Love Comes After Learning

"Yotsuba, as long as you work hard, whether it's club activities, forest school, or study, you will definitely be rewarded.But in fact, I worry that, as a fool, I will hold everyone back again. 』

Recalling the scene where Yotsuba said those words with a chuckle, the slightly lonely tone seemed to still echo in his ears, Asada closed the notebook with a snap, and sighed softly.

"They are all working hard..."

Even if you don't have confidence in your ability to study and do other things, you won't say the word give up lightly.

In fact, from the very beginning, I didn't have to do anything, as long as the five of them unite together, that dazzling belief can overcome any difficulties, right?

Just participating with the purpose of proving something, a half-baked guy like him is completely inferior to those five girls.

"... let's go eat something."

Asada silently glanced at the dark cloud-covered sky, lowered his head, and saw that the tiles on the sidewalk were also gray.

Today's weather is really gloomy.

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Ding-dong-

Stepping into the nearest supermarket, Asada held the shopping basket in one hand, and took out his phone with the other to glance at the message with a blank expression.

There was some time before the dinner time, and he wanted to buy some snacks to fill his stomach, but suddenly received a message from his mother, asking him to buy some food and go home.

Well, anyway, there are snacks sold in the supermarket, so just take it easy.

"Carrots, potatoes, onions, miso, beef...is this going to make curry?"

The miso curry of Asada's family can be said to be the signature dish. Asada Shinichi has never been greasy since he was a snack. The salty fragrance has a simple, elegant and indifferent spicy taste. He can eat three bowls of rice in one meal if he doesn't eat much.

It's a pity that he's so lazy, he doesn't have to cook curry two or three times a month, otherwise he would have been raised as a fat man long ago.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his face showed a hint of anticipation. He soon came to the vegetable area, skillfully squeezed through the thick wall surrounded by aunts, picked a few carrots that looked good and was about to put them into the basket, and planned to escape from this place quickly. A crowded place.

At this time, the slender, white fingers still painted with light red nail polish just happened to hold the other end of the carrot and were about to snatch it away.

Asada was taken aback, and pulled back reflexively, letting the carrot get closer to him.

Because the aunt beside him blocked his view, he could only tell from the appearance of his arm that the person who was grabbing food from him was a young woman.The other party seemed to be pushed around and couldn't stand very stably, his arms were stretched out and trembling, and he didn't have enough strength to contend with him.

But even so, the other party did not let go easily. He only paused for a second when he pulled the carrot over, and then immediately, as if he was irritated, the skin on the back of the snow-white hand stretched suddenly, revealing obvious blue blood vessels. .

She gripped the carrot tightly like this, and started to pull it in her direction as if she would not give up until she grabbed the carrot.

Asada raised his eyebrows, and let go simply, and faintly heard a somewhat unexpected exclamation coming from behind the aunt's wall.

"ah!"

I guess it was too hard to stop it, right?

Alas, where there is no radish in the world, why bother to fall in love with a red one?Just find the next one, there's nothing to do with strangers.

Asada shook his head, hoping that the other party would not fall down, and casually picked up a few carrots and threw them into the basket, and then squeezed out of the big mother's wall.

The number of times he buys vegetables is not infrequent. Every time it comes to this time period, the fruit and vegetable area is crowded with people like this. He is used to it, but whenever he gets out of the crowd that seems like someone is stealing his ass, Asada has a sense of calmness. The grateful feeling of being alive on the battlefield.

I heard that the battle in the half-price bento area was even more brutal than here, and from time to time you could see someone being knocked out and carried out. Regarding this, Asada always felt that he was not in the same world as them...

So why didn't anyone call the police when this group of people fought openly in the supermarket?

There was a flaw in his logic, and he decided not to let himself think deeply, and continued to buy vegetables.

The next one is Tudou. Just as Asada was about to bypass the crowd here and go to the next crowded battlefield, a figure with long hair flew out suddenly from the wall of the aunt, and his footsteps were pushed a little uncomfortable. Steady, suddenly staggered a few times, and bumped straight towards him.

"Wow ah ah ah - small, be careful!"

Asada frowned, and turned sideways in a very quick reaction. The hand that was not holding the basket stretched out accurately, and grabbed the opponent's slender and smooth wrist. The basket in the other hand also gently touched the opponent's shoulder, stabilizing her figure.

"Are you okay?"

While wondering whether he had the talent to attract people to bump into him, Asada let go of his hand and asked indifferently.

"Phew... I'm fine, it's really helpful..."

Hearing the other party's reply, Asada nodded, and prepared to leave without looking at the other party's appearance.

Then he paused in his footsteps, and felt that the long pink hair was familiar from the corner of his eyes, and the voice seemed to have been heard many times...

He turned his head abruptly, and the other party raised his head suddenly from the resting position of leaning on the wall, and the eyes of the two met in the noisy and chaotic wall of aunts beside them, as if they had fallen into silence.

"Tina?"

"Asada?"

Asada Shinichi was about to speak, but was suddenly pushed hard by an aunt who squeezed out from the aunt's wall.

"Hey……"

It's okay to push, he can stabilize his body quickly.

But the problem was that the opponent hit him on the arm with a basket while pushing, and hit the wound that was still wrapped in gauze accurately.

"Hiss—" A needle-like pain came from his arm, Asada opened his eyes slightly, and took a breath of cold air instantly.

Nervously tensed for a moment, his footsteps became disordered, and he was pushed by the thrust behind him, and rushed directly towards the girl who was still holding on to the wall.

Feng Shui turns - size.

Damn it!Why does the same thing keep happening today?Where did God come from, is he playing a prank on me?

Or is it written on the calendar that people named Shinichi should not go out today?

Asada gritted her teeth fiercely, and under Nino's astonished gaze, she got closer and closer to her.

In the end, he pressed the hand with the less injured hand against the wall, and looked down at the pretty face covered by his own shadow, the long eyelashes were trembling slightly, as if he hadn't realized what happened thing.

Barely pulling the corners of his mouth, Asada gave her an awkward yet polite smile.

"Hello, this is an accident."

With a click, Er Nai stared at him with a flushed face, and clenched her silver teeth.

Chapter 140 Five Shocked!Is wall-dong one of diplomatic etiquette?

"Accident? Huh..."

Squeezing out the words between his teeth, Er Nai said every word in a tone that he didn't know whether it was shame or anger.

"I'll just repeat what you said to me in the stairwell—

If you want to talk, just say it, do you like intimate contact with girls so much?abnormal! "

Asada frowned slightly.

"It's not the same. You were active at that time, but now I am pushed into this posture by others, that is, passive. It is completely incomparable."

Looking down at her seriously, he said righteously.

"Also, don't call me a pervert."

——Because of the difference in height, he unexpectedly discovered that this posture is particularly impressive for looking down at people, which saves effort and is quite oppressive.

No wonder both men and women like to use wall-dong to increase the persuasiveness of their words. It has to be said that everything has its reason for existence.As long as one can hold back the shame, even a wall-dong can become part of the standard etiquette of diplomatic conversation.

Secretary Fujiwara seems to be the daughter of a diplomat?Next time, you can ask her if she has ever seen a scene where two middle-aged male diplomats fight each other in order to fight for international interests...

Tsk, I feel a little sick to my stomach just thinking about it; but if it's Secretary Fujiwara, I might get excited instead...

Currently, Asada is using a lot of useless thinking to let himself ignore the embarrassment in front of him.

This is the first time in this life that a Bidong person has come under such an accident. The complexity of his heart is comparable to that of miso curry without miso and soy sauce.

"Still active, passive, talking about these messy things..."

For his analysis, Nino had no intention of understanding at all. Under his pretendingly calm eyes, his face gradually became more rosy than the long hair behind him, and his expression of shame and anger began to overflow.

Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and yelled at Asada.

"Then you get out of the way quickly! You have stood firm and still don't get out of the way. Doesn't it mean that you enjoy the feeling of a wall-dong girl? Pervert!"

Clenching her palms tightly behind her back, trying hard to endure her beating heart, she lowered her head and shook her long hair, her eyes wandering on the ground, for fear that he would see her current expression.

When the shadow above his head receded and his shoes moved back a few steps, Er Nai breathed a sigh of relief, then gritted his teeth, secretly blaming himself for being so easily shaken.

(It's just a mere wall, calm down...)

No, you must not lose face in front of this guy!Otherwise, there will always be a feeling of bowing his head, I hate it!

She raised her head with a sullen face, and was about to say a few words to boost her momentum, but her eyes caught Asada's arm wrapped in white gauze.

Sniffing lightly, I was too shy just now and didn't notice, this guy has a faint smell of medicine?

Frowning tightly, Nino suddenly grabbed Asada's wrist and pulled her over.

"You are hurt?"

Asada's cheek twitched lightly, and her action caused her wound to be involved again, but the severe pain caused by the aunt's bump just now survived, and this small sting was nothing.

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Nino's worried look with pursed lips and slender brows came into view, he unconsciously relaxed his resistance, hesitated for a moment, and his expression was as usual.

"This is the patient's cosplay."

"Can you tell a lie about respecting other people's IQ?" Nino squinted at him in displeasure, let go of his fingers, folded his arms around his chest and hummed heavily.

"I don't care about you or anything. It doesn't matter how you were injured or how many injuries you suffered. Anyway, I am just one of your subordinates and I am not qualified to take care of such things."

"But for the sake of the operation of the committee, I must know whether you can afford the next job. If not, be ready to accept my usurpation!"

Turning his face aside, his voice was stiff and his jaw lifted slightly.

"..."

Asada looked at her, obviously caring, but he didn't want to be known to be caring anyway. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, for fear that she would become angry and call him perverted.

Although the two of them were in the corner of the supermarket, the surroundings were filled with noisy voices, and it would be fine if the volume was a little louder—but who knew if any aunt with sharp ears would just hear it?

At that time, it is very likely that he will be surrounded by a group of righteous aunts for a public trial on the spot...

This is a treatment worse than the death penalty.

In order not to let himself fall into that fate, he raised the basket in his hand and smiled reassuringly.

"Don't worry, if I have something to do, will I still come out to buy things? It's just that the doctor with the frog face is wrapped up more seriously, it's nothing serious."

Hearing what he said, the boulder hanging in someone's heart was finally let go.

"Yeah...huh, what a pity..."