My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

He said, "Hui, this is the cafeteria."

Hui stopped and looked around. The cafeteria was large, and there were quite a few students inside.

Kouta Fujiki led Kei inside to give an introduction.

Of course, everyone in the cafeteria was amazed by Hui's beauty, but when they saw Fujiki Kouta next to her, they realized that she was already taken.

There are many windows on the first floor, each offering different food, and almost all students eat on the first floor.

The second floor is where specially customized meals are served, and they are expensive.

"I recommend the curry and salmon ochazuke on the first floor, the onion and beef stew, the miso ramen..." Fujiki Kouta recommended to Kei.

Hui looked at the menu displayed at the cafeteria window, but couldn't find anything to focus on.

So he asked, "What does Mr. Kōtai want to eat?"

"Me? I'll have a bowl of extra-large miso ramen."

Hui looked at the picture of miso ramen and said, "I'll have a bowl of miso ramen too. A large one!"

"Large portion, are you sure?" Fujiki Kouta thought he had misheard.

“Mm,” Hui replied.

Although Hui was somewhat weak, she did have an appetite.

A short while later, Kouta Fujiki arrived with two identical bowls of ramen.

Miso ramen naturally contains ingredients that irritate the stomach. The broth is of unknown origin, entirely white, with a light layer of oil and scallions floating on the surface, and a few perfectly fried slices of beef that are delicious in color, aroma, and taste.

A rich aroma wafted out!

The two sat together eating ramen, and Fujiki Kouta ate with great gusto.

Hui ate very elegantly.

She first picked up the chopsticks with standard gestures, then held the bowl with her left hand, picked up a few strands of ramen, and slowly put them into her mouth to chew a few times.

Then, he scooped up a spoonful of soup and put it in his mouth to savor it slowly, without making a sound.

Although both Kei and Fujiki Kouta were big spenders at Ramen, in the end, to Fujiki Kouta's astonishment, Kei finished off the big spender.

Kōta was very curious about how Hui's small frame could hold such a large bowl of ramen.

However, neither of them noticed that in the luxurious restaurant on the second floor of the school cafeteria, a handsome and charming boy had noticed Hui as soon as she entered, but frowned when he saw Kouta next to Hui.

There's only a 50-minute break at noon. After lunch, everyone chats for a bit, and then it's basically time for class.

There's no time for a midday nap.

The afternoon classes are English and classical Chinese.

Hui was in a very bad mental state in the afternoon.

At this point, Hui's chosen seat proved valuable, and she fell asleep.

Generally, unless it's the homeroom teacher, other teachers won't care whether you're sleeping or doing something else, as long as you're not disturbing others' studies.

Because the teacher isn't sure if you're sleeping because you fully understand all of this knowledge.

Of course, if you fail the next exam and fall asleep in class again, the teacher will give you trouble.

The two afternoon classes passed by while Hui was asleep.

The second period ended and school was over. Everyone started leaving the classroom, those in clubs went to their clubs, and those on duty went to do their assigned tasks.

"Hui, get up."

Fujiki Kouta looked at the sleeping Kei and wanted to shake her awake.

"Mom, I'm going to sleep for a little while longer," Hui said sleepily.

"Uh..." Fujiki Kouta felt embarrassed and continued to call softly to Kei, "Kei, Kei, Kei... wake up..."

"Hmm—", Hui opened her dazed eyes, looked at the empty classroom, and realized that school was over?

Since she had just transferred schools, Hui didn't join any clubs and went straight home.

"What are you going to do next, Kōta-kun?" Hui asked Kōta curiously.

"Me? I'll go to work first, then go home to cook, do my homework, review and preview lessons..."

Hui listened and silently gave a thumbs up. "Hmm, you can cook, that's great. We won't have to cook when we live together in the future!"

Reviewing and previewing. Oh, poor kid, but at least he's ambitious! Even though it's not very useful, I can use tutoring as an excuse to go to his house later!

"Then I'll leave my homework to you," Hui said, remembering something.

Looking at the notebook that Kei handed him, Fujiki Kouta thought for a moment and then advised Kei.

But seeing Hui's "try refusing if you dare" look, he silently accepted the notebook.

As the two walked along the school's sidewalk, Hui suddenly asked, "Kou-tai-kun, how do you get to and from school?"

"Um, this is a bicycle."

"A bicycle!" Hui looked at Fujiki Kouta's slender body and wondered if he could carry two people.

I suddenly remembered that this guy wasn't as weak as he looked; when he grabbed my hand this morning, he was quite strong.

"Ken-tai-kun, is your workplace far from home?"

"It's not far, it's on the same street as Uncle Tanaka who sells computers."

"Oh, there!"

"Then, Mr. Kōtai, could you drop me off near my home when you're at work?"

Kouta Fujiki replied, "No problem! It's just that the back seat on the bicycle isn't very comfortable."

“No problem, I’ll put this on top.” Hui held up her shoulder bag.

For some reason, Japanese high school students all like shoulder bags, the kind that are too heavy to carry by hand and too unstable to carry over one shoulder.

Hui, who was used to Amakusa's backpack, found the so-called single-shoulder bag very uncomfortable.

But, when in Rome, do as the Romans do!

Hui sat sideways on the back of Fujiki Kouta's bicycle.

Even though I put my shoulder bag under my bottom, I still wasn't used to it, and I had to cover my skirt with one hand to prevent it from showing too much.

With her other hand, she instinctively gripped Kouta's clothes to maintain her balance.

Because Huicai is only 15 years old and relatively petite, weighing less than 70 pounds, it is not difficult for Kouta to ride her.

The roads in Aomori City are flat and there are no ups or downs, so Kouta Fujiki rode his bike very steadily and at just the right speed.

The afternoon sun was no longer scorching, and sunlight occasionally peeked through the leaves, casting dappled patterns on the ground.

So, Ms. Hui's overall feeling is still quite good.

Pedestrians on the street looked at the stunningly beautiful girl sitting on the back of the bicycle with envy in their eyes.

In my heart, I wished: "May lovers eventually become siblings!"

As they walked along a tree-lined path, Fujiki Kouta's body instantly stiffened and tensed up, because he felt that Dokei was leaning against his back.

There was also a faint fragrance in the air.

Hui, of course, also sensed it.

Hui revealed a mischievous smile, leaned against Geng Taihou's back and asked, "Geng Taihou, do you want to see the view under my skirt?"

The bicycle stumbled for a moment, but quickly regained its balance.

"Hehe..." Hui couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

Hearing the silvery laughter behind him, Kouta knew perfectly well that he had been tricked by Kei.

Kouta finally understood: Wagatsuma Kei wasn't a fairy at all, she was just a little devil!

She is definitely not as kind and gentle as she appears; there is definitely a little devil living inside her.

However, even so, Kouta felt that this kind of wisdom made him even more unable to extricate himself!

After a while, the bicycle gradually came to a stop.

Kouta Fujiki drove Kei directly to her doorstep.

Hui left Kouta's back and got off the bus: "Thanks!"

"Ah."

Fujiki Kouta watched as Kei entered the house before withdrawing his lingering gaze.

Chapter 35 Writing a Book

Hui got home at 4 o'clock. Because she had slept through two classes in the afternoon, Hui was still very energetic.

Her father, Caodeng, was running a shop at Grandpa Shiren's, and her mother was helping out there. So Hui was home alone.

Thinking of Kōtai-kun's embarrassed look just now, a smile involuntarily appeared on Hui's face.

'If I'm with Kouta in the future, what should we do? Open a fruit shop, or a flower shop, or... a restaurant?'

No, no, no! Restaurants are too much trouble, no way; a general store? No, no, no, general stores are too messy; or maybe we should just close the store and buy a farm to grow some fruits and vegetables…

After a long while, Huicai snapped out of her reverie.

In order to have the capital to open a shop for Mr. Wako in the future!

Hui decided to start writing a novel today.

The Japanese manga, light novels, anime, and game entertainment culture in this world is just as prosperous as in the previous life.

However, prosperity does not mean that you can succeed at writing anything; on the contrary, it means that success is more difficult.

So, what is Hui considering for her first writing?

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Hui pondered for a long time, looking at Ares' brand-new control interface.