November 3rd, Tuesday, the first day of the school trip.
Kiyono Lin faced the mirror, checking that her bangs were in place before turning to walk toward the living room.
On the sofa was a casual shoulder bag she'd recently bought from Harajuku, next to it a light blue suitcase stood upright.
Seeing this scene, she recalled what Dubian Che said last night.
"An oak tree belongs to the deciduous family and will definitely shed its leaves in autumn; she's a girl, so she'll definitely fall for him."
Whether or not she liked that guy, the fact that a girl's luggage would always be plentiful when traveling was something even she couldn't avoid.
Then she remembered the way he recited "Ode to the Oak Tree" pretentiously, and couldn't help but smile to herself.
Slinging her bag over her shoulder and pulling her suitcase, she left the apartment and headed toward Shibuya Station.
