Don't you guys dislike me?

After hesitating for a moment, she stammered, "Of course I'm happy!"

Her voice became increasingly high; this was her last bit of stubbornness.

Whenever Yumiko Miura is in a complicated mood, she will subconsciously twist her fingers around her blonde hair. Her thoughts are so easy to guess.

However, Yuichi did not expose it. He thought for a moment and said:

"I divide friends into two types: one is those who are very relaxed and can talk freely with each other; the other is those who wear masks and joke around because of interests."

"But in school, there are relatively few people with vested interests involved, so I didn't spend too much effort to cultivate interpersonal relationships."

"Wouldn't it be nice to have a few people you can get along with more happily?"

Although he was somewhat dissatisfied with Youyi's old-fashioned talk, and did not want to deny the interpersonal relationships he had worked hard to build, when he saw that the haze in Youyi's eyes was dispelled a little because of the topic he raised.

Miura Yumiko couldn't help but jump for joy. She muttered unconvincedly:

"Huh, Cricket is a high school student, but he talks like an old man."

She powdered her face insincerely, as charming and charming as the peach blossoms in April. That was the girl hidden by the queen.

Yuichi's opinion of the queen changed slightly. She was not as rigid and hot-tempered as rumored. That was probably a false front to cater to the atmosphere in the social circle...

Unconsciously, Yuichi's rejection of Miura Yumiko became less, and acceptance was taking place quietly.

Taking the slightly stuffy train, the two arrived at Shibuya, where young people gather.

"Well...it's almost noon, let's just go have lunch."

"It's all right."

"I'm taking you to my favorite store. Wait and see!"

Miura Yumiko led the way with a clear goal, and it seemed that she was heading straight to the best restaurant to repeat the ugly scene of herself licking the last drop of soup with tears last time.

Suddenly, the girl stopped and looked at the crowded street.

"I just remembered now that I took the wrong road. This is the right way to go."

Yumiko Miura eagerly took Yuichi's hand and ran back, as if she was hiding from something.

Rather than the girl's slender and soft hands, Yuichi was more concerned about the appearance of Hayato Hayama and his group not far behind him, which seemed to be the main reason that drove Miura Yumiko to escape.

Is it because Yumiko Miura is afraid that Hayato Hayama will misunderstand her if he sees her walking with him?

Miura Yumiko didn't let go until they reached the corner of the long street. She was panting heavily, partly because she was running, but also because she was worried about being seen by Hayama and the others.

The moment she saw her friends, Miura Yumiko was actually afraid that the hard-earned atmosphere between the two of them would be polluted by their noise. Her deep worry made her subconsciously pull Yuichi away.

At this moment, she remembered that she seemed to have been holding Yuichi's hand the whole time, and it was her who took the initiative!

The girl blushed and wanted to explain, but Yuichi spoke first:

"Are you afraid that Ye Shan will find out?"

"What does it have to do with him? Anyway, don't think too much about it!"

Yuichi fell into deep thought when Yumiko Miura was frank. Shouldn't a shy girl react more strongly when someone mentioned that she liked someone? Was this different from the rumors... Did Yumiko Miura not like Hayama?

"Ah."

Yuichi didn't delve into it.

Yumiko Miura stroked her heaving chest and glanced sideways at Yuichi Hoshino who was walking beside her. Her original plan to introduce him to her friends also disappeared.

Although he already regards Yuichi as a friend, it is good enough for him like this. He doesn't have to be a popular figure. It would be best if he could just hide in the dark corners of the school.

In this way, he is a treasure that only he knows, a pure land that belongs to him.

39. Yumiko and her friends

Inside a classic Japanese-style sushi restaurant.

"How about it?"

Yumiko Miura was like a little girl who shared her favorite food and wanted to get comments. Her emerald green eyes were filled with strong expectations yet also seemed fragile and could break at any moment.

I put the salmon roe sushi in my mouth and chewed it under the girl's shining eyes. The taste was just average, nothing special about it. Only the plate of sushi and... the price list decorated with gold and jade were so unique that they made people respectful.

Due to the high prices, Youyi couldn't even say that the food was bad because it was just too expensive. The store's elegant decoration and business atmosphere were really a place for high school students like them.

"not bad."

This was a comfort to Yumiko Miura. After all, it was she who paid for it, and Yuichi felt sorry for her.

"Is that so? Then try this, this, and this."

The girl's gold was swaying busily, and she spared no effort to hand Yuichi her favorite sushi, even though she looked painful when she took out the money.

"Eat something yourself, it's okay if you don't keep giving it to me."

"Is that so...Okay then."

Hearing Yuichi's words, Miura Yumiko stopped reluctantly. She seemed to be keen on sharing the things she liked and then getting positive comments, and she never got tired of it.

She picked up a roll of sushi and put it into her mouth. Her round face suddenly bulged up and moved like a little golden hamster eating.

Yuichi, who was forced to eat several rolls of sushi, got a chance to catch his breath, took a sip of drink, and enjoyed the most expensive atmosphere in the store. The faint floral fragrance was not mixed with any food taste, pure and ethereal, and the slightly dim lights exuded tranquility and peace.

Just right, and I feel relaxed unconsciously.

The Queen drank half a cup of drink and muttered softly: "It tasted really good last time..."

"what happened?"

"Nothing." The girl waved her hand and hid her doubts in her heart. She began to miss Uncle Kumamoto's ramen. Thinking of this, she chewed the hard sushi absent-mindedly.

Yumiko Miura secretly glanced at Yuichi beside her, and felt a little embarrassed to see him eating sushi without changing his expression.

"Yumiko?"

A bright and cheerful voice with a hint of surprise came from the door. The owner of the voice was very familiar to Miura Yumiko - Hayato Hayama.

"Eh!? Why are you eating here alone?! Aren't you lonely?" Tobe Sho's exaggerated body language livened up the atmosphere, but also ruined the vibe inside the store.

The guests cast glances at him, and Hayato Hayama helplessly tried to calm the agitated ape.

Yumiko Miura felt a little headache, and Yuichi turned his head away so that she could not see his expression.

"Don't you have eyes? Isn't there another person here?"

The Queen has absolute control over the social circle she runs, and it is easy for her to teach a lesson to a clown like Tobe Sho who livens up the atmosphere.

"Sorry..." Tobe Sho was just a member of the group, and he was very decisive in admitting his mistake. When he saw the person sitting next to Miura Yumiko, he still couldn't help but be surprised: "Hoshino?!"

In the class, Yuichi has a unique presence. His tall height and unique temperament make it difficult for people to approach him. Although he is a stay-at-home, he can easily get the right to speak among the crowd when something happens.

Recently, because of his appearance, he is very popular among girls. In short, he is a person who is at the top of the current reality, but is content to be a stay-at-home.

The above are all subjective conjectures of Hubu Xiang.

Yuichi turned his head reluctantly and nodded as a greeting.

Unless necessary, he really doesn't like to have too much contact with these people. It feels too troublesome.

"I owed Xingye a meal last time, so I came to pay him back today."

Yumiko Miura openly told the public the reason why the two of them were there, but she did not mention a word about their relationship, and she herself was not sure.

The girl was a little anxious now and had to find a way to get her friends away. She knew that Youyi didn't like this kind of occasion very much.

"The meal is already prepared, so I'll leave now."

Yuichi continued speaking along the lines of Miura Yumiko.

Under the gaze of everyone, Youyi stood up and left.

Miura Yumiko watched him walk away, feeling a little disappointed. She left without even thinking of a reason to meet him again...

Ebina Hina ran to her side calmly, leaned over and whispered in her ear:

"Yumiko...you said on the phone that you were just hanging out by yourself."

Faced with her friend's meaningful look, Yumiko Miura didn't know how to respond and snorted in anger.

Of course, Yumiko Miura did not abandon her social circle for Yuichi, at least not now.

…………

After a morning walk, I had a luxurious meal for free. Although the taste was not that great, the price was reasonable.

Feeling much more relaxed, Youyi decided to go to the department store to buy some vegetables and cook for himself at home. He felt a little sorry for his young body to always eat self-heating bento.

Carrying a heavy shopping bag, she returned home. Suzuka Kasumigaoka, who was suffering from jet lag, sat in the restaurant in a silk nightgown and ate the breakfast that Tachibana Haruna had brought her in the morning.

"Scumbag, can you cook?"

She spoke lazily with a little slurred enunciation, just as alluring as the nightgown that was half-covering her, and the violet buds were about to bloom.

"No, I plan to learn."

Retracting his gaze, Youyi began to organize the ingredients.

"Then you have to learn well. If you behave normally, I won't go to Sister Yangcai's house anymore."

Kasumigaoka Utaha had a little expectation, as if she had grasped the hope of getting rid of Tachibana Haruna's clinginess.

"Before that, could you please stop calling me scumbag?"

"This is a nickname for my little brother~ My dear little brother, you can't refuse my kindness!"

"Tsk... asshole sister."

You complained expressionlessly, thinking that since they were quite far away, they shouldn't be able to hear it.

"Scumbag, I heard everything."

As her long skirt danced lightly, her two jade feet took lotus steps, like a fluttering white butterfly, standing gracefully beside Youichi.

"So what? Stupid sister."

Rather than being called a bastard, Kasumigaoka Utaha seems to care more about being called an idiot.

"Hey, call me Onie-chan, brother-kun."

“It’s also a term of endearment.”

Yuichi took out a pokey from the shopping bag and handed it to Kasumigaoka Utaha, with a slight smile in his purple eyes.

"Hmph, come to my room after dinner."

Leaving these words behind, the girl held Pokey's hand behind her back and returned to the room.

…………

In the kitchen, Youyi put on an apron, watched with his mobile phone for a while, and then started to cook some simple home-cooked dishes.

Youichi frowned when the scalding oil splashed onto his hands. When the green leaves turned into charred carbon, he resigned himself to his fate by taking out the self-heating bento from the shopping bag and started eating.

40. Tenderness wrapped in money is like a sword (a little thinner)

"Isn't Yuichi here?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha glanced at the sumptuous dinner on the table, shook her head, and recalled the burnt smell before she left. Her stubborn younger brother should be eating a cheap bento now.

Although she knew everything, she still pretended to ask:

"Did you have a fight?"

"No."

That was more serious than a quarrel... so serious that I didn't know if I could talk to Yuichi again. Tachibana Haruna's smile was a little forced, and she wanted to make herself look more natural... but it was really difficult...

"Shiyu, come and have dinner."

Her attempt to change the subject seemed a little forced, and her beautiful emerald green eyes had lost their luster, like a pool of stagnant water.