Anime chat group: Second dimension heroines fight for me

It's just a faint fragrance.

"???"

Kasumigaoka was taken aback.

She then unconsciously revealed a resentful look in her eyes.

"Ling Qingjun, if that's the case, please finish your explanation at once."

"Haha, definitely next time."

The two walked out of the hotel.

Based on Kasumigaoka's recommendation, I chose a decent restaurant.

Ling Qing wouldn't spend money on such a small matter, so she just ordered some relatively inexpensive dishes.

We're sitting here face to face.

Kasumigaoka was in an even more awkward position.

Because I've embarrassed myself in front of the guy in front of me many times.

In addition, I have no experience with men who object to eating face-to-face.

He remained silent for a long time, unable to find the words to begin.

The sharp tongue that Sister Yuanzi described as biting seemed to have completely failed when it came to Ling Qing.

I thought the awkward atmosphere would continue.

Ling Qing took the initiative to start the conversation.

"Kasumigaoka-kun, I'm actually quite curious, what made you choose to become a light novel author?"

"..."

Kasumigaoka was taken aback.

"Why would Ling Qingjun care about this question?"

"It's nothing, I just want to learn more about Kasumigaoka-kun."

Ling Qing smiled faintly.

"!!!"

Looking at that face with its cool and aloof smile.

Kasumigaoka's heart skipped a beat without her noticing.

This was the first time anyone had spoken to her like this.

"..."

After a few seconds of pause.

Kasumigaoka composed herself.

She slowly recounted how she became a light novel author.

057. The topic is opened.

The two got along better and better.

The main reason is that Ling Qing was a very good listener and really listened attentively to what she had to say.

After Kasumigaoka was completely opened up.

Without realizing it, I went from talking about my initial thoughts to the bumpy process I went through, and the gloomy times when I wanted to give up.

I said a lot.

My feelings were both full and complex.

Time slipped away in these increasingly profound conversations.

Two and a half hours have passed without us realizing it.

But Kasumigaoka still felt unsatisfied.

This was the first time she had ever talked so freely about her experiences with someone.

She didn't understand what was going on either.

Mingming had never discussed this in such detail with her family.

But I always felt very at ease in front of Ling Qing, and I couldn't help but talk a lot.

I can see that I'm being completely understood.

Kasumigaoka asked, "Ryou-kun, you've been talking about me the whole time, why haven't you mentioned yourself?"

I don't seem to know him at all.

"me?"

"I'm afraid we'll have to talk about it another time."

Ling Qing said regretfully.

He picked up the phone.

9 points.

"It's already late. It seems quite dangerous for a girl like you to not go home at this hour."

"!!!"

Kasumigaoka exclaimed in surprise, "Is it that late?"

She hadn't expected time to pass so quickly.

"Perhaps Kasumigaoka was so engrossed in telling her story that she forgot about time."

"Hug, sorry."

Kasumigaoka apologizes for taking up other people's time.

However, Ling Qing chuckled and said, "No need to apologize. I personally quite like your sincerity."

"..."

Kasumigaoka felt her face must be burning hot right now.

But she still forced back her embarrassment and said, "Thank you, I... I'll go pay the bill!"

She hurriedly got up and went to the front desk.

Because I felt that if I didn't leave soon, my violently pounding heart would be heard!

This was the first time she had felt this way; it was wonderful and strange.

After settling the bill.

The two walked out of the restaurant.

It was already quite dark outside.

There were very few pedestrians.

Only the neon lights of the vehicles remain.

The cool breeze is different from the sweltering heat of the day.

But Kasumigaoka felt even hotter than during the day.

She stood shoulder to shoulder with Ling Qing.

My heart just wouldn't stop beating.

It was Lingqing who suggested sending her back.

For some inexplicable reason, I didn't refuse.

I am currently on my way to my apartment.

Kasumigaoka fell silent once again.

My brain is racing: Kasumigaoka! What should I say? This is so awkward!

"Ring ring ring!"

Fortunately, her phone rang, breaking the silence.

For a moment, she felt as if she had been granted a pardon.

After stopping, he said, "Excuse me, please allow me to take this call."

"Ah."

Ling Qing also stopped under the streetlight.

The caller was Machida Sonoko.

Kasumigaoka thought to herself: Sonoko-nee, you are truly my savior.

After connecting.

Then she heard her editor, Machida Sonoko, drunkenly say, "Shiyu, how's it going? Did you manage to snag that handsome guy?"

"..."

Very loud sound.

Kasumigaoka noticed Rei's gaze.

I knew he must have heard it.

Social death.

Kasumigaoka experienced what ultimate social death truly meant.

Fearing that Ling Qing might misunderstand, he quickly stopped her from continuing.

"Sister Yuanzi, don't talk nonsense. Ling Qingjun and I are just..."

Uh... what kind of relationship should we call it?

"friend."

Ling Qing spoke on her behalf.

Kasumigaoka paused for a moment, then its color deepened to a shade of crimson.

"That's right, we're just friends."

"Oh my, Shiyu, as someone who's been there, let me tell you, don't miss out on such a high-quality handsome guy."

Machida Sonoko is really drunk.

She seemed to be speaking fluently, incorporating her own feelings.

"I think you two are a perfect match, don't miss out, or you'll end up like me, only able to date older virgins."

You could already hear her faint sobs.

"Sigh, if only I were ten years younger, talking to that handsome young man named Ling Qing almost ignited the spark of youth in my heart."

"..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha was already awkwardly picking her toes.

They're practically squeezing every last penny out of a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment!

Although there was one point she agreed with.

First, there's Ling Qing's appearance and temperament.

Secondly, he was very calm when talking to her.

But we still couldn't let her continue talking.

Furthermore, Ling Qing should consider her editor a weirdo.

So he forced a smile and said, "Sister Yuanzi, you're drunk."

"Burp, I had a couple more drinks at the colleagues' dinner today, but it's nothing serious."