Post-interview reporter: "Dr. Jing Lin, what initially led you to choose clinical and counseling psychology?"
Jing Linnian answered seriously, "There wasn't any particularly profound reason. I initially leaned toward counseling, but later adjusted my studies and personal plans and switched to clinical research."
The reporter nodded, seemingly not very interested in the answer, then smiled conspiratorially. "All right, then we'll ask Dr. Jing Lin a question on behalf of all the netizens. Are you single right now?"
Jing Linnian had been sitting with her hands folded on her lap. At that, she raised one fair hand, displaying a diamond ring that was anything but subtle. "I'm engaged."
Miya Atsumu sat in front of the television in Miya Osamu's shop, watching Jing Linnian's interview. He showed off the matching pair of rings he shared with his teammates. "Look! That's my wife."
Kita Shinsuke looked at the girl on television, with her long, smooth hair and striking face, then at Miya Atsumu. He couldn't help reaching out to pat his head. "You don't have a fever. Why are you talking nonsense?"
Only when the girl who had just appeared on television opened the door to Onigiri Miya and walked in to sit beside Miya Atsumu did Kita Shinsuke let out the first scream of his life.
Apologies for any out-of-character moments.
Content warning: Volleyball gets little page time, and much of the story is from the female protagonist's perspective. Please read with caution if that bothers you.
Theme: We are still a hundred steps away from the fruit of summer.
