In Tokyo, collecting rent starts with my wife

At this moment, he suddenly missed that luxurious classroom.

Such a soft big sofa must be very comfortable to sleep on, right?

Suddenly, the phone vibrated twice, as if by telepathy.

Otome Yumeko actually sent a message to Kasuga.

"Have you been thinking about me today? You must have no place to take a nap at noon, right? There are people in the activity room, just go there directly. [Proud]"

Seeing this message, Haruhi Youran was a little surprised.

I remember that before going to bed last night, Otome Yumeko sent a message to Kasuga, saying that she had something to do in the morning and would go to school in the afternoon.

Is the young lady also thinking about her own things while she is outside of school?

To be honest, I'm a little touched...

In fact, after what happened yesterday afternoon, the relationship between the two became very subtle.

Different from the previous cold treatment,

Now, when the two of them were chatting, Haruhi had begun to slowly respond to the topics that Otome Yumeko had brought up.

Trying to better understand the heart of this beautiful girl.

Since it is impossible to get rid of it, then correct the girl's distorted love.

Correct a yandere girl’s view on love?

What a crazy and boring move.

But what can be done?

Take a deep breath. There are a few white clouds floating in the blue sky. The plane flies through the clouds, leaving a long white line.

Good! It’s decided!

If you can't change the fact that Otome Yumeko fell in love with you, then correct your wrong view of love!

No matter what the result is, at least there should be no hatchet in the ending!

Chapter 20 Chiba Shimizu's Evaluation

The afternoon sun is bright,

When we arrived at the fifth floor of the teaching building, the noisy sounds in the classroom gradually dissipated.

This floor is very quiet, and usually no one comes here except the student union.

The sun shone in through the glass, and Haru took a leisurely look at the sign on the wooden door: Student Union Activity Room.

He actually turned this place into his own private territory. Sure enough, is it true that the rumor that the Otome family is one of the school directors is true?

Damn it, the eldest daughter of the capitalists,

But if you are the one who enjoys power, then this feeling is pretty good.

Fallen, Kasuga-kun.

He shook his head and reached out to push open the wooden door. It was said that there were people in the conference room today. He was very curious about who could enjoy the private lounge of Miss Otome.

The door was opened,

The facilities in the house are the same as before, there is no difference.

The girl was sitting by the window, holding a book in her hands. When she saw Haruhi leisurely come in, she just looked up at him.

There was no trace of emotion in her eyes, as if she was not surprised by the boy who suddenly broke in.

"What a coincidence, you're here too." Haruhi asked leisurely.

"Yeah." The girl nodded calmly, her eyes still immersed in the book.

Seeing this, Kasuga Youran was curious about the relationship between Chiba Shimizu and Otome Yumeko.

But he didn't say much. The monitor was famous for his coldness, and it would be impossible to get anything out of him if he asked.

Anyway, I came here to sleep, so I just need to sleep well.

I took out a pillow and just lay down on the sofa. The soft sofa wrapped my whole body, feeling very comfortable. After a while, I could hear the sound of even breathing.

The window of the lounge was half open, and the breeze blew her long silver hair. Her beautiful face was as delicate as cherry blossoms.

Chiba Qingshui closed the book, raised his head and glanced at the boy sleeping on the sofa.

He was covered with a black school uniform jacket, with his feet drooping off the sofa, not caring about his image at all, but with his handsome face, he looked very free and easy.

I stood up and closed the window, the noise of the wind was blocked out, and the whole room fell into silence again.

Only the occasional sound of shuffling papers could be heard.

I don’t know if it’s because I was in the same room with the beautiful girl, but Haruhi Youran slept so soundly that when I woke up, I looked at the time on my phone with shock and panic.

1:20 pm,

There are still ten minutes before class starts. If I dream a little longer, I will oversleep and be late.

I breathed a sigh of relief and felt fortunate to have survived the disaster.

I sat up from the sofa and found Chiba Kiyomizu was still flipping through the book slowly.

Her slender fingers held the thick book, her expression was calm, without a trace of panic.

"It's time to go to class, Chiba-san."

Haruhi put on her coat leisurely and gave a friendly reminder.

Chiba Shimizu nodded, then stood up and put the book back on the shelf. Haruhi glanced at the name of the book, "Ulysses".

A representative example of "stream of consciousness" novels. Is this what high school students read? How terrifying.

Kasuga Youran had only heard of it, but did not choose to watch it. Precious time should not be wasted on studying the philosophy of the world.

"Captain Chiba, I didn't expect you to have such a good relationship with Otome."

The two walked out of the classroom one after the other, and Haruhi asked casually.

"Well, I guess so..."

Chiba Qingshui nodded, and the girl stretched out her fingers, gathered her silver hair, and revealed her cute ears.

"Come to think of it, Qingshui-san passed me a little note during class yesterday. It was really unexpected."

There was still some distance to go before they could walk back to the classroom. The silent atmosphere made Haruhi feel very uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry to cause you trouble." As if she didn't want the boy to misunderstand, she added,

"In my sixteen years of life, you are the second strange person I have met..."

"The second one?" Haruhi Youran was a little surprised.

"Who's the first one?"

The strange focus is not on why it is strange, but on why you are not the first.

"Otome Yumeko..."

............

The sunlight is tiring, and combined with the formulas on the blackboard, it is like an eternal lullaby...

Through the glass window, I didn't appreciate the scenery outside this time, and I didn't even look at the beautiful girl in the pleated skirt passing by.

A blurry face was reflected on the glass, but even from the natural blurriness, it could be seen that he was a handsome man.

Thinking of the girl's careless words this morning,

"On the surface, you seem to be able to chat with everyone in a friendly manner, but in fact, you are very proud of yourself. Especially the look in your eyes, which doesn't look like that of a high school student..."

"Is it hypocrisy?"

“No, it seems like I’m out of touch with reality, putting myself in the position of a lazy spectator, but the scale is well controlled…”

"Moreover, you never hide your lust. Whenever you see a girl wearing stockings, you always pretend to look somewhere else and take a few peeks at her."

"Maybe I was really looking at something else?" Haruhi Youran was trying to save her image.

Chiba Qingshui stopped and turned to look at the boy. His beautiful eyes were as clear as dead water, as if he saw through Haruhi.

"Okay, okay, apart from this, I actually like money. But why are you so observant, Chiba-san?"

Haruhi was defeated, but soon launched her own counterattack.

"Don't get me wrong, the reason I was observing you is because Otome liked you and you rejected her."

Chiba Qingshui withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward, leaving a burst of fragrance in his place.

At that moment, Haruhi Youran seemed to see a hint of something else in the cold girl's eyes.

Contempt and... joy of victory???

He collected his thoughts, shook his head, and looked at the graceful back of the girl in front of him.

Am I the only one who is in the position of a bystander?

........

The good news is that there are only two classes in the afternoon and the teacher won’t extend the class. The even better news is that tomorrow is Saturday.

The school bell rang, and when the teacher walked out of the classroom, the class suddenly became lively.

Chat about tomorrow, chat about the club, and...study?

"Haruhi-san, I have an English essay I'd like to ask you for help."

Tamamo Miko came over holding an English book, raised her head, put her finger to her lips, and pretended to be innocent.

"Did it delay your school time?"

Kasuga Youran was speechless, if you knew that you would delay the get out of class, then why did you come here?

How abominable.

"I'm so sorry, but I really want to understand."

Tamamo Miko bowed to Haruhi and handed her the book over.

When the girl bent down, Haruhi saw the whiteness of her collar. The buttons were not fastened properly. Tamamo-san...

As long as you tie it according to the regulations, this situation will never happen.

The noise here attracted the attention of the classmates. Everyone looked over here and put the boy on the oven.

Chapter 21: From which library did the protagonist come from?

“I’m a very warm-hearted person.”

“I am also happy to help my classmates.”

Hearing this, Tamamo Miko was delighted, but she quickly concealed it.

Chiba Qingshui, who was standing nearby, watched the scene expressionlessly, his slender fingers rubbing against the book on the seat, as if he was thinking about something.

"but....."

The boy suddenly showed a helpless expression.

"But now Haruhi Yuran wants to leave with me, do you have any objections?"

Suddenly, a familiar and indifferent voice came from the door, and Yumeko Otome walked over in brown leather shoes.

With long legs, a slim waist, perfect curves and a beautiful face with a playful expression, all the classmates in the class couldn't help but make way for her.

The girl walked over to Haruhi Yuran and gently helped the boy straighten his collar.

"I was waiting for you at the door just now. When you didn't come out, I thought something happened to you."

Otome Yumeko said softly, then turned around, put her arm around the boy, and showed a very dangerous smile.

"Excuse me, can we go now?"

The girl's white shirt was squeezed out of shape.

Before Tamamo Miko could reply, Kasuga Youran was dragged away by the maiden lady.