They are still close to me today despite their negative feelings

[Next chapter preview: ...For her mental health, let's pretend we didn't see it.]

Surprisingly, the zipper that wasn't zipped up actually revealed something.

What are you doing?

"...Check...the body."

This kind of scrutiny was different from the way wealthy women used to look at merchandise in stores. It was more like a kitten curiously observing something it didn't understand.

Chapter Two: There are too many silly and beautiful girls!

Great. If I walk to school at this pace, the morning meeting will start around the time I sit down.

There was still a long street to go before school, and many students walking around looked hurried. Unlike me, they probably weren't sure how long it would take them to get to class, so most of them seemed a little flustered.

See, this is the value of years of clocking in and out – even arriving at work a second later counts as overtime.

Just as I was thinking this, a short-haired girl who looked somewhat familiar hurriedly skipped past me carrying two bags.

An Yu? So she also followed this path.

I frowned and glanced at her. At that moment, she was carrying breakfast in her left hand and a black bag in her right hand, running towards the school gate.

As she passed the trash can, she threw her breakfast in without hesitation.

Oh? Is there some explanation for this behavior?

She stood blankly in front of the trash can, blinking at the bag in her right hand, looking like a rabbit whose carrot had been stolen, her entire dejected state visibly apparent.

For her mental health, let's just pretend we didn't see it.

As I was thinking this, I saw her bite her lip in resentment, then reach into the trash can while looking around nervously.

Just to clarify, there weren't many people at this time because it was so close to class. Plus, most people were rushing because they weren't sure if they were late, so I was the only one who managed to stay at my original pace and fall behind.

And so, as we were drinking our breakfast milk, we suddenly looked at each other without warning.

Ugh, this is so troublesome. How about we just pretend we didn't see each other?

Although I really wanted to reach a consensus with her, An Yu's face instantly turned bright red, and then, with a whoosh, the bag in her right hand slid through the air with her vigorous movements.

Snack wrappers were scattered all over the floor.

Oh, I see. That bag was indeed a garbage bag.

I quietly put on my wireless earphones and then walked past her with a blank expression.

I need to pick up the pace a bit; I slowed down a little earlier, or I'll be late for the morning meeting.

"Ning, Ning Ruoyu!"

Sorry, I've decided to go to the police station to change my name. I'll just post "Cut Line" here for now.

"Ning Ruoyu!"

Tsk, An Yu, standing next to the trash can, is blocking the passage. The plan to pretend I didn't hear it has failed.

"Oh? An Yu? What a coincidence, I didn't even notice."

I took off my headphones, which weren't playing any music, and said with a surprised look.

"Huh? You didn't see it? You really didn't see it?"

You really believed it?

I blinked.

"What do you see?"

"It's good that you didn't see it, it's good that you didn't see it!"

An Yu cautiously looked up at me, then patted her chest as if she had breathed a sigh of relief.

"?"

"No, nothing's wrong! That's all for now! Goodbye!"

When I asked her in a questioning tone, she shook her head repeatedly like a startled rabbit, then glanced at the trash can with a somewhat unwilling expression.

Now that things have come to this, forget about your breakfast...

"Hurry, we're going to be late! Ning Ruoyu, you'd better hurry up too!"

Although unwilling, the three-second rule no longer applied to putting breakfast into the bucket. An Yu finally gave up struggling, reminded me, and ran towards the school first.

"Oh, your backpack zipper isn't zipped up..."

Although I really wanted to remind her, An Yu was running too fast and didn't hear me at all.

Oh well, it shouldn't be anything serious anyway.

Just as I was about to follow them into the school gate, I was suddenly grabbed by a sanitation worker behind me.

"You brat! You've made such a mess of the street and you think you can just run away without a word?!"

"Huh? Wait a minute, wait a minute, I didn't do this. It was that girl who broke her trash bag."

"The girl you were just chatting and laughing with? Why didn't you keep her? You seem like a really nice person!"

……

"I'm so sorry, I ...!!"

As soon as the morning classes ended, An Yu pulled me into the corridor.

"Never mind, you didn't do it on purpose."

Although it took me half an hour to clean up the snack wrappers, I wasn't actually that angry after seeing the "confusion-surprise-realization-guilt" expression on her face when I walked in.

"Here, these green beans are for you. Please forgive me!"

The girl pulled several packets of snacks from her skirt pocket, hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and stuffed them all into my hand.

No, I'm reminded of the pain of painstakingly picking up those tiny packages flying everywhere this morning.

But in the end, I reluctantly put these things into my pocket, feeling that if I didn't, I would encounter another kind of trouble.

"If there's nothing else..."

If there's nothing else, I'd like to leave quickly.

However, An Yu, who was still reluctantly watching the snacks being put into my pocket, immediately came to her senses.

"Oh right, Ning Ruoyu, when you were cleaning the streets this morning and when you went to the classroom, did you see a booklet?"

An Yu gestured slightly with her hand to show me, "It's this size, with a sky-blue cover."

Surprisingly, the zipper that wasn't zipped up actually revealed something.

As I thought this to myself, I shook my head.

"No."

"I see." The girl looked frustrated and uneasy for a moment, but quickly regained her composure.

"Then forget it. I'm really sorry, I'm so sorry."

"without……"

"Ning Ruoyu! What are you doing bothering An Yu again?!"

I'm so tired. I have something to do now.

"I thought you'd finally behaved yourself, but you've come back to life, haven't you! Don't think everyone will forget what you've done in the past. Don't you have any dignity? You think being a simp is fun and you want to be one forever, huh!"

"Ah, that's not it, Xiao Dan, listen to me!"

"What are you saying! An Yu, you're too kind. That's why you get harassed by people like him! Look at the female students he harassed before, he wouldn't dare to mess with any of them now!"

"I've already said that's not how it is."

"What else could it be? Why would they call you alone in this dark corner of the corridor? What other purpose could it be if they were guilty and didn't want to be discovered?"

Hey, hey, hey, what did this dark corridor do to deserve this? An Yu, who was called to this place, was completely stunned.

They look a little pitiful.

I suppressed a sigh, checked my surroundings again, and suddenly stood up.

The two girls seemed startled by my actions, even interrupting their spellcasting of ponytails.

"I'm busy rushing to the cafeteria to grab food, you guys chat first."

With my ponytail's loud voice, I could feel many passersby turning their attention to me. This omen of a repeat of what happened a month ago made me decide to start using Run directly.

Anyway, it's just a misunderstanding, and An Yu should be able to explain it away. For me, the more important thing right now is the school's reputation.

If I am misunderstood by onlookers again, I will go from being a leech to a paramecium.

As I was thinking this, I suddenly saw the girl who had been playing the piano alone in the practice room yesterday now swaying precariously, holding a stack of flyers that almost buried her head.

"Hey, in this position!"

Having cleaned up dishes in the nightclub before, I quickly noticed that the way the girl was carrying the flyer was very illogical and dangerous. The flyer was putting most of its weight on her wrists and forearms, preventing her from using her upper arms to exert force.

Sure enough, the moment I spoke up to remind her, she seemed to stumble because she stepped on something, and lost her balance.

Please, have mercy on me.

Although the simplest course of action would have been to leave her enough space to fall, thus preventing injuries like sprained joints, I decided to run over and, partly because we were members of the same club, and partly to avoid being seen as indifferent by other students passing by, I managed to protect her vital joints before she fell.

Boom!

The flyers scattered and fluttered in the sky. Despite the pain, I glanced at the general content.

"Qingyin Club is looking for new people"

The name of the minister listed below is "Chu Guyin". The section for department members is empty.

"..."

As I was still pondering the meaning of the flyer, an emotionless gaze fell upon me.

"sorry."

"Thanks……"

To my surprise, the first genuine thank you I heard in this world came from this purple-haired girl who clearly disliked me.

"Move your joints around and check if there are any injuries."

After helping her up, I reminded her while picking up the flyers scattered around us.

...It feels like we've been cleaning the streets all day.

"Where are you going to put all these things? If there are so many, I'll help you take them all over."

As I spoke, I looked up and saw that the girl was doing her morning exercises very seriously (?).

What are you doing?

"...Check...the body."

I know, she's a beautiful idiot.

I sighed inwardly.

"There's no need for such a thorough check. Just move around and twist as you like."

"Twist...?"

"Never mind, doing calisthenics is fine too, consider it a comprehensive check-up."

It's too much trouble, so I'll just start talking nonsense.

However, the other party obediently nodded and then actually continued the action.

Oh well, as long as I stay far away, it won't affect my reputation.

With that thought in mind, I kept my head down and picked up the flyers, afraid that others would discover that I had some connection with this strange girl.

But to my surprise, the passersby didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with the girl doing calisthenics (?), but instead gave me suspicious looks as I picked up the flyers.

So, is it really true that beautiful girls can do anything and still be considered pleasing to the eye without anyone finding it strange? Isn't this world way too twisted?!

After picking up all the flyers, the girl had finished her morning exercises (?), and was now standing there without any attempt to hide herself, looking at me with curious eyes.