Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

What did he just say?

think about it? !

This bastard!! Oreki Ken, you can go to hell!!

56: Sakuraba Mitsuki VS Asagiri Ran!

New semester, new atmosphere.

A summer vacation seems to have passed so quickly, leaving no one any time to react, just like a speeding train, which has really arrived the moment it arrives at the station.

Back to the familiar school, the abundant youthful atmosphere permeated. Midsummer has passed and autumn is coming, but the temperature in the cherry blossom city is still relatively high, as if it is still summer. Everyone is wearing summer uniforms.

The boy walked into the school calmly, as usual, and of course he could feel more and more eyes being focused on him.

This is probably the charm of Sakura Michiko.

When he came to the shoe cabinet, Oreki Xian suddenly had a magical feeling, because he felt as if he had gained the ability to predict the future.

For example, at this moment, he would suddenly think of the moment when he opened the shoe cabinet at this point in time...

"Snapped!"

Sure enough, a big hand patted his shoulder so familiarly.

There was no difference from my premonition.

And then it will be...

“Oreki! Long time no see, did you miss me?”

When I turned around, it was indeed Shota Matsuyama's honest face.

It's not some magical way of predicting the future, it's just a habit.

It seems that I am constantly getting used to certain things around me, as precise as the operation of a clock.

Oreki Gen turned around holding the shoes.

"You scared me. Can you not be so sudden next time?"

Matsuyama Shouta looked at Oreki Gen in surprise.

"Are you scared? You didn't even tremble once. I have to tremble twice even when I pee."

Good for you!

"That's because I didn't react at all. After all, how can a mere Oreki string compare to Brother Xiang's reaction?"

These words made Shota Matsuyama feel very comfortable.

"Hahaha! Now you realize the gap between you and me, right? I told you, being this good-looking always has some flaws."

Looking at Shota Matsuyama's hearty smile, Oreki Gen was somewhat envious of such a young man.

Who says that simply living in your own world is stupid?

At least it's simple and happy.

At least Oreki Gen thinks that straight men are much happier and simpler than so-called scumbags.

At least I don’t have to think so hard about what to say and what to do when dealing with girls. I’m almost becoming Zhuge Liang of Shu.

"You look happy, did you have a good time during the summer vacation?"

Oreki Gen asked as he put on his shoes.

Shota Matsuyama was also changing his shoes next to Oreki Ken. After a summer vacation, the boy seemed to have become a little darker, and it seemed that he had been exposed to the sun for a long time.

"Oh, stop talking about it. I thought I could get a lot of points in Street Fighter this summer, but I didn't even get 20,000 points. My aunt's kids even came to spend the summer at our house. Don't mention how noisy kids are nowadays. They want to go out and play all the time in such hot weather. Look, I'm almost considered a Samba man on the street!"

Indeed, there are many people in Sakura Country who look mixed-race, and some are yellowish or blackish. In fact, most of them are mixed-race from Samba Country and Sakura Country. This is very common in this country. As for tracing the origin, it was a long time ago.

He really looks a bit like Shota Matsuyama.

"It's okay, at least I'm not considered African-American."

"Fuck you, you're black now...By the way, you're feeling pretty good, right?"

"Hmm? What's fun?"

Oreki Xian asked curiously.

At this moment, Matsuyama Shouta stood up and slightly lowered his shoulder, allowing Oreki Gen to see through him and see a certain position.

A familiar place, and a familiar girl changing her shoes. She seemed to notice his gaze, glanced at him, then turned her head as usual and left nonchalantly.

I seem to be very used to this and it seems to happen every day.

Of course, there were just as many love confession letters sliding out of that cabinet as ever.

"Haha, you're still pretending! I know everything. Didn't you go to a training camp a few days ago? And Asagiri-san was there too. I heard that you teamed up with Asagiri-san and a strange story spread..."

Super! Why are there paparazzi?

"There's no such thing as a good story. We just formed a team and played a game... No, where did you hear about this?"

Oreki Xian suddenly felt something was wrong.

He knew that the news of him and Asagiri Ryou forming a team would spread to some extent, but he didn't expect it to be so soon. School just started today. Are these people so loose-lipped? Can they be as tight as their underwear?

Matsuyama Shota blinked.

"Class group, didn't you see it?"

What the hell! He didn't have the habit of checking the class group. There were too many messages and it was too noisy. Anyway, if there was anything, Amamiya Hongye would find him in time, so he was too lazy to participate in those discussions.

So the problem lies internally?

"Guess what? I didn't see it."

Oreki Gen had a look of despair on his face; he had already thought of many things in advance.

But Shota Matsuyama disagrees.

"What do you mean by that expression? It's okay. The school won't care about you because of this. Besides, our school doesn't care about students dating. As long as it's not too out of line, it's fine... You should know that many people are envious of you for being able to play games with Asagiri-san."

I'm not envious at all.

Was he worried about the school? He was worried about a being that was much scarier than the school.

It is definitely the mastermind behind all this, a huge shadow looming behind the sky.

Oreki Gen suddenly lost his energy and thought about how difficult the new semester would be, which had not even started yet.

It feels like there is a quagmire under my feet, and I have difficulty moving forward...

What Oreki Gen didn't know now was that before he faced off head-on, someone had already taken the lead in starting a fight.

It was a figure in the corridor that caught Asagiri Ran off guard.

The footsteps and slight conversations around them did not affect the encounter between the two people at this moment.

They almost stopped at the same time, tacitly avoiding passing each other, or rather...if anyone passed by each other at this time, it would be a kind of cowardice and escape.

Asagiri raised her head and frowned.

"Is something wrong?"

The girl in front of him had a perfect face like a vixen, and at the same time, she possessed an incomparable noble temperament, as if born from her bones.

Sakuraba Mitsuki looked at the girl. Although their heights seemed to be almost the same, she always had a natural, condescending aura when facing anyone.

"Why are you so grumpy so early in the morning? Didn't you have a lot of fun the past few days?"

Asagiri Ran narrowed her eyes and immediately understood that the other party knew something about the training session.

This is not surprising. It is too easy to find out with the other party's energy. The only question is what is the purpose of her saying this... Obviously, it is the boy named Oreki Gen.

The few times she appeared in front of him were all because of that boy.

As long as it was about him, she seemed to be particularly concerned, almost undisguisedly.

But now, Asagiri Ran cannot avoid the matter concerning that young man. Why should she escape and retreat just because of the other party?

I have never had the habit of backing down. Even though I think that I and Oreki Gen are just friends now, what does it have to do with Sakuraba Mizuki?

It seemed as if no one could get close to the person she had her eyes on. Asagiri Ran was very unhappy and didn't even care about the difference in status between her and the other person.

"It's a good game, but what does it have to do with you?"

Sakuraba Mitsuki's eyes began to seem filled with pressure.

It seemed as if he wanted to scare the other person with just his eyes, but Asagiri Ran looked directly at the other person, and it seemed as if invisible flames were colliding in the air.

The students passing by seemed to sense some strange aura.

"What's going on? I seem to smell gunpowder..."

"Isn't this summer? It's 32 degrees today, why do I feel so cold that I have goose bumps... There must be a ghost in this place!"

Of course, the two girls didn't notice the people around them at this moment. Perhaps it could be said that they only had each other in their eyes at this moment.

It’s just a pity that this is not a romantic description, this moment is called war.

Sakuraba Mitsuki felt the other party's stubbornness, so she smiled instead. Of course, her eyes were still full of contempt and disdain.

"Really? It seems you have also sensed the specialness of that boy."

This time, Asagiri Ran did not play dumb, but looked directly at the other party.

"I think you don't have to come to me every time because of Oreki Genji. He and I are both free. We are not controlled by anyone, nor will we be dominated by anyone. You want him to live only for you? With all due respect, this will only backfire."

In response to the other party's words, Sakuraba Mizuki just raised his head and looked at the empty ceiling.

Then he lowered his head and looked at the other person again, and took a step directly towards Asagiri Ran.

The momentum at this moment made Asagiri Ran feel like retreating, but she forced herself to hold it back and raised her head to look at the other person's gaze.

"You avoided talking about him before, but now you are saying these things to me, and even speaking for him... It seems like you two are getting along really well this time."

Asagiri Ran frowned.

"I'm not speaking for him. I'm just telling you a very simple truth. Not everyone needs to obey you or follow your ideas."

I just simply don't like you.

This is what is left unsaid.

Sakuraba Mizuki couldn't help but laugh.

It even made a sound, which made Asagiri Ran feel that this girl was simply a lunatic.

As expected, children from such families are not so normal.

Her laughter gradually stopped, and then she lowered her head slightly, looked at the other person and spoke in a low voice.

"Actually, it's not your turn to interrupt me about what's going on between him and me... But forget it, you should understand this in your heart. Now I have something more I want to say."

Asagiri Ran did not answer, but just looked at her, staring at her intently, as if all her fighting spirit was ignited.

Sakuraba Mitsuki's voice was very soft, but also clearer.

"I don't think you're a threat to us. I'm just being kind and giving you some advice. Don't get in touch with him, or you'll be hopelessly trapped. But this kind of entanglement is doomed to be fruitless, because he's mine, there's no other possibility."

After saying this, Sakuraba Kentsuki stood up.

He seemed ready to leave as soon as he finished speaking.

Asagiri Ran did not answer.

She didn't agree with anything the other person said.

Why do you think that I am hopelessly trapped because of that boy?

Why do you think he is really hers and there is no other possibility?

When Sakuraba Mitsuki was about to pass by each other, Asagiri Ran heard her last words.

"Oh, you don't seem to know... He came back to his hometown with me this time. I have met his parents and sister. As for what happened specifically... You can guess, of course you can also ask him, but I think he would be too embarrassed to tell you."

"boom."

Oreki Gen finally sat down in the classroom.