The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

Putting an extra can of drink on the table, Fukao asked casually:

"By the way, did she say anything about the entrustment?"

"Oh, she drew the appearance of that mischievous kid, Fu 樫, do you have any impression?"

"Let me see."

Taking the portrait in Takeya's hand, Fukao looked carefully, and said that Wubu's painting level is really good, and the simple sketch has drawn the general appearance.

At first glance, it's just a cute little sister next door, if you don't look at the strange wings.

"never seen it."

Said Fu 樫 returned the portrait to Wu Ye, but he pushed it back.

"Takasaka?"

Fukuoka looked at him puzzled.

"Come help, Fukashi."

Standing up from his seat, Wu Ye looked around for a week.

"Let's find this kid together."

"Hey, are you serious?"

Looking at Takeya who was about to get serious, Fukuoka's expression was obviously a bit reluctant.

"The other party is just a child."

"Everyone has to be responsible for what they do, anyway, you are free now, aren't you?"

Not paying attention to the admonition in Fukuoka's tone, Takeya shrugged and opened the door of the department room.

"It doesn't need to be too much trouble, Fukui, you can go to the classroom of the first grade and ask, and I will go to the second grade to have a look."

"Uh... well."

Takeshi's resolute tone made Fukui helpless, while complaining about Wuye's narrow-mindedness, he left immediately after returning to the department room.

"That, Fukashi."

"Ok?"

"Thank you."

He was suddenly stopped from behind, and got such a sentence from his friend.

"Willing to do such a boring thing with me, really, thank you very much."

Before leaving, Fukuoka was a little puzzled and embarrassed when he heard such a solemn thank you from Takeya's mouth. In his memory, he had never been asked so seriously before.

A wonderful warm current surged up in his heart, which made Fukua a little dazed, and even the sun that had not yet set seemed to emit afterglow, dyeing the atmosphere here with a sense of melancholy.

Is this the legendary friendship?

The friend in front of him seemed to be stained with golden brilliance, as if he carried the weight of friendship, and the light please that was delivered to him has now become a very heavy weight.

"What are you talking about, Kosaka?"

Using a smile to cover up the sensational weakness in the corners of his eyes, Fukao grinned.

"We're friends, aren't we?"

"Well, yes, we are friends."

As if infected, Wu Ye unconsciously brought a smile on his lips.

"Then I'm counting on you, Fukashi."

"Don't worry, my friend."

Fukashi, who has subconsciously entered the middle two mode, nodded seriously:

"I'll definitely help you find her."

"Well, thank you, Fukashi."

"Leave it to me... Also, just call me Yuta from now on."

"Understood, Yuta, in that case, you can just call me Takeya."

"Yeah! Takeya!"

"..."

Whoa, disgusting... what the hell are these two guys doing?

Looking at the two of them who had no idea what kind of strange scene they were playing, Dan Shenggu felt that it might not be good for his eyes if he continued to watch. Looking at the figure of Fu 樫 leaving again, he came in front of Takeya who was also about to leave.

Remembering what this guy said before that he didn't like Liuhua, she couldn't help asking:

"Hey, Kosaka-san, you can't be...this?"

As she said that, she made a wonderful gesture, which made Wu Ye's head full of black lines, and it took a long time for two words to pop out of her mouth:

"No."