"Is Mr. Dubian planning to give up on Tokyo University?" Ayane Kumi asked.
"No, not at all."
"Then why are you going to Tokyo Art University? Are you planning to pursue a master's and a doctorate?"
"I'm just kidding," Dubian Che said nonchalantly.
"Eh?" Ayane Kumi looked surprised, "Where? Where did you trick me?"
"To music university."
"..."
"How lame, the lamest!" Yuzao Haomei whispered.
"Scum!" added the girl sitting next to her.
"Disgusting!" came a voice from a girl in front.
Ayane Kumi chuckled bitterly, smiled apologetically at Dubian Che, and sat down.
As she fastened her seatbelt, the bus just started to move, slowly pulling out of the parking spot.
Dubian Che didn't care about their malice at all, took another sip of his soda, and looked out the window.
There were two staff members, setting up directional signs under the sun.
Back at school, it was moving instruments again.
