After lunch break, the three people from the Literary Club dispersed and returned to the classroom. They gathered here at night when club activities were held.

...Why is Chiba coming again?

The beautiful idea of ​​being alone with Mei Hoshino was shattered again. After Kyono Yuki greeted the two girls, he lay quietly on the long table and continued to write the story of the three questions.

Quiet is the theme song of the Literary Club Activity Room until Chiba Hualien breaks it again:

"President Hoshino... I suggest you invite Shirakawa to join the literary club as well."

"Shirakawa?"

Mei Hoshino looked up from the book in confusion when she heard the sound.

...Wait a minute, Chiba?

"That, I don't think it's necessary..."

Kyono Yuki expressed his opinion as soon as possible, and at the same time turned his head to look at Chiba Hualien, and signaled her with his eyes not to continue:

...Why should Shirakawa Mitsuki also be brought into the literary club? How can I let myself guide them in that kind of Shura field? The essence of the tactic is to defeat them one by one!

and……

Yuki Kyono, who had just experienced Shura Field in the atrium during lunch break, was really unable to cope with it.

But Chiba Hualien seemed to have thought of some good idea, ignored Kyono Yuki's eyes and happily showed her skills to Mai Hoshino:

"Yes, it's the transfer student who tied for the first place with Kyono this time, Shirakawa."

“Yes…”

The first grade or something seems to have no feelings for Mei Hoshino, and the girl's face is still a calm expression.

Yuki Kyono felt relieved and sad:

Rest assured, Mitsuki Shirakawa's first place seems to have no attraction to Mei Hoshino, and it is precisely so sad that he has no special advantage in his first place.

... Speaking of which, Hoshino's admission exam was the first, and the weekly tests afterwards did not seem to be ranked high.

"Don't you think it's very interesting for both of the two top school grades to be in our literary club?"

"Shirakawa failed to get the full mark, but he was deducted points in Mandarin."

...I was careless about mathematics and a multiple-choice question.

"It's just one or two points missing, that's also very powerful!" Chiba Hualien recommended again.

“Yes…”

Hoshino Mei's beautiful little hand was held with her, and the second joint of the index finger pressed against her lips, and she fell into deep thought:

"...It turns out that both of them who ranked first in the grade entered the literary club, which is very interesting."

"No, this..."

Yuki Kyono was stunned and looked at Mei Hoshino's rare serious expression: "...Indeed, it may be an interesting thing."

At least you can imagine that those guys who like to make fun of themselves will spread rumors in their class.

"Dongdong".

A very gentle knock on the door interrupted the three of them.

"Please come in." Mei Hoshino responded.

The door of the activity room was pushed open, and the first to step into the field of vision:

It is the girl's white soft silk fabric, which wraps her white, tender and symmetrical slender legs, followed by her entire petite figure and full curves. Finally, the focus of her eyes will naturally shift to the girl's white hair and red eyes as beautiful as rubies.

"Hello, is it Hoshino classmate? I want to join the Literature Club."

Mitsuki Shirakawa stood at the door of the activity room, and the afterglow of the sunset in the floor-to-ceiling window rendered the girl full of dreamy beauty.

...What is this!?

Kyono Yuki looked at Chiba Hualien obscurely, but Chiba Hualien shook her head slightly at his amplitude.

...It seems that it was not guided by Qianye Hualien.

Is it really such a coincidence that there are hundreds of club information that Teacher Momoguchi gave to Mitsuki Shirakawa, but he happened to choose the literary club he was in?

"Yes, the Literary Society welcomes any newcomers to join."

Mei Hoshino smiled faintly and once again told the story of the three questions.

"Yeah, I get it."

Shirakawa Mitsuki passed by Kyono Yuki. By chance, the two of them looked at each other again.

Deep black eyes and gorgeous red pupils.

Keep walking, bypassing the first place of Hoshino Meiyi, Shirakawa Mitsuki sat directly opposite Yuki Kyono with her back facing the floor-to-ceiling window.

...Shirakawa Mitsuki, at the beginning of that day, his life changed completely and accelerated, you and me...

Yuki Kyono smiled gently at her and then buried her head and continued to write.

The daily life of the literary club has returned to peace again.

When the afterglow of the setting sun became deeper, Kyono Yuki observed the activity room again with his eyes:

There is only the honor exhibition stand on one side of the room, with a small number of school magazines displayed there, and no books can be seen elsewhere. As a literary club activity room, the luxurious decoration or comfortable solid wood seats look more like a leisure room that is casually drinking afternoon tea.

...Then let's test it.

"Student Hoshino, does the Literature Society have no collection of books of its own?"

"Yes, they are all placed in the small library in the inner room."

Mei Hoshino turned her head and looked at Yuki Kyono with her transparent red eyes: "However, many of them are collectible editions with collection value, and the number of books is far from comparable to that of the school library."

...It turns out to be so.

"So can you help me find some romantic classics? I want to refer to them carefully and find some inspiration."

Kyono Yuki's smile deepened: "After all, I am not a formal member of the Literature Society, so it is not convenient to enter the small library."

Chiba Hualien looked here with a cute smile, while Shirakawa Mitsuki seemed to have never heard of her writing.

"Yeah, I'm almost running out of my letter paper."

"So please, please choose three works with different styles and unique features."

Mei Hoshino nodded steadily with a faint face, saying that she could, and walked into the inner room.

...How long can it take to protect Mei Hoshino? It is best not to have too much hope.

Thinking of this, Kyono Yuki got up naturally, walked around the semicircle at the head of the long table, and walked towards Mitsuki Shirakawa opposite.

Holding one hand on the desktop of Mitsuki Shirakawa's face, Yuki Kyono's other one-handed inserting the bag, showing a charming and handsome smile:

"Miyue, I didn't expect you to be interested in literature as well."

“…”

The pen in Shirakawa Mitsuki paused, raised her head, and looked directly at Kyono Yuki, which was as beautiful as a gem.

This scene seems to have evoked ripples deep in some memories of Kyono Yuki:

"The falling cherry blossoms slowly falling with the wind are falling all over the sky. Under the little cherry tree, I also supported the trunk with my hands and looked at the beautiful red pupils who were close to me."

...Ah, so that's how it is... That night, I also tried Shirakawa Mizuki, and was attacked by her subordinates and took to the secret room, and then...

As the memory moved, Yuki Kyono couldn't help but look at Mitsuki Shirakawa's chest, and supported the collar of the uniform very plumply.

...It is obviously a petite figure.

"Class Kyono, are there any intimacy between us... to the point of calling us by our name?"

Yuki Kyono did not respond immediately, but looked around:

... Very good, there is no man in black, here there is only a petite and beautiful girl with white hair and red eyes.

Only Qianye Hualien seemed to be attracted by the movements here, and looked over with her big and lively eyes curiously.

Kyono Yuki looked at Shirakawa Mitsuki again, and her smile on her face became even brighter:

"Yes, hasn't our relationship been unbreakable long ago?"

Yuki Kyono leaned over and approached Mitsuki Shirakawa's ears. He whispered softly as he smelled the faint fragrance emitted by the girl's white hair:

"...After all, Mitsuki, have you met me honestly?"

...In that black nightmare...

The warm and soft touch memories seem to return to their fingers. The fair skin, the perfect waist curve, the plump breasts, and the most perfect slender legs wrapped in white silk, the fleshy socks, the small and delicate feet, the vague fleshy ankles and knees, everything is so perfect.

Kyono Yuki opened a small distance and looked straight at Mitsuki Shirakawa's face at close range.

The petite girl with a little iceberg beauty seems to recall the memories of a certain night, with a faint red color between her eyebrows and eyes.

Seeing Mitsuki Shirakawa's performance, Yuki Kyono's heart sank slightly, confirming again:

...At nights when the black wounds are burning and painful, all the nightmares I have had are real things, not just false dreams.
To be continued...