Zongman: Exchange lives with the heroines

Kyoto, western Japan, is an important city in the Osaka metropolitan area, one of the three major metropolitan areas.

It is about 450 kilometers away from Tokyo, one of the three major metropolitan areas in the eastern part of Neon.

The journey takes six hours by regular train.

Taking the Shinkansen high-speed train takes two and a half hours.

The latter is roughly the same one-way time that Pochi-chan takes to go to school every day.

But that’s not how it’s calculated.

Two and a half hours is the time it takes for Pochi to leave home and arrive at Xiuhua High School.

The two and a half hours on the Shinkansen is spent on the high-speed rail.

If you add in the time spent waiting for the bus, transferring, and other trivial things, the time spent on traveling from Xia Mo's house to Xigong's house will at least double, and it will take about half a day.

It takes a whole day to go back and forth.

You still have classes tomorrow, so don't rush to come.

But Yukinoshita Yukino insisted on coming.

Goto Ichiri said weakly, "Me too."

"……Thanks."

Miss Xigong Mo expressed her sincere thanks.

He knew Yukino and Pochi were worried about him.

After all, suddenly becoming a disabled person is a blow that no one can bear.

Even though we know it is temporary, the difficulties caused by hearing impairment are a real reality.

In other words, her left ear can hear a tiny bit of sound, otherwise Miss Xigong Mo would probably go crazy.

But even if you don't go crazy, more than an hour of silence is enough to make you feel upset.

The thought that this situation might continue for the next few days or even months is unacceptable.

Hey!

So annoying!

He had no appetite for lunch.

At this time, Yukinoshita Yukino and Goto Ichiri insisted on coming to Kyoto, and he was really touched.

"Your love is so deep and loyal, I have nothing to repay you, I only wish to repay you with my body."

He made a solemn promise.

next moment.

He felt something in his heart and quickly put away his phone. He looked up and saw a "young man" wearing red casual clothes, a camera, black hair, blue eyes and handsome appearance, who had appeared in front of him at some point.

"Promise yourself?"

The "boy" had a strange expression, used sign language, and spoke clearly and slowly.

Miss Xigong Mo only understood a little bit.

After all, sign language is not easy to learn. Even with the blessing of [learning talent], he can't master sign language by guessing in class in just one class.

Fortunately, by combining the sounds he heard with the lip reading he figured out, he accurately received the message conveyed by the "boy".

The "boy" seemed to be very familiar with him and was able to use accurate communication methods that he could understand.

After a moment's thought, Miss Nishimiya Mo immediately recognized the identity of the "boy" - Nishimiya Shoko's younger sister Nishimiya Yuzuru.

"Yuzuru, why... don't you make any sound when you walk?"

Just like Xia Xiaojun, Miss Xigong Mo spoke incoherently and with great difficulty.

This is not pretending.

It's really inconvenient for him to talk now.

Perhaps because of not speaking for many years, there is something wrong with this body's throat.

It feels a little dry, as if something is stuck in the throat, preventing me from making sounds like a normal person.

But it shouldn't be a big problem.

Speak more often, and your throat will adapt and you will be able to speak almost normally.

The "boy" is Yuzuru Nishimiya. When she heard her "sister's" words, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes and her expression became more and more strange.

Walking without making any sound?

I made a sound, but you couldn't hear it.

As a good sister who cares about her sister the most, Yuzuru Nishimiya would certainly not say such heartbreaking words.

She used both sign language and spoken language, nodding perfunctorily, "Yes, yes, I'll pay attention next time. Sister, can you tell me who you want to marry me to?"

"…What else…did you see?"

ha?

Are there worse words ahead?

Nishimiya Yuzuru widened his eyes in disbelief.

Miss Xigong Mo felt relieved and explained, "Don't... misunderstand me. I was just joking... with my... friend."

joke?

How come I didn’t know that you, sister, could make such a lively joke?

No, friend?

Sister, where did you get your friends?

Miss Xigong Mo said briefly: "Netizen."

Netizens, friends made online, scammers... My sister was scammed online!

Nishimiya Yuzuru came to a conclusion instantly, his face changed slightly, and he frowned and said, "Can you tell me about my sister's friend?"

"secret."

Miss Xigong Mo paused and added: "It's... a girl."

If you say it is a girl, then it is a girl. Through the Internet, who knows if there is a human or a ghost behind it.

Besides, just because she is a girl doesn’t mean she is a liar.

Looking at Miss Nishimiya Mo sitting in her seat, eating her lunch box with her head down, Nishimiya Yuzuru felt that he needed to investigate his sister's so-called friends.

……

In the name of traveling with Natsume and Yukinoshita Yukino, Goto Ichiri reluctantly persuaded her family to agree to let her go to Kyoto.

packing luggage.

ready to go.

2 p.m.

Board the high-speed rail.

The scenery outside the window rapidly receded. The three of them sat in their seats and chatted, getting to know each other. At the same time, Yukinoshita Yukino introduced Xia Mo's situation, and Goto Ichiri echoed.

A best-selling light novel writer, the top student in the school mock exam, a popular songwriter, a guitarist and keyboardist...

Looking at the relevant information searched on the mobile phone, Xia Xiaojun couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

"Okay, that's great."

She had never seen or even heard of such an outstanding peer.

"Yeah, Mo Jun is very powerful."

Goto Ichiri nodded, looking honored.

stare!

Yukinoshita Yukino cast her eyes over.

"Oh, yes, sorry..."

Goto Ichiri immediately gave in and apologized quickly.

Yukinoshita Yukino calmly withdrew her gaze.

Xia Xiaojun looked at the two of them in confusion.

"Why... suddenly... apologize?"

"Oh, this, this is my fault."

Poaching is wrong after all.

"What...is...wrong?"

Xia Xiaojun asked the reason, and she wanted to help the two resolve the misunderstanding.

Yukinoshita Yukino didn't mind giving Goto Ichiri a chance to correct his mistakes.

"Give up now and I can pretend that nothing happened."

"Yes, sorry."

Even someone as weak as Pochi-chan still has her own persistence in the pursuit of love.

Yukinoshita Yukino narrowed her eyes.

Goto Ichiri trembled.

Xia Xiaojun couldn't help but ask: "What... is... the matter?"

……

in the afternoon.

Sign language class.

Miss Nishimiya Mo spent the day quickly flipping through the sign language textbook.

after class.

He closed the textbook and let out a long breath.

"Finally... I've gotten started."

Although I cannot use it skillfully, simple daily communication is no longer a problem.

I believe that in a few days, I will be able to use sign language as fluently as my mother tongue.

But by then, he might not need sign language anymore.

Because he has also mastered lip reading.

In the future, you can directly look at the other person’s mouth when communicating with them.

And there is no need for sign language to convey one's meaning.

"In...a few days, my throat...should be able to speak...normally."

Miss Xigong Mo whispered to herself, her brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

It’s fucking stupid that I can’t hear myself talking!

Subsequently.

Take out your phone and check the time.

There are still a few minutes left before the last class starts.

Miss Xigong Mo got up and prepared to go to the bathroom.

I walked out of the classroom and looked at the message Xia Xiaojun secretly sent me on my phone.

He sighed helplessly and replied: "Thank you for your help, I already know the matter and I will solve it."

The trouble with being a playboy.

Putting away her phone, Miss Nishimiya Mo walked in the corridor, thinking about how to persuade Yukino.

Suddenly, he was tapped on the shoulder.

He looked back.

A tall, thin, anxious-looking boy with a ponytail and below-average looks came up behind him at some point.

The boy was holding a worn-out notebook in his hand, and he seemed very nervous and awkward. He used both oral and sign language and asked, "Um... Um, Nishimiya, do you still remember me?"