Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

The bustling crowd, the laughter and the noisy sounds of advertising broadcasts are intertwined.

There is something gorgeous about the colorful neon signs.

This is the most real world.

Rich or poor, powerful or ordinary, everyone has the right to enjoy it.

Being truly drowned in the sea of ​​people, no matter how handsome, beautiful, or wealthy you are, you are just a drop in the ocean of life.

"Would you like some milk tea, Mr. Amamiya?"

Oreki Xian saw a busy milk tea shop and felt that in this weather, he needed something to warm his hands.

However, Amamiya Koha looked at Oreki Gen and wrinkled her nose slightly.

"The last time I ran into you and that Kikyo Satomi, you were drinking milk tea. Do scumbags like to drink milk tea so much?"

Oreki Gen blinked innocently.

"Wouldn't it be a bit detrimental to the atmosphere to bring this up at this time?"

"What atmosphere? I don't know."

Amamiya Momiji played dumb.

Oreki Gen said with a smile: "Forget it, you won't be cold anyway with my hand."

After saying that, he squeezed the other person's soft palm in his pocket, which made Amamiya Hongye's eyes instantly moisturized and charming.

"Hey, you really don't want to drink?"

Amamiya Hongye couldn't help but say.

Oreki Gen smiled and took Amamiya Momiji to buy milk tea.

In fact, Amamiya Momiji doesn’t really like drinking milk tea, it’s just that people always have a strange obsession.

For that special person, I always want to do everything I can with him.

Drink milk tea, watch movies, go traveling, go to the amusement park...

I don't have such an impulse when I'm alone, but with a boy named Oreki Gen around me, these seem to be things I want to try.

After waiting in line for a while, the two finally bought the milk tea they wanted.

Amamiya Koha tried to pull her hand away, but Oreki Gen wouldn't let go.

Amamiya Momiji, holding a milk tea in one hand, looked at Oreki Gen with displeasure.

“This is very inconvenient.”

Oreki Gen smiled.

"You need two hands to drink tea. Are you a child?"

"asshole..."

Although she said so, in this cold winter, she seemed to have seen the romantic season with snowflakes flying.

Is this what it feels like to be in love?

I don’t know...but she didn’t feel awkward, she even felt sweet.

It was as if I had returned to my innocent student days.

"Ok?"

The two of them were walking and drinking milk tea, and when they passed by an arcade, Amamiya Momiji seemed to be attracted by it.

Her eyes saw a group of people crowded around the claw machine. Many girls were holding dolls in their hands, but they were not the main force in grabbing the dolls. The real gainers were the boys who treated the claw machine as a formidable enemy.

When Oreki Xian looked at these boys, he inexplicably thought of a sentence: I wish you were this serious in studying.

"Teacher Amamiya, do you want to grab the doll?"

Amamiya Momiji's eyes flashed.

"I have no interest in children's toys."

He said this, but didn't take a single step.

Instead, he looked at Oreki Gen.

Seeing this look, Oreki Gen wanted to laugh.

"Can't you be a little more honest?"

"What am I confessing..."

She blushed slightly and looked away.

Oreki Gen smiled and approached the other person's face, which was not frank.

"You just said you wanted it, how can I not give it to you?"

"Asshole...there's not a single decent word coming out of your mouth."

How could Amamiya Koye not hear the ambiguity?

Oreki Gen smiled and pulled his hand out. Amamiya Koha looked at her hand that was pulled out and felt a little empty for a moment, but it was soon filled with other feelings.

Because Oreki Gen had already walked towards the coin vending machine over there.

When you pick up the basket, a pile of game coins will pour down.

He walked towards Amamiya Momiji with a smile. The woman's eyes were flickering, because in her eyes, he was not only talking nicely, but also really taking action.

He is simply the irreplaceable, most perfect boy in everyone’s memory.

Women, especially mature women, are often difficult to be moved by just one or two words, but if you can easily do something that she values, you can open her heart more directly.

For example, at this moment, the boy holding the game coins looked at the audience.

"Come on, Mr. Amamiya, which one do you want? I'm risking my life today."

"Fool..."

She cursed with a smile, but her eyes were full of twinkling lights.

But soon, the hand pointed to the side where all the Doraemon claw machines were.

Oreki Gen walked over with high spirits.

Within ten minutes I was sweating profusely.

"Teacher Amamiya, listen to me."

"Well, let me hear you tell me how you managed to go ten minutes without picking up a doll."

Oreki Gen explained with difficulty.

"The machine is manually debugged. This kind of claw machine has data adjusted. Only when a certain amount of game coins are invested will a powerful claw appear once. Only then can one claw appear. Do you understand what I mean?"

Amamiya Momiji is actually very happy and not anxious at all.

Even if I didn't get a doll, even if there were men and women returning home with full loads passing by me.

In fact, she was already very happy just by watching Oreki Gen playing with the claw machine with sweat all over his face.

She tilted her head and looked at the other person.

"How about I give it a try?"

Oreki Xian stood up.

"You try it. I feel like someone took away a lot of it before I took over."

Then Amamiya Momiji got the hang of it. She didn't feel any psychological pressure. She just randomly inserted the coins, then simply operated the direction, and then moved her claws.

"Bang."

A Doraemon fell out.

She squatted down, picked up Doraemon, and looked at Oreki.

"Your intuition doesn't seem to be very accurate."

Oreki Gen touched his nose somewhat awkwardly.

"Ah... this is also my fault. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand, I understand."

"I don't think you understand. No, I have to catch one to prove my strength. Teacher, please get out of the way!"

Amamiya Hongye just watched the other party continue to consume the game coins in his hand.

She also didn't realize that the smile on her face had never faded.

She always kept smiling and became the most dazzling scenery in this video game arcade.

At the end, Oreki finally caught a Snorlax.

To be honest, it's really hard.

There is no way. Even if I am such a perfect handsome man like Sakura City, I can't easily conquer this kind of thing.

When he came out, Oreki Gen was still mumbling.

"What an unscrupulous merchant. They only took out two coins from so many. Don't come here next time."

Amamiya Momiji looked at the other person.

"Is there a next time?"

Oreki Gen said strangely.

"Why not anymore?"

Amamiya Momiji hesitated for a moment and shook her head.

"It's okay... Let's go to the movies. You're not in a hurry to go back, right?"

Oreki Gen felt that the other party was hiding something, and it didn't look like a good thing.

But the night was still long, and he was not in a hurry to find out now. Pressuring too hard would only ruin the current atmosphere.

So the boy nodded.

"Didn't I tell you that today's time is all yours? Let's go and see what you want."

The two came to the cinema. Since tomorrow was the weekend, there were many people in the cinema. Fortunately, they managed to buy tickets for the latest movie.

Oreki Gen was looking at the movie ticket in his hand while queuing with Amamiya Koha.

Asked with some curiosity.

"Do you like dogs?"

Because what Amamiya Momiji bought was a movie about dogs.

In fact, just by looking at the name and the trailer, you can tell what type of movie it is. It is nothing more than a story about the relationship between dogs and humans, and the sentimental and tear-jerking plot.

He actually thinks that people are likely to become more pretentious as they get older.

Therefore, we cannot face such sentimental movies head on. The more mature we are, the less we can cry freely.

Amamiya Momiji said calmly.

"I quite like it, don't you?"

"I don't like it or not. I am very tolerant of small animals. But doesn't Mr. Amamiya have a dog?"

"If you have a dog, you need to walk it often. I am too busy to take care of it, so I just pretend to like it."

"That's surprisingly honest."

"Don't you want me to be honest?"

"makes sense."

The two of them went into the cinema together and bought Coke and popcorn in advance. You may not like them, but you can't live without the atmosphere of these two things.

This movie is exactly what Oreki Ken imagined.

The content and narrative structure are nothing more than a sensational route of first praising and then criticizing.

Looking at the dog protagonist on the screen who was about to face the last moments of his life, Amamiya Momiji's eyes had already turned red.