I really don't want to be reborn.

She paused at this point.

Things like "the class monitor made XX" or "my sister made XX," which are attractive to boys, have absolutely no appeal to female customers.

Fortunately, the golden retriever was still caught up in its emotions and waved impatiently, saying, "The cake is almost ready."

"Hi~"

Ms. Hoshino gave Kyosuke a knowing look and then floated away with light steps.

"Who are you arguing with?"

"Is it any of your business?"

As soon as Eriri Sawamura sat down, she grabbed a newsletter from beside her and started tearing it up.

Her irritable expression made no attempt to convey her current emotions.

That feeling was like the monotonous, boring scenery outside the Shinkansen window, which she finally couldn't bear and was determined to tear apart.

Kyosuke shook his head and pointed behind her: "Is it that boy? The handsome young man with black-rimmed glasses, who was hesitating in and out of the door, looking like he wanted to say something but couldn't?"

Eriri remained silent for a moment, then suddenly turned her head, her face contorted with rage, about to roar, but the other person seemed to give up and retreated.

"..."

She swallowed back her roar in annoyance.

"Your...ex-boyfriend?"

Faced with Kosaka's teasing question, she laughed self-deprecatingly: "Yeah, I'm more handsome than you, right?"

"If you're so capable, you can make him take off his black-rimmed glasses and outdo him in no time!"

Kyosuke shook his head. The actor was getting stage fright, so naturally he lost interest in watching the play, let alone talking.

Logically, he should have offered Eriri some insincere comfort.

However, his girlfriend's status as her best friend gave him many concerns.

This year... oh no, I should say last April, the magazine *SchoolDays* aptly described the dangers of a love triangle.

Boyfriend, girlfriend, girlfriend's best friend, boyfriend has a younger sister, girlfriend has long, straight black hair—Brother Cheng, this isn't right, holy crap! Why does this feel so familiar?

A sense of malice from the depths of his being sent a chill down his spine. Just then, Eriri suddenly spoke up: "Kousaka."

"Huh? Kosaka's here!"

"I've already obtained permission from Kasumigaoka, so you'll have to spend the afternoon with me."

"..."

"Let's eat first."

Eat your sister!

Not good!

The plot is starting to look more and more like this!

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If I hadn't suddenly decided to look it up, I wouldn't have known that Cheng Ge had already been released in 05.

Chapter Forty-Three: An Old Flame, a Toothache-like Existence

"Aren't you going out to take a look? If you don't go out soon, your childhood sweetheart will be gone."

"whispering sound."

Taking a deep drag of her cola, Eriri Sawamura's furrowed brows resembled irregular clouds in winter, constantly shifting between snow and rain, never revealing the sun.

The atmosphere in the maid café was still a bit noisy at this time of day, and most of the customers were men. Cute girls like Eriri were very rare.

Of course, it's rare to see a beautiful high school girl like her with small breasts.

Ms. Hoshino walked over with some difficulty and whispered a few words in Kyosuke's ear.

"Could you please ask your girlfriend if she'd be interested in working part-time here?"

Is it Eriri Sawamura?

Does she suit a maid outfit?

Is the selling point the tiger-tooth maid?

"The maids' damp souls sprouted dejectedly at the front door of the basement—her soul was already dejected and probably in no mood to think about such things."

Kyosuke politely declined the request, citing classical allusions, then turned to look at Eriri, who was staring at the cup on the table with a cold smile. It was unclear what she was so coldly smiling about all day long.

Heartbreak strips away a person's sense of taste. Even though they really want to eat something, it always tastes bland. Even though cola is very stimulating, it can't stimulate their senses.

"I don't approve of girls drinking carbonated beverages. They gain weight like the Earth rotates, making a round every day."

"You won't gain weight, don't worry..."

She sighed heavily: "Actually, I was quite happy when he invited me out today."

indeed.

Some people are just like that.

Seeing the other person makes me happy, and even if I clench my urethral sphincter, I can't stop the joy and exhilaration that surges out.

"But do you know what that bastard said to me the moment we met?"

Kyosuke's eyes sparkled: "He... wants to confess to you?"

"No."

"Bringing your girlfriend here to show off?"

Sawamura burst out laughing in exasperation: "He actually asked me to join his bullshit game project, and the inspiration for it came from his first meeting with his girlfriend."

Kyosuke Kosaka didn't understand their relationship, so he simply didn't comment and instead sent an email to Utaha Kasumigaoka on his phone: "It seems your best friend has been hurt again."

"Why don't you try to comfort me?"

"So at ease? You really feel comfortable with your boyfriend being with your best friend?"

About a minute later, my girlfriend replied.

“I’m worried, but I don’t mind.”

Wow!

This attitude is quite intriguing.

Eriri didn't care about his silence. She was still immersed in her own emotions, over and over again, thinking about how some people never had the chance to meet, and when they finally did, they found that it was better not to meet at all.

That's roughly the idea.

The woman from Kasumigaoka often says that her emotional state is not very stable. She is always flustered and busy, feeling lost and confused, and working hard but not knowing what she is busy with.

Either find someone to be devoted to, or go on a trip.

Travel is like a lover; because you're living a different life, you become exceptionally generous, particularly curious, and prone to making a fuss, often overreacting. Even knowing it will end in exhaustion, you have no regrets.

"Actually, I think if you can't let go, it's better to talk to him and make things clear."

Eriri looked up in surprise: "Explain yourself? What should I say?"

Kyosuke Kosaka cautiously asked a crucial question: "Have you... confessed your feelings before?"

"How could that be! Why should I be the one to confess first?"

How can someone with such a self-righteous reaction find a boyfriend?

"If you like him, just tell him clearly."

She stopped talking again.

Why do people fall in love with another person?

Upon reflection, Eriri Sawamura realized that her most frequent interactions with her childhood friend were actually during elementary school, and that the time she spent together was what she cherished most and most wanted to relive.

That time spent together was perhaps a void in her heart, a soft, yielding place, yet also an empty one, with biting cold winds blowing into her soul.

So she desperately needed a heart of the right shape to fill it, regardless of whether the shape was pretty or ugly, as long as it was filled in, it would become someone else's shape.

(I feel like this way of putting it is a bit bad.)

But now, no one can fill it in.

"Let's go shopping!"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, like a fish struggling to breathe, feeling as if her internal organs were filled with water and she needed to vent her emotions.

"Hmm... Akihabara? I don't really have anything I want to buy."

"Go to Shibuya... no, go shopping in Shinjuku. I just realized that it's been more than half a year since I last went shopping."

As she talked, she became more motivated.

"I heard you often come out to buy games..."

Is buying games considered shopping?

Can "coo coo coo" be called laziness?

Kyosuke Kosaka said somewhat reluctantly, "To be honest, I have to queue up to buy the new game tonight. I guess I'll have to start queuing around eight o'clock. How about—"

She placed the half-finished glass of cola in front of him, her expression gentle: "Are you coming or not?"

I won't splash it in your face!

"Go."

Kyosuke Kosaka sighed and stood up. He saw the girl suddenly smile, a smile that resembled the sunset on a cloudy day. It was only when he looked closely that he realized how beautiful she was.

That's right. If you ignore her childish words and actions, Ms. Sawamura Eriri is actually a lovely person.

Both her personality and her appearance.

He felt his heart beat a little slower and his arteries sluggish for a moment, and he exclaimed with genuine admiration, "To be honest, you have a pretty cute smile."

"Really? How about this then?"