As she heard the crisp cicadas, she was determined to visit the flowers in Furano, Hokkaido, and she began to burn with excitement.
Other than during class, even in the teacher's office while looking at the roses delivered that day, she thought about the day of departure.
Every morning when she woke up and thought about one day closer to the end of the rainy season, she felt invigorated.
Her days became vivid, and her spirits increasingly radiant.
The final exams ended, and there were just a few days left until the summer vacation, days of leisure.
"Mr. Xiaoquan has been looking more and more beautiful lately!" a female teacher in the same office exclaimed.
"A rose every day! How can he not be?" another older female teacher said with a laugh.
"It's mainly because of yesterday—" Akiko drew out her words.
"What happened yesterday?" the female teachers asked curiously.
"Akiko!" Xiaoquan Aonai exclaimed shyly.
"I'm not telling you!" Akiko said proudly to everyone.
"Stingy!"
