A few hours later, it was dawn.

Qingye got up and put on her brand new school uniform. She fryed two eggs by herself and took out a few slices of bread from the refrigerator for breakfast.

After eating, I picked up my one-shouldered schoolbag and carried it on my back casually, walked out of the room and prepared to go to school.

"Good morning, Mr. Aoba." In the small yard outside the apartment, a young woman who was sweeping the yard greeted Aoba.

"Good morning, Xiangzi." Qingye also greeted naturally.

"What's wrong with Aoye Jun today? It seems that he is completely different from yesterday!" Kitagawa Kako, who is the apartment administrator, said in a daze.

"Is that so? Is there a big change? I don't think so!" Qingye said with a smile.

"It seems like I feel much more confident! It seems that I have matured overnight. Yesterday I asked you to call me directly by your name, but you refused." Kitagawa Kako said with a smile.

"It was a bit too rude to call the name immediately when we met yesterday! But starting today, we are friends, so it will be different." Qingye explained with a faint smile on his lips.

In fact, if Kitano Kako had known Aoba for a long time, her doubts would probably be even greater.

Even though Kitano Kako just met Aoba when she moved here yesterday, she now saw the changes in Aoba, which shows how big this change is.

However, after all, Kitano Kako only met Aoba yesterday, so although she is confused now, she just thinks that she doesn't know much about this new guest, so she accepts Aoba's explanation.

After a few greetings with Kitano Kaori, Aoba said goodbye and continued to go to school.

A ten-minute walk from Aoba's apartment is a tram platform. It takes ten-minutes to take the tram. After getting off, it takes five minutes to walk. Aoba is going to attend the high school, private Harukawa University.

Unlike China, Japan's new school year starts in April, and it is the time when cherry blossoms are in full bloom. Aoye walks into the school with a large number of freshmen in the same school uniforms.

First, there was a regular welcome ceremony, then the old student representatives came to the stage to deliver speeches, the new student representatives came to the stage to deliver speeches, and the chairman's speeches, etc.

In short, the form is no different from the start of the new students in China, or it is basically the same thing in the whole world!

After the welcoming ceremony, Qingye followed the crowd and arrived at her future class, Class 15, Grade 1.

On the podium, a girl who looks no older than the high school students is writing her name "Yuka Mizuki" on the blackboard. She is the head teacher of Class 15 of Grade 1.

Judging from the appearance, Yuka Mizuki is not much older than the students in the audience, and in fact, it is not much older.

She graduated not long ago, and it can be said that she had just left her student status and still has many common languages ​​with high school students who are students.

So not long after, she got along with the classmates in the class. Not only did the male classmates like her, but also the female classmates gathered with her to discuss issues such as makeup.

Because it was the first day of school, there were very few courses today. Perhaps this is the characteristic of private Qingchuan High School. The first day of school was more just to make teachers and students familiar with each other. So after a few classes, the school just ended at noon.

Aoba left the campus alone with her one-shouldered schoolbag that had already left most of the books at the school, but did not go back to the apartment by the tram, but was preparing to walk back to the apartment and take a look at the scenery along the way.

Although most of the road are just boring tall buildings, an inadvertently exquisite shop in a corner, a cherry tree with petals floating around the corner, or a nest built by swallows on the roof of a certain family, will surprise the green leaves.

The vehicles that were stopped by the traffic police on the side of the road that violated traffic rules, the children riding their cars laughed, the sounds of couples quarreling from passing houses, and the couples who were both tired of walking with their arms around each other, were all full of a lively atmosphere of life.

These daily life that ordinary people think are extremely trivial and boring, and Aoba has never paid attention to before awakening the memories of her previous life. But in the eyes of Aoba now, it has a completely different charm.

Enjoy the scenery along the way and smile at the prosperity of life in the world. For Qingye now, this is really a supreme enjoyment.

After walking for more than half an hour, Aoba arrived at a bustling commercial street located between the school and the apartment.

Suddenly, a guitar sing came from my ears. Although it was not a natural sound, it was also fresh and refined.

So Qingye followed the sound and climbed a crossing bridge. On the bridge, she saw the girl playing and singing by herself holding a guitar.

He was a girl who was about the age of Aoba. She had no makeup on her face and her soft long hair that was combed into a single ponytail. She was full of vitality and gave people a very cute feeling.

At this time, the girl was singing and singing with her eyes slightly closed, intoxicated by her singing.

There were some change scattered in the piano case in front of the girl, and it was obvious that the girl was singing.

From time to time, people who pass by will stop and throw a few coins or banknotes into the girl's piano case.

People came and passed by. Although some people threw money into the girl's piano case, few people would stop and listen quietly.

At most, I just stopped and listened for more than ten seconds before leaving again.

The fast-paced metropolis has made people forget how to indulge in the unintentional beauty around them.

Only Aoye stood there alone and listened quietly to the girl's singing.

Soon after one song was finished, the girl started the next song.

Aoba also started to stand and listened to sit down and listened.

Sitting not far away from the girl leaning against the railing of the overpass, Qingye, who was listening to the singing, watched someone throw coins or small banknotes into the girl's piano case from time to time, but suddenly his heart moved, took out a large piece of paper from his schoolbag, and wrote it with a marker.

Inspired by the girl's singing, Aoba is also ready to do something similar to that of the girl, but what he wants to do is not singing.

Soon, Qingye wrote what he wanted to write on the paper, and saw that he wrote in thick handwriting "Step the iron mouth and ask for the future! One hexagram of one million yen." More than a dozen big words were written in thick handwriting.

That's right, Qingye is just preparing for fortune telling.

Half a day has passed since I woke up my memories of my previous life. Qingye's soul, which had been sleeping for too long, has finally gradually awakened completely and can use some simple abilities, such as fortune telling.

So he planned to use his abilities to make some money. You should know that Aoba, who lives alone and has no source of income, needs money.

In this way, Qingye sat cross-legged on the ground, and in front of him was the large piece of paper that was considered a signature, pressing it with a few small stones, which was really simple.

I listened to the singing of the girl coming from beside me, waiting for the business to come to my door, looked up and saw the clouds rolling in the sky, and looked down and saw the traffic flowing under the bridge, but I was free and free.
Chapter completed!