper of the backpack next to the desk, hanging a hand-embroidered bead string.

Connected together is SHINOBU in Roman tone.

Seeing that he was only wearing private clothes, Mahiru thought that he was probably the same as her, a transfer student who only transferred to Ruize from the second semester.

The boy's hands were hanging on the edge of the desk, with very slender and slender finger bones.The hair on the top of his head didn't seem to have been taken care of, and it looked a little messy.If it was in his hometown, in that small town where almost everyone knew each other, Mahiru would reach out and help his companion smooth out the mess without hesitation.But now, after hundreds of kilometers on the ground in transportation, everything in life makes her timid.

Thoughts were completely interrupted after the exam bell rang.

Mahiru took out her "Pirate Victory Mechanical Pencil", and couldn't help but recall the appearance of that senior who said "Don't be nervous" to her in her mind.

As he said, although this class is a make-up exam, the atmosphere of the exam is extremely relaxed.

Even the girl who rushed in from outside the classroom after the exam bell rang was only punished with a head-butt from the invigilator.And she stuck out her tongue, made a very cute "sorry" gesture, and hurriedly sat in the first row.

At that time, Mahiru suddenly felt that she was the "that guy" that the senior said.

Although she was only wearing a simple school uniform, it was difficult to conceal her outstanding appearance.

The chestnut hair reflected in the sun was tied up in a high ponytail, hanging behind the white neck.The curved shoulders set off the straight back, maybe because of regular sports, the muscles of the arms are tight and strong.She is a vigorous and healthy woman with a model face.

"Miyauchi-sensei is completely biased towards Ayase. Those who are late for the make-up exam should be judged as unqualified." The boy sitting in the second row raised his head, his tone slightly joking.

"Ah! Mr. Roubao has a bad heart, you are trying to drag me into the water."

"Anyway, you're going to repeat the grade, it's the same whether you make up the exam or not."

"I studied desperately last night. Look at my dark circles. Look, look. If I can't graduate from here with everyone, I will be very sorry."

"Review all night? I really envy Ayase, Mashima has sorted out the review notes for you."

"Hey, Taiyi also gave you a photocopy of the notes, Mr. Roubao."

"However, the photocopy version is more comfortable than the original version."

Is it really okay for a man and a woman in the front row to chat like a common gossip even though they are still taking the exam?

Mahiru, who was thinking this way, suddenly heard a loud "pop".

"Hey, you two!"

The invigilator's patience seemed to have reached its limit, "If you say one more sentence, you two will get zero marks in the exam today."

"Wow! Don't do it, Miyauchi-sensei! If you fail this exam, the next high school contest will be very dangerous!"

"Ayase-san, you'd better make it clear to me. Before that, you are still a high school student."

"Woo." The girl pursed her lips, and reluctantly turned her eyes back to the test paper.

The one-hour exam was finally successfully completed.The senior students walked out of the classroom in twos and threes, and the hustle and bustle in the corridor disappeared from near and far.

Summer school is really difficult to maintain popularity.Even students who go back to school for exams don't want to be in school once the bell rings.And some associations that are still requisitioning their activity venues mostly disperse when dusk approaches.

Evening to night is the peak time for high school students to work. I am afraid that the only thing left in a place like the school is the afterglow of the setting sun.

The promotional posters posted on the bulletin board were slightly crumpled, and the summer wind blew off a thin page.

The boy who hooked up to pick up the tissue paper stood like a sculpture in the corridor, and almost didn't realize that there was a girl standing one meter away behind him.

"How long are the songs?"

Through his shoulder, Mahiru saw these striking big characters written on the paper in his hand.

"I didn't expect there to be such a club here." The boy turned to face Mahiru, not seeming to be surprised at all.

"What kind of society?"

"do not know."

He answered concisely and crisply, and there was no trace of timidity in his eyes fixed on Mahiru.The string of handmade beads on the slanted satchel rotated in reverse in the summer wind.

The first rule of Shimanto City people is that if you are ready to start a relationship with someone, you must take the initiative to say hello to the other party.

"Yes, yes, my name is Yura Mahiru."

"Tamano Shinobu." He held out his hand to Mahiru.

Sure enough, the arms are slenderer than ordinary people. If I practice swimming since childhood, it should be a very good talent condition.

"Transfer Students?"

"Yes, I just moved to Tokyo from another county last month."

"Me too."

"Hey, is it also from another county?"

"No, it's a foreign country."

Ah, sure enough I am not on the same level.

While we were talking here, footsteps from far to near came from the end of the long corridor around the corner, and those voices seemed quite familiar.

"Ayase, do you still want to stay in the club next semester?"

"Of course! Before Sumire-chan and Tsukuba-kun become strong enough, it's my responsibility to help them. Besides, the first-year members haven't been recruited yet, have they?"

"Chihaya, what about your entrance exam?"

"that……"

"Is your answer only 'that...'?"

"If I had an empty head like Ayase's, I probably wouldn't be so troubled."

"Mr. Roubao, are you belittling me? Let's not talk about this, what about Taiyi? Taiyi, will you come to the club before the entrance exam?"

"Um……"

"What, your answer is only such an uncertain 'um...' Ah, I'm really disappointed in Taichi, okay?"

"At least I will definitely come when you are the queen."

"Eh?"

"After all, it's the last game of high school, isn't it?"

The conversation gradually became clearer, and a three-person shadow team appeared from the left side of the corridor, facing Tamano and Mahiru standing in front of the publicity board.

For a moment, the conversation stopped, and the two teams just looked at each other tacitly.

"what!"

The woman's scream cut a sharp knife-like hole in the frozen air.I saw her striding towards Mahiru and Yuye from the end, no, she was running.Then, stop at a distance of less than one meter.

Her beautiful eyes stared straight at the promotional poster Yu Ye was still holding.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Yu Ye seemed to be frightened by the menacing woman.

She clenched her hands into fists, swallowed hard, and said every word.

"Excuse me... are you a transfer student?"

Probably because he noticed two unfamiliar faces of Mahiru sitting in the back in the examination room.

"Ah."

"First grade?"

"Yes."

After Tamano and Mahiru answered her two questions briefly, her eyes suddenly released a strange light.

"Then please! Please join Utabe!"