Out of the school gate, Nengnian Rena rode a bicycle and pedaled along the ramp for a while.

As we enter May, the weather suddenly becomes hot. After a day of exposure, the holly on the side of the road was still drooping, looking spiritless.

Just like yourself. Nengnian Lingna thought a little self-defeatingly.

But it's not for nothing that she spends Golden Week at home in Hyogo Prefecture, and she hasn't been able to lift her spirits since returning to Tokyo. I was often distracted in school, and my acting classes were always criticized, and I didn't even get a passerby role in an audition organized by a TV station.

Looking back on my performance during this time, I was depressed, unresponsive, and lacked interest in even facing my favorite dessert before. She couldn't help but wonder if she had the legendary May disease.

Thinking wildly, he still couldn't raise the speed under his feet, and just rode his bicycle slowly.

Speaking of which, I will graduate from school next year, what should I do then? With my academic performance, there should be little hope for getting into college. But if you want to continue to be an actor, now it's just a small role that no one cares about, and you can't see much possibility of becoming famous. Coupled with the attitude of the office, if you want to become an actor comparable to Yui Aragaki, you can only rely on an ethereal miracle.

But if you don't know what to do if you are not an actor. Although returning to their hometown in Hyogo Prefecture is also a way out, when they met with their former friends during the holidays, they asked when they would be able to lead in film and television dramas.

Thinking of this, Nengnian Lingna couldn't help but sigh: "Ah... What the hell should I do? ”

However, as soon as the words came out, they were swept under the wheels of a passing car, crushed and disappeared. Only a passer-by wearing headphones next to him looked over with a strange look.

Nengnian Rena hurriedly accelerated to shake him off.

After a long time, he looked back and saw that the man was no longer visible, so he relieved himself and returned to the state of moving forward slowly.

She was already familiar with the road to work after school, and knew the next route even if she didn't look at any directions. Just continue east, turn at the intersection of Kita-Shinjuku-chome, and walk south for another five minutes, and you will arrive at the bakery where you are working.

However, if you continue to the south, walk for an extra five minutes, and you will arrive at the morning study...

So, do you want to go?

After hesitating all the way, the bakery's sign was already in front of her, and the store manager, who was standing outside to change the billboard, also had his hands free to greet her.

"You're here."

Nengnian Reina slowed down, put her fingers on the brakes, and with a slight pinch, the bike would stop. Then it's time to work, dinner, go back to the dormitory, and spend the same day as yesterday.

And after that? Nothing will change, right?

That being the case, then... Do you want to check it out?

Although he hasn't decided yet, his feet have unconsciously sped up.

"Store manager, I'm taking leave today!"

"Oh? Oh. ”

Rushing through the bakery, a sense of freedom that broke free enveloped her, making her a little faster.

Although she had never been there, she was already familiar with the next route because she had imagined it countless times in her mind.

Just continue south, turn north at Kitasando Station and walk a short distance!

Passing through the otherwise static air, the rising wind blew her bangs away, and the bow tie of her uniform became baggy. But I can't care about any of this, because it's coming soon!

Shake off the pedestrians on the street, rush through the intersection you just stopped at the moment of the traffic light change, and deftly turn around one bend after another. Finally, under the fiery red sky that seemed to be about to burn, she saw the small white building with the words "Morning Study" hanging from it, standing quietly in the shadow of the building next to it.

But when she was approaching the end, Nengnian Rena unconsciously slowed down.

What are you going to say in a moment?

Just like Ai Hashimoto said that day, there is a high probability that Shimizu-san will not be there, and the only one who can be seen is the editor. But even editors don't just reveal the contact information of writers, right?

Not even readers.

Or... Say you're Shimizu-san's sister? Rena Shimizu?

No, no, no...

Stimulated by inexplicable shame, Nengnian Lingna repeatedly denied this plan in her heart. The name is so... It sounds like he's already a member of the Shimizu family.

The bright sky turned a heavy orange, and the shadow of the bicycle dragged long on the asphalt. Left and right couldn't think of a better way, Nengnian Rena held her cheeks of the same color and temperature as the sunset, and decided to try it first.

He pulled out the mirror to fix the bangs that had been stuck together with sweat, tied the bow tie that had become baggy, straightened the hem of the white shirt, smoothed the corners of the light gray plaid skirt, and raised the black stockings just enough to cover the calves. Finally fully prepared, Nengnian Rena tapped the ground with her small leather shoes and stepped on the steps leading to the morning study on the second floor.

It didn't take much time to take a short flight of stairs, and after a moment of trance, she was already standing in front of the door of the morning study. There was a conversation through the door, and I couldn't hear it clearly.

Taking a deep breath to calm her heartbeat, she raised her hand and was about to knock on the door, but the doorknob turned first, and someone was about to come out.

She held her breath for a moment.

However, it wasn't the person who flashed through her mind for a moment. What came out was a beautiful woman, who looked about thirty years old, with exquisite makeup and bright clothes, like a model in a fashion magazine who came to reality.

"The coffee shop is downstairs."

The man's voice was as soft as expected.

Nengnian Lingna was stunned for a few seconds before she reacted, and hurriedly waved her hand and said, "That... No, I'm looking for someone... It's a morning study, right? ”

The beauty blinked, as if a little curiosity had arisen in her heart.

"That's right, it's the early study. But who are you looking for? ”

"Hmm... Is there a writer named Toru Shimizu here? You don't have to see him in person... That one... I wonder if you can tell me his contact information..."

Stumbling, finally finished saying this, Nengnian Lingna breathed a sigh of relief, but noticed that the beauty didn't give an answer, just raised her eyebrows, and looked straight at herself with a very interested gaze.

Feeling her gaze sweeping over her face, Nengnian Lingna couldn't help but take a half step back, tilting her head slightly weakly.

was hesitating to say the setting of "Sister Toru Shimizu", and the beauty had already withdrawn her searching gaze.

I saw her turn around and open the door, lean into the door, and shouted in a voice of "I'm curious": "Qing Shui-kun, someone is looking for it, it's a female high school student I haven't seen before." ”

Nengnian Rena couldn't control her heartbeat anymore, and even if she breathed deeply with all her strength, it was useless.