The social phobia substitute will not dream of the band girl

Because Ping Xin believes that love should be the attitude of one soul towards another soul, not the reaction of one organ to another organ. Having said that, you can't overestimate the self-control of a strong adolescent boy. At least he himself doesn't believe it, so -

The World!

By the time Asuka Ma felt the sense of emptiness, Ping Xin had already moved several meters away, and the brother and sister looked at each other from a distance.

"...I'm very happy, Xiao, really. But... no, at least not now."

After leaving these words, Ping Xin turned around and left without looking back.

"elder brother!"

"..."

Ping Xin's back disappeared into the darkness.

"I love you, brother. You're not alone! ... You're a great person, everyone thinks so, so don't give up so easily! Because the brother I know is stronger and more stubborn than the world's tallest peak. He's the best man in the world!!!"

Ahhh! Who else can reply to you after you've said all that? This is too embarrassing, isn't it?! But...it also makes me feel happy, blessed, relieved, relieved, and peaceful--

Because no matter when, it is never a bad thing to have someone love you.

No matter what, Ping Xin's heart could not calm down for a long time, so he climbed out of the window, seeking the free air. The ability to stop time combined with super physical ability is equivalent to appearing and disappearing at will. Ping Xin went to the old park and climbed to the top of the climbing frame.

Under the moonlight, he wouldn't awaken like a werewolf, nor would he be as full of energy as a vampire. A half-vampire constitution was, after all, just a constitution, so the only thing injured was a rather unremarkable human heart. The nearly 10-meter climbing frame wasn't a commanding height, or even a high point nearby, but it offered him a sense of freedom unmatched by the Sky Tree.

His own mansion, though large, seemed empty and desolate. It wasn't actually that big; what made it seem large were the dim rooms, the symmetrical structure, the mirror at the end of the hallway, and Hirashin's loneliness. The house was too big for him alone and a bit too tight for two, but this old park was just right.

"It looks like it's going to rain tomorrow..."

What will our...my tomorrow be like? Ping Xin doesn't know, just like he doesn't know today.

"Meow~?"

"Ah... um... right!"

It will rain tomorrow, remember to take shelter from the rain——

Of course, ordinary letters today cannot convey such complex information to kittens and make them understand, but they can convey the impression of heavy rain "water, a lot of water, falling from the sky, wet" to the small creatures in front of them.

“…Meow? Meow—!”

The kitten was startled and ran away, making noises uncontrollably. Even though Pingxin didn't understand cat language, he could feel that it was cursing as it walked away, as if it was saying "I saw a ghost".

Heishin chuckled. He was the type who loved playing pranks and seeing others in trouble because of him. If it were a woman, it could be called a little devil, but in a man... a hyungdaiki?

...You must be joking. I’m going to throw up!

Pingxin lay on the top of the climbing frame, and the evening breeze gently brushed across his face as if it was gently soothing him.

"I love you... What a touching sentence—"

Is she like this too? Am I... like this too?

Ordinary people don’t know.

Chapter 124 The rain keeps falling

May 2016, 5, Sunday, rain.

Pingxin loved rainy days, even though this one came untimely and was even a bit noisy. The noise of rain often brings peace and tranquility, and the streets, once bustling with traffic, are now deserted. On rainy days, walking down the pedestrian street with an umbrella, gazing at the crowds waiting under the eaves on either side, feels like the people bowing down to the king on his journey, giving him a sense of liberation, a sense of ascendancy, and a sense of exhilaration.

But Ping Xin wasn't inspecting his territory today, but rather coming to retrieve his "mailbox," the shoulder bag that always hung on the climbing frame and served as a medium for exchanging letters between the two.

"...Hmm? Someone's here..."

The bag's quality was worth the price, and it had a waterproof interlayer and a waterproof bag, so he wasn't in a rush. As he'd said before, he needed some quiet time. Retrieving the small bag was just a side trip; the main reason was to just go for a walk.

However, he had not expected that there would be visitors to this old park besides him and... Asuna. Through Mori's life detection ability, Pingxin could sense that there was a strange guest hidden in the space at the bottom of the slide. Perhaps the sudden rain had brought her here.

"...Here, this is for you."

...umbrella?

Who would carry two umbrellas when traveling, or... The girl hiding in the familiar narrow space looked outside. Apart from the umbrella placed at the entrance, there was only a pair of legs with trouser legs soaked by rain, and she left quickly.

I guess he left. After all, he gave her his umbrella. He was such a kindhearted person... What if he got sick? Higuchi Enka was always so unforgiving.

Although she was somewhat surprised and touched to encounter such kind people, her concern for her friend overshadowed this emotion. She had things to do and didn't intend to leave. The chill of the late spring rain made her huddle in a ball, her legs numb from sitting on the ground and getting her pantyhose wet.

Such actions ran counter to her energy-saving philosophy, but in her heart, they were above all else. However, rainy days still made her uncomfortable, due to a past experience that had made Higuchi Enka dislike water-filled environments. Furthermore, with the approach of the rainy season, dampness, associated with mold, clothes that wouldn't dry, and umbrellas that might be forgotten, was even more irritating. She had just opened her phone to review her lessons or check her upcoming practice schedule when she heard another footstep approaching, seemingly... singing?

"...find a way to admit your heartbreak and let your heart relax (Yan Mandarin)...Um...you haven't left yet—ah...I don't mean to rush you to leave quickly...Aren't you leaving?"

A familiar pair of damp pants appeared before her. Higuchi Enka was certain it belonged to the kindhearted man who had just left and given her his umbrella. But why had he returned? And he was humming such a cheerful tune. Although she couldn't understand it, she was sure it was probably from across the sea. As a potential idol, she had some ability to do that.

"...Why did you come back?"

"...Eh? Ah——I guess something's going on here...are you the same?"

"...Yes, this unknown Mr. kind person."

It was a nice-sounding name, but when she said it, it felt a bit mocking. This cold tone, which seemed to carry dissatisfaction and disgust, surprised Ping Xin a little.

Surprisingly, I don’t hate it, I even feel a little accustomed to it and... happy?

Although he is not a masochist, it seems nice to be scolded by such a person; although he is not a pervert, there is probably a beautiful girl who likes to wear black stockings, and it should feel good to touch; although he is not a gentleman, he would not do that kind of thing when they meet for the first time.

The owner of the voice always spoke in a flat tone. Although it was not to the point of being "lackluster", it was not full of youthful vigor like ordinary people. This gloomy and energy-saving feeling made Ping Xin feel at ease.

And judging from the tone and wording of his conversation, it was most likely not his "dream pen pal". So now the two of them, who didn't know each other, were chatting like online friends, allowing Pingxin to relax and chat freely.

"Is that so... How can I help you? My home is nearby, and I often come here to relax. I have some connections around here... Miss?"

Living nearby, frequenting this place, enjoying helping out pretty ladies, could this person be Toru's so-called "pen pal"? Higuchi Enka's body uncontrollably stumbled backwards in her excitement, uttering a hmmming sound. She'd been crouching there for so long without getting up, ultimately becoming a foreshadowing.

"Are you OK?!"

Pingxin wanted to look, but held back. Firstly, the space under the slide was designed for children, making it difficult for someone of his size to enter. Otherwise, he would have used it as a secret base. Secondly, the other person was a woman, and if something unexplainable happened, it would be troublesome for everyone.

"...It's okay. Just...it's okay."

"No, with that tone of yours, something must have happened... If you don't want me to barge in, then please speak up yourself, Miss. You're not being straightforward."

Whether it was out of kindness, humanitarianism, or the hope of a certain future, or because he didn't want to cause trouble, didn't want the place to be disturbed by the police, or some other idea that he himself was not aware of, Ping Xin wanted to help her.

"..."

The rain kept falling, and when it hit the plastic slide, it made a sound because of the hollow interior, but there was no response from the space at the bottom. If Ping Xin had not been using Ripple to observe vital signs, he would have broken in and carried out rescue.

"Band-Aid...do you have one?"

"Ah... no... is there any other bleeding-stopping tool?"

Bandages? Who would carry bandages with them? And even if they did, in this weather... Higuchi Enka's heart was filled with doubts, but she believed Hirayuko's words. It wasn't that she wanted to believe it, but she already believed it. Some kind of fate connected them together.

"...Okay, give it to me."

"Give."

"..."

...What?

Was he holding something in his hand? Was it some new kind of joke? Rather than believing in some invisible drug, Enka was more inclined to believe someone was playing a prank. After all, such little dramas happened around her every day.

"Hold my hand, and everything will be alright."

"..."

Am I being hit on, Mr. Park Man?

Chapter 125 Mr. and Miss.

"Hold my hand, and everything will be alright."

"..."

Higuchi Enka couldn't see the man's face, but she could tell he was serious. The emotion in his words told her he was serious. He was a complete stranger, yet he willingly offered her his umbrella and stood in the rain. He was a complete stranger, yet he was willing to wait in the rain for her help. On any other day, those men who didn't know their own limitations would inevitably face her cold words, but today—

"...You should also come in and take shelter from the rain, Mr. Spiritual Victory...!"

The moment her palm touched Ping Xin's, she felt something warm flowing into her body and then concentrated on the area where her skin was scraped. An itchy feeling suddenly appeared and then disappeared in an instant. If it weren't for the damage on her pantyhose, she might have thought that everything that had just happened was just a dream.

The feeling faded as quickly as it came. At least she finished her process before coming up with a new nickname. This person... could he be a superpower? A god? Or something even more mysterious? She felt a little uneasy.

"Neither of them, this is the result of exercise."

"Exercise?...At least find a better excuse, Mr. Psycho."

"'This' isn't a superpower, it's ripple qigong (Yan Guo dialect), a mysterious martial art from Yan Country."

"...I understand, Mr. Qigong Master."

Higuchi Enka seemed to be fed up with such meaningless conversations and chose to accept it. Although the existence of people with super powers in this world may make people feel scared, the thought that they may all be such people will make people feel at ease and even worried.

Uh...it's just that this nickname is a bit subtle in the other party's ears, but Ping Xin finally made the other party believe (let go) him, so how could he cause himself more trouble at this point?

The rain was still falling, but the two people on the ground were silent. Neither of them was the type to like quarrels, but neither of them was the type to trust others easily. Although it was their first meeting, they both had an unusual kindness towards each other.

"Aren't you going to come in, Mr. Qigong Master?"

"Are you worried about me, Miss Tsundere?"

"...How is that possible, Mr. Pick-Up Man."

Hmm? How could I possibly do something so pretentious as flirting? Is that how I look to her? It was obvious that Ping Xin had made a hasty judgment because he didn't understand coldness.

"Tell me what your problem is, maybe I can help."

"I guess it's done... You live around here, right? Why don't you go back?"

"It's good that it's done. Let's go back soon. I live nearby, yes. The reason I'm here is... because I want to do this."

Although they met for the first time and didn't even know each other's true faces, the two of them talked freely like old friends, and even showed their immature side to each other frankly.

"You were the one caring about me just now... What about you?"

"I—am done too. I feel much better after talking to you... Thank you, 'Jingjing' (Yan Mandarin)."

"..."

Higuchi Enka didn't answer, for at that moment, a nameless fire welled up within her. If she had to find the reason...it was probably because she was mistaken for some stranger. After all, no woman in the world could accept being treated as a meal replacement.

"I'm sorry, Miss. It seems I've caused you some trouble. This is just a Yanguo meme."

"...Are you okay?"

"This is Yan Country Kung Fu, so of course my body is impeccable... Is there any song you want to hear?"

"Song?"

"As an apology for my impoliteness, it's my fault for making the lovely lady angry, isn't it?"

When we first met, he was a nice guy who was not good at speaking, but then he began to let himself go, making it unclear whether he was sincere or just a mask. He was such an interesting guy, no wonder she——

"...As you like, Mr. Jukebox."

She's starting to give nicknames again. It seems her mood has improved... Ping Xin breathed a sigh of relief. Even without relying on the ripple's perception, he could still sense the low pressure. This kid must be the kind of ruthless character who can make scumbags split up. No, it should be something even more terrifying—

The kind of person who can completely ignore others!

"Well, let's play a cheerful song... Rainy day... Raindrops... Instrumental—"

Pingxin knocked on the metal pillar of the slide and said, "I think this will work."

"Then please listen..."Raindrop Song"

Sitting on the ground, feeling somewhat resigned, Higuchi Enka felt as if she were enjoying a solo concert. Raindrops and vapor, the clatter of instruments, and the singer's voice surrounded her. But the lyrics... "May our hearts be bound together," "We will surely meet again"—it felt like they were hinting at something.

If he did it on purpose, then he was a master at seducing people. If he simply wanted to sing this song, then he was an unintentional arsonist, a habitual detriment to others. If someone pursued her directly, Tohru would definitely reject her. The best way to pursue her was to let her pursue you. At this point, Enka suddenly understood everything.

“…disappeared.”

As the rain died down, so did the singing. By the time Higuchi Enka saw the sunlight again and narrowed her eyes, the man who had been with her for hours had vanished without a trace. Only the umbrella she held in her hand proved that what had just happened wasn't a dream.

"...Higuchi~Higuchi~"

"...What's wrong, Asakura?"

Stretching her legs and legs, feeling a bit like she'd just woken up from a dream, Enka was suddenly awakened by her friend's voice. The tone was apparently emotionless and airy, but it was so clear to her ears that she could always accurately grasp it, and her blood pressure rose.