Dubian Che had decided to go to the Shogi Club to claim the "Dragon King" title that had eluded him last year.

This had nothing to do with the 200 yen he lost last year.

"The wind outside seems to have picked up." As evening approached, Ichiki Aoi leaned against the window, gazing at the sky.

Yesterday at dusk, Tokyo's sky was an unusual shade of purplish-red, but today, although the sky appeared normal, the wind was strong.

"The school has sent a message," Xiaoquan Aonai said, holding her phone, "instructing teachers to organize students to end the Cultural Festival and leave school early."

"That's it for today then." Kiyono Lin put down the script, rubbing her temples with a slight weariness.

Her fair and delicate face, slightly fragile, was so beautiful it made one think: How could someone be so attractive.

"Everyone, be careful on the way. Dubian, Mayi, come wait in the office for me, I will take you back," Xiaoquan Aonai instructed before leaving the club to notify other students.

The remaining five people packed up their things and left the club.

Ichiki Aoi went to find the friends she usually walked home with, Kiyono Lin went to switch out the club keys, and went to the office with Mayi Asuka.

Dubian Che walked Jiutiao Meijie to the school gate.

The first floor was crowded, many students who had received the message early were changing their shoes, ready to leave.

Outside, the wind was strong, and as Dubian Che and the others went downstairs, the weather had turned gloomy, darkening the world.

A few boys rushed out all at once, their clothes immediately clinging to their bodies, ties flying.

"No way...cough, cough, cough!" It was impossible to talk in the wind.

They retreated back inside.

"What should we do? If we don't leave now, we won't be able to later!"

"I don't know how long the typhoon will last, it actually wouldn't matter if it ended before ten o'clock, don't rush."

Dubian Che and Jiutiao Meijie stood at the back of the crowd.

"Can the car get through?" Dubian Che asked.

Jiutiao Meijie took out her mobile phone, her hands slender and well-proportioned, very beautiful, but after all a girl's hands weren't big, making the already large mobile phone look even bigger.

She was just about to make a call, when a broadcast came through the loudspeaker.

Without any preamble, the broadcaster directly said:

"All students who have not yet left school, are prohibited from leaving! Please orderly proceed to the gymnasium!"

The message was broadcasted three times in a row, and just as the broadcast ended, several teachers including the sports teacher came over and closed the glass doors.

The wailing sound of the wind instantly became distant.

"Immediately go to the gym, use the second-floor passageway! No opening of windows or going outside!" the teachers announced loudly.

Students orderly changed back into indoor shoes, not scared but rather excitedly chattering as they walked towards the gym.

"Go back or stay?" Dubian Che asked Jiutiao Meijie.

The wind was strong now, but Jiutiao Meijie's modified car could handle it.

"Forget it." Jiutiao Meijie said languidly, "Commoners stay for refuge, I'll stay too to keep up appearances. Maintaining equality in the public eye is necessary, especially since it's not a serious typhoon."

"Staying by my side is the best option," Dubian Che said.

"To die together? Not letting me survive alone?" Jiutiao Meijie turned to ask him.

"That's not bad either."

The two walked toward the gym, Jiutiao Meijie using her mobile phone to inform her driver that she would return on her own.

In the corridor, the Student Council, Discipline Committee, and Cultural Festival Executive Committee were maintaining order.

Their walk to the gym was not yet complete when strong winds accompanied by large raindrops began to hammer down.

From behind the corridor windows, the loud sound of rain and wind felt like it was trying to tug the school building away.

The excitement among the students in the corridor heightened.

The laughter, the running back and forth, the loud shouts, and the rain hitting the classroom windows cascading down like waterfalls.

These noisy sounds, in the dimly lit enclosed campus, surged like the roar of the sea.

Looking into the distance, oak trees swayed in the storm, leaves scattered like wild grass, uniformly bending in one direction.

The Cultural Festival banners hanging above, over half were gone, only a few remained because they were caught in the branches, fluttering like ghostly shadows.

This scene quickly disappeared too.

The rain intensified, turning the view outside the windows into nothing more than a veil of rain, the outside scenery barely distinguishable, hidden behind the curtain of rain.

Everything in the world, as if holding its breath in this torrential windstorm.

Only the creaking of the windows and the screeching sound as the wind swept through the first-floor corridor could be heard.

"This is the first time I've seen such a big typhoon, I hope the power doesn't go out," Dubian Che said.

"Where's your 'Sunny Sky Doll'?" Jiutiao Meijie glanced at him.

"To make such a big typhoon suddenly disappear?"

The two chatted casually as they walked into the gym.

The second-floor corridor leading to the gymnasium, here there were indoor table tennis tables and other equipment.

They then went downstairs to the already crowded basketball court.

"First-grade, class one! This way!"

"Students of third-year class three, assemble here!"

"Everyone, please keep quiet, we are starting the roll call, respond when your name is called!"

The teachers tried their best to maintain order.

The two reached class two, year four; Xiaoquan Aonai and Kiyono Lin were already there, Mayi Asuka was also present.

"Everything okay?" Xiaoquan Aonai asked the two.

"Yeah, fine. How about you, teacher?" Dubian Che asked.

"I'm okay too."

"Hey, hey! Please everyone keep quiet!" The principal appeared on stage with a microphone.

"The school has received news that due to the strong crosswinds, the Tobu Line and Odakyu Line have already suspended operation."

"The transmission lines for Central Line and Yamanote Line were cut off by the typhoon, so the trains are not running. Additionally, the Keio Line and East-Yokohama Line have also stopped."

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