A youth story of a passerby at the end of the world

"..."

Mai Sakurajima was squatting in front of the washing machine and stuffing light-colored clothes into it. She even had time to hand over the clean clothes hanging on top of the washing machine.

"......, here." She said this while looking down at her tightly clamped legs.

Because of the fact that "I can see it clearly", this shy look gives people a particularly erotic feeling.

"At least listen to see if there's anyone outside." She whispered, pretending not to take it seriously.

"Sorry, but... you were too quiet." Uesugi Genshin took the clothes without making any noise, so how could he hear it?

He went back to the bathroom and put on his white shirt and grey cropped trousers. The size didn't fit him well, as the original owner of the clothes was not as tall as him, so he left the top two buttons undone.

When I opened the door, I saw Sakurajima Mai had stood up and was pressing the button on the washing machine.

"I won't wash your underwear for you, let me make it clear." Her ears and neck, which were exposed through her hairline, were also stained red.

"Yeah, I'll wash it with my hands later." It's a normal thing.

He came to the living room, walked straight through, went to the refrigerator in the kitchen, and took out a can of beer from the side of the refrigerator.

"Gulp, gulp, ah..."

With the beer can against his lips, Uesugi Genshin looked towards the living room. Those heads that turned to look at him turned back instantly and looked down at their phones.

This situation should only last for today, right?

He drank the rest in one gulp and went back to the bathroom, intending to wash his own underwear immediately.

Sakurajima Mai was no longer in the bathroom, but there were some noises coming from her, and it seemed that she was about to take a shower.

As a result, through the frosted glass of the bathroom, he could see the figure in the bathroom, undressing little by little. The clear and graceful curves were really sexy. Uesugi Genshin stood there blankly. He felt like Tang Monk admiring the national treasure at night.

and many more......

When he was changing clothes inside just now,...was he also seen clearly by the people outside?

"..."

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Passing through the gap between the buildings, he saw the sun at 7 o'clock in the morning, and the breeze on the balcony was fresh and a little cool.

"Huh..." He touched his clothes. He washed them early so they dried early too, and were now almost dry.

After changing, he planned to wash up as he had things to do in the morning.

He slept on the floor last night, but the sofa was too narrow, so he had to be careful not to fall off. It always felt a bit awkward for a guy like him.

So Sakurajima Mai brought a bed and quilt from somewhere else, and the two of them worked together to make the bed in the living room near the balcony.

In fact, they didn't have enough beds. They used to be able to sleep sideways, but in the back they all had to sleep on the floor. The only thing they did was that they slept together, and their relationship was still good.

As he was brushing his teeth with a new toothbrush, Fengbin Hexiang, who was wearing a black tank top, walked in sleepily, stopped behind him, and yawned loudly.

Uesugi Genshin gave her some space, and she began to wash her hands, then splashed cold water on her face. Her hot face was covered by her warm hands, and she could feel the temperature difference instantly.

Generally speaking, when you put your hands on your face, where is the heat?

Fengbin Hexiang raised her head and stared at the mirror. She still had a black hairband on her wrist, even though her hair didn't need to be tied up anymore.

My mood instantly improved in the morning, and I felt fully revived from now on.

"Wait." She grabbed Uesugi Genshin who was about to leave.

"what happened?"

"Wait a minute." Shouting, Fengbin Hexiang ran towards her sister's bedroom. In the sunlight shining in the living room, her bare legs under her shorts sparkled white.

When he came back, he had a pair of red glasses in his hand, "Put them on and see."

As she said this, she put it on Uesugi Genshin herself and made some comments.

"Hmm... a gentle beast." His temperament became softer with the glasses on.

"What are you playing at?" is a look that treats someone like an idiot.

"Hmph~" Fengbin Hexiang was unmoved and raised her head proudly, with her hands on her waist, "Sister's glasses are really not good enough, they are too bright. I should get a pair of glasses with gold frames. That would be more elegant."

She took off Uesugi Genshin's glasses, picked up an eyebrow pencil from the side, and commanded, "Don't move."

Fengbin Kazuka gently leaned his face closer, looking down at the jelly-like lips slowly approaching him. The pure fragrance was emitting, and the shiny hair rustled his neck.

The eyebrow pencil lightly touched the corner of his eye, and a teardrop mole appeared under his right eye.

The helpless expression, in the eyes of others, is the face of a hopelessly world-weary, depressing handsome man.

Fengbin Hexiang pursed her pink lips, feeling her heart beating stronger and stronger, as if it was about to jump out of her barren chest, but she was afraid that he would hear it.

If there is a "beauty" with teardrop moles, she must look like this.

Ah, my heart is moved.

How to do it?

Chapter 113: Hardship

"Um...excuse me, are you Kasumigaoka-senpai?" I was approached by a girl.

There were three other people behind the girl who was talking, one of them was wearing the same school uniform she wore before, that is...

"Are you a student of Toyosaki?" Kasumigaoka Utaha turned around and tapped the ground impatiently with her uniform shoes.

She stood at the door of Xiuzhiyuan with her arms folded, the setting sun shining on her face, a charming blush.

As one of the two beauties in Toyonosaki Academy, she is highly recognizable among students, so it is not surprising that she was recognized.

Although she was not the only one, Kato Megumi, who was wearing a school uniform and standing at the edge of the green belt, was ignored because she blended perfectly into the environment.

"It's Kasumigaoka-senpai after all~" The girl showed her joy at having guessed correctly, and looked at her companion behind her.

In Kasumigaoka Utaha's opinion, the other party had no reason to look for her. It was probably just a bored attempt to verify a guess.

This made her even more upset. She didn't respond with a venomous tongue, but just didn't bother to say anything more. "Anything else?"

"Ah~" The other party covered his mouth, obviously not knowing how to continue the conversation.

"Why is Kasumigaoka-senpai here?" another girl asked.

"Also, has the senior's boyfriend, the Sword Saint, joined Shuchiin?" another girl asked without stopping.

How widespread have the rumors become, boyfriend?

"I'm just here to negotiate with Shuchiin. I'll be leaving soon." She answered the question briefly, "I have something else to do here."

The tone of voice that keeps people at a distance, coupled with the arrogance she reveals, is like a graceful and elegant red peony. This is how others see Kasumigaoka Utaha.

"Sorry, sorry." Faced with the pressure from Kasumigaoka Utaha, the girl quickly apologized.

"Eh? What's up?"

There are still people who ask recklessly, "Can't you read the air?" Kasumigaoka Utaha is about to start ranting.

"Waiting for me." The voice of the cool girl behind her interrupted Kasumigaoka Utaha's outburst.

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked back at the person who came, and the coldness emanating from her brows diminished a lot.

"Then we'll take our leave first." The group of girls then left tactfully.

"What are you wearing? Another cross-dress?" Of course, she wasn't waiting for this person. Hayasaka Ai from Shuchiin was standing on the street, squinting and crawling.

Her side ponytail was let down and made into a serious braid. The hairstyle should have been rustic, but it didn't stand out at all on her.

Because her temperament at this moment is like that of a taciturn and capable waiter. If she wears a maid's long skirt, she will look more like one.

"We might meet again, so I disguised myself a little." She crossed her hands on her belly, maintaining upper-class etiquette.

"Really useful?"

"Hairstyle is really important to a person." Hayasaka Ai obviously had new insights and experiences on this point.

"I see." Kasumigaoka Utaha said no more and turned her head to continue looking outside Shuchiin.

"It's getting dark. If you don't want to be watched, you'd better go back first." Hayasaka Ai stood beside Kasumigaoka Utaha and suggested.

"He hasn't come back yet..." she said to herself.

Hayasaka Ai knew who she was talking about, but... "I guess those girls will spread the news everywhere after they go back. Someone might see it right away on the school post."

"but......"

The fragility and tenderness revealed at this moment almost made Hayasaka Ai herself feel nervous, even though she was also a girl.

The sin is so heavy~

"With his fighting power, nothing will happen. And it will be even more impossible for him to come back after dark. It's too dangerous at night. Uesugi is a cautious man." Hayasaka Ai tried to persuade.

If it takes a whole morning to reach Kanagawa, if there is any delay in the afternoon, there may not be enough time to come back. If you do some calculations, it is normal not to come back on the first day.

"At least until dark..."

"Well, I'll accompany you then."

"Thank you, is everything okay?" She bowed her head sincerely to express her gratitude. Miraculously, this person did not disgust her, even though they were just strangers whom she had known for only one day.

"Well, I'm free." Hayasaka Ai said this fact expressionlessly, feeling extremely helpless inside.

Because I'm really free.

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"I'll go to Inage District to take another look tomorrow." After reporting her work in a relaxed manner, Shizuka Hiratsuka finally said to Yukinoshita Yukino who was on standby at the Student Union.

It is likely that it is not as easy as she said. She avoided the important point and did not tell the truth. This is also the teacher's style.

The night wind from outside blew in while the windows were wide open, messing up the long, straight black hair of the two girls.

Yukinoshita Yukino had a stern face and watched her teacher leave while fixing her hair, but Hiratsuka Shizuka didn't care much about her hair.

Today's work efficiency was obviously lower. There were a lot of reports and applications submitted by various departments in the evening, left on the table, completely untouched.

That Yukinoshita actually had something on his hands that he hadn't finished yet. This rare procrastination surprised Hikigaya Hachiman.

He was not the only one who had this feeling. Hayato Hayama also looked at Yukinoshita Yukino with suspicion.

Thanks to this, he and Yeshan stopped and stood still. Isshiki Iroha sat on the sofa as if he had lost his energy and had no intention of saying hello. He lowered his head and stared at the kettle on the coffee table.

Currently, the execution department's subsequent actions are based on the application lists submitted by various departments to the logistics department. For example, the cooking department is short of soy sauce. After all, soy sauce is poured into the food from bottles when cooking. They plan to have a team go to BigA's supermarket tomorrow.

The documents in their hands were just for final confirmation to see if there was anything else to add.

“…Um, is that ok?”

It would be hard to say it if the other person was working silently, but now that Yukinoshita Yukino has been tapping the paper with her pen and not moving, and her work is interrupted, it's possible to say it!

He really wants to be free from work as soon as possible!

Hayato Hayama suddenly came to his senses. He and Hikigaya came here for something. He smiled at Yukinoshita Yukino.

"If it's not too much trouble." He was so polite that people were sure that this was Hayato Hayama.

"Ah, sorry, go on." Yukinoshita Yukino said, took the thing and started flipping through it.

"I will give you an answer before 10 o'clock in the evening."

So it was most likely that it was Isshiki who sent it over, Hikigaya Hachiman estimated.

It was different from when someone was here. That person hated working overtime and staying up late because he talked about a difficult experience he had at the beginning. So whether it was the executive department's work or the vice president's work, they were all solved quickly and early, and it was hard to think about them accumulating until after 9 o'clock.

Not only did she fail to recover her efficiency as the vice president, but due to some kind of maladjustment, she declined and was not in good condition.

"Ha..." Hikigaya Hachiman whispered "please" and left the student council room with Hayama Hayato.

"Um..., Yukinoshita-senpai." Isshiki Iroha called out in a low voice.

"Ok?"

"Do you want to eat Pocky? I stole it from your drawer." Isshiki Iroha held up the rectangular box, just covering her little face.

"..."

Along with the "crunch, crunch" sound of biting, the sound of writing began again.