Little Lian and Kazuki were playing on the lawn.
It was just a bare lawn with some dragonflies, and that was enough to keep them happy for a while.
Dubian Che and his two friends sat at an outdoor table by the lawn.
Most of the other customers came in pairs, chatting about trivial matters in a sweet and relaxed atmosphere.
The three of them did the same.
"Is the Wind Instrument Club's first competition starting in a couple of days?" Dubian Che asked Kiyono Lin.
Kiyono Lin nodded, speaking in her calm and pleasant voice, "August 5, the second session in the afternoon."
"How far can we go this year?"
"Our level just barely qualifies us to advance to the nationals."
"Barely meaning... a slight mistake could disqualify us?"
"Yep."
Jiutiao Meijie, lazy and languid, yawned.
Affected by the yawn, both Dubian Che and Kiyono Lin felt a bit lethargic too, so the discussion about the Wind Music competition ended there.
