My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 388 You get used to it after a while.
No one paid any attention to his mutterings. Ono Sawada explained the purpose of their visit, while Tsuna listened quietly, nodding occasionally.

Jun Kazuno, sitting next to Tsuna, would also ask him about his anime company so that Tsuna could learn more.

They sat from four o'clock until five o'clock. When they felt they had talked enough, Ono Sawada and the other two got up to say goodbye.

Whether or not they will contact each other again depends on how both parties consider it.

"Click..."

The meeting room door opened and closed repeatedly as Tsuna and Kazuno were still reviewing their conversation. They had also added the three of them as friends on LINE.

What do you think of what we just talked about?

A few minutes later, Kazuno Jun turned to look at Tsuna, who was scrolling through short videos, and asked helplessly.

"Huh? I'll watch it while sitting down."

"..."

We've been talking for over an hour, and it all boils down to wanting the anime adaptation rights to 'Anohana' and 'I Want to Eat Your Pancreas'.

He's still undecided. The other party mentioned that their first anime film will be released next month, and he wants to see it first before making a decision.

“We’ll see,” Tsuna smiled at Kazuno Jun’s speechless eyes. “Let’s see how their anime is going next month.”

"One easygoing guy, one action-oriented guy, and another idea genius—even with all three of them together, I still can't make up my mind."

"What...what is all this about?" Kazunari rolled his eyes at him.

“Let’s go,” Tsuna said, ignoring her expression, and stood up. “It’s just in time. Shoko is about to get out of school. I need to go pick her up.”

"..."

Suddenly smelling the pungent, sour scent of romance, Kazunori Jun covered her nose. It stank her...

Tsuna walked a few steps to the door, his hand just touching the doorknob when he pulled it, "I... (Japanese swear word)!"

A stench assaulted his nostrils! He immediately pinched his nose, turned his head, and yelled at Feng Yeshun:

"Sister Xiaoshun! Did your publishing house's toilet explode? Why does it smell so bad?!"

"ah…?"

Kazunori Junko looked up in confusion, and the entire conference room was instantly filled with that smell.

Her expression was a little stiff. Ignoring Gang standing at the door, she immediately ran out of the meeting room to see who had pooped inside.

"Xiao Shun! Why are people sending you poop?!"

As soon as Kazuno Jun came out, he heard Tachibana-senpai's exclamation.

Looking over, I saw that all the packages on the table behind her workstation had been opened.

Among the boxes full of razor blades, I immediately spotted the black thing in the sealed bag.

I almost threw up my lunch.

She originally intended to take it down and throw it away herself, but unfortunately, the three people arrived at just the right time, so she had to entrust it to Senior Tachibana.

She asked her to dispose of it for her, explaining that it was sent by a reader and wasn't important, so she could just throw it away.

But I never expected that Tachibana-senpai would open it for no reason!!
"Um... Sister Xiaoshun, if there's nothing else for me, I'll be going now. Bye!"

Ignoring Kazuno Jun's sincere attempts to persuade him to stay, Tsuna left Futaba Publishing House as quickly as possible, only starting to breathe heavily once he reached the bottom of the stairs.

He could tell that this was definitely the reader's malicious intent, and that they had even added something to amplify the flavor of the story.

He got on his motorcycle, worried that the smell might still linger on him, so he took a longer route. Plus, it wasn't spring yet, and the wind on the road made him shiver.

…………

Number 11 and 12 were marked with a big X in red pen.

Tsuna and Shoko braved the cold wind as they walked into the school. Just as they reached the corner of the stairs, a dark figure suddenly darted out and grabbed their collars.

Tsuna didn't fight back when he saw it was Ayumi Ajitani, especially since her eyes were slightly red.

"Ayumi-chan?? What are you doing?" Before Shoko could even touch her, she let go of Tsuna, turned around and buried her head in Shoko's chest, as if she was sobbing softly.

"ah…?"

This sudden action left Shoko unsure whether to push her away first.

Especially when some students passing by cast strange glances at her, she could tell they were fantasizing about some unfounded drama.

“Sakura…Sakura…she…she…”

As if feeling a little stuffy and short of breath, Ayumi Ajitani, her face flushed, looked up to take a breath before continuing:

"Miyamura is not even human!"

After saying that, he buried it again.

"..."

Having already guessed what was going on, Tsuna wanted to leave quietly, but Shoko grabbed his sleeve with her small hand and met his resentful little eyes.

"Okay, Ayumi-chan, I'll teach him a lesson for you. Can you let go of me now?"

Knowing this wasn't a silly scene, Ayumi knew when to stop. She rubbed against the glass one last time and took a deep breath before letting go.

As she went upstairs, she didn't forget to glare at Tsuna.

"Ha ha……"

If he didn't know Ayumi Ajitani well enough, he would have thought that Shoko had been taken advantage of, or that she was a prostitute...

But clearly she wasn't, and even felt a little disgusted.

Especially after hearing that her neighbor had feelings for her, she almost subconsciously moved a little distance away, and in the following days she deliberately took a detour, for fear that it was true.

…………

Back in the classroom, Nishikata and Takagi were already there. Takagi sat alone in her seat, scrolling through her phone screen, seemingly in her own quiet little world.

On the other side, however, the situation was quite different. Nishikata was surrounded by a group of boys, chatting animatedly and occasionally waving his arms, clearly having a great time.

"Good morning, Takagi-chan."

"morning."

Takagi smiled and looked up to greet Shoko, but when that smile passed over Shoko and landed on Tsuna's face, it seemed to freeze instantly.

It faded visibly, and it added a sense of aloofness to her entire face.

Tsuna thought to himself, "Oh wow!" He didn't even need to rack his brains to guess; judging from the current situation, Takagi had probably finished reading "I Want to Eat Your Pancreas."

He probably wouldn't get any pleasantries from them in the next few days.

At this point, he still thought Nishikata was good; no matter how much he hurt him, he would still be laughing to himself the next day.

However, to his surprise, they returned to normal when he offered them water at noon.

This is what they call getting used to it after a while.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

As the days passed, the January calendar was quickly filled with crosses, leaving only a large blank space for February.

Temperatures have risen, and swimming lessons will resume soon.

Kazunori Jun: "See you at Mars Yakitori in Futaba Street the day after tomorrow!"

Miyamura (Tsuna) of Nishimiya: "A yakitori restaurant? Will we be drinking then?"

Author of "Love Flower" (Suzuki Atsushi): "Isn't it a bit inappropriate to drink in the middle of the day? Can we change Sister Xiaoshun?"

Kazuno Jun: "No, thank you! (Black face.jpg)"

Tsuna gently pushed away the cute little head that was leaning in, looked at the ten-person group that Kazuno Jun had just joined, and wondered if there was any way to cancel it.

(End of this chapter)