"That's the question I should be asking you," Xia Wuzhao said calmly.

"Haha, I forgot." Chiho chuckled softly.

"That's right, Xia Wu always puts the choices in my hands. It's like playing a game, but games don't have this kind of hellish difficulty where one wrong choice ends the game."

"The chance to romance Natsume might truly be hellish difficulty."

Thinking this, Chiho said, "Then let's just stay here. We can just sit here and do nothing, enjoying the breeze, until noon."

After the unbearable grief of last night, she found herself incredibly happy simply looking at the gloomy sky and slowly passing the time.

Xia Wuzhao did not refuse.

Chiho leaned against the wall, watching the dark clouds drift across the sky.

Chiho was overjoyed whenever she could occasionally see a glimpse of white through the gaps in the dark clouds.

The school bell rang again and again, and the sky grew darker and darker.

It looks like it's going to rain.

Chiho said.

But no sooner had he finished speaking than a torrent of rain poured down.

The two of them had no choice but to squat against the wall, pressing themselves tightly against it, and stepping on the few centimeters of slope at the base of the wall to keep their shoes dry.

Fortunately, Xia Wuzhao had brought an umbrella, which she opened and held up.

But this transparent umbrella is really too small. It was just right for one person, but now it's not enough to hold both of them under the umbrella.

This just makes them even closer.

Chiho was practically nestled in Natsugiri Kai's arms. Natsugiri Kai held an umbrella steadily, watching the raindrops fall onto the transparent surface of the umbrella and then gather and fall from the edges.

The drops fell steadily along the edge of their bodies, splashing onto their legs.

Even so, neither of them said they wanted to leave.

Chiho seemed to be deliberately trying to start a conversation, looking at the umbrella that Natsumi was holding: "Did you buy this umbrella at the supermarket?"

"What's wrong?" Xia Wuzhao asked in return.

"Because you've been fooled. Look at the handle of this umbrella, it's covered in scratches." Chiho pointed at the handle and chuckled, "See, it definitely has a lot of scratches."

Xia Wuzhao looked at the umbrella handle and said, "It really does have a lot of scratches."

Xiao Ai thought of Xia Wuzhao in her heart, but Xia Wuzhao ignored her completely.

Chiho smiled smugly; "I never thought you could be fooled like that."

“I didn’t buy this in the store,” Xia Wuzhao said, turning the umbrella around. “There are twelve scratches on it. How could the store possibly sell this kind of umbrella?”

Chiho asked, "So, where did this umbrella come from?"

Xia Wuzhao said, "I brought it from my hometown, but I can't remember exactly where it came from. But isn't that normal? When you do a thorough cleaning, you'll find a lot of things around the house. Sometimes, you don't even know when you bought them."

“Be careful these things don’t turn into tsukumogami,” Chiho said. “Abandoned items accumulate resentment and then become tsukumogami that hate humans.”

"Do abandoned humans also harbor resentment?" Xia Wuzhao asked this strange question.

Chiho replied without hesitation, "Of course, abandoned humans will harbor resentment. However, many abandoned people don't even know who to resent, since most of them were abandoned in their early childhood when they had no memories of it."

Xia Wuzhao simply smiled at this.

"Don't you believe me?" Chiho was a little confused as to why Natsumi was smiling like that.

“I believe it, but sometimes those who are abandoned are not even as good as objects that might become tsukumogami. Because they don’t even have a trace of resentment in their hearts.”

Chapter 157 She was still studying diligently in the rain.

When Chiho and Natsugiri were huddled together to shelter from the rain.

Sunflower is studying.

They studied very diligently, while others had already relaxed.

But Aoi didn't feel this was a time to relax.

She remained as diligent as ever, finding a slight sense of pleasure in studying.

—The thrill of achievement.

It's like finally cultivating a flower, or seeing a star that blooms only for you.

"It's like feeling my emaciated self gradually becoming fuller."

She smiled slightly.

She glanced at Chiho's seat next to her and felt a little sorry for her.

Chiho and Natsugiri Kai took leave this morning, and Aoi Asahi certainly knew about the farce that happened this morning, and she also understood what they would do after skipping class.

It was nothing more than a kiss.

She herself had been kissed! And much earlier than Chiho.

Moreover, it was each other's first time, which was undoubtedly more precious than Chiho's.

With that thought in mind, she buried herself in her studies again.

"I just need to study hard now, and wait until my grades surpass Xia Wu's."

"Then everything will reverse."

"I will win!"

She was quite certain of this, so she didn't care even if Chiho and Natsugiri were doing something strange.

All I need to do is study.

Asahi Aoi said this to herself, glancing only at Chiho's empty table.

Then I took another look.

Take one more look.

She held the pen and began to study.

The rain outside the window grew even heavier, as if trying to completely suppress the heat.

What only made Aoi more and more agitated was that she shook the pen in her hand and frowned.

Only after taking a deep breath did I finally calm down.

"I just need to improve myself."

Asahi Aoi said these words to herself, she put all her random thoughts to the back of her mind and began to study seriously.

She's a very good girl; once she sets her mind on something, she'll stick to it.

The weather finally cleared up around noon.

As the dark clouds gradually disappeared, a clear blue sky appeared before everyone's eyes.

The brilliant sunlight fell from the sky, making everything sparkle.

Xia Wuzhao also put away her umbrella.

Looking at the puddle on the rooftop, Chiho said, "Mom is probably gone by now."

Are you so sure?

“Yes, because Mom simply can’t wait that long,” Chiho said confidently. “Mom has a party to attend today.”

With a strange smile on her face, she said, as if mocking herself, "Because I gave in yesterday. She finally has something to brag about again, so she couldn't wait to hold a party."

"At such gatherings, she wants to appear radiant, not disheveled and late."

"Therefore, she will absolutely not waste any more time here."

Chiho smiled and said, "So, we don't need to worry."

She was commenting on her mother, but it was as if she were commenting on someone indifferent.

Is that really the case?

Xia Wuzhao felt he couldn't make a judgment. He looked at Chiho in front of him and said, "Well then, we can go back now. But, did you take the key?"

"Of course I took it." Chiho took the key out of her pocket, and the key glittered in the sunlight.

The girl avoided the puddles and went to the stairwell, where she opened the door.

After leaving with Xia Wuzhao, she locked the door again: "That way, the other teachers won't find out we're on the rooftop."

"If the situation like today happens again in the future, we can hide here just like we do today."

Her crimson eyes looked at Xia Wuzhao, full of smiles.

With a mischievous smile on his face, he said to Xia Wuzhao as if to take credit, "How about that? I'm pretty smart, aren't I?"

"It's just cleverness," Xia Wuzhao gave a neither good nor bad answer.

However, Chiho was somewhat dissatisfied.

"At least praise me more, that way I'll have enough courage."

“What you need isn’t courage,” Xia Wuzhao said slowly and deliberately. “Do you really lack courage?”

“Of course I lack courage,” Chiho said definitively. “If I didn’t lack courage, I wouldn’t be unable to refuse my mother.”

She said it that way on purpose, treating what was actually an extremely important matter as a joke.

The goal is to render it harmless.

However, this was only subtly influencing Xia Wuzhao, so that when he saw yesterday's scene again, he wouldn't be angry and furious.

Xia Wuzhao gave Chiho a deep look: "You really do have a lot of clever tricks up your sleeve, Chiho."

“If you lacked courage, you wouldn’t have come up to me this morning.”

"Does this give you courage?" Chiho asked.

Xia Wukai seemed lost in memories because of Chiho's question. After a long while, he said, "Yes, that's a sign of courage."

"You talk like you've actually experienced something like that," Chiho said, sticking out her tongue in a cute way.

Xia Wuzhao said, "I haven't experienced it myself, but it feels very familiar."

Chiho smiled and said, "If you haven't experienced it, how can it feel so familiar?"

She asked this with a smile, but Xia Wuzhao did not answer.

He simply said, "I just heard your mother pushing things around downstairs with a lot of noise. The literary society is probably a mess right now."

"Let's go tidy up first."

Saying this, Xia Wuzhao took the lead and walked down the stairs.

Chiho looked at Natsumi's retreating figure and felt something was off.

"Could something have really happened in his past?"

She frowned, but couldn't figure out what had happened in the past.

She could only follow Xia Wuzhao downstairs, trailing behind her.

Listening to the echoes of footsteps in the stairwell, I felt extremely relaxed, as if my body had disappeared.

Only the soul is drifting.

When I arrived at the Literature Club, it was indeed in a mess.

The bookshelf was tilted, and the books inside had all fallen to the ground.

Looking at the scene, Chiho complained, "It's such a mess. It looks like it'll take a long time to clean up."

Xia Wuzhao said, "Why not just treat it as a renovation? This time you can decorate the Literature Club according to your own ideas, instead of continuing to use the old Literature Club."

Chiho listened to Natsumi Kai's words and said with a smile, "It's not according to my style, it's according to our style. After all, you'll be helping out, so you'll definitely unconsciously use your style."

"However, being able to start over is indeed a happy thing."

"It's so great to be able to start over."

Chapter 158 The bittersweet secret is a code only you know.

When Aoi Asahi arrived at the Literature Club at noon, the two of them were still organizing various things in the club.

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