Today is the first day of the Sakuragi High School Cultural Festival.

The school gate facing Tokyo Bay is hung with colorful circus-like banners.

The students who were talking and laughing wore casual clothes today, and did not even bring schoolbags. They usually stared at their duty teacher with the eyes of the prisoners, but they disappeared today.

Instead, students in mutton suits are distributing leaflets.

Everyone is full of expectations for the upcoming cultural festival.

Ito Jianxue got out of the car and passed by the school gate. When she turned a blind eye to the flyer she handed over, she walked straight to the school building.

Wearing a school uniform, the skirt was not curled up, and even the bow was as neat as ever. We were dressed up like a schoolbag, which looked alternative today.

Her cold and arrogant expression would not make people disgusted, but would be even more seductive, and she took this posture for granted.

Itojian Xue didn't go to the classroom and would not hold a class meeting today, so she came to the Literature and Arts Department alone.

After two other members of the Literature and Art Department arrived, she said, "Let's go."

"Yes, OK." Shimaha, who had just walked into the club classroom, quickly responded.

"At least let me put the things down." Xiaoxin complained.

From the day the event was held with the Drama Department, Itomiyuki suddenly changed and became unexcited.

No personal feelings towards anyone or anything.

"Takanobu, wasn't it better not to agree to the drama department at that time?" Shimaha put his hand on his chest and looked at the back of Itamixue walking in front.

"Didn't she say that this is her working state? After today's performance, the Snow Queen will come back. Oh, no, she seems to be the Snow Queen now."

Shima Yu was amused by Konobu, but after seeing Yi Jianxue's lonely back, his eyes that had just raised his smile, sinking like a lake.

"I always feel that it's not just the reason for work." Her tone was hollow and confused, "Xiaoxue, she seems to be getting further and further away from us."

Xiaoxin lowered his head and said nothing, accusing her opinion.

For some reason, Shima Yu's eyes were sore and he suddenly wanted to cry.

In this lively campus, only Ito Mixue was neither happy nor angry.

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On the Ginkgo Avenue at the University of Tokyo, the leaves on the trees are no longer as bright as spring or summer.

Some are dark green, some are yellow-green, and some are orange-yellow.

"Dongda, your master is back." Yuan Qingsu opened her arms, stood in the middle of Ginkgo Avenue, and took a deep breath.

The eyes of students coming and going around him were exactly the same as the moment he was attacked by a crow in April, which was a long time ago.

"If ordinary people suffer from paranoia, the doctor will help them treat it. What should the doctor do if they suffer from paranoia?" Ji Gong Shiliuye asked Shen Lin Yuzi.

"I can only die." Shen Lin Yuzi prescribed a prescription that was ready.

Yuan Qingsu took off the ginkgo leaves that fell on the top of his head, rotated the petiole, and walked towards the two who pretended not to know him.

"Give it, autumn." He handed the fallen leaves to the two of them.

Ji Gong Shiliuye held the book in both hands, and today he is a well-behaved female college student.

Shen Lin Yuzi was about to reach out to pick up the ginkgo leaves, but she grabbed her hand and said to Yuan Qingsu: "There is only one piece, who do you want to give it to?"

Yuan Qingsu took back his hand, turned the petiole twice, raised his head and said to the Ginkgo Tree:

"One more?"

A piece of ginkgo leaves that matured early fell slowly under the gaze of the three of them.

Yuan Qingsu reached out to catch it.

He spread his arms slightly again and declared:

"I think I am not only the master of Dongda University, but also the king of the world, the master of heaven and earth, and the sentient beings."

"Let's go." Shen Lin Yuzi said to Himeguchi Shiliuye.

"Okay." Ji Gong Shiliuye replied with a smile.

"Hey, wait," Yuan Qingsu followed, "As witches, you didn't feel the guidance of fate just now? This is God's destiny to be together."

"Sorry, Mr. Yuan, we believe in science." Shen Lin Yuzi replied.

"Science" source Qingsu was in despair, remembering the fact that she used her mobile phone as a flashlight.

"I don't believe in science." Ji Gong Shiliuye said with a smile.

"It's still Xiaoyezi's love for me the most!"

"But you don't believe in fate."

"Then what do you believe?"

"I believe in you."

"When I write an autobiography one day, I will definitely write this sentence: "On September 28th, under the half-yellow ginkgo tree in the school, she smiled so sweetly on the 16th night, and it was a pleasant Monday morning."

Ji Gong Shiliuye smiled so happily that he couldn't help but hold Shen Lin Yuzi's arm.

"Not bad." Shenlin Yuzi commented.

"After all, I am a person who has taken French literature courses and read "Shakespeare's Poems." Yuan Qingsu held the three books "Physiology", "Medical English" and "Pharmaciology", and carried it behind her like a scholar.

"Shakespeare is British," said God Lin Yuzi.

"Of course I know this! I mean, I have studied French literature and read "Shakespeare's Poems", and the two are parallel!"

God Lin Yuzi looked lovingly, "I know you don't know which country Shakespeare is, so you don't have to show off."

"If it weren't possible to defeat it." Under the gaze of the two, the world's king, Yuan Qingsu, decided to endure humiliation and bear the burden.

When they arrived at the Literature Department, the two entered the building, and Yuan Qingsu had to continue walking forward.

"Young Master Qing."

Yuan Qingsu turned around and saw that Ji Gong Shiliuye was pressing his fingertips against his lips and giving him a blowing kiss.

Yuan Qingsu covered her heart with her left hand, looking like her heartbeat was about to stop.

"Haha~" Ji Gong Shiliu Ye was innocent and a little charming laughter, which made many people stop.

Yuan Qingsu also put his fingertips on his lips and gave her a blowing kiss.

Ji Gong Shiliuye clenched his fists with both hands, marking out his cute scream of excitement.

Yuan Qingsu was also amused.

This witch, no, goblin.

Continue walking forward and arrive at the territory of the Medical Department. Most of the students along the way met and greeted Yuan Qingsu one after another.

"Why haven't seen you for a long time?"

"I've taken leave to learn comics."

"comics?"

"Dragon Ball."

"Oh. How did you learn?"

"Come back and continue to study medicine."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Smile too exaggerated."

Originally, he was a friend of Yuan Qingsu, and Daoye no longer talked to him.

The classmates he is chatting with now don’t even have any contact information, and they won’t ask each other.

After class at noon, the three of them made an appointment to meet on the lawn in front of the "Yasada Lecture Hall".

The medical department is far away. When Yuan Qingsu arrived, Shenlin Yuzi and Ji Gong Shiliu Ye had arrived.

Beside the two, there was a girl as beautiful as a doll.

The delicate and smooth skin, the black hair spread across the shoulders, and the gentle temperament is the witches of Hokkaido Shrine, Liucaihua, who is known as the "Santhemum".

At this time, the sun was shining, and the lawn in front of the "Yasada Lecture Hall" was full of children playing.

These children and the adults who brought them all observed the three of them intentionally or unintentionally.

"Why are you here?" Yuan Qingsu asked about the black six-colored flower. He walked over and took away the eyes of most women.

"You helped Hokkaido, Lord Taige asked me to give you a reward. What do you want?" said Liu Chuanhua.

"I'll talk about it later, find a place to eat first." Ji Gong Shiliuye interrupted Yuan Qingsu who was about to speak.

Since we have to discuss things in the world of cultivation, we naturally cannot eat in the school cafeteria.

The four of them walked along Ginkgo Avenue towards the school gate.

At midday, the University of Tokyo has a cross-echo between modern and European architecture, forming a unique tranquil atmosphere.
To be continued...