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

But she didn't ask. After all, it was Qingkong who prepared it for Miku. Even if it didn't suit her taste, she would force herself to eat it.

Who made Sanjiu like Qingkong?

Miss May took another bite of the cake and squinted her eyes happily. She had to say that the cake made by Qingkong was pretty delicious.

Feeling May's aggressive gaze, Miku thought for a moment, picked up a piece and put it to May's mouth. The combination of brown and dark green looked pretty good. If she didn't dislike chocolate, she would have eaten it all up without caring about the calories.

Wait, dark green?

"For me?" May was quite surprised, then she opened her mouth happily, took a bite, bit the air, and her teeth knocked together.

She looked at Miku who silently put the fork away, covering her mouth and wanting to cry, "Miku, when did you learn to bully people?"

"It's Qingjun who's bullying, not me."

Frowning at the cake in her hand, Mijiu took a bite. There was only a thin layer of chocolate, and the rest was all her favorite matcha flavor.

"Qingjun has bad intentions." Sanjiu ate her favorite matcha cake silently, feeling somewhat happy. "Qingjun gave the most cake to May."

"Why do I feel like you're the bad guy?" May snorted at Miku's criticism, "You're becoming more and more like him."

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. Mijiu blushed at May's words. She wanted to explain, but couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Nino rolled her eyes and thought, if you are so shy, you will definitely be bullied if you really date him.

But Nino changed her mind and thought that Kong Jun was also a coward and there was a high possibility that he would be bullied to death by his girlfriend.

Biting the fork, Mijiu continued to look at Qingjun's blessing to her. The taste of matcha spread in her mouth. Although there was still some taste of chocolate, it didn't seem so disgusting.

Perhaps, I should try to like chocolate. I didn’t eat much of the chocolate Qingjun gave me as a gift last time on White Valentine’s Day...

Mijiu felt a little sad about the chocolates she wasted, and she must prepare well for the next Valentine's Day and White Day.

[There is a little chocolate in the cake. I originally wanted to use it to blend the taste, but after adding it, I realized that red beans can also play the same role. Although it is only a thin layer, I am still very sorry. ]

Miku pouted. She didn't know what there was to apologize for. Although she hated chocolate, she ate a lot of it in order to make decent chocolate on Valentine's Day. She didn't mind it.

Moreover, since matcha has a bitter taste, it is normal to think of adding chocolate to it. There is no need to worry about it.

Qingjun is indeed an idiot who apologizes so easily, and I hate that.

Miku suddenly remembered how she disliked chocolate at first and patted her cheek, feeling a little embarrassed.

"It seems that Qingjun is not overthinking, but Nakano Miku is really a troublesome girl..."

I don’t like chocolate that all girls like, but I like things that most girls don’t like.

From the history of the Warring States Period to the bitter taste of matcha, from rustic dressing to hedgehogs that are not cute at all, it seems that my preferences are very different from those of ordinary girls.

"Qingkong must know that I am different from ordinary girls, so he explained it specifically..."

"I think I should be the one to say sorry. I'm really sorry for causing so much trouble."

Miku, who has little confidence, can't compare to others even if she dresses up carefully. There's nothing she can do about it. She is gloomy and inconspicuous, and always does things differently from others.

[By the way, I saw you guys on the balcony this morning. Miku was very cute today. ]

"Eh?"

In a gloomy state, Sanjiu saw the blessing that Qingjun wrote to her.

[16-year-old Nakano Miku, please stay cute. Does this kind of blessing fit your style? ]

Miku looked at the last sentence she wrote and felt happy in a useless way.

"No wonder Qingjun didn't hand these things to me in person, this is too embarrassing." Burying her face between her legs, Sanjiu's breathing became hot, "Qingjun, who can find Sanjiu's cuteness, where are you now? I have something to tell you."

There's no need to say sorry, I really like chocolate. As long as you like it, I will like it too.

I will change myself slowly. I am such a gloomy Mijiu. I want to become more confident and become more like you.

After all, you are the person I admire and the person I like.

However, what Miku didn't know was that after last Valentine's Day, Hanyu Aozora had developed a traumatic experience with chocolate.

It has nothing to do with me

Holding Rengar, Hanyu Qingkong was a little panicked.

"Do you want me to say it again?" Seeing his expression, Nino also became a little nervous and quietly turned her eyes away. She didn't dare to look into Qingkong's eyes. "The hair dryer is broken, and I want to borrow it from you."

The night wind was a little chilly, causing the girl with wet hair to shiver. She looked at the dazed boy with moist eyes, pursed her lips slightly, and they looked at each other in silence.

Qingkong, who couldn't possibly let Nino freeze at the door, moved away and Rengar rubbed him, probably sensing what was going to happen next.

"Come in first."

"Um...thank you."

She took out her own slippers from the shoe cabinet and encouraged herself during the time when she couldn't see Qingkong.

Qingkong also shifted his gaze away from the girl in the white dress. He turned around to look for the hair dryer, but he didn't expect that the girl would stagger and almost fall when he bumped into her.

Although his eyes were shifted away, Qingkong still had part of his mind on Nino while thinking about how to deal with the situation. He reacted and supported her clumsily.

"pain..."

Her pretty eyebrows twisted together in pain, and Nino, who was foolish enough to smile, said, "I just realized there's a step here."

Qingkong curled his lips, "You don't even wear contact lenses, aren't you afraid of falling?"

"I just took a shower and didn't even blow dry my hair, how can I have time to wear contact lenses." After a brief explanation, Nino's expression was a little distorted, "hiss..."

"Where did it hit?"

"Nowhere."

Seeing Nino with tears in her eyes, Qingkong knew that she was just trying to show off again, "Tsk...Hold on."

"Eh?"

Before Nino could react, Qingkong squatted down to check the girl's wound, but was pushed away by the shy girl and sat down on the ground.

"I'm wearing a skirt, are you a pervert?"

"Is this the point?!" Qingkong, who was sitting on the ground, twitched his lips, but fortunately, he saw Nino's injuries clearly with a squat, which was quite a gain, "She's quite strong..."

With a light snort, the girl held down her skirt tightly. The dress she picked up casually was not too long, and it was very likely that she would show her underwear. Even if it was Qingkong, whom she liked, she was not allowed to look at him.

At least you are not allowed to watch it now.

However, Nino didn't stay hard for long, the pain in her calf made her unable to care about being shy.

"You've really turned into a Kirisuka." He shook his head helplessly. Qingkong, who had hit his calf while playing basketball before, knew how fragile that area was. "Let me help you sit on the sofa. I'll get you some medicine to apply later."

"You didn't see it?"

Even though she was in tears due to the pain, she was still concerned about this kind of thing. Qingkong was a little confused about Nino's train of thought.

"How can you possibly see it? Don't worry." Qingkong supported Nino, "But if you squat down, you won't be able to see it, but if you sit on the ground, you may not be able to see it."

The shy girl knew that Qingkong was complaining about the fact that she had pushed him just now, "Who told you to squat down so suddenly? It scared me to death."

Qingkong thought to himself that if you weren't trying to be tough, I wouldn't bother pretending to be tough, but he kept admitting his mistake with some "hmm" and "ah".

Letting Nino sit on the sofa, Qingkong turned around to get the medicine and hair dryer.

Left alone in the living room, Nino could not see or hear anything. This feeling was really terrible. The pain in her calf continued, and she suddenly felt lonely. She whispered to the person who made her suffer so much.

"Blue sky..."

"Well, I'm here."

Nino curled up her legs and buried her face in them. She was just shouting casually, but she didn't expect Qingkong to actually hear it.

"How embarrassing."

This time, the girl's whisper did not reach Qingkong's ears.

Qingkong put the medicine on the coffee table, turned his head to glance at Nino, but because of Nino's posture, he saw something he shouldn't see.

Qingkong turned his face away embarrassedly and wiped the tip of his nose. Fortunately, Nino didn't notice, otherwise he would have never been able to wash himself clean.

"Um, should you blow dry your hair first or apply the medicine first?"

Hearing Qingkong's voice, Nino raised her head and squinted at the blurry figure, "Blow dry your hair first."

As a result, because the movement was a little too big, the pain made Nino's expression a little distorted.

"You should apply the medicine first."

"Wet hair is not only uncomfortable, but also ugly." Nino, who always attaches great importance to her image, thinks that it is more important to blow dry her hair and tie a hairband first than to apply medicine. "Just bear with it for a while."

Looking at Nino's long black hair, Qingkong thought that he didn't even know when she had blown her hair dry.

Sighing, Qingkong handed the medicine to Nino, meeting her confused eyes, Qingkong took the hair dryer and shook it, "I'll help you blow dry your hair, you apply the medicine."

"Eh?"

After sorting out the wires, Qingkong went around behind Nino.

"Wait, wait, what's wrong with you?" Nino wanted to confess while lowering her head while her hair was being blown, but this guy interrupted her rhythm, "How can a boy blow dry the hair of a girl who is not his girlfriend?"

He just made up an excuse and Nino's heart was beating fast. Really, he's so gentle to her when they haven't even started dating yet. This is absolutely unacceptable!

"I don't want to either, but you need to deal with it as soon as possible." Qingkong saw clearly that Nino's calf was already red and swollen where it was hit. He couldn't help but wonder how much force this idiot had used to take that step forward to hit her calf like this. "Compared to touching your calf, blowing your hair is more acceptable, right?"

"Are you a pervert? You still want to touch my calves."

"Sorry, I'm not interested in calves that are just a layer of skin." Qingkong turned on the hair dryer and recalled the technique he used when he was blowing the hair of that idiot Eriri. Compared to Fumino, Nino and Eriri's hair were more similar in length and more difficult to handle. "I think you haven't forgotten it..."

Hearing Qingkong mumbling to himself, Nino fell silent. After a little thought, she knew that what Qingkong mentioned was his ex-girlfriend. Didn't she also want to do the same as herself, pretending to be unhappy but actually being very happy to let Qingkong help her blow dry her hair?

Can I really compare to that Eriri?

"There's an ice pack over there. Apply it after applying the medicine." Feeling the touch of the hair on his palms and the temperature of the hot air, Qingkong tried his best not to think about unnecessary things.

Nino lowered her head and said nothing, touching the swollen area with her fingers. She regretted not wearing contact lenses.

It wasn't because I didn't blow-dry my hair that I didn't wear it, but because I couldn't control my emotions and wanted to find the boy I liked as soon as possible, so I didn't care about that.

Come to think of it, I am really stupid. I have been wearing contact lenses for a long time, but it still takes me a long time to put them on properly. If I were a little more skilled, I might be able to see the blue sky clearly.

Seeing his expression when he supported me, seeing his expression when he squatted down, seeing his expression when he mentioned Eriri just now, I should be able to give up the idea of ​​confessing.

Sure enough, I can't compare to her, that ex-girlfriend.

"Whose hair is prettier, mine or hers?"

"Ok?"

"Sawamura-san's hair is also long, right? Who is prettier than her?" Nino remembered Qingkong saying that her hair was beautiful. "After all, the only thing I am confident about is my hair."

Qingkong thought to himself that you are really humble. There is one aspect that Yinglili can never compare to you.

"It's Eriri's."

"Oh, I see."

After knowing that she couldn't even compare to Eriri in her most satisfying place, Nino calmed down and gently pressed the place where she hit with her fingers. The pain became more intense, so she applied an ice pack on it and her hot fingers slowly cooled down.

"You've blow-dried her hair like this before, right?"

Qingkong frowned slightly. Nino mentioned Eriri again and again, which made him a little irritated.

"My affairs with her have nothing to do with you, right?"

"hehe..."

The girl's meaningless sneer made Qingkong very unhappy.

"It really has nothing to do with me. After all, I am just a superfluous person."

After struggling to stand up, Nino turned around and looked at Qingkong. Although she couldn't see his expression clearly, she could guess that it was impatience and disgust.

That's fine. I can't beat Eriri anyway, so there's no need to make myself boring.

But I am very unwilling.

I can't turn back

"Qingkong, I hate you."

"Ah."

Guessing why the girl came to see him, Qingkong deliberately said "I hope you haven't forgotten", and the effect was obvious. Nino got angry.

He took advantage of Eriri and also shattered Nino's fantasy with his own hands.