I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

"But if you do nothing, you're guaranteed not to sell anything."

Natsugiri Kai answered Asahi Aoi's question in this way.

After placing the watering can aside, Asahi felt a pang of hesitation and sorrow.

"These past few days, Xia Wuzhao has brought two lunch boxes every noon. Every time I ask him why, he always has a reasonable explanation for why he has two."

"He probably did it on purpose, but I'm not sure. Xia Wuzhao's words were half true and half false, making it hard to tell."

Aoi Asahi was filled with sorrow, but her face wore a mocking expression.

She said, "You know I will definitely buy it. That's why I'm not afraid of wasting it."

Xia Wuzhao said, "That's about it, so are you going to buy it?"

He looked at the sunflower.

Aoi was momentarily embarrassed, but she forced herself to maintain her composure.

She feigned disdain and pulled out a hundred yen note at Xia Wuzhao: 'Here you go, your hundred yen.'

Xia Wuzhao caught the coin and put it into her wallet.

This wallet contains many of these coins, and they all belong to Asahi Aoi.

Today's bento box was as plentiful as ever, and even included some fruit slices.

Asahi found a knife and a plate, carefully peeled the apples and pears, and then cut them into crescent-shaped pieces and placed them on the plate.

The two of them casually ate the fruit from the plate while chatting.

Asahi said, "Did you see that today? They were clapping for us."

"If you're not disabled, you should be able to see it."

Xia Wuzhao answered casually.

"You're not so smug, are you, Natsugiri Kai?" Asahi Aoi said, as if giving a warning. "Today is just an exception, only today. They seem as kind as characters from an anime."

"But—when today is over, or even just seeing you on the way home from school, it will become as awful and hateful as usual."

As she spoke, her tone unconsciously turned sharp and sarcastic.

Are you referring to your own experience?

Xia Wuzhao's tone was not enthusiastic.

Aoi paused for a moment, then combed her hair as if to cover it up.

"I'm talking about what you might experience."

She answered with a hint of stubbornness, but then added, "Or perhaps I'm right too."

"However, they are really vulgar."

Aoi Asahi shook her head as if nothing was wrong, and said, "I usually just pretend to be so gloomy. I just don't want to have anything to do with them."

At this point, she seemed to have found some basis for her statement: "I also hate trouble, which is why I don't want to deal with them."

"Moreover, by the time we reach the Second New Tokyo, these smug girls will become ordinary."

Asahi Aoi said this as if she had already won.

But Xia Wuzhao just looked at her, silently looking at her.

Aoi fell silent, but then smiled as if to hide her embarrassment.

"what happened?"

She asked that question.

"A roaring lion can embrace the world, while a silent lion is a corpse lying on the ground, ready to be torn apart by hyenas."

Xia Wuzhao said calmly.

Chapter 41 The Unpredictable and Twists-and-Twins Heart of a Young Girl

On April 29th, the ten-day May Day holiday began.

Today, Aoi was wearing her usual sailor uniform and leather shoes, which was her most presentable outfit.

The only difference was that the socks she was wearing today were different from usual; normally she would wear cotton calf socks.

But today she was wearing black pantyhose in size 60 denier.

Sitting on the bed, she was a little confused about how to put on pantyhose. Since it wasn't allowed at school, she had to try and experiment several times before finally figuring out the correct way to wear them.

She had never tried pantyhose before; she had only bought this pair yesterday after school at a 100-yen store—her first pair of pantyhose.

After finally getting dressed and ready to leave, Keiko teased, "Aoi Asahi, which little man are you going to see today?"

"Why are you wearing pantyhose? Who are you trying to seduce?"

Huizi was dressed very flamboyantly today, with heavy makeup and a pungent fragrance.

Aoi didn't want to pay attention to Keiko, so she walked past her and went straight to wash up.

Keiko was very dissatisfied with Aoi's performance. She snorted and stormed out of the house.

She has a date today, and if it goes well, she'll be able to win over Yajima Jiro during the May Day holiday.

She was so confident that she looked down on Asahi Aoi's behavior of wearing her school uniform on a date, and even felt a little contempt for it.

The atmosphere at home was stiff and suffocating, and even though Keiko had left, the atmosphere had not improved.

It's as if Keiko left some kind of residue here, and that stuff keeps emitting unpleasant radiation.

Asahi stood in front of the sink, carefully washed her face, and then washed her hair again with soap.

Hair washed with soap looks dark and shiny.

She wiped it several times with a towel, but it was still a little damp.

The girl pinched her own hair and looked at herself in the mirror again and again.

"That should be fine, right?"

She hesitated and felt a little uneasy, thinking that her wet hair was not very presentable.

But if she didn't take care of it from beginning to end, she felt it wasn't serious enough.

There was no hairdryer at home, so she could only wipe it with a towel, but even after wiping it several times, it still looked too wet.

Aoi hesitated for a moment, then had no choice but to give up.

She glanced down at the pantyhose that rippled across her legs, revealing her skin, and carefully tugged at them a little before letting them stretch back onto her legs.

"Is this good enough?"

The slightly translucent texture made Asahi feel a little shy, but more than that, she felt uneasy.

Neither of them had a cell phone, so they arranged a meeting place in advance.

—It's inside that train station by the sea.

You won't encounter any townspeople there; you'll only meet tourists.

It's a perfect location for sunflowers.

After she finished washing up, she took a hair tie and a hair clip.

But when she stood at the entrance, the girl was still a little hesitant.

She looked down at her legs encased in black pantyhose and hesitated before asking, "Should I change back?"

The girl was uneasy, yet somewhat unwilling to give up.

After hesitating for a while, she finally said, "Let's forget about it."

Finally, she walked out the door and locked it.

When she got downstairs, she looked up and squinted slightly at the sun.

The sun was shining brightly today, and the sky was unbelievably clear.

As I walked along the road, I could already see scattered tourists here.

Sunflowers avoided the tourists, walking in the shade where no one knew them, hiding from their gazes.

It was her first time wearing pantyhose, and she felt a little uncomfortable; the wind made her feel chilly.

Moreover, the excessive tightness in the legs makes one unconsciously notice it.

I boarded the tram without any major incidents, and then, as usual, hid in a corner.

When they reached the seaside station, Aoi got off the train.

There was no one here; it was empty and quiet.

Her previous anxiety vanished instantly.

Sitting on the bench, she crossed her legs. Looking at the sheen spreading across her stockings, she took out a hairband and hair clips from her pocket and tidied her hair.

Spread your hair out slightly and let it dry as quickly as possible.

Asahi Aoi decided to fix her bangs once her hair had dried a little.

She placed her hands on her legs, the slippery feel making Asahi Aoi feel a little uncomfortable.

Her fingertips lightly brushed against her knees, and the stretched stockings allowed her to easily feel the fine threads inside.

After a while, Aoi felt that her hair was getting a little dry.

She fiddled with it slightly and pinched it for a while.

Then she began to tidy her hair, using black hair clips to part her bangs and secure them diagonally. On the other side, she used a hairband to tie up her sideburns.

After carefully tidying it up again, she finally felt it was suitable.

She waited anxiously, glancing out into the distance along the tracks every now and then.

However, the trams that kept passing by without stopping left her somewhat disappointed.

She lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers.

"Has he forgotten?"

Aoi looked somewhat disappointed and doubtful.

When the tram passed by here again, it finally stopped.

Xia Wuzhao got out of the car. He was also wearing his school uniform today, but not because he didn't have any clothes, but for other reasons.

When he arrived at the station, he found Asahima hanging her head in frustration.

"What are you doing?"

Xia Wuzhao said this.

Aoi was startled and suddenly stood up.

The girl's delicate face looked exceptionally radiant in the sunlight, while her moist eyes resembled those of a frightened fawn. Her long hair swayed slightly, and it took her a long time to finally calm down.

Her gaze became slightly unnatural, and she could only say in a somewhat reproachful tone, "You're late, Xia Wuzhao."

"No, it should be just right."

Xia Wuzhao showed Asahi Aoi the watch on her wrist, and found that it was exactly eight o'clock.

The time they agreed on was also eight o'clock.

"Have you been here for a long time?" Xia Wuzhao asked, looking at the pretty and charming girl in front of her.

"No," Aoi denied instinctively. "I just arrived a little earlier than you."

After saying this, she looked at Xia Wuzhao.

There seemed to be some anticipation in my heart.

But Xia Wuzhao looked at her indifferently, which made Asahi Aoi somewhat discouraged.

He said, "Let's go. Aren't we doing club activities? Let's go to school, get our tools, and then head out."

Aoi, however, sat on the bench and said, "No, I don't want to go."

She was throwing a tantrum.

Xia Wuzhao sat down next to her: "Then looking at the sea would be nice too."