My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 300, Nishikata, which part of your body did you use to come up with this plot?
Nishikata stared at the half-full glass of milk, and continued telling the story of 'his friend' as the cicadas chirped outside the window.

"When he got to high school, the boy mustered up the courage to confess his feelings to the girl. The girl was very surprised, but she did not give him a reply, and then she disappeared inexplicably."

"..."

"Later, the boy met the girl by chance at the hospital. He also learned from the girl's mother that she had cancer and only had half a month left to live."

After saying that, Nishikata sniffed.

The ending sounds like a sad and regrettable story, but Tsuna and Ayumi didn't feel any of that emotion. Instead, they had a vague sense of unease.

"And then what...?" Takagi sat up straight and asked earnestly.

The girl smiled and comforted the boy for a few moments. As the boy was about to leave, the girl muttered something dejectedly.

"I was planning to keep it a secret from you, and we could go have a snowball fight together after I recovered, but it seems that won't be possible now." This seemingly casual remark was overheard by the boy.

"Miyamura, shouldn't we say something at this point?" Ayumi Ajitani leaned closer to someone and asked in a low voice.

Seeing that Nishikata's gaze was fixed on the cup, Tsuna quickly shook his head repeatedly.
“I think we should run away or stop him from continuing. I have a bad feeling.”

Before Ayumi Ajitani could even speak, Nishikata's expression became agitated:
The boy suddenly turned around and looked at the girl! He excitedly said, "It's just a snowball fight, right? I'll make that wish come true for you!"

After saying that, the boy grabbed a handful of poop and threw it at the girl: "Even though there's no snow, we can use this instead!"

And so the two people in the ward happily started a snowball fight using their poop!

"Pfft...!" Ayumi Ajitani almost spat out her milk after taking a sip.

Takagi covered her mouth and transferred the recording she had just saved to her favorites.

"The sky would have fallen if that nurse had come in." Tsuna quietly moved away from Nishikata, offering a serious comment, then asked incredulously:
"Nishikata, which part of your body did you use to come up with this kind of plot?"

"Wh...what?!" Nishikata hurriedly waved his hands in denial, "I already said, this was written by my friend! Not me!"

Perhaps the movements were too vigorous, because even the tips of his ears started to turn red.

"Okay, okay, okay." Tsuna nodded perfunctorily: "Your friend, your friend."

"Click..."

Just then, the sound of a door opening interrupted their laughter.

"Tsuna, I'm back!"

clap clap clap...

Shoko, wearing white socks, stepped onto the hallway and soon appeared at the living room door, carrying a bulging plastic bag in her hand.

The bright smile on her face instantly turned into surprise upon seeing the people in the living room: "What are you doing here?! You didn't even tell me."

"Welcome home, Shoko-chan," Ayumi Ajitani said before Tsuna could speak.

Immediately afterwards, Takagi and Nishikata also greeted Shoko.

"You guys keep playing, I'm going to the kitchen to put my things down." Shoko waved the things in her hand at them and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

When Shoko returned to the living room, Ayumi looked left and right but didn't see Shizuka Miyamura come in before asking in confusion:
"Shoko-chan, didn't Aunt Miyamura go with you? Why hasn't she come back yet?"

"My godmother dropped me off and drove off without telling me where she was going." Shoko shrugged helplessly, noticing three books on the coffee table out of the corner of her eye, and guessed:
"You didn't come here today just to get autographs right away, did you?"

The three nodded in unison before returning to the main topic of their visit.

In front of Tsuna and Shoko, Nishikata tore off the plastic wrapping from the book, opened it to the first page, and handed it to Tsuna, feigning sincerity: "Miyamura-sensei! Please! Could you please sign this for me?"

A-Tsuna's lips twitched involuntarily, but he still silently signed his pen name on the book.

Nishikata hurriedly reached out to stop him from finishing writing: "Also, could you please write your signature and date next to your name?"

"..." As instructed, Tsuna placed his pen again next to the name.

After signing, Nishikata moved on to Shoko with satisfaction, but before he could speak, Shoko quickly wrote down her pen name.

After the three girls finished signing their autographs, they started discussing recent gossip, while Nishikata sidled up to Tsuna and chatted with him about tips for writing light novels.

Every time Nishikata asked a question, Tsuna would think carefully before answering, and gradually, Shoko and the other two were also drawn in.

Only after Shizuka Miyamura returned did the three of them leave, satisfied with the signed books.

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The midday sun was so bright and scorching that it made people feel dizzy. The shade of the trees shrank into small clumps, and even the cicadas' chirping fell silent. As the sun slowly shifted to the west, it seemed as if some of the heat had been drawn away, and the leaves began to sway lazily.

"Shoko, are you really not going shopping with Auntie?" Shizuka Miyamura, who was changing her shoes in the entryway, turned back to confirm with Shoko in the hallway.

Glass shook her head like a rattle-drum, "Godmother, you and my mother can go. I want to draw some illustrations this afternoon."

"Alright then." Seeing this, Shizuka Miyamura stopped trying to persuade her, took the bag from Shoko, gave her a few reminders, and then left.

"Click..."

As the door slowly closed, Shoko withdrew her gaze, immediately hopping back to the living room. Looking at the person lying on the sofa, she felt a strange sense of guilt.

"Tsuna."

"What? Do you want to lie down?" he said, moving himself a little bit.

"..."

"Tsuna, illustration."

"Oh, then you can draw it." Tsuna nodded and closed his eyes again.

"Um……"

Shoko waited a while but he didn't open his eyes. Frustrated, she puffed out her cheeks, then walked over to him and started punching his chest without hesitation to vent her anger.

"Stop, stop, stop, I was wrong." Tsuna quickly grabbed her hands and begged for forgiveness. "I was just teasing you. Now go get my clothes and I'll change them now."

Shoko bumped her head against him in dissatisfaction before forgiving him, then turned and ran out of the living room.

Just as Tsuna was wondering why he hadn't heard the door open or close, Shoko returned to the living room with a white shirt in her hand.

"You didn't go back to my room to get these clothes, did you?" Tsuna asked, staring into her eyes.

“Yes.” Shoko nodded in agreement, then tossed the clothes in her hand to him: “Change into these first, I’ll go prepare the props.”

"Props? It's just posing a few times, why would you need props?"

Seeing his puzzled expression, Xiaozi didn't explain, but just smiled at him with narrowed eyes before turning and leaving the living room.

"..." His intuition told him that something bad was about to happen, constantly reminding him to run away.

(End of this chapter)