In the anime, cultivating a girlfriend starts from childhood

He just praised me! Hehe, I'm a little happy.

Then Ryosuke changed the subject and said seriously: "But at this time, why are you fooling around with Morika? Aunt Nishimiya will be worried if you don't go home so late."

Seeing that Ryosuke's expression had turned a little unfriendly, Nishimiya Glass said weakly, "Um... Ryosuke, I came out today to report to my mother, and I will be back soon."

Soon there were only two girls left.

Morika thought to herself as she trotted over to Ryosuke with a smile on her face.

If Ryosuke didn't come over to teach me a lesson right away today, then he probably won't cause me any trouble.

Escaped, Lucky!

Chapter 155 Jealousy

Along the way, the girl's veil was blown up by the oncoming night wind, dancing in the air.

She stopped in front of the boy, put her hands behind her back, and said happily: "Ryosuke, come here...ah!"

Halfway through her words, Morixia suddenly let out a cry, squatted on the ground and began rubbing her forehead with a grimace.

Hiratsuka Ryosuke knew that his strength was not strong enough, so he looked down silently at the dramatic girl squatting on the ground.

He lectured her coldly, "Don't you know what time it is? You're still fooling around with a bunch of girls."

Nibutani Morika squatted on the ground and looked up at the boy in front of her, retorting: "There is a reason for this!"

"What's the reason? It's getting late, hurry up and finish your story. I still have to take Naoko to the station later."

Senxia pursed her lips, stretched out her slender, white fingers like onion roots, and drew circles on the ground.

At the same time, he complained secretly in his heart.

Glass, glass, you only know Nishimiya Glass.

She and I are both in front of you, why is your attitude towards her completely different from your attitude towards me?

So gentle to her, yet so cruel to me!

In fact, Ryosuke usually treats her like this, and she was used to it and thought there was nothing wrong with it.

But what people fear most is comparison.

Now, after comparing herself with Nitro, she began to feel unbalanced.

So the girl made up her mind, stood up from the ground, pouted her lips, and said dissatisfiedly: "Humph! I won't tell you, stupid Ryosuke!"

Then he puffed his cheeks and walked ahead with big strides.

She was heading not towards her apartment, but towards the bus stop.

Even though she was angry, Mori Xia did not abandon Nishimiya Naoko and chose to go home first.

Ryosuke sighed and said softly to the girl beside him: "Come on, Naoko, we'll take you to the station first."

On the road.

Nibutani Morika walked in front without saying a word.

Nishimiya Shoko was next to Ryosuke and began to slowly explain what happened tonight.

Time passed quickly and the three of them walked to the station together.

"Goodbye, Glass."×2.

Ryosuke and Morika waved goodbye to the girl on the bus.

After watching the car drive away, the two turned around and headed home.

But unlike before, Nibutani Morika seemed really angry this time.

She continued to walk alone in front without saying a word, and her back looked a little lonely.

on the way home.

Ryosuke looked at the girl in front of him and began to think about what Nishimiya Shoko had just said.

After listening to Glass's explanation, he once again got to know his childhood sweetheart again.

Today is a meeting of their Illuminati.

The girls who were gathering tonight were all marginal figures who were usually scattered around in various schools and had few friends in their classes.

Because there is no one to communicate with in reality.

Therefore, the entertainment method will be chosen to be something that can be completed alone.

For example, watching animations, reading books, playing games and so on.

Humans are essentially social animals. When they are lonely, they will actively create people with whom they can communicate.

After a long time, these girls, who are already lonely, will fantasize that they are also special beings like the protagonists in games, animations, and novels.

This caused me to suffer from the second-year syndrome.

The gentle and cheerful Mori Xia seems so tolerant to everyone.

Ultimately, it filled the inner void of this group of lonely, middle school students.

This is why Morixia has so many people with chuunibyou following him.

This gathering is essentially just a group of lonely girls hugging each other for warmth.

It was Morixia who made these girls realize that they were not alone.

Her holy light is indeed illuminating those people's hearts.

Ryosuke's gaze towards the girl in front of him slowly softened.

I really misunderstood her. I should give her a proper apology.

After thinking through the logic of chuunibyou, Hiratsuka Ryosuke began to analyze Morika's mentality when she gave herself this chuunibyou nickname.

The more people lack something, the more they fantasize about having it.

At that time, was Mori Xia always looking forward to someone being by her side to protect her?

But think back carefully.

It seemed that nothing earth-shaking had ever happened between him and Morixia.

Just some of the most ordinary and trivial daily life.

And these trivial daily routines unknowingly filled the time when the two people grew up together.

Hiratsuka Ryosuke quickened his pace and walked to Morika's side.

As a result, as soon as he walked to the side of the girl, she turned her head to the other side angrily.

He felt a little helpless, so he said gently: "I'm sorry, Senxia, ​​I shouldn't have spoken to you in that manner without knowing the whole story."

"Hmph." Nibutani Morika snorted with a strong nasal tone, without turning her head to look at him.

After walking for a while, she found that there was suddenly no sound around her.

Morika thought Ryosuke had left alone, so she turned around and found that he had been observing her from the side.

The two people's eyes collided in the air and then separated.

Mori Xia looked away and complained quietly, "Why were you walking without making any sound just now?"

Ryosuke recalled the contract he made on the day of his elementary school graduation and replied with a faint smile: "As a guardian knight, all you have to do is quietly protect the target you are supposed to protect."

Nibutani Morika paused for a moment, then suddenly quickened his pace.

She walked in front and said angrily: "You said it nicely, but you were obviously being mean to me just now!"

At this moment, the girl's face looked like bright strawberries just picked from the field.

Ryosuke quickly followed and asked, "Morika, does your forehead still hurt?"

Nibutani Morika stopped, turned around and looked at Ryosuke, subconsciously wanting to say that it didn't hurt.

But when she thought about how the other party had just been mean to her, she got angry.

I can't forgive him so quickly, I need some compensation.

She covered her forehead with one hand and rubbed it, her eyes rolling around, and said in a tender voice: "It hurts so much, you must hold my hand today..."

Before Morika could finish her words, Ryosuke took her hand away from her forehead.

Then he blew gently on it a few times.

The warm breath coming from her forehead made Nibutani Morika's body stiffen, as if she was under a spell.

"Does it still hurt? I won't do this to you again in the future." Ryosuke said gently.

The girl's originally bright eyes became even more moist, and she uttered a voice as thin as a mosquito, "Humph, you only know how to coax me in this way that you would coax an elementary school student. I'm going to be a sophomore in junior high school soon, and I'm not that easy to coax."

I clearly just wanted him to take me home, but now it seems like I got the reward.

Ryosuke could see that the other person had calmed down.

Thinking of what the other girls had said just now, she asked casually, "By the way, Morixia, why did those girls say that I was the patron saint of the Illuminati?"

Senxia's little head was still a little dizzy at this time, so she blurted out her inner thoughts, "Because I said so."

Boom!

A blow to the head hit the girl's forehead.

"Ah! You just said you couldn't point my finger!" Nibutani Morika covered her forehead and said gritting her teeth.

Ryosuke looked at the middle finger that he had just flicked on the other person's forehead, and said calmly: "First of all, I didn't point at you. Secondly, I'm just an ordinary person, not the patron saint of the Illuminati like you. I don't have the energy to protect so many people. Finally, don't go home so late alone, it will make Aunt Nibutani worry."

The last time I saw that broken group, there were already more than a thousand people. Who knows how many people there are now.

When Nibutani Morika heard the other party's words, she blinked blankly, as if she had forgotten the pain in her forehead.

Then she smiled secretly, and then instantly stopped smiling.

He placed his right hand on his head and bowed, then said solemnly, "As you command, Lord Ryosuke."

Ryosuke nodded and said softly, "Let's go home."

"Okay~ But Ryosuke, you really hurt me just now! Come on, blow me again."

Lady Mori covered her forehead again and began to show her poor acting skills.

"I do not want."

"Blow it again, it hurts so much."

"Knead it yourself."

"I'm an elementary school student, not a junior high school student! Woohoo~"

"Alas, Mori Xia, after knowing you for so many years, this is the first time I find you a bit shameless."

Ryosuke pulled away the other person's hand that was covering his forehead and blew a few breaths on it, "Stop it, it's already late, go home quickly."

This time, she didn't make a fuss.

This time, he didn't let go.

Ryosuke Hiratsuka silently held Qingmei's soft and tender little hand and walked with her on the way home.

Chapter 156 It would be nice to have a childhood sweetheart

The moon is dim and the stars are sparse. It is already late at night.

Fairy Yamada did not stay on the cruise ship, but returned to his "Crystal Palace" in Bunkyo Ward.

She was very familiar with her residence and did not turn on the lights after entering the house.

Instead, he followed the guidance of the moonlight and walked to the piano room.

When it comes to playing the piano, if you don't practice it for one day you'll become slow, and if you don't practice it for three days you'll become a layman. Practicing the piano is her daily habit.

As the new book was successfully put on the shelves, she started by playing a cheerful melody with joy.

But when I got to the middle of the song, I suddenly felt uneasy for some reason.

She paused and looked up toward the door.