My love is abyss mode

Chapter 29 Confused
Kuronuma Fang's gaze shifted from the wet red hair to the rain-soaked atrium. Under the rolling dark clouds, the scenery was bleak, with only the neon lights of the tall buildings in the distance standing out brightly.

"True love doesn't need to care about other people's opinions. I didn't know this before today."

Kneeling on the cold, hard ground, Ishiguro Hao took a deep breath, as if to absorb the cold wind of the rainy September day into his body. Then, he raised his head and said, "Please be my big brother and show me the direction of life!"

Hearing him say this, Black Marsh Fang rubbed his brows with a headache and glanced down at his soaked shirt: "So, what are you going to do?"

"Starting today, I will share with you my favorite 2D pornographic pictures. Like a big brother, I will tell everyone!" Ishiguro Hao's shout was full of momentum.

Tired, destroy it.

Black Swamp Fang sighed helplessly. What he meant was that as long as one is strong enough, no matter how strange the quirk is, others will only respect him.

Even if you have shortcomings occasionally, those who can only look up to you will only find you endearing.

Unexpectedly, Ishiguro Go completely misunderstood the direction.

However, both of the little brothers have red hair, which is quite festive.

"Have you thought about it?"

"Yes."

"Tell me about how Shinkai Shiona excluded you."

"I was looking at pornographic pictures to cheer myself up during a break in my kendo club training, and she found out. She said she really appreciated the style and liked the anime, so she asked me to send it to her, so..."

Later, during the Yulongqi Kendo Tournament, Ishiguro Go refused to accept Shinkai Shiona's arrangement, and the fact that he sent obscene pictures to girls every day was screenshot and posted on the college forum. His reputation plummeted and he was ostracized.

After hearing what he said, Black Marsh Fang looked up at the sky with a wry smile on his face.

This guy, like Aizawa Tora, is a reckless man, but fortunately he has a good physique and is also a victim.

"Post the whole story anonymously on the college forum and make it clear in advance that I won't stand up for you." Hei Zan Ya said coldly.

"Will it work?"

"It didn't work, but it worked for me."

"Yes, big brother!" Ishiguro Hao agreed readily. He has decided to share 2D pornographic pictures indiscriminately from today on and no longer care about his reputation.

A beam of snow-white headlights illuminated the rain curtain, and a white car stopped in front of the teaching building.

Seeing the two of them, Inada Masayuki got out of the car anxiously, his tone as impatient as if it was the last minute before handing in an exam: "Kuronuma-san, what are you doing?"

"He volunteered." Black Marshfang spread his hands innocently and shrugged.

"Supervisor, this is our family tradition, please don't interfere!"

Ishiguro Go stood up from the ground, tugged at his shirt that was sticking to his body, and said seriously to the supervisor who came over: "Brother Kuronuma didn't bully me."

Seeing that both of them looked frank, Inada Miyabi nodded in disbelief and handed the transparent umbrella he had brought back to Ishiguro Gou: "On a rainy day like this, go home and take a shower. If you catch a cold and can't take the exam, you will be forced to attend tutoring."

"Yes, Supervisor." His answer was also very powerful.

"I'm sorry, Kuronuma-san, I misunderstood you."

Inada Miyabi stared at the soaked Ishiguro Go for a few seconds with concern, then turned to look at Kuronuma Kiba and smiled apologetically: "Let's go, shall we go to Edogawa District?"

"Could you please take me to the east exit of Shibuya Station? There's a supermarket with a green sign."

"Part-time job? I remember Kuronuma-san comes from a well-off family."

"well enough."

As Kuronuma Ya spoke, he walked to the car, opened the passenger door, got in, and sank into the white leather seat.

If he told Inada Miyabi that he was going to buy discounted bento boxes, he wondered what kind of surprised expression she would show.

A heavy atmosphere filled the narrow space inside the car.

Seeing that he was frowning and thinking hard about something, Inada Ya fastened his seat belt, drove towards the school gate, and took the initiative to bring up the topic and asked:

"Why did Kuronuma-san come to Tokyo?" "Instructor, do you know about clownfish and salmon?" Kuronuma Kiba turned his head to look at her. In the dim vision, his long golden wavy hair seemed a little dull.

"I know salmon. Bears often eat it in documentaries about animals."

"That was not what I meant."

Seeing Inada Miyabi's smug expression, he smiled wryly and said:
"Clownfish are marine fish and cannot survive in rivers. They spend their entire lives hiding in sea anemones. But salmon are different. They can swim freely in both the sea and the river, and can even leap over waterfalls.

Plus, salmon is really delicious.”

"Kuronuma-san didn't want to be a clownfish, so he ended up meeting a bear in Tokyo?" Inada Masa asked tentatively, glancing at him with worry in her beautiful caramel-colored eyes.

"more or less."

Bear is one of his four teammates. They chose to play a fixed match for 10 yen. If they could persist like him, they could get at least 50 yen.

"Jade Dragon Flag, what a pity."

"It's nothing. It's just that I'm not strong enough and don't have enough stamina to fight 5 alone." Kuronuma Ya looked out the car window with his side profile. It was pitch black. Through the heavy rain, the street lights were as dim as the fireflies on Tengu Mountain on a summer night.

I wonder how Shirakawa Momo is doing in this bad weather.

He fished his phone out of his pants pocket and texted her.

[Kuronuma: Did you bring an umbrella?]
[Shirakawa: Thanks to you, the bad woman was kind enough to pick me up. People without principles are capable of anything.]
Senior Yuanshan told her what happened at noon.

Thinking of what Shirakawa Momo said in the bookstore, Kuronuma Yama started to have a headache again.

Ishiguro Go's trust made him a little confused. When he left Hokkaido, he only had a distant and vague goal. After arriving in Tokyo, everything went smoothly at first, but now he can't find the way and can't move forward.

If you can't find your own direction, how can you guide others?

On the way to Shibuya, Kuronuma Kiba hardly spoke. When Inada Miyabi spoke to him, he only replied absentmindedly with a sentence or two.

The understanding supervisor felt that forcing encouragement would only backfire, so he remained silent from the beginning. In the narrow space, only the faint sound of the engine could be heard.

When the wipers scraped away the layers of rain on the windshield and the advertising signs of the SHIBUYA109 building at JR Shibuya Station could be seen, Kuronuma Kiba was still listless.

At the intersection where the red light came on, Inada Masa stepped on the brakes and stretched her body. Her breasts, which were already outlined by the seat belt, looked especially full and soft.

"Kuronuma-san, it's normal to feel lost during adolescence. Or rather, it's possible to lose your way at any stage in life."

"Supervisor too?"

"Yeah, my parents have been urging me to get married, but I've never even been in a relationship. I really don't know what to do. I can't see the direction of the future at all."

"The light is green." Hei Zanya nodded and reminded softly, and the vehicle continued to move forward.

The vehicle stopped in front of a green-signed Life Supermarket. Heinuma Ya politely said goodbye to Inada Miyabi, opened the door and got out of the car. The surroundings were filled with the smell of rain and the sound of passers-by's footsteps.

After buying enough discounted lunch boxes for a week, he carried the plastic bags from the supermarket to the store where he worked. A man in a bright yellow raincoat stood at the back of his motorcycle, sorting the cargo box.

Since you can't find the direction, let's first eliminate the wrong options - the direction that has nothing to do with reveling every night.

At the very least, he must not be like Uncle Nakamura, who married into the Toyama family and had to deliver goods in the rain to earn his own private money, and had part of it taken away by the store clerk hired by his daughter.

Kuronuma felt sorry for Nakamura Masayuki for three seconds before waving and greeting him: "Good evening, Uncle Nakamura."

"Hey, good evening. I'm counting on you today too."

"it is good."

In a white car parked not far away, Inada Masa watched through the car window as Kuronuma Ya walked into the store, looking around with some distress.

The pachinko parlor was packed with men and women from nightclubs who were ready to drink until dawn, as well as couples wearing strange clothes whose ages and occupations were unknown.

This kind of working place is too unreliable.

(End of this chapter)