I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

But when I came to my senses, the room still smelled faintly of foul odor and was damp everywhere.

The pot of boiling water kept buzzing and emitting a piercing, sharp screech.

Qianchun then walked over, tore open the packaging of the noodles, grabbed a small handful, and put them into the pot of boiling water.

The bubbling boiling water instantly calmed down.

Then, even thicker white foam appeared.

The girl picked up a bowl, filled it with water, and poured some into the pot.

The boiling water calmed down.

After repeating this three times, the girl finally turned off the fire.

After waiting a while, I finally picked up the pot lid.

Steam instantly filled the air, burning the girl's fingers and making her shiver uncontrollably.

Place the lid aside and pour some oil into the pot.

Chiharu Tokisaka took a pair of long chopsticks and stirred the oil in the pot, watching it splatter everywhere.

She then scooped the noodles out and placed them in a bowl.

Then I scooped out some more broth and poured it on top.

Carrying the bowl and chopsticks, I came to the low table.

She sat cross-legged to the side, eating noodles with her head down.

It didn't have much flavor; you could only taste a slight saltiness and oiliness.

The taste wasn't very good either; in fact, it was rather bad.

When I tasted it, I even felt that some of the noodles were a bit hard.

She bit off a piece and looked inside, finding that it was still somewhat whitish.

—It turns out that some of them were not fully cooked.

However, Chiharu Tokisaka simply continued eating. Only after finishing the bowl of rice did she numbly raise her head.

Looking at the bright neon lights outside the window.

What will my future look like?

Chapter 245 is truly pathetic, and then despicable.

The sun was shining brightly on Sunday morning.

The leaves along the roadside were shimmering with a rich light. After washing up, Sunflower went to the yard to check if her clothes were dry.

I touched it briefly and found it was still a little cold.

"It probably hasn't dried yet."

She muttered something and then knocked on Xia Wuzhao's door again: "Xia Wu, are you going to air out the quilts today? The weather is nice today, and the forecast says there's no rain yet."

After getting up, Xia Wu went to wash up while yawning.

"Then let's air out the blankets."

As he said this, he asked the girl, "But aren't you going to work today?"

"Going to work," Aoi Asahi said to Kai Natsugiri. "But, just like yesterday. There are a lot of troublesome things to deal with at the cultural festival."

She complained, “Some guys can’t understand classical dramas at all, yet they ask me to give them pointers, even though I don’t understand them either. I can only read them from the book, but they always say things like, ‘Wow, that’s amazing!’”

"Sometimes I feel like, 'Oh, are they being sarcastic or something?'"

"Then just refuse." Xia Wuzhao said, carrying her own blanket after washing up.

"However, after spending some time with them, I realized that they were sincere." Asahi sighed; "They don't seem to care much about their studies."

"Really? Everyone at Midori High School must be a top student, right?" Natsumi asked Asahi Aoi.

"Who knows?" Aoi Asahi didn't understand either; "But I did ask them why they insisted on having me give them guidance."

"Guess what they said?" Aoi Asahi asked, slightly puzzled.

"Because you're a good student?"

Xia Wuzhao casually gave a reason.

"That's not how it is," Aoi Asahi denied. "However, that is indeed part of the reason."

"However, the most important reason is that I am both a member of the literary society and a librarian. So they assumed that I must know a lot about literature."

Do I look like a literary girl?

She suddenly asked Xia Wuzhao this question.

"If you dress up a bit, you'll look like a literary girl."

Xia Wuzhao placed the cup on the rocking chair and the small round table.

"How should I dress?" Asahi Aoi folded up the parasol, letting the sun shine on the cup.

“Wear two loose, low-hanging braids and put on flat-screen glasses,” Xia Wuzhao said. “And dress simply.”

"Really? But my hair is black."

Asahi held up her sideburns; "Look, if you braid black hair, won't it look bulky? Generally speaking, braids look better with light-colored hair, like light blonde or red."

"It looks fluffy and shiny."

Xia Wuzhao said, "That's why I said you can deliberately make it a little fluffy."

"No, it doesn't look good."

Aoi Asahi rejected Natsugiri Kai's suggestion.

“It should be finely woven,” Xia Wuzhao said. “The main thing is to create a light and airy feel.”

Aoi thought for a moment: 'That would be nice, but it's still too much trouble.'

“There are now machines that automatically braid hair, and I’ve seen other people use them,” Xia Wuzhao said. “You just put your hair in, and it can quickly braid a nice braid.”

"But that would cost a lot of money, wouldn't it?" Aoi Asahi worried.

"It's just at the level of a 100-yen shop," Natsuki Kai said.

"Then let's go to the 100-yen store after we finish work."

Aoi nodded.

She was hitting the blanket with a stick, but she didn't dare to hit it too hard.

Because the bottom is a table, which is also a chair.

"Summer mist".

"Ok?"

“I suggested that we hang a rope on the balcony, which would make it easier to dry the clothes.”

“But there’s nowhere to put the rope here.” Xia Wuzhao looked around. “Let’s buy a clothes rack. That way we can hang clothes and air out blankets. When we’re not using it, we can put it away.”

"That's settled then." Aoi nodded. "But isn't the clothes rack a bit too big? We'll have to buy it online."

"Then let's buy it online."

Xia Wuzhao said, "However, it should be time to go to school now. At this time, many people should already be at school, especially those who participated in the cultural festival. When they are enthusiastic, they wish they could be at school by seven o'clock."

"Hmm." Aoi washed her hands and shook them a few times.

"But I'll ask Chiho if there's anything I need to do. I'm going to school anyway, so I can do it while I'm there."

She turned on her phone and sent a message to Chiho in the group chat.

Asahi: Chiho, I'm going to work at the school. Is there anything you need me to do?

"I deliberately didn't say that Natsugiri would be going too, because if I did, Chiho would definitely come along as well."

"I'm enjoying my time with Natsume."

"I—how despicable of me, Chiho is my friend."

Chiho: I remember there's a collection of light novels in the library. If possible, could you organize them and put them in the literature club? That would make things easier for our literature club activities during the cultural festival.

Asahi: Okay, I'll try to organize a box.

Chiho: Thank you, Aoi.

After sending the message, Chiho leaned back in her chair and tapped her thigh with her phone.

"Going to school? Xia Wu will probably go to school too. After all, someone told her about it."

Chiho murmured, "But Aoi, are you really that afraid that I'll get entangled with Natsugiri Kai?"

"Then I won't go there today."

As the girl spoke, she opened her phone and found Chiharu Tokisaka's contact information.

Waiting for the call to connect.

Chiharu Tokisaka woke up very early on Sunday.

Because she went to bed early yesterday, she got plenty of sleep, which made her feel a little lazy.

I glanced at my room.

She thought—if she had time, she would do a thorough cleaning.

When her phone rang, she picked it up and glanced at it.

She paused slightly when she realized it was Chiho calling before answering the phone.

"Hello, hello. Is this Chiharu-senpai?"

Chiho's laughing voice came from the other end of the phone.

The girl rubbed her cheeks, forcing herself to smile, before replying, "It's me, Chiho. Is there something you need for my call today?"

"I want to ask Chiharu, do you know where Natsugiri lives?"

Chiho asked softly.

Although Chiharu Tokisaka was somewhat puzzled, she still answered, "I don't know."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Chiho's tone clearly betrayed some disappointment.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

Chiharu Tokisaka suddenly asked this question.

"I—how despicable of me, I clearly want to make money off Chiho, yet I'm acting like I want to help her."

"I'm such a hypocrite."

Chiharu's expression was somewhat sad, but her tone was filled with a cheerful smile: "I happen to be free today, and I can't refuse to help my junior."

"Oh, thank you so much." Chiho said with a hint of happiness; "I actually wanted to give Natsugiri a surprise, but I can't find where Natsugiri lives. So, I'm quite worried."

"If you could help me find out where Xia Wu lives, that would be great. Xia Wu is right here at school. But please don't say it's what I asked for, and don't ask her directly. Otherwise, Xia Wu will definitely guess, and then my surprise won't be a surprise anymore."

"What you're describing is stalking?"

Chiharu Tokisaka frowned and said jokingly in a low voice, "Do you want me to follow Natsugiri Kai?"

"No, no, no, how is this stalking?" Chiho denied. "It was just a joke between friends. I just wanted to give Natsume a surprise."

Chiharu Tokisaka hesitated.

"But no matter what, it's still stalking. Do I really have to do it?"

"But Chiho is also Natsugiri's girlfriend, right? Natsugiri often asks me to deliver flowers to Chiho, so this shouldn't be a bad thing, right?"

Hesitant, Chiharu Tokisaka couldn't make a decision.

"Tokisaka-senpai, your living conditions must be really bad right now. Is it because you can't find a job, and your family has high expectations for you?"

Chiho suddenly said that.

"You investigated me?" Chiharu Tokisaka asked, frowning.