Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

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I just put my school bag away...

“Ahhh!!”

Oreki Gen sneezed unexpectedly.

Not only the people around him, but even Oreki Gen himself was confused.

Ok?

Will I still catch a cold with my current physical condition?

No, who is talking about me?

(There will be more tomorrow morning!)

57: Within seven steps, accurate and fast! (Additional update 4!)

After not seeing each other for a semester, the classmates were all greeting each other enthusiastically and chatting intimately about the interesting things that happened during the summer vacation.

For a while, the laughter and playfulness in the classroom continued, as if they would never stop.

Until the beginning of morning self-study.

The noises finally stopped, and Oreki Gen was still the same as always, looking at the book casually and pretending to study. The main reason was that he really didn't need to concentrate on studying these things now. He just needed to go through them once, and his mind would automatically memorize the things that needed to be remembered.

At the same time, if you understand the teacher's explanation, there is no need for the teacher to repeat it a second time.

Looking at the mature and charming female teacher who gradually appeared and walked onto the stage, looking at her serious expression.

Oreki Gen would think of the enchanting and charming figure twisting her waist in front of his face that night. It was such a huge contrast.

Who would have thought that the female teacher who was giving a lecture on the podium at this moment and supervising the students who were gossiping, appearing to be meticulous and serious, would actually have such a side?

It is this kind of contrast that can attract me so much. She is indeed a charming person.

Of course, it is also extremely dangerous.

Fortunately, the other party only had two classes in the morning, so Oreki Gen didn't have to suffer from those ambiguous memories for too long.

It's finally time for lunch.

Matsuyama Shouta immediately patted Oreki Gen's shoulder.

"Let's go eat. Oh my god, I'm exhausted from a whole morning of classes."

Looking at him stretching lazily with a look of effort on his face.

Oreki Gen felt a little reluctant, but still said it.

"You slept for almost half the morning, didn't you? You look very tired. How can sleeping make you tired?"

Matsuyama Shouta said unhappily.

"Was I sleeping? I was just listening to the class with my eyes closed. With my eyes closed, I can listen more attentively. I understand but I don't understand."

Are you practicing Zen here? You are listening to the class with your eyes closed.

The two of them walked towards the cafeteria together, just like in the past, feeling a little emotional, as if the boy next to her was the one who made her feel most at ease.

Just when Oreki Gen and Matsuyama Shouta took their food, found a seat, and were ready to sit down.

From the corner of his eye, Oreki Ken saw the trio of Yamada Ryuji, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, seeming to be discussing something, and then they walked towards him together.

To be fair, Oreki Gen doesn't really have any aversion to these three people, but he can't say he's that close to them either.

There should be no problem as just friends getting along with each other normally, but of course it is impossible for them to become good brothers.

But the three men had not come over yet, and Shota Matsuyama had not started eating yet.

Suddenly a shadow covered me.

Oreki Gen was stunned. The shape of this shadow was so familiar... so familiar that there was no longer any hope of luck.

Oreki Gen turned his head, and of course Matsuyama Shouta also turned his head.

Then they saw the young lady holding a lunch box appear next to them.

It was still the same expression, with an invisible oppression in the calmness.

That exquisite and beautiful face seemed to contain countless contempt for annoying people.

Oreki Ken subconsciously looked at Matsuyama Shota opposite him, but Matsuyama Shota seemed to have sensed some invisible aura.

He immediately stammered and picked up his plate.

“Oreki, it looks like… Sakuraba-san has something to tell you… I won’t bother you anymore.”

"No, wait a minute...!"

"Let's talk about it in class!"

Shota Matsuyama just ran away.

It seems that this girl treats the danger posed by others equally...it may even be more severe than what she feels herself.

But he really didn't care about his brother's life or death! Oreki placed his last hope on the other side.

Then I saw Yamada Takashi and the other two, who were about to walk over and say something, turned around in tacit understanding.

It's almost like dancing.

So neat and tidy, no time difference at all!

Damn! I knew none of these people were trustworthy!

Oreki Gen had no choice but to pick up the plate as well.

But the next moment.

"Would you like to try one?"

"..." Die if you try?

Oreki Gen put down the plate, took a breath helplessly, and then looked at the young lady sitting in front of him.

"Why, you're scaring even my friends?"

Sakuraba Jianyue glanced at him lazily.

"I'm not trying to scare them, they're just more sensible. Besides, they don't think they're your friends, so I should give them some face, right?"

Indeed, Sakuraba Mitsuki is not a love-brained person, and she does not have such a big face. She will not change her attitude towards strangers because of herself.

That is an impossible luxury.

"...That's true, but at this time...is there anything going on?"

Oreki Gen looked around and was not surprised at all to see countless hidden gazes, all of whom seemed curious about the relationship between him and this famous young lady in the school.

Only then could this young lady appear at a boy’s dining table for the first time.

"Is there nothing I can't find you for?"

Sakuraba Jianyue raised her eyebrows slightly. Normally, girls would be shy and uneasy when trying to explore a relationship with a boy.

This girl was threatening.

There's really no one else like him.

Oreki Gen smiled.

"Not really, I just don't think it's necessary. After all, there's only so little time at noon and I can't do much."

The last sentence seemed to hint at something.

It's a secret that's enough to make people blush.

But this girl would look directly at Oreki Gen, with a look in her eyes that seemed to be tempting to stir up emotions.

"Really? Do you want to try it at school? I just happened to be wearing white stockings today..."

White silk?

Oreki Gen looked at the other person.

The summer uniform that looks ordinary on others has a unique temperament on her, paired with her perfect figure and beautiful long legs... If this pair of delicate long legs were wrapped in white silk under this black pleated skirt... hiss!

Oreki Gen was almost about to raise the flag in salute, but this was just a fantasy.

"really?"

"Who the hell do you think I am?"

Sakuraba Jianyue sneered, as if he had seen through the boy's weakness.

Oreki Gen immediately looked bored.

"I knew it. It's boring."

But Sakuraba Mitsuki moved his face closer.

She approached the handsome boy with her alluring face and spoke in a low voice amid his puzzled look.

"If you want white silk, that's fine... come to my house after school."

What the hell!

It doesn't sound like a girl's lines at all. It sounds so much like a weird uncle who tricks a little girl into going home to see her goldfish.

"Are you sick? Why do you want me to go to your house all the time?"

Oreki Gen restrained himself, suppressed his desire, and appeared serious.

Sakuraba Jianyue sneered.

"Do you think everyone is qualified? It's a gift to you to go."

"Then why don't you make this opportunity a special prize? It's so precious."

"Stop smiling like that. Go or not, you haven't finished what you promised me."

"whats the matter?"

Oreki Gen looked at the other person hesitantly.

Sakuraba Jianyue curled the corners of his mouth, as if he was sure of victory.

"It's a painting, it's not finished yet. It was supposed to be finished before the summer vacation, but I gave you some leeway. You should be grateful."

Oreki Gen blinked.

"We are already in this relationship... this matter is not important anymore, right?"

Trying to play the emotional card.

After all, they have already had that kind of relationship, and if he were to be honest and let her draw in front of her...it would be too weird.

But Sakuraba Mitsuki didn't buy it at all.

He looked at the boy with contempt.

"What's our relationship?"

"...Just, that kind of relationship."

Oreki Gen knew what she wanted to hear, but he just didn't say it.

And Sakuraba Jianyue narrowed his eyes, flashing a dangerous and tempting light.

"Just tell me clearly, it doesn't matter. If I am satisfied with the answer, I might let you off."

"Well..."