I won't be a loser.

“What a pity.”

After some mutual banter, the two ended the conversation. The four of them sat in the living room and had a simple breakfast. The two adults went to work. Yoshida Saki also had to go to school. The only ones left were Kento and Futaba Rio.

Xianren, who had Shin Fukuhara's contact information, successfully requested leave with a simple phone call, and simply informed Shin Fukuhara that Rio Futaba also needed leave.

As a teacher, Shin Fukuhara did not ask much about the relationship between the two. He ended the call with a "I understand" and also told Futaba Rio's homeroom teacher.

"I've already asked for leave for you. If you have any questions, just call me."

He walked to the bedroom door and gently pushed it open. Looking at Rio Futaba lying on the bed with her back to him, Xianren whispered a word of instruction and closed the bedroom door again.

I didn't disturb Futaba Rio's rest. She didn't get enough rest last night, and the thick dark circles under her eyes can only be relieved by a good rest during the day.

He stood quietly at the door of the bedroom for a while, and when he didn't hear any movement, he came to the living room and sat down on the sofa. He looked towards the stairs, feeling a little subtle, and turned his head to look out the window.

Looking at the blue sky outside the window through the clean glass, I miss the movies I have watched before, those slightly yellowed memories.

'The sky back then felt completely different from the sky now.'

Perhaps the memories are covered with dust and turned into a yellowish hue.

Hearing that Xianren had asked for leave today, most people in the classroom were a little concerned and glanced at the empty seats. No one had forgotten that Xianren had disappeared for almost half a year due to an accident last semester. Now that he suddenly asked for leave again, people were suddenly concerned.

Sawamura Eriri, who went to Ogiwara Sayu's apartment yesterday and learned some things, glanced at the empty seat, then retracted her gaze and glanced slightly in the direction of Ogiwara Sayu.

She noticed that the other person's expression was a little dazed and confused, and she didn't know what was going on, which made her feel concerned.

"I don't know. It seems like he didn't come back yesterday. After you went back, I was at home the whole time. I visited him later, but there was no response. He must have spent the night somewhere else, maybe at his girlfriend's house."

After class, she stood in a secluded corner with Eriri Sawamura. Facing the other party's questions, Ogiwara Sayu did not hide anything.

"Didn't go home?"

"At least he didn't return home before eight o'clock. After eight o'clock, I don't know. Don't you have his contact information?"

Of course there were, but Sawamura, who had basically never received any reply, pursed his lips when facing Ogiwara Sayu's curious gaze, did not continue the topic, and silently returned to the classroom.

Naturally, some people noticed that Futaba Rio had asked for leave, but since Futaba Rio rarely appeared in front of her classmates, it didn't cause much of a stir.

Even fewer people associate the sage with her.

The wise man was lying on the sofa in the living room, staring at the blue sky, thinking about what the true meaning of life was. As the text messages rang, he gradually gave up thinking and looked at the text messages that were sent to him, answering each question.

"Am I a prisoner?"

It's just a matter of taking a day off, but so many people care about me. I don't feel flattered at all, but I feel more mentally exhausted.

Xianren was already suffering from a bit of 'pre-marital depression', and when he saw so many messages, his emotions were on the verge of exploding. However, after a moment of rage, he quickly regained his composure, rubbed his brows with his hand, and felt that something was not right with his condition.

"Calm down, calm down."

Take a deep breath, and another deep breath.

Without reading the text messages carefully, Xianren turned off his cell phone and gradually changed from lying to sitting.

I think Futaba Rio has fallen asleep. Xianren, who was sitting in the living room, closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then put on his coat, walked towards the door, changed his shoes, and pushed the door open...

“Let’s make it delicious~”

Maid cafe, Kento left home and took the subway which didn’t take much time... well, it still took some time. He took the Marunouchi Line and it took nearly forty minutes to arrive in Akihabara.

I didn't have such an idea at first, but after lying at home for such a long time, I suddenly thought that I seemed to have never been to Akihabara. I thought about it for a long time, and when I felt a little depressed, I wanted to come to the maid cafe to relieve my melancholy.

But when he entered the maid cafe and saw the maid staff who were not as cute as he had imagined, and cast "magic" on the omelet rice with ketchup, he realized that he had not improved at all, but became even more depressed.

"Father, please don't use it lightly."

When I heard the answer I gave casually and the clerk calling me "Father", I felt a little embarrassed.

Staring at the greasy and heavy omelet rice in front of him, Xianren, who had already picked up the spoon, couldn't put his hand on it for a long time. He was not interested at all. When he smelled the smell, he felt a little...

After entering the maid cafe and coming out, Kento had 10,000 yen less in his pocket.

The only dish I ordered was an omelet rice and a glass of iced juice.

I had heard that the prices in maid cafes were a bit outrageous, but now that I had actually sat in one, I realized that he was not joking. Maybe he had simply entered a shady shop?

He looked back at the maid cafe silently, pursed his lips, and started thinking about whether he should open a maid cafe.

After coming out of the store, I walked around the street and chose to go into an ear cleaning shop...

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Xianren returned home carrying a large bag of things and ran into Futaba Rio who was sitting in the living room drinking water. Their eyes met in the air. The girl's dark circles had faded a lot, but some vague outlines could still be seen.

"You didn't go to school?"

"I asked for leave. You didn't go to school. I was worried that something might happen to you, so I asked for leave."

"Who is the other party?"

"Senior."

"It shouldn't be the girl named Kasumigaoka Utaha, so it must be Feng Xiaochun from the astronomy club?"

Without answering, she entered the living room and took out the items in her shopping bag. Some were put in the refrigerator and some were placed in the living room. Standing in the living room, Rio Futaba put down her water cup, slowly sat down on the sofa, and watched Xianren busy in the living room.

"You don't look very happy?"

"No, I'm very happy."

"There's no smile on his face."

Looking back at Futaba Rio sitting on the sofa, Xianren put his hands on his face, with his index fingers resting on both sides of his mouth, slightly raised upwards, revealing a stiff smile.

"It's a bit creepy, you'd better stop laughing."

"......"

Feeling a little depressed and lost, Futaba Rio actually felt better after seeing Kento's actions and reactions.

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Another year of budding: 336. Don’t you know? I am a pure lover

"It's really hard to imagine that you would suffer from premarital depression."

"As a pure-hearted person, it's normal to feel depressed when facing a solemn wedding. It would be strange if you didn't react at all to such an important event, right?"

Futaba Rio did not show any obvious attitude towards the word "pure love" that Xianren mentioned. Looking at the expression on his face, she could not help but stretch out her hand and pinch his nose. The pain made Xianren's eyes well up with tears.

“Hiss—it hurts!”

Grabbing Xianren's collar, Futaba Rio stared sullenly at the man in front of her, biting her lip, and angrily threw him onto the bed...

How do wild beasts reproduce? The wise man, who had not seen the animal world for a long time, had basically forgotten the manifestation of "animal nature". But today, with the help of Futaba Rio, he gradually recalled what "beasts" and "animal desires" were.

Rio Futaba, who is usually as well-behaved as a kitten, is like a lioness that has awakened in front of him. Her gaze that seems to want to devour him and her rough actions make it difficult for Xianren to resist.

Xianren covered his "bruised" body with a white shirt, walked out of the bedroom and came to the living room, where he saw Fuuka Mari looking at him with strange eyes, Machida Sonoko sitting next to her with a sad face, and a guest who looked unhappy.

The wise man, who just put on his shirt with his chest exposed, the red marks on his front and his agile body, all caught the eyes of the three people at once. It was nothing for two adults, but the guest could not help but lower his eyes.

"That's a powerful cry, Miyamizu-kun."

"Want to try it?"

"I'm not young anymore, so forget it. Besides, I have to go to work tomorrow."

He looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha who was sitting next to Machida Sonoko. He thought that Machida Sonoko had invited her here to visit, and she thought they were probably going to talk about publishing. He was not interested in it, so he poured himself a glass of water and went back to the bedroom.

Listening to the footsteps gradually fading away, Kasumigaoka Utaha lowered her head, frowned, and looked at Machida Sonoko beside her.

"You asked me to come here, didn't you, just to let me hear something so... disgusting?"

"It was an accident, an accident, just an accident~ I just wanted to talk to you about the publication of the next book, but I didn't expect that both of you would be home, and it was such a rare occasion. Well~ Don't take it too seriously."

The girl wanted to ignore it, but such a clear and passionate voice was almost imprinted on her mind. How could she forget it so easily?

"Let's continue to talk about cooperation and publishing. By the way, Mari, your publishing..."

Back in the bedroom, Kento sat down at the desk, looking at Rio Futaba, who was curled up with her eyes closed and a blanket covering her body, looking as adorable as a kitten.

The guest he met in the living room didn't seem to like him very much, and he wasn't very interested in the young lady either, so he simply returned to the bedroom. Looking at Rio Futaba's peaceful sleeping face, he also needed to take a short rest to relieve his physical and mental fatigue.

He took a small sip, put the cup aside, picked up a book and began to read.

"Have you returned yet?"

At six o'clock, the sky darkened and was covered with the veil of night.

Mari Kazeoka, who had prepared dinner, called out to Kento in the bedroom. Rio Futaba was still resting. Kento called out to her, but the girl didn't respond. She was still immersed in her sleep and had no intention of waking up.

"Is it Futaba's turn today?"

"what?"

"You were the one sleeping in the bedroom yesterday. Isn't it Futaba's turn today?"

I wondered what that meant, but after hearing Machida Sonoko's answer, Kento sat down at the table and didn't respond. With Yoshida Saki's help in bringing the mushroom tofu miso soup to the table, he started eating.

"Speaking of which, Miyamizu-kun, you haven't prepared a new book in a long time, right? Aren't you going to continue writing?"

Machida Sonoko got some understanding from Mari Fukazaki indirectly, and looking at the boy in front of her, she suddenly asked about his writing. Mari Fukazaki hadn't heard about Kento's new work for a long time.

He picked up the hamburger meat, put it into his mouth, drank a cup of soup, and looked at the two pairs of eyes looking at him. He was silent for a moment and sighed softly.

"I don't know what to write. I have no interest in this area for the time being. I plan to consider this matter after I go to college."

"Two years of not writing?"

"No, I've already contacted the university and will probably be able to start college next year, so it should be less than a year."

Mari Fukaoka and Sonoko Machida looked at each other, then looked at Kento who was calm in front of them, and fell into silence. They had dinner quietly until the end of dinner. Yoshida Saki helped to clear the table, while Kento sat in the living room and watched variety shows on the LCD TV that Mari Fukaoka and Sonoko Machida had bought with their rent.

"Being an idol seems to be a very profitable business. Starting from an underground idol group, the capital required shouldn't be too much, right?"

His eyes suddenly turned to Mari Fukazaki. She was from the magazine industry and wanted her to help with publicity... No, it wasn't a big deal, but it wasn't necessary either. Besides, the market in this industry was so small that it wouldn't be easy to develop after it had already been divided up.

There is nothing wrong with entertaining yourself, but if you want to move up, it is absolutely impossible to continue to develop without sufficient connections and resources.

The better case is that an excellent seedling may transfer to another firm to continue development, while the worse case is...

Xianren, who used to be a sensual writer, also had some gatherings and exchanges with many people in similar industries because of writing. Among them were many girls who had left the idol industry and entered that other world, and he would talk to them about some things related to the industry.

Darkness in the entertainment world.

He felt that the information and intelligence he had learned was enough to write a book about the dark side of the industry.

Ordinary people might like such gossip, but if he really wrote it, he would probably disappear overnight as soon as the book was sent to the publisher.

"Forget it, let's not think about these things."

Seeing no bright future and knowing that this road was not easy to walk, Xianren quickly gave up and silently thought about other things, such as the "new work" that Machida Sonoko asked about, and what he should write.

Kento was sitting alone on the sofa, watching the variety show with lifeless eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about. Mari Fukaoka was sitting at the dining table. After finishing the tidying up, she poured herself a glass of red wine, and Sonoko Machida also poured herself a glass.

Xianren watched the variety show, while the two looked at Xianren.

After watching the show for a while, the absent-minded Xianren couldn't bear it anymore, so he stood up and noticed that the two people sitting at the dining table seemed to be staring at him?

"what happened again?"

"No, nothing, just checking on you."

Machida Sonoko smiled, but Xianren was confused. He didn't know what was so good about her. Was she more beautiful than the moon in the sky?

"Compared to the moonlight, which one is more beautiful?"

He walked in front of Machida Sonoko, gently lifted her smooth chin with his left hand, raised the corner of his mouth into a smile, stared into her eyes, and asked a question full of hormones, which made Machida Sonoko's brain crash and she was unable to recover for a long time.

In all her life, this was the first time she saw someone actually do this, and do it to her, and asked this question -

Pursing her lips tightly, she suppressed her laughter.

Xianren loosened his left hand, picked up the red wine glass beside him, drank it in one gulp, and then held Machida Sonoko's cheeks with both hands. His calm expression formed a sharp contrast with Machida Sonoko's wide eyes and uneasy reaction. Fuoka Mari put down the wine glass in her hand, pursed her lips, and gradually opened her eyes wide.

“Ahem! Ahem!!”

When she was able to breathe again, the choked Machida Sonoko lowered her head and coughed, red wine and saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth, and the collar of her white shirt was stained a light pink.

Watching the whole process, Mari Fukaoka didn't dare to say a word. After Kento left the living room and returned to the bedroom, she looked at Sonoko Machida who was wiping the corners of her mouth with a tissue.

"What does it feel like?"

"what?!"