Fourth floor, third floor, second floor, first floor, the aerial corridors had people leaning out and looking up;

In the teaching building on the right side, next to the aerial corridor, students preparing for class activities were gazing out of the windows;

A large group in the courtyard were laughing as they looked at the fifth floor aerial corridor.

"We can't lose to just him!" Shouts rang out from the courtyard, followed by the choir's voices, loud enough for everyone circulating the courtyard to hear.

Ichiki Aoi gritted her teeth, then closed her eyes, threw back her head, puffed out her chest, and yelled at the dusky sky.

"a! e! i!"

"Ichiki! Keep it up!" girls from the Wind Instrument Club waved her way.

Kiyono Lin looked at Dubian Che, then at the shouting Ichiki Aoi, "Focus on feeling it in your abdomen."

"Yes!"

The drama rehearsal proceeded smoothly.

In the Shinjuku District, towering buildings shone brightly under the sunset, their glass walls reflecting blinding light.

When that light disappeared, Monday's practice also wrapped up.

"Meet in the sewing room after school tomorrow, everyone try on their costumes, and if there's anything off with the size, let the Handicraft Department fix it immediately."

"Alright."

"Dismissed."

"Good work!"

Having changed shoes at the locker, they planned to have lamb today.

Around the grill was a circle of vegetables, potatoes, mushrooms, bean sprouts, onions, asparagus, and more;

In the middle, there were lamb loin, outer loin, neck meat, ribs, tongue, etc.

The thin loin, slightly yellowed on the surface from grilling, dipped in sauce, and popped into the mouth.

As soon as she bit down, her hand couldn't wait to grab the tongs for the second piece.

The outer loin was larger than the loin, its edges ringed with white fat, sizzling and fragrant under the charcoals.

Sprinkled with salt and cumin, everything, including the chopsticks, seemed edible.

"Cheers!" Dubian Che raised his ice-cold cola.

"Cheers!" Ichiki Aoi was the first to echo.

She eyed Mayi Asuka, ready to clink glasses with her.

Mayi Asuka picked up her juice, her glass aiming straight for Dubian Che.

When her glass met Dubian Che's, Ichiki Aoi hurriedly brought her cup close with both hands.

"Wait, hold on!" Akiko filled drinks for herself, Xiaoquan Aonai, and Kiyono Lin.

Jiutiao Meiji nonchalantly picked up her glass, just clinking with Dubian Che's.

"Lead actress, you say something!" Dubian Che told her.

Jiutiao Meiji rolled her eyes at him and said, "Here's to the success of the drama."

"Success! Cheers!"

"Ah—" Akiko sighed contently, barely setting down her glass before exclaiming, "Ah! The ribs are ready! Eat! Eat!"

"Akiko, I want one!" Ichiki Aoi eagerly held out her plate.

"Wait," Miyazaki Mieko intervened, picking up sliced lemon, "Sprinkle some lemon juice, there."

"Thank you, Teacher Miyazaki!" Ichiki Aoi, unconcerned about dirty hands, grabbed the bone directly and tore off a big bite.

"Mmm mmm!" Sauce smeared on her lips, her legs in a pleated school skirt kicking under the table, "Delicious! Delicious! Sister, teacher, so delicious!"

Dubian Che wrapped a napkin around the bone and passed a rib to Jiutiao Meiji.

He watched Jiutiao Meiji bite with her appealing, rosy lips, swallowing his saliva, unable to tell if it was the ribs or her lips that were more enticing.

Having enjoyed the "work meal," Kiyono Lin and Ichiki Aoi and the group of three including Xiaoquan Aonai and Mayi Asuka drove back to Shinano Town.

Dubian Che followed Jiutiao Meiji to her villa in Shinbashi.

In the car, Jiutiao Meiji crossed her sleek, elegant legs, arms folded, giving Dubian Che a cold, scrutinizing laugh.

"What's wrong?" Dubian Che asked.

"You wouldn't come to my place if it weren't for that, right?"

"The opposite, actually. Every time I come over, I can't help myself."

"Sweet talker, you think I'd believe you?"

"Then let me prove it to you!" Dubian Che declared emphatically, "I won't do anything tonight!"

"And if you do?" Jiutiao Meiji asked with a sly smile.

"If I do, then let..." They were just driving past "Shi Valley," "let this bridge collapse."

"Stop! If you do, you're not allowed to exercise tomorrow morning."

"Then you're surely set to lose."

Dubian Che was confident in his self-control. Initially, when Jiutiao Meiji kissed him in Ochazuke, he even found it objectionable.

Upon reaching Shinbashi, they strolled among the closely packed bookstores, and Dubian Che purchased a set of "Nagai Kaoru's Selected Works" published by Iwanami Bookstore.

"See, I'll be sleeping with these tonight," Dubian Che boasted.

"Don't rush," Jiutiao Meijie was confident.

"Are you going to resort to that ultimate move from Izu?"

"Not to that extent yet."

At nine o'clock, the two returned to the villa.

Dubian Che went to shower first. After emerging, he lazily collapsed onto the big, soft bed and casually grabbed "Hell's Flower."

"Aren't you going to make a move?" Jiutiao Meijie asked with a smile.

In the past, after Dubian Che bathed, he would usually embrace her with kisses and hugs, often leading to a second trip to the bathroom together.

"A mind devoted to reading can overlook even the most beautiful women as mere wildflowers of spring."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Whether she's here or not doesn't make a difference."

"Let's see how long you can keep that up," Jiutiao Meijie murmured as she got up and went into the bathroom.

The bathroom was notably spacious with a high ceiling and steam filling the air; she indulged in a comfortable bath for quite a while.

Hearing the footsteps of Jiutiao Meijie, Dubian Che diverted his attention from the book and glanced over.

Jiutiao Meijie wore a black Western-style nightgown, revealing just a hint of her full, fair chest, with the sash tied loosely around her waist.

Her hands were tied up in her hair, and as she raised her arms, her waistline appeared even more graceful, exuding a charming allure.

Dubian Che felt a surge of heat within him; normally, Jiutiao Meijie would already be playing the elder sister role by now.

"Humph, it's just a black nightgown," he muttered, lowering his head to continue reading.

"You dare to look at me again."

"You could strip naked and I wouldn't feel a thing."

"You say you feel nothing without even looking? Or are you just scared?"

"What difference does it make if I look at you again? My disciplined heart is tougher than a peach pit."

Dubian Che lifted his eyes to look at Jiutiao Meijie, then his heart began to pound wildly.

Jiutiao Meijie hadn't done anything; her nightgown was still perfectly intact, her hands not yet done fixing her hair.

She simply rubbed her knees together.

Dubian Che set down the book by Nagai something-or-other and slowly stood up.

"Weren't you not going to do anything?" Jiutiao Meijie teased with a laugh.

"I'm not, absolutely not. It's just getting late, time for bed."

Dubian Che turned off the light and lay down in bed, pulling Jiutiao Meijie close.

Jiutiao Meijie snuggled into his chest, her nose pressed against it.

Dubian Che's left hand stroked her hair, while his right hand lifted her nightgown and reached toward the middle.

"What are you doing?"

"Massaging."

"Can't really trust a word you say."

"Most can't be trusted, but not when I say I love you," murmured Dubian Che as he gently stroked.

"'I swear to Goda High School, to Shibuya Station, to everyone! Meijie, I like you the very, very most!'—Who said this?"

"What does what Dubian Che did last May have to do with me now, in September?"

"Stop moving," Jiutiao Meijie slightly frowned.

"I've recently read a book that mentioned that women who get excited before sleep have a calming down period afterward that fills with a sense of happiness, which helps relaxation and sleep, allowing for a deep and steady sleep. I'm doing this for sister's good."

"What book?"

"A very proper one."

With that, Dubian Che's fingers seemed to be sucked in as he slowly penetrated her.

Jiutiao Meijie pressed tightly against Dubian Che's chest, slightly gasping.

After enjoying with her eyes closed for a while, she opened her eyes and asked, "What do you think love is?"

"Are you starting to ponder such profound questions now?" Dubian Che laughed.

"Tell me."

"Giving water to the flower you love."

"That doesn't sound romantic at all."

"Love is like a praying mantis."

"What?"

"Even if eaten, it still mates with the female; that is love," said Dubian Che, adding, "Poor males, grand love."

Jiutiao Meijie laughed, pushed Dubian Che's hand away, did not take off her nightgown, spread her legs, and straddled him.

"My poor male, I'm going to devour you right now!" She smiled.

She slowly swallowed Dubian Che into the soft mire.

Twisting her waist, her long hair falling straight down, continuously tantalizing Dubian Che's neck and shoulders.

A warm, moist, and hazy night ensued.

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