The social phobia substitute will not dream of the band girl

I once heard those little girls who unilaterally treated her as their own kind say that even a figure like hers still had a chance to get bigger after sleeping with a man. It seems that this is the case.

It seems that for Meganilu, who has frequently skipped classes since elementary school, especially "unimportant" subjects such as music, art, home economics, and health and physical education, it will take some time for her to truly understand these words.

In the bathroom, Meganelle turned on the showerhead and warm water streamed down, all thanks to the water heater, which had been turned on early. Frowning, she turned the switch, and when it finally reached the temperature she was familiar with, Meganelle hummed softly as she continued her bath.

The sound of water covered up the cry that the old washing machine was trying to make. Time passed by bit by bit. After a long time, Nilu finally left that warm place reluctantly.

"It's so cold--" Nilu, who had just opened the glass door and walked out of the bathroom along with the steam, couldn't help shivering when her healthy skin with a rosy complexion encountered the "low temperature" outside.

"...If you're cold, put on some clothes quickly—"

A familiar low voice, always a little impatient but never refusing, appeared beside Nilu's ears, and the warmth of a pair of big hands came through the white bath towel covering her head.

At home, the worn-out washing machine sang its usual song after completing its task this morning.

Now, finally, she wasn't the only discordant voice in the house.

"Too slow—idiot!"

"I should be the one saying this. Do you know how long it takes to go to school from here?" The man still spoke in an impatient voice, but his hands were careful and gentle, as if he was treating a fragile porcelain doll.

"What's for breakfast?"

"I just bought some bread, jam, and milk from the convenience store next door. I'm running out of time this morning, so I'll just grab a bite—"

You big liar, you clearly prepared a sumptuous breakfast a long time ago, but you didn’t know that I saw it, right?

"Really? Then just eat something."

"I'm going to blow dry, close your eyes. If you feel hot, remember to tell me—"

The whirring of the hairdryer drowned out all other sounds, but it also heightened the girl's remaining senses, eyes already closed. A pair of hands, with a gentle warmth unlike the scorching air, gently separated her from the heat. As the hands moved, Nel felt the warmth permeating every corner of her body.

Nilu's hair is not long, but her aho-mane hair is particularly long. Even after being blown down by the hot air from the hair dryer, it will still stand up stubbornly again and again.

The original height difference of nearly 30cm between the two was reduced by nearly half by the small stool under their feet, so the unique and stubborn hair like a weed kept sweeping across the man's chest and even his chin. The fragrance of shampoo mixed with something else made Ping Xin's blood flow faster.

Looking at Nilu who was leaning against his chest with her eyes slightly squinted, Pingxin patted her cheek lovingly. The latter, who was almost asleep, then drowsily took his hand and went to the kitchen to have breakfast.

At the dinner table, whenever food crumbs fell from the man's mouth, the hot-tempered little girl sitting on his lap would hit his chest hard with the back of her head. As a result, Ping Xin was forced to "improve his efficiency" and puffed up his cheeks, degrading him from a free and beautiful boy to a naive hamster.

After seeing Pingxin pack up his things and pick up the lunch box, Nilu realized that he had only eaten some bread and milk in the morning. It was clearly agreed that -

"Then I'll be leaving first. I'll bring your lunch to school for you. If you don't come, you won't have lunch. And... remember to call your mother back later, Ciao~"

After saying that, Ping Xin left, and when Nilu opened the door again, he was no longer there.

But, what does it mean to "call" my mother back? You've never met my mother...

Neelu calmly took out her phone and checked the call logs. The two most recent calls with her mother were one from last night and the other from this morning.

These two happened just in time—both when she was asleep.

"......" Nervously, Nilu dialed the phone.

After the familiar ringtone, the call was connected——

"Hello, Moshimoshi, is this Nilu?" A vibrant female voice came from the phone. She didn't look like she was in her 30s at all. She sounded like the kind of housewife who would insist on giving money to a scammer.

"...Hello, Mom, it's me—"

"You've changed, little Nilu. You always called me mom before, wuwuwu~"

"Yakamashi (It's so annoying)! That was a long time ago - so, what did you call me about?" Hearing the half-true, half-false crying voice on the other end of the phone, Meganilu felt a headache.

"Where's your boyfriend, Chimune? He was the one who answered the phone before. If he hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known you had a high fever. When I called him last night, he was wiping your sweat off—"

If you don’t want to become a mother so early when you still have two people, you must…”

The voice on the other end of the phone was still talking, but Meganil could no longer hear a word.

No wonder he ran so fast, and said he was worried that I would be too tired to carry the lunch box after being sick——

"Ping-xin-!"

Today's red tyrants are still speeding on the road, moving forward courageously.

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Chapter 62: Meganilu's Today

"Good morning, Karin—"

"Good morning... Why do you look like this?" Hana Rin asked, looking at Ping Xin who was slumped over the table as if he had just worked overtime for a week straight as soon as he arrived at school.

"Nothing, I just took the train this morning to… not be late for school."

To be honest, if he wasn't worried about breaking his bento by running too fast, he would never have challenged the weekday commuter train. Heishin would rather rely on his own two legs to walk into the future than on a crowded train filled with office workers on the first day of the week.

"Oh... but don't you usually walk here? Then... what is that lunch box?" Hua Lin noticed something a little strange but didn't delve into it. Now she was more concerned about the large lunch box that Ping Xin was holding in his hand.

The lunch box was placed between them, like a thin barrier, and this feeling made her very uncomfortable. And... could there be another woman making lunch for him? Someone other than her, Hana Rin—

"Hmm...? This, I made this this morning."

"Oh, so it was you who made it... So Pingxin, you can cook too?!" Hua Lin couldn't help but shout out, attracting the attention of other classmates in the class. Hua Lin also lowered her head with a red face.

The students who followed the sound found a familiar location and continued to do what they were doing, with only one common sigh left - it started again, those two people.

"Well, do you want to eat it? I can give you a little to try. I don't think Nilu can finish it all by herself anyway—" Ping Xin untied the slightly pale bundle, revealing the insulated multi-layer food box inside.

"Then... I'll just eat a little—" After hesitating for a moment, Karin finally decided to stick to her own desires. A little... that's fine, right? It's just a bento, after all...

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Karin opened the top layer of the lunch box and saw thick omelette, octopus sausage, and seaweed rice balls, all of which are classic dishes of Eastern bento. Even overseas audiences can see their styles through animation.

Just from the octopus sausages that were processed into bite-sized pieces, the thick omelette that was split just right in half, and the seaweed rice balls that looked like they were made from the same mold, Hana Rin could tell the maker's care.

As expected, even the petite Nel-senpai is better than a "crow" like me...

Gently putting the sausage made by Ping Xin in her mouth and savoring it carefully, Hua Lin felt that this ordinary little sausage conveyed an extraordinary warmth, just like... just like the warm feeling of the sun.

"It's ripples, I added ripples!" Ping Xin smiled when he saw Hua Lin's expression of happiness and confusion.

"Ripple... What is that? Is it a rare ingredient?"

"Uh......"

It feels good to show off, but it will end up in the crematorium.

One lie needs to be covered up with countless lies, so what is Ping Xin’s choice?

"Let's just take a look at the tutoring in front of us, dear friends. Where will we be after school this afternoon..."

"Ciallo~(∠?ω<)⌒☆, oh my, why are you eating so early in the morning? Didn't you have breakfast, Karin?" The energetic and beautiful girl JK, Ichinose Asuna, makes a shining appearance.

Aren't you from Class B? You're coming to Class A way too often, aren't you? You definitely spend far more time here than there outside of class!

"Asuina, you've come at the perfect time. Please give this bento to Nel before class starts. My apologies for being so rude—"

"I understand - but why is Nelue-senpai's lunch box here with you? I didn't even see Nelue-senpai come to class just now." Asuna grasped the pain point.

"Ah, this—I can only say that I've been thinking about this too..." After all, I can't just say that I stayed at Meganelle's house for a night and made her a bento box myself and had breakfast together this morning, right? If that were to happen, both of our reputations would be harmed—

Don’t underestimate the gossip skills of high school students!

"By the way... Ping Xin, why did you make a bento for Nel-senpai? You usually get up very late and always come to school late."

"What? So this is what Ping Xin made? Then I want to eat it too!"

"Okay, okay, I'll give you all the food on this floor. Nilu can't eat that much anyway. Besides, you should look at someone with new eyes after three days of absence. I'm no longer the same person I was yesterday!

Hehehe—you'll never know how great a thing a person who insists on getting up in the morning for a run can accomplish. As long as I can face my own weaknesses, I'm invincible! "

"Oh, this is delicious. I feel full of energy!"

"It's ripples, I added ripples!" Scored twice.

So what exactly is a ripple? Seriously...

After helping Asuna, who choked due to eating too fast, to calm down, Karin looked at the two of them helplessly—

If only it could stay like this forever...

"Ugh......"

"What's wrong, did something happen to Karin? It's okay, just one bite of this dish made by Hirayuko will cheer you up! Ah——"

Asuna is smiling and feeding Karin. It's such a friendly scene. I really want to record it.

bang——

"Ha...ha...ha. I finally caught up with you, Ping Xin!"

The back door of Class 1-A was yanked open with a loud bang, but after realizing it was another beautiful girl looking for Hirayuma, everyone withdrew their interested gazes, having grown accustomed to it. By now, if it weren't for the even more intense Shura Field, it would have been impossible to attract their attention, except for one person—

"You are worthy of being the big brother. This time you actually tamed the 'violent loli' who is quite famous in the neighborhood. Big brother is invincible. Big brother, I respect and love you!" said a yellow-haired guy who was sitting by the door in the last row of the classroom.

"Okay, okay, Shinji, you'd better calm down. If you keep staring at me like that, you might get scolded again," comforted Juro, the nice guy sitting in the row in front of him and also his childhood friend.

Speaking of these two people, I'm afraid I have to recall memories from a long, long time ago...

In short, he was the one who provoked Ping Xin and then was verbally abused. He suddenly came to his senses and changed his ways. He wanted to become his sworn brother but couldn't find a way (someone took a leave of absence), so he could only call himself the younger brother of the dyed-haired yellow-haired Shinji.

The other is Juro, who looks ordinary, but is a versatile housewife, a good cook, and has consistently above-average academic performance. He helps Shinji with his daily chores without a single complaint. With all due respect, if one or both of them switched genders, the displays of affection wouldn't be accessible to outsiders...

"Shut up and hand over your lunch box!" Meganelle hit Ping Xin's abdomen with her head. In order to prevent the two people with the awkward height difference from having a "chicken-eating" situation, Ping Xin had to use his soft stomach for support.

The effect is outstanding, Pingxin fell down again (crying voice)...

Nilu finally calmed down. After all, her body had been seen naked, so she didn't need to pretend to be a gentleman anymore!

*One time was to wipe the sweat off my face before I fell asleep at night, and the other time was to hand me a bath towel in the morning when I was taking a shower

Shinji, seeing Hirayukobu being knocked down, had a look of doubt on his face.

"No, that's impossible... That woman must have drained Big Brother's energy and spirit, and now she's beaten him to the ground. She must be taking him back to be a househusband!"

"H-? What's the problem?!"

"No, nothing, please go slowly..."

Seeing the yellow-haired man being choked by an ordinary passerby, Nilu felt a little uncomfortable. Seeing that class time was about to end, she immediately turned around and left Class A.

As expected, he's more handsome that way—

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Chapter 63: Secret Tuition Time After School

As usual, I slacked off in class, ate and drank a lot outside at noon (because I was blacklisted by the cafeteria and my purchase was restricted because of the huge impact on the kitchen!), and then it was time to get out of school in the afternoon -

"Let's go, if we want to make up for the lessons...Hara Rin?"

As soon as the school bell rang, Heishin was dragged by Karin straight to the comprehensive teaching building. Though their pace had shifted from jogging to strolling through the building, their hands were still somehow linked. At this point, Heishin no longer cared about such trivial matters. After all, he was already accustomed to being around women; it was just strangers that he wasn't used to.

"It's okay... Let's go—"

In fact, Karin just sent a message on Line, using the excuse of having something to do at home to reject Asuna's invitation to go out and play after school. She works part-time and studies occasionally because of something to do at home. Unconsciously, Karin has become accustomed to lying to Asuna and even enjoys this feeling.

Karin thought that they had just met the captain last night at a celebration banquet, and even if Asuna was her best friend, there was no need to see her every day. But why were there only beautiful girls sitting at both tables in that room?

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The first three floors of the comprehensive teaching building were all ordinary classrooms, reserved for student club activities or emergency backups. The top two floors contained specialized classrooms for subjects like physics, chemistry, home economics, and multimedia, all requiring supporting teaching aids. Therefore, the two had previously searched the lower three floors for an empty classroom where they could be alone.

Pingxin pointed to an empty classroom in the corner of the second floor, and the two of them walked in. The stacked desks and chairs suggested it was an unused classroom, usually used as a storage room. Fortunately, it was cleaned regularly, so even though it seemed empty, it was surprisingly clean and tidy.

"Today... Hana Rin, you should do a few papers first."

"...examination paper?!"

Seeing the six papers Hiranobu had laid out on the table, Kadotate Karin became visibly flustered. I thought this was going to be some sweet time for the two of us, but you're doing this?

"First, take care of these six exams. Don't worry, they're all pretty basic. As the saying goes, to solve a problem, you must first find the root cause. Find the most basic knowledge gaps first, and only after you've filled them can you consider your next goal."

Ping Xin's teaching method is surprisingly safe compared to his usual imaginative approach, but in fact he is just teaching according to the students' aptitude, and he should use a more serious method to teach serious people.