I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

After observing her surroundings, Kirishima Chiho deliberately asked, "Are you very dissatisfied, Natsugiri-san?"

"No." Xia Wuzhao shook her head.

"Hmm, so that means you're very dissatisfied." Kirishima Chiho smiled at Natsugiri Kai; "You can offer your opinions, but suggestions involving Se-se are absolutely not allowed!"

Xia Wuzhao stared blankly at Qianhui.

Chiho deliberately said, "The boys in our class keep suggesting things like maid cafes and bunny girl cafes. Suggestions like that are absolutely not allowed."

Xia Wuzhao said, "I hadn't even considered making such a suggestion."

"Uh-huh."

Kirishima Chiho nodded, it was unclear whether she believed her or not: "So what is your proposal?"

“I think the way our predecessors did is great, it’s so convenient,” Xia Wuzhao said.

"Oh, she hasn't given up on herself, has she?" Kirishima Chiho chuckled as she looked at Natsugiri Kai.

But Xia Wuzhao didn't speak.

“Actually, that kind of timid suggestion is also fine,” Kirishima Chiho said, looking at Asahi Aoi. “As long as Aoi is dressed properly, it’s okay as long as no one else sees it. We can just look at it ourselves, after all, Aoi has the best figure.”

"what?"

Aoi Asahi hadn't expected the fire to spread to her, and she quickly shook her head: "No, I will absolutely not wear that kind of clothing."

"Oh? You really don't know how to wear it?"

Kirishima Chiho deliberately asked, "Even if only Natsugiri-san sees it, you still won't wear it?"

Aoi hesitated for a moment.

Kirishima Chiho, as if she had caught him red-handed, immediately pointed at Asahi Aoi; "Ha, you hesitated."

Aoi quickly said, "I didn't. No matter what you say, I won't wear that kind of thing."

"Oh? You really don't know how?"

Kirishima Chiho teases Asahi Aoi.

"Absolutely not."

Asahi Aoi spoke succinctly.

But Kirishima Chiho just chuckled to herself.

The so-called Literature Department meeting remained in this state for the latter half.

Kirishima Chiho seems to have developed a fondness for teasing others.

Xia Wuzhao felt a little drowsy.

Chiharu Tokisaka was awakened by the shrill sound of an alarm clock, and she felt as if her head was about to split open.

My eyes are about to close too.

There was even an impulse.

"If there's no job, then there's no job."

But such a thought vanished without a trace in an instant.

I quickly got out of bed and turned off the alarm clock.

But the neighbors were still banging on the wall in dissatisfaction.

"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!"

She shouted loudly, took off her hair tie, and put on her clothes.

Then I went to the bathroom mirror to comb my hair. Because I had used something to hold it in place before going to bed, my hair didn't become very messy.

A light combing is all that's needed.

I washed my face to clear my head.

Grab your small bag, unplug the charging cable from your phone, and toss it onto the bed.

She put on her shoes and stood in the entryway, looking at her room.

It was extremely cramped, with the living room, kitchen, and bedroom all in the same room.

A few clothes hung on a simple shelf.

I'm going out.

The girl said something, locked the door, and walked quickly downstairs.

As I walked, I turned off my phone alarm to avoid disturbing others.

As she climbed the simple iron-framed stairs, she encouraged herself.

"Chiharu, do your best today."

Chapter 211 Bending Over, Sweat and Tears Flow

At 3:10, the second alarm went off.

At 3:30, it's time to board the tram.

Chiharu Tokisaka sat on the train, still feeling a bit of a headache.

"I really want to drink some ice water; it would make my headache feel better."

She covered her forehead, looking pained.

"If I had known, I would have washed my face one more time before I left."

Chiharu Tokisaka muttered to herself, somewhat reluctant to spend money on water.

I could only lean against the window, hoping to relieve my headache by feeling the breeze from the moving tram.

Her excessive worry about her hairstyle being messed up caused setbacks at work.

Chiharu Tokisaka pressed her hair down, but holding her arm up like that always made her tired. So she rested her arm on the window; the only advantage of this old-fashioned tram was that it let in a breeze.

Even though it was past 3 p.m., it was still incredibly hot.

Although the wind was blowing very hard, it was hardly cool at all.

The girl sighed, "If only it would rain."

If it rains, the weather will become cooler. If it rains, my workload will be slightly lighter.

Thinking this, Chiharu Tokisaka stared blankly outside.

Actually, she could have closed her eyes and rested for a while during this time, but Chiharu Tokisaka was afraid that she would oversleep and miss her stop.

Thus, they could only remain in this predicament.

In a daze, I arrived at the station.

When I got off the bus, I glanced at my phone, and the time displayed was exactly 3:40.

"There's still some time."

Chiharu Tokisaka murmured to herself as she washed her face with cold water in the station restroom. After clearing her head, she wiped the water off her face with a handkerchief.

She arrived near the convenience store ahead of time.

It's located on a street corner, and the trash can is some distance away.

"Perhaps that's why there are so few people on the night shift. It's a long way to go, but for me, it's not bad. I can handle past-the-best-period food much more easily."

The convenience store didn't look very big, and the automatic doors were covered with all sorts of advertisements.

On the left are a bench and a vending machine, and on the right is a triangular blackboard that can stand upright. You usually see these in front of coffee shops, but they're about knee-high, and they're covered with all sorts of discounts and promotions.

The surrounding area looks very clean and tidy.

"Oh, it's a directly operated store."

Suddenly feeling somewhat disappointed, she sighed and began to have second thoughts.

But her empty wallet prevented her from leaving. After looking around for a while, she walked a little further away, turned the corner, and found a less crowded place to walk.

It's not even four o'clock yet, and the agreed time is around five o'clock.

Arriving half an hour early is fine; arriving too early will only annoy people.

She sat on the bench, her back straight.

It's almost like a robot.

She didn't have that habit; she just did it because she was afraid of wrinkling her clothes.

That's why he maintains such a stiff posture.

Although it was tiring, it was worth it.

She was getting sleepier and sleepier, so she pulled up her sleeve and pinched her arm hard, trying to use the stinging pain to drive away her drowsiness.

Fortunately, it actually did have some use.

She persisted like this until 4:30, when she finally stood up, looked at the glass curtain wall next to her, and tidied her appearance.

Chiharu Tokisaka finally headed towards the convenience store.

She walked through the bustling crowd, trying to calm her racing heart.

He straightened his sleeves to cover the scars on his arms and went inside.

Welcome!

The sales clerk at the counter next to them said this with a smile.

Chiharu Tokisaka hurriedly stepped forward and said, "I'm Chiharu Tokisaka, here for the job interview. Please take good care of me."

The sales clerk glanced at Chiharu Tokisaka before her smile vanished.

It seems that maintaining a smile is quite tiring.

She said, "The store manager is in the manager's office inside. Just walk to the very back and go up the stairs to the second floor, and you'll see the manager's office."

Thank you very much.

Chiharu Tokisaka bowed deeply in gratitude.

"Not at all, we might be colleagues in the future," the sales clerk said with a gentle smile.

Chiharu Tokisaka thanked him again before walking inside.

She walked rather quickly, while the air conditioning in the store was quite comfortable.

The store wasn't very big; it was just a typical small convenience store. After passing through the shelves, she finally saw the stairs, which also led to the back door, which was slightly ajar.

"It's probably a place for slacking off."

Chiharu Tokisaka was quite familiar with the place, and she walked up the stairs to the second floor. The manager's office was indeed very conspicuous.

The words "Manager's Office" are pasted on the door.

She took a deep breath before walking over.

The girl knocked on the door three times, a perfectly normal knocking style.

"Come in."

The store manager's voice came from inside.

Chiharu Tokisaka then went inside and carefully closed the door.

The desk was located by the window, and a female store manager, who looked to be in her thirties, sat next to it.

"I am Chiharu Tokisaka, who was scheduled for an interview before 5 p.m. today. I am from Midori High School."

The girl stood at the door and said something to the shop manager.

"Okay, come here."

The female store manager pointed to the chair in front of the desk.

Chiharu Tokisaka then stepped forward and sat down in the chair. However, she behaved very politely and appeared quite reserved.

The female store manager didn't mind. After Chiharu Tokisaka was settled, she asked, "Have you ever had experience as a sales clerk before?"

"Yes, I have more than ten years of experience as a sales clerk."