Who says meal replacements can’t be eaten as meals?

She shook the tin in her hand, stretched out four fingers, and suddenly grabbed a handful of tea leaves...

Then he was kicked lightly by Miss Su Shi.

"It's too much. About 3 grams per person is enough." Su Shi's mouth twitched slightly. Does this guy want everyone to suffer to death?

“Ah, mistake, mistake…” Miss Aine scratched her head, thought for a moment, and asked carefully to ‘Sakuya-chan’ who seemed to be in a bad mood. “How much is 3 grams approximately?”

"It's the weight of 18 tea leaves~" Miss Su Shi said in a hoarse voice with the corners of her mouth raised.

"Uh..." Chihaya Aine paused for a moment. This is... so troublesome, but Sakuya sometimes also has this kind of cute willfulness.

After enjoying the strange sight of the silly pink-haired girl lowering her head to count tea leaves, Nagasaki Suyo spoke again. "If Aine is not good at the tea ceremony, how about I do it?"

"It's okay, it's okay. Next is to wash the tea and make the tea. I've also learned the tea ceremony." Chihaya Aine, who had just felt humiliated, waved her hands confidently again. The tea-cutting skills she learned from YouTube videos were meant to be shown off in occasions like today!

The tea leaves are put into the pot, 92-degree boiling water is added, the fragrance of tea fills the air, and the real show has just begun.

Miss Aiyin pinched the cup lid with two fingers and skimmed off the foam on the surface. The action was not elegant, but it added some atmosphere.

That’s the feeling, so classy and elegant. Next time I must ask Xiao Deng to record it for me and post it on SNS!

Miss Aiyin's good self-image did not last long. The heat was transferred along the temperature difference, and the cup lid suddenly seemed a little hot.

"Ain, you'd better speed up. If you hit the edge of the teacup and make a sound, it will be very impolite~" Miss Su Shi was kind enough to explain a piece of tea ceremony etiquette that not many people follow.

"Haha...hiss, it's okay...hiss, of course I know this...hiss, of course I know that!" Chihaya Aine had sweat on her forehead. Her right hand, which she had originally wanted to put down to rest for a while, began to work again with difficulty, quickly skimming off the remaining foam.

“Hiss…what’s up?” Miss Aine quickly shook her hands, baring her little fangs.

“Great, great! You’re worthy of being Aine. Next, please shake the cup against the top of the lid a few times. Be careful not to get burned by the tea~” Su Shi clapped and smiled a little brighter.

“Ah? There’s… there’s more?” Miss Aine looked like she was about to cry.

"No...it's okay. Aine is already great. It's up to me from now on." Takamatsu Deng stood up awkwardly and comforted her.

"Alright, everyone sit down and I'll do it. Aine will do the same..."

Miss Hai Luo, who was eating candy quietly, twitched her right hand twice, and cracks appeared on her indestructible heart. Her face was tangled, crying and laughing, like two people. Her painter soul was shouting, but was bound by her conscience. She kept recalling the wall-dong, playing the piano, and sucking her fingers, and finally suppressed the darkness in her heart.

After returning, I have to draw a few more pictures of Toyokawa x Ichinose's split-up scenes to stabilize my mind.

Everything is normal in the Astronomy Department, maybe with a little more tea and laughter, but that’s not a bad thing, right?

Chapter 114 I have always been——

Kanzaki Kairo knew that she was almost going to win.

The deserted room was filled with the restless rainbow light of the dazzling keyboard. The slender figure on the gaming chair cast multiple overlapping and slightly distorted shadows on the ceiling of the girl's boudoir, and was deeply imprinted on the Kamvas digital tablet that she had intended to write on but had put aside.

The air was filled with silence and the system's calm voice announcement - there was only one person left, whether it was himself or the opponent.

Will win!

Kanzaki Kairo, who was already stuck in the attacking position, switched guns quietly and did not move.

Today, I am very strong!

The painter's keen eyesight was fully utilized, and he stared intently until the first pixel began to peek out from the edge of the gray wall.

Still as a mountain, moving like thunder, the violent sound of Odin's gunshots tore through the silence, and the flames flowing from the bullets gradually lengthened.

Kanzaki Kairo sat up straight, shook the soda in her hand lightly with her wrist, swallowed a little with the elegant posture of tasting red wine, and muttered softly to herself.

"Win, finally..."

This is the feeling called victory, dazzling and fascinating. The melancholy mood has disappeared. It turns out that when I can’t paint anymore, I have to reward myself with a stress-relieving game!

I clicked on it skillfully and continued to match. The future seemed bright. I thought my luck had changed and I was about to start a winning streak.

The system counted down, trying to find an equally matched opponent. Miss Hai Luo finally found the time to switch back to the drawing page which had no progress and only an empty pure white layer.

After class, she sat in silence in front of the whiteboard for a long time. She raised her hand to draw the first arc, then pressed ctrl+z in silence, and then started again, repeating this cycle over and over again.

She knew that she should update the forum. She also kept the human body materials from Tietie and Miao Mengqin's channel aside for reference at any time. Everything was ready, but she just couldn't get started. She was always drawing and deleting, and in the end she maintained the number of new layers at 1.

Any painter may experience fatigue, lack of inspiration, an empty mind, or even a mind filled with the evil mahjong game, but Miss Hai Luo's situation is a little different.

She was a little scared and updated slower and slower.

As Sakuya's popularity on the Internet grows and the number of fans on her account increases dramatically, she sees the word "Hyugaoka" appearing in comments on works more and more often. Although there is still a wave of powerful accounts that have been claiming that the orthodox village girl should be in the Moon Forest, she herself is confused by it.

Maybe it would be better to draw some other children? Toyokawa x Ichinose is very fragrant, but it seems a bit boring...

Once the heretical idea came into being, it grew wildly like weeds in the wilderness, breaking through the boundary called "solo push" in an instant. The twisted thought spread all the way, and even the dark forbidden land that had never been entered could not stop it in the slightest - a threesome... didn't seem to be impossible?

The game prompt sounded like a wake-up call, waking up Miss Hai Luo who was about to fall into the dark painting world. Her left hand, which had touched the touchpad unconsciously, bounced back as if it had been electrocuted. She hurriedly wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, and panted violently for a few times, until her teammates died one after another before she gradually regained her composure...

Kanzaki Kairo glanced at the two friendly players left on the top of the screen and breathed a sigh of relief. It was just a pistol round, and they were done for.

The Twisted Gate is so terrifying. Thanks to the timely warning from Bodhisattva Valorant, otherwise I would have fallen into the endless hell and become a DD.

From now on, I will work hard on my shooting skills every day, optimize my landing routes, and make great contributions to my supreme path!

Miss Hai Luo was in a good mood as she was at the starting point of her winning streak. She kicked her standard pistol and barely killed the opponent's remaining health before watching the battle with peace of mind.

Then she saw her familiar hometown and the familiar standard pistols in the hands of the characters.

Forty minutes later.

Kanzaki Kairo opened the uninstall program of an unknown red anti-stress game with an expressionless face.

Just won one.

A handful.

The table let out a painful wail of HP-1, and Miss Hai Luo also cried out, holding her head. "You're going to hang up in the second round, right? Ahhhhhhhhh!"

A crazy and suppressed female voice sounded in a corner of Tokyo and quickly disappeared. Flickering lights began to appear in the dark room. Perhaps it was a coincidence, or perhaps it was God's will. Someone's face rolling on the keyboard while venting his anger happened to touch the play button that served as a reference.

That was the latest band footage uploaded by Miao Mengqin, and the main content was a close-up clip of the sunny golden-haired guitarist gently massaging the arm of the band's bassist.

"Xiaochu, it hurts a little..."

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, but the only compensation I can offer is a smile."

...

"That's great. Let's go home together tonight?"

"Um..."

...

The last ray of light faded away at dusk. Time passed quickly in Tokyo's summer. Kanzaki Kairo reached out and pressed the pause button of the video. At this moment, she forgot a lot. The noisy night outside the window suddenly faded away. The crystal-like elegant, transparent and resolute single-push heart showed cracks and began to shatter from the very center.

"Hee~"

Kanzaki Kairo stretched out her hand tremblingly and covered her cheek with it, grinning in a rather exaggerated way.

A terrible, bold, and absurd idea that violated the bottom line of his own loyalty principles shattered the broken "single-push heart".

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee!"

The Kamvas digital tablet is almost scratched with sparks by the stylus, draft line drawing, block coloring, light and shadow, and finally the atmosphere. The speed of each step is getting faster and faster, just like her psychology, from resistance to escape to acceptance of reality, and then to fascination. Is this a breakthrough in the bottom line, or a complete awakening of artistry?

The sunlight faded, the lights dimmed, and the incandescent light in the room was not turned on. Kanzaki Kairo once again picked up the bottle of soda that she had named "Victory" and pinched the round and protruding neck of the bottle with two fingers. The blue and white spectrum of the submission page on the computer screen mixed together, illuminating her cheeks.

There were messages coming out, one after another. They were the crazy mentions of the [Magic Conch Aquaculture Center] group members and the endless question marks.

Miss Hai Luo smiled brightly, and the glass bottle mixed with sparkling water faithfully divided her smile evenly into countless parts.

She was sighing, sighing that if she had never experienced the taste of victory...

But it doesn't matter now.

No matter what CP it is, I will draw it the same way!

[Magical Conch]: "No matter who it is, I will still push it alone!"

[A Midsummer Night's Dream]:

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[Magical Conch]: “?”

[A Midsummer Night's Dream]: "Then could Miss Conch explain what you said at 14: pm on the th of last month?"

Chapter 115 Blowing Hair

Fujimiya Hermia, a Japanese-English hybrid whose name originated from Athens, is half of the news department of Tsuki no Mori, a recorder of omnipresent black history, a low-key descendant of a foreign aristocratic class, with the online name Midsummer Night. She is an unknown historian lurking in the chat group, and her biggest wish for the time being is to bring some big news to the stable and boring Tsuki no Mori school newspaper.

Today, she specially asked her teacher for permission to hold a small tea party for three people in the second-floor corridor with a good view overlooking the atrium. The sensor and zoom lens of the DSC-WX350 she used were adjusted, so she could record any movement at any time.

After taking a sip of red tea, Hermia suppressed her restless excitement and took back the color photos that had been developed overnight from the hands of Kamei, whose pupils were shaking.

The three-character rule divides the picture into nine parts. The light is just right, surrounded by flowers. In the left corner is a cucumber vine that has just been watered and is full of vitality. The theme in the middle is the harmonious and attractive two girls. Through the flaxen hair, you can clearly see the expressionless doll lady who is slightly tilting her head. Her cold little face is stained with red clouds. Her hands are concentrating on fiddling with something, and even her golden eyes are filled with happiness.

The other tall protagonist has his back to the screen, with his hands clenched behind his back. He bends down, as if he has finally mustered up the courage to kiss the smooth forehead of the person in front of him.

"I didn't expect Su Shi to be so bold. Are she and Ruo Ye about to kiss?" As one of Miss Su Shi's afternoon tea partners, Xiao Ai has a lot of good feelings for this gentle, caring and motherly classmate. She just didn't expect that this flaxen-haired girl is such a carnivorous person with such terrifying action ability.

"It's just a kiss on the forehead." Hermia, who had been twisting and turning on the bed for a long time yesterday and only calmed down a little after finishing the daily backstabbing in the group chat, was calm and composed. After taking a sip of red tea, she continued. "Although it looks like the two of them secretly met and had some intimate contact that was not in line with school rules, but..."

"But?" Xiao Ai poured the tea respectfully.

"But this is just a visual misunderstanding caused by misplaced shooting. It doesn't mean that these two really kissed." Hermia finished the second half with regret.

"Is that why you came here today to wait for something to happen? Classmate Hermia, isn't your behavior what the outside world often calls a paparazzi?" Miss Ai glanced speechlessly at the simple camera that the blonde mixed-race girl was holding in her hand.

"No." Hermia shook her finger. "I am a journalist, and I didn't publish it in the newspaper, nor did I spread it widely, although it would be big news if the daughter of the Ye family fell in love at school."

"Step by step..." Ge Mu Ai stood up and looked towards the empty atrium. The simple cucumber rack was quietly huddled at the outermost edge. It looked a bit abrupt against the backdrop of many exotic flowers and plants, with a sense of beauty that was out of place.

"Is that the corner?" she asked.

"50cm to the right." Miss Hermia, who had already set up the camera tripod, responded strictly.

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Let’s go back in time.

It's a bit like a spring outing. Ichinose Sakuya thought as he followed Wakaba Mutsu.

The classes were easy, we exchanged lunch, the gardening and scenery were great, and there was no history make-up exam. This was life.

"Xiao Mu, where are we going?" Sakuya hummed a little tune, and his steps gradually changed from graceful to excited.

"The kettle is in the gardening department." Ruo Ye Mu's mouth curled up, and if you looked closer, you could see a rare and charming smile.

This was the first time that Su Shi was willing to accompany him completely from the beginning.

"Oh? Just watering? No wonder the teacher told us to just do as we please. It feels so relaxing." While enjoying the relaxing atmosphere of not having to attend classes, Ms. Sakuya criticized her sister's lazy life in her heart.

Ruoye Mu nodded her head, then shook her head slightly. She wanted to explain more about her own cucumber. "When school starts... you're busy. Be careful with the seeds."

"That's true. I changed my class midway." Sakuya gently touched the hair hanging beside her ear, guessing that her sister was afraid that she would be exposed, so she made such arrangements.

In other words...I can be a little less aggressive in my pretense?

Great!

"Xiao Mu, what are you planting?" Sakuya took two light steps and walked to the side of the doll lady who was distractedly looking behind her. He tilted his head and met her golden eyes.

Ruoye Mu blinked twice and looked down at the round-toed leather shoes on his feet.

Sakuya also blinked twice, then straightened his back sheepishly, and put his hands back in place properly behind his back.

Xiao Mu is so pretty...

"Dutch cucumber." Ruoye Mu's tone remained normal, his head still lowered. Su Shi was just... a little too close.

"Ahem..." Someone adjusted his posture. He had thought that the eldest lady of Tsuki no Mori would plant some precious and hard-to-grow flowers, but it turned out to be a farm stay on campus?

"Cucumbers do need to be watered slowly, and they require a lot of water, but... why did Xiao Mu choose to grow cucumbers?"

"...Because it is the seed given by the teacher." Miss Wakaba Mu raised her eyebrows and looked at Nagasaki Sushi, who seemed to have not changed much, and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. "Sushi, don't you like it?"

"Eh? No, no, I'm just a little surprised." Sakuya waved her hands anxiously without any manners, and quickly added, "The cucumber and Mu-chan seem to match well. They are both quiet and light green. I just thought Mu-chan would choose some more noble flowers or something."

"Really?" There was a hint of pity on Ruo Yemu's calm face. After all... the little cucumber in the corner of the flower stand was the only thing that belonged to her. If Su Shi didn't like it... she couldn't give it away.

"Really? Vegetables like cucumbers can be eaten directly after simple washing. They are delicious even when eaten raw, and can also be used to make salads. I still like them very much." Miss Sakuya naturally didn't understand why Xiaomu asked this, but the girl's slightly obvious smile was the best answer.

"Yeah." Ruo Yemu hummed lightly, without saying anything, but just moved one step closer.