"Hello classmates, where is the school magazine from previous years?"

Standing in front of the rental desk in the campus library, Fujiwara asked the girls on duty.

"If it's a school magazine that's been around for the last three months, it's here."

The girl pointed to the tiered newspaper display at the right end of the circular rental table.

"If it was a long time ago, it would be in the thirteenth cabinet in the middle, counting the third row from top to bottom."

"Okay, thanks."

Fujiwara wasn't stupid enough to borrow from a recent publication, so he walked straight to the neatly arranged bookshelves behind him.

From the thirteenth bookcase suggested by the girl, he flipped through the newspaper he wanted with the campus scenery, and then sat down on the table on the side of the bookcase for reading.

Spread out the newspaper and look at each of the articles found on it, and then, Fujiwara Suke realized that they were writing about cherry blossoms, cherry blossoms, or cherry blossoms.

It's not that these authors colluded to write about cherry blossoms together, but this Qingteng private high school, whether it is next to the road in front of the school gate, or in the flower bed next to the playground, or behind the recliner in the park, as long as there are green plants inside and outside, no matter how big or small, there must be a cherry blossom tree, so if you want to write about campus scenery, you can't do without it.

Fujiwara also writes about cherry blossoms, but he decided to do something different, not only about the scenery, but also about the people.

In this way, he and Tanaka's experience of roaming around the campus these days to steal and secretly take pictures has come into play.

Cherry blossom branches decorated with pink on their backs, girls running and sweating in gymnastics uniforms can be seen in the sports field, elegant girls in kimonos with white necks sitting around a round table with Western-style sweets and black tea learning tea ceremony, pink cherry blossom trees outside the window, and arrows shooting out of the cheeks of girls in wide white archery dresses, pink petals falling through tall cherry blossom trees in the distance, shooting at the white target at the other end, and so on.

These images are presented in black text on a white paper with a black vertical bar in front of him with the nib of Fujiwara's 0.5 gel pen.

Of course, in order to avoid being misunderstood, he also wrote about boys, but not much.

"A smile, little by little, under the cherry blossom trees on campus, blooming is the mark of our youth."

Finally, the poetic ending of this last sentence was written on paper, and the thought and writing, which lasted about an hour and a half, came to an end.

Putting down the pen in his hand, he let it roll in half a circle, and then held the two-page A4 page manuscript on the table in his hand, Fujiwara nodded with satisfaction.

Arrange the papers, put them back in the bookcase, put away the pen and the written manuscript, leave the library, and walk to the school gate It was already seven o'clock in the evening, the sun had already set, and there was not even afterglow left on the horizon in the distance, but fortunately, the lights on both sides of the road at the school gate had also been lit up, although it was a little dim, but the route could still be discerned.

Walk down a steep slope and walk across the sidewalk where the number of pedestrians has increased instead of decreasing, and you will come to the shopping street near the rental house.

Because he has been eating roasted salmon for so many days, although he still wants to eat it, his thoughts are not so strong, and feeling this dangerous signal in his heart, Fujiwara Suke decisively gave up the idea of continuing to choose it for dinner, because he didn't want to get tired of this delicious food because he ate it for too long at a time.

He chose a ramen shop in the middle of the shopping street that was on the same side as the snack bar.

He looked at the coloring menu posted in front of the counter, and then chose the dish that appeared at the top.

"Boss, let's have a bowl of tonkotsu ramen."

"Okay, please wait a minute, I'll be there soon."

There were a lot of people at this ramen shop, and when Fujiwara Suke arrived, the tables inside were full, so he could only eat on the raised table in front of the business counter.

Although the pedestrian walkway behind him made his dining experience not very good, the ramen alone was enough to make him feel satisfied.

The plastic bowl used to hold the ramen is so large that Fujiwara can't hold it in the palm of his hands, and there is a lot of ramen inside, and the soup base is even more abundant, and the flavor is so strong that when he returns home, he still has the taste of bone broth in his mouth.

The day was very fulfilling, and the battle with the girl's rooftop cost Fujiwara a lot of unnecessary energy, so soon after returning home, he washed up and slept early.

In the morning, I still wake up at half past six under the reminder of the alarm clock, brush my teeth and wash my face, and then go out to school.

There were no member activities or morning meetings of the Faculty of Letters, but there was a need to submit manuscripts, and there was still a lot of free time, so with the idea of having a look, Fujiwara went to the Faculty of Letters activity room first.

I didn't expect Nakamura Castle to really arrive, so Fujiwara Suke handed him the written manuscript, and the latter was first surprised by Fujiwarasuke's completion speed, and then praised his writing.

"Fujiwara-kun's manuscript on campus scenery is really good, if you don't mind, can you send it to the school magazine in the name of our literary club?"

"Absolutely."

"That's just great."

After listening carefully to Nakamura's praise for him, Fujiwara thanked him and walked out of the sliding door of the activity room of the Faculty of Letters, and returned to the one-year Class C classroom on the left side of the first floor of the Teaching Department, sitting alone in the back row of the empty classroom.

With nothing to do, Fujiwara began to sort out the textbooks on his desk.

He first pulled out the books he needed for the day from the neatly stacked textbooks, and then arranged them in the order of class, from top to bottom, put the front end upright on the table for a pause, and then put it back to the right side of the drawer specially used to hold the books.

After doing this, Fujiwara suke took out the monotonous Chinese textbook on the cover, not because he wanted to do a pre-class preview, but because there were some short stories from the Warring States period in the textbook that could be used to pass the time.

Lying on the table, reading a book with his cheek sideways, he soon waited for the classmates one by one, and then the class tutor started the class morning meeting of the new day, and then went to class.

After the second Chinese class, Fujiwara suddenly thought of something, so he quickly left the chair at night and went out the back door of the classroom, because Tanaka Shin was concentrating on reading the manga, so he didn't notice Fujiwarasuke's behavior.

Fujiwara suke walked in the corridor in front of the classroom on the first floor, surrounded by students who were playing or calmly leaning on the fence to breathe, Fujiwara Suke kept looking at the girls coming and going, but maybe the girls preferred to be quieter, there were not too many girls in the corridor, and he didn't find the girl he wanted to pay attention to.

So Fujiwara simply walked to the westernmost end of the school building, looked through the front and back doors of the classroom, and looked through the front and back doors of Class A.

But there are a lot of people in each class, and the girls in it are divided into those who look up and down, facing the door and those who are facing the door, so it is very time-consuming and laborious to do so, but Fujiwara Suke didn't plan to complete the task this time, so he directly skipped those temporarily invisible faces, and just like that, the speed increased exponentially.