They are still close to me today despite their negative feelings

Ning Ruoyu smiled, seemingly about to say something, when a cheerful female voice interrupted him.

"Hey! Xiao Ning! You weren't scheduled to work today! Why did you come?"

Wu Yuehua looked in the direction of the sound and saw a fashionable college student-looking girl in a denim short-sleeved shirt pat Ning Ruoyu on the shoulder from behind.

"!"

Ning Ruoyu's momentary wariness was quickly masked, and he said to the girl with a hint of helplessness.

"Sister Zhang, don't scare people."

"Hmph. Who told you to bring another new girl? Wow, is this what they call a guilty conscience, you womanizing rascal?"

"Has that cat's catchphrase become contagious from person to person?"

"...Ah, sorry I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm Zhang Yuexin, the person in charge of making coffee at this coffee shop. You can call me whatever you like~"

"Sister Zhang, if you introduce yourself like this, people won't know how to address you, right?"

"Hey, they're obviously very kind~"

“Um, I’ll call you Sister Zhang like my junior does.” Wu Yuehua bowed slightly. “My name is Wu Yuehua. I’m a senior at Linwai High School and I’m in the same club as Ning Ruoyu.”

"Ah, you must be the legendary student council president?!"

The female college student clapped her hands and said with a smile.

"Hmm, the legendary stuff..."

Wu Yuehua felt somewhat ashamed.

"I've heard about this all over university. Wow, Xiao Ning, you can even fool a pretty girl like that into our shop! Don't worry, you'll definitely get a big kickback!"

Wu Yuehua looked at Ning Ruoyu.

"Please let me off the hook, Sister Zhang. Our president is the kind of student who takes things seriously," Ning Ruoyu said with a wry smile. "I didn't bring you here to rip you off. It's just that last night I saw that you still seemed to be enjoying yourself, so I thought I'd bring you here to meet your senior directly."

"Eh?"

"Wow, you're even more amazing than I imagined, Xiao Ning! You actually took one girl to meet another girl's parents!"

"I'm here for breakfast."

"Oh, breakfast? I seem to remember someone saying they can't eat milk or coffee for breakfast because they're bad for their stomach?"

"Sister Zhang, can you please shut up?"

"Of course, I'm going to send a message to Xiao Qiu—trust me, I'll keep my mouth shut the whole time."

"She'll drive me crazy, so please forgive me."

Wu Yuehua looked at the boy who was apologizing, and her eyes softened.

"...What a presumptuous junior."

She spoke softly, raising her head slightly.

[Next chapter preview: "What a womanizer, not even sparing the 'young lady'."]

When people discuss or share secrets, they generally prefer to talk to people their own age or those who are slightly more mature.

"Hmm, is one of your strings not tuned properly?"

"Rock..."

Chapter 105: My Senior is a Two-Dimensional Enthusiast

To die.

"So, I can understand that Ning Ruoyu, you brought other girls to see Gu Yin as a provocation against me?"

Why did you come to this conclusion?

The senior student and the president are having a heart-to-heart talk upstairs. Although I find it hard to believe that senior student Chu Guyin would have such a long talk, let's just assume that for now.

I was chatting with Chu Qingya in the staff lounge.

"Ah, 'Young Miss,' it's been a long time~"

“Men who change the subject when faced with an unpleasant problem are really awful,” Chu Qingya said with a smile. “Should I have Xiao Qiu come over and work overtime?”

"I'm sorry, I was wrong."

When cats get upset, they can be incredibly quirky and unreasonable. If it were just pure mischief, I could give them a gentle tap on the head, but she always manages to pinpoint a specific point and desperately try to get attention, making me want to surrender.

I looked away, and the 'young lady' called out to me in dissatisfaction. Then she jumped into my arms, stretched, and naturally lay down on my lap.

Yes, just like it.

"What a womanizer, not even sparing the 'young lady'."

"Miss Chu Qingya, isn't your aggression a bit too high?"

"Oh, you're feeling a bit awkward calling me by my full name without any title, so you're trying to cover it up like this?"

...I told you the three big ones are hard to mess with, right? Although the boss lady isn't exactly a widow, she clearly has the heart of a queen.

"If you can tell, please don't call me out on it. It's everyone's responsibility to protect young men's hearts."

"Hmph, if you made a request yourself, you should have the courage to fulfill it to be considered a real man, right?"

"..."

Seeing that I was silent for a moment, Chu Qingya shifted her gaze to my arm.

"How are the injuries there?"

"Hmm? Oh, that? I'm fine now. I think I can stop taking the medication soon."

"You can't stop right away. Sometimes it looks like it's healed, but it still needs a certain amount of time to heal." Chu Qingya poked around the wound on my arm with her finger. "Does it hurt anywhere else?"

"I don't feel anything at all. Oh right, actually, besides letting her meet Senior Gu Yin, there are some other things I wanted to do with my senior today."

"Huh? Didn't you come here to provoke me?"

"Why would you come to this conclusion..."

I said with a wry smile.

"Actually, it's about some things related to Lucheng University."

Although Chu Qingya didn't study at Lucheng University, both Sister Zhang and Sister Li at the front desk were students there. Among the people I know, they are probably the only ones who have access to certain information about Lucheng University.

Of course, asking Uncle Gold Tooth or information brokers is also an option. However, on the one hand, the information these people circulate is often confidential within the school, and I don't think it's necessary to go to such lengths at the moment; on the other hand, I don't want to abuse these methods.

Ultimately, what exactly happened to the senior student and what she was hiding is just my speculation. At least for now, putting aside the shock of the students at Linwai High School, from an outsider's perspective, it's just a matter of losing a debate.

"Hmm, I'll go ask for you later."

As expected of Chu Qingya, she quickly understood why I was asking her questions from across the room. When a high school student like me asks Sister Zhang or Sister Li, who are college students, I usually get top-down information—in other words, they're likely to provide information in the manner of telling a story to a child.

However, if it's an adult like the proprietress, they'd probably treat it like an equal conversation or gossip about their parents—people generally prefer to discuss and share secrets with peers or those who are slightly more mature. Too many younger or older people make it difficult to gather information.

"By the way, speaking of that girl, I think you should pay more attention to her."

Chu Qingya gently pointed upstairs with her finger, gesturing to me.

"Although I think you, Ning Ruoyu, must have noticed it too, that young girl still seems a bit off."

I just smiled and didn't respond.

……

When I got home, the building manager called me and said that they were still processing various registration manuals that day, so they were sorry that they couldn't deliver the spare key that evening.

Fortunately, we anticipated this possibility this morning and bought some of my senior's underwear, washed it, and hung it to dry on the balcony.

In some ways, human thought is quite interesting. Seeing underwear is unacceptable; seeing a bikini is acceptable. Being seen wearing worn undergarments is embarrassing; hanging unworn clothes on the balcony is fine.

...Before, I was always speechless when I saw the bizarre and varied clothes of the college couple next door, but now I feel like my own balcony is just as outrageous. The older sister and the younger sister definitely have completely different tastes and styles.

"Mmm, this feels so good~"

As Wu Yuehua emerged from the bathroom, she stretched. Perhaps it was because she had met with Chu Guyin today, but she seemed much more relaxed, unlike the tense atmosphere she had in the stairwell that day.

The shirt I lent her is still quite tight.

I subtly shifted my gaze. I'd had this feeling before; Senior Wu Yuehua seemed completely different at home compared to when she was out.

I simply cannot imagine the president stretching in the club or student council office.

"I'm planning to take a break from updating today, so is there anything I can help you with, junior?" President Wu Yuehua said to me, "like homework or book reviews."

"It's okay, I've almost finished those." I kept changing the finger positions of my left hand, just like the player in the video. I didn't have much trouble with the left-hand guitar technique because I had learned some tricks, but without actual practice, I always felt that I was still lacking in the pressure.

"Hmm, is one of your strings not tuned properly?"

Wu Yuehua sat to the side, listened attentively for a while, and then suddenly spoke up to give me a suggestion.

"???"

"It feels a bit loose. Could you try tightening it by about a quarter turn?"

"I clearly tuned it with the tuner before..." But I still did as my senior told me to.

"Ah, the sound it makes is indeed different."

I looked at Senior Wu Yuehua, who had an expression that seemed to take it all for granted.

"Senior, you wouldn't happen to be some kind of musical genius, would you?"

Wu Yuehua quickly waved her hand, "How could that be? But how do you think I met Guyin? I'm a music enthusiast myself."

Classical music or pop music?

"Well……"

Wu Yuehua subtly shifted her gaze.

"Rock..."

Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson? Why does that name even come up? Could it be that my senior actually likes...?

—Wrestling?!

"It's rock music!!!"

Seeing my subtle expression, Wu Yuehua explained with some embarrassment and annoyance.

"Hey, rock and roll..."

How subtle. Sorry, to be honest, my impression of rock music is just a bunch of people going crazy on stage, giving the middle finger, and dancing wildly like a madman.

"You absolutely mustn't tell anyone about this."

Senior Wu Yuehua sighed.

"When I was little, I was under a lot of pressure, so I learned to play the drums."

You must have had a lot of pressure when you were little, right?

Seeing my hesitant expression, Senior Wu Yuehua seemed a little unhappy.

"Because I'm a girl, my mom doesn't let me learn things like taekwondo or martial arts. If I learn music, I often end up breaking a regular musical instrument..."

Wreck-It Ralph! Judging from her appearance, she seems more like an artsy girl—she doesn't have a rock 'n' roll vibe at all.

...Speaking of which, what exactly does rock and roll feel like? I just think the term "rock and roll vibe" is cool, but I don't understand its meaning at all.

Moreover, I feel that there is not much difference between a Taekwondo girl and a drum set girl, but perhaps every family has its own hidden story.

"So when I saw Gu Yin's talent show in high school, I always felt admiration and envy for how he sat quietly on the stage playing the piano."

Since they were talking about Chu Guyin, Wu Yuehua became noticeably more talkative.

"It's like a little princess who stepped out of a fairy tale, no, it should be called a fairy or an elf? Even though the school can't put on much stage effects due to budget constraints, it always feels like an angel who has accidentally wandered into the human world from the forest or heaven."

"Sorry, you mentioned three different kinds of creatures in that sentence."

Angels, fairies, and elves. They could all be doing dungeon crawling. Let me go first... wow, what a failure!

"You understand what I mean, right?"

"I understand that to some extent."

"Right! It's like having your own kingdom in your heart, and the music flowing from your fingertips reveals glimpses of your inner world."