[Comprehensive] Please accept my continuous affection

When I changed my shoes and walked out of the teaching building, I happened to meet Mr. Hong who also walked out of the teaching building.

...It's a miracle. I always felt that I had no special fate with Senpai Hong. We were both in the same building, but we could meet each other two or three times a month.

Even this time, Senior Hong took the initiative to call me.

"Good afternoon, Morra-senpai."

Senior Hong opened his mouth to call me, and seeing me turn around, he took a few steps and rushed to my side.

"What a coincidence. Are you going to the radio station?"

"Senior Hong." I opened my eyes in surprise, "Uh, good afternoon. Yes, I'm going to the radio station, and there will be an evening broadcast in the afternoon."

"Are you going home today?" He seemed to ask casually.

"Ah."

He turned his head to look at me, and calmly dropped the invitation: "I happen to be going home today, shall we go together?"

Eh?

Did he suddenly say something extraordinary just now?

Invite me, go home together? !

Hello?Is it me?Or possessed by evil spirits? !

"...!!!" Miri held her face in her hands, suppressing her screaming, "This is a date invitation! It's a date! Is he going to confess to you, A Mian?!"

……

I think this possibility is very small.

"Fortunately, your brain is still sober." Kusuo's eyes fell on Mr. Toro strangely, "... After a normal person is confessed on the radio, it should be as far away from the person as possible, right?"

?

Is he in love with me?

Do you really want to confess to me?

"...You can wake up."

And since you know that normal people will avoid the person involved after being confessed on the radio, why didn't you stop me at that time? !

"..." Kusuo looked at me indifferently, "You ask your own conscience, didn't I stop you at that time?"

……

"...Sister?" A trace of uncertainty appeared on Senior Hong's face, "Is it inconvenient?"

I quickly regained my senses and shook my head again and again: "No! It's very convenient!"

After a pause, I hesitated again: "...But I still have evening broadcast..."

So far, can I only ask for leave? !

I quietly took out my phone, intending to send a message to Fujioka-senpai and Takamori-senpai to ask for leave.

...I'm sorry, Nekomata-san, who loves me so much, I'm destined to disappoint you again tonight.

Tomorrow I will give you my autographed photo to make it up!

I just turned on the screen and saw the new information on the screen at a glance.

Takamori Waka: "Sorra, I'm sorry, I have an event with Fujioka's class today, and I can't get away from it. If I trouble you, you will also broadcast today's weather forecast. Please, please."

……

It seems that Senior Hong and I really have nothing to do with each other.

No way, who made me an elite member of the radio station.

"And the other members of the club are busy today." I put my phone back into my coat, "I can't ask for leave, so I can go back in about half an hour..."

Senior Bo let out a sigh, and said as a matter of course: "It's okay, I can wait for you."

"..."

Kusuo flew up to Senpai Toro, staring at him with squinted eyes.

"Did this person take the wrong medicine?"

"This is love!!!" Mitsuri seemed to want to give Kusuo a high-five in the air as the soul, but considering the latter's cold-hearted appearance, he had no choice but to give up, "Mr. Have a good impression!"

……Grass.

I will believe everything you say.

And you, Mr. Hong.

Don't act like you have a crush on me, the last time I confessed to you, you refused so damn hard!

There was a turmoil in my heart, but I still pretended to be calm and repeatedly confirmed on the surface: "Senior Hong, are you sure? Wait for me? You need to wait for half an hour?"

"Well, it doesn't matter, I have nothing to do anyway." He bent his eyes, his expression was very approachable, "Speaking of which, is there no one in your radio station for today's evening broadcast? Then can I visit it? I promise not to make trouble. Ah, speaking of it, I’m also a fan, anyway, I listen to every episode..."

……

Woohoo, the announcer Sen Luomian, who paddled to broadcast because of a bad mood in the morning, began to reflect on his waywardness.

Sorry, cat and classmate.

I'm sorry, Mr. Boom.

I have lived up to your high expectations.

No wonder Senior Hong offered to go home with me, probably because the morning broadcast heard that I was in a bad state, and he cared about me specially.

After all, as a fan of the radio station, I don't want the radio to go downhill.

Requests for visits are also more reasonable.

"No problem, if Senior Hong wants to go."

I nodded.

"I happen to be the only one at the radio station this afternoon."

I took Mr. Hong up to the third floor of the activity building. In Room 310 at the end, I took out the key and inserted it into the lock. Just as I was about to turn it, I suddenly felt a little bit ashamed.

Wait a minute.

What is our radio station like?

Although there is not much space for activities, there are always thick manuscripts piled up on the microphone platform used for broadcasting.

The laptop is placed on the table in the corner, and there seems to be a pile of snacks that I or Senior Sister Gao Sen usually bring, and I don’t know if they have been packed.

Occasionally, manuscripts that fell from the platform were scattered on the ground, and discarded manuscripts after the broadcast were always stuffed in the corner by us, covered with dust, waiting for the long-delayed cleaning activity...

"Senior Sen Luo?"

Senior Hong saw that I was still holding the key buttocks, so he couldn't help but tilt his head, his words were puzzled.

"What's wrong? I'm going to miss the evening broadcast."

"Ah, oh, that's right!" I panicked, unscrewed the door hastily, rushed in and picked up the manuscripts on the ground.

Senior Hong stepped into the broadcasting room after me. He looked around curiously, and squatted down to help me tidy up the manuscript paper on the floor.

"Leave this to me, do you have more important things?" He intercepted the manuscript in my hand and smiled at me.

"In all fairness," Kusuo said, "if you date him, I'm still very supportive."

But people refuse! !

Such a well-grown Chinese cabbage with red roots!

Don't let people arch at all!

What can I do? I am also desperate!

While wailing wildly at Kusuo in my heart, I thanked Senpai Toro in an embarrassing manner, and sat in front of the microphone.

I remember that the broadcast template of the weather forecast is... Damn, just use your mobile phone to check tomorrow's weather and play freely!Time is running out!

I checked the weather tomorrow with the mobile app, and pressed the microphone.

"Hey, hello, good afternoon everyone! It's the weather forecast time, tomorrow's weather is... ah, sunny, the highest temperature is about 30 degrees..."

I'm really not proficient in this, and I usually don't pay much attention when my seniors and sisters broadcast the weather.

After all, now that mobile phones have built-in software for weather forecasting, who would listen to the radio!

"Ahem." I cleared my throat in embarrassment, "...Well, please forgive me for the first time I broadcast the weather. If you need an accurate weather forecast, please turn on your mobile phone, you can see it! Anyway, not tomorrow It’s going to rain, so don’t bring an umbrella!”

Standing behind me, who was bending over to pick up a piece of paper from the ground, Senior Hong let out a short chuckle, and my whole body immediately burned up.

What the hell am I talking about!

They all made Senior Hong amused!

Am I an idiot for bringing him to the radio station!

It's over, it's over, it's dead——!

"Idiot, calm down, the microphone is still on, your heartbeat is going to be heard." Kusuo said coldly, "Either turn off the microphone, or continue the broadcast."

After a pause, he said calmly, "But I suggest you choose the second one. Your senior seems to like your broadcast."

...!

Yes, he just said that he is a fan of the radio station!

Definitely have to behave well uuuu Kusuo I'm so nervous!

I tried my best to calm down, forcing myself to ignore the strong sense of existence behind me, and instead picked up the unbroadcast manuscripts on the platform, picking them with trembling hands.

"Cough, that's it. Tonight's weather forecast show is due to the absence of the announcer, so I will take over." I felt a little tight in my throat, "Next is the column I am better at, yes it is ours... "

...Damn, Senior Hong can't name any shameful programs like Heartbeat Heartbeat Letter Channel at all!

"...The radio station sends warmth and chicken soup." I hesitated for a few seconds, managed to hold back the name of the program, and continued the program, "I am the announcer Sen Luomian, and I will also broadcast tonight to meet you. "

"Then it's time for manuscript selection and reading... wait a moment, because today is a sad and infuriating midterm exam, so my hands are shaking badly now, and the speed of selecting manuscripts is a little bit slow..."

"Ah, by the way, what are you guys doing for today's midterm exam? I think it's okay, after all, I'm excellent... Cough, after all, I studied carefully before the exam. Students who didn't pass the exam should also adjust their mentality, because There is another exam tomorrow. Today’s despair is premature despair, maybe tomorrow will be even more desperate than today.”

"Of course, for me, despair is someone else's business. Who asked me to review it carefully, hahaha....Okay! Finally picked out the manuscript, Let'sGo!"

When I focused on the manuscript in my hand, I gradually ignored Senior Hong behind me, and the evening broadcast was getting better and better.

"A letter from an anonymous—"What should I do if I want to be more popular with girls?" Do you think it's time for you to think about this, classmate? The midterm exam is coming, why are you still full of these things! If you can If you are in the top three in the exam, I guarantee that many girls will come to ask you to take tutoring together. And why do you want to be popular with girls? Discriminate against boys? After all, as long as you are good-looking, this kind of thing will naturally develop, right? "I said with a heavy tone, "It's better to study hard first, and work hard to earn money later."

"Another letter from an anonymous person—"What's the progress of the guest show that Sen Luo said last time?", I'm sorry I forgot about this matter, I will write to the webmaster when I have time report."

"It's still an anonymous letter—'Dear Miss Announcer, is there any way to gain favorability with the male god?', student, are you sure you want to write to me and ask me this kind of question? If I have Would I still fall into the quagmire of unrequited love with that method?! If there is such an instrument that shows affection, the affection between me and the male god will probably not exceed [-]. You are asking the wrong person!"

"...Actually, it's not that low." Kusuo sat on the platform and rubbed his chin, he looked behind me, "Tsk tsk, this person seems a little bit coquettish?"

I suddenly remembered that Senior Hong was still at the radio station, and I didn't know how he felt after listening to the radio in person.

Anyway, I really want to die right now.

My hands trembled uncontrollably again, and the hair on the back of my neck stood up.

"Then let's read the next one...' Dear student Sen Luo, I have been listening to your broadcast, and I think you are a very cute, lively and optimistic person. From your broadcast, I feel full of joy. The energy of happiness, thank you very much, let me have a good mood every day.'" I watched the densely packed words on the letter, and my tone of voice gradually calmed down, "'Sometimes, listening to the school radio, I will feel the joy from the bottom of my heart. I envy Sen Luo, who is always so active and brave. As expected of a person in the hero department. I am not very smart, and my grades are average. It is pure luck to be admitted to Xiongying. I also look ordinary and have no friends. I like it. Even a boy like me can’t speak three words a month. People like me, who disappear immediately after being thrown into the crowd, hope that, even for a day, they can live as fearlessly and optimistically as Mr. Mori.’”

"Thank you for the likes of this classmate who didn't sign the name, you're too embarrassed to praise me."

"It's very simple. If you are not smart and have average grades, you will spend more time studying than others."

"If you look ordinary, you should dress up well. As long as you have a clean and neat image, it's hard to make people feel bad."

"I can't help you if you don't have friends, but since you listen to the radio every day, why not treat me as your friend, you can write me a letter or send an email, no matter what it is, I am willing to listen to you."

"...As for the boy I like," I pouted my chin, "I really can't do anything about it. Otherwise, how about going to confess in order to say a few more words? There is no topic at first, but after confessing, there seems to be something inexplicable. So a little bit about the topic of liking... Uh, but this is just my personal experience, there is no reference, after all, I am also very hard now..."

Senior Hong didn't know when he stood beside me, tilting his head and looking at the manuscript that was being broadcast in my hand.

When he heard me say that, he seemed to have laughed, and complained softly: "Don't teach people indiscriminately."

I was so scared that I almost rolled under the platform.

I turned my head back in horror, and remembered again that I brought Senior Hong to the radio station today.

It's over, he heard my nonsense just now again.

And, and...

"Senior..." I weakly pointed at the microphone in front of me, "The microphone seems to be turned off..."

"Ah, I'm sorry." Senior Hong said calmly, "Do you want to close it now? It seems that you haven't said the ending yet?"

"Uh, that's all for today's broadcast. We'll... er tomorrow morning, everyone, cheers for tomorrow's exam. Well, my broadcast this morning is a bit out of order. I have already received complaints. I would like to apologize to everyone. I will work hard in the future...then, see you tomorrow morning."

I stammered and flustered to finish my concluding remarks, not forgetting to review myself for being perfunctory in the morning.

At this moment, I guess, the frantically vibrating cell phone in my coat must be Kasuga-san's death call full of gossip.

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