The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"Yeah, what's the matter, Kosaka-san doesn't feel like it?"

Sitting there, Wubu had a gentle smile like Yamato Nadeko, and there was a seemingly weak but unexpectedly powerful feeling in his gestures. If it should be said, everyone is a lady?

"I heard that Liuhuajiang is doing a job similar to Wanshiwu. I thought it was very interesting, so I thought about entrusting it. That's probably how I feel."

"...Hehe, that's it."

This reason was too casual, and it turned out that he just wanted to have fun. Although he had almost given up hope in his heart, on the surface Wu Ye still asked in accordance with the established "rules".

"By the way, Wubu, since you are the client, you should have seen the so-called 'monster', right?"

"I've seen it, but it's not a monster to be precise."

Wubu lightly tapped his chin with his hand, and let out a lovely sound of thinking like "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu".

"According to me, it's supposed to be an angel or something?"

She said so.

"……Angel?"

Recalling that frozen frog, which was not pleasant in any way, the corners of Wu Ye's mouth couldn't help but twitched.

Such a curious thing is actually an angel?Isn't this girl's world view unique?

"It's an angel."

While speaking, Wu Bu's tone gradually became ambiguous, and peachy ripples appeared in his eyes.

"Small, so cute, especially the innocent eyes, it's amazing."

"..."

Damn, this girl is hopeless, it's fine if you think frogs are cute, what the hell is that innocent look in her eyes?You can still read that thing's eyes?

"Especially the beautiful wings, I don't know what material they are made of, they are like crystals, so beautiful~"

"..."

wing?Is this still a frog?Could it be because of the principle of refraction of ice cubes that she was wrong?

"And that voice, the way Tsundere wants to be strong is so cute~"

"..."

sound?Where did that "quack quack" sound come from?

"Ah~ When I think about the child's appearance, I regret that I didn't take a picture with my phone..."

Completely ignoring Wu Ye's heckling expression, Wu Bu indulged himself in the memory of the "angel" in her mind.

"That child is so perfect. The only thing that I don't like is that she is holding that strange thing in her hand."

"..."

Hehe, perfect... Indeed, only such a powerful title can be worthy of the one who is frozen and will not die... eh?

Suddenly aware of the strangeness in Wu Bu's words, Wu Ye asked suspiciously:

"Is that frog still holding something in its hand...?"

"Frog? Ah, yes, it's a frog."

Wu Bu was taken aback for a moment, then clapped his hands suddenly.

"The child was holding a strange ornament that looked like a frozen frog."

"……wait."

Wu Ye was stunned for a moment, and finally realized——

Eyes, wings, voice, strange decorations, it turns out that Wubu was not talking about the frozen frog, but the prisoner holding the frozen frog? !

"Then the monster you're talking about is...?"

"Of course it's the strange ornament that the kid is holding."

Wubu tilted his head, trying to recall what happened yesterday:

"Yesterday, I was asked by the teacher to tidy up the utility room, and then I saw the child there. She was holding a strange decoration in her hand. I called her and she ran away immediately."

she?Is it a girl?

Wu Ye was slightly taken aback, then continued to ask:

"and then?"

"Then I chased after her, but the child suddenly disappeared. I searched the utility room for a long time but couldn't find her. In the end, only the strange decoration was left on the shelf."

Regretfully lowering his eyes, Wubu continued:

"This should be a child who sneaked in from outside the school to play. In the end, she left the frog decoration behind, but I'm not very good at such things, so after seeing the box prepared by Liuhuajiang, I I'll try to 'entrust' you guys right away."

"..."

In other words, this guy actually thinks that frozen frog is disgusting, so he wants to find a coolie to remove it?

Wu Ye, who instantly understood what was going on, looked at the side of Liuhua who seemed to be praised, and sighed silently.