Chapter 387: 150. I’m back_3
"Are there any parts you still don’t understand?" she asked the girls.
The girls all shook their heads.
"Uh... It’s okay if you remember some of it, right?" Yukino Ritsuko asked with a headache.
The girls still shook their heads.
"This is the lead dancer’s choreography, you don’t have to remember it all. Just pay attention to keeping in rhythm." Yukino Ritsuko walked over, stepping on the floor, and asked Kitagawa Ryoko, "You’re the lead dancer this time, do you have confidence?"
"..." Kitagawa Ryoko hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.
"There’s still time, I’ll practice with you a few more times."
Yukino Ritsuko felt a bit helpless.
Even though she had high achievements in dance and music, to be honest, that might be a racial talent. As for teaching, she, who was a bit clumsy, could hardly be called a teacher full of teaching wisdom. Besides repeating practice over and over, she had no other methods.
"I’ll do my best!" Kitagawa Ryoko cheered herself on and immediately started practicing.
Yukino Ritsuko lifted her skirt, sat down nearby, picked up paper and pen, stared at the girl’s posture to observe, and recorded the parts that needed correction on paper. Occasionally, when she encountered something that needed contemplation, she unconsciously wanted to bite something, at which point she would slightly frown and place the pen stem gently between her neat teeth and daze out for a while.
Suddenly, her phone buzzed.
A message came in.
[Fujiwara: Miss Yukino, may I ask what color shoes you like?]
Yukino Ritsuko’s face instantly showed an expression she hadn’t felt for a long time.
In the shadow and light of midsummer, catching a glimpse of Sister Yukino’s genuine joyful look, Kitagawa Ryoko really felt she was remarkably beautiful. Moreover, Sister Yukino was joyful because of her own dancing, thinking this way, Kitagawa danced even more energetically.
"Shoes, favorite shoes..." Yukino Ritsuko murmured softly, repeating a few times like a gentle whisper, hid the phone in the paper, and replied to his message.
[Yukino: Blue.]
[Fujiwara: I have a great idea, can you give me some feedback?]
[Yukino: Please go ahead.]
[Fujiwara: Nowadays, color blocking and gradient colors are popular, right? I think blue and white gradient shoes would look quite nice. The front part would be white, and the color deepens as you move towards the back, just like white waves transitioning into a deep blue. The tip is white, and at the back and heel, it’s blue.]
Imagining such shoes, Yukino Ritsuko’s slender fingertips moved with unprecedented agility, gently tapping the screen.
[Yukino: Sounds fantastic!]
[Fujiwara: And not just shoes, the blue and white gradient can be used for the entire outfit. For example, stockings, with the top part being white, deepening down to the ankle into blue. The dress too, from the straps down, transitions from white to blue. Just think about it, all the color concentrating on the feet, wouldn’t it be eye-catching?]
[Yukino: I’ve seen gradient stockings, and they really do look better than regular ones.]
[Fujiwara: I’m glad you like them too.]
Yukino Ritsuko’s heart skipped a beat, and her cheeks couldn’t help but feel a bit warm.
She had a premonition that Mr. Fujiwara wouldn’t mention this without reason, perhaps he wanted to give her such an outfit... What kind of relationship involves giving shoes, dresses, and stockings... Yukino Ritsuko felt a bit confused, a bit expectant, and her fingertips trembled as she replied.
[Yukino: Mr. Fujiwara, why did you suddenly bring this up?]
[Fujiwara: Oh, just curious. Busy now, talk next time.]
"..."
Yukino Ritsuko’s eye twitched a bit.
Staring at the screen displaying [Fujiwara], her intense gaze was like looking at a thoroughly frozen fish in a freezer.
"Sister Yukino?" Kitagawa Ryoko looked over.
"Oh, it’s nothing, continue dancing..." Yukino Ritsuko lightly bit her lower lip, putting away her phone.
"That part I just danced, does Sister Yukino have anything to say?"
"... Huh?"
Seeing Snow Woman’s completely unfocused expression, Kitagawa Ryoko felt a chill in her heart.
"Sister Yukino..."
"Hmm?" Yukino Ritsuko answered absent-mindedly with her head lowered.
She frowned, tightly pressing her lips.
Her shoeless feet looked delicate and adorable, the body covered by a large kimono seemed extraordinarily petite and fragile. Kitagawa Ryoko looked for a while, then moved beside her, sitting quietly for a moment before saying in a low voice, "Sister Yukino isn’t focused on the dance, right..."
"Uh, I... am." Yukino Ritsuko looked embarrassed.
"You weren’t even looking at me, biting the pen and stupidly grinning at the paper. You’re not helping me find the issues at all, you must be thinking about that scumbag again!"
"..." Yukino Ritsuko opened her mouth.
Originally, she wanted to say something, but ultimately couldn’t speak.
Actually... she wasn’t thinking about Fujiwara Reya, merely that his message just happened to disrupt her attention.
"Sister Yukino!" Kitagawa Ryoko pouted, feeling wronged.
Yukino Ritsuko paused, looked at the paper with only a few words written on it for a while, then raised her head slightly, softly saying, "Actually... I’ve been quite troubled lately. I’ve been wondering when he might come back, whether he’d voluntarily tell me what happened. In any case, Ryoko... I’m really sorry about earlier, could you dance again..."
"I knew it!" Kitagawa Ryoko sighed heavily, bending forward quietly, resting her cheek against Yukino Ritsuko’s back, "But seeing you like this, Sister Yukino, it makes my heart ache!"
"Heartache for what?"
"Because I like you, Sister Yukino!"
"Like?"
"Of course! Just like you like that scumbag!" Kitagawa Ryoko shook her head, muttering, "But there’s no result in liking him, so why not like me instead."