The warm sunshine shines through the gaps of the curtains.

Golden Autumn October.

The harsh alarm clock rang, and Kashiwahara subconsciously turned off the ringtone in her sleep, for fear of disturbing other classmates.

But the surroundings are too quiet.

So Kashihara Kiyoshi showed a head out of the quilt with sleepy eyes, and subconsciously glanced at the phone beside the pillow.

7:38 points

A news notification was pushed on the screen.

[The National High School Kendo Competition Semi-finals were held at the Tokyo Gymnasium today...]

Kendo Competition?

Kiyoshi Kashihara frowned. Didn’t this notice be pushed yesterday?

The current app experience is really bad.

But soon, the familiar surroundings made him even more confused and he could no longer care about the news notifications with a sense of déjà vu.

Where is this?

The extremely familiar environment around him made him hurriedly lift the bedding and walk to the window, pull the curtains, and scenes in the dojo came into view.

The birds with shaded vultures combed their feathers on the treetops, and the pet dogs like bears were playing in the yard.

In the LINE group, students were greeting each other and expecting to take the train to Kyoto to start their study tour.

The time is 7:38 on October 1st, and the day of the study trip is about to begin.

All of this is fine.

But the problem is that Kiyoshi Kashihara clearly has passed yesterday!

"I……"

After repeatedly confirming the time, place, and environment, he subconsciously called Masato Yamazaki.

"Hey, Kashiwahara?"

Yamazaki Masato's carefree voice came.

"Yamazaki..."

"It's me, what's wrong?"

"What day is today?"

"Of course it's a study trip! Kashihara, what do you ask about this, don't you forget it, right?"

"...you, are you sure?" Kashiwahara repeated.

"Of course, why are you talking weird? You can't be sleeping, hurry up, otherwise you won't be able to catch up with the train later!" Masato Yamazaki urged with some confusion.

"I mean, do you feel anything strange?"

"What's strange?"

On the other end of the phone, Masato Yamazaki asked in confusion.

"Today, it's clear that yesterday has been spent."

"Ah? What the hell are you going to say in Kashihara?"

"I've spent today yesterday..."

Kashihara Kiyoshi murmured softly.

“…”

On the other end of the phone, Masato Yamazaki opened his chin in surprise, and after a long sound, he showed a laughter:

"I said Kashihara, who did you go to drink with last night? To be honest, I almost believed your serious attitude, hahaha, but to be honest, reality is not a romantic novel. Get packed up and gathered at the school gate!"

Kashihara hung up the phone, was silent for a long time, and called Asaha Chizuru.

The phone rang a few times, but no one answered.

“…”

Kashiwara called again.

“…”

Three minutes later, the phone was connected.

"Do you have something wrong with it? Call me so early!"

Qianzu Asayu got up angry, and her voice came from the phone in a fierce voice, with an extremely bad tone, as if she could imagine the scene of her questioning with a dark face.

“…Chanzu, what day is today?”

"What?"

"I feel that today is strange. I clearly have passed today yesterday."

"What nerves have happened! I will settle accounts with you in the future!"

On the other end of the phone, the girl curled up in the quilt cursed and hung up the phone unhappily.

"What are you doing again..."

Asayu Chizuru pulled the quilt tightly in dissatisfaction, thinking that it was Kashihara who made a trick to make the two of them reconcile?

Dojo.

“…”

In desperation, Kiyoshi Kashihara dialed the phone number of Hirohiko Hirohiko.

"Hello?"

On the phone, He Quan Linghua was very surprised and happy, and seemed very surprised that Kiyoshi Kashihara would take the initiative to contact her.

"that……"

Kashihara sorted out the wording and asked:

"Hawaizumi, do you still remember yesterday?"

"yesterday?"

On the phone, He Quan Linghua seemed a little confused, saying that wasn’t the teachers arranged a study tour yesterday?

Seeing this, Kashihara Kiyoshi said sorry and hung up the phone.

It seems that he and Quan Linghua don’t know either.

Kiyoshi Kashihara seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, lay down on the bed helplessly, looking at the ceiling in a daze.

What exactly did you encounter?

Or is it all just a dream?

But yesterday's scenes were extremely clear and profound, and he thought it was definitely not a dream.

But human senses may also be deceived, and it is not impossible to be a dream of every detail.

“…”

The phone is being called

"What's wrong?"

After a moment, a pleasant voice came, and the girl was a little confused, Kiyoshi Kashihara took the initiative to call.

It was supposed to ask her if she found out the abnormality of Kashihara Kiyoshi, but she didn't ask immediately, but instead asked about something else.

"Have you got up?"

"Yeah." She replied softly.

"Are you packing your luggage and going to take a school trip?"

"It's done."

"That's it." Kashiwahara said, "It's a bit cold these two days, don't wear it too thin."

"……knew."

Faced with his care, the girl responded softly, and her calm voice was as clear as the calm lake.

“How have you been lately?”

"fine."

"and you……"

"Class Kashihara, you should talk to senior sister Yichuan. I care so much about me, an ordinary classmate, but I am afraid that senior sister will be jealous."

She chuckled softly.
To be continued...