Because I was so excited last night, I was not buried by my body's sleepiness until two o'clock in the morning.

At 6:40 in the morning, five minutes left before the alarm clock started routinely working, You Yi took the initiative to wake up from a pink dream.

The unobtrusive sunlight shot into the room from the gaps in the curtains, casting a shadow like a cloud on the familiar ceiling.

Whether it is not dazzling sunshine, cloud shadow, or soft and friendly quilt, Yu Yi feels that he is actually still in his previous dream.

Because this is also the same feeling in the dream, it is not dazzling, soft, and warm, making people want to fall into it...

You closed his eyes again and again, turned over and clamped the quilt, and finally said goodbye to the quilt and the dream that he didn't want to end like this for five minutes.

Until the alarm rings.

The hand that stretched out from the quilt with a little unpleasant feeling naturally reached towards the electronic alarm clock placed beside the pillow.

After turning off the alarm clock, although he wanted to linger with the quilt for a while, Yu Yi, whose mood had been destroyed, could only sit up reluctantly.

There is no alarm clock that is too resentful and merciless. After all, compared with Huanna's forced startup of Hedong Lion Roar, it is already quite gentle.

After getting up, Youyi rubbed his somewhat messy hair and yawning belatedly, and began to search for his clothes everywhere.

It was not until this time that I realized that my pillow was suspected to have left a very clear saliva mark on my pillow last night. This is also the best proof that the dream I have is indeed a beautiful dream.

You Yi, who had the removed pillowcase, came to the living room.

Hunna, who was busy in the kitchen, saw Yu Yizhi holding a pillowcase and a quilt in his hand, clearly flashing a little bit of surprise in his eyes.

Normally, even the alarm clock is useless.

The sliding door of the balcony is open, and the invisible and very fresh morning air in the seaside area is slowly flowing in the living room.

I don’t know if it’s because of my relaxed mood, the fresh air with the smell of sea tide that is no different from usual is also fresher than usual.

Throwing the pillowcase into a plastic basket with half dirty clothes accumulated next to the washing machine in a corner of the balcony, You Yi hummed the friend of Sister Quanshui and went to the bathroom.

Looking at the pink toothbrush in his blue tooth cup, You Yi was a little helpless. Because of the joke yesterday and because there was no new toothbrush at home, Huanna replaced the toothbrushes of the two of them.

You Yi, who was about to reach out to get the blue toothbrush in the pink mouthwash cup, suddenly felt that it would be no difference even if it was replaced.

Forget it, just use it and buy a new one tonight.

Thinking of this, squeezed in toothpaste and aimed at two neat rows of teeth.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological reason, even though I rinsed the toothbrush with clean water before starting to brush my teeth, You Yi felt that it was a little different from his toothbrush, as if it was carrying the wonderful and sweetness that toothpaste did not have.

After brushing, Youyi threw his and Huanna's toothbrush into the trash can. At the same time, he had to admit that the girl's movements were indeed gentle.

In the first week, my blue toothbrush had changed from bangs to middle points, and later gradually turned into an explosive head.

...

As always, the road to the tram station was like Yoichi and Kanna, who walked towards Kawadazuka Tram Station, and the architectural scenery along the way was no different from usual.

But, somehow, You Yi always felt that there seemed to be something different today. If you insist on saying it, you felt that you could completely integrate into these steps without any confusion.

Perhaps this is the effect of the interview program last night.

Even if you come to this world for five months, you still cannot fully integrate into it. You Yi, who occasionally treats himself as an outsider, has a wonderful connection and intersection with the world.

On the psychological level of Youyi, this world accepts itself.

Therefore, the scenery I am used to seeing seems to be clearer.

After swiping the card to enter the station, I waited on the platform for two minutes and took the entrance with many people. The only thing I have gotten used to is four cars, a retro blue and white Enoshima Line tram.

After shaking for ten minutes, we arrived at Qilibin Station.

Before getting off the car, Huannai thought of something and asked: "Brother You Yi, are there any club activities today?"

"Yeah, see you tonight."

...

The short journey to the school gate was as usual, wrapped in the noise among the students of Qilikabin High School.

Among them are boys of the same level who joked with their classmates, third-grade students in the reference book with dark circles but still locked in one hand even with dark eyes, and those who were having fun talking about going to Karaoke after school yesterday

Girls.

However, even this kind of daily scenery that has been used to, makes You Yi feel different from usual.

"Nanhu--!"

A male voice came. You Yi followed the voice and saw that the basketball team members with all the sportswear stood beside the school gate, forming a very conspicuous landscape of senior Kikuji.

Well, in fact, only Senior Kikuji is the most conspicuous.

At this time, a word called morning exercise appeared in Youyi's mind, and he quickly accelerated his pace and walked over quickly.

"Sorry, I forgot that I still have morning exercises." You Yi apologized in a low voice. Then, a sportswear top was handed over by Chiba who was standing beside her and winter clothes.

Looking at Qianye, who was as expressionless as usual, You Yi felt a little relieved. It seemed that when there were too many people, he would also hide the attributes of the radio girl.

"It's okay, it's not too late." Kuji, holding his hands, smiled inconsequentially, and his eyes did not look at Yu Yi, who was changing his coat, but was looking for something among the crowd in front of him.

"It should be said that there are those who are later than you."

Senior Sakurada pushed the glasses on his nose, then immediately took action, grabbed a student who was standing aside with his face and lowered his head, ready to sneak into the school gate without knowing it.

"No, it should be said that it is the scum who is preparing to get rid of the morning exercise!"

"Hey, why do you say that to me?" Ueno's senior who was grabbed was instantly upset, "I just didn't see you just now!"

"Who will believe such nonsense!"

"Okay, okay, when you have all the people, prepare for morning exercises." Kikuto tried to smooth things over, "Ueno, change your clothes quickly."

Before the preparatory bell rang, it was the morning exercise time for the basketball department in the morning. However, it was just ordinary running exercises, but...

At eight o'clock, the last second before the preparatory bell rang, Youyi rushed into the school gate, avoiding being left by the Mediterranean teaching director who was standing at the school gate.

Then, everyone except Kikuji who was like a ok and Chiba who was just helping everyone to see their clothes, bent over and held their knees to adjust their state.

"Has Senior Kikuto taken us so far on purpose?" Yu Yi asked Fujiwara on the side with a breath.

This Fujiwara, who was in the same grade as You, who was in Class D of the first year, waved her hand without raising her head. It was obvious that she couldn't even speak because she was breathing too quickly.

"Slowly you get used to it." Another boy from Class F in the year said angrily, his name was Suzuki Ichiki.

The so-called running is to take everyone around before 7:50, and finally run to about three kilometers away from the school, and then throw it to a few people: You must not be late!

Ten minutes, three kilometers!
Chapter completed!