"Koenji Six Assistants".

When I followed the line outside the waffle shop to the eaves of the shop entrance, I just stopped at the window of the shop. Looking up, I happened to see that the person sitting at the window was enjoying the height of the waffle with a knife and fork. The six assistants of Yuansi.The snow-white napkin was tucked into his neckline, and with a face full of satisfaction after the king patrolled his fertile land, he immersed himself in his own world and slowly enjoyed this delicious food.

The location in the store is very popular, and the location is full of people as far as you can see.But he sat alone at a big table for six people, but no one wanted to share the table with him, strike up a conversation, or even meet his gaze.To put it bluntly, everyone avoided him as if they were avoiding viruses or monsters, for fear of getting involved with him.

I lowered the brim of my hat, trying to continue pretending that I didn't know him.At this moment, there was a clear and crisp sound of "dong dong dong" knocking on the glass.Following the voice, I raised my eyes, and saw Kouenji winking unscrupulously in my direction, meaning to let me into the store.I rolled my eyes in my heart, and looked around to make sure there was no one in our class, so I reluctantly put away the earphones, walked into the store, and sat opposite him.

"Aya girl, do you want to enjoy this delicious Brussels waffle by yourself?"

There are generally two types of waffles, the most common is the Liege waffle, which is round; the other is the Brussels waffle, which is square.In addition to the gap in appearance, the two methods are also different.But generally speaking, they can be called waffles collectively, and the entire noun is specifically mentioned, which feels somewhat like falling out of a book bag.However, since Kouenji himself likes and is used to distinguishing himself from others, I ignored such a long name.

"Unlike you, of course I have friends with me, Xiao Liu."

Kouenji only reacted to this address—with an exaggerated expression of helplessness on his face.He raised his golden bangs with his hands and said, "Aya Girl, don't call me by such an unbeautiful name."

I found that anyone with narcissistic tendencies likes to play with their own bangs. Kouenji Rokusuke is one example, and King Su in junior high school is also an example.Looking at my many years of experience with him, I found that I can only use the name "Xiao Liu" as a weapon to defeat such a confident and powerful Kouenji.In addition, it is difficult to see that he will have some negative emotions such as helplessness, boredom and resistance, but now it seems that Kouenji seems to have gradually become immune to the word "Xiao Liu".

Let me introduce here, Kouenji Rokusuke was born as a child by me, and he is an all-around genius.

When I was young, because I lived with him for a long time, I often thought that I had a problem with IQ.For example, when he was one year old, he could understand most of the Chinese characters; when he was two years old, he could straighten the fourth-order Rubik's Cube; when he was five years old, he could speak various languages ​​at his fingertips; when he was seven years old, he wrote a book about Japanese kanji. The book, at the age of eight, felt that he had written it too naively, and then burned it on fire.Compared with Kouenji, I was still learning to speak when I was one year old, and I started to master various advanced Rubik's Cubes when I was five years old. When I was eight years old, I still had typos in my Mandarin composition.

Because this little friend is so good, and my sister often gets compliments and various heavyweight trophies and awards. In contrast, I am too incompetent to achieve nothing, so I have to spend more time on study And delve into the awards they didn't get.Slowly, I also began to become an "excellent" existence and a "capable" existence in the eyes of others.However, I do not agree with their ideas.After all, Kouenji and my sister are still insurmountable mountains in my heart.Without crossing them, I was always the kid sitting in the audience and applauding.

After all, what is strength?

Just when I felt that I had touched the edge of this meaning, I was confused by the assignment of this school.

I remember when I was about to enter class D when I started school, I stood at the door and hesitated for nearly ten seconds.Because I saw Kouenji Rokusuke in Class D.Based on what I know about Kouenji, even if he didn't enter Class A, he should be in Class B.He appeared in Class D, which made me feel so weird and incomprehensible.

Even though we've always been playmates, I told Kouenji before school started not to talk to me in class.

Kouenji's temperament can be called an outstanding weirdo.If he gets too close to me, I think my friendship rate must have zero growth.Kouenji didn't care about my indifferent attitude. When we were studying together in the middle part of Oran country, the two of us played our own way.Not to mention, I was studying and living in this school with another identity.In addition, Kouenji did not support my pursuit of friends in various ways.It's been like this since a long time ago. He thinks he doesn't need friends, and he also thinks I don't need friends. Although such a difference in concept doesn't have the effect of disputes and conflicts, Kouenji also understands the relationship between him and me. The difference between cloud and mud—of course, he is cloud, and I am mud.

Kouenji didn't care what I said, raised his right hand and snapped his fingers in a loud voice.

"Waiter!"

After hearing the voice, the waiter ran over immediately, leaned over and listened to his request.

"Give this younglady your signature waffle."

Kouenji raised an eyebrow and smiled in my direction.

If I were a waiter, I'd pretend I didn't hear you.

The so-called signature waffle, which is actually on the menu, is arguably the most bland, without any fruit cream as a garnish, just a scoop of vanilla ice cream resting on a golden two-slice waffle.I was about to start eating when Kouenji stopped me, turned over the caramel syrup on the table with one hand, and beautifully wrote English cursive words on my waffle - "Happy Birthday".

"It's ready to eat." Kouenji said while maintaining a gentlemanly smile while tearing off his napkin cloth, leaning back on the chair, with both hands exaggeratedly occupying the back of the left and right seats.

I don't know what to complain about his attitude.

However, today is indeed my birthday, Shinomiya Aya's birthday.That's why I rarely want to go out for a walk, and I also want to live with others such a day that is so submerged in daily life that it has almost no special meaning.On my last birthday, I had separated from my home and the circle of life I was familiar with, and started living as Mitsuki Ayano.Compared with the grand birthday party in previous years, in the third year of junior high school, I changed all the contact information, and I only kept the chat software account. I sat in the small apartment and ate instant noodles. Only my sister and her valet Hayasaka Ai sent me a birthday Texting, then watching comedy until my birthday is over.

I don't mean to say that birthdays are special days.

It's just that the word birthday can adjust one's life, telling oneself that there is at least one day in the five days of 360 that is different, and that day belongs to me alone.

Kouenji Rokusuke remembered my birthday, which didn't surprise me at all.

According to him, he has a memory hall with a magnificent collection and a huge memory content like the British Museum. Everything can be remembered at a glance, and the memory can even be traced back to the first time he heard the sound of the outside world.But remembering my birthday has nothing to do with whether he will act on it.If he hadn't met me today, he wouldn't have sent me any birthday wishes just because it was inconvenient.

"Thanks."

Well, I'm still touched, as long as his posture is not so superior.

Kouenji watched me take a bite like a parent, then picked up the Death Barbie pink hat I brought over and started to study, and played with the price tag on the hat.

"It's in bad taste. Who sent it?"

"In terms of taste, I know there is a deviation." I turned the waffle with a knife and fork, covered the bottom of the word, and said unhurriedly, "But I tell you, you won't be impressed." interested people."

"That's true." Kouenji didn't make any rebuttals, but just said to himself, "Girls probably wouldn't give this color."

"..."

Kouenji quickly returned the hat to me, as if his hands were dirty, and then patted his hands.

Kouenji has very high standards for the things around him. Anything he doesn't like or finds ugly will arouse his unpleasant emotions, and it is common to break and throw away at will.I had an argument with him once when I was a kid.I got into a fight with my friend because he casually threw away the first handicraft he made.He didn't apologize after that, but he just wouldn't treat my stuff casually anymore.In his heart, I was the kind of person who would collect all kinds of "garbage", just with the word "friend" attached to it.

Because I didn't have anything special to say to him, and Kouenji obviously didn't have anything special to say, so there was silence for two seconds.Sitting on his seat, he said simply: "I've already finished eating, so you continue to eat slowly. Since today is your birthday, let me give you a few more birthday wishes-recently you and that Ayanokoji in the back seat of yours walked very well. It's a bit close, it's better to stay away from him. Also, I don't think there's any need to get too close, Kushida Girl. That's it, bye, Aya Girl, I look forward to your return next time."

I won't give you a gift in return!

Kouenji stood up before I could refute, walked out the door, and left a bill for him.

"You're going to pay your friend's bill, aren't you?" the waiter said with a embarrassed smile.

"..."

Sooner or later I will hack into his account and transfer all his money to buy games.

After I sat at the waffle shop and finished eating the waffles Kouenji ordered, Kushida, Sakura, and Ayanokoji arrived almost there, and I happened to see an empty plate that I had eaten cleanly.I put the hat in my carry-on backpack. If Kushida and Sakura see it, my image will be completely ruined.

Seeing the empty plate, Kushida couldn't help laughing and said, "Have you finished eating?"

"I've been waiting for too long, I can't help but start eating." I smiled, "Hurry up and start ordering, I'll wait for you, and we'll go buy games later."

Probably because I have never put a smile on my face in front of Ayanokouji, so just after I started laughing, Ayanokouji kept staring at my face.I tried my best not to see it.

"Ah, I'm so sorry, I have an appointment with other friends after four o'clock." Kushida first apologized to me, "I can only walk with you for a while."

"What's the matter." I said without hesitation, "Let's make an appointment another day."

Originally, life was so ordinary, and there was nothing special about some unexpected episodes.

It is also impossible for me to tell her that today is my birthday, and I hope to spend a little longer with her.And I also know that when Ayano Mitsuki's birthday comes, she will also give me a lot of surprises and gifts, so it doesn't matter.

……

After I eat waffles with them, after I part with them, I always feel like I'm forgetting one thing.But I didn't remember it, I just went to the physical game store for more than an hour alone.New ones released recently, classic ones reset, and ones I've played before... I bought more than 30 copies.

When the clerk helped me deposit the points on the membership card, out of the corner of my eye I saw Ayanokōji leaning against the store door and looking down at his phone.

"You didn't go back?"

I carried the bag and gently bumped his knee with the corner of the bag.

After looking down at my bag, Ayanokōji raised his gaze flatly, looked at me and said, "Wait for someone."

"Horikita?"

Apart from Kushida, he was relatively familiar with Horikita.So after he left, it was not surprising that he turned back because of Horikita.

However, before I finished thinking, Ayanokōji looked at me steadfastly, and calmly broke my guess: "You."

This clear and loud monophonic sound is like a jade stone hitting the water surface, followed by a clear and clear sound that burst out with the water surface, I heard the sound of my heart beating out of order.

...this guy is trying to fuck me again.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like