I owe the female honor system a billion

Chapter 190 Extra Story: If Line 3
"So you called us out because of such a thing?" Under a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, the dark bags under a pair of dull eyes reflected Mitarai Suzune's decadent aura.

She covered her face with her hands full of resentment, then lowered her head and murmured sadly, "Ah, I said it all, I didn't finish my term paper, and I said there was something important, and that's how it turned out What happened?? Fuma Sakura, Miyamura Hiu, you two misunderstood me!!"

Fumo Sakura rubbed her chin, gloating and laughing directly.

The petite Sato Saki next to her touched the lifeless Mitarai Suzune lying on the table with some helplessness and said, "Suzune's first paper was rejected by the professor, and now it's only two days or less. Rewrite it a second time"

"Hahahahahaha."

After Fuma Sakura heard such a secret, she didn't care about the face of that Lingyin who was lying on the table with a dead body, but laughed even louder as if she had been poked at the point of laughter.

Before laughing for a few seconds, Fuma Sakura slowly restrained her smile in Mitarai Suzune's eyes full of resentment, so she waved her hand to comfort her and said, "It's okay, I have to change the paper these few days, thank you for your hard work, take advantage of today's weekend Take a quick rest on the first day of the first day, and then get motivated to solve it"

Mitarai Suzune shook her head helplessly, and looked at Miyamura Hiu beside Fuma Sakura, Miyamura Hiu used her slender fingers to hold the straw in the cup on the table, and stirred the drink in the cup.

But she herself didn't pay attention to the situation in the cup at all, nor did she pay attention to the conversation of several people in this small room.

It was still raining lightly outside the window, as if a hole had been pierced in the sky, there was an endless stream of drizzle that could not be seen.

In Tokyo these days, that's it, nasty, gloomy weather.

But at this moment, just outside the window, many people seem to be gathering, not affected by the weather at all, just hearing the sound of crowds gathering outside the house, it feels very lively.

Miyamura Feiyu was attracted by such excitement.

"Ah, is there any exhibition like this in today's weather?"

Fumo Sakura held her cheeks with both hands, and moved a little towards Miyamura Feiyu, and then together with Miyamura Feiyu, looked at the entrance of the huge building opposite the window, where many people with umbrellas were standing Go into the building.

"Today, there seems to be some kind of comic booth around here. There have been such booths in the past few weeks and weekends." Sato Saki also ran to the window, and suddenly remembered something, facing Fuma Sakura Said.

Fuma Sakura turned her head, suddenly remembered something, and said to Sato Saki, "By the way, didn't Saki-chan participate in many such exhibitions when she was in high school. I still have a lot of you in my phone. Photos from that time"

Sato Saki's cheeks turned rosy, as if recalling some unbearable past events, her tone became a little stuttering, "It was all a joke before that, really, Sakura don't talk about these embarrassing memories."

Sato Saki's cheeks puffed up, although the words were complaining, but the weak tone could not produce other emotions other than being funny.

"Hey, what's the matter, isn't it cute?"

"Cute is a better word to describe Sister Sakura's future boyfriend."

Ignoring Sato Saki's cute eyes, Fuma Sakura looked down at Miyamura Hiu. "Hey, don't be in a daze. Saki and Suzune don't remember the things you said. Sure enough, you are under too much pressure recently, so you have such a complicated dream?"

A trace of thought flashed in Miyamura Hiu's eyes.

That's true
Maybe it was just a long, long dream in her mind, and it was only because of a little reason that she remembered it so deeply.

A few more days passed, and Miyamura Feiyu felt that her memory of that dream began to gradually fade.

She doesn't seem to remember many things.

The scenes and people over there are all just concepts, but if Miyamura Feiyu is required to describe it, it is difficult for her to describe what kind of place and what kind of world it is.

Although there is still a sense of loss in her heart, but in any case, should she let it go.

For the past few days, she has been out of her mind.

She has been doing her best, trying, to describe a person.

She remembers that person's kindness, that person's tenderness, that person's warmth
She clearly remembers it all...
But anyway, except for the name, she can't find a clue about the person anymore
"Ah, it's so boring anyway, let's go to the booth over there." Fuma Sakura suddenly turned her head and suggested to Sato Saki and Mitarai Suzune.

"Hey, so suddenly?"

Compared to Sato Saki's frightened little rabbit appearance, Mitarai Suzune looked indifferent, "I can do it anyway, I'm all out to play anyway, there's no difference."

Looks like she's given up on that damn thesis altogether.

Even if you have to face it, at least wait to go back.

"Hey, Miyamura, how about you?"

Miyamura Feiyu sighed, drank the drink in his hand, and then put the cup on the table.

"Go and see."

Entering the exhibition hall, Fuma Sakura looked at the cosplayers walking around in admiration, wearing all kinds of fancy clothes.

The exhibition hall is already very spacious, not to mention that the entire building is the venue for this comic exhibition.

From the first floor to the third floor, just standing on the handrail, you can see the cosplayers on the upper floors.

There are also many thickly dressed women holding complex-looking cameras and surrounding a thinly dressed male coser.The camera in his hand flickered from time to time, capturing the most beautiful appearance of a young man from different angles.

"Sure enough, I shouldn't have come here. The Two-dimensional smell here is too strong. It always reminds me of the past..." Sato Saki said something that others could not understand in a low voice with a sad face.

Fuma Sakura stroked her chin and said, "Before, Saki-chan, you seemed to be helping those fan works."

A little bit of familiar scene suddenly flashed in her mind, and she was about to say something when Sato Saki, who was blushing, suppressed her mouth.

"Don't say it, don't say it!"

Sato Saki's face was flushed, as if steam would be gushing from her forehead
"Okay, okay." Fuma Sakura smiled and waved her hand, but was suddenly grabbed by the shoulder by Mitarai Suzune behind her.

She looked back at Mitarai Suzune with a puzzled face, but she happened to meet her eyes with thick dark circles.

"Hey, where did Fuma Miyamura go?"

Fumo Sakura turned her head to look around, only to realize that Miyamura Feiyu who was following them had disappeared at some point.

"Ah, what a hassle."

Feng Moying helplessly touched her forehead, and concluded.

(End of this chapter)