How rude, we are pure love!

I'm just one of them...

This step is so far.

Qingye walked to the table, was silent for a moment, and gently placed the manuscript on it.

At this moment, he was overwhelmed with emotions.

*

"What happened? What happened?!"

The girl's sweet cry echoed in the quiet restaurant.

Before the sunset even appeared, the blue-haired girl rushed into the store at full speed—even faster than the last time she went to buy the limited edition crepes.

Banaijian didn't know why he cared so much, his heart was beating like a drum.

This is definitely the feeling of cheering and worrying about a friend!

As she thought this, she opened the door of the lounge with a snap.

Sunlight streams in through the windows.

Qingye was sitting in the corner, holding a book in his hand.

Hearing the movement from the front, Qingye put down the book, raised his head, half of his face immersed in the warm glow of the afternoon sun, his eyes clear and full of tenderness.

"what happened?"

The scene in front of her made Banaijian inexplicably stunned. She quickly shook her head, threw away the strange thoughts in her mind, rushed to Qingye, and shook his shoulders hard.

"Today...how are you feeling? How's the battle going?"

She stared into Qingye's eyes, her cherry-colored lips trembling slightly as she opened them.

"It's been sent out." Qingye answered calmly.

"Then...what's the result?" Banaijian swallowed nervously, moved closer to him, and his warm breath hit his face.

1㈡1㈨

Then she felt her little head being held down.

Qingye stretched out his hand to stop the girl from moving forward, saying helplessly, "How can it be so fast? Normally, submissions take at least a month to get a result. Even if they are reviewed in advance this time, it will take at least three or four days."

"Is that so...that means you handed in the test paper, right?" Banaijian became limp as if he had no bones.

"Yeah, I can understand that. And why do you feel like you're the one submitting the article? You're so nervous."

Qingye picked up the book again.

"Let's go have a barbecue tonight!"

Banaijian took a deep breath and regained his energy as if inflated. He jumped behind him with a smile and held his shoulders.

"No!...I was wrong. Please don't strangle me."

"Humph."

When Banaijian let go of her hand, she looked at Qingye silently, and then her white and warm hands couldn't help but put them on his hair, gently rubbing it like an older sister.

In a place where Qingye couldn't see, in the shadows where the sun couldn't reach, she said with a gentle smile:

"——Kiyono-kun has worked really hard, that's awesome."

I did it subconsciously.

She knew better than anyone the silent efforts Qingye made.

"Are you my mother..."

Feeling the tingling sensation in his hair, Qingye felt a little strange inside and could only get rid of it by complaining.

Kneading turned into patting.

"Shouldn't I use 'sister' here?" Ba Naijian muttered softly, "Besides, I'm older than you, so I'm definitely your sister!"

Qingye didn't know how to answer for a moment and read the book silently.

The sunlight gradually turned into sunset, dyeing the lounge with an orange halo, and the floating dust looked extremely gentle.

Banaijian lowered her head slightly, smiled, and continued to stroke his hair gently.

...

ps: Big chapter!

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The bell for the end of get out of class rang three times leisurely, and the peaceful sky with light clouds was stained with dusk.

The classroom suddenly became noisy. Students not involved in club activities excitedly walked towards the school gate with their friends, sharing their favorite games. Students involved in clubs were arm in arm, shouting "Let's go to the club!" with abundant energy.

But all the excitement and youth have nothing to do with Xiaoju Zhihua.

The girl sat quietly in her seat, packed her schoolbag, and then came to the blackboard. She was on duty today.

She stood on tiptoe and carefully wiped the remaining trigonometric formulas on the blackboard with an eraser. The chalk dust floated gently in the amber light.

The classroom became quieter and quieter, and students left in groups until the last person disappeared. The girl glanced at the names of the students on duty written in the upper right corner of the blackboard: Chika Komari; Isao Niijima.

But now she was the only one in the classroom.

"No, I didn't expect that I would be alone in another world, ha, haha..."

Xiaoju Zhihua subconsciously used a lot more force in her hands.

She bent down to pick up a piece of chalk that had fallen to the ground and put it in the tin box on the podium.

The wind blew in through the half-open window, lifting the hem of the girl's uniform skirt.

The crisp sound of the baseball team hitting the ball came from the playground. The setting sun shone through the side window, immersing her in a honey-colored waterfall of light, and her shadow was also stretched out diagonally.

Xiaoju Zhihua walked down from the podium and arranged the haphazardly placed desks one by one. When she put her chair upside down on the desk, she suddenly found a copy of "Wakashu" left in the belly of the desk. She picked up the book with a nostalgic look on her face.

"I...want to change myself."

The girl whispered in her heart.

I don’t know when it started...but she became what she is now, gloomy, timid, self-deprecating, sensitive, always alone, and even has to hide in the toilet to feel at ease when eating.

Things were better in junior high school, with people actively inviting her to join small groups. However, because she had to go home after school to take care of her younger siblings, she gradually distanced herself from them. Her circle of friends also became smaller and smaller.

"It's all the world's fault..."

Xiaoju Zhihua complained with resentment, and then, as if she had thought of something, she hugged the book in her hand tightly, and the gloomy expression on her face gradually became colorful.

"But... yes, I also have my own prince."

That person is the current head of the literature club, Shintaro Tamaki.

On the day when I hated school so much that I almost didn't want to go to school, it was the headmaster who approached me enthusiastically, recommended books to me, and invited me to join the literature club. Thus, she finally had a small place to stay in the school...

The minister shone upon her with warmth like the sun.

This allowed her to continue going to school.

She was full of longing for the minister. Perhaps it was the feeling of savior, or perhaps it was the fantasy of a lonely person finding someone who understood her.

Chika Komari wanted to stand closer to Minister Tamaki.

So she wanted to change.

Change to the point where I can talk to the minister normally, change to the point where I can bravely express my feelings.

"That's what simulations are used for, right?"

Xiaoju Zhihua looked convinced.

"I've figured out a way to train myself. I'll go work in a restaurant. Not only can I earn some money for my family, but I can also practice my speaking and thick-skinnedness. I, I'm such a genius..."

The dark girl chuckled twice.

She packed her schoolbag and thought about several restaurants she had noticed. Finally, she chose a target.

That's it!

*

"Everyone, please pause what you are doing. I have something important to announce!"

In the staff office, the consul clapped her hands. The crisp sound attracted everyone's attention and the air gradually became quiet.

"Young senior, what do you think is going to happen? Is the salary going to increase?" Banaijian, who was standing aside, quietly nudged Qingye with his elbow and asked in a low voice.

"Only this thing is impossible..." Qingye complained.

The elder sister inexplicably cast her gaze on Qingye and the other two, and stretched out the last syllable:

"The important thing is... we've got a new recruit! And he's from the same school as Kyouka!"

After a brief silence, the office erupted in warm applause. Even Yanaijian and Qingye clapped their hands vigorously - having a new unlucky guy join the company meant that their work would be a little easier, and they were absolutely sincerely welcome!

"Come say hello to everyone."

The elder sister walked to the side, and only then did Qingye notice that there was someone hiding behind her. When they saw the girl's face clearly, he and Banaijian both widened their eyes in surprise.

is her?

This was a petite girl with beautiful burgundy hair that was a little messy, slightly covering her right eyebrow. She was wrapped in a school uniform that tightly covered her knees, leaving only a small area of ​​skin exposed. With her shy, evasive eyes and gloomy temperament, she looked very much like... Goto Ichiri?

Although the girl's first impression can be described as "bad", if you observe carefully, you will find that her skin is fair and delicate, even to the point of snow-white, and her facial features are very regular and cute. She can be regarded as a standard hidden beauty in GALGAME.

"Hello everyone, I'm Xiaoju Zhihua, please come in..."

The girl lowered her head deeply, her voice stuttering and tiny, like the soft chirping of a baby bird. At the end, she even covered her mouth with her hand, her face looking terrible - it seemed as if she was about to vomit because she was too nervous.

“It’s really her…”

Qingye muttered to himself, the shy girl in front of him was the last great general of the Loser Alliance, but why did she come here on purpose?

People with social anxiety dare to work part-time in a restaurant?

Yanaijian, who was standing by, also raised his eyebrows, "It really is Xiaoju."

"Do you know each other?" Qingye asked about the situation.

"She's a member of the Arts Club, so I'm not particularly familiar with her..."

While the two were talking, Xiaoju Zhihua's eyes, which were bathed in everyone's gaze, turned into mosquito-repellent eyes, and her body began to sway, and it looked like she would faint at any time.

The older sister quickly stepped forward and said helplessly, "Sorry, this child is a little shy, so it would be best if she had a gentle and considerate senior to guide her..."

Hearing this, everyone present nodded in agreement.

Then, Qingye felt that everyone's eyes moved to his face.

"???"

What are you looking at me for!

Qingye instinctively felt that something was wrong.

The elder sister gazed at him lovingly, her tone as gentle as a parent handing their child over to a teacher:

"We are very confident in Kiyono-kun's abilities and character, and you two are of the same age..."

The seniors unanimously agreed and almost surrounded him to applaud him again.

Qingye's eyes twitched. This is not a shelter for loser dogs!

Things were about to become a foregone conclusion, but at this moment of despair, the blue hero appeared.

"I have an opinion!"