[My English] It's not a problem if you can communicate with your fists

I don't know if Sakurada's hatred for me will overflow after Xinsao's nasty operation, but according to the normal routine, after being rejected so clearly, the girl should not have any intersection with Xinsao anymore.

I also said that is a normal routine.

Obviously, what is unfolding in front of me is not a normal routine.

I looked at the girl who appeared at the door of Yuki's office with a blank expression, and took out the bag of Kopeito from my pocket with a blank expression, and then threw the wagashi in the bag into my mouth and crunched it with a blank expression.

I didn't even bother to pay attention to how she knew that Xinsao was helping out in my office.

"You go back," I was silent for two seconds under the girl's gaze, "it's working time now."

The office's rule is that idlers are not allowed to enter during working hours. If they are liaison personnel sent by other offices to carry out work handover, the internal staff will arrange registration for them.After all, the Hero Office can be regarded as one of the security facilities, if anyone can enter, it will become a vegetable market.

"Let me meet Mr. Xin Cao," the girl blushed and insisted, "I'll leave after a few words with him!"

I have already been able to make up a complete set of third-rate plots of "you are ruthless, you are unjust, and you are unreasonable".

However, considering that I can be regarded as half of the decision-maker of the firm, from my standpoint, it is obviously not advisable to reject Sakurada, so I asked her to wait at the door and slipped to the back office by myself.

Shinsao sits behind the desk sorting out the files.

I covered the form with my hand, forcing the other person to look up at my face.

"Sakurata said he wanted to talk to you a few words, you go out for a while."

"No," the young man pulled the form out from under my hand with a blank expression, and continued to transcribe in another position, "There should be nothing to say between me and her."

I stretched out my hand again and took the piece of paper directly into my hand, "It's too heartless, she is also a little girl after all, so why don't you take it as a face?"

In fact, whether Xinsao sees Sakurada has nothing to do with me, at most I am just a messenger.But I have a good impression of Sakurada. To be precise, I quite like that girl. Seeing her rejected so decisively, I still feel a little bit unbearable.

"Is your face worth a lot?"

The boy raised his eyelids and snorted.

"My face doesn't seem to be worth much," I twitched the corners of my mouth, "but I'm still a good brother, so you can just treat me as a favor... I'm sorry for the little girl who came all the way to see you. Bear."

"I came all the way to transcribe files for you, why can't I bear to see you?"

"Do you look cute?"

The boy with the purple seaweed head was silent for nearly a minute, then stood up suddenly, "Then I'll go out for a while."

I hurriedly responded, almost pushing him out of the office with both hands.

Shinsao was talking to Sakurada, and naturally I had nothing to do with it, so I didn't go out with him, and simply stayed in the office and pulled out the files from the previous two years from the shelf and sorted them out one by one.

I'm not quite sure if I don't want to follow or if I really think it's unnecessary to follow.

It's not a bad thing for my brother to have a girl chasing after him, not to mention that it's not easy for that guy to meet a girl who is willing to associate with him.But I don't know why, but when I think of Shinsao and Sakurada being together, I feel a little nervous.

Maybe it's because I worry that someone wants it and I don't?

The minute hand of the wall clock on the wall moved forward a few steps. I took out all the files and spread them on the floor, trying to rearrange them by month.However, there seems to be a villain in my mind who keeps clamoring, "Go and see, let's see what's going on with Xinsao."

What's going on over there is none of my business...

But sure enough, I still care a little bit.

So... just treat me as caring about my good brother's love life?

Finding a seemingly justifiable reason for myself, I piled the file bags on the corner of the cabinet, but in the end, I still couldn't control my curiosity, and took small steps sneakily towards the office door.

Stand too close and you'll be spotted.

When I was about to run to the door, I stopped, found a corner closest to the door and hid in, poking my head from behind the wall.

What's going on like peeping, I obviously didn't do anything wrong...

While complaining about my actions in my heart, I cast my gaze in the direction of the pair of boys and girls.Shinsou stood in front of Sakurada with his back to me. His body just covered Sakurada's face, so I couldn't see Sakurada's expression. I could only tell from the way the other party twisted her skirt that she seemed a little nervous.

I took out another Jinpingtang and stuffed it into my mouth.

I always feel that I am watching some third-rate idol drama, or a long-form one.

I don't know what Sakurada said, but Shinsao suddenly turned around, and I quickly shrank my head back in fright.When he poked his head out again, the man and woman had already taken a strange pose.

The girl held Shinsao's arm tightly, and I felt like someone's arms were going to sink into the two lumps of flesh on her chest that looked very heavy.Her eye sockets seemed a little red, and her face was frighteningly pale.

Maybe I shouldn't let my mind come out.

I suddenly felt an indescribable sense of guilt.

If I don't let my heart out, then at least I can save some face for Sakurada.Being explicitly rejected by the same person twice within two days or something, a thin-skinned girl probably couldn't bear it long ago.

Do I really want to match Shinsao and Sakurada?

I don't know it myself.

Reason tells me that Xinsao and not dating Sakurada have nothing to do with me directly. Anyway, the three of us are not in the same class, and whether they date or not will not affect my normal life.

To be precise, in the process of making Shinsao consider Sakurada over and over again, I have a blind but firm conviction in my heart that Shinsao will not accept Sakurada.It was this certainty that gave me the confidence to match them up.

I probably really don't want to worry about having a girlfriend.

From childhood to adulthood, the only person around me who can be called a "friend" is Baihe Xinsao.

Even if I don't want to admit it, I have to face up to my inflated possessiveness.If Xin Cao has a date, he will have very little time for me, not to mention that I am a girl, no matter what, it is always necessary to pay attention to avoiding suspicion.

I'm terrified of things turning out that way.

Classwork in the hero department is very busy, and besides, Bai and I are not as close as we were when we were young.

He was obviously used to being alone, but his solitary life was ruined by his worries.It took me a lot of effort to get myself used to the days when I was worrying about being beside me, but in the end I suddenly realized that this person might leave me again.

Admit it.There was a villain in my heart who sneered sharply.You admit it, you let Sakurada get close to Xinsao, in fact, it is to show off that Xinsao would not choose her at all.

Yes.

I know Shinsao will not choose Sakurada.

I'm probably disgusting like this.Knowing that this is a fruitless relationship, but still pretending to encourage Sakurada, telling her that I will help you, and the motive is only to get the result that I am sure of many times from this matter.

Shinsao would not associate with Sakurada, not under any circumstances.

I actually knew this kind of thing from the beginning.

I smiled, retracted my head, and leaned the back of my head against the wall.

The author has something to say:

The mental thread is easier, um, easier (self-brainwashing)

How can it be really easy for the heroine to write No.1? (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻