The sound of the wind, through the thick glass, still makes people feel cold.

She found it strange that Yuan Qingsu asked herself to inform him at the hotel, and after she notified her, the typhoon immediately came.

Monster? Or something else?

Ito Jianxue took out her cell phone and sent a message to Yuan Qingsu.

"Nothing." Yuan Qingsu replied, "At 9 o'clock in the evening, I'll be waiting for you at the intersection on the left of the hotel entrance."

Ito Jianxue was a little dissatisfied and didn't know what to hide from her.

Is it dangerous? Just like the Hokkaido trip in September?

The dissatisfaction disappeared and she began to worry.

Amid this worry, I had dinner with my classmates and washed it early. It was only seven o'clock, and there were still two hours before nine o'clock.

At 7 o'clock in October, it was already dark outside, and the whimpering wind was getting louder and louder, as if it was foggy.

Occasionally, you can hear the cans being chased by the wind, rushing around the streets, fleeing in a hurry, and making a clang.

"Oh, stop playing with your phone, come and chat."

"Okay, what are you talking about?"

“…who do you like?”

"How can I talk about this? In Natsume Soseki's words, I can't just say I like it. We should talk about 'Whoever thinks is handsome and which boy is good'."

"Hahaha!" The big bus shop was filled with the giggles of a sixteen-year-old girl.

Some of them lie down, with their young butts raised; some sit cross-legged, with their young feet moving; some bent their legs and knees pressing against their young breasts.

Sliding collar, exposed thighs.

No one cares about appreciating this paradise.

"Then let's talk about who is handsome and who is good."

"I think...Kawara is good."

"Kiwara, don't you think he's too noisy?"

"Then you must like Takahashi!"

"I don't like it! That nerd!"

"Who do you like?"

"I like it...not right! I think...Inoue is good~"

"Yuki! Yuka said she likes you!"

"Hey——, Yuka, although they are all girls, they have big breasts. You can try dating for a week."

"Wow!"

"Haha! Yuki, this scumbag!"

"Go to you!" Yuka threw the pillow in her hand towards Yuki Inoue, "I'm talking about Haruki Inoue!"

"It's Qinghui Jun, he's very handsome."

"Oh, don't you know? Kiyoshi and Rina from Class 2 are dating."

"Really fake?"

"That time I went to Tokyo with my mom and saw them holding hands and coming out of the movie theater in Shinjuku."

"Why are you paying attention to Qinghui? If you want to be handsome, I think I see the boyfriend of Ichi's classmate's most handsome, and Qinghui is far inferior to him."

"I see my classmate has a boyfriend?!"

"You didn't see it? Are you hugging each other at the school gate!"

"Oh my God! Tell me quickly, tell me quickly!" Many girls subconsciously hugged the quilt or pillow and looked at the man expectantly.

"It's better to let Izumi classmate himself say something better."

"Tell us a classmate~~"

"Xiaoxue!"

The whole girl in the class looked at Itamixue.

"He is..." Itoju wanted to speak but stopped.

She was not interested in this topic and just wanted to explain the relationship between the two, but after she opened her mouth, she didn't know what to say.

What is him?

Brother-in-law? That's fake.

Brother? Not either.

Friend? It seems that it is not right.

"I'll buy some drinks." She stood up and walked out of the door.

"We made her angry?"

"Maybe it's shy."

"Miss, you have a temper, you are arrogant and look amazing than anyone else."

Throwing these sounds behind his head, Itomixue walked alone in the corridor.

Without the sound of girls chattering, the sound of the wind became clear again, and it even sounded a little scary.

Itomi Xue came to the first floor lobby. Due to the order of the Meteorological Bureau, the hotel was closed, so the waiter at the counter was not there.

Outside the hotel's thick glass door, there is a rich night color.

The lights in the hall seemed to be afraid, and they hurried in front of the door tremblingly, not daring to go deeper.

Itomixue bought a bottle of green tea from a vending machine. When she turned the bottle cap, she looked at the wall clock on the wall at 8:13.

She sat on the sofa, sipped her sip, and watched quietly.

At 8:30, she finally couldn't help it, thinking that maybe Yuan Qingsu would arrive early and left the hotel.

The blocked door does not hinder her who already possesses divine power.

As soon as I went out, the strong wind did not seem to be blowing, but hit someone's face, and even his breathing stopped.

The divine power like white mist in the mountains was surrounded by his side, and Ito Jianxue felt much more comfortable.

Looking at the strong wind raged, the dark and foggy streets, she hesitated for a moment, stepped out of the lights in the hall, and walked into the night.

Just as she left, Shimaha and Takanobu came down from the building and walked into the hall.

"It seems that the plan cannot continue smoothly." Shimaha threw himself on the sofa, which was where Itamiyuki had just sat.

"There is no way, who would have thought that a typhoon suddenly came?" Xiaoxin bought two bottles of hot drinks and handed a bottle to Shimaha.

"Thank you." Shimayu took it, and moved to the side at the same time, allowing Koshino to sit down beside him.

Shima Yu held the drink in both hands and said, "If the typhoon continues, tomorrow's freedom will definitely be cancelled. I can't relax with Xiaoxue."

"I think she's in a good mood recently." Koshino shrugged and took a sip of the drink.

"But," Shimahara looked at the bottle cap of the drink, "I always felt that she was getting more and more out of the crowd with us, like... walking alone a long way from us."

"What is that?"

"I don't know, I just feel this way."

"You just like to think randomly, don't worry."

"......Yeah." Shimaha smiled, unscrewed the cap and took a sip.

The warm liquid slid across her throat and dispelled the anxiety from her heart.

The two changed the topic and started chatting shyly.

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The place where the lights are rumbling in the distance is the agreed intersection.

This intersection is very small and is a road in a residential area.

There are four cross angles, namely residence, residence, flower shop, and a small private bookstore called "Joan Shan".

Ito Jianxue walked under the street light, which was next to the door of the flower shop.

"Xiaoxue?!"

"Too slow..." Itomi Xue's clear eyes widened and looked at the trio walking out of the fog.

A slim figure, a rabbit with a gentle face and strong eyes; a carp like a housewife.

The three of them had no divine power, and although they were wrapped tightly, they were still trembling by the wind.

"You..." This time Itami Xue didn't finish her words.
To be continued...