After the two of them came to their senses, Ximiao quickly got up and changed into her school uniform, then ran to brush her teeth and wash up before going to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Meanwhile, in Nozomi's bedroom, Fanxia sat blankly for a moment, then subconsciously touched her pink lips.

The incident just now inexplicably gave her a sense of déjà vu regarding married life, making her daydream.

But looking at the teddy bear that Xi Ling had mentioned, the one Arisa had given him, on the bedside table, she found it very annoying, but there was nothing she could do about it.

It wasn't until she heard Xi Ling call out from the entrance that he was leaving that Fan Xia slowly got up and walked out of the room.

Looking at the still-warm breakfast on the living room table, I feel that Mio is becoming more and more like a virtuous wife, not only taking care of her, this homebody, but also going out to work (go to school).

"Maybe I should use this as the theme for the next comic book," she couldn't help but think.

Unaware of what strange things Fanxia was thinking, Nozomi and Arisa had already taken the elevator to the apartment building.

As soon as he stepped outside, he sneezed, prompting the girl beside him to ask him with some concern.

"Mio, are you alright? Did you catch a cold again?"

It's understandable that Arisa is making a fuss over nothing; anyone would think he'd catch a cold if he lived with a snow woman every day.

But after wiping her face with a tissue, Ximiao acted as if nothing had happened and said...

"No, it's probably because someone was thinking of me that I sneezed."

"So, Mio, you believe in this too~ Don't you think it's a bit superstitious?"

Hearing the boy's answer, Arisa couldn't help but smile, and then she spoke to Himo in the same way.

but……

"The devil just walks beside me and goes to school with me. Do you think I'm superstitious?"

"Ah? Well..."

If he really wanted to take it so seriously, Arisa would indeed have nothing to say, after all, she was living proof, standing right here.

The two chatted about school gossip as they walked to the station, boarded the first tram, and headed to school.

On the tram, Hiyo leaned against Arisa, dozing off. Hiyo's light golden hair made Arisa's neck a little itchy, but because Hiyo's head was in the way, she couldn't scratch it.

However, the pleasant scent of shampoo emanating from the boy's head did make her feel somewhat relaxed.

Gradually, drowsiness crept into her mind, and Arisa couldn't help but close her eyes and doze off.

After an unknown amount of time, Arisa suddenly woke up after hearing the announcement at the train station.

After realizing the tram had stopped, she simply carried Himo out of the tram and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Phew~ I almost missed my stop."

however.

Before she could wake the boy in her arms, she heard Xi Ling say softly.

"We've already missed our stop."

"Eh?"

Looking at the direction that Hiyo, who had already woken up, was pointing in her arms, Arisa looked over with some curiosity.

That's a station sign... it shows the station map, indicating that the station they were supposed to get off at near the school was four or five stops away from here.

"Ouch... I overslept!"

"I didn't expect you to oversleep, Arisa~ It's okay, we can still sit back now, don't worry."

Thanks to the fact that he always leaves for school much earlier than usual to avoid the morning rush hour, even if they miss their stop, it doesn't seem like a big deal to Ximiao.

"That's it..."

On the contrary, Arisa didn't know what was wrong with her, she actually overslept, which made her a little concerned.

Chapter 43 Two People Sweating Profusely

"That's quite unusual~ I didn't expect you two wouldn't be the first to arrive at the classroom today~"

As Hiyori and Arisa arrived late and walked in through the front door of the classroom, several girls who were quite familiar with Arisa remarked with this sentiment.

"Haha... Well, I missed my stop on the tram, that's why I'm a little late."

Arisa said somewhat awkwardly, but before she could return to her seat, she was pulled aside by the girls, who started gossiping while there was still some time before class.

Seeing this, Nozomi, who was originally following behind Arisa, also quietly left, intending to go back to her seat first, for fear that she would be teased like Arisa.

The girl didn't return to her seat until the school bell rang, and she couldn't help but sigh.

"What's wrong? Aren't you interested in the gossip they're talking about?"

Ximiao asked curiously, looking at Arisa's somewhat worried expression, it was hard to imagine what they had been talking about just now.

All I heard was Arisa say softly.

"At first I was very interested... but for some reason, as we talked, it turned into me interrogating you about things between you and Mio."

"Ah this..."

The scheme first lured Arisa over, then subtly questioned the girl – it turned out to be a trap.

Nozomi couldn't help but think this, and her gaze towards Arisa became somewhat pitying.

However, as the teacher of the first class walked into the classroom, the two who had been whispering to each other turned off their microphones, took out their textbooks from their drawers, and prepared to have a proper lesson.

As for yesterday, Arisa slept through the entire morning of classes, that was a truly special case.

between classes.

Hiyo was carrying a stack of homework and slowly walking towards the teacher's office, followed by Arisa, who was also carrying a stack of notebooks.

"Seriously... why do we have to help the class representative hand in homework?"

"Well, we're all friends, helping each other out is no big deal~"

Hearing Ximiao's complaint, the girl beside her didn't take it seriously. If you ignored the fact that none of the class representatives had spoken to Ximiao, then what she said made no problem.

My original plan to go to the convenience store after class to buy some snacks was ruined by this unexpected errand.

That's why Nozomi harbors such deep resentment.

After they came out of the office, while the boy was still sulking, Arisa suddenly grabbed his hand when he wasn't paying attention.

Even though Nozomi struggled and tried to break free, Arisa showed no intention of letting go.

Although holding hands in the school corridors in public is indeed a little embarrassing, it's a great opportunity to show off your love!

Arisa wouldn't let such an opportunity pass by. Seeing how determined the girl was, Nozomi sighed helplessly and let her have her way.

Just as Ximiao was idly looking around to see if there was anything fun to do, a familiar figure suddenly passed by him.

"Hiss... Isn't that Hanako-san? Why is she coming out of her room?"

He couldn't help but mutter to himself, feeling somewhat puzzled by Hanako's appearance.

Also noticing the girl was Arisa, who was walking next to Himo. Her beautiful wine-red eyes gazed at the somewhat strange figure.

She could sense a faint, familiar aura emanating from the girl, but it was also possible that the guy had encountered a ghost, which would explain this situation.

Seeing that the other person didn't seem to intend to greet her, Arisa was more inclined to believe that it was the latter situation, so she didn't pay too much attention to it.

After returning to the classroom with Himeko, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the reason why Nozomi acted this way was entirely because she was afraid that Arisa would notice something amiss.

It seems that Ms. Hanako is quite capable; at least, Arisa hasn't noticed anything amiss yet.

And so, with her mind preoccupied with why Hanako-san was in the hallway, Nozomi remained preoccupied for the entire class period.

During lunch break, after eating his lunch with Arisa, he made an excuse to go to the restroom.

He opened the door to the third cubicle with practiced ease and entered Ms. Hanako's room, wanting to see what she was up to.

It's strange, really. Why is there no one in the third cubicle every time he comes here?

However, he was only slightly concerned, since he hadn't come here to use the restroom.

Upon seeing the figure sitting in front of the screen, now dressed in casual home clothes, Xi Ling greeted him.

"Hanako-san~ By the way, why did I see you walk past me this morning?"

"Ah? Is there any?"

When Hanako heard Himo's question, she was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered that she had indeed passed by the two people, one tall and one short.

One tall and one short... Ah! They seem to have light blonde hair.

Looking at Hanako's expression, as if she had just realized what had happened, Nozomi didn't know what to say for a moment.

His hair was so conspicuous, yet she completely ignored it. What was she doing so intently that she didn't even see him?

Nozomi couldn't help but think to herself, "That's what I'm complaining about."

Then, he saw a plastic bag full of snacks on a table not far away.

Then, remembering that Hanako-san seemed to have come back from the direction of the convenience store, the person next to her immediately understood what she had gone out to do.

However, judging from her expression, she's not concerned about the snacks anymore.

All that could be heard was Miss Hanako saying in a trembling voice, "So, I just walked right past that demon, without any hesitation?"

As she said this, she looked at Xi Ling with her pitiful eyes, as if she was asking him for confirmation.

Xi Ling nodded slightly, indicating that things were indeed as she had said.

A tiny ghost, so arrogant, walked right past Arisa without showing any fear whatsoever.

Fortunately, Arisa didn't discover anything strange, otherwise, even Nozomi couldn't imagine how things would have turned out.

If that really comes to that... Hanako might just confess everything about how he ate snacks with her and asked her to be his strategist.

Thinking about this, not only Hanako, but even Nozomi was sweating profusely.

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but sigh.

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