After glanced at Ryosuke, he looked obviously migraine. Asahikawa was a little gloating: "Didn't close the window when I went to bed last night?"

Ryosuke looked at Asuka with his weak eyes and shook his head: "It's turned off, the air conditioner is not turned off, I've been blowing all night."

Good guy.

This is much more uncomfortable than blowing cold wind all night.

Liangsuke's personality is very clear. The thing he likes to do in Xia Tian is to blow the air conditioner with a quilt. He must have drunk too much last night, but he fell asleep when he got home and forgot about the air conditioner.

Put his hand back in his pocket and silently recited the system backpack. When Torikawa took out his hand again, he had already held a cool sticker in his palm.

"Give it, let's put it on your head, and you'll feel better on the road."

"How come you have this thing?" Liang Jie took the cool post and started fiddling without saying a word.

Asuka shrugged: "I also had a headache when I woke up in the morning. I thought you shouldn't be much better, so I'll bring you one more."

As soon as he put the thing on, Ryosuke shivered all over and exhale gently.

"It's really hard, it's much better."

Liang Jie was wearing a blue cool sticker on his forehead, and he became much more energetic.

Kubo, a big player in the distance, counted the number of people, and finally it was all.

Tickets were sent to everyone, and the (e) class officially started the study tour.

I don’t know if it was because the big Kubo was intentional. After getting on the bus, Asukao found that he could sit on the table of four people, and there were four of them.

When buying a vote and choosing a seat, I also considered that my familiar friends sat together. It is no wonder that this young man could be so careful, so it was no wonder that he could become a class monitor in the elite Rende charity school.

Although the family conditions of a wealthy Kubo family are not as good as those of other students and their appearance is ordinary, they are good at being good. For a boy, this is actually much more useful than appearance.

After all, this society depends on ability and connections, especially men who enter society. A high-education diploma and a skill in dealing with people can enjoy a lifetime of wealth.

As for appearance, just be careful about dressing up and don’t be too sloppy. How can a boy be too ugly after he gets familiar with him?

Anyway, among the many boys Akigawa knows, everyone is used to seeing them, unless there are some who are particularly handsome and outstanding.

For example, himself.

Ryosuke and Ami sit on one side, and Asuka and Haruna sit on one side.

Four people face to face, and the desserts prepared by Kamiya Kei for everyone were placed on the table.

"I haven't eaten the snacks made by my aunt for a long time. Well, it's delicious! I will definitely go to the store to take a look when I come back this time!"

Yamei forked a small piece of mango mousse with a fork and put it into her mouth, then held her cheeks with both hands and said happily.

Ryosuke supported his hands on the table, as if he had no bones, and he was relying on his forearm and elbow to support his whole body.

"You can't go empty-handed, bring some souvenirs from Ise City this time." Ryosuke took out his cell phone and began to search for the neighborhoods where they live. Where is the more high-end gift shop.

"I'm talking about Xiao Ming, why are you so obsessed with Ise Temple?"

Perhaps he accidentally caught a glimpse of Ise Khan while looking up the map, and Ryusuke asked without raising his finger.

"We have discussed this matter many times, and there is no result once, and this time will be no exception." Asakawa leaned on his backrest and was watching the full Chinese version of "Les Miserables".

System tasks and curses are top secrets, and even close friends cannot tell them.

Liangsuke looked at the four words "Les Miserables" in Chinese with the book sealed, and he didn't understand why this guy was so persistent in learning Chinese, and the key was that he learned it very well.

Where did he get so much time?

During his middle school years, Asuka Kawa was proficient in three languages: Chinese English and Japanese, especially Chinese. Asuka Kawaka even gave Ryusuke an illusion that his Chinese attainments were higher than Japanese.

But now is not the time to think about this.

"Is it because of the sacrifice?" Ryosuke looked at Ye Yingsang who was looking at the scenery outside the window and asked carefully.

If it was because of the sacrifice, wouldn’t this guy be afraid of causing trouble in the Shura field?

Liang Jie complained in his heart.

Asakawa moved his eyes from Ran Ajong who was stealing silver candlesticks in the book to Ryosuke's puzzled face.

His expression also became as confused as Ryosuke, "What kind of priest?"

"You don't know?" Liang Jie frowned and surprised.

"What do you know?"

"You really don't know about the sacrifices in Ise Temple?"

"We both face to face. Am I lie, you guy can't tell me?" Asaku raised the book in his hand angrily and made a gesture to beat him. Ryosuke's body, which was originally lying on the table like mud, immediately ejected and started, and opened the distance.

He realized that Asuka was not lying.

In other words, his close friend didn’t know that Yamazaki Ai would host the sacrificial activities of Ise Temple as the Ishiko?

Asakawa looked at Ryosuke's playful smile and frowned: "You guy, this expression is so disgusting, what are you thinking?"

"No, I didn't think about anything," Ryosuke stretched out his hands to stop Asuka, "I'm just thinking, maybe I should wish you a good memory for this school trip?"

Asakusa's eyebrows have not relaxed. He always feels that the little bastard Liangsuke has something important to hide from him.

However, he was too lazy to ask. He would take the initiative to share what Liang Jie was willing to say, and would not reveal a word if he didn't want to say anything he was beaten to death.

Should I check what happened to the sacrifices in the Ise Temple?

Asakusa was about to take out his cell phone, a strong light shook over, asking him to raise his hand to cover his eyebrows.

The train passed through the cave and saw the endless sea.

The sudden blue waves of the sea make Tori River feel a feeling of expressing feelings.

The wind blows the sea and the waves flow into your arms.

In a trance, he forgot to check what he wanted to use his phone to subconsciously hold the phone on the table.

Haruna was lying on the car window with star eyes.

Unless you are a person who lives by the sea all day, no matter how many times you look at it, you will feel a magnificent feeling reflected in your heart.

In the summer when the sky is clear, you can see a long distance of sea views from a specific location on the Shanyang Shinkansen.

Especially after leaving Odawara City in Kanagawa Prefecture, on the coastal route near Hakone Town, you can see the magnificence of the sea and sky line on the window.

But this scene can only be seen on Haruna. On the right side of the car, you can only see rows of low houses.

The train from Tokyo to Nagoya can only see the sea on the left.

In fact, the house is decorated very delicately and cute, but compared to the sea, it is obvious that these teenagers prefer the magnificent feeling.

So the teenagers on the train cheered in surprise and squeezed to the left of the train together, and were friendlyly invited back to the seat by the flight attendant.

"Do Haruna like the sea?" Asukara closed the "Les Miserables".

One of the great fun of studying and traveling is that on the road, people who can enjoy the scenery along the way can be called travelers, and those who only care about their destination are all puppets dominated by travel.

Sure enough, it is much more interesting to chat with your companions while enjoying the sea view than reading.

When can't you read a book?

But traveling is not something you can leave as long as you want.

"Yeah! I like it!" Haruna's little face was full of longing. She looked at the sea and murmured: "It would be great if she could go to the beach with Brother Asuka."

"There will be a chance." Asakawa smiled and looked at the sea, but he thought of the night when he confronted Chuluo.

"What an absurd and unruly memory... I remember that I seemed to hear the voice of Yamazaki's senior sister in the end?" Asuka murmured to himself.

Before he was shot and unconscious that day, he vaguely remembered that he was rescued by Yamazaki Yuma. Since Yamazaki Yuma has come, the voice of the senior sister I heard in my impression should be true.

After all, when he woke up from the operation, the first thing he saw was the senior sister who was accompanying the hospital bedside.

"I don't know where the senior sister is now and what she is doing?"

Holding the closed book with one hand and supporting his head with the other, Asuka looked at the sea outside the window, with friends and childhood sweethearts sitting beside him.

What I thought about was the ice daffodils far away in the sky.

The light shone on him, half bright and half dark, and the side facing Haruna was gradually shrouded in shadow.

Entering the next tunnel.
Chapter completed!