Sakura Journey

Why did the Creator create such a person?Even though he is narcissistic like a flower peacock, he is still so handsome.But this kind of light only needs to be seen from a distance. A soldier like me is probably only suitable for a low-key and comfortable life. By——Yamamoto Wakazakura

A few weeks passed in a flash, and Wakasa Yamamoto's time was filled with all kinds of studies, and she had no energy to care about other things at all.Even at lunch time, she still holds a book while eating and struggles hard in the cherry blossom forest.Suddenly, the campus broadcast came, and it was the student union election event that was raging in the school.No matter how much you don't pay attention to other things, the affairs of the student union will be heard. After all, Bingdi is a school with a high degree of student autonomy.Almost everything is related to the management of the student union. Even on the board of directors, it is said that the student union has the right to speak.

"The announcement about the election of the student union personnel is now broadcast: an election speech will be held in the auditorium in the afternoon. Please gather in the auditorium in the afternoon and vote for the student union election according to your wishes. Let me say it again..."

The student union, it sounds very majestic.It seems that excellent people are always in the student union, and those princes should be no exception.However, the student union that manages major and minor matters is also a gathering place for troubles. It is said that the more people there are, the more things will be troublesome. It is better to have a quiet life.And... Wakasa Yamamoto thumped her sore neck, curled her lips and thought, with her current grades and her useless life, she couldn't have anything to do with the student union.Unless it's causing trouble, but that's impossible.

The afternoon sun was just right, and the luxurious auditorium was packed with students of all levels and classes.Yamamoto Ruoying casually found a not-too-crowded corner and stood, looking at the chattering boys and girls, she only felt that her head was big.Hurry up and finish the speech, anyway, she has no objection to whoever she chooses, as long as she gets out of this noisy place as soon as possible.Really disgusting, I should have brought my mp3 to listen to it if I knew it earlier, what a mistake, ah, a mistake.

"I don't know who will run for election today? But I think Atobe-sama will be the president of the student council. I absolutely support Atobe-sama!!!" This is the red-eyed nympho girl A.

"Ah, yes, yes, I absolutely support Atobe-sama!!! Ah, I don't know how many people from the tennis club are participating in the election. It would be great if all the main elections can participate in the election... But, if Atobe-sama is the president , then who should the other people choose? It’s really embarrassing..." This is the red-eyed nympho girl B.

Yamamoto Ruoying lazily leaned against the corner, really not interested, but I should be able to see the prince today, so just be patient now, this is all to watch the prince!Patience, patience!

"Everyone, please be quiet." The management staff maintained order, and the venue finally fell silent.

"Now the election of the student union is officially started. Next, the candidates for the president of the student union will be invited to speak, and some candidates will be invited."

During the quiet appearance, only crisp footsteps were heard, and a slender figure strode up to the center of the stage, took down the microphone on the microphone stand, and an absolutely ostentatious voice sounded: "Listen, this year's Ice Emperor's emperor is also my uncle!"

"Ah, Atobe-sama!!!" There was a scream from the audience.

The teenager looked at the people in the audience and screamed with satisfaction, raised his hand and snapped his fingers: "This year you also have to use your hands to grasp the fulfilling campus life, don't waste time by indulging yourself!!! Ice Emperor will be in Under the leadership of my uncle, I have reached a new peak! Ice Emperor is a world that only recognizes the strong. Those who are lazy, those who have no dreams, and those who think they are useless are all intolerable. As long as you have dreams, follow me closely You will never be disappointed with your footsteps. This year, everyone will follow me to the top!!!"

"Ice Emperor's emperor is Atobe-sama, Atobe-sama is Ice Emperor's emperor!!!" The crowd shouted excitedly.

Yamamoto Ruoying quietly stood in the crowd and looked at the public figure on the stage.I finally saw the emperor who always confidently controlled everything in the previous life animation.Sure enough, it is a super narcissistic peacock. Why would the creator want to create such a person?But he really has the capital of narcissism, handsome appearance, noble temperament, noble family background, self-confidence and publicity, there should be no more dazzling person in the world than him.Even in the bustling crowd, she thought he was always dazzling.Especially even if he is narcissistic like a flower peacock, he is still handsome in a mess! ! !It really is perfect.

However, such a noble species can only be seen from afar, not approached.Judging by his high-profile appearance, the distance between them is not only as large as the front to back of the auditorium, but it should be multiplied countless times.A soldier like her should keep a low profile.

In this way, the student union with Keigo Atobe continuing to serve as the president officially kicked off campus activities.And Wakasa Yamamoto also left the student union incident behind, continued to immerse herself in the world of books, and struggled to pass the exam!

The mid-term exam is finally here, and all the results of hard work will be reflected here.After finishing the last test, Wakasa Yamamoto breathed a sigh of relief.Really, finally finished the exam.Where are the various exams? For her, they are almost all Japanese exams!However, the environment for learning a language is indeed very important. In just a few weeks, Wakasa Yamamoto felt that her Japanese should be greatly improved. If it is a math class, it should not be a big problem.As for English, in order not to stand out, only English is suddenly very good. She plans to make English only reach about [-] points, which is in line with Yamamoto Wakasa's grades and will not attract attention.

Carrying her schoolbag, Wakasa Yamamoto was not in a hurry to go home, she was going to take a walk in the cherry blossom forest to relax her nervous mood.Taking out a pack of yogurt, she strolled towards her destination.Passing the tennis court full of voices again, she once again sighed: Why is there a day when no one is less, she really hates being crowded with so many screaming nympho girls.If she squeezed in, she would use up all her energy just to be patient, so she wouldn't have the energy to find some prince.

Because most of the cherry blossoms are in full bloom in spring and summer, the cherry blossoms in the cherry blossom forest are still bare.Only a few cherry trees in the depths of the cherry blossom forest bloomed, probably called "winter cherry" or "October cherry".Although there are few flowers, they are also quite beautiful, especially in this season when there are few flowers.If in spring, a forest of cherry blossoms is in full bloom, it must be very beautiful. I must come and take a few more photos at that time.Yamamoto Wakakura drank yogurt and looked for cherry blossom trees with cherry blossoms.

Because it is not the season of cherry blossoms, not many people come to the cherry blossom forest.But under a tree with brilliant cherry blossoms, there was a sleeping boy with a tennis bag resting on his head, and he didn't feel anyone approaching.

It is said that it is really good to meet sleeping sheep in these woods and other places.Yamamoto Wakazak smiled delightedly at the name on the tennis bag.The boy's supple face was glowing, probably because he always had a good night's sleep.It's so beautiful, so cute, and I really want to pinch it. She lost her mind in an instant and tried to stretch out her claws, forgetting the yogurt in her hand.

Before getting close to the face in the dream, Wakasa Yamamoto was startled by Jirou Akutagawa's turning over, and quickly withdrew her hand.Luckily she was still sleeping, she patted her chest to relieve, it seems that it is wrong to rashly want to pinch others, there is nothing to do.Wakasa Yamamoto finally regained some sanity. Will he catch a cold if he sleeps like this this season? Although he should be in good health, it won't be good if he catches a cold, right?Better to wake him up.Yamamoto Wakaakura, who was thinking, saw a white liquid flowing from Jiro's body.

Ahhh, isn't that her milk?how so! !This time it stained other people's clothes, and it was sheep's clothes!! Yamamoto Ruoying wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Senior, senior, wake up." Wakasa Yamamoto pushed the sleeping sheep, but the sheep did not move at all, still sleeping.

"Senior, senior, wake up!!!" Yamamoto Ruoying was not convinced, and pushed the sheep into the ground shaking.

"What's the matter, an earthquake?" Sheep finally felt shaking, rubbed his eyes, opened his sleepy eyes and looked at the girl who appeared out of nowhere in front of him in confusion.

"Senior, I'm sorry, get up quickly!" Wakasa Yamamoto desperately wanted to persuade the sheep to stay away from the pile of milk, but...

"Who are you?" The sheep was still not in the state.

"Senior, look at this compared to this." Yamamoto Wakasu pointed at a milk stain on Jiro's clothes with a mournful face, and it was likely to continue to expand.She was waiting for Cilang's anger, but she saw Cilang lowered his head, opened his eyes and looked at the clothes curiously, as well as the yogurt box beside him, dipped his index finger in some milk and delivered it to his mouth.

"Ah, senior..." Really, you can eat anything.

"Hey, I've never drank this kind of milk. It's sour and sweet. Where did you buy it?" Cilang's eyes sparkled with little stars.

"It's nothing special. Compared with this, the senior should be more concerned about clothes now." Yamamoto Wakasa looked at Jirou's tender face, and she was a little out of state.At the moment when the two people looked at each other "affectionately", there was the sound of routine sheep hunting.

"Jiro!! Training is about to start, what are you still doing here, huh? You're dawdling, it's not gorgeous! Nah, Huadi?" "Yes" Sure enough, both Atobe and Huadi are Jirou's nanny, the next moment The huge shadow of Huachi shrouded Yamamoto Wakazak's small body less than 1.5 meters.What a tall birch!

Cirou stood up, scratched his head, and smiled back: "It's okay, I'll be here soon." Then he turned his head and pointed to the milk on the ground in front of Yamamoto Ruoying: "That, do you have any more?" Yamamoto Ruoying Reflexively, Sakura reached out to dig out her schoolbag, took out a bag and handed it to Jiro.

"Ah, thank you so much. I'm Jiro Akutagawa from the second grade. What's your name?" Jiro asked happily.

"Hi senior, I'm Wakakura Yamamoto in the first grade." Wakakura Yamamoto was still at a loss.I saw the three princes up close!Although Huachi is not very good, but I saw Atobe.Sure enough, Atobe is handsome in a mess, his purple-gray hair is slightly shiny under the warm sun, and he is already 170 tall even though he is only in the second grade.The perfect figure is still handsome even in sportswear, and even the tear mole on the pretty face is shining, just like a proud peacock.Wakasa Yamamoto's heart and eyes were full of nympho bubbles.Although his eyes were only on Cilang, he didn't glance at her, as if she didn't exist.

"Thank you for the milk, goodbye." Akutagawa Jiro waved his hands towards Atobe and Huachi.Atobe glanced at the girl who was stunned in place, turned around and took Cirou's Huadi back to the tennis court, brushed his hair casually, and said in his heart: Another nympho girl who is fascinated by this uncle, this uncle is so perfect .

Looking at the backs of the three people who had gone away, Yamamoto Wakasa remembered what she had forgotten: "My clothes were soiled...and my milk..."

The author has something to say: the hair color of Atobe has been changed without affecting the content of the article

Actually, I have never been able to tell what color their hair is.

I have to decide