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

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The image of the girl with long black hair constantly criticizing the short-haired blond girl appeared in Sakuya's mind, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

What a youth! This is the life a normal high school girl should have.

After replying with a 'pat on the head' emoticon, Sakuya's eyes fell on Mingcha's own sister.

Looking at her own human heart that was beginning to take shape, Ms. Sakuya couldn't help but feel a little tired.

"So Tokyo's high school students are such a serious bunch?"

Su Shi was holding a teacup and just gave a questioning smile when he heard this.

"Nothing, just a little emotional."

I feel sad about my sister's bumpy emotional experience.

Well, regardless of that, I was able to become friends with everyone smoothly.

While browsing SNS, Sakuya asked in a calm and casual tone, "Sister, did you have a relationship when you were in junior high school?"

Even though Nagasaki Suyo's Qi cultivation skills were quite impressive, she was still caught off guard by her sister's sudden attack. After swallowing the black tea that almost spit out of her mouth, she still maintained an elegant smile on her face, and with veins faintly exposed, Nagasaki Suyo spoke:

"No~ I went to all-girls schools in middle and high school. Why do you think that, Sakuya?"

"Because I met your ex-girlfriend who dumped you and her pathetic little lover at school today!"

Of course, such provocative words were never actually spoken.

Feeling like a big danger flashed over her head, Sakuya tried to make up for it by saying, "Ah, it's nothing. I just happened to see a video of a beauty blogger coming out publicly."

"Don't read these weird contents. After all, such things are rare."

The finger swiped across the screen, and the purple-haired female passerby who was waving her hands like a cat in the video frame was ruthlessly swiped away.

"Come to think of it, it seems like a lot of my classmates are playing in bands. What was the name of the band you formed before?"

Ms. Sakuya's map of Yan State may be a bit short.

At least, for Miss Su Shi, who is also a sister, she can see through her sister's little thoughts at a glance.

The temperature dropped three degrees the moment the question was asked.

The trembling Sakuya tried hard to click the non-existent undo button in the air.

My sister's reaction was definitely anger!

Su Shi still maintained a cheerful smile, picked up the teapot, and filled the cup in front of Sakuya until it overflowed.

"The weather is a bit cold, Sakuya, drink more."

"Ahaha, I won't..." Miss Sakuya stood up and tried to escape.

With his wrist restrained by Su Shi's ruthless iron hand, Sakuya, with a haggard look on his face, sat back on the sofa pitifully.

Cha Yan had already been burned to the bone by the black tea.

He lowered his head and blew on his left hand, freeing its calloused left hand. Then, Sakuya drank the hot cup of black tea with a bitter taste in his mouth.

"You're such a bad sister," Sakuya accused, sticking out her tongue to cool down.

"It's Sakuya's own fault." Su Shi looked at her sister's silly look with dissatisfaction, but her voice became gentler: "Although I don't know where you heard the news from, I don't want you to ask me about this matter anymore."

It was no secret that I had formed a band in middle school, and I also posted a live stream of my first live performance on SNS. A simple search would reveal relevant information.

Sakuya, who was sweating profusely, breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his sister did not doubt his relationship with Shoko.

But I’m really curious!

What happened in junior high school? Everyone is so tight-lipped.

Isn't it just a band? Why would you make such a fuss?

Sakuya used her privilege as a high school girl and responded to her sister in a coquettish manner.

"Hey, I just want to play bass with my sister."

Su Shi held his forehead and sighed helplessly. He really couldn't bear to scold Sakuya.

"If you want, Sakuya, I can stay with you at home."

"If you want to play with everyone in a band, you can go to Ring and have a look. There are still many bands that need bassists."

“Sister isn’t coming with us?” Sakuya tilted her head.

"my words…"

The thumb of Nagasaki Suyo's right hand unconsciously groped the tender fingertips of her left hand.

"I'll need some time. There are some minor issues with everyone in the band. Once they're resolved, I'll play with Sakuya again."

"Is that so? Then let's all work hard."

Thinking back to the two heavyweights she met today, Sakuya was a little pessimistic and mentally objected to her sister's optimistic attitude.

Sakuya made this judgment after mourning for three seconds in her heart for her sister's poor first love who might not even exist.

Crychic is, perhaps, indeed dead.

Chapter 11 Don’t panic, find the time machine first

In the morning, half past six.

Sakuya, who was still trying to continue her sweet dream in her soft bed, was ruthlessly pulled out by Suyo and ordered to brush her teeth and wash her face.

I changed out of my pajamas reluctantly, and saw my hair in the mirror, which was fluffy and artistic.

She chose a dark rose hair accessory and hastily tied her hair up.

Steam was rising from the cup of red tea on the dining table, and the intellectual female weather forecaster was softly announcing that today would be a cloudy, sunny day.

Today's breakfast is basil baked salmon and vegetable pasta, which is nutritious and delicious.

Although the combination of vegetables and macaroni was a bit strange, Sakuya still finished her breakfast with satisfaction for the sake of the grilled salmon.

My sister's voice came from the kitchen as I hummed a tune and cleaned up the dishes.

"Sakuya, are you going to bring a bento to school today? We still have a lot of curry left from last night."

Sakuya tilted her head as she recalled how the blue-haired little hedgehog carefully took out his meal card in the cafeteria yesterday.

Classmate Xiangzi, are you very poor?

You don’t even want to accept the juice that I specially picked out yesterday. Are you the type with a strong sense of self-esteem?

She obviously behaves like a young lady. Let's observe her for another day.

He turned his head back to thinking and said to the kitchen, "I'll have lunch in the cafeteria with my classmates."

I said goodbye to my sister at the station, walked through the bustling crowd of people going to work, and soon I saw that eye-catching blue.

"Good morning, Xiangzi!"

Toyokawa Shoko had to admit that the moment she heard the sound, her Nagasaki PTSD kicked in.

Fortunately, the person behind me stopped at a perfect distance.

If it were Su Shi, he would have come up to him and asked about his well-being by now.

Suppressing the subtle feeling of difference in his heart, Xiangzi turned his head and nodded politely:

"Good morning, Sakuya."

Ichinose Sakuya followed Shoko about three steps away and cried in disappointment:

"Eh? So cold. Xiangzi said he wanted to be friends with me, but it turns out he still despises me. Cry."

The corners of her mouth curled up without her noticing, and Toyokawa Shoko slowed down her pace, letting Sakuya, who was like a little bird, chirp and follow beside her.

"Sakuya-san needs to improve her acting skills. She even yelled 'cry cry'."

Sakuya is really completely different from her sister.

"At least pretend to comfort me. Normally, shouldn't Xiangzi be in a panic now, rushing to me, giving me a hug, and patting my back like a mother?"

"No."

"That's too much. You did this and that to me yesterday...ah, why did you hit me?"

"Don't deliberately say something that could be misunderstood."

Shoko retracted his knife-like hand, tapped Sakuya's little head with his slender hand, and sighed softly:

"There's really nothing I can do against you."

Even though he knew that the girl's aggrieved attitude was probably fake, Xiangzi still turned around and took the initiative to move closer to Sakuya.

The brief hug ended instantly, as if nothing had happened, and they continued walking towards the school at the same pace as before.

Huh? What happened?

Did classmate Xiangzi hug me just now?

Really...really hugging?

Toyokawa Shoko, who was walking in front, secretly observed the brown-haired girl behind her with the corner of her eye.

The blushing girl calmed down a lot. She lowered her head, her fingertips tangled together, and followed like a little duck.

From an angle that Sakuya couldn't see, a few blushes quietly crept up on Shoko's fair face.

Sakuya-san is so cute, talking all the time, but she can't handle just a hug?

I hugged Sakuya-chan just because I didn't want bad rumors to spread in school. It would be bad if other students on the way to school heard it.

After all, there's nothing wrong with a hug between friends.

Xiangzi simply perfected the logic of his slightly impulsive behavior in his mind and coughed lightly:

"If you keep walking so slowly, you'll be late. Please walk faster."

"Well…"

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The bell for lunch break rang, and the ding-dong bell for the end of get out of class was undoubtedly a signal of liberation for the high school students who had been sitting in boredom for the whole morning.

The suppressed whispers in the classroom suddenly became justified.

The lively and noisy classmates finally pulled Sakuya's thoughts away from the blackboard.

I seemed to have Chinese and math classes in the morning.

At least that's what the notes I wrote down told me.

Sakuya finally calmed down and looked up at the blue twin ponytails swaying in front of her. Her face couldn't help but feel a little hot again.

It turns out that Xiangzi is such an enthusiastic type.

That’s right, Xiangzi should have just used the most efficient method.

Yesterday I was very direct in explaining things to myself, and I just didn't say anything about what I didn't want to say.

When faced with your own unreasonable entanglement, directly meeting your own demands is both convenient and can break the current predicament.

So...is it my own fault that I've been in a daze since this morning?

Sakuya silently told himself to be more careful next time and patted his cheeks to regain his energy.

"Xiangzi, do you want to go to the cafeteria together?"

"Didn't Sakuya bring a lunch box today?"

"Ah, I forgot. Let's go."

He jumped out of the back door, and just as his gray-blue eyes adjusted to the midday sun, he felt a helping gaze coming from the front.

Turning his head, Gao Songdeng's amber eyes were full of requests for help.

"Xiao Deng, come and have dinner with us."

"Eh? Xiao Deng would rather come to our place, right?"

"Today, Mom made shrimp and tamagoyaki. Would you like to try a piece?"

The students in Class 1-A surrounded Takamatsu Deng in three layers.