There is something wrong with my infinite flow teammates!

"It turns out that I have always regarded that thing as an unattainable luxury, so my brain has closed off that feeling and that part of my feelings for others..."

So that's how it is. Because we attach great importance to feelings, we treat everyone 'equally', but this is just deceiving ourselves.

Because when there is an emergency, I will subconsciously prioritize the "acquaintances" I know...

He escaped from the avalanche and before he passed out, he was thinking about why he couldn't see Yukino in the carriage. Then the first thing he did after waking up was to go back and look for Yukino to see if she was still alive.

In the Alien Pyramid, the first person she thought of when something unexpected happened was Yukino. After hugging the wrong person, she was unexpectedly left alone with Hui...

He was killed by the Queen, and when he woke up, he was the first to care about Yukino's safety...

"Yukino-senpai is very important to my brother."

'You are all the same in my heart.'

"It's different, but I personally think it's the same. In fact, it's different. I was avoiding something, which led to me forgetting 'it' later." Kitahara Sora murmured.

When did it start? That girl walked into my own world. My feelings towards her... no, it's emotions. Why are they different from those of others?

Why did I develop feelings for Yukino only because Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't 'abandon' Yukino?

In fact, even if she ran away alone, I would not have any ill feelings towards her. After all, if I put myself in her shoes, in the eyes of Kasumigaoka Utaha, Yukino's behavior at that time could be said to be "hopelessly stupid."

Why was it that when Yukino said she didn't want to attend the meeting and wanted to go to class for a day, the first thing she thought of was to prepare a bento for her as well?

What went wrong...what was it that I forgot?

'Buzz-'

The vibration in his pocket suddenly interrupted Beiyuan Kong's thoughts, and after turning on the screen, a line of cold text appeared.

"Nine o'clock in the morning, Chiba Station."

It was sent by Yukino. She didn't leave the address when I called her before and hung up in a hurry. She didn't add any extra nonsense, which is also her usual style.

——By the way, I suddenly remembered that when nothing happened at home, I was also a teenager.

I have also liked all kinds of things - anime girls, KanColle, and the one who married the coal boss...first love.

Even if you use anime and games to numb yourself later, at least you are fully engaged when you are having fun.

I have fantasized and YYed about how nice it would be if the perfect girl in the anime appeared by my side, a gentle ship girl, a cute and arrogant loli, a mature and intellectual queen...

After coming to this world, it seems that I have 'forgotten' this thought.

After Louis' death, facing the vicious fleeing soldiers, she looked at herself quietly.

After hesitating for less than a second, he took off the bulletproof vest that was still warm from his body temperature and handed it over.

I remember that at that time, in order to hide her shyness, she said without any tone: "Humans are more dangerous than zombies, don't die..."

Although she turned her face away, her ears turned red.

"——As compensation, can you please cook me a bucket of instant noodles? ——I'm hungry." The girl leaned her forehead against him intimately, and her soft whispers echoed in his ears.

At that time, the hot breath from her mouth hit my face, it was a heat that could melt ice and snow.

Why did I just remember it now? Yukino's breath smells so good...

"Are you ready?" the girl asked softly.

'It just killed my friend.'

"You will die. Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Being afraid of death and having the courage to die are two different concepts."

"Okay, I understand." After she asked, she found a grenade from the pile of corpses and handed it to me, and then said, "I wish you good luck in martial arts."

I couldn't move, so I could only let her hold the remaining half of my body in her arms. She smiled beautifully, and her embrace was very warm...

Her tears dripped into her mouth, and the taste was also salty.

In the bitterly cold Antarctic, when the Queen's body turned into fireworks, she rushed over to her 'strange' self without hesitation and hugged her tightly.

She recognized herself at first sight without any hesitation.

She only had one arm left to move, but that arm felt very powerful, and even gave her the illusion of suffocation.

When she was branded as a 'betrayer', she did not reject it like others, and even fed herself...

So that's how it is. It's different. Her position in my heart is different from others. It's unique.

My feelings towards her are different from others.

So this is ah.

I seem to have fallen in love with Yukino for a long time!

Kitahara Sora suddenly shuddered all over, and after focusing his eyes, Yukino's information became clear again.

Reading these few words, my heart began to beat uncontrollably, and even my breathing became a little rapid.

Why did I suddenly get nervous? I didn't even feel this way when I faced the evil god!

Have you forgotten what it feels like to like someone?

It's like this, after 'forgetting', you won't feel anything even if you have close contact, because you will subconsciously ignore and filter out that kind of emotion.

Once this layer of window paper is broken, everything will be different.

Kitahara Sora took a deep breath, tapped the screen a few times with his slightly trembling fingers, and then pressed the send button.

Chapter 11: Abnormal Yukino

Today is Sunday, so there are not many people taking the light rail to work or school, and Yukino also specifically set the meeting time at nine o'clock.

It is now past eight in the morning. The rising sun lights up the city, heralding the beginning of a bustling day.

Outside the ticket hall, a boy was staring blankly at the warm sun.

Yes, he was in a daze because he had a rare insomnia last night.

The boy was very handsome, with a smooth, fair face that exuded a cold and angular handsomeness, and the contours looked as if they had been carefully carved with a knife and an axe; his eyebrows were like sharp swords, and his eyes were like stars, but if you look closely, you can find that the dark and deep pupils under his eyelashes seem too indifferent.

The boy's refreshing short hair reflected an intoxicating glow in the sun, and his bangs fluttered slightly like catkins in the faint morning breeze.

It was now late May, and summer was just a few days away, so he only wore an abstract wolf totem T-shirt on his upper body and a pair of loose grey cropped trousers on his lower body.

Below the exposed, seemingly strong and powerful calves is a pair of white casual shoes.

By the way, the boy also has a handsome men's crossbody bag hanging on his chest. This outfit gives him the image of a sunny boy who looks casual but not casual, relaxed but not frivolous.

Well, if only he didn't have such a stone cold poker face.

Beiyuan Kong's mind was in a mess. He looked up at the rising sun in the east. The dazzling light made him squint slightly.

After I figured it out yesterday, I was confused. How should I face Yukino in the future? In terms of mental age, I am ten years older than her. Can I really like her?

What does it feel like to like someone? My memories of my past life are already fuzzy, but I remember that my heart would beat faster when I saw the beauty in class, I would sneak a peek at her back during class, and I would find lame excuses to walk to her desk after class.

Since I didn't know what to say, I could only make silly jokes and play tricks on her.

For example, pulling hair, pulling the straps of clothes behind the neck... the result is that the girl hates him very much.

At that time, I just wanted to get close to her or take a few secret glances at her.

As time went by, that hazy feeling was slowly replaced by games. Then, looking at myself being addicted, my father talked to me, and then it was time to study hard and struggle. That hazy feeling never came back again.

I was in a daze at the dining table yesterday and didn't even clean up the dishes. When Lingyin came down from the room, it was almost two o'clock.

Looking at his sister's puzzled face, the confused Kitahara Sora somehow spoke out what was in his heart and told Suzune that Yukino had made an appointment with him today.

Now when I think back to the little girl’s expression as if she had seen a ghost, it seems a little funny.

So, Lingyin entered her brother's room rudely and searched the closet like a looting thief. In less than three minutes, she sighed and went into her own room.

Bei Yuankong's closet was almost covered in dust. Only the school uniforms from elementary school to high school were neatly hung there. There were even fewer casual clothes. The few pieces were just a few cheap ones that he had bought because he had nothing to wear.

So the girl quickly changed her clothes and dragged the confused Kitahara Sora out of the house. After the door was closed, she noticed that the guy was still wearing an apron around his waist!

Between 2pm and 5pm, Lingyin quickly bought him several sets of summer clothes.

At first, Kitahara Sora wanted to refuse, but the girl said righteously, "Even if you can do it yourself, I doubt your appreciation ability, brother, so leave it to me!"

It turns out that Suzune does have a way with dressing and appreciation levels, just like she had a strong obsession with things like clothes during those dark years.

For example, even though she was being bullied and blackmailed, she still saved a little and squeezed a little, and managed to spend half a year's money to buy the high-end underwear she wanted.

For example, Kitahara Sora's style is obviously not in line with the popular trend of young people in the island country. The young people in your country are too extreme, including in their dress. Young people on the street are either formal office workers or students.

Either they are nerds who dress very old-fashioned, or they are young fashionable people who are so sophisticated and exaggerated that it’s like a fashion show.

Well, the same goes for hairstyle. Since haircuts are very expensive in the island country, young people also go to two extremes. Either they shave their heads all at once and don’t have to worry about haircut expenses for half a year.

Or it could be the outdated Shamatte style from China, where handsome men with long flowing hair covering half of their faces can be seen everywhere.

This is also a scene that can only be seen on weekends in the island country. After all, there won’t be so many messy clothes on weekdays or school days. They have been holding it in for a week, so they always want to show their personality on the weekends.

Kitahara Sora's outfit can be seen everywhere in China. It is a very casual and relaxed combination, but it looks unique here.

It's as strange as a fresh and innocent virgin suddenly appearing in a red-light district, standing out from a group of heavily made-up and slutty girls.

Well, the most important thing is appearance, and of course, temperament is also a plus.

Therefore, those 'lusty men and women' strolling around the red-light district definitely couldn't control themselves. The culture of picking up girls isn't just for men. Do you think girls won't take the initiative?

"Excuse me, are you a celebrity?"

Beiyuan Kong looked helplessly at the three young girls in front of him with blushing faces and watery eyes full of expectation, and shook his head slightly.

This is the third time. The previous time, it was so exaggerated that a creepy guy came up to him and said that he was a scout and asked if he would like to consider making a movie.

Then Gougou stealthily took out information about their company from his bag. Kitahara Sora took a quick glance and found that it was indeed a formal company. The movies they made were full of positive energy. Human enlightenment was indeed great, but the requirements for the male lead were also very high.

Kitahara Sora felt that he had no intention of strengthening the 'Golden Finger', nor did he consider strengthening only the kidney, so he politely rejected him.

"Hey - so handsome, but he's not a star!" The girl in a bubble skirt and a mushroom-haired hairstyle shouted exaggeratedly, and deliberately covered her mouth, making a 'kawaii' look.

"Then, then you must be my idol, right?" The girl with a side ponytail seemed a little nervous because it was her first time to approach someone. She hesitantly asked, "Excuse me, can I take a photo with you?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not an idol either. I'm just an ordinary middle school student. I'm waiting for someone, so can you please leave?"

Kitahara Sora looked at the three girls with a headache. Maybe it was because the girls from the island countries were very good at putting on makeup, so they didn't look ugly. After all, it was Asian witchcraft.

"Oh - students, we are also high school students!" Finally, the girl with short hair said with a smile: "Hey, hey, which school are you in?"

As she spoke, she took out her cell phone and shook it, "Let's exchange contact information!"

"Eh? Exchange, exchange, exchange contact information!" The girl with the side ponytail panicked and stared at her friend with big eyes full of admiration, "Ryoko is so bold!"

“Do you want to play with us…” The cute girl with mushroom head is more bold.

The three of them waited quietly for the response from the handsome guy in front of them, while Kitahara Sora felt a headache.

He has never been a person with an icy personality. In the real world, he at least maintains basic courtesy when facing strangers, just like his encounter with Yukino and his first reaction to Kasumigaoka Utaha.

The kind of hedgehog with a cold image and a personality that doesn't allow strangers to approach in novels would be a psychopath in real life.

When someone politely asks you for directions or approaches you in a friendly manner, unless you happen to be in a bad mood, there are very few people who will just put on a sour face and say "get lost". Kitahara Sora just has a somewhat indifferent personality, not a real iceberg.

But even so, after being approached several times in a row, he couldn't help but feel annoyed and a little impatient, but there was no need to be polite to someone whose persuasion was ineffective.

But when he wanted to speak, a cold and pleasant voice spoke first.

"Excuse me, where do you want to take him to play? I'm free now, so let me join you."

"We... eh!!!"

The three of them turned their heads in unison to look for the source of the sound, only to see a girl appear behind them at some point.

Under the girl's white dome sun hat is a head of long hair as smooth as a waterfall, dotted with two red silk threads, and two strands of black silk are tied up on both sides of the black waterfall.

Over the white dress, she wore a light blue summer jacket with a few floral embroidery on the corners.

She was not wearing stockings today. Her slender, white calves were delicate and smooth, with flowing and beautiful lines. Even the best sculptor in the world could not grasp such precise proportions.

She wore a pair of cute small women's casual shoes on her round and smooth three-inch golden lotus feet, which matched her simple and elegant outfit, making her look graceful and elegant, giving people a sense of the tranquil style of a literary girl.

She stood with her hands behind her back, looking pretty in this materialistic city. She gave people a feeling of being out of place, but also a feeling of being so pure that no filth could contaminate or desecrate her.

Kitahara Sora stared blankly at the girl in front of him with picturesque features and a faint smile on her lips. Suddenly, a very appropriate poem came to his mind: 'Out of the mud without being stained, washed by the clear water without being coquettish'.

Today's Yukino seemed to make the rising sun pale in comparison, her beauty was blinding.

The three girls who approached her also stared at her blankly. The feeling of inferiority was gradually magnified, and they even had the illusion that this girl was a cloud in the sky and they were the mud.