How rude, we are pure love!

"I've been looking for you all day and haven't eaten anything. I'm starving. It turns out that when you're hungry, you still have to eat hamburgers! Qing, just order whatever you want. It's my treat!"

The athletic girl smiled naturally, not thinking there was anything wrong with it at all.

Isn't your statement a bit scary?

Qingye complained and followed her to order a set meal.

Lemon bought a beef burger set meal plus a teriyaki burger a la carte, and a grape Fanta drink. Considering the balanced diet, she also added a salad, while he ordered a Big Mac set meal.

After picking up their food at the counter, the two found a seat by the window.

"Let's celebrate the beginning of a new life. Cheers!"

Lemon shouted and raised the plastic cup in her hand. He cooperated by saying "oh" and clinking glasses with her.

The two of them ate burgers and chatted about some trivial things in daily life. Their views were inexplicably consistent. As they were talking, Qingye suddenly looked up at her and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Although they usually tease Lao Ba as a good brother, when they get along with each other on a daily basis, Lemon is the real brother of the opposite sex. After all, Ba Nai Jian just has a little less distance, and his other hobbies are still very girly, such as eating delicious food, taking photos, sharing, and shopping...

Lemon's hobbies are on the other side of the spectrum. She prefers high-calorie foods to refined foods, and she prefers playing sports to trying on clothes and watching movies.

Whether it's basketball, baseball, or tennis, she likes any sport that involves competition and progress.

Because of this, there is a sense of relaxation and harmony when being with her.

Generally, when boys see a beautiful girl, they either feel inferior or want to show off in front of her, and it is difficult for them to show their true selves. On the contrary, ordinary girls are easier to get along with because you have no illusions about her. But Lemon is obviously an exquisite beauty, but she has this incredible characteristic, which makes it easy for people to show their true side.

This might be the reason why she's so popular... Lemon seemed to have noticed Qingye's gaze and smiled mischievously:

"Why are you staring at me like that? Could it be that... you've finally discovered my cuteness?"

"Hasn't Shaoyan always been cute?" Qingye said curiously.

"What……!"

The girl's pretty face was dyed red at a speed visible to the naked eye. Where did you get this natural look from?

To hide her emotions, she quickly took a long sip of her drink.

Then, she felt that this was not in line with her style, so she gently kicked Qingye's calf with her toes. Even though her face was still slightly flushed, she raised her chin slightly:

"Want to play a game? If I can put an onion ring through your straw, you can play ball with me tomorrow!"

"Don't waste food and drinks!"

Banai would cry if he saw this!

"Your cup is empty anyway." Lemon picked up the onion rings and tossed them over. The result was...

"Damn it, it was so close!"

The girl slapped the table in frustration. At this moment, she noticed the red stain on the corner of Qingye's lips. She immediately leaned forward, squinted her eyes and smiled, and reminded him:

"It's stained with ketchup. Qing is so careless."

"Oh……"

Qingye raised an eyebrow and took out a wet tissue to wipe it casually.

Lemon didn't care at first. She picked up the onion rings that fell on the table and put them in her mouth. However, when she saw Qingye's actions, she was suddenly stunned.

and many more.

Did I miss something?

If it was Yanaijian who was here just now...

She couldn't help but imagine the scene: the blue-haired girl grabbed Qingye's wrist, and while he was stunned, she took out a tissue on the table and gently helped him wipe the ketchup from the corner of his mouth. From Qingye's perspective, the girl at this moment must be full of care and charm, making his heart beat... Eh?

Ahhhhh!

Looking at the girl lying on the table with her eyes blank, Qingye couldn't help but mutter... Do you really want to run with others?

*

In the end, Qingye agreed to her request.

The two walked out of the hamburger shop, the brilliant neon lights illuminated the girl's profile, and the bright moonlight sprinkled all over the ground. Perhaps today was very special for both of them, so they subconsciously slowed down their pace.

"Are you full?" Lemon only brings up such boring topics.

"almost."

"You are too thin. You need to eat more." The girl patted his back gently. Are you my mother?

"Come to think of it, I don't seem to know much about your interests and hobbies. As a comrade, this doesn't seem very qualified! So, what do you like now?"

Lemon continued, and after she finished, she wanted to slap herself in shame—this topic was too abrupt! Am I a weird uncle who flirts with girls? But there was no way, she wasn't as smart as other girls, so she could only come up with this clumsy and straightforward method.

Fortunately, Qingye is a man who can handle everything from cold jokes to profound topics with ease, but at this moment he opened his mouth, but fell strangely silent again.

"Just read a book... and play some old games?"

He suddenly realized that his hobbies seemed to be things from a long time ago. Since he traveled through time, he had been busy with life and had no time to think about so many things. Now that he had enough food and clothing, he didn't want to waste time - only people without talent know how precious talent is. Even playing games feels like a sin.

As a result, I didn’t realize it and rarely watched new anime.

"Oh! I've read a lot of books recently and even wrote a short song!" Lemon walked step by step.

"Show me some of your boasting?" Qingye teased.

"My tendons are like bowstrings, stretched so tight that I can't express myself in words. Only my steps keep me going." The girl spoke each word with emphasis.

(My taut tendons are like the bow of a full moon, and the fiery emotions that cannot be expressed are hidden in my footsteps.)

"Hey, this is real practice, not bad." Qingye looked at her in surprise and clapped his hands in admiration.

Lemon chuckled, his eyes curved.

"I can also play arcade games," she added.

"I can't believe she's actually a high-scoring girl?" Qingye widened his eyes.

"When I was little, my parents wouldn't let me go to places like game arcades. But kids are the more they're forbidden, the more curious they become. One summer vacation, I sneaked over to play for a while, and then I got hooked."

The girl tells about her past.

"Do you know how to play Metal Slug? What about King of Fighters?" Qingye became interested.

Lemon thought for a moment and said, "You're not very good at level-breaking games, but you're more into competitive Street Fighter games, right?"

"So... do you want to go find someplace to play together? I'm feeling rather restless, and after hearing what you said, I can't help myself. But for an after-dinner workout, it might be a bit intense..."

Ahead was a colorful arcade. Qingye stopped and rubbed his hands in anticipation.

"A-Qing really likes to tell some boring jokes..."

*

"What's wrong? Is that not enough? Ah Qing, you need to attack more aggressively."

The whisper of the athletic girl rang in my ears.

Qingye remained silent, following her words and shaking the joystick in his hand.

His eyes were uncontrollably fixed on the character's score bar on the right side of the screen—the girl's score was almost twice as high as his.

"Is this what you call unskilled?"

Qingye's mouth twitched.

Flexible movement, precise calculation of weapon grenade connection, perfect timing control... this made the players who once got so angry that they traded one life for ten grenades to pass the level feel ashamed.

"This kind of game only requires reflexes and repeated practice to master, just like sports." The girl regained some confidence.

The monsters on the screen had just been cleared, and Qingye took the opportunity to glance at the music game machine on the right and said casually:

"If you want to rely on physical flexibility, that one is more powerful, right?"

"Oh, that one I already got first place in Tokyo."

"How amazing!?"

"Hehe, I'm invincible when it comes to physical activity."

I always feel like I have seen a different side of lemon.

Qingye smiled and turned his attention back to the game.

Snap, clack.

dong dong dong.

All kinds of sounds in the game hall mixed together, like another world, lively and noisy. His right hand accidentally touched the girl's arm, and he could see her neck and profile by turning his head.

Qingye stared at the two characters on the screen, and the vague loneliness that had been lingering in his heart all day seemed to disappear quietly.

He didn't look at the girl sitting next to him, but just said softly with a smile:

"Thank you for finding me today."

"Ah."

The girl smiled.

*

the next day.

Two men sat facing each other in a coffee shop, with bitter-smelling coffee on the table, and their expressions were extremely solemn.

Then, the older man took out a manuscript from his bag and slowly placed it on the table.

"Teacher Dongyue, regarding your manuscript..."

The manuscript paper was covered with dozens of sticky notes.

Qingye straightened his back. This time there were more sticky notes than in the simulation. Was the reality really that much more difficult?

"We have decided to publish your manuscript directly," the editor said solemnly.

The unexpected words made Qingye stunned - it was normal for light novels to be revised several times before publication. He had revised some paragraphs last time, but he didn't expect that this time the speed run would be so thorough.

As if seeing through his mind, the editor said with a smile:

"To put it simply, this draft is already perfect. It just needs some preparation for future animation shots. I'm not even sure if I should change it..."

"Then... why are you putting up so many sticky notes?" Qingye was convinced.

"This is what I posted on the paragraphs that I think are outstanding. I'm ready to have a good chat with you..."

Editor Yasuda's tone changed, like a devout cardinal discussing the Bible with our Lord.

"Moreover, I always feel that I have an inexplicable sense of tacit understanding with Teacher Dongyue, as if... we have been together for a long time." He sighed softly.

——I don’t want to hear such lines from a man!

*

Even after leaving the cafe, Qingye was still in shock and secretly decided to keep his distance from the editor in the future.

Speaking of editing and simulation...

A smiling blue-haired girl flashed before his eyes.

"Now that she has all her memories... how could Miss Otter still resist coming to find her keeper? Could it be..."

Are you deliberately controlling him and waiting for him to come looking for you?

After pondering for a few seconds, Qingye shook his head secretly and decided to wait and see the situation.

"Now go find some burning salt."

He took a step forward and walked towards the place where he had made an appointment with Lemon yesterday.

But at some point, he suddenly felt something, and when he looked back, he saw a streak of black hair passing by the telephone pole.

Qingye paused.

With a raised brow, he stood there for a while, then he started walking forward. After a while, he vaguely heard a rustling sound coming from the grass behind him.

Qingye sighed softly, and when he reached a place where there were not many people around, he slowly turned around, looked at a clump of grass not far away, and said: