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"A fan club? They actually exist?"
In mainland China's schools, if someone did something like this, it would definitely be posted on some wall and ridiculed.
"Yes! It also has a resounding name—Sumner!"
Su Qing: ?
"Wait, you just said you're the president of this fan club?"
"Bingo, oh dear, to be honest, I really went through a lot to become this president..."
"Disband it," Su Qing said succinctly.
"Nani?"
The person with the colorful feathers was completely dumbfounded, with a big question mark above their head.
"I mean, disband this weird fan club."
He's a good kid, but it's a pity he doesn't understand human speech very well.
Su Qing made this assessment in her mind.
"That won't do! Sumen is the faith of countless female students!"
Moreover, even if I disband, there will still be bicolor feathers and tricolor feathers!
Sumatra, live on!
Isshiki Hatake, like a devout believer, loudly declared her resolve, drawing attention from all around her.
"..."
Su Qing thought about it carefully for a while and found that what the junior schoolmate said actually made a lot of sense, so she stopped arguing with it.
In his mind, it was probably just a strange organization that the other party had set up on a whim, and she might be the only one in it.
Thinking about it that way, she's actually quite pitiful...
"Handkerchief, here's a new one for you?"
Su Qing gently waved her handkerchief and asked.
"No need, senior~ This is a gift from a fan to you."
Iroha smiled mischievously and said in a strange tone.
"That's fine then. Anyway, thank you for the handkerchief. I have something to attend to, so I'll be going now."
Su Qing put away the handkerchief and, without giving Isshiki Yu a chance to speak, left without looking back.
He originally just wanted to find a relatively quiet place with few people, but after the other party's commotion, the number of people seemed to be increasing.
Moreover, Su Qing felt that having such a junior classmate around made it difficult for her to rest.
Su Qing walked away gracefully without looking back, while Isseiyoku Feather, who remained standing there, was somewhat depressed.
"Oops... I forgot to ask my senior for his contact information."
Noticing that there were significantly more people around than before, Iroha Isshiki gazed at Su Qing's retreating figure, a smile returning to her face as she muttered to herself:
"Well, I'll ask my senior for it next time~"
"Considering the favor I did with this handkerchief, surely my senior wouldn't refuse to give me even an E, right..."
"However... Senior Su doesn't seem to be exactly the same as I imagined..."
Chapter 138 Confession Under the Old Locust Tree
The next two days were quite leisurely for Su Qing, despite participating in the relay race. The junior student named Isshiki Iroha never found her again after that day.
The only difference was that Mahiru came to see him much more frequently, and he didn't know if it was because he said that whatever she did was her freedom.
However, could it be that Mahiru has been holding back all along, and wanted to find me from the beginning, but didn't take action because she was worried about causing me trouble?
If it's Mahiru, it really does seem like something the other person would do...
Unfortunately, Su Qing's supposedly peaceful daily life didn't last long, and now he was being stopped by a strange woman.
However, strictly speaking, she wasn't completely unfamiliar with them; at the very least, they had met once before—she was the freckled girl that Su Qing and Mahiru encountered on the first day of the sports festival.
Following the other person off the playground, Su Qing stopped under the old locust tree behind the teaching building and asked:
"Alright, now you can tell me what's on your mind, right?"
Originally, Su Qing didn't want to pay attention to the other person, but the other person kept emphasizing that they had something very important to tell her, and that it couldn't be on the playground. After thinking about it, Su Qing figured she had nothing else to do, so she followed the other person here.
But here... I heard from others that this is one of the major confession spots at Soubu High School?
Su Qing looked up at the tall old locust tree and inexplicably thought of the one in the orphanage. Its branches were so thick and strong, and when the wind blew gently, it made a pleasant rustling sound, yet it also carried a hint of the frost of time.
"Um, I'm really sorry, but actually I need to talk to you about something."
Su Qing's attention was focused on the old locust tree. Although he caught a glimpse of the girl in front of him out of the corner of his eye, he thought she was just a passerby. So this girl was the real person.
"It's nothing, just tell me what's on your mind." Su Qing shook his head. It didn't matter to him, since he didn't know anyone there anyway.
"Go for it, Rena!" The freckled woman walked over at that moment, patted her shoulder lightly, and then quickly left.
After the freckled woman left, the girl named Reina took a deep breath and said, blushing:
"I...I'm Hoshino Reina from Class E, second year! I...I have something I want to tell you this time."
Hoshino Reina from Class E, Year 2?
In this situation, there's clearly only one possibility.
Su Qing sighed inwardly, not expecting that Mahiru had actually guessed correctly.
"Speak slowly, there's no rush." Noticing that the girl was stammering, Su Qing gently comforted her.
"Oh, okay. Thank you."
Rena was taken aback at first, then took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and said in one breath:
"Um, Su Qing, although what I'm saying might seem strange to you, I still want to say—"
I like you!
So, please be with me!
After the girl finished speaking, she bowed deeply and stretched out one hand, seemingly expecting a response from Su Qing.
Su Qing did not grasp those hands. Although there were certain cultural differences between the mainland and the island, he still knew what grasping those hands meant. He simply whispered:
"Get up first, I have a few questions for you."
"What...what do you want to ask?"
Upon hearing this, Rena raised her head and naturally withdrew her hand.
"You said you like me, can you tell me why?" Su Qing's voice was very calm, without any of the joy or trouble that a normal person would feel at such a sudden confession.
"Why, why?"
Rena seemed a little confused, probably not expecting Su Qing to ask that question.
"Well, we don't usually talk to each other, so we're practically strangers, right?"
"Yeah, I just think you're really cool. Your speech after the three-school joint exam was really cool, and your relay race these past few days was really cool too! And... and I think you're really gentle."
"Gentle? What do you mean?" Su Qing asked, puzzled.
"It was when you were explaining problems... I went to class C to visit a friend once and happened to see you explaining a problem to someone. I think I fell in love with you from that day on!"
"I've finished asking my questions. You... are very brave."
Su Qing looked at Rena, whose shoulders were visibly trembling slightly from nervousness, and said.
"Huh...brave?"
“You must have mustered up a lot of courage to confess to me, right? You’re very brave, aren’t you?” Su Qing explained.
“So…” Rena’s voice carried a hint of anticipation.
"But I'm sorry, I can't reciprocate your courage," Su Qing said apologetically, then turned to leave.
"Can you tell me why? Is it because you already have someone you like? Is it Shiina-san or Yui-hama-san?"
Rena took a few steps forward and pressed for an answer.
"It has nothing to do with them. It's just that I don't understand you, and you don't understand me."
Su Qing stopped and explained.
However, for some reason, the first thing he thought of after being confessed to was Mahiru and Yui.
Rena wanted to say something more, but Su Qing didn't give her the chance this time and quickly disappeared from her sight.
Standing there, Rena felt her eyes welling up with tears...
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"It seems that being too popular isn't necessarily a good thing."
As Su Qing turned the corner, a familiar, cool voice rang in her ears. She looked over and saw it was Yukino.
"You must have been confessed to quite a few times, right? By the way, you just watched the whole thing from the side?" Su Qing asked, staring at Yukino who was leaning against the corner wall.
"I just happened to come to the teaching building to pick up some materials, and I didn't expect to see you walking alone with a girl. I was worried that something might happen, so I stayed here to observe."
Yukino waved the paper in her hand and explained.
"What could possibly go wrong? It's not like I'm going to do anything drastic."
"No... I think it's more likely that the other party will do something."
After looking Su Qing up and down, Yukino finally spoke.
"..."
Su Qing was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected Yukino to think in that direction. It seemed that boys should indeed take care of themselves when they're out and about...
"So, you agreed?"
"You can hear me from this far away?" Su Qing was somewhat surprised. Could Yukino have some kind of talent called "absolute hearing"?
"I do know that the old locust tree is one of the famous places for confessions of love in our school, if it's not for confessions."
Could it be that they specifically called you over here just to invite you to have tea under the tree?
Yukino rolled her eyes at Su Qing and said.
"No, I refused."
"What's the reason?"
"Why are you asking?"
"As a reason to reject someone's confession next time." Yukino said this without batting an eye, clearly having her own considerations.
"He's already been rejected before the next person even appears. How pathetic."
Su Qing sighed, and because it was Yukino, he didn't hide anything and quietly explained the reason:
"She doesn't really know me; all she knows are a few aspects of me."
This kind of liking is like opening a blind box; it's essentially just gambling.
But I never gamble.
"To interpret liking something as gambling? That's quite an interesting way to put it."
Upon hearing this, Yukino burst out laughing; it was the first time she had ever heard such a metaphor.
"How about that? Can you elaborate on your reasons for refusing?" Su Qing shrugged and asked.
"I've thought about it, and I think it's simpler to just refuse," Yukino said, a beautiful smile curving her lips.
"You win." Su Qing had expected this to happen, and said indifferently.
In any case, what he told the other party was only the tip of the iceberg.
Noticing that Yukino's dark school uniform was stained with a few white and gray marks from leaning against the wall, Su Qing walked over to her and patted her gently a few times.
"Your clothes are a bit dirty in the back, let me pat them off for you."
"Oh... Ma, thank you for your help."
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