The next door neighbor is a sick girl [Comprehensive]

With his hands full, he was carrying plastic bags from the supermarket, and the plastic bags were full of Mitarai Ryota's food reserves for a week.

Whether it is from the dormitory or from the classroom to the cafeteria, it is too far away for him. If this time is saved, more time can be allocated every day to make animations that can bring hope and salvation to everyone.When Mitarai Ryota thought of the only life goal he yearned for, his brows were full of fiery and expectant light.

If the plastic bag in his hand wasn't too heavy, he really wished he could teleport to the computer desk in the blink of an eye, without wasting a second.

"Yu, pre-handwashing classmate!" Just as Mitarai Ryo was struggling to carry the plastic bag in his hand and stepped out of the supermarket door, a sweet voice suddenly sounded not far away, calling his name with a little surprise.

He looked at this slightly familiar voice in a daze, and saw the long black hair of the girl opposite was blown up by the wind. Just because they suddenly looked at each other, they waved happily to him and ran happily. come over.

Mitarai Ryota: Wait, why, why are you here.

The heavy plastic bag in his hand became heavier and heavier due to the long period of stagnation. Mitarai Ryo, who felt that chatting was taking up his precious time, was puzzled by the other party's familiarity, but still politely greeted Asakawa Airi.

"Hello, Asakawa-san."

Mitarai Ryota was able to accurately call Asakawa Airi's surname because when introducing herself, the black-haired girl sitting obliquely behind him always watched him eagerly from behind, while the white-haired boy obliquely in front of him always He was scratching himself sinisterly with unfriendly eyes.

Because of being bullied by his classmates when he was a child, Mitarai Ryota is very sensitive to people's sight and has no confidence in anyone. As much as possible, he likes to stay alone quietly.

Being stared at by such a strange long time, and being attacked by two sides, made him nervous and anxious throughout the class, and he was restless. Even the animation made by touching fish in class was distracted from time to time and he pressed several wrong keys. .

"I didn't expect to see Mitarai-san here." Asakawa Airi, who didn't know that Mitarai Ryo was too taciturn and just wanted to go back to the dormitory as soon as possible, was thinking about how to strike up a conversation, and didn't want to let go of this rare opportunity to be alone.

But when he jumped up and down in front of Mitarai Ryota, and saw his pale face and dark circles under his eyes after staying up for so many nights, Asakawa Airi couldn't help but think of the misery of the frail boy in front of him just now being knocked unconscious by a basketball Encountered, he hurriedly asked worriedly: "Has Mitarai been alone in the South District all the time? In the physical education class just now, Mikan saw that you didn't come back to class, and was very worried that you fainted on the way, but we searched for a long time in the East District and couldn't find you. Are you really okay?"

Although Mitarai was a boy, when Airi Asakawa stood beside him, he found that he was thin and about the same height as her, perhaps a centimeter or two shorter than her.The thin and thin body was carrying several plastic bags, and his pale face looked extremely weak, as if he could be easily pushed to the ground with a slight push.

You must know that even the 1.8-meter Komaeda Nagito is not considered outstanding among the boys in the class. Mitarai Ryota's 1.6-meter height can almost stand shoulder to shoulder with Naegi Makoto, and be a little bird in the arms of Nidai Nekomaru.

Ah no... At least Makoto Naegi still has a hair that can be raised by a few centimeters... Mitarai-san doesn't even have a hair...

Facing the young man in front of me who looked like a victim, Asakawa Airi couldn't help exuding a kind of maternal brilliance: "If Mitarai-san feels uncomfortable in the future, you must ask for leave early! Don't force yourself."

"Thank you, Asakawa-san, for your concern. There is nothing wrong with your body, but you are malnourished because you forgot to eat lunch when creating the animation storyboard." Mitarai Ryota explained softly. In his eyes, this reason is very common. He thinks that since Asakawa Airi With super high school-level manga talent, he should be like him. Once immersed in the world of talent, the passage of time is easily overlooked.And he, just because he often forgets to eat, now bought a lot of food for emergencies.

"Mitarai-san, didn't you eat lunch? No wonder you feel weird when you're running."

When she is alone at home during the holidays, Airi Asakawa often forgets her meals.But since she had a serious illness two months ago, Asakawa Airi no longer dared to toss her body at will.People are iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry.No matter what, eating and resting are always top priorities.

She sighed, "Mitarai-san was concentrating on making animation at noon, no wonder he couldn't find anyone", she suddenly thought that he didn't come to the second class in the morning, so she belatedly asked: "Morning, no Seeing Mitarai-san coming to the second class, is it also because you are doing animation?"

Mitarai Ryota nodded awkwardly.

Mitarai Ryota didn't skip class on purpose in the morning class.

Mioda suddenly sang in the class and made him so noisy that he couldn't concentrate on making animations. Such a magical singing voice devastated his brain every minute. I came to hope for the animation, so I had to leave the classroom and find a quiet and unoccupied classroom to concentrate on my own animation again.

He was redeemed by animation, so he hopes that the animation he creates can give people the same salvation.

The result is also obvious. Because he was too obsessed with creating animation storyboards, he accidentally missed the second class in the morning and lunch break.I didn't have any energy when I was running just now. I was hit by a basketball and passed out directly. I also passed out because of malnutrition and overwork caused by not eating lunch.

Of course, Mitarai Ryota will not complain to Asakawa Airi that there is also her interference factor.I just briefly narrated that after I left the health room, I was really hungry, so I went directly to the South District to buy something to eat.

As for whether to attend physical education class, Mitarai Ryota has no need for it. After simply being full, he went directly back to the dormitory, and has been making animations until now before coming out to look for food and stockpile food.

"Mitarai-san, you really put in a lot of effort in creating animation like this!"

Asakawa Airi was dumbfounded, she didn't expect Mitarai Ryota's reason for skipping class was so simple and rude, she thought he didn't come to class because of something very important in the morning.

"The body is the most important thing. In any case, we must pay attention to the balance between work and rest and take proper rest."

Thinking of what happened to her, and then looking at Mitarai's pale face and the dark circles under his eyes, she couldn't stop caring. She always felt that he was so weak that he would faint when he went to the cafeteria, and something would happen if he worked so hard!

Asakawa Airi still silently felt that skipping two classes on the second day of school would give the teachers a very bad first impression...

"Thank you Asakawa-san for your reminder. It's just—" Mitarai Ryota interrupted softly.He bowed his head in silence for a while, and said: "I always thought that Asakawa would forget to eat and sleep when he focused on his talents like me, but it seems that I was wrong. For Asakawa, maybe the manga talent is just a profession. A hobby, or a tool to manage the relationship between people around. But for me, every minute and every second is far from enough. I want to create better animation, make a hopeful , so that everyone will be saved after watching the animation. If I want to make the world a better place, I must integrate my soul into the original painting. Did Asakawa-san have this kind of awareness when he was drawing manga?"

Mitarai Ryota's voice was soft and weak, but there was a suppressed panting in every sentence.Asakawa Airi was a little dazed by his sudden second-year speech, and didn't understand the conflict between asking him to pay attention to the combination of work and rest with his body and the series of words behind him.

What made Asakawa Airi even more upset was the derogatory tone hidden in his words.

What does it mean that "caricature talent is just a profession, a hobby, or a tool to manage the interpersonal relationship around you"?When did she think so? !

Asakawa Airi, who thought that her kindness was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, and her manga was hacked inexplicably, and her tail was blown up by being stepped on, became angry: "Mitarai-san, I have never put my Only comics can be used as a tool. I like comics, and the original intention of drawing comics is to draw comics that bring hope to everyone.”

"Since Asakawa-san has such awareness, why waste time on unnecessary things?" Mitarai Ryota frowned, his tone was still weak, and asked in confusion.

"What unnecessary thing?" Asakawa Airi looked at him inexplicably, feeling powerless as if he had punched cotton.

Mitarai Ryota, who is not good at talking to classmates and even rejects communication, immediately avoided looking at Asakawa Airi.

He organized his sentences, hesitated for a while, and then mustered up the courage to confess: "In the past two days of school, I have never seen a scene where Asakawa was seriously concentrating on drawing manga, either chatting enthusiastically with classmates, or being on campus. hang out..."

Mitarai Ryota, who felt that there was not enough time at all, felt that she was wasting her talents and wasting her time every time she saw Airi Asakawa playing leisurely.

He felt it was a pity, and tried hard to persuade: "If Asakawa really wants to draw manga that brings hope to everyone, you shouldn't waste time like this, and you should devote yourself to drawing manga."

"Isn't Mitarai-san curious about the new classmates and the new campus? When you come to a new environment, you definitely want to get along with your classmates. It's normal to wander around during breaks. But Mitarai-san, regardless of class I’m still creating animations during the break time. Occasionally, I join the class group, chat and eat with everyone, and it’s not enough to create animations without stopping to create good animations.”

When she was in school in her previous life, Asakawa Airi was always painting silently in the classroom alone, not participating in class activities, and rarely interacting with other students in the class. distance.But after entering Hope's Peak Academy, instead of painting alone, Asakawa Airi wants to enjoy the campus life that he neglected in his previous life with everyone. It is really a very happy thing to be able to give everyone gifts with his own talents , How can it be said to be a waste of time!

"I don't need these at all!" Mitarai Ryota, who had been speaking in a weak voice, suddenly raised his volume, and his tone was very cold, "I came to Hope's Peak Academy to study and improve my talents. They all just want to create animations, instead of wasting time preparing meeting gifts for classmates, and spending time trying to win over classmates and expand their network."

His world only needs animation, and he exists only to create animation.His classmates will only bring him bad and desperate memories, and only animation can save him from despair.

"Asakawa-san has been secretly watching me and talking to me, is it because my animator is useful to Asakawa-san?"

Asakawa Airi was a little dumbfounded by Mitarai Ryota, her face turned red uncontrollably, and she finally understood that the other party regarded her enthusiastic approach to classmates as a utilitarian way to expand her network.Of course, she did have a lot of selfishness in taking the initiative to hook up with Mitarai Ryota.

His existence made her wary and suspicious, and his animator talent excited her again. She prepared a lot of pick-up words in her heart, and proposed to cooperate together after the hook-up was successful.

But now, Mitarai Ryota's words made Asakawa Airi, who had negative social skills in front of "strangers", heartbroken and turned into scum.I just felt that the folder I took out of my schoolbag just now was hot in my hand, and I was only embarrassed and speechless for a while.

Mitarai Ryota, whose hands were sore from carrying a plastic bag, thought he was right.He took a deep breath, and his voice became slightly weak again: "Sorry, the words are a bit heavy, I don't mean to accuse Asakawa-san, but I just don't want others to hinder my animation creation... Please don't keep staring at it in class in the future. I saw it. I think Asakawa-san doesn't like being stared at by others when she is drawing."

"I'm sorry." Asakawa Airi, who was caught, apologized in a low voice, her head was so low that she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.

Mitarai Ryota, who was also poor at words, lowered his head and said weakly: "I'm going back to the dormitory. Goodbye, Asakawa-san."

After an embarrassing conversation, Asakawa Airi, who had no chance to send out the drawing in the end, looked at the back of Mitarai Ryota leaving with a plastic bag, with mixed emotions.

The voice is soft and weak, and the person looks weak and easy to get along with, but he didn't expect his temper to be so weird.

Well, it must be because he has devoted all his heart to creating animations, and he doesn't want to get along with his classmates that's why he has such a hard time communicating. It's not because of her way of striking up a conversation!Asakawa Airi comforted herself silently in her heart.

But... It's still too annoying to misinterpret her kindness so blatantly.

Go expand your sister's network! ! !Fuck your sister wasting time! ! !

Playing happily with little angels is not a waste of time!

Silently put the file folder back into the school bag, not daring to be fierce in front of people, and the more I thought about it after the people left, the more embarrassing and shameful Asakawa Airi kicked the pebbles on the ground, angrily decided not to send the drawing Give it to him! ! !

Not her little angel anyway.

Sweeping away the emotion of eager anticipation just now, Asakawa Airi, who was severely rejected before formally striking up a conversation, felt down to the bottom of the valley.But when she came to the game machine room, she saw three preparatory subjects surrounded by Satsuki Satsuma and didn't know what to say.

This is a tactical shooter, which is an advantage map compared to Lurkers.However, the only female character on the game screen actually charged directly with a sniper.

She twirled and jumped to avoid bullets. When she jumped to a suitable position, she pulled the trigger with her finger. The body of the gun vibrated slightly, and several bullets burst out, hitting three lurking targets with a "bang bang". It is extremely accurate, headshot with guns and guns!

【YOULOSE! 】

The headshot immediately at the beginning of the game shocked the three boys in the preparatory department a little bit.They are very confident before playing the game, although Nanami Chiaki is a super high school level game player, but they are three against one!But now, thinking that they claimed to be game masters when they hit up Qihai Qianqiu just now, they suddenly felt hot on their faces.

"Nanami-san, let's play a racing game."

The somewhat sleepy Nanami Chiaki nodded while yawning.

5 minutes later--

【YOULOSE! 】

Mikan, who had been busy in the health room all afternoon, came to the game machine room according to the text message of Airi Asakawa, and was looking for Airi Asakawa and Chiaki Nanami, but accidentally collided with a boy who was preparing for the subject at the corner. got together.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry." Sinki Mikan, who barely stood still, immediately bowed and apologized.

The author has something to say: Mitarai has been stuck for a long time, a long time... In short, the strategy failed.

In the end, Komaeda was not allowed to play, because Komaeda’s appearance was even more difficult than Mitarai’s. I knew that I would not design this plot to make people feel good. Calvin already wanted to blacklist Komaeda_ (:з」∠)_