I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

Someone in the darkness immediately responded: "Drag them to hell!"

Chapter 010 Girl = beautiful = obliteration

Today is Professor Narita's last public lecture in Sendai City.

The impact of Misaki Uehara's death on Professor Narita has been washed away by Naoko Nishizona and the recent "road serial killer", and has long since been forgotten - in the final analysis, it is Misaki Uehara's personal psychological problem, which is associated with it. Dragging down Professor Narita - such remarks have recently begun to appear.

Also ironic.

The people who said these words overlapped with the people who refused to attend Professor Narita's class at that time.

Kira Yoshikage sat in the corner of the back row, a little impatient with the whispers around him.

Fortunately, the lecture hall is still not full, otherwise this noise should increase exponentially, right?

——Maybe we should wait for him directly in Professor Narita's office.

Ji Liang Yoshikage thought so, and it was rare to feel that he had made a mistake.

It's time.

Professor Narita walked into the lecture hall, and his eyes swept over the students below with a smile in his eyes - until he saw Yoshikage Kira, Professor Narita's eyes lit up.

But the most important thing at the moment is always the lecture itself.

Professor Narita smiled and introduced himself in a calm voice, and quickly got to the point.

His lectures are still strongly personal, and he interacts frequently with students who ask questions.

In the middle of the lecture, a person sat down beside Kira Yoshikage.

"Good morning, Kira-kun."

It was still the same voice with a little cowardice.

In fact, what Lilith said on April [-] was right. The frequency of this person appearing around him has indeed increased recently - not because of the relationship that you will notice because of knowing this person, but a real figure of her. The frequency of occurrence has increased.

Kira Yoshikage looked at Morita Miki and nodded, and said softly, "Good morning."

——It's almost noon, this person's concept of time is comparable to that of Lilith on April [-]st.

But if you look carefully...

Today's Morita Miki is not the same as usual.

She took off her black-rimmed glasses, and her black hair, which had been combed into a twist in the past, was loose and draped over her shoulders with a slight curl.

Even the slightly longer bangs seem to have been carefully trimmed.

——Looks like he was dressed up on purpose.

Kira Yoshikage looked away and looked at Professor Narita in front of the podium.

Probably because this was the last lecture in a short period of time, Professor Narita seemed to have a feeling of eagerness for the holidays.

He accurately grasped the duration of the content that needs to be mentioned in the lecture. One minute before the end of the lecture, Professor Narita smiled and closed the handout in his hand.

As the bell rang, the students dispersed in groups.

Professor Narita raised his head and cast a glance at Kira Yoshikage, then tilted his head toward the door and walked out first - like some kind of code.

Kira Yoshikage lowered his head and smiled.

- It's really gratifying.

The professor finally learned not to communicate too much with him in the gathering place.

"That... Kira-kun."

Ah, almost forgot.

There is another person here.

Ji Liang Yoshikage looked back at Morita Meiqi, with an alienated smile in his eyes: "Goodbye, Morita classmate."

No matter what she has to say, anyway...

Goodbye first.

Kira Yoshikage nodded slightly to her and turned to leave.

Morita Miki, who was left behind, looked a little ugly - but it wasn't emotions like anger, unwillingness, or resentment. She seemed a little disappointed and sad.

"So...why don't you even want to say a word to me?"

Morita Miki sighed and took out the vanity mirror from her bag.

In the slap-sized mirror was her well-dressed face, but that face didn't appear more confident because it was prettier than before.

'Sure enough...my problem? '

Morita Miki thought so, and got up with her bag.

She was walking between the aisles of the teaching building, and from time to time she could see beautifully dressed and high-spirited girls walking past her with laughter.There was an expression of envy in her eyes, but she couldn't stop herself from thinking about it, if they didn't even exist.

Girls - what a beautiful word, but unfortunately she hates their beauty...

Smacking her lips, she took out her phone.