Chapter 920

She watched the three of them almost stuck together, watching the genuine smile on Tsukishima Rin's lips.

She bit her lower lip gently.

But thinking about how she had made it clear last time, and Tsukishima Rin was still like this, she felt helpless.

The screen lit up.

On the lock screen wallpaper was a cute girl in casual clothes.

She turned her face slightly, her brows and eyes curved into crescents, her smile clean and bright.

Tsukishima Rin's eyes lit up.

"So cute..."

Mizutani Ayako also nodded.

"Indeed very cute."

She paused, her gaze moving back and forth between the wallpaper and Natsume Chikage's face.

"But looking at it this way, it really doesn't look much like Natsume-kun."

Natsume Chikage laughed it off, didn't answer, and even changed the subject.

"By the way, what time are you guys expected to leave?"

Mizutani Ayako heard this, looked up and glanced at the wall clock.

"It's about time."

Her gaze swept across the classroom.

"Once everyone is ready, we can leave."

Natsume Chikage asked again.

"Are you taking the subway?"

Mizutani Ayako shook her head and laughed softly.

"How could that be."

"A bus has already been reserved, driving straight to the gate of Sacred Heart."

Natsume Chikage suddenly realized.

"So that's how it is."

The bus stopped at the side door of the teaching building.

Students boarded the bus one after another, and the instruments were placed neatly in the luggage compartment.

Natsume Chikage carried his school bag and the box containing the iron, and stepped onto the bus steps.

At almost the same time.

Several gazes were cast from different seats.

"Natsume-kun, there's an empty seat here!"

"Sit here, this one is by the window!"

The girls' voices rose and fell one after another.

Tsukishima Rin stood by the window in the middle of the bus.

She didn't shout.

She just watched him quietly.

Then, she raised her hand and waved gently.

"Natsume-kun."

"Sit here."

Natsume Chikage looked at the sound.

The seat next to Tsukishima Rin was empty.

In the row behind her, Kondo Miki was sitting by the window, looking down at her phone, not looking up at him.

He paused his steps.

Then, he walked toward Tsukishima Rin's seat.

Sat down.

A subtle, ambiguous movement sounded in the bus.

The boys exchanged looks of relief.

Some girls muttered something in a low voice, but soon sighed helplessly.

There were also some girls whose gazes shifted back and forth between Natsume Chikage and Tsukishima Rin, and subtle arcs floated on their lips.

—They were the "Rin-Natsume Party."

Tsukishima Rin lowered her eyelids, her eyelashes covering down gently.

She was very happy.

But she didn't dare to show it too obviously.

The bus started slowly, and the scenery outside the window began to flow backward.

She turned her face and looked at Natsume Chikage.

"By the way, Natsume-kun."

"Didn't your sister say she was drawing manga before?"

"How is it now? Has it been accepted?"

Natsume Chikage shook his head, somewhat helpless.

"Still working hard on it."

Tsukishima Rin blinked gently.

"Is that so..."

"Then what kind of story does she plan to draw? Have you talked about it?"

Natsume Chikage's eyes softened a bit.

"Yeah."

He began to tell.

An ancient girl who travels through time meets an ordinary boy in modern times.

Tsukishima Rin listened quietly, nodding gently from time to time.

Outside the window was the constantly passing Tokyo street scene.

The smile on her lips never disappeared.

Kondo Miki sat behind them.

She turned her face and looked out the window.

The glass reflected the figures of the two in the front row.

She couldn't hear what they were talking about.

Only the occasional light laughter of Tsukishima Rin, whom she admired the most, drifted over.

Kondo Miki lowered her eyelids.

Her fingertips were unconsciously scratching gently on the edge of her phone case.

Private Sacred Heart Middle School.

The school gate was glowing with a warm grayish-white in the afternoon light.

This school had a longer history than Private Moonlight, and old trees could be seen everywhere on campus.

Due to the remnants of history.

There was a large theater here.

So the school would hold activities like dramas or inter-school concerts from time to time, in the name of cultivating the students' artistic atmosphere.

And today.

It was Sacred Heart Academy inviting people from other schools to come to the school to start a concert.

Natsume Chikage stepped off the bus.

His gaze swept across this strange campus, somewhat curious about where his sister was now.

At the same time. ===== CHAPTER 921 =====