Shiraishi looked confused, obviously puzzled by Takumi's jumping thoughts. "Later? Nothing special, we went our separate ways after the party. I still had to work, so I separated from her in front of the station." He explained simply, revealing a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Tsk, that doesn't sound exciting enough." Takumi shook his head with a smile on his lips, "But if something really happened, I would also have to stand up for my brothers." There was a bit of joking in his words, but Shiraishi could feel the seriousness behind him.

Shiraishi didn't take it up, letting Takumi talk nonstop, from KTV singing and laughing to Kirishima Touko's latest moves, the topic jumped so fast that it was overwhelming. Kirishima Touko, this name is not unfamiliar to Shiraishi. She uses the Internet as her stage and has won wide support with her unique voice. From young boys to mature young people, everyone is attracted by her singing. And her mysterious veil makes people full of curiosity about her true identity.

"Kirishima Toruko is still very popular now, and it feels like her popularity is rising." Shiraishi couldn't help but interrupt and express his opinion.

"Not only popular, but also very popular! Every song of hers can cause a sensation." Takumi said excitedly, and then took out a mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Shiraishi, "Listen to this, her new song, it's awesome!"

On the screen, a pair of bare feet gently stepped on the green grass. Although the picture was simple, it was full of poetry. As the music sounded, the clear and magnetic voice seemed to penetrate the screen and hit people's hearts. The camera moved slowly, from the toes to the back, and then to the side face, but never revealed her full appearance. Shiraishi couldn't help but be attracted by this sense of mystery, and at the same time, a trace of doubt surged in his heart-this song seemed a little familiar.

"Is this Kirishima Toruko's new song?" Shiraishi asked, with a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

"Yes, and there is an interesting rumor." Takumi said mysteriously, "Some people say that the mysterious beauty in this cover advertisement is actually Sakurajima Mai."

Shiraishi was stunned when he heard this, and then shook his head. "How is this possible? Miss Mai is a public figure. If she is really Kirishima Toruko, she would have shown her face long ago." He retorted, but he was a little shaken in his heart. After all, Mai's voice is also unique and has some similarities with Kirishima Toruko.

"I think so too, but there are indeed people spreading it on the Internet." Takumi shrugged, saying that he was just hearsay, "But then again, her voice is indeed a bit like Mai, right?"

Shiraishi did not answer, but just silently thought about this possibility. At this time, they had already walked to the door of classroom 301. Today is the time for the second foreign language class. Shiraishi chose Spanish, while Takumi chose Chinese because of his love for Chinese character culture.

"Then I'll go in first. See you later." Shiraishi said goodbye to Takumi and walked into the classroom. He found a seat by the window and sat down, but his eyes drifted out of the window involuntarily. Kirishima Touko's singingIt seemed that (bfdb) was still echoing in his ears, and the figure of Mai Sakurajima also vaguely appeared in his mind. All of this made him feel confused and excited.

When Shiraishi entered the classroom, the first thing that greeted him was a crisp and pleasant laugh from five girls sitting near the entrance. They were dressed in the same color, with long skirts that subtly transitioned between yellow and light khaki, and the T-shirts on their upper bodies were also designed to complement each other. The sneakers on their feet added a bit of casual atmosphere to this harmony. If you don't know the truth, such an outfit is enough to make people mistake them for members of a youthful idol group.

He walked through the group of laughing girls and went straight to the center of the classroom near the corridor and sat down. The layout of this classroom is different from that in high school. The width is similar, but the length is extended, giving people a deep and long feeling. Shiraishi took out the Spanish textbook and the math handouts needed for today's cram school part-time job from his backpack. He opened the math handouts first, intending to preview in advance and be fully prepared for the evening class.

Just as he was immersed in the thought of solving the problem, a familiar voice interrupted his concentration: "Is it convenient for me to sit here?" Looking up, it turned out to be Mito Miori, whom he met at the general education class party last Friday. She still kept the eye-catching half-bun hairstyle that day, and looked particularly energetic.

Shiraishi felt a little embarrassed. After all, he just heard Takumi mention that the boys had complained about him and Miori leaving together. If he sat at the same table with her at this time, it might cause unnecessary trouble. "It's not convenient." He tried to refuse politely, but Miori seemed to have made a decision. She gently pressed down her long skirt and sat next to him naturally.

"There are other empty seats." Shiraishi reminded, trying to guide her to choose another seat.

"Because I just looked and I only know you." Miori's answer was simple and direct, revealing an indescribable sense of loneliness. Shiraishi knew that the second foreign language course provided a variety of options, and the reason why she chose Spanish might be because of this desire for familiarity. .

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