I uninstalled Huangmao System

This moderate farce finally came to an end. After sending handmade snacks to Jinguji Yue, Sakurakoji Sakura went to participate in the weekend club training.

Because food was not allowed in a bookstore, the snacks Sakurakoji Sakura brought could only be tasted at home. The boy sat in the rest area in the corner of the bookstore, silently turning the pages of the book in his hands.

Beside several bookshelves, a short school girl was pretending to be cleaning, her eyes constantly glancing towards Jinguji Yue.

"Work hard."

The young man said without raising his head.

"Gu...Senior, do you think of us as your easy subordinates?"

"I'm very optimistic about you. You will be the mainstay here from now on. Those who can do more work."

"We are very sad. Someone else's 15-year-old is in a sweet love. When we were 15-year-old, we have experienced the hardships of workplace bullying. We will not believe it in the world."

"As for this?"

"It's all the senior's fault."

"Yes, yes, yes, there is a ladder over there. Use a ladder for places that are out of reach. Wipe it carefully."

"Sexual harassment, workplace bullying, we hate Tokyoites."

"Coincidentally, I hate it too."

Yang Gongyao glared at the young man angrily, but no matter what expression she made on her face, people regarded her as a cute mascot, so she suffered the disadvantage of being too cute.

The girl kept making faces at Jinguji Yue, Jinguji Yue closed the book with a "snap", and Yang Gong Yao was startled and hid behind the bookshelf.

Jingujizuki walked over wordlessly, faced the girl's bent and wary expression, and laughed out loud for no reason. His originally depressed mood was surprisingly expressed, and he patted the girl's head gently:

"You clean the lower floor and I clean the upper floor, is that okay?"

"Eh? Well...it's okay, it's okay."

"Then let's do it."

"Oh... oh oh."

"Why are you looking like this? You seem to have something to say to me."

"Senior is suddenly so gentle to us. We are not used to it. It hurts..."

Jinguji Yue released the hand that squeezed her Tianling Gai and said calmly: "Are you satisfied now?"

"Violent opposition!"

"Work hard and I'll buy you a drink."

"Really? Yeah! We want to drink DrPepper."

"You still understand."

"Hehe~"

……

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At five o'clock in the afternoon, when the part-time job was over, Tsuki Jinguji changed places with Kyoko Nagumo who came to take over her shift, put the apron she took off back into the cabinet, and prepared to leave the store.

"Oh yes, Miss Nayun, can you lend me this?"

"This" refers to Yang Gongyao.

"Senior, you are really too much. What do you mean by 'this'!" Yang Gongyao slapped the boy's hand away, his face puffed up like a hot air balloon about to take off.

"Well...it doesn't matter, huh? Are you also interested in my Yao-chan?" Nagumo Kyoko showed a teasing expression, as if she wanted to have fun.

"That's not the case at all." Jinguji Yue said calmly.

"Gu! Being denied as if nothing happened, our girl's heart is somewhat hurt." Yang Gongyao covered his chest, looking like he had been hit hard.

"Girl's Heart or DrPepper, which one do you choose?"

"DrPepper!"

The little animal's mood became visibly cheerful, which showed that it was still too early for her to have a "girlish heart".

"Auntie! My senior and I are going out!"

"Don't call me aunt."

"Yes, Kyou-chan, senior, we are leaving soon."

So, Yang Gongyao dragged Jinguji Yue and pushed open the door of the bookstore. When the "ringing ringing" sound subsided, the store returned to silence, leaving the adult woman lazily crossing her legs, and then looked at the boy without looking. The finished book is coming.

Wandering in the intricate alley, the boy put coins into the vending machine, dropped two cans of DrPepper, and handed one to the short girl next to him.

"Thank you, senior."

Opening the ring with a pop, Jinguji Yue sat down on a bench in the open-air rest area outside the mall, and Yang Gongyao sat next to him very naturally, just like in the student union room of the school.

"Gurgling...pooha!! It's so refreshing!"

"Does it taste so good?"

"Because I got it for free."

Jingujizuki silently took a sip of his drink: "Oh, that's it."

Yang Gongyao held the drink can in both hands, his two legs together swaying slightly, and the slightly rough denim fabric rubbed from side to side, making a "rustling" sound.

"Senior, it seems that you haven't even asked us."

"what?"

"At first we were the same as the seniors, we were unwilling to join the club, but in the end we turned against the president and the senior sister."

"Oh... that matter, it doesn't matter." Jingujizuki said calmly.

At first, Jinguji Tsuki was reluctant to join the club because he had a systematic task and had to pick up girls after school.

After he uninstalled the system, he was already a notorious scumbag, and I believe no club would welcome a guy like him.

Even if there is such a club, it is completely foreseeable that after he joins, he will be swallowed up by the school's gossip.

It can be said that if you want to accept Jinguji Yue, you are fighting against the atmosphere of the school.

No one can beat the atmosphere.

Instead of doing such useless work, it is better to go home early and read a book to feel comfortable.

However, at that time, a girl came to him and talked to him and dragged him into the student union.

This is the first time Jinguji Tsuki has found a place to live in the cage called "school" that excluded him.

Although it can't be said to be a eulogy of youth, it is still more comfortable than walking alone on the long cherry blossom slope before dusk falls and listening to the shouts from the playground.

As Haruki Murakami said, no one likes loneliness, they just don’t want to be disappointed.

Jinguji Moon is not exempt from customs.

He is just a 16-year-old boy, naive, green, and prejudiced against the world.

Carrying the pain of adolescence in my heart, I carefully covered the wounds and was ashamed to show them to others until I grew up.

Seeing that Jinguji Yue was silent, the short girl next to him kept glancing at him sideways.

"Hey, if senior asks us now, maybe we will tell the truth."

"I have no interest in the privacy of my descendants."

Yang Gongyao said softly "Oh" and took a sip of his drink.

Suddenly, Jinguji Yue thought of something and turned to look at Yang Gong Yao: "Is it okay tomorrow morning?"

"Tomorrow morning? Ah... it's about the inspection."

"It's still too late to talk to President Hoshino Mori. I'm fine on my own."

"We didn't say we were unhappy."

"Is it really okay? If you stand at the school gate with me, you might be excluded."

Yang Gongyao snorted with great dignity: "It might be true for others, but I'm very cute and no one will hate me."

The young man smiled bitterly: "What an amazing confidence."

The girl jumped off the bench and faced the boy: "In short, seniors, there is no need to worry about this kind of thing. Although seniors will engage in sexual harassment, workplace bullying, and a little DV, we are not vegetarians."

"Don't say these words to your classmates just now, otherwise I will be wanted in the first grade."

"Pfft, haha, then senior will have to come and please us."

"Yes Yes."

She glanced at her phone, smiled softly and said, "It's getting late, we have to go back, otherwise my aunt will be worried."

"Ah."

"Then...see you at school. Thank you DrPepper, senior."

Yang Gongyao took smart steps, smiled and waved goodbye, leaving a slender figure on his back.

See you at school...?

The young man closed his eyes and felt that going to school didn't seem so bad after all.