The morning rush hour in Tokyo is from seven to nine o'clock. By the time Amamiya Sori and Saito Asuka squeezed into the subway, it was exactly six-thirty. Although there were many people, it was not to the point where professional pushers were needed to push people into the door.
Empty seats are rare. Based on experience, Amamiya Sori found the connection point between the two carriages, leaning against the carriage wall and away from the door. The advantage is that there are not as many people going up and down at each stop as there are at the bus door. The disadvantage is that you have to go to the bus door to squeeze in before you get to your stop.
Asuka Saito leaned against the corner of the car, and Soi Amamiya held the handrail in front of the window to protect her in front of him.
"This is my first time taking the subway to school in the morning." Saito Asuka curiously glanced at the car. Office workers, students, middle-aged women in kimonos, young people with strange hairstyles, all kinds of people are crowded in the not spacious carriage. One by one, they are catching up on sleep, in a daze, or wearing headphones, immersed in their own thoughts. in the world.
After breakfast, Saito Asuka and Amamiya Shiori became much closer.
"How is it? Don't you want to take the subway at this time again?" Amamiya Shiori struggled to adjust the position of the bag on her right shoulder. If she had money, she didn't want to queue up in the Tokyo subway in the morning.
"It's okay, it's not too crowded." Saito Asuka still had quite a bit of room to spare.
That's because I'm blocking it for you. Amamiya Shiori complained silently in his heart.
After two stops, there were more and more people. The space for movement in the corners of the carriage is getting smaller and smaller.
"Hmm~" The subway braked suddenly, and Amamiya Shiori was squeezed into the same place as Saito Asuka.
"What now?"
"It's a bit, a bit crowded." Asuka Saito felt like a sardine, packed together with other passengers in the big can in the carriage.
"Xiao Zhi, I have a question."
"What's the problem?" The crowded crowd reminded Amamiya of the time he used to take the bus to and from school during rush hours in China when he was a child. I was short at that time, so when I couldn't hold the handle, I relied entirely on other people's support to maintain my balance.
"There is a women-only carriage next to it. Why don't we go there." Asuka Saito looked at the aisle door connecting the two carriages, which had the words "Women Only" written on it.
"I don't want to be suffocated by perfume or stepped on by the heels of high-heeled shoes." Amamiya Sugawara said that since being stepped on three times in a row one day, she never wanted to go to the women-only carriage again.
"So pitiful-" Saito Asuka frowned, as if thinking about how painful it would be if he was stepped on three times in a row.
It didn't take long to arrive at the station. Amamiya Sori grabbed Saito Asuka's hand and squeezed out of the carriage with great effort.
"I'll just send it here, and I'll walk the rest of the way on my own."
"Well! Xiaozhi, let's go to school as soon as possible. Thank you very much for today."
After bidding farewell to Saito Asuka at the exit, and watching her disappear, Amamiya Shiori returned to the platform and continued riding the train.
The flow of people has become more crowded, and the subway pushers wearing armbands have gone to work.
The busy subway, as the blood vessel that communicates with the city, is overloaded.
The squeezed-out Amamiya Sori once again strengthened her belief in making more money in the future, and finally jogged to the school before she was almost late.
There are four classes in the morning, each class is 50 minutes long, with a break at noon until 1:30, and then two classes until 3:30. The day's classes are over.
Although it seems that school ends very early and there is no late self-study, students who participate in clubs will spend a lot of time on club activities, and students who want to enter college will go to tutoring institutions to continue taking classes after school. Therefore, students from the three East Asian countries have the same hard work.
As a returnee and not attending cram school, Amamiya chose to spend two hours working part-time at a convenience store owner whom she knew well.
"Xiao Zhi, what is the life of an idol like?" The convenience store owner aunt, who casually recommended Amamiya Zhi to participate in the audition, is quite curious about the life of an idol. She may have had the dream of becoming an idol when she was young.
"Uh... Sister Yamada, we just started our official activities for the first time yesterday, so I can't give you a rough idea right now." Amamiya Sugawara put the products on the shelf, "Besides, she won't debut until next year."
"After debut, can I see you on TV? Just like AKB."
"It should be possible."
"When Xiao Zhi becomes famous in the future, he will help me promote this store."
"Definitely, definitely." Amamiya Shiori responded repeatedly. But I muttered in my heart, this is not a unique restaurant or a time-honored brand, how should the convenience store promote it?
After two hours of working, the enthusiastic Aunt Yamada gave Amamiya Souri a rice ball she made herself. Amamiya Shiori thanked her repeatedly and hurried to Nogizaka Building while eating rice balls.
When she arrived at Nogizaka Building, the first thing Amamiya Sugawara looked forward to most was the meal. Even if she ate a rice ball on the way, it couldn't soothe her hungry stomach.
In the exclusive lounge in Nogizaka, Amamiya Shiori took a box of fried chicken bento and shared a table with Shiraishi Mai.
"Mai-senpai."
"Xiao Zhi, please call me Maiyang from now on~"
"Like mom?" Amamiya Shiori said with rice in her mouth like Chinese.
"Yes, there are two Mai in the group, and the other one is Mai Mai (Mai Fukawa), so I discussed with them and call me Mai Han from now on!"
"Mai-like-Mai-like-Mom-like-Mom-like..." Amamiya Sugaru repeated it several times. "I understand, Mai-senpai."
"Listen to me carefully~" Shiraishi Mai pouted, making a cute angry look.
"I'm sorry, Mai-senpai." Amamiya Shiori said that she was sorry.
Shiraishi Mai chatted with Amamiya Shiori about how she went shopping with several members who didn't have to go to school during the day. At this time, Sayuri Matsumura came over with chopsticks and an empty lunch box.
"Well... um... Xiaozhi, can you give me some fried chicken? I'm not full." Matsumura Sayuri's hand holding the chopsticks was about to move.
Amamiya Shiori covered her lunch box like a chicken guarding its food, raised her mouth, and motioned to the table near the door, "Aren't there still unopened lunch boxes there? Just go and get another box."
"But, it belongs to the members who haven't come yet. I ate it, and it wasn't very good. Xiaozhi just gave me a little bit, just a little bit." Sayuri Matsumura gestured "a little bit" with the open mouth of his chopsticks. How big is it?
Amamiya Sōri felt that the half of her lunch box left was not enough for Sayuri Matsumura to fill her teeth.
"Then who can help me supplement this nutritional part that I lack?" Amamiya Shiori refused to give in at all. You can share the fun things, but you can't give them away easily.
"Hmm~" Sayuri Matsumura began to pretend to be pitiful.
"Xiao Zhi, please give it to Osomatsu. I still have some eels here." Shiraishi Mai saw it funny that the two older children were fighting for a few pieces of fried chicken, so she offered to share her eel rice with Amamiya Shiori.
Amamiya Shiori quickly stuffed two pieces of fried chicken into his mouth. "Okay, let me ask you a question. If you answer it correctly, I'll give you the rest. If you answer it wrong, I'll eat a piece."
"Okay, okay, Xiaozhi, come up with a question!" Sayuri Matsumura couldn't wait.
"x is a real number, x^3+1/x^3=52, then what is x^4+1/x^4 equal to?" Although the question is very simple, it still takes a while to calculate.
"Wait, wait a minute, let me do the math with paper." Sayuri Matsumura quickly took out a pen and paper and started doing the math.
"194." Matsumura worked for a while and calculated the correct result.
Unexpectedly, he looks stupid, but he is not as stupid as he appears.
"Okay, I'll give you the rest." Amamiya Sori reluctantly pushed his lunch box in front of Matsumura.
"Okay!" Matsumura quickly put the fried chicken into his lunch box.
Amamiya Shiori's lack of nutrition can only be supplemented by Shiraishi Mai's eel.
