In music anime, band girls won't be alone.

After greeting the two people in front of him, he got up, left the coffee shop, and hailed a taxi.

After Shirakawa Sawa left, Toyokawa Shoko turned to look at the girl beside her, her eyes filled with concern.

"Xiao Mu, is she... is it very serious over there?"

Ruo Yemu took a sip of the mango juice in front of her, which had gone from having less ice to room temperature, her eyes conveying an inscrutable expression.

"The bridge is gone, so it should be...no problem."

Toyokawa Shoko nodded.

"If there's nothing else, I'll head back now."

Let me know when you get home.

After saying that, she got up, picked up the bill, paid the bill, and left.

On the other side, Shirakawa Sawa, carrying a bag, arrived at Nagasaki Motoyo's house and took out his phone to dial her number.

The call was quickly disconnected.

Then the other party sent a message.

"May I ask what's the matter, Ze-kun?"

Shirakawa Ze replied,

"Please open the door, I'm at your door right now."

It took a while for the other party to reply.

"I'm sorry, Ze Jun, it's very late now. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Shirakawa Sawa sent a message.

"Then I'll wait outside your house and talk to you tomorrow."

After sending the message, he put his phone away and stood outside the door waiting.

A dozen minutes later, the door slowly opened, and Nagasaki Motoyo appeared, wearing a nightgown and with slightly red and swollen eyes, deliberately avoiding eye contact.

"Ze-jun...please come in..."

After entering, Shirakawa asked the other person to sit down first, then went straight to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and looked around.

There were still some ingredients in the refrigerator, but judging from the freshness of the leafy green vegetables, they had definitely been there for more than two days.

The basic packaging was not even opened.

It seems the other person hasn't eaten much in the last couple of days.

After taking a bag of macaroni from the refrigerator, Shirakawa took out carrots, potatoes, onions, and other vegetables he had just bought from his own bag and made a bowl of vegetable macaroni soup.

This is a dish that the other person really likes.

Considering that the other person might not have eaten much for two days, he made the seasoning a bit lighter to avoid irritating their stomach.

After finishing, Shirakawa Sawa brought a bowl to the living room and placed it on the table in front of Nagasaki Motoyo.

"Let's eat something first."

The girl looked at the bowl of vegetable pasta soup in front of her, her nose tingled, and she wanted to cry, but no tears came out.

Seeing that Nagasaki Motoyo didn't make any move, Shirakawa Sawa picked up the bowl, stirred it with a spoon, and blew away the steam.

After the bowl of soup cooled down, he put it back on the table.

"Su Shi, it's not hot anymore, have some first."

Nagasaki Motoyo didn't move, she just kept her head down.

It wasn't that she didn't want to eat it; after all, it was made by the other person themselves.

Moreover, she had never eaten anything made by the other person before.

I ate at her house twice, and she only helped out both times, without cooking.

But right now, she just doesn't feel like eating.

I feel uneasy.

Seeing that the other person didn't make a move, Shirakawa picked up the bowl and spoon again.

"Does Su Shi need to be fed like a child before she'll eat?"

The most important task now is definitely to find a way to get the other party to eat first.

After all, the other person was already a bit weak, and if they didn't eat anything, they might faint from low blood sugar.

Nagasaki Motoyo turned her face slightly and did not speak.

Shirakawa sat down next to the other person, then picked up his bowl, scooped up a spoonful, and brought it to the other person's lips.

"Little Su Shi, please open your mouth, ah~"

Nagasaki Motoyo never imagined that she would be fed one day, and a strange feeling rose in her heart.

However, it is not rejected.

However, she still didn't want to open her mouth to eat.

Seeing that she still wouldn't eat, Shirakawa Ze decided to try an alternative approach.

He brought the bowl to himself and then slurped up all the noodles in it.

Then he made a heartbroken expression.

"Sigh! Such delicious vegetable and pasta soup, but Su Shi doesn't want to eat it..."

"To be honest, I really feel sorry for you."

"This craft of mine, passed down for seven or eight years through twenty generations, is something you won't find anywhere else..."

"Alas! What a pity, what a pity!"

Seeing the other person's exaggerated performance, both in expression and language, Nagasaki Motoyo couldn't help but laugh.

I don't know if it's because I'm usually too conventional, but sometimes when I see these kinds of nonsensical performances, they actually make me laugh more.

Seeing that she smiled, Shirakawa immediately got up, went to the kitchen, filled a bowl, and brought it to her.

This time, the other party did not refuse...

Volume 1: Chapter 95 A hug isn't too much to ask, is it?

After eating two bowls of noodle soup, Nagasaki Motoyo broke out in a light sweat, and her cheeks and lips became a little rosier.

She placed the bowl on the table, but her gaze did not fall upon the boy beside her.

"Thank you, Ze Jun. Was it Xiao Mu who contacted you?"

Shirakawa Ze nodded.

Nagasaki Motoyo sighed softly.

"I didn't expect Xiao Mu to come looking for you."

"It seems she doesn't even know your name."

"Is it through Deng Jiang?"

Shirakawa Sawa did not answer.

Seeing that the other party remained silent, Nagasaki Motoyo's eyes darkened.

"That's it..."

"So it was through Xiao Xiang..."

She paused, then turned to look at the other person, her face filled with apology.

"Sorry for causing trouble to you."

Shirakawa Sawa's tone was calm.

"You know, we won't find it troublesome."

Nagasaki Motoyo's lips moved, but she didn't speak and fell silent again.

Shirakawa Ze didn't say anything either; to be honest, he was also a little at a loss at this moment.

He felt that all of this had come too soon.

To say that he really had no thoughts at all would be a lie.

After all, he is not a saint; he has just as many desires as ordinary people.

Having lived two lives, plus witnessing the coldness and warmth of human relationships for over a decade in an orphanage in this life, he has a clearer understanding of himself and knows how to control his desires within reasonable limits.

For example, at this stage, he is a sixteen-year-old high school student with no qualifications or background.

Before the system awakened, he had nothing but the money he had saved up by copying documents.

Even now that he has the system, he has slowly figured out how to use it, but things have to be done step by step, and he has only just planned the first step.

No matter what the future holds, for now, he is just an ordinary high school student.

At most, he's just a rich high school student.

Therefore, even if you have any ideas, you must first consider whether they are appropriate.

For example, his idea of ​​starting a harem is nonsense; he might just become an unidentified male corpse one day.

He didn't want to be the kind of person who straddled this person and that person, afraid to establish a relationship and unwilling to take responsibility.

If meeting anyone feels like having an affair, then being a time traveler is truly pointless.

Moreover, he is only sixteen years old. If he really wants to build a harem, he should be thinking about how to accumulate his own resources.

If you don't have enough real strength to back you up, and you think you can build a harem just by talking, people will tell you that even the most eloquent mouth can feel pain when it gets hit.

So he is now solving the problems of the girls while also paving the way for his own future.