Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

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Oreki Xian looked over.

Matsuyama Shouta looked at Oreki Gen with suspicion.

"How is your relationship with Mr. Amamiya?"

Oreki Gen said with some amusement.

"Why, have you shifted your target to Mr. Amamiya so quickly?"

Shota Matsuyama hurriedly explained.

"How is that possible! Although Ms. Amamiya is indeed very beautiful and there are many boys in school who like her and talk about her, I am not so ignorant as to be so ignorant."

"Then why are you asking this?"

“Do you have a feeling…”

"Feel?"

"Teacher Amamiya pays special attention to you..."

Oreki Gen looked at the other party's suspicious eyes, and he certainly felt this way.

How should I put it? He often calls me to his office for no reason. It seems that I can explain it by saying that I am the top student in the class now. However, if someone pays special attention to me, they can still find some clues.

I can only be thankful that Sakuraba Mitsuki is in a different class from me.

However, Oreki Xian remained calm on the surface.

"It's normal, right? I'm the most attractive person in this class."

"What you said makes sense, but... I don't think Amamiya-sensei is such a superficial woman who only looks at the surface."

He said so.

Oreki Gen just wanted to sneer after hearing what he said.

Don't look at the face? Are you kidding? Which girl around me doesn't look at the face? They are all absolute face lovers.

It is said that one needs sincerity to touch a woman's heart, but without a good face, most people are not even qualified to knock on the door of the goddess' heart.

"If you think it is, then it could be. Why do you care about it?"

"Nothing, it's just that Mr. Amamiya looked at you twice more, so..."

When Oreki Gen already felt something was wrong when he heard these words.

Sure enough, the next moment.

"Oreki Gen, Matsuyama Shouta, what are you two doing!?"

The woman's serious voice came.

Suddenly, Shota Matsuyama sat up straight and stammered nervously.

"I, he, I..."

"You and me, what are you talking about? Go out and stand there. You've been behaving well for a few days, but now your old bad habits have come back and you're disturbing other people's studies, right? Get out."

"No, I'm the only one?"

Matsuyama Shouta was stunned and looked at Oreki Gen.

The boy turned his head nonchalantly, indicating that it had nothing to do with him.

"if not?"

"...Fine."

Shota Matsuyama walked out of the classroom dejectedly.

Oreki Gen raised his head and looked towards Amamiya Koha on the podium. The woman was already looking at the whole audience nonchalantly, as if she wasn't paying any attention to him at all.

Oreki Gen could only sigh silently in his heart.

I’m sorry, Brother Xiang, there will be many unfair moments like this in life.

After school, Oreki Gen didn't go anywhere else.

I didn't go to the club either, because that evening had already been booked in advance by a rich young lady.

When Oreki Gen appeared at the school gate on time.

Many students passing by saw Oreki Gen standing conspicuously on the side of the road.

"Wow... so cool, is that Oreki Tsubasa?"

"Besides him, who else in our school is so handsome?"

"Why are you standing there alone? It's windy like this, it must be very cold, right? I think I should help warm him up."

"Okay, as long as you're not afraid of someone who will show up later, go ahead and give it a try."

"crunch-"

The clear sound of tires rubbing against the ground.

A familiar black car appeared before his eyes.

Oreki Gen didn't hesitate at all, as any hesitation would be a waste of his memory.

He opened the car door and disappeared in front of everyone. Then the car disappeared from everyone's sight and sped away in a luxurious manner, as if this car was a completely different world from the fantasies of these young people who were still in their youth.

"Today is quite punctual."

Sakuraba Mitsuki was not wearing a school uniform.

Instead, she wore a thick black cotton coat on her shoulders, with a black tight skirt underneath that looked like a party dress.

There are also delicate crescent-shaped earrings on the ears.

The whole person exudes an aristocratic aura that is exquisite and does not require much decoration.

Looks more noble.

Oreki Gen blinked.

"Did you just finish the party?"

"I just accompanied my mother to meet a few members of the board of directors."

She did not attend class today but took a day off, which Oreki Gen found out early in the morning.

Oreki Gen smiled.

"Now you need to get involved in something like this?"

"Of course, even if I don't do anything else, being familiar with people is what I, the only daughter of the Sakuraba family, should do."

Her tone was somewhat dissatisfied, and it was obvious that she didn't like it.

Oreki Gen didn't say anything to comfort her, but said.

"Do you want me to give you a massage?"

Sakuraba Mitsuki looked at Oreki Gen suspiciously.

"What have you done wrong that you are so anxious to please me?"

Oreki Gen replied innocently.

"How can you say that I am trying to please you? This is to comfort and care for you. When you are tired and irritable, I should have the responsibility to help you share or resolve the burden."

"What if the irritability is all because of you?"

As she said this, she was the first to lie down, right on Oreki Gen's legs.

The young man's hands gently covered the other's temples, using his red and soft hands.

He massaged with different strengths and weaknesses in a measured manner, while looking down at the other person's beautiful face that he could never get tired of looking at.

"Anything is fine except making me disappear."

"What if I want all the women around you to disappear?"

She narrowed her eyes and stared at the boy.

Oreki Gen blinked.

"How about you tell me about the thing that made me disappear?"

"Humph."

Just press it all the way.

Oreki Gen's massage skills were getting better and better. Although Sakuraba Mitsuki didn't say anything, her obviously more energetic appearance was enough to show her satisfaction.

When they arrived at the familiar mansion, Yui Shinkai came over holding Mumu.

"Good evening, Oreki-nii!"

She was all smiles.

Oreki Gen also smiled back.

"Good evening, Yui-chan."

Yui Shinkai blinked.

“Oreki-nii, it’s New Year’s Day!”

“That seems to be the case.”

"So are you ready to give Yui a New Year's gift?"

She looked at Oreki Gen with great anticipation.

The boy immediately understood why she was so enthusiastic today and turned to look at Sakuraba Mitsuki.

"I remember Yui is almost in the third year of middle school, right?"