Social animals don't deserve love

Regarding his ex-wife Yada Fubuki, Ango Sakaguchi dared to touch the Constitution and swear that he would not love her for a moment, but he also deeply realized how much he had hurt her.

The first time I saw her was at a fraternity.The third-year college boys are in the period of strong hormone secretion. Walking on the road and seeing a slightly more delicate girl, they can imagine tens of thousands of words in their minds... So he was dragged into a friendship with his roommates who are not bad. meeting.

She hid in the corner with her head lowered, and after carefully biting open a butter daifu, she was full of curiosity about the light green filling inside.

It's like an extremely cute little animal, blinking its big wet eyes and studying the snacks all night.

During the banquet, how many people secretly looked at her and then secretly looked away, as if they had reached an agreement, they did not dare to approach her for a chat.She also seemed to have seen through the minds of other girls and did not interact with any boys. She sat alone and waited for the banquet, acting as a living sign honestly and well-behaved.

Yada Fubuki, the famous "quiet beauty" in the department.High IQ, good looks, when it comes to friendship, men will ask her if she will participate. Once she is sure that she will participate, she will actively make an appointment and make full preparations. One of the roommates who Lasakaguchi Ango went to fill the number of people.

"She looks like a good girl, why is no one pursuing her?" He asked his roommate this question after returning to the dormitory after the sorority, and the other party's eyes widened like a shock: "It's so beautiful, I dare not approach her." , It would be embarrassing to be rejected. Besides, don’t you think that such a beauty is so perfect that it’s unreal? It will be tiring to get along together in the future, and you will always fall into inferiority complex unconsciously.”

idiot.

Sakaguchi Ango thought so.

It is right to face up to the heart and pursue beauty. It is really stupid to pretend to be prudish because of the eyes of the world.

While despising such a roommate, he unconsciously began to search for her figure in the crowd.

In the classroom, in the corridor, on the lawn, on the path... the place where she appears most is the library, and often sits in the reading room for a long time.

He knows that he is a person with supernatural powers, and he also knows that many ordinary people regard people with supernatural abilities as another species.I didn't want to scare her, so I carefully racked my brains to come up with all kinds of reasons to walk past her...and then...and then...and then again.

But no matter how he walked around, her attention was always on the book in her hand, which was very frustrating.Immediately afterwards, Ango Sakaguchi found that there were many people around who had the same plan as him, but unfortunately no one could catch her gaze, even if it was only for a moment.The chair opposite to Yada Fubuki's fixed seat is impossible to get without fighting. The winners often sit down for 15 minutes and are led to study seriously by the quiet and peaceful like a vacuum.

——She is probably that kind of, the ultimate passive type, it's not that she can't understand the hints, but she doesn't look at them at all.

It can't go on like this, she won't look at him, won't pay attention to him, and won't treat him as a special person.

Don't give up, don't give up no matter what.Why not give it a try?

After secretly observing like an idiot for a month, Ango Sakaguchi borrowed an Arabic textbook from the library and sold it now.Of course he knew she couldn't read the language, and even if he didn't, he could get to know her bit by bit by touching the books she put back on the shelf.

If [The Theory of Depravity] was anthropomorphic, I would probably call the police in disgust.

While he was teaching himself a new language, he dragged the manuscript paper to write, write and draw - Yada Fubuki had a habit of not immediately categorically refusing to resist when encountering incomprehensible things, but stood still and reacted slowly for a while.

What is needed is this time difference, to write a love letter that she can't understand, and to confirm the "default" fact when she is lost.If she can understand it, she will explain at least ten points of view within 30 seconds and completely reject herself...

This is just a stopgap measure, a strategy to break away from the large group of mediocre background boards, the only way to make her notice him.

Of course, this Arabic love letter is really a sincere love letter, and he will not pour water on this matter.

Everything was as planned, and when he mustered up the courage to walk out of the circle of mediocre people with stretched necks coveting her, that was one of the few moments in his life when he was shaking from head to toe.

——What if she refuses?

This question hit his mind heavily all of a sudden, making his eyes stare.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, as long as one person breaks the balance, there will be a second, third, and fourth... In other words, if this opportunity is lost, it basically means that there will be no next time.

"Hello……"

If he hadn't controlled himself properly, he would have been able to perform a stuttering manga on the spot: "Ango Sakaguchi, a third-year student in the Department of Philosophy. Please date me!"

He introduced himself dryly, bowed and raised the envelope in front of her.

There was an uproar all around, but the bustle had nothing to do with him, the young man felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest, like a child who was cautiously approaching a butterfly trying to catch him.

Yada Fubuki's expression looked more surprised and confused than he had imagined, she slowly reached out to take the love letter and opened it, the next second she was at a loss for what to do.

She didn't respond, so he took the opportunity to stand up straight and take a step forward to approach her: "If you don't object, I'll call you by your name!"

She still didn't respond.

Ango Sakaguchi looked around at the spectators with different expressions, and mustered up the courage to go forward and pull her wrist: "Hey, I'll take you home, Fubuki."

"Ah..." When someone called her name, she subconsciously responded, "accepting" as he wished.He knew that she just didn't react, and she would probably send a good card after restarting the machine later - she hadn't noticed him at all, and it would be abnormal if she agreed to date him.

After walking out of the crowd that day, it was the same as now. The two walked side by side for a long distance. Ango Sakaguchi remembered what promises he had made at that time: "Give me a chance, give me a chance to show my strengths. If you still think in the end We are not suitable, I will listen to you, just be friends."

He lied—how could someone who fell in love at first sight be willing to just be friends?

Maybe it was the determination that moved her, and of course it was also possible that his intensive expressions completely confused her thinking. In short, Yada Fubuki finally acquiesced to his confession.

It was also summer at that time, flustered and lost, secret joy and worry about gains and losses were like a mess, strangling the cicadas outside the window to death.Ango Sakaguchi only remembered that during that time, he couldn't wait to finish his studies and "part-time job" early every day to see her. It was not long after he opened his eyes, but he began to look forward to the hour hand moving to six hours later.

The roommate moved away in anger as early as the day he handed over the love letter. In the alone space, Ango Sakaguchi fantasized about the scene of inviting her to move in countless times, but each time he ended up with a red face and a red heart.Then again and again, with a serious face on his face, he ran to the meeting place an hour early to wait for her, and when her cheeks were blushing, he said inadvertently, "I just arrived, and I only waited for 10 minutes."

He would be delighted because her light-colored long skirt was close to the color of his shirt, pretending that it was a couple's outfit, and then tried every means to pull her past the crowd, and silently tried every means to drive away the unwilling losers.

Looking back now, this kind of carelessness comparable to that of a high school girl is really childish and ridiculous.

"Ango? The signal lights have changed several times. Do you still want to go? If you are too tired, call your bodyguard to drive over."

The contemplation was interrupted by her slightly worried question, and Ango Sakaguchi regained his spirit: "No, I just remembered something."

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her body, like the intoxicating fragrance of flowers wrapped in the spring breeze, she could list plural adjectives on her lips, and there was only a sigh in her heart.

Walking through the crossroads, Ango Sakaguchi couldn't help thinking about it again—how many times can he walk by her side like today?

This time, it was also because Kunikida Doppo couldn't stand it and made a request, so she offered to take a walk... Fubuki is like this, she prepares for everything early, and then squats like a hamster waiting for the expected situation to arrive .

Maybe tomorrow, next week, or next month, didn't Dostoevsky, who was just thrown out, boldly use the pages of the book to write some delusional words!

God knows which one will pop up next time.

He knows he can.

As long as the report is submitted and it is pointed out that she is not only the seal of the "book" but also the holder and user of the "book", there is no need for a second explanation, and the upper management will take the initiative to define her as a "high-risk level" and order the Special Agents Section 24-hour seamless supervision.He will also arrange a special person to be responsible for her every move like monitoring Ayatsuji pedestrians—as the chief of the supernatural special affairs department, he is duty-bound, so that he can tie her by his side in a reasonable way and can't go anywhere, and no one can take her away .

but……

But Ango Sakaguchi lowered his head, forced himself to throw that thought out of his mind, and scolded loudly in his heart: "Despicable, it is too despicable. Do you really think you are a great person? Don't you even want the most basic moral bottom line?" Now, like a thief trying to plan with dirty minds? If you really turn into this ugly appearance, instead of trembling in fear of being exposed by her one day, you might as well cover your face and take the initiative to flee to a deserted place to fend for yourself .”

My passion is so insignificant compared with her happiness.

"Anwu..." She sighed softly, and his nerves became more and more tense—it's coming, her referee.

"Don't you think it's inappropriate to frequently appear in the Armed Detective Agency as the head of the Supernatural Secret Service Division?"

She tried her best to use the most euphemistic words, which made him feel cold all over: "No, no, I'm sorry..."

Don't drive me away, I just want to see you a few more times before I lose you completely.

The two stood opposite each other, silent for a long time.Before the sun completely sank below the sea level, he whispered in a sobbing voice: "I try to get home from work before [-] o'clock every day and bring some ingredients you like. If you want to do it, you can work together to finish dinner, if you don't want to do it, you can do it Go out to eat. After dinner, take a walk and walk home slowly, talk about the books you have read recently, and talk about the paintings you drew. I can help you bathe the cat and shovel the shit, and try to get along well with Socrates..."

"Can you please give me another chance?"

With the desperate last request of a condemned prisoner facing the verdict, his voice became lower and lower in her clear eyes.

Sure enough, she lowered her eyelids and shook her head: "Sorry, I can't marry you again. I'm afraid, Ango."

"I love you, but I can't go back to the little garden you carefully prepared. Darkness, pain, loneliness, I'm terribly afraid. So, this really doesn't work."

"..." He took a step forward and raised his hand, almost wanting to hug her tightly. He was stunned for a moment and then lowered his hand: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Then it was the unceremonious expulsion order, and was ordered to avoid her sight far away.It was as if a ball of cotton had been stuffed in his throat, and he couldn't swallow it or spit it out.

"If you want to pick me up from get off work, at least don't sit on the sofa where the client is received. Are the seats in the whirlpool cafe uncomfortable?"

She turned around and took a few steps forward, and rolled her eyes with her back turned to him - she was as cheeky as a dog's plaster and couldn't drive him away no matter what, scoundrel!

Ango Sakaguchi: "..."

The brain...seemed to be blurred?