"Although this is not a formal return gift..." Miori glanced at Shiraishi, hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong?" Shiraishi asked curiously.

"I just think that you'd better not do things that you take for granted to girls easily." Miori said seriously.

"Why?" Shiraishi asked puzzled.

"Because you don't seem to want to become too popular."

In the gap between the conversation, the two people's eyes focused on a scene across the street. There, a young woman in a business suit and slightly tired was standing next to the tissue booth. She looked about 20 years old. Although she had taken off her coat, the collar of her shirt was still faintly wet with sweat, and the bangs on her forehead were also stuck to her skin by sweat, obviously because of standing for a long time and distributing 10 tissues.

She smiled, holding tissues in her hands, and kept repeating "Please take a look", but this enthusiasm did not get much response. Most pedestrians hurried past and ignored her existence.

"Have you ever done a similar part-time job before? For example, distributing tissues." Miori asked softly, with a hint of curiosity in her tone.

Shiraishi shook his head and replied: "No, I haven't tried this kind of work yet."

"Look, no one takes it." Miori pointed at the woman, and a trace of sympathy flashed in her eyes.

"Yes, it's a bit embarrassing." Shiraishi agreed.

Suddenly, Miori said in an almost serious tone: "Maybe, that woman...only the two of us can see it." As soon as this sentence came out, even the air seemed to have a little more mystery.

Shiraishi couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "How is it possible, Miori, you have such a rich imagination."

"Don't you know? This is called puberty syndrome." Miori explained seriously, as if she really believed it. "I heard that some people suddenly feel that they have become transparent, or can foresee the future, and some people even feel that they have split into two people. Everyone's symptoms are different."

Shiraishi was stunned for a moment. This word is indeed a bit old for him, so he couldn't react immediately for a while: "Oh, so that's it."

"Didn't you hear such rumors when you were in junior high school or high school?" Miori continued to ask.

Just then, the green light came on, and the two took steps, Shiraishi took the lead, and Miori followed closely.

"Well, I have heard some similar rumors." Shiraishi replied, but then added, "But, they should be just rumors."

After crossing the street, they walked towards the woman at the same time, each took a tissue from her hand, and politely thanked her. In addition, Miori also received a flyer about the sale of a new house. Although she knew that she was far from buying a house, the enthusiasm still made it difficult for her to refuse.

Just then, a man who looked to be in his fiftiesPassing by, she also took the tissue. This scene made Miori laugh and said, "Look, besides us, there are also people who can see her."

"Yeah, I was overthinking before." Shiraishi also responded with a smile.

"But then again, that lady doesn't look like she's still in puberty." Miori said thoughtfully.

"So, at what age does puberty end?" Shiraishi asked back.

"Well, I'm not sure about that." Miori shook her head. "Everyone's situation is different, there is no fixed limit. After all, not everyone suddenly becomes mature at the age of 20."

"So, Shiraishi, do you think you're still in puberty?" Miori changed the subject and threw the question to Shiraishi.

"It's almost graduation, so it should be the end." Shiraishi replied with a smile.

"After all, you're still a student." Miori continued.

"What about you?" Shiraishi asked back.

"As for me... I'm probably still in puberty." Miori answered with a hint of playfulness, "Because I haven't had a boyfriend yet."

Shiraishi couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. Miori complained seriously, "Huh, guys with girlfriends are different. They talk so arrogantly. It's really annoying!" After that, she snatched the tissue from Shiraishi's hand and prepared to walk into the underground passage.

"Hey, the ticket gate is on the other side." Shiraishi reminded hurriedly. Miori was standing in front of the stairs leading to the underground street of Yokohama Station, where there were many shops and it was very lively.

"I'll buy something by the way and then go back. Goodbye!" Miori waved to Shiraishi gently, and then walked towards the underground street without looking back.

Looking at Miori's back as she left, Shiraishi couldn't help but feel a complex emotion in his heart. Miori, this girl who was sometimes close and sometimes kept a distance, always made him unpredictable. Perhaps this is her unique charm. Thinking of this, Shiraishi stuffed the flyer in his hand into his backpack and set off on his journey to the station. .

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