I uninstalled Huangmao System

"Hey, senior."

"........."

"Senior~~"

Jinguji Yue, who was sitting in the corner, put down his book and glanced at the girl at the cashier. Because she was too short, he could only see the girl's forehead, which was as shiny as a brand new glass product.

"what happened?"

"Let's talk very casually."

"Where's the book I asked you to read just now?"

"I feel sleepy after reading two pages."

"You never disappoint me."

"Eh? Really? Hehehe... I'm quite embarrassed to be praised by my senior."

"........."

Because she was too bored and couldn't sit still, the girl walked out of the checkout counter and inexplicably started doing radio gymnastics in the store. That is because she was petite so she could stretch her limbs so as not to hit the bookshelf.

Jingujiji suddenly thought of something and asked aloud: "Why do you want to work here?"

"Well... we have nothing to do anyway, and we can still get money from working."

"Isn't there still work in the student union?"

"We live together with Kyou-chan. It's okay to visit the store when we get home. Besides, Kyou-chan takes good care of us, so I want to help her too."

Jinguji Yue thought for a while and then stopped talking.

"The senior is the one. It seems that because he joined the student union, he refused the usual schedule. Can't we do it together?"

"Because I can't go home too late. If I finish my work in the student union and then come back to work, it will already be after eight o'clock when I get home."

"Well, for high school students, it's indeed a little late to go home at this time, but it's okay occasionally."

Jingujizuki's hand while turning the pages of the book froze slightly, remembering some past events, and then said calmly: "...Mother will be worried."

"Eh? Just for this reason."

"It's already a very important reason for me."

"I really can't tell. Could it be that the senior is a mama's boy? Pfffft - it's so funny."

The young man glanced sideways at her, and Yang Gongyao covered his mouth and stopped making any sound.

Jingujizuki sighed helplessly, thinking that there was really no need to argue with her.

"My mother is quite a worried person, and my father is on a business trip abroad. I always want to come home and have dinner with her every day."

Yang Gongyao looked at the young man while covering his mouth, blinked his big eyes, and nodded in understanding.

"We seem to be similar. When we were in my hometown, the family was always lively and lively. Although the younger brothers and sisters were noisy, they were very cute."

"What a surprise. Are you the eldest daughter?"

"Yeah, we have a younger brother and a younger sister, they are twins, and then there is an older brother."

"Actually said 'then'."

"Our homeboy prefers salt correspondence, so being despised is more like a reward."

"Please forgive me for my difficulty in understanding."

In short, Jinguji Yue has no interest in the introduction of the members of the Yanggu family.

"Is the senior an only child?"

The young man paused and gave a shallow "hmm".

"Well... that's about right."

"Yes, it means, no means no, it's almost the same. No wonder the president and senior sister said that you always talk about words and words that you don't use in daily life."

Seeing that Jingujiyue stopped talking, Yang Gongyao scratched his head blankly, thought for a while, and said:

"Then what, if we said something strange, senior please correct me on the spot, otherwise we will do it again next time."

Jingujizuki cast a confused look at her.

"When we were in junior high school, we were often told that we couldn't read the air, and we seemed to unknowingly touch on topics that others didn't want to mention.

"The distance between people is really difficult to control. However, we are naturally talkative. It is one thing to want to correct ourselves, but it is another thing not to want to live in an awkward way. .

“So, if we say anything wrong, please Jinguji-senpai must pester us on the spot, and it doesn’t matter if we rebuke loudly.

"If we find out that our seniors are talking about me with others behind our backs, we might become an autistic girl who refuses to go to school."

The little animal in front of him rarely showed a serious expression. It seemed that he really valued this matter from the bottom of his heart. He was afraid that his behavior would cause dissatisfaction from someone, and he was afraid of hearing slander from all directions.

Jinguji Tsuki thought that to be able to make this seemingly untroubled little animal express such profound thoughts, there must have been some kind of unbearable past.

Most adolescent boys and girls are like them, each carrying their own worries, big or small, and then grow into adults without knowing it.

As a result, those worries gradually turned into lingering pressure, and they had to follow them wherever they went.

Jingujizuki shook his head: "I haven't had any symptoms yet. The accountant is worried about the illness of the junior high school girl."

"Sickness? You actually said that we are sick? We are going to be angry!"

Jingujizuki stopped talking to her, and her phone vibrated slightly at this moment. She took it out and saw that it was a message from Kudo from the drama department.

After pondering for a while, he said to the girl: "Yang Gong, bring the copy of "The Journey to Death" over there. Yes, the second volume is in the drawer on the left."

"What? Senior really likes to read light novels. He is a male high school student after all."

The girl seemed quite proud of herself, and walked towards the young man with cheerful steps.

However, the dark green gown she wore obviously did not allow her to make such a bold move.

When he was about to reach the boy, his right foot stepped on the hem of the work apron as expected. Before he even landed, there was an "ouch" sound and he hit the boy's arms.

Jingujiyue just received a headbutt from Yang Gongyao. Although it didn't hurt much, it was obviously not very comfortable.

If he wasn't worried about this guy's head hitting the ground, Jinguji Yue would have been able to avoid it.

Looking down at Yang Gongyao who was jumping on him and hitting the girl on the head, Jinguji Yue said angrily: "Can't you be more careful?"

"Hey, hey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my senior's stomach is quite comfortable."

Yang Gongyao touched his head in embarrassment and propped his elbows on the boy's knees to get up.

bell bell~~

The young man thought that fate really likes to play tricks on the world.

People here only refer to Jinguji Moon.

In other words, someone is arranging his future.

If it wasn't the case, it was really hard for him to imagine why this girl named Sakurakoji Sakura, his childhood sweetheart, and his first love, always appeared in situations that shouldn't happen at the right time.

So, from the perspective of Sakurakoji Sakura, she happily brought prepared snacks to express her condolences to the working boy.

After pushing the door open, the first thing he saw was a petite girl, kneeling on her knees, sandwiched between the knees of the boy who was her childhood sweetheart.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a serious play.