I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

"It's not like I haven't been hit before."

Morimiya Megumi's cheeks turned red and her words were a bit unclear:

"I heard that hitting the head hard can cause temporary amnesia..."

"Ahh! Forget about it!"

Because she was wearing high heels, Morimiya Megumi didn't notice the gardening bucket beside the bricks in the flower garden. She stumbled, but Wuma Xingjin quickly caught her.

The scent of hair penetrated his nose, making Wuma Xingjin feel a little itchy.

"The Christian body is softer than imagined."

He was caught off guard by Wu Ma Xingjin, and his legs were so weak that he couldn't lift any strength, as if he were stepping on cotton balls. The indescribable touch spread from his lower abdomen to his thighs, and he couldn't calm down no matter what.

Morimiya Megumi felt that the weight of her whole body was pressing on her chest, as if she could feel the boy's heartbeat.

About ten steps away from the side of the garden, there is a sliding door leading to the media classroom. It is being opened at this moment. The slide rails are somewhat rusty and make a sour metal friction sound.

Inami Kaoru held a stack of textbooks in his arms, apparently planning to take them home for review.

"Kaoru Inami-san?"

"Is something wrong?"

There was a trace of disgust in Jingbo Xun's eyes, and she planned to take a detour, but when she met Wuma Xingjin, her mood was not good at all.

She is about to become a third grader, and she has to study hard to be admitted to Dongyi and go to school with her sister.

Although I really want to be in the same school as Yuxi-sama, I can't get into Tokyo University just by thinking about it. Otherwise, why would the protagonist in the TV series set his goal at Tokyo University.

Her talent is limited to the piano, and Kaoru Inami knows this better than anyone.

Regarding the intimate behavior between two people, they just treat it as two annoying flies lying together, nothing more.

I was seen, what should I do?

Pushing Wu Ma Xingjin away with all his strength, Morimiya Megumi was dizzy, sat down on the ground, and said in despair:

"It's over, it's over."

"Oh, you can continue without paying attention to me."

"You...you saw it, right?"

"what?"

"That's it, the scene of hugging each other!"

"This is a misunderstanding."

Wuma Xingjin also explained that this was indeed a force majeure, and we could not just watch the Christian break his knee.

"It doesn't matter what happens. What does it have to do with me?"

Inami Kaoru brushed his hair and said nonchalantly.

*

On the other side, the clerk put down the coffee on the tray and left.

Yuki Rina straightened her skirt and sat down. There were parfait cakes and Napoleon cakes in front of her. Arakawa Kotoyuki used a small spoon to dig out the edges of the cakes, curling her eyes and enjoying the happiness brought by the sweetness.

"I heard that members of the dance music group have to pay attention to their body shape. Is it really okay to eat this kind of thing?"

"Ahem, of course no problem."

"The amount of training is enough to burn off these damn calories."

Arakawa Kotoyuki's eyes dodge and she lacks confidence.

Miyo Umihara, who was sitting near the aisle, took out her napkin and wiped the cream from the corner of Yuki Rina's mouth. Then she put her maid uniform away and sat up straight. She was a perfect maid from every angle.

Yuki Rina, wearing a cute dress, looked at Arakawa Kotoyuki with her face in her hands for a while, and said coldly:

"Are you dating Teacher Wu Ma?"

"Don't, stop joking!"

Arakawa Kotoyuki's reaction was huge. He drank the coffee in one breath and said in an unquestionable tone:

"We have only held hands. If we were a couple, we would already have a thousand doorknob boyfriends."

"Hey~holding hands~" Yuki Rina smiled evilly: "Is that just this?"

"Kiss and the like..."

"It seems to me that we are more intimate than holding hands."

"Don't talk about me, it's Miyo Miyo. She must have been done this or that by that rotten Carrot Club member."

"How can a teenage boy endure being in the same room with a young and beautiful maid?"

Arakawa Kotoyuki suddenly changed her gun and brought the topic to Miyo Umihara.

The maid girl tilted her head, her rarely seen expression showing a bit of shyness.

It was hard to believe that Wei Young had such an expression. Now it was Yuki Rina's turn to get confused and grab the maid.

Umihara's earlobes were dyed cherry red and she nodded. Yuki Rina was shocked and used too much force on her hands. The maid lady's breathing couldn't help but become chaotic.

That teacher Wuma who didn’t seem to be a womanizer actually attacked Weiyang! ?

She is obviously very cute, why...

Yuki Rina lowered her head and glanced at her flat chest, and then at Miyo's plump pair. She seemed to understand something. As if struck by lightning, she muttered to herself:

"I see, this is what Teacher Wu Ma likes."

"What's wrong with having small breasts?"

"Are you guys on a date?"

"We went to the amusement park and had crepes together."

"Are you in love at the level of children?"

Is there such a side to such a cold-blooded Miyara?

*

After separating from Morimiya Megumi, Uma Seijin went to the dessert shop and bought chocolate mousse to send to teacher Yunmi Ishida. On the way, a group of future juniors and juniors asked for a photo.

Finally, I came to the Literature Department, took the latest essay writing activity form from the director, and began to immerse myself in writing.

The black cat is lying by the window and can jump to the branch with one leap.

After all, he is still a wild cat and cannot get close to people. After writing five pieces of paper, Wuma Xingjin put down his pen and thought.

Yuan Qingxue stroked the back of the black cat's neck, and the tenderness between her brows was sad.

The Tokyo Autumn Art Awards is coming to an end, and the agreement between her and him is about to reach its end.

After this, will everything go as smoothly as they wish?

Having said that, the winter in Tokyo is extremely cold this year. It is so cold that it seems to give people the illusion that the memories of winter are completely frozen and sealed forever in the ice cage of memory.

Yuan Qingxue took out a piece of A4 paper from the book folder and pressed it on the table:

"This time the list has come out."

"Our group is Kamijou Shinji from Hokkaido First Conservatory of Music."

"Kamijo Shinji?"

“The top seed player in the performance group and singing group, the absolute dominant player in the violin field, can play all Ernst’s repertoire perfectly, and the effect of one person is comparable to that of an entire orchestra.

It is said that he grew up in Vienna, won numerous awards for his song "Devil", and only returned to China in recent years. "

"No matter how good the violin is, it's still the performance group's business and has nothing to do with us, right?"

"That's all I have to say."

Yuan Qingxue's attitude became very serious, pointing to the guitar and bass leaning against the bookcase, and reminded:

"If we can use instruments, so can he."

"Since the first round of auditions, Kamijou Shinji, all the singing and performing groups have been promoted with crushing results, and they are still S-level. Do you understand now?"

Yes, if Xiaoqin joins the singing group with her superb abilities, she might really be a strong rival.

The reason why he and Yuan Qingxue have reached this point is not because of their outstanding singing voices, but because they have no shortcomings.

Although the minister's voice is like the sound of nature, but just like that, he has no advantage compared with those playing and singing geniuses.

There is also a gap between talent and ability. It is obvious that the two have strong learning abilities, but they have not yet broken away from the category called 'human' in music.

Wu Ma Xingjin is confident that the combination with the minister is enough to defeat any opponent.However, it is still unclear which one is stronger or weaker compared to the 'human being' and the 'demon king'.

To be honest, the smooth sailing along the way made him feel that the so-called art appreciation was nothing more than this, and that he could win with just a little effort. It seemed that he was too lazy.

"Has the minister thought of a way to win?"

"Is it too much to ignore the efforts of others if you can win by relying on small tricks?"

"Too......"

"Not only us, but also Kotoyuki. Their opponent is Osaka Luming High School, the last gold medal winner in the dance music group. They can't win by just relying on line dancing.

No matter how hard Fukawa Kuraya works as an instructor, she cannot fill the gap between talents.

I really don’t want to make pessimistic remarks, but maybe... one of the three of us will stop here. "

Yuan Qingxue looked at the black cat for a while, as motionless as a sculpture. After a long time, she stood up holding the table and said:

"The semi-finals are very important to us, far more important than the finals, and we cannot take them lightly."

More important than the finals?Wu Ma Xingjin did not understand what the minister meant.

However, the black cat attracted his attention, and he wanted to reach out and touch it, but the black cat quickly jumped onto the branch and disappeared somewhere in the blink of an eye.

It's really strange, why is there no guard against the minister? Even Kobayakawa Yuka and Arakawa Kotoyuki can contact them casually, but I can't. Could it be that this cat only likes beautiful girls?

This is too bullshit.

Yuan Qingxue explained slowly and logically:

"You are different from us. Cats are creatures that live for themselves, so you have a bad compatibility with them."