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Kiyotaka looked at Horikita strangely, seemingly confused.

"You... now need to teach me how to play chess."

After saying that, Horikita kissed him proactively with her red lips.

They kissed each other with tongues and lips, and then they moved to the bed.

The teaching session was so intense that the soft bed kept creaking, accompanied by the occasional charming sounds and chants.

The flood was raging, his face was red and his eyes were full of spring.

I don't know how much Horikita has learned.

All I know is that she was exhausted and slept particularly soundly tonight.

Chapter 249: Ways to Comfort People

In the morning, there is still time to spare.

Horikita Lai cherished the brief warmth in Kiyotaka's arms.

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something.

"Kiyotaka, what do you think about Hirata? Do we really need to give him up in this exam? With his ability, he is likely to win a point for the class. Even if we ignore this, Sakayanagi must know something about the situation in our class. If that's the case, she will exclude a large number of people from the exam. Hirata's role is not to contribute, but to hinder us."

Qinglong showed no expression on his face.

"You should make the necessary preparations first. As for him, you should be a backup for now. Later, I will exercise the power of the command tower to dispatch him to fight according to the situation. We will discuss the specific situation later."

Horikita was obviously dissatisfied with this explanation.

"How can this be done? This is a matter that affects the entire body. You once told me that Hirata would make a decision, but so far I can't see it at all."

"This decision still requires some external force...that external force is currently doing its best, you just need to do your job well."

At this point, Horikita naturally had nothing more to say.

School was over for the day.

Hirata walked out of the classroom in silence as always.

"Wait for me, Hirata-san."

Although Xiaomei was bullied countless times, she still persevered and chased after him.

Seeing this, Qinglong also followed slowly.

On the way, Qinglong saw from afar that Hirata and Xiaomei were looking at each other, and the expression on Hirata's face was gloomier than usual.

Qing Long was also standing not far away, with no intention of disturbing them.

"Xiao Mei, I think I've made myself very clear, right? Can you please stop bothering me?"

Hirata's words no longer had the gentleness they once had.

It can even be said that such sharp remarks are quite hurtful.

But Xiaomei had no intention of giving up. Although there was a trace of sadness in her eyes, she still plucked up the courage to grab Hirata's hand.

"How can I let you go in your current state? Not only me, but all the classmates in the class are worried about you."

After hearing this, Hirata felt annoyed and shook off Xiaomei's hand, causing Xiaomei to stagger back a few steps.

"Stop being so hypocritical! What you're saying about worrying is just a show. They just don't want to act indifferent to me because they're afraid that others will think they're cold-blooded."

Xiaomei looked at Hirata with an incredulous expression.

"How can you say that? Hirata-san, you know that people don't think that way. They all really care about you."

Hirata looked at Xiaomei and sneered unconsciously.

"If caring is really useful, there won't be anyone dropping out of the class. Everything can't be undone. It's already happened. I don't want to care about anything anymore. So leave me alone. Okay?"

Hirata glanced at Xiaomei, whose eyes were already filled with tears. He gave up the way back to the dormitory which was blocked by Xiaomei and turned to walk to the other side.

And Qinglong glanced at the direction where Hirata left, and did not catch up with him immediately, but walked towards Xiaomei who was lying on the ground.

Xiaomei sat on the ground dejectedly. She admitted that she had a crush on Hirata, but it was really too much for Hirata to speak like that.

She could understand Hirata's sadness, but she found it hard to let go of this unprovoked venting of anger.

Just as she was hanging her head in despair, she found a figure appeared in front of her.

Stunned, he looked up.

"Ayanokouji-san...?"

Xiaomei hurriedly wiped the tears from her face in panic and looked at Qinglong somewhat at a loss.

Qinglong sighed slightly and held out his hand to Xiaomei.

"this..."

Xiaomei looked at Qinglong in surprise.

"Get up first... It's not right for a girl to sit on the road like this."

Xiaomei hesitated for a moment and then reached out and placed her hand on Qingtaka's to gain strength.

"Thanks..."

Xiaomei took the opportunity to brush the dust off her skirt to avoid looking at Qinglong.

"Um... did you see everything..."

"Um..."

Xiaomei's face was filled with loneliness and disappointment when she heard this.

"It's funny, isn't it? I'm like a shameless person who's trying to please you... But I just want Hirata-san to recover and become the optimistic and cheerful person who led the class before..."

As she was talking, Xiaomei's body began to tremble slightly, and a few watermarks appeared on the ground.

Qinglong looked at Xiaomei's sad face without any change in expression, just like a quiet pond, without any ripples.

"I don't think you deserve to be made fun of."

The unexpected answer made Xiaomei raise her face, with two lines of tears on her cheeks, looking very pitiful and helpless.

"You don't have to comfort me. I know that my actions will be laughed at. I just... want to help Hirata-san, just like he helped us before."

Qinglong denied Xiaomei's statement.

"Do you think I'm lying to you? It's already very respectable to have the courage to do what you want to do and to still take action in the face of other people's misunderstanding."

Even though this is troublesome and has no benefits.

"Really... do you really think so..."

Xiaomei blinked and looked at Qinglong in shock. Because of the shock, her mouth was slightly open and she looked a little cute.

"Of course...if it wasn't like this, I don't think I would be here to offer you a hand and pull you up."

Qinglong seemed not to want to waste any more time. He pushed Xiaomei from behind and walked towards the dormitory building in a slightly rude manner.

"Okay, I think you've done a good job, but don't force yourself. Now, you should go back to the dormitory and rest."

"Wait...wait...Ayanokouji-san?"

Just like that, Xiaomei was forcefully pushed by Qinglong to the elevator of the dormitory building.

"Okay, go back and have a good rest. You have done what you should do."

Qinglong pointed at Xiaomei's eye sockets.

"My eye sockets are all red. If I don't take good care of it, it will be swollen tomorrow."

"ah!"

Xiaomei touched her face in surprise, and even took out the terminal to turn on the camera function to watch it.

But, nothing happened.

"Where?"

Qing Long also laughed softly at this time.

"Well, it's gone now, and the expression is much better. Bye then."

Watching Qinglong leaving the dormitory, Xiaomei suddenly realized something.

So...is this Ayanokouji's way of comforting people?

But thanks to this interruption, Xiaomei felt that her mood became much better. At the same time, the throbbing feeling in her heart for Hirata gradually dissipated.

Because she was disappointed.

Chapter 250 Release Hirata

When Kiyotaka left the dormitory building, he slowly walked in the direction Hirata left.

He was not in a hurry, because at this moment, Hirata seemed to have lost his place to stay and had nowhere to go.

Sure enough, Qinglong saw Hirata's lonely figure sitting on a chair by the river.

Like an eggplant hit by frost, it is wilted and lifeless.

Kiyotaka sat down next to Hirata without making a sound. Hirata just turned his head to glance at Kiyotaka and sighed.

"Why, you have to show up too? Didn't we agree that if I'm of no use to you, you'll let me drop out of school... I'm already tired enough today, can't you let me take a break?"

Qinglong shrugged nonchalantly.

"Yeah, I know you're tired. After all, everyone is trying to influence you with kindness, but little do they know that this will be more painful for you."

Hirata looked at Kiyotaka in surprise, clearly shocked by what he said.

"So I didn't come to you to comfort you..."

Qingtaka also turned his head to look at Hirata.

"I came here to hear about your past."

"what?!"

Hirata looked at Kiyotaka with a strange look in his eyes, and he obviously couldn't accept this request.

"Why should I tell you."

"Why...I just want to know? Or, do I want to dig up your painful past? Which reason do you think you can accept better?"

Hirata was stunned, then smiled bitterly.

"You really aren't here to comfort me...it's just that your approach is so blatant."

"What else? Yamauchi dropped out of school at my urging, but his dropping out dealt you such a big blow. To be honest, I don't have the time to waste any more time. Class C wants to make progress, and you can contribute a lot. So, I don't have the time to watch you get depressed."

This sentence was already a naked threat. Hirata felt a sense of oppression when he looked at the calm and quiet Kiyotaka.

A sense of oppression that made him submit.

So he sighed.

"I now understand why Karuizawa obeys you... Your eyes are really as terrifying as the turbid darkness..."

Hirata let down his guard and gradually climbed up the cliff along the rope thrown by Hei Yu.

"I remember I told you that I had a very good friend who became the target of bullying in junior high school."

"Yeah, I remember his name was Sugimura."

Hirata looked at Kiyotaka strangely.

"I still remember..."

Of course I remember, it was because Kiyotaka knew about this that I understood why Hirata reacted so strongly.

And this thing is the breakthrough, the breakthrough to untie the shackles.

He wanted to help his good friend, but was afraid that he would become the target of bullying.

Under the inner struggle, fear is still greater than kindness.

In the end, Hirata chose to be a quiet bystander.