Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

As she said this, she had a beautiful smile on her face, like the beauty of melting winter snow.

When she left gracefully.

Only Sayuri Yukino and I were left.

The beautiful girl next to him, who had twin ponytails and looked very cartoonish, was still looking at him.

His eyes were sparkling, like a light that never went out, forever flickering.

"It seems like I don't have to worry about my junior anymore. Has Sakuraba-san been completely controlled now?"

Oreki Gen smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"That's not manipulation, this is the power of love, senior sister, this is called mutual understanding, don't say it so harshly."

Sayuri Yukino thought about it for a moment.

"But I feel like there are a lot of people who understand you."

"That's your illusion."

"is it?"

"Of course, I am a kind and upright person. You may not know how many heroic deeds I have done."

"But even if you are brave and righteous, you may still make mistakes in your relationship, right?"

Sayuri Yukino blinked.

Oreki looked at the twin ponytails swaying slightly, and he really wanted to grab them tightly...

"There is no such thing as making or not making mistakes in love, there is only bravery and cowardice."

"So you are brave?"

"Well, I'm pretty brave."

Looking at Oreki Gen's eyes, Sayuri Yukino entangled the ends of her twin ponytails with her fair and slender fingers.

Then he smiled and said, "It seems that this club activity depends entirely on you. I never thought that a scumbag could be so useful."

"What's the matter with that? I'm just contributing to the community."

"I hope so. Come on then~"

You have a really big heart to cheer for the scumbag.

But what else can I do? I have to move forward. There is no other way.

After returning from school, Oreki Gen took a shower and changed into casual clothes.

Not dressed up too carefully.

Young people of this age should always be like the bright morning sun.

With a youthful atmosphere, freshness and cleanliness are enough.

The jeans, white shirt and the large windbreaker draped over his body highlight the boy's figure and youthful and handsome aura.

This alone is enough to be stunning.

As for hairstyle, the messier it is, the more beautiful it is. The image of the youthful and slightly lazy Japanese handsome guy is deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Then Oreki Gen received a call.

Of course it comes from the red leaves of Amamiya.

A very simple sentence.

"Let's go out."

"Mr. Amamiya."

"Ok?"

"Do you want to bring an umbrella?"

"Why bring an umbrella when it's not raining outside... Wait, you bastard."

"hey-hey."

"Wait... bring it."

"Good for you."

Chapter 78: Accidental or intentional?

Before even leaving the house, someone may already be blushing.

The agreed place was a restaurant not far away, not in the messy Lansu area, which seemed to be a good thing.

It’s not that Oreki Gen was afraid of that place, that much.

But every time I go there, nothing good happens and I only get into a lot of trouble. I seriously suspect that it might be a place like Luofengpo, so I should avoid going there if necessary.

Oreki Gen's motorcycle still stopped in front of the convenience store. According to Amamiya Momiji's habit, she might drink, so there was no need to ride the bike there.

It would be a laughing stock if the handsome boy Sakura was arrested for drunk driving.

Oreki Gen was not very excited during the journey. Although this was definitely a date, it was not necessarily something erotic. You have to know that these women are best at creating trouble for themselves.

But then again, no matter how much trouble it is, it's all my fault.

There's no escape.

The scenery outside the window is flying by.

Oreki Gen felt sad as winter deepened and the bleak air outside became more intense.

Everyone was wearing warm clothes, but it still couldn’t warm the emptiness in their hearts.

So I'm luckier than most people, right?

After getting off the car, I looked at the particularly stylish restaurant in front of me. The walls were covered with ivy, but it looked a little withered now because it was not the season for its vigorous growth.

The copper doorplate looks very Nordic and the atmosphere of a small town is very vivid, and soothing music can be heard faintly from inside the door.

Oreki Xian pushed the door open and walked in.

It was very quiet inside, and it was indeed an occasion that Amamiya Momiji would like. After all, she was a woman who insisted on being quiet even when drinking. To use a very direct and non-ironic description, it was 'full of petty bourgeois style'.

We quickly found Amamiya Momiji's location. After all, she was a woman who would always be charming and elegant no matter where she was.

At this time, he was sitting quietly in a separate seat.

Her long hair was slightly curled, still smooth, with a straight nose and delicate and cool facial features.

Especially with her identity as a teacher, the overly intellectual and ascetic feeling on her body became more obvious, so Oreki Ken saw countless men passing by, and no matter whether they had a female companion or not, their eyes would vaguely look in that direction.

Men are always like this, a heart that loves beauty is always irresistible.

Of course, this doesn't mean that he doesn't love the girl around him enough. It's just an instinctive drive.

On the contrary, the man who always acts indifferent to other beautiful women may be doing so out of a guilty conscience.

Oreki Gen calmly came in front of the other party.

Looking at the woman who was dressed very elegantly today, but looked a little cold.

A loose and slim-fitting coat, with what appears to be a tight black long skirt underneath.

She raised her head and looked at the handsome young man.

"You're a little late."

It seemed as if it was complaining about the boy's slightly slow movements.

Oreki Gen smiled and looked at the other person.

"Because I saw the teacher outside, I was delayed a little."

"Ok?"

Amamiya Momiji didn't seem to understand the meaning of this sentence.

Oreki Gen showed the straightforward and handsome smile that a boy of his age should have.

"Because today's teacher was unexpectedly pretty, I looked at her for a while longer, fearing that I might have recognized the wrong person."

Amamiya Koha widened her eyes slightly, and her cold and beautiful face relaxed a little, showing a little color like plum blossoms blooming in the severe cold.

During a date, boys don’t have to be so proactive and don’t have to be a bootlicker, but they must not ignore the girl’s intentions towards them.

For example, you may change your clothes specially for this date, put on exquisite makeup, or even make a small change in accessories. You may find that for the other person, it can make her feel that at least you pay attention to her and notice every little change in her body.

No matter what the purpose of the date is, it never hurts to make the other person happy.

It is easy to do bad things if you keep getting stuck in the so-called "man's dignity".

At this moment, Amamiya Koha's heart was indeed slightly moved.

What the hell...you're so talkative right away?

But there is still some doubt.

"Really? I appear in front of you almost every day, and you make it sound like we don't see each other often."

Oreki Gen picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and then answered calmly.

"Because we usually need to keep our distance, there aren't many opportunities to meet face to face. And normal times are normal times, this is a special day, isn't it?"

Amamiya Hongye couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

"Isn't it because of you, a scumbag, that we don't have many opportunities to meet face to face?"

She said this with a hum, but there was no sign of anger between her brows, only a little resentment at most.

Oreki Xian shook his head helplessly.

"That's for the sake of the teacher's reputation... Hmm? I haven't seen this earring before."

This time he did not clumsily change the subject, but instead focused his gaze on the other person's crystal clear earlobe.

A silver earring hanging from the earlobe is in the shape of a teardrop.

It looks very delicate but not overly gorgeous, and matches her temperament, giving her the feeling of a cool and elite lady.

It's the kind of person who... if you have her in your office, you'll always be imagining about violating her.

There are so many things about her that can hurt men.

Amamiya Hongye couldn't help but feel secretly delighted.

This is a pair of earrings that she saw when she was shopping with Qingye Liang some time ago. The price was quite expensive for her, and she was hesitant at the time, but she still made up her mind to buy it.

I didn't expect that the young man noticed it accurately.

Sure enough, the money was not wasted...

She pretended to reach out and touch her earrings.

"Ah... I just bought it casually. It's not something expensive."

Oreki Gen did not discuss the value of this thing with the other party, nor did he tell the other party whether the value of this thing was important or not.

At this time, only the simplest sentence is needed.

"But it looks really good on your ears. It's very special."

On the one hand, it is praising the value of the earrings, and on the other hand, it is expressing that maybe the earrings look so beautiful because of you.

It's like killing two birds with one stone.

Amamiya Koha couldn't help but smile shyly.

"He just keeps telling lies to deceive people."

Although she said this, her expression clearly betrayed this woman.

At this time, the dishes ordered by Amamiya Momiji also arrived.

Some fine Western food that suits her petty-bourgeois taste.

She seemed to say it casually.

"I don't know what you like to eat, so I just ordered something random. But if you don't like it, we can't waste it."

But his eyes kept glancing at the other person's expression, as if to see if he really didn't like the food he ordered.