I Won't Be a Loser

He opened his arms and hugged her into his arms. With an adult and mature figure, he hugged her lightly and felt the smooth feel of her back. He also likes the feeling that Qingpu dance gave him.

"Not all works need such a long time to sculpt. My work does not have too heavy thoughts and ideas, but just a very light story. It can be regarded as a 'light novel'."

"Although I don't quite understand what you said, but come on."

"Ah."

Staring at Qing Pu Wu in front of him, the sage approached slowly, kissed her, and let Qing Pu Wu go home early.

"You can also come to my house, just to sleep with Setsuna tonight."

"I'm a little tired, think about it tomorrow."

"As a young man, you have to pay attention to your body. Otherwise, what will you do in the future?"

"Then why don't you restrain yourself and let me leave more time for Setsuna?"

"I heard that stewed turtle soup is very nourishing?"

At a loss for words, looking at Qingpu Wu who was not prepared to reduce contact with him at all, the sage didn't know whether he should feel happy or helpless, let Qingpu Wu go back, and sent her to the door, the sage stood alone In the house, after standing for a while, he walked towards the bathroom.

After rinsing in the bathroom, he lay down on his own bed and fell asleep early.

I don't know if it's early morning. When I woke up, the sky outside was already bright. I sat up and looked at the clock. It was almost nine o'clock in the morning.

8:47

At such a delicate time, the sage didn't know whether it was morning or whether it should be morning. He sat on the bed and wanted to get up, but felt a little lack of energy and wanted to take more rest.

Staying with Qingpu Wu last night did not consume a lot of his energy.

Regarding the "turtle soup" that Qingpu Wu mentioned, he also felt that he should think more about whether he should take a diet therapy tonic.

Sitting on the bed with a stuffy head for a long time, when the pointer reached nine o'clock, the sage precisely lifted the quilt on his body, got up from the bed in his pajamas, and walked quietly to the bathroom.

After daily washing, I went back to the living room, took a look in my closet, picked up a green sweater, put on khaki slacks, looked at myself in the mirror carefully, and confirmed There was no problem, so I took my belongings and went directly to the door.

Open the door, breathe the fresh air outside the house, the smell inside the house is still quite different, and look back at your room.

He was thinking of opening a gap in his room to ventilate, but thinking of the photos following him and his stolen underwear, he gave up on this idea. He looked around and didn't see any suspicious figures. He closed the door After closing it and locking it, walk towards the south side of the street.

I went to the platform, waited for the bus, took the bus like last week, and came to Shinjuku alone.

There are many places for leisure and entertainment, but not all entertainment methods are accepted by sages. In some places, there will inevitably be some bad people. He doesn't want to have any contact with those bad guys and cause unnecessary trouble for himself.

When he walked out of Shinjuku Station, he looked at the tall buildings all around and the small sky above his head, and the sage just glanced at it before retracting his gaze.

Like the narrow sky above the head, it will inevitably make people feel a little depressing after watching it for a long time.

Just like last week, I came to the familiar manga coffee shop, paid for the day's fee, poured a cup of coffee, and started looking for the manga I wanted to read.

Last weekend, although he also came to this place, he didn’t read the comics much. He silently stared at the bookshelf in front of him. Comic content, and put it back in place.

After about half an hour, he managed to find the manga he was interested in. He took three copies and walked towards his private room. A person came to the room and sat down.

The room was as small as last week, but at this moment it suddenly felt empty.

"Should ask Shang Setsu to come here together, perhaps it would be more appropriate for two people to come together?"

Crowded in a small space, watching comics to kill time, staying for a whole day, it will not make Setsuna feel that he is neglecting the other party, but now that everyone is here, it is not impossible Contact Setsuna.......

"Let's meet again next week."

After whispering softly, the sage sat in the private room and read the comics. Under the bright light, there was no need to worry about not being able to read the contents of the comics. He stood up, came out of the private room, wandered outside for a while, ordered a curry set with fried pork cutlet, and then sat quietly in the vacant seat and waited.

He casually flipped through the comics he had taken off from the bookshelf beside him and began to look through them.

After filling his stomach, he went back to his small private room. After reading the comics all morning, his eyes were a little sore, so he turned on the computer in front of him and looked at various websites on the Internet. news and information.

Originally I just wanted to watch some news, but after I clicked on the news video, I saw all kinds of recommended news on the side, and I watched it unconsciously, one video after another...

At this time, if you want to ask which video website is the most popular, then there is no doubt that it is 'ytb', especially those video bloggers on 'ytb'.

Accompanied by the snapping of fingers, a face with short black hair and pimples came into view——

"Hello, ytb viewers, hello everyone! I'm Eiji Kirisaki! The video we're going to shoot this time is when my sister is taking a bath—"

Obviously I have watched the video, and it has not been long since I watched it, so the sage couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

After finding a comfortable position and laying down in the private room, the sage watched the video quietly, and because of the automatic playback, he didn’t need to touch the mouse and watch the video play one by one. Before I knew it, I was sleepy.

He closed his eyes in a daze, and fell asleep.

thump, thump—

The sound of clear footsteps caused the sleeping sage to slowly open his eyes and look at the surrounding environment. After a brief blank in his mind, he remembered where he was.

"are you asleep?"

Glancing in the direction of the door, what he heard just now should be the sound of footsteps, and he must have been woken up.

He glanced at the computer in front of him again, and twisted his neck, because his sleeping posture was a bit indecent, which made his neck a little stiff and sore when he woke up.

Turning off the video casually, the sage sitting in the private room felt some inexplicable discomfort. He sighed slowly, then stood up, and glanced at the time. It was still four o'clock in the afternoon, and it would not be long until it got dark. There is still a while.

"Forget it, don't wait, let's go back."

After checking his belongings, the sage left the private room, walked to the door, returned the key to the clerk, left the manga coffee shop, and walked towards the subway.

"Brother, our maid cafe is not far away. If you are interested, you can go and sit for a while."

"Brother, are you interested in working part-time to earn some living expenses?"

Different from going out in the morning, the streets are full of busy office workers, and in the afternoon, you can see people soliciting customers everywhere on the bustling streets. The sage declined the flyer handed to him by the maid, All the way to the subway station, back to Korakuen, and walked directly back to my apartment.

Entering the house, he threw his sweater coat into the washing machine, looked at his room, went to the window and opened it a small crack, letting the evening wind and sunset blow over his face, the sage looked at the The setting sun was setting in the west, and he turned around and sat on the edge of his bed.

Taking out his mobile phone, he dialed his Itomori's home number.

"Hi, this is Miyamizu's house, who is it?"

The old voice made the sage miss it a little. It was his grandmother's voice, and he hadn't heard it for a long time.

After staying in Tokyo at the beginning, she seldom contacted her family members. Even though her grandmother was worried about him in her heart, she couldn't travel from Itomori to Tokyo because of her health. , Miyamizu Ichiyo's body is still considered healthy.

"It's me, grandma, sage."

"Oh, sage, did something happen in Tokyo?"

"No, it's just a simple phone call to contact my family, so as not to think that I'm missing in Tokyo."

"Did you get a girlfriend in Tokyo?"

"Do you even know grandma?"

"I thought it was Sanye talking nonsense, but I didn't expect you to have a girlfriend just after arriving in Tokyo, um... what kind of person is the other party?"

"A very quiet girl, when I have time, I will go back to Itomori with her."

"Ah."

Wearing presbyopic glasses, Ichiyo Miyamizu nodded slightly. The Miyamizu family, who is a single female heir, suddenly appeared a man, which surprised Ichiyo Miyamizu from the bottom of his heart. He also considered whether to let a sage inherit his shrine. .

But thinking that the other party is the eldest grandson of his family, and there are Sanye and Yotsuba in the family, it seems that there is no need to keep the sage at home and inherit the shrine to become a priest. It is still the same as the tradition, let Sanye and Yotsuba be enough. It is absolutely possible to open up branches and leaves for the Miyamizu family outside.

When I was in Itoshou, she saw that her eldest grandson didn't have any girls she liked, and she was still a little concerned. She didn't expect to have a girlfriend so quickly after going to Tokyo.

Holding my great-grandson in my arms suddenly became a thing that seemed not so far away.

"Are Sanye and the others at home?"

"Well, we're all at home."

"Please let Sanye come over to answer the phone, I have something I want to talk to her about."

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The Season of Cherry Blossoms: 126. Can I do it too?

The world of Xiyuan Temple entered her mother's room. She had already explored her mother's room more than once, and she was completely familiar with where the things she was looking for were. When she entered the house, she went straight to Go to the wardrobe.

Opening the closet, Xiyuan Temple World looked at the clothes belonging to her mother in the closet. These were not her goal today. She casually pushed aside the clothes in front of her and looked at the bottom of the closet. She searched carefully and then He saw a pink paper bag in the corner, reached out and hooked it, and took it out of the closet.

Looking down at the things inside, she stretched out her hand, took out the pink rubber ball, stared at it carefully for a moment, looked at the thread connected to it, she was silent for a moment, and returned Take out the switch in the paper bag, twist it lightly, and push the switch to 'on'——

'buzz—'

A small, but very clear vibration sound in this quiet room, suddenly sounded from the powder ball in her hand, and the tingling sensation at her fingertips caused by the vibration made her almost let go of her hand for a moment, and took the powder The circle fell to the ground.

For the time being, I still stabilized my mind in the world of Xiyuan Temple, looked down at the trembling powder ball in my hand, hurriedly turned the switch back on, pushed it back to 'off', and stopped vibrating, so she let her go tone.

"Is this the one you use on weekdays? Hmm..."

Looking at the powder ball in his hand, Xiyuan Temple World stared at it for a long time, wanting to try it, but felt that it was his mother's thing, and it always felt a bit strange to use it by himself, and... .Will it be a bit dirty?

After a moment of silence, Xiyuan Temple World put these back into the paper bag, put them back into the depths of the closet, and put them back in their original positions. As for herself, she closed the closet door again in a somewhat dispirited manner. Slowly left his mother's room.

In the morning, I went to Xianren's apartment, knocked on the door, and found that he was no longer at home, thinking that he might be with Setsuna, so I went to Qingpu's house, but found that Setsuna was only at home alone.

The two looked at each other for a while, knowing that the sage was alone again and didn't know where he left the apartment, so they spent the morning together, and the two of them also strolled outside for a while in the afternoon, when it was around three o'clock in the afternoon, After returning to his home, he didn't know what to do. After sitting in his room for a while, he felt completely empty, and recalled the scene when he was with the sage in his mind.

Some pink pictures suddenly appeared in her mind. Sitting in her room, the world of Xiyuan Temple was silent for a moment. When she was with the sage last time, she always felt that the sage was much more skilled than herself. She, who often does these things with Setsuna, feels a little bored in her heart.

There was no reason why she couldn't do what Setsu could do.

With this in mind, she stepped into her mother's room, intending to use Xiyuan Temple's props to "sharpen" herself.

But when she actually saw the personal belongings of Xiyuan Temple Odoriko, she still flinched, feeling that this was not very suitable for her.

He left his mother's room in a dull mood, Xiyuan Temple World returned to his room, lay down on his bed, closed his eyes, curled up his body, only the figure of the sage remained in his mind... .....

"I know, I know! It's my fault, can't it?"

"Still talking hard, still talking hard."

"Well......."

"At first I wanted to send something back, but now it seems unnecessary. Goodbye, Sanye. I'll come back and take care of you after the holiday."

"Wait--"

He quickly hung up the phone, and the sage who could already guess Sanye's depressed expression suddenly became more at ease, and only after he bullied Sanye could he feel the beauty of life.