The peaceful daily life of the heroine in the other world

"And there's more..."

Seeing that the other party seemed to have triggered a fatal rhythm and was getting more and more excited, Mr. Amamiya could no longer tolerate him slandering his half-brother and said in a loud voice:

"Ms. Nakamura! Please trust your husband!"

"Jia Mao-kun, he just likes the two-dimensional world. Such beautiful things are definitely not just simple fantasies. How could a man who likes pure love do something like [cheating] that tarnishes his personality and soul?"

The empathy born from this for a 35-year-old 2D fan! What teaches you to love is——

"..."

Yurika Nakamura was stunned for a few seconds.

"Um... Amamiya-senpai... do you know him?"

"I don't know you, but the sacred F2 connects us!!"

“——He’s right!!”

The next second, the closed door was pushed open, and a rather handsome man wearing flip-flops and with a rather sacred expression walked in.

As he walked in, he took off his coat like Superman.

——A piece of painful clothing with a dark red picture of Asuka was revealed.

COSPA's EVA-themed body suit.

Perhaps it was just a body suit, not enough to prove its purity, but the identity of the man in front of her was already clear.

At the same time, seeing the man who pushed the door open, the large white-haired loli suddenly widened her eyes and stood up in surprise:

"Jia Mao?! When did you come?"

Perhaps due to excessive force, Ms. Nakamura, with her exceptionally impressive chest curves, was in the process of getting up.

Two round spherical objects slid out of the loose shirt somewhat uncontrollably.

"Clap."

The ball slipped out of the shirt, rolled down, fell to the ground, and rolled a few times.

"..."

The woman, who was stretching out her hands in a Phoenix-like pose, had her pale white skin gradually filled with shame and blood red.

"It seems that girls really won't have a second growth spurt after graduating from college."

"To be honest, I think small-breasted lolita is a good civilization, but big-breasted lolita is not a good civilization."

Mr. Cowherd, dressed in a white suit and looking well-mannered, looked as if he had mastered new knowledge.

Nakamura Kamo raised his fist and bumped it with him:

"Gentlemen think alike."

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Two round, soft balls hit the two men's heads accurately.

"Nisunai!!"

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Month end ps:

Before we know it, it’s April.

I finally got full attendance in March. Although the updates have been a bit slow, they are still relatively stable...

I really don't have much free time on weekdays. My schedule is basically full from Monday to Friday. Doing experiments and writing reports are annoying, and I'm a slow writer, so I can only write during non-class hours and at one or two in the evening. Sometimes I get stuck and put it off until three or four in the morning, which is normal. So there's nothing I can do...

While selling out my pity, let me talk about the situation of this book.

The subscription seems okay, it's about the same as the previous book, the performance is stable enough to make a living..

So, if nothing unexpected happens, the full text is expected to be relatively long.

The main plotline right now is the love storyline, which I'll write about as it goes. Once I get to the backstory, things will probably progress faster. By then, I'll have a lifelong regret that the book's introduction hasn't really reflected anything about it yet...

Anyway, thank you Mina-san for your support and I will continue to work hard next month.

They are also the second week: Chapter 115 Is she beautiful?

The vast sky and the lonely moon.

A long night of confusion and a dull person.

The middle-aged man who walked into the male escort club in slippers never came out.

Brother Nantong has probably met his true love.

But the lie crusher blew its fuse in his counterattack, and the legendary female public relations officer lost her composure, leaving only the two people, one big and one small, standing there in a daze like fools.

"--Ms. Huashan, here are the drinks you ordered." A girl dressed as a waitress came over with a tray.

"Okay, thank you."

Huashan Zhenshi took it casually, took a sip, and the familiar taste of alcohol in her throat brought her back to her senses. Her eyes refocused on the exquisite face in front of her with an ascetic style.

"Kawakawa."

She swirled her wine glass a few times and asked, "Is the girl you like pretty?"

At this moment, the atmosphere has disappeared, but "Miss Chuan's" school love interest is still a matter of concern.

Under the warm light, Miss Xingchuan turned her head, a hint of doubt on her perfect face:

"You don't even know which school I go to, why are you asking this?"

There is no need to understand someone you may never meet in your lifetime, just like there is no need for a bricklayer to attend a finance course.

"...Hey, we can't talk like that."

The mature woman put down her wine glass with a smile, and her eyes were full of smiles, without any extra emotions.

"I have to know what makes my love rival better than me, right? Otherwise, I won't know where to put my efforts, and how can I make Chuanchuan change his mind and fall in love with me?"

"..."

A woman who can easily tell whether others are lying is often a good liar herself.

To this day, Miss Chuan still hasn't acquired the skills to see through Miss Hanayama's true emotions beneath the mask. She has no idea whether this woman is speaking sincerely or simply teasing her.

After taking a deep breath, she said in a somewhat dull tone:

"Actually, I don't like anyone at all. He just helped me out a lot yesterday. We've only known each other for less than a week. How could he..."

"Oh, oh, oh, what's the point of lying in front of me? You know I can see it." Huashan Zhenshizu smiled.

"..."

"Okay, okay, Chuanchuan, just tell me. I can't see her anyway, so it won't affect you if I say she's pretty or not."

"Or..." Her lips suddenly turned sly, her eyes narrowing slightly, "...the girl you like is actually ugly, making it hard for you to bring it up in public?"

As soon as the words fell, Miss Chuan, who had been expressionless to begin with, suddenly showed a hint of embarrassment and anger, like a kitten whose dried fish had been snatched away.

"—No! You are not allowed to say that about her!"

The black eyes were wide open, and the husky-like effect seriously destroyed the slightly cold and alienated feeling in the beautiful makeup, making the legendary female public relations Miss Kawa immediately turn into the legendary Captain Zobayan, and her image and figure plummeted.

"..."

Hmm...this kid.

how to say..

Unexpectedly...very innocent?

In response to her seemingly extreme reaction, Huashan Zhenshizu couldn't help but dodge the other party's somewhat piercing gaze.

What's going on? Why do I have this subtle feeling of guilt, as if I stole someone else's toy and told the child that I didn't have Ultraman and made him cry?

It reminds people of the first time they met her, the innocence and naivety hidden in the eyes of that still slightly green junior high school girl, like a treasure.

It's a pity that when her parents passed away, those things were probably buried deep in their hearts...

But then again, no matter how I joked with her on weekdays, she didn't really show any big reaction. She just kept complaining, responding to my bad taste that had nowhere to vent.

The target of my teasing in the past was my younger sister. She was quite cute when she was little, but after she entered middle school, she became like her father, a little serious and rigid. She would not respond at all when I teased her. She was quite boring and rigid, and was not as pleasing to the eye as the Miss Chuan in front of me.

His gaze returned to the girl's face. Her slightly pale face, puffed up like a pufferfish, made him think she was quite cute for a moment.

But I really didn't expect that my casual words could cause such a big reaction in her...

how to say.

It really makes me a little jealous of that girl I’ve never met.

"...Oh my, it's rare to see Chuanchuan talking so excitedly. Could it be that the other person is really that beautiful? If it's a beautiful girl who is no less beautiful than Chuanchuan, then I have to apologize sincerely."

After being stunned for a while, Huashan Zhenshizu's smile gradually became a little happy.

Flirting with Miss Chuan was a truly wonderful experience in his life! Seeing her defenses break was a historic breakthrough, and he had to savor it.

"She...it's not a question of whether she's pretty or not, she really is that kind of...that kind of rare..."

Qi Kuxiu! I want to die!

Why should I speak for her so seriously?

Realizing that she had just said something strange, Hoshikawa Kitano suddenly felt so stupid.

This is so weird. Huashan doesn't know Amamiya Yi, so why not just let this guy say a few words and leave him alone? Why would he get involved when he has nothing better to do?

Many times, after saying something wrong, people want to slap themselves in the face for saying it, and then they get so emotional that they want to bang their heads against the wall.

but...

Miss Xingchuan inexplicably felt that if it happened again, she might say the same thing again.

Do you have an instinctive desire to protect the girl you like? Do you not want her to be badmouthed by anyone other than you?

..seems to be, but also seems not to be..

If you think about it carefully, liking someone is something purely subjective. It often takes a long time for this kind of thing to settle down. Small touches between each other accumulate little by little, and as you get to know each other better, the feelings gradually heat up and develop into the emotion of "liking"...

However, from the time I met her to the time I fell in love with her, to be exact...it was probably less than four days?!

Thinking of this, Hoshikawa Kitaka's eyes widened.

Four days... falling in love with someone else in four days, this is simply a "scumbag", right?

Am I such a frivolous and easily moved woman?

No, that's not right...I'm not that casual, I should be more vigilant.

..But why do I have this subtle feeling towards Amamiya Yi...as if my liking her is a natural and established fact?

Thinking of this, Hoshikawa Kitaka felt a headache again.

Although it is accompanied by pain, every time I try hard to remember something, I will forget it little by little, but the pain itself will not.

She clearly remembered that every time she had a headache, it seemed to be related to her attempts to delve into the subtleties of Amamiya Yi...

This similarity also made her more and more convinced that there must be something unusual between her and Amamiya Yi...

But I can't tell exactly where it is.

It was as if something was deliberately preventing him from remembering, not wanting her to know the truth.

Something is wrong...There should be some key person or method to break the situation?

Miss Hoshikawa tried very hard to think, but there was a woman in front of her with her eyes wide open, as if she would say "I'm curious" in the next second, which gave her a headache.

The pain brought irritation, and the thought that she might be a very frivolous woman brought her inexplicable shame. The troublesome guest in front of her kept knocking the annoying wooden fish in her heart.

All kinds of uncomfortable emotions filled my heart, and finally gathered into one sentence in my mind:

It’s all Amamiya Yi’s fault!

......