Love Comes After Learning

——Everyone has their own happiness, just as everyone has their own youth.

Standing in the corridor watching the two people, Toyomi Fujiwara put down his hands and slightly pressed his burning chest, the feeling of peace and happiness spread into his palms.

But immediately, as if thinking of something, she frowned slightly troubled.

"I can't let Dad know..."

Otherwise, my younger brother will definitely encounter a lot of trouble.

Or ask them to hurry up and cook the rice, so that Dad can only accept the facts?

But it also depends on their wishes...

Toyomi Fujiwara was troubled for a moment, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration.

'If they don't want to marry and have children too early, then I will be their shield! '

she thought with ease.

"Anyway, I'm different from Qianhua and Mengye. I'm a bad boy who isn't a lady at all~ A young boyfriend will at most be missed by my father for a while, but it can guarantee the safety of my younger brother. He can Take advantage of that time to keep secrets with Qianhua until the doomed fait accompli and then let Dad know all about it, without giving him any room to refuse! '

"Well, it's decided~"

Toyomi Fujiwara nodded slowly, very satisfied with the perfect plan he came up with and the noble spirit of self-sacrifice

Chapter 110: Chika Fujiwara's Confession

After some squabbling downstairs, Asada originally wanted to take Fujiwara Chika to a certain coffee shop to sit and chat, but she was directly dragged upstairs.

In this way, Asada entered Fujiwara Chika's boudoir in a daze, her nose was filled with a fresh scent that made her body warm, as if she had fallen into a sweet trap of flowers and fruits.

"I have something nice to show Xiao Asada, please sit down first!"

Before explaining why he came, Qianhua covered his mouth with a bright and innocent smile, casually took two cans of bottled black tea from the small refrigerator and put them on the tea table, then went straight to find the good thing she said.

Asada sat on the cushion, glanced at the black tea, and then at the girly single bed, not knowing what to say.

There are many things I want to say, but what tone to use and where to speak make people hesitate.

Without thinking about it for a long time, Chika Fujiwara quickly sat opposite him across the tea table with a box in her hand.

Asada always felt that her sitting posture was much more dignified than when she was in the student council, and her movements seemed reserved.

Did you feel nervous when you came to your senses after you brought the boy into your room?

"Dangdang! This is the game I finished last night, I'm really exhausted~"

As if to cover up the rest of the reaction, she bluffed half-satisfied and half-complaining, and opened the lid of the box.

Just don't fail to do it - Asada naturally wouldn't say such incomprehensible words, he just looked at the slightly precipitated melanin under her eye bags, then turned his eyes away to look at the contents in the box.

"This is……?"

Asada couldn't help raising his eyebrows halfway.

Chika Fujiwara put her hands on her hips, and shouted out the name of this thing with great interest:

"That's right, this is the role-playing game created by me—Shuchiin ver.!"

Asada ignored her, but focused on the game.

"Using our school as the background..."

He picked up a small cardboard similar to a name tag, on which was written "No. 15, Class B of the second year, I am the only one lucky", and he flipped through the others a little bit, not only the second grade, but also the class numbers and names of the first and third grades. in these nameplates.

The game environment is a simplified campus map of Xiuzhiyuan, on which are written various event grids that are very similar to the game of life.

"Oh, it's a good thing I have a list of all the students in the school, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to do it~" Fujiwara Chika shook her head, pretending to be modest and shamelessly said the dirty things of using power for personal gain.

But without waiting for Asada's response, he directly took the map from his hand and laid it out on the coffee table, and then placed two chess pieces that seemed to have distinct genders on the starting grid.

"Okay, game preparation!"

Picking up two dice, when the words fell, the duelist's soul was ignited in the girl's eyes, and the long pink hair fluttered automatically even without wind.

[At this moment, players from all over Tokyo covered their chests one after another, their faces all stained with solemnity, and they suppressed their trembling hearts. 】

[Yes, they sensed it...]

【The Pink witch who caused the bloodbath in the game world and made countless players fearful, from this moment on, she will be the King's Landing—】

"Stop! Wait for me first!"

Asada came back to his senses, and hastily interrupted the narration voice that came out of nowhere.

"Senior sister, let's not say that there are only two of us as players, why don't we just start playing the game without finishing our business?"

"Then why not?" Chika Fujiwara tilted her head in confusion.

Asada couldn't help rubbing his forehead, feeling a little pain in his head: "Why not... at least explain the cause and effect."

Fujiwara Chika rolled her eyes lightly and sighed.

"Oasada is really troublesome... Can't you give up thinking and enjoy the game with all your heart?"

"Sorry, the only ones who can give up thinking so easily are you, Rantang and Senior Sister."

"Eh? Who is Rantang?"

"A character from another work." Seeing her reluctance, Asada forcibly brought the topic back, "First of all, is this a game for everyone in the student council? Then there's no need to stay up all night, right? "

"If it's for everyone to play, of course you have to work slowly and meticulously."

Fujiwara Chika nodded in agreement, looked at the two human-shaped chess pieces on the table, but slightly pursed her lips, and unconsciously lowered her voice.

"However, this is a game for me and you... Players, it's just the two of us."

"..."

Asada was speechless for a moment.

"As for why you have to stay up late to catch up with work...

"Hey hey~ I originally wanted to finish the game at night and take it to your house in the morning, but I didn't expect Xiao Asada to deliver it to your door in the middle of my sleep!"

She scratched the back of her head and watched him smirk a few times, her fair cheeks were slightly rosy, looking like ice cream with strawberry jam.

"...It's not delivered to your door."

Asada could only respond with such a powerless response, and at the same time complained in his heart.

It is as if he threw himself into a trap, ran into a tiger's lair, and sought his own death, but there is no magic here——

'Brother Jun~'

Such auditory hallucinations suddenly sounded in his mind, making Asada tremble all over.

Well, the preface is withdrawn, the enthusiasm of a certain big sister really cast a shadow on him.

Sure enough, it would be better to make an appointment to meet up, right?

Not only does it save trouble, but you don't have to worry about the troubles that will arise after meeting the other party's family.

That’s right, it’s okay if you don’t pass, but because of the inexplicable persistence, the two ignored the most reasonable coping method and chose to act impulsively. They couldn’t wait to go to the other’s house to find him/her.

And he was just a step early, she just went to bed late.

Was he influenced by Secretary Fujiwara's way of thinking, or did he subtly influence Secretary Fujiwara?

Thinking of this question that no one knows, Asada couldn't help lowering his eyebrows and chuckling.

"...It's really disturbing that the thinking patterns are so similar."

"Eh? Will it bother you..."

Qian Hua bit her lip slightly, her eyes dimmed slightly.

Asada nodded, his tone was unusually dull, and his interest was not high.

"Yes, this kind of happy trouble can easily turn me into an idiot like Qianhua-senpai... If it causes me to fail the university, please be responsible for getting my head back."

"Ah, are you saying that I have no brains!" Sensitive to words that demeaned herself, Chika Fujiwara wanted to protest dissatisfied immediately, but just like how she was downstairs not long ago, she heard the key words in the words .

"Happy troubles?...So, Oasada, are you happy?"

The bright blue eyes looked at him in surprise, like the joy of blooming flowers, reflecting a soul-stirring luster.

Asada subconsciously avoided his gaze, glanced at the ceiling, rolled his eyes again, and finally smiled casually at her.

"It doesn't matter whether you are happy or not..."

"By the way, did you also mention Qianhua-senpai?"

Asada's smile froze for a moment, then changed his words.

"Well, this is actually very important, Secretary Fujiwara. Anyway, we have known each other for so long, and even the poor relationship between Ishigami and Iino has improved. I can't possibly despise you for half a year, right?"

"Yeah, that's it."

Qian Hua blinked her big innocent eyes, and her voice was as cute and crisp as a young girl who didn't know much about the world, she asked curiously.

"Then when did you start liking me?"

"There is no specific opportunity, it should be slowly..."

Asada maintained a calm expression, and there was only an imperceptible pause between the two sentences: "Slowly I feel that Chika Fujiwara is a bit stupid, annoying, dark-hearted, and bouncy and noisy to death, but There is still even one advantage.”

Gee.

Asada seemed to hear the cute creature in front of him click his lips in displeasure.

It's not an illusion, because she didn't intend to hide it at all. Even though her ears were dyed a light pink halo, her fingers shyly pinched the skirt on her knees, and she still complained with dissatisfaction.

"The guy who turns his head is really annoying~ It's rare that his attitude towards me has become a little bit better, so can't you be more frank..."

"The compliment just now, Qianhua-senpai, and happy troubles, I can clearly hear them all!"

With complete removal of the pretended composure, Asada spoke softly, seemingly helpless:

"Since you can hear clearly, don't ask questions knowingly."

He didn't deny it.

As if hit in the heart by the blunt words, Chika Fujiwara subconsciously turned her gaze away. The rapid heartbeat quickly turned her entire face from pink to deep red, and she chose to change the subject in a slightly flustered manner.

"Then, what is that advantage? By the way, how can I have only one advantage! This junior, please open your heart to seniors, and I will give you another chance to reorganize your language!"