After the recording of the show, except for the members who ended the dormitory early due to academic problems, the rest of the people returned to the dormitory together.

As usual, Hoshimi first took his homework book and lay on the floor outside the bathroom to write hard, waiting for the birds inside to clean up their feathers, and from time to time he was forced to respond and make two noises to show his presence.

"It's meat! Asuka Saito! I'm not a carpet or a footcloth, why are you stepping on me! Hoshimi rubbed his buttocks, rolled over and sat up, his mercilessly discarded pen rolling down the floor to the bottom of the bed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see you, who told you to lie on the ground?"

"Don't you see that I'm such a big person? Are your eyes and glasses starting to fog up after a long time? Hoshimi gritted his teeth and looked at Asuka's snickering face hiding under the white towel, and walked over resentfully, ripped off the towel she had put on her head, and stared straight into her eyes.

"I ...... Who told you to ignore me just now, you didn't even hear the sound of me pulling the door so loud......" Asuka shrunk his neck, avoiding Hoshimi's gaze.

"Sit down." Hoshimi raised his hand to the side of his bed.

"What?"

"Let you sit down."

"Why! Give me back my towel, my hair is still dripping and my clothes will get wet in a moment! ”

Hoshimi ignored her pleas, just walked to the edge of the bed and stood still, silently waiting for her to walk to the edge of the bed and sit down with a wrinkled little face.

"Sit down, I'll blow your hair on you, and get some rest early today." As she spoke, she gently curled the bird's hair in her hand with a towel and dried the ends of her dripping hair.

Asuka propped her hands on the side of the bed, her legs dangling in the air one after the other, feeling the warm breeze of the hair dryer behind her, the wind was very gentle, not blowing her hair like usual, just gently brushing the tips of her ears and the back of her neck.

Asuka Saito remembered Hoshimi who was lying on the ground just now, and she stepped on her lightly, in fact, because of the anger of being ignored, she stood at the door and shouted Hoshimi a few times, but she only got a perfunctory "um" without raising her head. Since the last day off, Hoshimi has returned to the dormitory with a bag of homework books on his back, and the same tragic is Hoshino Minami next door, to be precise, Hoshino Minami was just affected by Hoshimi.

The star view when studying is completely different from usual, maybe the time of writing is completely different, the whole person exudes an indescribable calmness, and every word written is neatly converged. Hoshimi is also a quiet person.,Often play Rubik's cube、Sudoku and the like alone.,But there is no feeling that people don't get close to you when writing.。

Hoshimi held Asuka's hair in his left hand, and held a blow plane in his right hand to send wind to the palm of his hand, and his hair lay obediently on her hand, letting the warm current slowly take away the moisture, and the smell of shampoo was close to the tip of Hoshimi's nose.

Hoshimi reached out and touched the roots of his hair, and when he felt it all dry, he turned off the hair dryer and rolled up the thread and set it aside.

Asuka pursed her lips, raised her hand and touched the ends of her mischievous hair, looked at Hoshimi with some shame, and said thank you softly.

But before she could react, Hoshimi grabbed the dry towel on the side of the bed and threw it on her head, and Asuka, who was covered by the towel, could only understand by feeling that Hoshimi was frantically rubbing her head through the towel.

Asuka pushed her belly hard, bending her legs and trying to kick her away, only for her kick to blow into the air, and the shadow under the towel quickly disappeared.

When Asuka angrily ripped off the towel on her head, her hair, which was being bullied by Hoshimi, was messed up and exploded on her head. Annoyed, Asuka could only see Hoshimi scurrying out of the house, hear the door slamming shut, and Hoshimi's gloating victory speech.

"I'll go to the dance studio to practice first and then come back, don't wait for me, after all, Asuka's eyesight is not good, and if you don't rest well, you will age quickly, and maybe you will get old and dizzy tomorrow."

"Bang."

"The stars are not moving! You'd better not come back! ”

"Smack."

The door that was vigorously closed by Hoshimi was attacked by the towel again, and he almost cried.

Xingjian, who heard the roar of the birds through the door, couldn't help but laugh, the tiger is not threatening, do you think I am a kitty cat, she couldn't help but secretly slander herself.

On the surface, ninjas are actually wise men, and they know how to make their enemies let their guard down, while at the same time observing and seizing the right time to attack.

Refreshed, Hoshimi came downstairs, and was about to go to her "exclusive" practice room for evening class, when she found that the lights in the dance studio were still on.

Hoshimi, who is a thrifty housekeeper, couldn't stand such a wasteful initiative, and pushed open the door, and a familiar figure was practicing the movements he had learned a few days ago in front of the mirror.

"Nishino-san? Are you still practicing so late? Hoshimi was a little surprised and couldn't help but ask.

"Hoshimi-san." Nanase Nishino was stunned when she saw Hoshimi's sudden appearance, looking at her in embarrassment.

For the next two long minutes, the two of them kept their hands and feet stiff and stiff, staring at each other blankly. There was a dead silence in the air.

Hoshimi was the first to react, rolled his eyes, and hurriedly said, "Nishino-san only started to stay together recently, right?" Still used to it? ”

Nanase Nishino clasped his hands in front of him, nodded slightly, and did not speak.

"I haven't had a chance to speak before, I'm a star, please advise."

"Nanase Nishino."

The air condensed again, and Hoshimi's nervous fingers, still clutching the doorknob, rubbed back and forth against the iron handle.

"Then you keep practicing, I'll go out first."

"That...... Hoshimi-san, Hoshimi-san is also here to practice, right? If it doesn't matter if I'm here, I can go back first. Nanase Nishino asked nervously with his head down.

"It's okay, I'm usually in the dance studio next door at night, I came here when I saw the light here, and I thought I forgot to turn off the lights today. Nishino-san continues to train, don't worry about me. After saying that, Hoshimi glanced at her without leaving a trace, stepped back lightly, and closed the door gently with a half-bent body.

Back in the hallway, Hoshimi exhaled slowly, feeling that oxygen was suddenly abundant again. Thinking of the other party turning on all the lights, I can't help but want to go back and promote my own thrift rules. She stood outside the door and hesitated for a few seconds, decisively gave up the idea, and silently walked to her practice room.

"Everyone is working hard, we have to keep working hard." Hoshimi looked at the shadow of herself reflected in the lighted door and the corridor, and the long black shadow connected to her feet, and she silently cheered herself up.

Walking to the door, Hoshimi reached out and twisted the handle, and the door to the practice room remained motionless. She frowned and froze, and then twisted again in disbelief, still not responding in the slightest.

"What's going on?" She leaned in and knocked on the keyhole on the door, turned on her phone's flashlight, and pulled the door outward, seeing the rectangular bar between the door and the door frame.

"No, how locked up." Hoshimi, who was quite depressed, kicked lightly at the door, but he didn't want the old aluminum alloy door to clang, and even the door frame and wall next to it trembled.

"What's wrong?" The sound echoed through the silent, dark corridors.

And with that, there was the screaming of the girl.

"Ahh