If you can't learn, then just fall in love

Hanyu had no interest in this thing at all. He preferred to roll around in his blanket. "Is this thing called a cuddling pillow so popular? I don't understand."

Senior Kasumigaoka agrees with Hanyu's opinion. Drawing a beautiful girl on it will make the otakus feel that the social security product has no connotation at all and is sold at a very high price.

"I agree, but I can't draw a suitable illustration because I don't know much about dakimakura." Eriri took a sip of Coke, her face full of unhappiness. "But dakimakura are quite popular, and I received many requests from fans of my club, so I thought I'd give it a try."

Ah, here it comes, the irresponsible remarks of emptying the wallets and bodies of otakus just to challenge themselves.

However, if Eriri really makes a pillow, Hanyu wouldn't mind buying one to collect. Maybe in a few years, when Eriri gradually stops being a stay-at-home, he could use it to arouse her sense of shame.

But judging from Aunt Sayuri, Eriri's stay-at-home nature will probably last for a long time. Anyone who marries this stay-at-home girl will be really pitiful.

"Why do I feel like you're thinking about something rude, ex-boyfriend?"

“How can that be possible?” Hanyu said, looking around. “Have you finished the rough design of the pillow?”

"I'm working on it, but I don't have any good ideas for clothes or scenes. But a friend suggested that it would be helpful to draw the design if I could actually take photos of the poses required for the pillow design."

Kasumigaoka Utaha, who knows nothing about these, is typing irritably. Can't you see that she is trying hard to come up with the plot? Can the two painter couple (front) please stop trying to make their presence felt here?

Damn it, if I could draw illustrations, I wouldn’t have to meet Hanyu Aozora, and I wouldn’t have to suffer here.

Hanyu, who was sitting in the row behind Kasumigaoka, heard the senior's trembling legs and the clacking of the keyboard, and knew that they had disturbed the senior, "Sorry, senior, we..."

He accidentally saw a piece of text on the senior's computer screen and silently shut his mouth.

[A beautiful female painter had a childhood sweetheart who was also a talented painter. They dated with everyone's blessing, but broke up because of a trivial matter. The heroine suspected that her childhood sweetheart had fallen in love with someone else, and she remembered the vow they had made to "stay together forever". She killed her childhood sweetheart and bled him, and used his blood as paint to paint a picture of their wedding, except that the wedding dress was bloody, and the church was also bloody. The heroine hugged her childhood sweetheart's shrunken body and laughed.]

Thinking that he might not have that much blood, Hanyu poked Eriri and planned to talk after the club activities were over.

Eriri also saw this text, touched her chin, and looked at Hanyu meaningfully. It seemed that Kasumigaoka gave her inspiration.

"Senior, I'm wrong, isn't that enough? Please accept this box of pocky." Hanyu was terrified, "I beg you to spare my blood."

"No, it's your fault that you and Sawamura-san kept talking beside each other without bringing me along." Kasumigaoka deleted the document, "Besides, I'm not interested in your blood."

"Anyone who is interested in that kind of thing must be a pervert." Hanyu curled his lips.

"But isn't there something super cool?" Eriri drew a bat on her notebook. "It's white and can suck blood."

Hanyu looked puzzled. “What’s so cool about sanitary napkins?”

The corners of her mouth twitched, and Eriri was speechless.

Hanyu also fell into deep thought, as he wondered if female vampires would recycle their female relatives.

Chapter 69: Ex-boyfriend, lend it to me

"Then let's end today's club activities here. Thank you for your hard work." After saying this, Eriri gently pulled Hanyu's sleeve.

His ex-girlfriend would behave like this when she had something to say and was embarrassed. Hanyu made an OK gesture and said, "I'll read a book here for a while before leaving."

Because of what he promised Nino yesterday, Hanyu had to spend more energy on studying, so staying here to read more was exactly what he wanted.

Kasumigaoka Utaha closed the computer, said goodbye and left. Before leaving, she looked thoughtfully at Eriri who was sitting there motionless and smiled gently.

"They even had to be secretive when talking directly to Yuzu-kun. I don't know how these two people succeeded in confessing their love."

Eriri in the multimedia room had no idea about Kasumigaoka Utaha's complaints about her. She picked up the sketchbook and carefully sat next to Hanyu who was reading seriously, seeming to want to say something but stopping herself.

"Just say whatever you want to say. I'm not saying no." Hanyu bit his pen, but was hit by Eriri's pen. "Tsk... Do you want me to help you finish your manuscript, or teach you English?"

Eriri rolled her eyes at Hanyu who was still biting his pen. If she met a girl with the same habit one day, wouldn't she just skip the indirect kiss and just exchange saliva?

"It's not about rushing to finish a manuscript, nor is it about English. I'm a mixed-race of English and Japanese, so I don't need you to teach me English."

Hanyu looked helplessly at Eriri, who had barely passed the last final exam with the help of the preparation materials he sent her. "So how exactly do you want me to help you?"

Eriri, who was a little bit shy, was looked at by Hanyu like this, and she lightly hit him in shame and anger, "Promise me first, and then I will tell you what it is."

Normally when girls say something like this, their request is quite difficult to fulfill. Hanyu is not a fool, but he also knows that Eriri is not such a willful girl. This matter is probably not that troublesome, but it is a little difficult to talk about.

"Anyway, I have never refused your request, and it is the same now." Hanyu resigned himself to his fate and put the pen aside, lying on the table, "I promise you, please tell me, Miss Eriri."

Looking at Hanyu happily, Eriri's blue eyes sparkled. It was really great that she could always tolerate her willful little Aozora like this, hehe.

"Didn't I just say that I've been worried about the illustration for the pillow recently?" Hesitating, Eriri knew that what she was going to say next would be embarrassing and would make the shy little Aoki uneasy, so she could only take it slow.

Hanyu supported his face with his hands, and listened quietly to Eriri's request, nodding from time to time to prove that he was listening.

“I’m working on the rough design, but it’s very difficult.” Eriri, who was twirling her hair nervously and almost reaching the limit of embarrassment, tried to let Hanyu understand what she meant first. “Didn’t I just say that it would be very helpful if we could actually shoot the required poses and scenes?”

Just when he was saying this, he was interrupted by Kasumigaoka-senpai. Hanyu stroked his chin, trying to guess what Eriri meant. He could tell that his tsundere ex-girlfriend was almost at her limit. "You want me to help you with the illustrations? Just say it directly."

Not seeing Eriri nod, Hanyu looked puzzled, "Really? So you want me to help you find some samples or something?"

Shaking her head, Eriri felt that her idea was stupid, but after hearing what the woman from Kasumigaoka said, she felt a little jealous and somehow came up with such a solution.

"I can't guess, so you tell me."

"Well... so... can we sleep together tonight and give me some ideas?" Eriri put her hands together, her blushing cheeks and icy blue eyes forming a sharp contrast. "Let me make it clear first that I definitely don't want to stay with you for a while because I feel lonely, and this is just a request for painting, don't think too much about it."

The corner of his mouth twitched. Hanyu didn't expect that his ex-girlfriend was so cool that she even dared to ask for his company. He stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Eriri's forehead. "You don't have a fever, do you? I suggest you go home, take some medicine, and have a good sleep. Don't think too much."

"Really? Stop talking nonsense! The deadline is almost here, stop dawdling, come and help me!" Eriri, who was filled with shame, was also desperate. On the one hand, she was jealous, and on the other hand, she really had to hand in her manuscript because of her procrastination. "I don't care, you've already agreed, you must go home with me tonight."

Feeling that she was being a little self-willed, Eriri bit her lip and prepared to change her approach. She reached out and grabbed Hanyu's arm, gently shaking it a few times. "Well, I know I'm a little unreasonable, but I really need your help, my ex-boyfriend~ Please help me, please~"

Hanyu looked at Eriri in horror. When did she master such advanced skills? If she was this cute when they were in love, he would break up with her.

However, even so, Hanyu still felt that it was a bit strange to go to his ex-girlfriend's house. He thought about it and found an excuse to refuse. "I really want to go, but I just bought a few cats a few days ago, and I have to go back to take care of them."

Smacking her lips softly, Eriri knew that her ex-boyfriend was trying to slip away. She took out the key to Hanyu's apartment from her bag and turned it around. "If you don't come to my house today, you can wait for me to come and steal your cat someday."

"Besides," turning her head away, Eriri was a little unhappy, "in the past, the egg tarts and puddings were entrusted to others when you were not home, right? Can't I trouble that girl a little today?"

If possible, Eriri would like to take care of Hanyu's cat personally. It is not impossible to ask the driver to go there and take the cat home, but cats are not allowed at home, so she can only ask that unknown girl to come.

"You really know a lot." Hanyu's mouth twitched, "Then let me think of another excuse."

"Oh..." Eriri responded, but immediately realized something was wrong, "Excuse?"

Hanyu sent a message to Nino, asking her to take care of his cat. "I can't think of any excuses for now, and I just promised you."

"Really? Let's go home now." Eriri happily took Hanyu's hand, but realized that it was a bit inappropriate, so she let go, "I haven't packed my things yet, wait for me a moment."

Sneaking into the family car with Hanyu, Eriri couldn't contain her inner nervousness and joy. She stole a glance at her ex-boyfriend and found that he was in a daze due to motion sickness.

Eriri moved next to Hanyu and placed his head on her shoulder. Although she didn't have much flesh, it should be better than the car window. "If you can always stay like this silly look, I won't have to worry about other girls liking you."

Hanyu tried to get off Eriri's shoulder, but was held down tightly by Eriri's hand.

"I have a question. If I were the model, wouldn't the pillow I drew look weird?"

"Huh? Of course I'll be the model, and you'll help correct the poses and take photos." Eriri kicked off her slippers and climbed onto the bed uneasily. "If I let you be the model, would I still be selling pillows?"

Hanyu curled his lips, thinking that he would have better sales if he were a model.

"Shall we start?" Eriri lay on the bed uneasily. Being watched by the person she loved, her breathing became heavy. "Am I cute like this, Aozora-chan?"

"Quite cute."

"Hmm..." Hearing Hanyu's words, Eriri seemed to have gained courage. She unbuttoned her clothes to reveal her fair belly and a bust of less than 80 cm, and took off half of her skirt. "Am I cuter in this way?"

Hanyu, who was carsick, stared at Eriri blankly.

"Although the size is a little small, it seems to have grown recently." Eriri bit her lip and stretched out her hand to Hanyu, "Can you hug me? It would be cuter if I could be hugged by the person I like."

Feeling Hanyu's heavy breathing, Eriri opened her cherry lips and said, "Be gentle, I'm scared."

......

Looking at Eriri who was calling his name in her dream, Hanyu shook his head helplessly.

Scumbag Qingkong and Sanjiu

"Please don't be silent, Qingkong-kun, it's like this..."

I would cry if I were like this. I finally mustered up the courage to confess my feelings to you, but if I don’t even get a response, I don’t know how I’m going to face you in the future.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what to do, Miku." Hanyu was a little overwhelmed and tried to break free from Miku's arms, but heard Miku's tearful request.

"I don't want to let go now anyway, Qingkong-kun, please wait a moment."

Because I don't want you to see me crying, that would be too embarrassing.

Confession never has a 50% success rate. If liking and disliking are half and half, it would be too simple. As for confession, there is only 100% and 0%. If you like someone, you like him. If you dislike someone, you don't like him. No matter when I say those words, no matter how much I like him, the ending will not change.

I knew this a long time ago, but why am I crying?

"I was just joking. When I knew that Qingzora-kun could recognize me, I was very happy because it is difficult to tell the five of us sisters apart. Grandpa said that love can tell the difference." Miku's tears slid down her face onto Hanyu's clothes, soaking his T-shirt, which was not very thick to begin with. "I just wanted to see if Qingzora-kun had that kind of feeling for me, so I tested you a little bit."

Holding back her sobs and sniffles, Miku wanted to maintain her relationship with Hanyu by denying her own emotions.

It takes a lot of courage to confess your love. If it succeeds, it's fine. But if it fails, it will be difficult to continue to be friends. Even if you hypocritically say "let's still be friends", it will only increase loneliness in the end, and it will be extremely awkward when you meet.

I know this too, but because of Qingkong-kun's gentleness, I gained some courage and did such an impulsive thing.

"It seems that Qingkong-kun doesn't have those kinds of feelings towards me. Maybe we can study together."

That's not the case. I like Hanyu Aozora very much. I keep reading and studying just to let you know that I am working hard. Thank you very much for believing in a gloomy girl like me.

"I..."

I can't say it. I don't like you saying that. Even if we can't be friends in the future, I can't say it. I want you to know that Nakano Miku likes Hanyu Aozora.

Letting go of Hanyu, Miku wiped her tears and said, "I like Qingzora-kun. I like your gentleness, your seriousness, and everything about you."

"Today may be the last time I will act willful in front of Qingkong-kun. After today, I won't have the courage to appear in front of you." Miku tried to force a smile, but it looked uglier than crying. "I always feel that I said a little too much today. Qingkong-kun, please don't dislike it."

Seeing Miku's red eyes and residual tears, it would be a lie for Hanyu not to feel distressed. He reached out and touched Miku's head. He sighed, "I don't really like girls' tears."

Feeling the warmth of Hanyu's palm, Miku wiped away her tears vigorously. Since Qingkong-kun said he didn't like it, she would try her best not to let Qingkong-kun see it. Besides, it was really embarrassing. "I didn't want to, but I couldn't help it."

Grabbing Miku's hand, Hanyu looked helpless, "That's not what I meant, and you'll make your eyes uncomfortable if you do this, so stupid."

“Eh?” Miku looked up at Hanyu cutely, “This is a bit itchy, Aozora-kun.”

Hanyu wiped Miku's tears unhappily, "It's better than you trying so hard, right?"

"That's right..." Miku bit her lip, "Just now you said 'that's not what you meant', I want to know."

The action of his hands paused for a moment, and Hanyu shifted his gaze to the side, not looking at Miku's pitiful figure, "Agreeing after seeing a girl's tears will feel like a perfunctory response, and it will easily make the girl, who has calmed down, suspect that the man is just perfunctory, but in fact he doesn't think so."

Crying girls have privileges, Miku nodded in agreement, but why did Qingkong-kun turn his face away?

"Eh?" The girl blinked, as if she had discovered something from the previous conversation, "Eh hey hey?"

Hanyu curled his lips helplessly. As expected, Miku was an idiot. It took her so long to react even after he had hinted at her.

"Qingkong-kun, am I wrong?" Holding Hanyu's shoulders, Miku didn't look like the girl who had just cried. "If you are trying to make fun of me again, I will never talk to you again."

"You just said something like this." Hanyu turned his head and looked into Miku's eyes. "It should be the same as what you thought."

"You must be lying." Covering her mouth, Sanjiu took a step back, "Qingkong-kun actually agreed to date, he must be perfunctory to me."

Hanyu covered his face. It turned out to be like this. Although Miku's crying was one of the reasons why he agreed to date her, it was not all. Girls' tears were indeed scary things.

"Just listen to me for now." Hanyu knew that the choice he made just now would affect many people, but he did not regret it. "But your stomach has been growling since a while ago, Miku, is that okay?"

With a groan, Miku covered her stomach and shook her head frantically to indicate that she was fine. Just kidding, she would immediately understand what Qingkong was thinking. No matter how hungry she was, she had to endure it.

"I said I'd make you something to eat first, so you can use this time to calm down." Lifting his bangs, Hanyu was quite nervous, "So shall I start?"

"Well... I'm not stupid. I've always known your feelings for me, Sanjiu, but I missed the best time to reject you, which was during the All Saints' Day."

Miku puffed up her cheeks. She didn't expect that this bad guy would reject her so early.

"But I couldn't bear it because I saw Miku's stupid look." Hanyu smiled gently, "I was thinking, if I hurt such a stupid girl, she would be very sad, so I could only choose to play dumb."

Although she was very unhappy, she was also a little happy. It was really good that Qingkong-kun noticed her feelings at that time, Miku thought sincerely.

"I just said that, Sanjiu, you are the one who makes me feel most at ease. But it's not because of this that I don't pay attention to you. It's because I'm afraid of gradually falling in love with you who is reserved, serious, and gentle."

"You're a gloomy idiot who easily makes others worry, but you always do things that make others feel at ease." Subconsciously comparing Miku to himself, Hanyu shook his head, "Remember I once said that I like the type of girl you like? You should have all of them except for your femininity."

Miku looked at Hanyu, the feeling of unreality becoming stronger and stronger, "Aozora-kun, do you like me?"

"I guess you like it."

"Do you like other girls?"

After a short silence, Hanyu wanted to say something, but Miku asked first, "Is it Xiaohui? Or your ex-girlfriend? Or should I say, Nino?"

Without waiting for Hanyu's reply, Miku bit her lip, but she didn't feel any pain, probably because she was heartbroken. "As expected, you just want to comfort me. I don't like Qingzora-kun like this. If you agree to date just because of my tears, I can't be with you."

Hanyu, who was finally not covered by Miku's mouth, rolled his eyes at the girl in front of him, "How can I say anything when you cover my mouth, idiot."

"Ah, sorry." Miku lowered her head a little embarrassedly, "But that's what you think."