The peaceful daily life of the heroine in the other world

"Are you done?" Hayami Sana asked calmly.

"Well, tell me why you're here."

"I'm a member of the student union. Today I'm here to check whether the club activities are proceeding normally." said Hayami Sana.

"T...Tiao?!" The former bad guy subconsciously moved his chair and leaned closer to Miss Amamiya.

"........"

Kana Nakamura murmured a few times, as if she wanted to say something, but after a while, her expression finally became respectful.

"Oh... Dear Miss Hayami, I admit that my tone was a bit harsh just now. Please give the Study Department a chance to survive..."

The white-haired loli reached for the corner of her clothes with a somewhat difficult expression.

She was wondering whether she should expose her white belly at this moment to show her apology.

He was arrogant at first and respectful later, which makes people laugh when they think about it.

"Alright, don't worry, Mr. Meal Ticket. The new members of the Student Union don't have the power to disband the organization. Their only responsibility is to observe and report."

Amamiya Yi's expression didn't change as she added calmly, "And, looking at those clubs downstairs who play cards, mahjong, and PS4 every day, I think we, who just read books and chat occasionally, are already a breath of fresh air in the entire school club community."

Upon hearing this, Kana Nakamura immediately smiled and her bent back straightened instantly.

The occult society next door is doing some weird rituals every day, the mahjong club downstairs is shuffling cards openly, so what's wrong with their study department cheating?

"I know quite a bit."

Hayami Sana did not get to see the other person's panic as she wished.

She raised the teacup with a unhappy mood. This time, she blew on it carefully a few times before taking a sip.

After the hot black tea entered her mouth, the blonde girl opened her eyes slightly, with a hint of surprise in her expression.

...The tea she'd brought to the student union in her bag wasn't particularly high-end, but the aroma and taste of this black tea far exceeded her expectations, far better than what she'd brewed herself...

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Yu Gongyi asked softly.

Hayami Sana nodded subconsciously, but immediately came to her senses and changed her words, "It's just so-so. It was cooked a bit too long and the taste is a bit astringent. It's really not worthy of being served in a hall."

"This is..."

The girl lowered her eyes slightly, looked down at the tea in the cup, and remained silent.

There seemed to be a hint of sadness in his indifferent eyes, "..Maybe I'm not very good at making tea."

Her tone was very calm, but the cold feeling, combined with her expression, seemed to suddenly become sad.

Looking at Amemiya Yi's seemingly lost look, Hayami Sana, who seemed to have successfully defeated her, thought she would feel happy.

But I don’t know why.

At this moment, I just feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.

And a bit of...guilt.

"It's impossible for such a good taste to be achieved by luck. It must be the result of constant practice at home and a lot of effort to achieve such a good taste."

"But I..."

The girl clenched the teacup slightly and couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Hayami Sana...you are so despicable right now...

...

While Hayami Sana was feeling shaken, the three people who were familiar with Amamiya Yi were happily drinking black tea and eating desserts on the table.

——That was during the home economics class just now. After thinking about the study club, Miss Amamiya borrowed materials from the teacher and gave the club members more baking as a benefit.

It is just the right amount of sweet and salty, neither sour nor astringent, and very delicious. It is of the quality that can be sold in a dessert shop at any time.

Miss Chuan and the class monitor were both very aware of how strong the girl's ability to withstand pressure was. Small things could not disturb her mood at all, so they didn't think much about it.

Kana Nakamura was enjoying her meal from the beginning and didn't think about it at all.

As for Miss Amamiya, she actually doesn't care about her tea art.

She was just silently feeling sorry for Qianqian.

"This is super high-quality tea that costs 1 yen per gram online..."

As a housewife, Amemiya Yi lowered her head and looked at the pictures of Hideyo Noguchi flowing in the cup, feeling a pang of pain in her heart.

Although it wasn't hers, it didn't matter. She felt sorry about it.

After all, she didn't know how to taste tea and couldn't tell much difference, so she just relied on her title of "housekeeping jack of all trades" to make a random brew.

If it could be exchanged for money, this cup of tea in front of me would be enough to buy a good meal for the whole family...

Obviously, Miss Amemiya's subconscious thinking of saving money has not changed yet.

There are many gaps between people's thoughts.

However, no matter what, because of this small cup of black tea, Miss Hayami, who was a little thin-skinned, suddenly lost the enthusiasm that she had in the beginning to rush over to compete with Amamiya Yi.

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

After silently drinking the extremely expensive tea, Amamiya stood up and said softly, "I have to go to the tennis club to take care of some things. I'll excuse me for now."

While speaking, she also observed the expression of the blonde girl.

Feeling... a little dull.

"Well...I didn't do anything, did I?"

Miss Amemiya didn't quite understand why Miss Hayami suddenly became so depressed. Not getting a response for a while, she walked out of the classroom as a matter of course.

Hayami Sana stood there for a few seconds before reacting. She quickly pushed her chair back and trotted out to the corridor.

“Wait a minute!”

"Ok?"

Amemiya Yi stopped and looked at Hayami Sana in front of her with some hesitation, her expression also showing a bit of confusion.

"Hayami-kun...what else?"

"I, I want to apologize to you for the lie I just told!"

The blonde girl blushed and said shamefully, "Those were just words I said in anger. Don't take them to heart..."

"?"

Even though Miss Amamiya has an excellent memory, it is still difficult for her to understand the current situation immediately.

Lie, what lie? What are you talking about?

At this moment, feeling somewhat confused, Amamiya chose to remain silent.

This made Hayami Sana feel a little uneasy and she continued to speak.

"...Your tea is really good, much better than my own. And...and the snacks you make are really delicious too..."

"......"

Amamiya Yi felt a little strange when she was suddenly praised by Hayami, a classmate who usually did not get along with her.

"I forgive you. Is there anything else? If not, I will..."

"Wait, wait a minute! I want to ask you another question!" Hayami Sana spoke hurriedly.

"Ask." Yu Gongyi responded softly.

She mustered up her courage and asked in a low voice with a somewhat conflicted expression.

"Can you still make tea for me from now on?"

"..."

This sentence made Yu Gong Yiwei stunned for a moment.

She thought about it, nodded, and said, "If Hayami-san wants to, you're welcome here...anytime."

"Well, let's put it this way!"

After Hayami Sana's eyes lit up, she hurried away and ran into the club classroom next door, and there was a burst of chaos.

Before leaving, her expression seemed to be that she was trying to suppress her joy.

"Unpredictable mood, unpredictable emotions..."

Amemiya Yi looked at the disappearing figure of the blonde girl, feeling a little puzzled.

"...Tsundere...Is that so?"

.......

ps: 4.**

They are also the second week: Chapter 194 Xiao Nanliang and the Tennis Club's Special Training

The setting sun shone with warm sunlight, which passed through the cloudless sky, drooped over the glass stained with a few gray stains, and fell into the bustling gymnasium.

After walking out of the passage connecting the teaching building and the gymnasium, the girl came to the audience seats on the second floor.

Stop in front of the fence and look down quietly.

The yellow-green ball leaped in the air, flying high and fast. After the racket made a "snap" sound, it shot through the air like an arrow, appearing on the other side of the sight in an instant, followed by a crisp sound of falling to the ground and rebounding.

Her eyes wandered, looking at the sweaty and panting teenagers on her left, and then at the girl on her right who was breathing steadily and looking calm, as if she had done nothing.

"11 to 0."

Next to the center net, bright red numbers recorded the overwhelming victory.

The girl raised her head slightly and found a cold girl leaning on the railing on the second floor, silently watching her.

The moment she saw the other person, the girl hurriedly smiled, feeling a little happy, and wanted to wave to the girl.

However, the other party just looked at her quietly, then turned his head and stopped looking at her.

The girl raised her hand halfway, then froze above her head, and then she put it down with a look of disappointment.

It seems...that she hates me.

Asahi Makaki felt a little bitter in his heart.

That's right... A girl as outstanding as Amamiya would definitely feel disgusted and nauseous if she were suddenly secretly loved and confessed to by a transvestite who doesn't look like a boy at all and has no advantages.

But, we cannot retreat.

Before I hear her say "hate" and "rejection" in person, I absolutely cannot run away like I did before. I must face her head-on!

Thinking of this, she turned her head and looked at several classmates opposite her who were bending over, holding their knees, and panting, as well as the strong man who was holding the scoreboard and looking at her with energy on his face.

"Mr. Minister...Is it okay if I take a break first?"

"Of course!"

The man who had witnessed the scene just now nodded very readily and gave her an encouraging thumbs up.

Young man, I have felt your passionate feelings.

Be brave, my friend!

"Thank you."

Asahimaru smiled gently, cute and sweet.

The strong men sitting on the ground began to bang their heads on the ground, and could only sigh why Nanliang was Nanliang.

......

.....

At the same time, in the auditorium on the second floor.

A little white guy was lying on the aisle, grabbing the floor with both hands, arching his body lazily and gracefully, and sticking out his round butt comfortably in the slightly warm sunlight.

The graceful and elegant figure stretched softly, the slender waist could be held in one hand, and a pair of small, soft blue eyes opened and blinked naturally, sparkling with pure brilliance under the sunlight, looking extremely attractive.

So...astringent.

Amamiya bit her lower lip, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she instinctively covered her chest.