Lion King

He's a handsome man!

Yuka couldn't hear my dissatisfaction. She finished reading the latest chapter in a calm manner, and looked directly at me through the lens with her round and wise eyes.

"how do you feel?"

"..." (I am speechless)

"I understand."

She packed up the precious manuscripts, lifted her schoolbag and said goodbye to me.

Alas... I waved at Yuka and sighed.I am still alive and well, but I feel like I am far away from the world.

If you can't communicate with people in the world, you are no different from a dead person.

So sad, so sad.

But there are also very happy and happy things!

On the afternoon of the third day after waking up, Megumi left after sharing her first lunch with Goto-kun.It was almost six o'clock at that time, and after the club activities were over, she hurried over to report the results to me.But at the moment I am in such a state that I can't help her at all.

While feeling annoyed, Xiao Hui's voice came from the door.

"good afternoon!"

Immersed in the heat of gradually getting closer to the person she likes, her voice is clear and clear.

Don't worry at all, aren't you in good shape?I propped my head on my hands, fantasizing about one or the other.

Someone else came to see me, who could it be?

"Good afternoon, Yuanshan." Responding to Xiaohui was a charming baritone voice.I fell from my body—

Mu, Mu Shenyi? !

I lay on the ground for a long time without coming back to my senses, my mind was buzzing.

What?What?That's Mu's voice, right?right?Yeah?

Just as I was scratching my hair at a loss, there was a sound of footsteps coming from far and near, and there was a blue color in my field of vision—our school uniform, men's.

Raising his head, he was facing Shang Mu Shen's solemn face.He took a few steps to the side of the hospital bed, and he was about to step on me——I jumped up quickly, and crawled back to the bed.Strange to say, just when he was about to step on me, he stopped still.

I lay on my body with my back to him, didn't hear the movement behind me, so I looked back and saw Mu Shen bent down, staring at me on the bed.

What are you looking at?

I crawled to the head of the bed and rolled over to face him.

The four eyes are facing each other.Oh of course, he doesn't know that my real eyes are here.

Come on MAKI!Let's fight for [-] rounds to see who can look away first!

Those who lose must confess~

Unrealistic and absurd pictures kept popping up in my mind, I clenched my fists with great encouragement, squinted my eyes and stared at him vigorously.

For a moment, a shame-like expression appeared on his face, blinking his eyes and looking around.

Good gentleman, sorry for staring at unconscious girls.

Sure enough, I read you right!

"Fujiwara," just as I was writhing on the bed, he put the bag on the floor, and then sat down, his voice came slowly.

"Health is fine... Ah, what am I doing." He looked a little discouraged. "Fujiwara, listen to me carefully—"

"I'm listening, I'm listening!" I immediately got up and sat next to him.

"Can't you really see it?" He stretched out his hand and waved it left and right on the face of my body.

"I can't see it!"

"How about this? Can you hear it?" He clapped his hands rhythmically next to my body's ear: "Pa, papa"

"I can't hear you!"

"So this—" He reached for my hand—and paused. "It won't work," he said to himself.

"That's okay too!" I leaned closer to his side and whispered excitedly into his ear.

As expected of Amu, if you say you can't, you can't.

"What are we going to do next?" A Mu was silent for 20 seconds, I raised my legs and yawned, staring at him with piercing eyes.

The sky gradually darkened.

"Don't you have to go home?" I asked again.Even though he knew he couldn't hear, it was probably because he couldn't hear that he was able to ask.

"Fujiwara, are you... scared?" He looked away from my body, as if asking about the room.

Of course it is... I swallowed.

"It must be scary," he replied.

This is of course...very scary!

I couldn't laugh, it was as uncomfortable as if my happy mood had been frozen.

It would be fine if you really can't hear or see, it's okay to be the only one in the world!But...but he can hear, see and speak, but he can't convey his feelings to other people. It's like...

It's like being abandoned by the world!

Before Mu asked this question, I didn't realize that in less than three days, fear had penetrated my body and even every corner of this room.

There was even fear in the air.

In order to get back into my body, I kept trying and trying again and again. If other people could see it, it should be the scariest horror movie in the world—in order to be reborn, the undead got into the body time and time again, and was killed again and again. Rejection, infinite loop... deadlock.

"Don't be afraid, Fujiwara." As if feeling my fear, Mu's voice became more resolute. "You'll be back soon, I trust you."

I believe in you too.

Mu smiled, which was a little different from the usual proud and confident smile on the court. There was a little bit of lack of confidence.

What are you doing, you don't have confidence in me?

He got up and picked up the bag, and said to me on the bed: "I will come back tomorrow, Fujiwara."

I'd be happy if you come once a week!

"Take a good rest...I'm leaving." When he walked to the door, he thought of something and said hesitantly.

Bye~ I waved my arms vigorously, as if saying goodbye to sailors on a long voyage.

To me, Mu Shenyi is indeed like a sailor who does not know the date of return.

Well, so satisfying, so satisfying.

The door was closed gently.

chapter5Memory

All stories in the world begin with encounters.

"If you don't want to find a way to meet the other party, then all the feelings about the other party in your heart, as well as the fantasies in your head, are ultimately your own daydreams."

"If you want your dream to become a reality, then meet the other person first."

In the autumn of the third grade of junior high school, I heard a girl's voice say this when I was passing by a park on the street when I was returning home from cram school.

The sound is very textured, like a round jade, with gentle lines but a hard heart.I followed the reputation and saw two girls in school uniforms sitting side by side on the bench next to the sandpit in the park.

It is the school uniform of Hainan Affiliated Middle School.

I go to school in a subsidiary country and I am familiar with this school uniform.The girls in the class who are going straight to the senior high school like the school uniforms of the high school very much.

"Cyan is very lively, but the suit is very adult."

In April next year, I will also be a member of the senior department of Hainan Affiliated High School.I don't know if I can wear the boy's uniform with a lively and mature feeling.

Two girls, one with long hair and one with short hair, sat side by side eating croquettes.The one with the long hair ate fast, held the wrapping paper in his hands, brushed off the residue on the skirt, stood up and said to his companion: "I can only tell you this, and then I have to work hard on my own."

Ah, it's her, the one who just spoke.

The short-haired girl nodded, "Thank you, Li Yang."

"Well, don't be so polite. Call me if you need it, and I'll help you." The speech was crisp and neat... I couldn't help but stop.

The short-haired girl probably encountered relationship problems, so she consulted the long-haired girl, and the long-haired girl gave her own opinions.

Well, if you think about the conversation just now, it is very likely that it has something to do with your crush.

encounter or something...

The long-haired girl is called RIO, is it written as Li Xu or Li Yang?It may also be Lino, who has a similar pronunciation.

RIO walked in the direction I came from, she looked up at me and smiled at me.Instead of a nodding smile, a light shadow appeared on her left cheek under the streetlight.

It's a dimple.

The girl's eyes are very bright, like gemstones reflecting under the street lamp, with the feline feline squeamishness and cunning.

Should I say cute... or scary?Complicated emotions surged up in his chest.

This is my first encounter with Fujiwara Ryo.

I thought she played the role of a close sister in the girl group, but her appearance has a feeling of "very good at acting like a baby".

After being promoted to the senior department and joining the long-awaited basketball club, I learned her full name from Takasago-senpai.

"Oops..." One afternoon when school just started, Senior Takasago said this to the entrance of the gymnasium.

"Oops?"

"Hahahaha..." Hearing my rhetorical question, Senior Takasago let out a weak dry laugh with a stiff expression. "Most likely I can't avoid it today, so I'll tell you!"

"……What's up?"

"Did you see the girl standing at the door? Don't provoke her, or you will be entangled!"

girl?

I looked towards the door—the girl I met half a year ago was standing upright at the door, blinking those cat-like eyes, and then laughed.

"I think she's cute..."

"Cute? Well, it's pretty cute, but..." Senior Takasago lowered his voice.

"She's a witch, the witch Fujiwara Ryo. She was the boss of all sports clubs when she was in the first grade. She's nicknamed the girl who kills a hundred people!"

"As long as it is a man she likes, none of them can escape from her palm! So God—" Senior Gao Sha patted me on the shoulder, and warned quite seriously:

"Don't be wary of Fujiwara just because she's cute. You're so innocent, you won't be able to escape if you're stared at by her."

If you really like it, even if you are entangled, you are willing.I can't help but smile wryly.

"I know what you're thinking!" Senior Takasago looked like you were too tender. "You don't know the consequences of being entangled by a witch, so you don't take my words seriously. Listen, a witch has no love for her prey. Just go and see Ohno in the football club. This guy lives with no dignity at all." there is none left……"

I'm not familiar with Ohno in the soccer club, so I don't know what it's like to live without dignity.That afternoon, the witch just watched us practice quietly, and didn't do anything to make Senior Takasago shout "Oops".I think seniors are just overly sensitive.

Because no matter from which angle you look at it, Fujiwara Liyang is a charming and beautiful girl.There's absolutely no need for such an eye-catching girl to do weird things just to get people's attention.

"God!" A girl in the same class called me after school. "Sorry God, I have something to ask you!"

"Are you familiar with Senior Mu from the basketball club?"

"Well, it's okay, what's the matter?"

"Ah...that's it..." A shy blush appeared on her face.

Could it be a fan of Senior Mu?I couldn't help but get nervous, so you want me to call Senior Mu out?still……

"Well, Senior Mu is from the seventh group of the second year, right?"

"Seems to be……"

"I, Ah God...please give this to Senior Mu..." She handed me a white envelope, I took it and squeezed it, it was very thick.

Sure enough, you want to confess, don't worry leave it to me!

"Then... Please, Senior Mu, give this to Senior Fujiwara!" Her face was flushed, she bowed fiercely to me, and ran away.

"...Wait, wait a minute!"

This, what's going on here?I was at a loss, I thought she was going to confess to Senior Mu, but it turned out that Senior was a messenger just like me...

In fact, she has a crush on a senior named Fujiwara.

I really don't understand the girl's mind...Why don't you just send the letter to Fujiwara-senpai?

...Maybe the other party is a vicious person.

I walked towards the club activity room with a question mark on my head.It's useless to guess like this, it's better to ask Senior Mu.I walked into the locker room, and it happened that Senior Mu was also inside.I explained the ins and outs of the matter to him, and then handed the letter to him.

"Senior, what kind of person is that Fujiwara...? My classmates seem to like him very much. Is senior in the same class as him?"

Senior Mu readily agreed to the request to deliver the letter. At this time, he had already changed his clothes and was about to leave. When he heard my question, he looked bewildered.

"Your classmate... likes Fujiwara?"

"That's right! Otherwise, why would you and I be asked to help deliver the love letter?" And he even made such a big circle.

"Ah...hahahaha!" Senior Mu seemed to understand something, and laughed out loud.

"Is your classmate a girl?"

"yes……"

Senior Mu laughed so hard that tears flowed, is it really so funny?

"Fujiwara is a girl too!"

"I'm afraid your classmate encountered some problem and wanted to ask Fujiwara for help." Senior Mu explained.

That's it..."If that's the case, why do you have to go around such a big circle and send the letter directly to that senior?"

"It's not impossible, it's just that Fujiwara doesn't seem like an easy-to-approach person. The first-year girls are a little afraid of her."

I kind of get it.Well, this Fujiwara...

"Fujiwara is an idol, she seems to have a sense of distance, but in fact she is kind and considerate, but she is a little shy, so I have a lot of misunderstandings about her."

"Senior must be very familiar with Fujiwara!"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Senior Mu's face, but he soon returned to a serious expression: "I have been in the same class with her since the first grade."

"So..." I suddenly thought of someone, "Do you know Riyo Fujiwara?"

that witch.

"I'm talking about her!" When hearing the name Fujiwara Ryo, Senior Mu was visibly shocked, and then looked at me suspiciously. "Fujiwara...no, you know her?"

How is it possible... I have only been in school for two weeks, but it can't be said that I don't know each other at all, it's just that I met once.But I still answered:

"Well, I only knew the name of Fujiwara-senpai before..."

"Fujiwara, she did something amazing in the first grade." After the club activities, Takasago-senpai and I cleaned the gymnasium.The senior who was cleaning the basketball suddenly said so.

"... Senior, you told me about this, the story of the witch conquering the sports club." So every time I saw Captain Kimura, I couldn't help but imagine the scene where the captain was conquered by the witch.So how did the hot-blooded captain confess to the experienced witch?

"That's not it!" Senior Takasago picked up another ball.While washing the mop, I pulled up my collar to wipe my sweat: "Could it be something else?"

"Of course! You know Amu's nickname, right?"

"……monster."

"That's the most well-known name, taken from his excellent physical fitness. But that's not what people called him when he first entered the basketball team."

"Oh?"

"Coach Gaotou called him Tiger, Tiger, and said he was as fierce as a tiger."

That being said, it's true...not only the aura, but also the figure...both soft and strong...

"Then what? What does this have to do with Fujiwara-senpai?"

"Fujiwara, she wasn't called a witch when she first entered school. That was later."

"Hey?"

"In the first grade, we all called Fujiwara 'Tiger Toucher'."

"...Why?" I vaguely felt something...

"Could it be because she touched Senior Mu?"

"To be more precise——" Senior Takasago was very satisfied with my reaction. He slowly pushed the basketball box into the corner, clapped his hands, and continued:

"She touched Amu's ass."

"Varied……"

"And touched it 10 times."

chapter6Rampo

To me, the word witch has a cursed connotation.

At 2 pm on the fourth day, Yuka finished reading Chapter [-] of the seaside hotel. The scene where Crow and Zero were testing each other was so tantalizing, I put my head on Yuka’s stomach and begged her: “Let them blend together! Please! is you!"

Yuka was unmoved.

When she was gone, the thought of spending another fourteen long hours alone weighed heavily on her heart.

Mu Shenyi's visit yesterday was called a surprise attack, and I can still feel the trembling heartbeat until this morning.

Now he should be sweating profusely in the gym.

When the hour hand points to 6, the door of the ward opens.I was lying on my body and rolling, and when I heard the "click" sound of turning the doorknob, my heart was beating wildly.

Mu Shen walked in.

"Good afternoon, Fujiwara." He greeted angrily.

"..." Ah, I really want to cry...

"Good afternoon! Amu!" I replied loudly.

He looks in a good mood today.After saying hello, Mu Shen went to the window and closed it, then sat on the chair beside the hospital bed.

Will you chat with me today?

My head turned back and forth following his movements, and when he sat still, I knelt on my body as neatly as yesterday.

What shall we talk about today?I asked him.

Of course, there will be no response.

He took out a hardcover hardcover book from his bag—a human chair?

Are you going to read this to me?

...My favorite author is Ranpo Edogawa!

However, random articles... are not suitable for reading aloud.I prodded his arm and watched his expression closely.

Very calm... As expected of Mu Shenyi, he has a good attitude at all times.Since you don't mind, then it's too rude for me to be so coy.

Come on, which one do you want to read?

Let me tell you quietly, my favorite is the human chair!Read this to me, it's on the first line of the table of contents!

I babbled on and on to him.He flipped to the directory, pointed his finger on the title, swiped once from right to left, then returned to the far right, and tapped lightly as if confirming.

"It's you, human chair!" I made a throwing motion, swung my arm vigorously, and shouted.

Mu Shen moved a chair towards the hospital bed, and was suddenly attracted by something on the side of the bed, and bent down to read the book on his knees.

what? What?

I also bowed my head and leaned over, but he straightened up, "OK." I heard him say that.Then the upper part of the hospital bed was slowly raised, and my body became a half-sitting, half-lying posture.

Oh, it turned out to be this.

I returned to the original sitting posture, facing Mu Shenyi squarely.Unlike yesterday, since my body stood up, Mu Shenyi also changed to face the edge of the bed.

Facing a comatose classmate, it would be rude to use yesterday's posture to make the distance too close, right?

I knew, Amu, you are a person who pays attention to etiquette, well done!

In this way, as a spirit body, I can meet you face to face.

Oops, so embarrassing-I couldn't help covering my face and humming.

"Fujiwara, I brought you a book." He held up the book and showed me the cover.After a short pause, he continued: "I think you can't read a book in your current situation. It's okay, I will read it to you."

Then there was another pause.

"Today's article is Human Chair."

pause.

"hope you will like it."

pause.

I said, Mr. Mu—are you waiting for my answer?

Although there is no such possibility, he is Mu Shenyi, how could he do such a boring thing...

"Every morning at ten o'clock, I watched my husband go to the government office to go to work. After that, I finally had my own time, so Kako locked herself in the study shared with her husband. She is currently writing a feature-length article for the summer special issue of K magazine. Kako is a beautiful female writer..."

Amu's voice is a baritone with a wide range of lethality, with a gentle speed and a calm tone.

In Chinese class, the teacher often asked him to read haiku aloud. At this time, the surrounding noises were silent, and the whole class was immersed in the artistic conception of spring water.

His contagious and low-pitched voice always distracted me, and my thoughts drifted to the sea with no boundaries, the mountains with nowhere, and the path with no return.

I imagined him wearing a kimono and holding a paper fan, reciting waka to the moon.So I tried to persuade Wakasha to hold a recitation competition, so that I could justifiably encourage him to participate.

Who would have thought that Uehara of Wakasha hadn't nodded, and I would be here.

Ugh.

By the time I read the whole article of The Human Chair, it was already dusk outside the window.

As soon as Mu Shen turned the pages of the book, he looked lost in thought.

This is probably the first time he has read Luanbu's book. During the reading process, he stopped many times at places that I think are "not suitable for reading aloud".It's a good thing he didn't blush, or I'd die of shame.

This is the first time he entered my world, reading a book I like, and found that what Fujiwara likes is such a blush.

Between the lines and every stroke, the strangeness and lewdness of the Edo period ooze out.

He was so smart, he must have noticed.

After reading, he did not pause so frequently, but each time he paused for a long time.After reading a paragraph, I will read the next paragraph before continuing to read.

See how strategic you are and know how to adjust your strategy to deal with unfamiliar situations.

As expected of Mu Shenyi!

I am very grateful to him for reading to me.Although Yuka also read it for me, but this woman would leave a suspense every time, pinch my face and say, "Please listen to the next chapter to break it down."It’s obviously a heart-pounding scene like a cat’s paw scratching a palm, a forbidden love wrapped in hormones, and Yu Jia deliberately recited it into a Buddhist scripture...

She writes very well!

"MAKI, thank you!" I closed my eyes and raised my head and shouted, wishing he could hear.

Mu Shen put the book back into his schoolbag, facing my body, raised his right palm in front of him: "Fujiwara, sorry! I will read it to you tomorrow after reading it!"

No, that's enough!I clapped my hands in return.

He raised his head, his usually serious expression was much softer now, and said to me in a discussing tone:

"Fujiwara, I think Edogawa Ranpo's works are not suitable for the current situation. Let's listen to Miyazawa Kenji tomorrow!"

Hey, hey... What's wrong with Luanbu... Didn't you read well?

"It's really great that you agree, then it's decided!"

You wait for me - when did I agree!Hello!

"I'll be back tomorrow."

Don't make decisions for me!I still want to hear you read Master One Inch!

"Have a good rest, Fujiwara."

They all told me to wait a minute!

"See you tomorrow!"

Hey--

The door was closed.I heard my own voice echoing in the empty space.

No matter how hoarse you are, that person will not hear you.

However, the mood was not as bad as yesterday.

Miyazawa Kenji is also fine.

But what I want you to read to me most is Tuangui Six.

chapter7Rise

A vast landscape unfolds in front of you.

Or a figure gradually enlarged from the morning light.

On the first day of high school, I met Ryo Fujiwara.

About two-thirds of the class came directly from the middle division.Reading the familiar names on the class list, I think my high school days should be very dull.

until I met her.

After the entrance ceremony, I went back to the classroom and found my seat according to the seating chart.The girl in front had already sat down, her soft long hair glowing softly in the morning light.

It's so pretty, what products do you use?

Just as I was thinking about this question, the girl turned around and grinned at me: "What time is it?"

How can I describe how I felt at the time?

Fujiwara Liyang has a very pleasing face, soft and white, looks easy to bully, not aggressive.

I didn't wear a watch, so I spread my hands at her: "I want to know too." She blinked and smiled brightly again: "My name is Fujiwara Liyang, what about you?"

She really likes to laugh.

I groaned, facing her eager eyes, I felt a little uncomfortable: "My name is Yuan Shanhui."

This is my first encounter with a witch.

Plain and accompanied by a sense of fate.

Fujiwara Ryo is a very strange person.Why do you say that?

Every morning before the morning meeting, various clubs will conduct morning exercises, judo club, wrestling club, football club, baseball club, basketball club, women's gymnastics club, rugby club... The morning training teams coming and going make people feel like they are in a hurry.

I have a deep affection for the soccer club because the guy I like has only been in the soccer club since elementary school.So after I figured out the morning training route of the football club, every morning I took Li Yang to lie in ambush at the intersection they must pass.

The new members of the first grade are at the end of the line. I can bear it even if I get up half an hour early every day just to see the heroic running of my sweetheart.

For some reason that day, the football team did not show up for a long time, but the basketball team ran over from the opposite side.Captain Kimura-senior, vice-captain Kitagawa-senior... and our classmate Mu Shen are at the end of the line.

"The people in the basketball club are really tall..." I sighed, "The figure is also very slender." Senior Kimura confessed to Li Yang last week, but was rejected.Seeing him getting closer and closer to us, as an outsider, I was a little nervous.

Speaking of which, why did Li Yang reject His Royal Highness, a third-year prince?

"Because it's not the ideal type." That was the answer at the time.

What is your ideal type?

"King of Sex."

Have no idea what she's talking about.

Captain Kimura saw us first, and greeted us confidently: "Fujiwara, Toyama, good morning!"

"Good morning, senior!" I tried my best to look energetic.Li Yang on the side didn't make a sound.

This year, more than 100 people signed up to join the basketball team, making the entire morning training team extraordinarily long, like a wandering dragon pacing past us, and Mr. Kimura will soon run out of our sight.I hastily poked Li Yang who was in a daze: "Hey! Senior is leaving, don't you want to say hello to him?"

Li Yang seemed to move, the team in front of her shouted slogans, and the roar of hundreds of adolescent men made my ear hurt: "Hai-nan! Chang-sheng!"

In the noise full of male hormones, I heard Li Yang's voice drilled into my ears:

"... so sexy."

what? What?

I turned my head and saw her covering her mouth with both hands, her eyes were shining with moisture, and she was staring straight at a certain point at the end of the team.

It's Shimada from Class 180... I'm guessing.Shimada is [-] cm tall, with a slender figure and fair skin. His appearance is very angular, and he is very popular among freshmen. The disadvantage is that he is too arrogant.

"Shimada? He's not sexy, but he's taller..." I didn't think so, and the end of the line finally passed us.Watching the basketball club boys go away, I patted Li Yang: "Let's go."

She remained motionless, staring at the person in front of her.

"So sexy..." she said.

"Hey?"

"So sexy... Mu Shenyi."

"Hey?!"

Mu Shenyi and I have been classmates in the same elementary school and middle school for a total of nine years. Although we don't have much friendship, we still know him well.

Mu Shenyi is an insulator for all adjectives linked to frivolity.

This is the first time I've heard a girl call him sexy.

And it's from the mouth of Fujiwara Liyang, a heartthrob who is called a witch but has almost no female friends and never lacks the favor of men.

"Hey, are you kidding me?"

"What do you mean?" she asked me innocently.

Sure enough, the witch's thinking circuit is different from that of ordinary people like me.

Fujiwara Liyang is indeed a strange person.

"The glutes must be well developed."

When I was having lunch in the restaurant at noon that day, Li Yang suddenly said such a nonsensical remark.

"What?" Yuka, who was sitting across from Li Yang, took a bite of fried noodle bread, her cheeks puffed up.Pay attention to eating, you!

"Mu Shenyi's..."

"Amu? What's wrong with Amu?" Yuka took a sip of water.

"..." Just like in the morning, Li Yang's eyes were fixed on a certain point again, and she was stunned.I followed her gaze and saw that Mu Shen was walking towards here with a plate and several boys.Then I heard two terrifying voices——

"Mu Shenyi's gluteus maximus must be well developed."

"Puff—cough cough, cough cough..."

The mixture of chewed chow mein bread and black tea was sprayed all over the table, and the students who were dining near us cast inquiring gazes one after another. Even Mu Shen and his group, who were more than three meters away from us, stood still.

I was spared from being affected because I was sitting next to Yuka, and Li Yang on the opposite side was in a worse situation - all the food on the dinner plate was wiped out, and there were a few residues on my sleeves and hands.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Yujia apologized repeatedly, and helped Li Yang wipe her hands. "It really scared me just now... Whose gluteus maximus are you talking about?"

"...Ah!" Li Yang looked like she had just realized it, her face was filled with excitement. "I really want to touch it!"

"Please stop talking..." I had a headache.

"Eh? What, tell me!" Yuka looked at me and then at Li Yang. "What did you say you wanted to touch?"

"I want to touch Amu's gluteus maximus." Li Yang said frankly.

"..." Yuka stopped what she was doing, and tried her best to digest Li Yang's words.

At this time, footsteps came from behind, and Mu Shen and his group came over.They slowed down as they passed by us.Mu Shen glanced at Li Yang, while the other boys seemed to be trying their best to endure their curiosity, staring straight ahead very deliberately.

Tch, useless guy, laugh if you want, we are not afraid!

As long as you can resist Li Yang's blade-like sight attack...

I snorted through my nostrils.

"I understand what you mean," Yujia tapped her palm, and the light bulb on the top of her head lit up, and concluded for Li Yang: "You want to touch Amu's ass."

Good timing, Yuka.

I saw Mu Shen suddenly stop, and the people behind bumped into him one by one, and then all turned their heads to look at us in horror.

...Don't look at me, it's none of my business.

Mu Shenyi, the only one who didn't look back, seemed to have calmed down the feeling of being offended, and took steady steps again, walking unswervingly to the table farthest from us.

chapter8Cooker

Everything has a standard of measurement, even if it is not compatible with universal values, then there must be its internal logic.

The end of all things in the world is chaos, but life is born in order.

I always thought so.

During the lunch break, I went to the rooftop to eat the bento I brought with me, and ran into Yuka Kanzaki, a second-year student.

"Oh~ it's Soichiro!" Senior Kanzaki patted the floor next to him, "Are you coming here to eat too?" I responded and sat down next to Senior.

"Look at it this way," Senior Kanzaki looked me up and down: "Souichiro, you are very slender."

She used slenderness instead of weakness, and I am grateful.

I lifted the lid of the bento box. Today's side dishes are fried chicken nuggets, stir-fried mixed vegetables, tamagoyaki, hamburger meat, sesame mixed with spinach, and a small croquette.

Senior Kanzaki stared blankly at my bento, um, a three-layer bento box is a bit exaggerated for high school students, so I laughed out of embarrassment.

"Boys are just different..." Senpai Kanzaki sighed. "Can I have a bite?" she asked me, pointing to the fried chicken.

"Of course." I put a piece in her bento box, and glanced at her dishes by the way.

The bento box on the first floor contained less than a third of the chirashi sushi.

Girls are definitely different from boys.

I also sighed, can these be full?

As if hearing my heart, Senior Kanzaki muttered, "I'm a vegetarian."

"Hey?...why?" You just swallowed a piece of fried chicken!

"Hmm...hehehehe..." Kanzaki-senpai laughed awkwardly, blushing on his cheeks.

"By the way, Soichiro, is this a bento you made yourself?"

"That's right, the fried chicken and hamburger were yesterday's dinner, and the rest were made in the morning." Senior Kanzaki's eyes suddenly became incomparably...uh...envious?

"I adore you so much, Soichiro! Please teach me how to make croquettes!"

"No problem! I'll write the process to you later."

After eating the bento, Kanzaki-senpai and I went back to the teaching building.Fifteen minutes before the end of the lunch break, Kanzaki-senpai was suddenly a little hungry, so we went to the canteen of the restaurant to buy bread and boxed oolong tea.

"Please drink~" Senior stuffed the drink into my hand. "It's really unbearable not to touch the meat for a week, it feels like the skin is wrinkled..." She gnawed on the curry bread and said vaguely in her mouth.

"By the way, Soichiro, how to make croquettes~"

"Ah, yes, I will write to you when I get back. Do you like croquettes very much, senior?"

"Me? I don't like this kind of high-calorie fried food very much. It's less