Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

"no thank you."

Luo Zhen immediately said that he did not need it.

He doesn't read light novels much, let alone physical books.

The physical books on Luo Zhen's bookshelf were all a jumbled mess, books that he never read.

If you ask him what books are on his bookshelf, he can't tell you.

"It's okay! I have several more books over there!"

Excitedly, Aki Tomoya pulled out the books he had originally planned to bring to school from his bag and stuffed them directly into Rojin's arms.

To prevent Luo Zhen from changing his mind, he even ran away.

Somewhat bewildered, Luo Zhen stared at the book in his hand, barely suppressing the urge to smash it on the back of Aki Tomoya's head, and put the book into his bag.

I'll give it to him after he gets to school.

After arriving at school, an unexpected incident occurred.

Aki Tomoya didn't show up until class started, and even the teacher didn't know where he went.

"What's going on with this guy?"

I took out my phone and checked, but there was no news from the research institute.

Luo Zhen thought that Aki Tomoya had encountered some kind of containment object and had his memory erased.

But as things stand, it doesn't seem to be for that reason.

'New message.'

Just as Luo Zhen was about to put his phone back in his bag, a message came from the research institute.

The gist of it is that Aki Tomoya, that idiot, was sleepwalking the whole time he was riding his bike because he was sleep-deprived.

As a result, he accidentally fell headfirst into the flower bed and should be in the hospital now.

"genius."

Luo Zhen put her phone back in her bag, her feelings quite complicated.

He really didn't expect that something that happened so frequently in light novels would actually happen in real life.

After class, Luo Zhen looked at the light novel titled "Love Metronome" and felt a mix of emotions.

He naturally knew about this light novel; it was the one by Kasumigaoka Utaha from Class B.

Luo Zhen has no interest in this type of romance light novel.

I can't get into it at all.

"Hey, Luo Zhen, what's going on?"

From Kono Sakura's perspective, she could see the light novel that Luo Zhen had placed under the table, which surprised her for a moment.

So Luo Zhen also reads light novels?

"This book is not mine, it belongs to Aki Tomoya."

"That guy insisted on giving it to me, saying he wanted me to take a look."

Luo Zhen casually tossed the book into Aki Tomoya's desk drawer, explaining.

Thanks to Aki Tomoya, the attitude of the entire Soubu High School towards otaku is now quite ambiguous.

When you think of a homebody, you think of: annoying, low emotional intelligence, and a lot of trouble.

These are all characteristics of Aki Tomoya himself, but he has successfully equated these characteristics with the stereotype of an otaku.

That's pretty strong too.

"I see, that does sound like something Aki would do."

Nodding knowingly, Kono Sakura expressed her understanding.

At the previous freshman welcome party, Aki Tomoya showed everyone what a true otaku's obsession with light novels is like.

For collection, recommendation, reading, and backup.

Even people who don't pay much attention know about this.

"But Anki-san didn't come today."

"If he didn't come, he didn't come. It doesn't matter."

With a shrug, Luo Zhen had no intention of keeping the book.

You could learn from Tomoya Aki's approach of using this book to get closer to Utaha Kasumigaoka.

But as I said before, it's unnecessary.

It's highly unlikely that Luo Zhen will develop any relationship beyond friendship with these everyday girls.

Inside the research institute, Joseph was still stubbornly smashing his Polaroid camera.

Each time, he felt like he was just a little bit away from finding the enemy's base, but each time he was just a little short.

The things that were filmed were also incredibly diverse.

"calm."

He patted his face, forcing himself to calm down.

Joseph was getting a little annoyed by using Hermit's Purple for so long.

Chapter 79 Forgetful Hirasawa Yui

During the break between the third and fourth periods in the morning, Luo Zhen was chatting casually with Sakamoto.

They had a minor disagreement on certain matters.

"I personally believe that most high school students still lack the ability to make independent judgments."

As a proper high school student, Sakamoto said this.

The initial cause was Luo Zhen complaining that he didn't know what high school students were thinking these days, and that people often messed around, which was very troublesome.

Sakamoto said this is normal. The biggest characteristics of high school students are their already mature bodies, their still-developing sense of right and wrong, and their pent-up hormones.

It's perfectly normal to have impulses from time to time.

Luo Zhen largely agreed with Sakamoto's views, but had some disagreement regarding the lack of independent judgment among high school students.

"If we go back ten years, I would completely agree with you, but in this information age, high school students are exposed to all kinds of information online every day, and they have long since developed their own ways of judging things."

Luo Zhen spread his hands and said.

While it's possible that some high school students are indeed quite naive, most high school students have long since lost any semblance of naivety.

Perhaps because of their lack of social experience, they may seem naive and innocent, but once they enter the real world, they will be thoroughly outmaneuvered by seasoned veterans.

But after they overcame the initial adjustment period, most of them behaved very maturely.

In other words, they only have a little bit of experience.

At least that's what Luo really thinks.

Putting aside everything else, those chuunibyou teenagers who have turned dark and immature spout grand theories and all sorts of dark aspects.

Although it's silly, at least we have some relevant knowledge.

The two argued for a while, but neither could convince the other.

Because class is in session.

With an air of nonchalance, the middle-aged teacher walked into the classroom with a beaming smile.

You can tell at a glance that he's in a very good mood today.

"Ahem, everyone, please be quiet. We're about to begin class."

Clearing his throat, the middle-aged teacher tried to regain his usual expressionless demeanor.

But the corners of his mouth turned up uncontrollably.

"Teacher, did something good happen to you?"

Tobe Sho, who is usually quite eccentric, suddenly asked.

There is usually such a role in every class.

Their grades are average, or even poor.

I want to do everything except study.

He would occasionally chime in during class and say something witty.

But I have a good relationship with my teacher.

Tobu Sho is pretty much that kind of person in the class.

Although he didn't have a very good relationship with the teacher, the teacher didn't dislike this well-behaved "delinquent".

"Haha, is it that obvious?"

The usually somewhat dull teacher stood on the podium and said with a smile:

"It really was a very happy thing that happened."

In fact, his daughter, who has been quite a handful since graduation, suddenly came to see him today with a cake to wish him a happy birthday.

It was only then that the middle-aged teacher remembered that it was his birthday.

Since his daughter was born, he has taken on the responsibility of being the breadwinner of the family and has not celebrated his birthday again.

So many years have passed in the blink of an eye.

With a touch of emotion, the middle-aged teacher held the book, preparing to begin the lesson.

"Hmm? Isn't An Yi here today?"

The middle-aged teacher looked at Aki Tomoya's empty seat with some confusion.

"Teacher, An Yi has gone to the hospital."

After waiting a few seconds and finding that no one said Aki Tomoya had asked for leave, Rojin raised his hand and spoke.

Logically, the class monitor should have received the relevant notification, so why didn't he?

Could it be that that idiot didn't call the teacher?

Thinking about it, it seems quite possible that the idiot's IQ is indeed that low.

Luo Zhen sighed and remained silent.

"That's it."

The middle-aged teacher nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

He was in a pretty good mood today and didn't really want to pay attention to Aki Tomoya, his student.

They don't pay attention in class, do their homework perfunctorily, and their exam papers have large blank areas.

The teacher told the student to just let it be.

During lunch break, a round little head appeared at the back door of the classroom.

"Xiao Zhen! Xiao Zhen!"

Upon hearing this sound, Luo Zhen put down the bread in his hand.

Why are you here again?

Although he really wanted to ask that question, Luo Zhen didn't say it out loud.

These words are rather hurtful to a girl.

"what happened?"

Upon reaching the back door of the classroom, Luo Zhen inquired.

Yui Hirasawa didn't come alone; Tsumugi Kotobuki came with her.

Her face still wore the same smile as always.