Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

"If that's the case... then I have a reason to intervene."

Sakuraba Jianyue was stunned and looked at his mother.

"Why?"

Sakuraba Izumi smiled.

"Because now I am his mother too."

Sakuraba Jianyue couldn't help but frown.

"Don't say such meaningless things. What do you want to do?"

Sakuraba Izumi smiled and walked to the door.

"Nothing, just trying to control the situation when necessary. Just to keep you from going too far."

"I am your daughter."

She said so.

Sakuraba Izumi sighed.

"But Oreki-kun is also his mother's child."

Sakuraba Jianyue was stunned and couldn't help but retort.

"Is that your reason?"

Sakuraba Izumi looked at her daughter's confused look.

"The most important reason is, of course, that you are my daughter. No one wants you to get hurt more than me."

Hearing this, Sakuraba Mitsuki couldn't help but sneer.

"Don't you think it's too late to say such things now? The time when I needed you to say such things the most was already dead, wasn't it?"

"..."

Sakuraba Izumi's beautiful eyes narrowed, she seemed to want to say something, but in the end she turned her head away.

Open the door.

"I'm going to rest now. From now on, you are just brother and sister in name only. Get along with each other as brother and sister. I will supervise you."

When leaving the other person's room and closing the door.

Sakuraba Izumi clearly heard the last words spoken in the room.

"It's really no different from when I was a kid..."

Sakuraba Izumi raised her head.

Oreki Gen...you showed up at the right time. I hope I didn't make a wrong move.

I couldn't be more wrong about her.

She looked down the long, dark corridor.

The woman walked away slowly, leaving behind only a faint sigh.

----

"Ah!"

The boy with messy hair got up from the quilt.

Looked at the weather outside.

It is raining.

Rain slammed against the windows.

Drop by drop, they shattered on the glass and then slid down like tears.

Oreki ruffled his messy hair.

"Why do I feel like I'm sneezing more and more easily? Have you been cursed?"

do not know.

It's just that Oreki Gen is in a good mood because of the rainy weather.

How to put it, he does like the brightness of the sun, but he also likes the gentleness of rainy days.

My mood seems to have become damp because of this. People cannot be full of energy all the time, and occasionally they need to calm down and maintain themselves.

With this mood, Oreki Gen started a new day.

As usual, he ran into Matsuyama Shouta at the shoe cabinet. Oreki even thought that this boy might be an NPC that spawned at a fixed point. In fact, he didn't have a home at all. At this point, he started the program here and patted his shoulder from behind.

The boy was as excited as ever to talk to himself about games, anime, and news about upcoming blockbusters.

Oreki Gen attended class carelessly as usual, becoming the kind of academic bitch that he once hated the most.

He said that he did not review, did not do any exercises, did not listen to the lectures, and did not take any notes, but he still mastered the key points of knowledge easily.

Everything seemed normal, no different from usual. Amamiya Momiji on the podium would, as always, choose the 'right' moment to give herself a little shock.

The methods include: deliberately dropping the pen when passing by him, and then squatting down to pick up the pen to perfectly reveal her white chest with the button deliberately not buttoned.

She also deliberately asked herself to go on stage to write a question, and then behind the podium, at an angle where no one could see, she looked seriously at the audience, while silently rubbing her calves with her long black silk legs.

There really is hers.

In the afternoon, the class finally ended and Oreki Gen was thinking about whether to go home or hang out in the club.

Suddenly, my phone received a friend request from a social networking platform.

He was stunned for a moment and clicked on it.

I saw a familiar profile picture, and then...

Izumi: Oreki-kun, please go through your mother's friend~

"...overtake!"

Come on!

Oreki Gen was so anxious that he almost leaned back in his chair and threw his hands up, feeling hopeless.

And Matsuyama Shota looked over curiously.

"What's wrong? Are you suddenly remembering some embarrassing moments in your past? I'm familiar with this!"

Oreki Gen replied unhappily.

"Not just in the past, every step I take now is unbearable. I'm leaving now."

"Where are you going? Let's go play games."

"Going to the club room...my phone is about to be bombarded with people."

When Oreki Gen opened his phone, he found that it was almost bombarded with messages.

The source is none other than the president of the Human Ultimate Club, and also the unpredictable senior student Sayuri Yukino.

The content is probably.

[Oreki-kun, Ran-chan, where are your plans? Why can’t I see them now?! ]

[Speak up, where are the people? ! ]

[You don't want to talk, right?! The ultimate group of after-school humans, assemble together! ]

[Come on~~~ Let’s discuss this~]

[Hurry! Come! Don’t force me to beg you! ]

There is still a group message in front.

The next part is a private message to Oreki Gen.

Oreki Gen just then remembered that there seemed to be something that had not been resolved yesterday... But then again, he had so many "big things" yesterday, what was this little thing?

However, not wanting to continue being bombarded with information, Oreki Gen could only carry his schoolbag and walk towards Activity Room 103.

When I arrived, the two girls also arrived.

Asagiri Ran was still sitting in her familiar seat. The rain was falling outside, but she was staring at the book in her hands, her eyes fixed on it.

Sayuri Yukino looked at herself who came in very angrily, with her mouth pouted high, as if she could hang a kettle on it.

“Alright! Oreki-kun, you still have the nerve to come!”

Oreki Gen was stunned.

"How about I leave?"

"Get in!"

"I'm just going to walk in."

Oreki Gen walked in calmly and closed the door.

Sayuri Yukino put her hands on her hips and looked at the two people on the chairs.

"You don't even consider me as a minister!"

Oreki Gen glanced at Asagiri Ryou, but she had no intention of looking up at all, and it was obvious whether she had Sayuri Yukino in her eyes or not.

Oreki Gen said helplessly.

"I've been busy lately, so I forgot about it. Senior, calm down."

Sayuri Yukino looked at Oreki Gen with dissatisfaction.

"How dare you say that? What can a high school student do? Investing in stocks or talking about business?"

Oreki Gen thought about it.

"Life Events."

"I hope to receive an invitation to your child's full-month party next week."

"...That's not such a big deal."

Sayuri Yukino sat down unhappily.

Then sighed.

"That won't do. Club activities are not just about wasting time. As people pursuing the ultimate goal of humanity, how can we waste our time? If we can't come up with a challenge plan, it's a waste of life."

Oreki Gen raised his hand.

"Minister, I suddenly have a plan."

“Please speak, Oreki-kun.”

"I want to challenge myself to see how much of my life I can waste."

"Oreki-kun, please die."

"You don't have to be so harsh, do you?"

Sayuri Yukino glared at Oreki Gen.

"At least I can't spend my life wasting away in peace."

At this time, Asagiri Ran finally spoke while looking at the book.

"Challenging the ultimate of humanity is your goal, not ours. It's good enough that we can cooperate with you. What else can we do?"

Sayuri Yukino smiled coldly.

"Haha, if you can't think of anything, just say it. A nerd is a nerd. Apart from studying, he has no other thoughts. He is like a piece of wood full of termites. It looks good but is useless."

"Who said that?!"

Asagiri Ran reacted immediately, as if a switch had been turned on.

Sayuri Yukino was familiar with the user manual of Asagiri Ryou, and she immediately said with disdain.

"Then think of one now and see what's in your head?"

Asagiri Ran closed the book and smiled coldly.

"It's just a club activity plan, it's a piece of cake."