My front table is Echizen Ryoma

Echizen nodded indifferently towards Kitakami. "Are club activities over?"

"Well, are you here to pick me up?"

"No, Fujiwara asked me to come, she's waiting for you downstairs."

"Oh well."

Ito Zeya, who was watching the conversation between the two, was a little confused, whether their relationship was good or bad.Anyway, he felt the indifference of the young man called Echizen, but his president didn't seem to think so. After finishing the conversation with the young man, she turned around and turned off the lights in Room 305. The door was locked, and finally, he turned his head to look at himself.

Ito opened her mouth slightly, and wanted to say something like "It's an honor for Mr. President to talk to me", but her words were extremely brief, and she didn't give him time to think about what to say.

She said, "Don't be late tomorrow, eh, Ito?"

The uncertain tone at the end of the sentence shows that the president hasn't remembered her name yet.

"Yes, my name is Ito Zeya." Ito replied, he thought for a while, lowered his head shyly, touched the back of his head, hesitated for a moment, and added, "Actually, Mr. President, you call me Zeya That's enough." Out of shyness, he said this sentence lightly.

Although it wasn't loud, it was enough to be heard by those who were at an arm's length away from him, but no one responded to him for a long time. He raised his head and saw that the president was already at the other end of the corridor, and there was standing in front of him. A boy called Echizen.

The boy looked at himself with a blank expression, and asked, "What did you just say? I didn't hear it."

The sincerity of his voice made Ito want to cry.

"Nothing, I didn't say anything."

The boy gave him a suspicious look, then turned around to pull out the key to Room 305.

The president in the distance turned back at this moment, and she shouted at them from a distance of about three meters: "Echizen, you are walking so slowly."

The boy shook the things in his hand at her. "You don't even take out the key when you close the door?"

"Ah?! It seems that there is such a thing. Fortunately, you found it!"

The young man said something stupid in a low voice, straightened the brim of his hat, and walked towards the president. After walking a few steps, he stopped again, turned around and looked at Ito, "Aren't you going?"

Ito Ze also shook his head and said, "You guys go first. I like...to go alone."

To him, these words are against his will, but he firmly believes that even if these two people are not lovers, he will still be as obtrusive and embarrassing as a light bulb in the middle.

Will this young man become the president's wife in the future?

He looks good, but he is a little short, and I don't know if his math is good, but it doesn't mean that the president's wife must be as good at math as the president.

Ito Ze also thought about it, and found that he was really boring. Why did he study this kind of thing?He just needs to study his mathematics well in the mathematics club, and it will be fine if he doesn't fail the exam!

Although, he really admires that president.

He stood there for a while, and he didn't walk towards the stairs until he was sure that the two people had gone far away.

It was getting late, and through the window by the stairs, he saw stars in the night sky outside, and the entire campus was silent.He was sleepy and hungry at the moment, and he was holding a bunch of math problems in his hands.When he walked to the ground floor in a daze, the blue and white coat on the boy suddenly appeared in his mind, and after he thought of the boy's uncommon surname, the four characters Echizen Ryoma suddenly appeared in his mind middle.

The first-year main candidate of the tennis club, that boy who can be called a genius.

He stood there, stunned for a while, and finally said to himself, the president's wife is just extraordinary.

The short journey from the third floor to the ground floor was an out-and-out torment for Echizen Ryoma.

Everything stems from what Kitakami asked him, why did Fujiwara entrust him to come up to pick her up?

"Fujiwara said that the building was scary at night, and she dared not come up."

"Oh, aren't you afraid of Echizen?"

"Isn't it more appropriate for me to ask you this sentence?"

"Huh?" Kitakami said, "Don't you know? I've never had anything to be afraid of." The voice was full of showing off.

Echizen scoffed. "What about sports?"

"...that doesn't count," she lost her voice when someone poked her sore spot, but she immediately regained her composure. She glanced at him secretly, and said to him, "Echizen , if you are afraid, you can hold my hand."

Echizen looked at her silently.

"Aren't you afraid? Not at all?"

She pursed her lips, a little anxious, and showed expectant eyes.

Echizen had a panoramic view of the expression on her face, and easily understood the subtext of her words.

He didn't understand what she could expect from holding her hand.

But he was still in a dilemma, should he pretend that he didn't see anything, or should he just obey and pretend that he was afraid to hold her hand?

No matter how you think about it, the latter one is boring.

He immediately changed the subject. "Northern, who was that person just now?"

Kitakami lowered her eyes in disappointment because her plan that she thought was flawless fell through. She replied softly, "Which one? Ito?"

Echizen frowned, trying to find the person named Ito, uh, it seems that she called that person Ito before, right?He responded softly: "Yes."

"He came to ask me to help him with math."

This answer was very delicate for Echizen Ryoma.

"Really." He pretended to be casual and replied, put his hands in his pockets, and stepped down a step.

He had never known that she cared so much about this mathematics club and gave her free tutoring so late, no wonder people called her Mrs. President.Speaking of which, he is also one of her members.

Tsk, he wouldn't call her Mrs. President.

Kitakami was annoyed to find that Echizen's pace quickened, she scratched her hair, and followed with difficulty.

Feeling the boy's unreasonable sullenness, she thought about it and thought that there was only one possibility, and that was because she was going to help someone with tutoring, and he was entrusted by Fujiwara to pick her up at night.

Finally catching up with him, Kitakami hastily reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

"Echizen, listen to me."

Feeling being grabbed by someone, Echizen Ryoma first felt displeased, and then after hearing her pitiful voice, his heart softened a little, although, past experience told him that it is not good to be soft-hearted when facing this girl precursor.

He turned his head and met her sincere eyes looking at him.

"I'm sorry," she bowed her head slightly, and said sincerely to him, "I didn't mean to stay so late on purpose, and I troubled you to pick me up, please don't be angry with me, and you can't be angry with Fujiwara, it really can't...or Get mad at me."

Hearing these inexplicable apologies, Echizen Ryoma blinked at her, wanting to laugh a little, but his mood suddenly improved, and he stretched out his hand to her.

"Eh?"

She stood there blankly and looked at him for a while before she understood what he meant.

"So, you are really afraid..." Her words became softer and softer, and she found that the person in front of her didn't respond, and she didn't seem to be afraid at all. The person who came to ask her for help seemed to be trying to satisfy her Want to hold hands in anticipation?

She was taken aback by what she thought of, and she didn't believe that her careful plan would be seen through.

However, why do you think so much, the important thing is the result!

She pursed her lips quietly and snickered, and first tried to poke his finger with her fingertips to confirm that it was real and not a dream, and then carefully held his hand.

"I couldn't be happier," she said.

Echizen didn't reply.

"My mother told me that the friendship between two people starts from holding hands." She added.

This time, Echizen couldn't help but replied to her: "I don't want to be friends with an idiot like you."

"But we...have already held hands."

What kind of strange judgment method is that!

He pouted. "Bei Shang, if you don't shut up, I will let go."

This sentence really works.She immediately covered her mouth with her hands, but after she stopped talking, she bent her eyes and looked at him until she saw the amber-eyed boy blushing, turned her head and decided not to pay attention to her,

Fujiwara downstairs did not wait to come to Echizen and go north.In order for Kitakami to be alone with Echizen, she sacrificed her dignity and made up an outrageous reason why she was afraid of walking this building at night.

Could it be that they chatted so happily that they came down slowly?

But thinking of Echizen's character, it was really hard for her to imagine such a scene.

While she was rubbing her chin in thought, two people came out from the stairs, one in front and one behind, and by the dim light of the street lights beside the building, she saw Echizen Ryoma walking towards her with a dark face.

Fujiwara's body trembled, but she remembered that although Echizen didn't smile when he went upstairs, he wasn't unhappy or impatient at all.

Echiqian came over and stuffed Beishang's whole body to her with no expression on his face.

Fujiwara thought that the two were having a conflict, but he looked down and saw Kitakami squatting on the ground, laughing non-stop.

"What happened?" Fujiwara asked worriedly.

But of the two people in front of her, one was still smirking, the other pressed down on the brim of his hat and turned his head. He didn't know what was going on, and neither of them responded to her.

When Kitakami returned home, he announced to Keiko, "Mom, Echizen and I are holding hands."

Keiko clapped her hands to congratulate her, "It's great, Yuki, you have gained another good friend."

Kitakami Kazuhiko squinted at their mother and daughter, feeling that such a strange conversation was really not suitable for him to participate in, but his daughter obviously didn't think so.

"Dad, Echizen and I are holding hands." She turned her head and said to him again.

"Oh." He Yan responded to her coldly, and he just took it, what's there to be happy about.

At dinner, Beishang suddenly proposed that he wanted to go to a math cram school on weekends.

Kazuhiko frowned and said to her, "Yuki, your math is already very good."

"I want to learn the content of the second grade of junior high school."

"..."

He Yan was speechless, and he and Keiko looked at each other. After feeling Keiko's doting on his daughter, he could only nod obediently.

After finishing her homework and taking a shower, Kitakami lied that she was going to sleep, and lay on the bed for a while. After confirming that Keiko would not come to make rounds, she got up, put on a coat, and sat back at the desk. Turn on the desk lamp.

She also had to learn a little mathematics content of the second year of junior high school every day, otherwise the make-up lessons for Ito would become more and more difficult as time went on and the course would become more difficult.

She hasn't slept well for days.

She yawned and felt a little tired, so she took out the notice that was originally pasted on the door of the mathematics club from the drawer, her eyes stayed on it for a while, and after reinvigorating her fighting spirit, Put it back in the drawer.

She thought that she would try her best to keep the Math Club.

Anyway, Yuki Kitakami is no longer just an ordinary little girl who has studied well with the Math Club. She is also the president of the club, and she sounds very powerful.

She said to herself: "Echizen is so good, I must become even better."

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