My girlfriend is Ying Li Li

Ebina looked down at his toes, his voice inaudible.

Fortunately, Hajima Kiyosuke's hearing was very good, so he didn't miss it. He stretched out his half-received right hand again, landed on Ebina's head, and gently smoothed the hair.

After squinting his eyes and enjoying the head-butt killing for a while, Ebina finally said goodbye and left with satisfaction.

"Good night, senior."

…

A night of silence.

the next day.

When I left the apartment in the morning, I didn't meet Xiaomi and Ebina. They probably went to school early to participate in activities, but they met Sage classmates halfway.

"Kato, good morning."

Hashima Seisuke is now able to accurately find Kato Megumi's position in the crowd.

"Hashima-kun, good morning."

Kato put away his mobile phone and walked to Hajima Seisuke quite naturally, his short ponytail swaying slightly behind his back, and then walked to school as usual.

"What activities does your class do during the campus festival?"

Hajima Kiyosuke asked curiously.

"It's a dessert shop." Kato held his schoolbag with both hands, his voice calm and quiet, like catkins in the wind, "When we voted yesterday, many boys were talking about the maid cafe, which looked a bit scary."

Hajima Seisuke shrugged: "The situation in our class is similar."

It seems that no matter what age, it is a boy's first wish to see a girl wearing a maid outfit.

"Ah..." Megumi Kato tilted her head and wrote lightly, "It seems as dark as the crows in the world are suitable for this place."

Disliked.

The look in his eyes clearly said 'Hashima-kun is also a crow'!

"This sentence is not correct." Hajima Kiyosuke coughed twice and retorted, "Not all crows in the world are black. In desert areas, there are actually crows with white feathers."

"Hmm." Megumi Kato gently wrapped her fingers around the hair beside her ears, "But all the crows I saw were black."

"..."

"Speaking of which, you participated in the cheerleading team at the last sports festival." Hashima Seisuke silently changed the subject, "Are there any tasks assigned to this school festival?"

"There is indeed something to do." Megumi Kato nodded lightly, "The school festival lasts for three days. There are not many girls in our class and there is a shortage of manpower, so the monitor asked me to be the cake baker."

Classmate Shengren pursed her pink lips and said, "I have never made a small cake before, and I am planning to practice it in the next few days."

Hajima Kiyosuke pondered:

"The cooking department doesn't necessarily have a place for you to practice, right?"

"So I practice at home."

“If you make too much practice cake, will it be wasted if you can’t eat it?”

"It's possible."

Kato's expression was calm, as if he didn't care at all.

Hajima Seisuke raised his right hand and said seriously: "Then I will be responsible for eating and evaluating."

Chapter 915 Things must be done on a first-come, first-served basis

It's twelve o'clock sharp.

Lunch break.

Just as the bell rang, Hajima Kiyosuke received a message from his senior, which only contained a few simple words.

"Sandwiches, milk, scripts, rooftop."

Hajima Kiyosuke silently put away his phone.

Laziness is indeed one of the original sins of mankind.

In the past, the senior sister would occasionally send messages asking people to go to the rooftop, and usually she would bring bread and drinks for lunch. But now it has changed. She often calls others to go to the rooftop, and never pays for running errands.

If it were a superior-subordinate relationship between a boss and an employee, he would have already jumped ship and run away!

Eiriri was about to eat a lunch with her friends when she suddenly saw Hajima Kiyosuke quietly taking out a stack of things from his schoolbag from the corner of his eye and walking out.

"Hey, what is it?"

"Sister control Kiyosuke won't you go to the cafeteria to eat?"

"Are you going to eat bread with that dark and sinister woman?"

Yinglili's mind was very active and she guessed the truth of the matter instantly.

"Damn it!"

"Isn't this girl going to go behind my back and have lunch with that shady girl every day?"

The more Ying Lili thought about it, the angrier she became, and she couldn't help but want to follow him to find out.

In the end, it was the shouts of her friends that woke her up.

"Yinglili, are you okay?" A girl looked at her in confusion, "Why did you stop eating all of a sudden?"

"Ah, it's okay..." Ying Lili quickly changed her smile to greet others, "I just thought of something... let's continue eating."

After wearing the mask for a long time, it turns out that it cannot be easily taken off.

Ying Lili looked at the quite sumptuous bento in front of her and suddenly felt that it didn't taste good.

ten minutes later.

Hashima Seisuke carried the bread and milk for two people, opened the door and walked up to the rooftop. He paused for a moment, turned around and walked towards the long, straight black girl sitting on the bench.

"you are late."

The senior looked up and then continued playing on her phone.

"Don't look at the number of people buying bread and just look at others who are late. This is hooliganism." Hajima Seisuke sat down next to the senior sister and handed over the sandwich and milk in his hand, "Here you go."

The senior sister put away her phone, reached out to take the sandwich, tore open the package and took a bite, then stretched out her white and shiny palm: "Give me the script."

Hashima Seisuke handed over the script.

"Well……"

The senior put the script on her lap, bit into her sandwich, and opened it.

"Watch it after eating."

Hajima Seisuke took a bite of the bread and reminded him helplessly, but he knew very well in his heart that it was of no use.

The senpai's attributes as a literary girl are well-deserved. One of her usual hobbies is reading, and she even refuses to take time off when eating.

"Wasting all your time on boring meals is a wasteful behavior."

The senior sister was eating a sandwich, reading the script, and making complaints at the same time. She was very skilled at multitasking, and she was indeed a genius girl.

"……milk."

The senior sister said without raising her head.

"It's really hard to be so busy."

Hashima Seisuke had no choice but to hand the milk with the straw inserted in front of his senior sister.

"Well, junior-kun's smell is too strong today..."

"I suspect you are driving." Hajima Kiyosuke said with a deadpan expression and retracted his right hand, "Don't drink again."

"……whispering sound."

While multitasking, the senior finished the sandwich and finished reading the script at the same time. It would be better to say that she was taking the script with her meal, otherwise she would have finished the sandwich long ago.

"finish watching."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu closed the script and finally raised her head.

"How do you feel?" Hashima Kiyosuke asked, "Is there anything that needs to be modified?"

"The script is very interesting, but there are definitely areas that need to be revised..." The senior sister stretched out her pink tongue and gently licked the cheese on her fingertips like a cat. This simple action contained an indescribable temptation. , said nonchalantly, "After all, it was the junior's 'first time', so I barely passed."

If a senior is a commentator, she must be a very picky type. If she can give a "barely passing" evaluation, it means that the script is not bad, otherwise it will definitely not pass.

Next, the two people discussed the content of the script, and the lunch break came to an end before they knew it.

"It's almost time to go back." Hajima Kiyosuke looked at the time on his phone and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, where is senior's script?"

"..."

The senior sister silently turned her head and looked at the sky.

A bad premonition came to his mind, and Hajima Kiyosuke couldn't help but said:

"You didn't write it?"

The senior sister twisted her fingers around her hair, "Of course I wrote it."

"How much did you write?"

Naturally, Hashima Seisuke would not be easily fooled.

"Hmm..." Senior sister stood up and patted the folds on her skirt, "About one-tenth?"

Isn’t that just a beginning? Sure enough, a creature like the creator will keep delaying until the death line comes!

…

Hajima Seisuke returned to the classroom, and there was only the last minute left before class.

Eiri was holding her chin up and looking at the back door boredly. When she saw Hajima Seisuke coming in, she immediately frowned and turned to look out the window.

Hajima Seisuke saw this in his eyes, silently walked to the table and sat down, picked up the math textbook and opened it, and then took advantage of the noise in the class to whisper: "I was just on the rooftop with my senior sister..."

"Hundan sister control!"

It was just a matter of having lunch with that fat woman in black stockings, and now she said it without any guilt. She was really trying to make people angry on purpose!

Seeing Zakuli glaring over with murderous intent, Hashima Seisuke calmly continued: "Senior sister accepted the commission from the drama department and asked her to write two scripts. Time was a little tight, so one of them was given to me. "

"She can write it even if you don't write it." Yinglili complained bitterly, and she was very familiar with her senior sister. "Anyway, that scheming girl has no fighting spirit when she is on the verge of the bottom line... It's time for class, don't talk to me."

"Yes Yes."

There were only two classes in the afternoon. During the second English class, Zhaili continued to doze off little by little. Apparently she stayed up late again last night.

After the school bell rang, he yawned and walked to the art department, while others were noisily discussing various arrangements for the school festival.

For Seisuke Hashima, who has no club and has never played a role in a campus festival, the day's campus life is over.

Carrying his schoolbag and walking out of the classroom, Hajima Seisuke walked to the door of the next class and looked in. The math teacher was mopping the classroom. Under the podium, everyone was drowsy. An Yilun was lying on the table, sleeping soundly.

Kato, who was sitting in an inconspicuous seat by the window, was not sleeping, but the pencil in his hand was not moved at all, and he was obviously in a daze.

"Well?"

After staying for about three seconds, Kato quickly noticed Hajima Kiyosuke's gaze and turned to look at the door.

Eyes facing each other.

Kato didn't feel guilty at all about being caught in a daze, but instead started playing with the pencil as if nothing had happened.

Hajima Seisuke gently twitched the corner of his mouth, and without waiting much, he left the teaching building and walked to the school gate to wait.

After a while.

Classmate Shengren, who was carrying his schoolbag in both hands, walked over quietly.

"Hashima-kun, I've been waiting for a long time."

"Did you understand today's math class?"

Hajima Seisuke put away his phone and looked at Sage-classmate.

"Well, um..." Kato tilted his head, "I feel like I understand, but I don't seem to understand."