Victory in a world where all the girls hate!

Aoi Natsuki has a lot more connections with Takahashi Mito, but he always feels that something is missing, and finally finds out that Hayakawa Keiko is rarely seen recently.

It's not hard to guess if it's because of the incident last time that she started avoiding herself.

The main reason is that Aoi Natsuki doesn't want to hurt her, and the deeper she gets into it, the worse it will be, so she made this bad move.

In addition to receiving curse letters from some girls in the morning as usual, and the extremely vicious shaking of the spoon by the auntie in the cafeteria at noon, there seems to be nothing unacceptable in the campus life.

Inner endurance greatly increased!

When he first entered the entrance of the teaching building in the morning, he and Xiongsuke carried the trash can against the wall and walked all the way to his shoe cabinet. After opening, a pile of letters poured down and fell into the trash can.

"Hey, today's letters are much more than before." Aoi Natsuki said with emotion.

"Recently, there are a lot of private photos of you chatting with a few girls in school in the forum. There are hundreds of posts under each post. I think this is the reason." Xiongsuke has long been used to this scene. He was interested in opening two letters to read, but he lost interest until he saw too many curse words on the letter paper.

Natsuki Aoi took out his graffitied shoes from the shoe cabinet, and was about to change them on, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw the leftmost corner of the entire shoe cabinet. A girl poked her head out, but followed by Shrunk back.

Isn't that Hayakawa?

"Yusuke, go and put the trash can back where it was, I've left beforehand." Aoi Natsuki greeted and hurried over.

When I came to the corner of the shoe cabinet, I bumped into Keiko Hayakawa who was about to peek again.

When I ran into him, Hayakawa Keiko buried her head in an instant. She was not tall at 1.5 meters, but she shrunk her body, and she looked very small.

After the last visit to the barbershop, Keiko Hayakawa's image has changed a lot. Her beautiful pupils were rarely noticed before, but now her bangs are lifted, and those dark green pupils directly give her the appearance Big plus.

"Hey, long time no see." Aoi Natsuki greeted, "I haven't seen you much recently."

"...Yes, yes..."

Keiko Hayakawa continued to bury her head.

At this time, Natsuki Aoi noticed that she hadn't seen her for a few days, and her favorability towards her had declined, which should be due to the impact of the last incident, but this is also good news, maybe the two can still be friends.

He didn't intend to mention what happened last time, but started a new topic: "Are there any new shows you're following now? I've watched a lot recently too."

"Hmm... Finally, I've been watching the latest episodes..." Keiko Hayakawa narrowed her eyes and glanced up at him, then said in a low voice, "Aoi-san seems to be in a good mood today..."

"Yes, it is also a pleasure to run into you here. I know that you may be approached by many boys now, but if you really want to chat, you can text me at any time. The two of us are still friend."

"No, no." Keiko Hayakawa felt that her head was in a mess, and she wanted to explain but didn't know where to start, so she could only hem and haw and grind it out slowly.

"I didn't add other boys, I, I..."

Ding ding ding.

The bell for early self-study rang, and it was time to rush back to the classroom.

But Aoi Natsuki still stood there, quietly waiting for her to finish speaking.

Countless students ran past them on both sides, but they remained motionless.

His eyes looked straight at her.

Keiko Hayakawa blushed to the extreme. She thought that the ringing of the early self-study would interrupt the next conversation, but what she didn't expect was that Natsuki Aoi was still waiting for her to finish speaking.

This respect made her tense mood relax a lot, and she nodded heavily.

"Yes! I, I will definitely contact you again!"

After hearing this, Natsuki Aoi showed a relieved look on his face: "Thank you, then I look forward to your text message."

Chapter 31 Is She Really Sakurajima Anko?

"it is good……"

"Then go back to the morning self-study, it's not good to be found out." Natsuki Aoi hurriedly said goodbye to her at this moment, and trotted towards the second floor.

After returning to the classroom, he was relieved to see that the teacher hadn't come yet, and then sat back in his seat.

Yusuke at the front desk seemed to be taking out something in his bag, and then he tilted his head back: "Want to have breakfast? I bought kimbap."

"No need, you can eat by yourself."

"Recently, I see that you have been making bento by yourself, and it has been a long time since I went to the cafeteria to eat." Xiongsuke took a bite of the kimbap, and said weakly.

"Yeah, making your own bento is cheap and healthy, and you can choose what you want to eat, which is pretty good." Aoi Natsuki is not a big mouther, so he can't take the initiative to tell him about Lena when he meets everyone.

"You look listless, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Don't mention it, the basketball team has been training every day for the past few days, and it's about to play games with other schools. I feel like my youth is about to burn out."

"Hahaha, then you really worked hard." Aoi Natsuki patted him on the shoulder, and indeed he could see the fatigue from his expression, "But you can also think about it from another angle, there are more opportunities to show up , maybe your little fans will have more."

"Oh, woman." Xiongsuke was unmoved after hearing this, and then moved his head back, crossed his hands on the table and leaned on his arms, "Then I will sleep for a while, remember to call me when the teacher comes."

"Oh."

Aoi Natsuki then chuckled, until the end of morning self-study, the teacher did not come, Yusuke had a good sleep.

During the class break, Natsuki Aoi came to the corridor and was thinking of leaning against the guardrail to enjoy the wind, when there was a sound of arguing in his ears.

He looked away.

I saw a quarrel between a girl with braids and three boys, as if they bumped into each other accidentally when turning a corner.

"Sorry." The braided girl bowed her head and apologized.

"Walk carefully in the future!" Then three boys walked past her, muttering something at the same time.

Seeing that nothing happened, the surrounding crowd went back to their original tasks.

Natsuki Aoi looked at her, his eyes were flat at first, and then turned into shock.

A bright S grade letter appeared on top of the braided girl's head.

This, this, is this the third S-rank girl!

He thought this was the case, but then he noticed the name, which shocked him immensely.

Sakurajima apricot.

deceive...

Natsuki Aoi's eyes widened. Although she knew about Sakurajima-an's acting ugly before, she didn't expect such a big difference!

Today's Sakurajima Anko wears high-magnification glasses that almost cover the upper half of her face, and her simple braids are a bit rustic. It's no wonder that Hayakawa and Takahashi were hesitant to speak when they mentioned her before.

This, this, this ugliness is too extreme!

He stared blankly at her.

And when Sakurajima Xing, who was holding a book in her arms, raised her eyes, she also sensed his focused eyes.

In the next second, she met Natsuki Aoi's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, she raised her right hand in a friendly manner and waved it left and right at him.

……

"I was shocked, Aoi-san, you recognized me at a glance, it's really amazing."

"Hey, hey, who scares who? It's obvious that you have changed so much. It's really like a different person."

Sitting on the bench, Natsuki Aoi subconsciously looked at Sakurajima Anko who was dressed up now, this, this...

Another day of silence.

"Hmph, don't you think it would be more interesting to hide your true face and only show it to some interesting people?" Sakurajima Xing smiled and narrowed her eyes.

"Is there?" Natsuki Aoi frowned, "What kind of bad taste are you talking about?"

"Hey~ Only you, Aoi-san, have seen my true face. Think about it, wouldn't your heart beat faster?"

Sakurajima Anko brought her face closer.

The tone was exactly the same, the guy in front of him was really Sakurajima Anko herself, not Sakurajima Anko who was possessed by a soul in someone else's body.

"Absolutely not."

"Well, it seems that you boys are really visual animals." Sakurajima Anko shook her head slightly, then took off the black-rimmed glasses on her face, and untied her braids little by little with her right hand.

One minute later, she shook her head, and the original Sakurajima Anko returned.

That extremely aggressive look.

"Isn't this much better?"

Aoi Natsuki was still shocked in his heart, this whole thing was like changing his head, obviously without even makeup, the outside is too amazing.

"That's not what I mean, I'm just shocked by the difference between your front and back."

"Oh, but even so, Aoi, you still recognized me at a glance, isn't that even more powerful?" Sakurajima Anne's eyes moved down immediately, as if observing from his jaw to collarbone, chest cavity, and ribs , pelvis, all the way to the bento he held in his hand.

Natsuki Aoi noticed her eyes, looked at the bento box in his hand, and asked, "Do you want some?"

Sakurajima Anko narrowed her eyes and said with a smile, "Yes!"

He handed over his bento. Anyway, he had eaten too much breakfast, so he wasn't hungry yet.

The midday sun was hanging in the sky, weakly bringing a bit of warmth to the world, Natsuki Aoi wrapped her thick school uniform jacket tightly, and sat on the bench on the roof with Anko Sakurajima to inhale the cold air.

Sakurajima Xing took a piece of egg roll, took a bite, and suddenly looked pleasantly surprised: "It's delicious! Did you make this yourself?"

"Well, I'm used to it."

"It's good to make your own bento..." Sakurajima Anko continued to eat the bento with a smile on her face.

Natsuki Aoi looked at the top of her head, and as expected, her favorability was still -1.

Maybe this girl is really a bug.

"Sakurajima, let me ask you a question."

"Ask."

"Since you are so beautiful, why don't you promote your exploration society more with your true colors? There should be many people willing to join, right?"

Sakurajima Xing stopped her movements, turned her head in confusion and said, "Didn't I dress up like this when the club recruited newcomers last time?"

"Location, location! You chose such a corner place at that time, and almost no one went there. What effect would it have?"

"That's it." Sakurajima Xing smiled slightly, and a strange look flashed in her eyes, "But that's okay, compared to those guys who only know how to pick up girls all day long, some interesting guys will be more worthy of mention My interest."

After finishing speaking, she stared at Natsuki Aoi beside the bench with a smile all over her face, he was a little bit creepy.

But I have already said such things, why is the favorability degree still -1, this kind of déjà vu that can never reach zero favorability...

Are you a golden requiem too?

Chapter 32 Ordinary and ordinary are a perfect match!

……

one night.

In an ordinary community house.

Hayakawa Keiko was helping her mother wash vegetables and cook, and her youngest brother, who was less than two years old, was crying from outside the kitchen, which would inevitably upset her after a long time.

"Koizumi! Koizumi! Don't watch TV! Go and see your brother!" Mom shouted outside.

"Yes……"

Koizumi is the second younger brother of Keiko Hayakawa, and her family consists of five members.

This kind of busyness lasted for three to ten minutes, until a plate of home-cooked dishes was brought to the table, and the family of five sat down.

With a beer belly and a tie, the father with a cigarette dangling from his mouth and a newspaper in his hand as usual, picked up the beer he had already poured with a calm face, and drank half of the glass.

While the mother continued to look after the youngest brother to eat.

Hayakawa Koizumi was still playing the game console with his head down, indifferent to the dishes on the table in front of him.

This is Keiko Hayakawa's most ordinary home.

Holding the rice bowl in her hand, her eyes gradually fell on the broken hole in the corner of the table, and she didn't think about changing it after using it for so long.

"The recent work is really hard to do. More and more outstanding young people are pouring in, and the old seniority system is about to be eliminated." Dad sighed and murmured.

The mother coaxed the crying brother, and her tone was not very cheerful: "Then you don't work hard anymore. You are only a deputy section chief at such an age. I think the president only proposed you a position because of your loyalty. Hey, fortunately we Keiko's grades are good, so I really can't count on you."

Dad didn't refute, but drank the beer in his hand, and turned to look at Keiko: "Keiko? What's wrong? Seeing that you haven't spoken, are you in a bad mood?"