In the sunset, Kiyono Lin, the next day's Mayi Asuka, and Ochazuke's Jiutiao Meijie.

During breakfast, Xiaoquan Aonai watched Akiko and Miyazaki Mieko and casually mentioned,

"It seems like it was around this time that we became friends, right?"

"Mhm—" Miyazaki Mieko displayed a reminiscent expression and finally nodded affirmatively, "Around this time, yes."

Akiko threw a mini sausage into her mouth, "Speaking of which, it was you Aonai who approached us first."

After saying that, she looked at Miyazaki Mieko,

"Mieko, do you remember what Aonai said to you back then?"

"Yes. She suddenly approached me and said, 'Mr. Miyazaki, let's go to Tokyo together in the future,' and then she brought me over to you, hugged us both, and said some silly thing like 'From today onwards, let's be best friends.'"

"Right, that really took me by surprise at the time!"

"After all, the three of us weren't familiar with each other back then."

Xiaoquan Aonai listened as the two exchanged stories about their sophomore year, a story she had heard many times but had no real memory of.

She only remembered that when she finally snapped out of her daze, a month of sophomore year had already passed, and Akiko and Mieko were naturally by her side.

The three of them ate meals together, traveled to and from school together, studied diligently together, went to Tokyo together—everything seemed so natural.

After breakfast, the three of them finished grooming and drove to school.

Xiaoquan Aonai sat in the office, checking the day's schedule.

Yesterday, class four didn't have English, but today's fourth period did.

"Aonai, what's wrong?" asked Akiko worriedly, "You have been out of it since this morning; do you have a cold?"

Xiaoquan Aonai came back to her senses and smiled, "It's okay, I was just thinking about the class meeting; I'll go to the classroom first."

"Okay."

She picked up her files and left the office.

Walking down the corridor, she heard the lively voices of students in the morning and quickly reached sophomore class four.

"Everyone, please sit down." While speaking, she walked towards the podium.

"Yes—" the students replied as they returned to their seats.

Xiaoquan Aonai glanced at the southeast corner of the classroom; Dubian Che was, as usual, roughhousing with Saito Huijie and a few others.

According to her dream yesterday, "she" would enter his body during the first period.

She also glanced at Kiyono Lin, who had just put down a book and happened to look up.

In the instant their eyes met, Xiaoquan Aonai remembered her expression under the sunset, as if abandoned, and also: Big Sister!

"Um-hmm." She cleared her throat, looked down at the lesson plan, "It's been two days since school started, and we have to elect our class officers during today's evening class. Those interested in trying for a position should prepare ahead."

"Also, the career path survey—everyone, please hurry; so far, only seven people have turned it in."

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First period, Chemistry class.

"Ichiki, please answer this, what is the method to test if alcohol contains water?"

"No water, CuSO4 turns blue..."

As soon as "Xiaoquan Aonai" opened her eyes, she heard Ichiki Aoi's distinctly articulate voice.

She looked up at the podium, the blackboard covered in chemical formulas and an elderly, bespectacled chemistry teacher who, head down, was reading from a book on the podium while listening to Ichiki Aoi's answer.

"Yes, take a seat," the chemistry teacher said without looking up, "Number 28, the conditions for synthesizing ammonia."

A boy from the fourth group at the front stood up: "Use iron as a catalyst, control the reaction temperature at..."

Classroom recitation?

"Xiaoquan Aonai" grew anxious.

"Number 4, which organic substances are hardly soluble in water?"

The bespectacled boy stood up and answered comfortably, "Various hydrocarbons, halogenated hydrocarbons, nitro compounds, esters, the vast majority..."

I can't understand a thing!

Why did it have to be now!

"Xiaoquan Aonai" was so nervous her hands tingled, and her toes gripped the floor.

Despite having attended classes all day, there were even classes in the evening! Why doesn't the Ministry of Education do something!

One by one, the number of people not yet called was dwindling, and "Xiaoquan Aonai" felt that she might be next each time.

"Number 39."

It's happening!

"Xiaoquan Aonai" had looked through Dubian Che's student handbook the night before and knew his student number.

Can't I just fall asleep right now!

Dubian Che, you jerk, come out! I'm definitely not covering for you!

"The steps for separating and purifying mixtures," said the chemistry teacher as he provided the question.

She slowly and awkwardly stood up.

Perhaps because it took her a relative amount of time, the chemistry teacher who had been looking down at the lesson plan raised his head towards her.

"Teacher…" "Xiaoquan Aonai", with her head lowered, prepared to admit she didn't know.

"Oh, it's Dubian. Take a seat. Number 14, you answer."

"..."

What happened? Never mind, as long as I don't have to answer!

Hooray!

The moment "Xiaoquan Aonai" felt instantly brightened.

After class, she wanted to immediately find Kiyono Lin to continue hearing the story.

As soon as she stood up, Kiyono Lin gave her a cold glance, and she sat back down.

Right, she had agreed to pretend to be Dubian Che. How could she let Big Sister talk about Dubian Che matters in the classroom.

She looked again at the desk behind her, the desk surface brand new, the chair tucked under, and no one there.

So this was the Jiutiao Killer's seat, huh? Was she going to sit in front of her forever? That was too dangerous!

She wondered if she could change her seat.

The second period was modern literature, with no rote memorization!

The third period, PE class.

In order not to change clothes with the boys, "Xiaoquan Aonai" took Dubian Che's bag, which looked exquisite and homemade, to the men's restroom to change.

"This year's sports festival features basketball, so starting today, everybody will practice basketball."

"Yes!"

Teaching time ended, and they started a group scrimmage.

"Xiaoquan Aonai" sat with a few boys from yesterday on the edge of the gymnasium.

On that luxurious, waxed basketball court, Class 1 and Class 4 girls competed, their sports shoes scraping the floor with piercing noises.

"Neiye Ying plays quite well, doesn't she?" Glasses Boy pushed his glasses and said.

"No, no, no." Saito Huijie teased, "Yuyue is the real expert."

"Ichiki is the strongest in our class!" Kunii Shuichi asserted.

"I think it's Mayi Asuka," "Xiaoquan Aonai" chimed in.

"Xiaoquan Aonai," with her "excellent memory," had already memorized all the names from Class 4.

A girl named Hiramura Haruka, with long, muscular legs, jumped high and commanded her teammates while playing.

The girls in her team all listened to her orders.

She might be a member of the women's basketball department, "Xiaoquan Aonai" guessed in her mind.

"I'm talking about the butt," Glasses Boy said.

"Breasts," Saito Huijie said.

"Ichiki's short hair also looks super good," Kunii Shuichi added.

"..." "Xiaoquan Aonai."

The three looked at him, "Dubian?"

"Mayi Asuka... Mayi Asuka... Hmm, the muscles on her thighs are really nice."

"True to your form, Leg Lover Dubian." The three expressed their agreement with knowing looks.

"..."

What kind of perverts are these!

"Xiaoquan Aonai" lifted her head to look at the spectator seats in the gym where Kiyono Lin, clad in her athletic clothes, sat reading a book.

Despite the noisy atmosphere, she read with a focused expression.

It was no wonder she was the second best in the nation, always studying every moment, unlike her who got sleepy as soon as she saw a book.

The PE teacher blew a whistle, ending the girls' match and calling the boys' turn.

"Xiaoquan Aonai" stood up with the boys, patted her butt, and walked to the court.

"Dubian!" a boy passed the ball to her.

"Don't pass it to me!" "Xiaoquan Aonai" could only dribble in place.

Seeing the Class 1 boys who were aggressive like wolves, she braced herself and went in.

Charge! Aonai!

Backsticky, dribbling behind under the butt, stride step, crossover, jab, and pullback!

The five from Class 1, dazzled and not reacting in time, heard the sound of the basketball swooshing through the net and landing behind them.

"Ah—Mr. Dubian!"

"I love you, Mr. Dubian!"

Girls from both classes became a cheering squad.

"Xiaoquan Aonai" released her hands, her body falling from the basket.

She touched her nose bridge with her right thumb—basketball is pretty easy, huh.

PE class ended with Class 1 getting thoroughly beaten, and the girls' throats nearly hoarse.

"Not bad, Dubian, didn't realize you were this good at basketball."

"Did you attend some devilish special training during the winter break?"

"That super long three-pointer was too exaggerated! Super strong!"

"Class 1's Iwata, who even demonstrated for the teacher before the class, talking about Goda Goda Goda, still couldn't match up to you, Dubian!"

"We're counting on you for this sports festival!"

"Leave it to me!" "Xiaoquan Aonai" was floating so high she hardly recognized herself.

After washing her face and hands and changing her clothes, there was one last class before lunch break—English.

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