Fyodor disappeared.

After finishing the Russian class, the Russian youth quickly left the surveillance range of the port mafia, and even the Supernatural Secret Service could no longer track him down.

As for the situation of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, it is a bit strange.

Huali found that Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's life illustration had turned gray—not the dead black, but a new color, gray.

This is the first special situation, and Huali decided to keep this page for the time being—anyway, she can store more than 600+ illustrated books now.

After finishing her foreign language learning period, Huali received a new order from Mori Ogai: to go to school when she was about to move back to the port of Mafia from Mori Ogai's clinic.

Huali: ...

Although I know that Boss Mori wants to understand what ordinary girls are like, so as to avoid being out of touch with this world and losing control one day in the future, but I still feel that going to school is a waste of time.

Because of his abnormal appearance, Yumeno Hisaku couldn't go to school with him, and was left behind in the port mafia, and began to participate in various daily tasks at the port Mafia.

-

Huali really wore the school uniform of Daiichi High School in Yokohama.

Although he was only 17 years old and had never attended any formal school before, he was able to transfer directly to the third year of high school...it was amazing.

In order to facilitate her study, Mori Ogai directly prepared a student room near the school for Huali.

Since discovering that Huali can directly understand her work and behavior through the illustrated book, Mori Ogai and Huali agreed to write down their requirements on paper at one o'clock every day.

Sometimes Huali will see orders, and sometimes she will see greetings like letters.

This one-way display is really...

Looking at the contents of the letter paper spread on the desk from the perspective of Mori Ogai in the live illustration book has almost become something that Huali looks forward to every day.

[Hua Li: There will be activities near xx Street today, please avoid them after school. 】

[Huali: There are a few captives who need you to come back and deal with them. Go directly to Mr. Hongye tonight. 】

[Huali: I ordered a limited number of dolls from xx store for you, remember to pick them up after school, your room should be empty, right? 】

[Huali: I found out from the head teacher that your grades have improved again, congratulations. 】

[Hua Li: Q has been a little emotional recently, remember to deal with it. 】

[Huali: I'm going to go out with my friends on weekends, and the new clothes have been deposited in xx store.Remember to take a photo for Mr. 】

【…】

Some kind of wonderful, ambiguous feeling of being cared for while being affirmed by the value of the role stretches out from the opposite side like a gentle silk thread across the screen of the page, slowly enveloping, restraining, and then transforming oneself. For things like plant roots, plunge into your body and heart.

Huali really quickly caught up with the progress of high school studies, and she didn't even have to worry about applying for the university voluntary exam.

In addition to going to class for lunch and chatting with girls of the same age who seem to be friends with her about things that she thinks are boring, the regular one-way contact with Mr. Mori has become her favorite thing.

[Huali: Do you want to control the time you spend watching the screen every day?Even the leader has private matters to deal with ^_^. 】

This sentence that suddenly appeared on the letter paper one day made the spring water in the girl's heart, which was always calm, rippling from time to time, as if she had found a river to flow, and vented violently.

--I see.

"It turned out to be like this..."

The girl hiding behind the water tank on the roof of the school suddenly wakes up in the warm sun that is about to enter winter.

Increasing attention to Mr. Mori beyond normal observation time.

The joy that wells up in you when you are commanded or cared for.

Want to reply but can't, can only wait patiently for the restlessness after school.

【What will Chief Mori write for himself today? 】

【Why did Chief Mori write that today? 】

【Boss Mori is working...well, I really want to help. 】

【Mori leader...】

【…】

—Mr. Sen.

The silhouette of a certain person and the adorable smile that linger in the subconscious every day.

Whether it is true or false, Mr. Mori is firmly walking on the road of ideals.

Why would you want to be that person's thing?

Haven't there been new and absolutely unshakable reasons?

She... likes Mr. Mori.

like.

I like to sweep across my heart like a fluffy little hook.

Breathing carefully, at a loss, surprise, apprehension, and expectation.

When he realized that his actions and feelings were within the expectations of the other party, the strong, gentle but undoubted feeling of being completely controlled made his whole body numb and lost resistance, and everything was messed up at this moment .

"happiness……"

Huali stopped suddenly, and pressed her chest hard.

Once I started to understand my own mind, no matter whether it was the out-of-control heartbeat or breathing, or the sour and sweet, naive and frightened feelings that vibrated violently, it seemed that I couldn't stop.

The author has something to say:

#Mr. Mori's Thousand-Layer Routine#

#On the Love Purpose of the Heroine’s Ability#

Mori Ogai: Huh?I didn't mean it, it's just the natural charm of mature men.Innocent and humble smile.jpg

【Deliberate distance】

【Command letter mixed with personal feelings】

[There is only one-way pouring, and then at the right time to ignite the immature, jerky and extremely beautiful feelings]

【Even if you like it, it doesn't matter】

【That was supposed to be my girl】

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