How rude, we are pure love!

Banai's mouth twitched and his expression became uneasy.

Qingye took the initiative to pay for the snacks, and also thoughtfully added five skewers of oden and a meat bun for her. The girl bit the fish balls and ate the meat bun, and her inner anxiety became more and more serious.

When they got to the store, Qingye acted like a caring boyfriend. Amidst the strange looks from the senior sisters, he held her hand. She had accidentally cut herself yesterday and had a Band-Aid on her finger. He said:

"Miss Hanaijian, don't touch anything hot today."

The girl didn't know whether to smile or frown, and her expression was indescribable.

At this moment in the evening, Banaijian was completely unable to concentrate. Her eyes subconsciously fell on Qingye and she bit her cherry lips.

Could it be that... they are going to remain in this delicate state forever?

A feeling of anxiety came over me.

No, she didn't want this.

It was so hard to get closer to each other!

It turns out that I still have to speak the truth like before!

Thinking of this, the blue-haired girl took a deep breath, then walked straight to Qingye, grabbed his wrist with an amazing momentum that could not be refused, and brought him to the end of the corridor.

With a slap, Ba Naijian's little hand slapped the wall behind him, and her lake-blue eyes raised slightly as she looked up at him.

"Why……"

The tone gradually weakened.

She didn't know how to weave her emotions into the right words anymore.

She could understand Qingye's current mood. Qingye must be feeling uneasy, embarrassed, and wanting to return the favor - it was precisely because of her understanding that she couldn't say it out loud.

Tell Qingye not to care?

For someone who values ​​emotions so much, it's impossible for him not to care!

Ahhh, why did things turn out like this...

The girl felt her eyes getting hot.

But at this moment, she suddenly heard a faint laugh.

Banai raised his head blankly and saw the boy in front of him with a malicious smile.

"Um...eh?"

Huh? Huh? Huh?

She finally realized something, her heartbeat quickened, shame and joy surged in her heart at the same time.

"This is a small token of my gratitude for your self-assertion."

Qingye patted her head gently, and the girl said "it hurts" in an exaggerated manner.

"What an idiot! Even if I wanted to repay a favor, I wouldn't do it this way. As a future great writer, you'll have your pick of models and celebrities. Maybe this operation will yield a 2000% return. That would be a huge profit."

The boy's exaggerated tone made her laugh.

That’s great, that’s great.

"Future rewards are in the future, so..."

Qingye turned his face away and coughed.

"You don't have to worry about affecting our relationship."

Like ripples on a lake caused by a spring breeze, Banai saw the eyes floating gently. She lowered her head slightly and hit the boy with her hand. The last ray of sunset light filled the corridor, and the shadows of the two overlapped.

"Ah."

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ps: I feel a little sluggish today, please give me some monthly tickets to replenish my energy and write more tomorrow.

054. Hanai-mi's Thousand Layers Routine [Two-in-One]

Summer vacation is coming soon.

Everyone sees summer in a different way.

For some people, summer is bubbly ice-cold cola, air conditioning turned on all day, endless comic books to read and endless games to play.

For another kind of people, summer is a season filled with beautiful memories: the scorching sun, the chirping cicadas, fishing barefoot in clear streams, and attending festivals with loved ones in yukata and geta.

Meanwhile, a heated discussion was taking place in the literature club regarding summer.

"If it's summer vacation, there must be scenes of beaches and training camps!" The deputy minister with a long ponytail sat in the first seat and slapped the table.

"I, I just want to stay at home..." Xiaoju expressed her opinion seriously.

"Oh, sorry, I have to work too."

Yanaijian, who was sitting on the other side, tilted her head - the literature club was a club she had just joined some time ago. At first, she came to the literature club just to borrow books in order to help Qingye evaluate novels, but for some reason, facing the invitation of Tsukinoki-senpai to join the club, she agreed very straightforwardly.

Maybe... she was thinking that this would allow her to get closer to someone.

"Ah, no one seems enthusiastic... Never mind, we're in the literature club after all."

The ponytailed senior blinked.

"In that case, let's try a more elegant club activity—let's all enter the electronics field together and submit articles online!"

The deputy minister stood up and raised his fist. "Oh, by the way, this is what the student union wants us to do. It will be terrible if we can't complete it."

Write a novel?

Banaijian and Xiaoju were both stunned.

The blue-haired girl murmured the word "novel" softly, and her eyes became brighter as if she had thought of something important.

*

The fifth class in the morning is physical education.

This is Xiaoju's most hated course, because many sports require teaming up with others, but considering her popularity in the class...

Xiaoju made up an excuse with the teacher and squatted alone in the corner. She could faintly hear the students passing by whispering about her. In response, the gloomy girl just snorted and sneered twice.

During lunch break, the classmates were chatting and laughing while eating their lunch boxes at the same table, or they would go under the tree with their friends. But Xiaoju, like a handsome lone ranger, took his lunch box and walked naturally to the women's restroom.

“It’s still a place where people can feel at ease.”

The girl smiled happily, and pink bubbles seemed to appear around her.

Although I don’t have my own seat in the class, it’s okay.

Xiaoju silently took out her cell phone.

Bright eyes.

Flipping through the novel that I have read over and over again.

*

"Come teach me how to write light novels, Mr. Kiyono!"

In the lounge, not long after the morning work was over, the blue-haired girl rushed to Qingye excitedly.

Because of the long exercise, her forehead was covered with sweat, and the top button of her shirt was unbuttoned, revealing the snow-white and delicate skin underneath. When you get close to her, you can smell the faint scent of anti-sweat spray and fried pork chop sauce on her body.

Qingye's eyes subconsciously fell on the exposed whiteness of her skin, but after only three seconds of glance, he forced himself to look away with great willpower and took two tissues from the table beside him and gave them to her.

"Anyway, wipe the sweat off first."

Banaijian nodded happily, wiped the sweat off his face, took out the paper and pen he had prepared long ago and placed them on the table, moved two chairs over, and kept hinting that he should sit next to him.

"Nowadays, all light novels are submitted online..." Qingye pulled his chair a little further away and sat down with a complaint.

"No, don't get too hung up on the details. I'm just writing this down to get a feel for it."

The girl chuckled and placed some snacks next to the manuscript paper.

The condensation water from the old air conditioner in the lounge dripped down. Xiaoju, who was hiding in the corner of the gap, poked out her little head slightly, looked at the blue-haired girl, and curled her lips.

——I, I am embarrassed to expose you. Do you want to write a novel?

And, what the hell does Qingye know about novels?! He actually accepted the request as a matter of course! If you didn't know, you'd think you were a real light novel expert!

"Humph, I'm the only one who's serious."

After stealing glances at the two of them for a while, Xiaoju withdrew his gaze, took out his cell phone, and stared at the blank document on the screen.

Ever since the senior said that they wanted to write a novel together that day, she has been thinking about it.

——Should I write a novel?

It was not for the so-called club activities, nor for her beloved minister, but her own strong idea.

In fact, she had vaguely had this idea before. On that day, the moment she finished reading the light novel "Dedicated to the God of Death", such a wish was born in her heart.

Can I be such a person?

If I just reach out my hand, can I get a little closer?

Thinking and hesitating.

Until the senior student brought up the novel.

Her heart was gradually ignited, and the vague idea became clearer and clearer - she wanted to write a novel.

However, anything is easier said than done. Although I have a goal, I lost confidence when I really took that step. I have been deleting and writing for the past two days, but the progress is still zero - even Ba Nai Jian pretended to write a few sentences and settings!

Xiaoju sighed. She had come to work to change herself, and she had clearly wanted to actively pursue her dreams, but she was still wandering around...

She was absentmindedly playing with her phone and subconsciously opened the light novel website. She clicked on the author's profile picture for the umpteenth time and flipped through the pages.

【Yearning】.

That was the only thought she had about the man.

Anyone who can write such a dazzling story must be a determined and gentle person.

At this moment, she suddenly had an idea.

If it's this person...he should be able to give her some useful advice.

Xiaoju stared at the other person's personal interface and information bar with a serious expression, just like a fan privately contacting an idol, and slowly pressed the forbidden button with her finger.

She certainly wouldn't dare to do this in real life, but on the Internet, she can be described as a sunny and cheerful person!

*

Kiyono and Yanami are still playing role-playing games.

A blue-haired girl with a single ponytail sat at the table, writing furiously with a serious look on her face, as if she was studying hard at school - if you ignore the chocolate snacks next to her manuscript paper.

Qingye, who was standing by, looked at the girl and inexplicably felt as if they were classmates, doing homework together in the library.

As he wrote, Banaijian muttered:

"As for the heroine, she'll have blue hair. She'll be pretty, cute, kind, cheerful, and outgoing. She'll be loved by everyone. She might be a bit of a glutton, but that's just her cute side. Beneath her cheerful exterior lies a delicate heart unknown to others..."

You really know how to flatter yourself, hey.

"The male lead..."

Ba Nai Jian deliberately prolonged the ending of his words, glanced at him nonchalantly, and said to himself:

"The protagonist is of course my childhood sweetheart. He's pretentious, cheerful, innocent, straightforward, and gentle. He seems like both a fool and a hero..."

……Um?

Qingye fell into deep thought.

“This is the story of both of them!”

Seeing the cute and pretty face, Banai smiled, with a hint of youthfulness in her gentleness. She picked up the pen and kept writing.

Qingye just held up his face and stared blankly.

At some point——