Daily life in Zongman

Tiamat's voice was filled with nostalgia as her head was stroked. "Mom will take a nap next. Bye~"

The fusion of worlds was about to begin, and she would also fall into a deep sleep, just as she had been in the past since she had opened up this world. Consumed to the point of exhaustion, she could only return to the primordial ocean and slowly recover.

The vast sea of clouds became deserted, and Tiamat finally lay on the clouds. She picked up the woven flower from the gift and placed it under her nose.

Flowers exude gratitude and carry the sincere emotion of hoping that the person receiving the gift will be happy.

She likes it very much, she likes it very much.

79~80. Gentle Glass

The wind blew the curtains, and a figure suddenly appeared in the classroom.

Fujiwara Haru stared at the classroom in a daze. The blackboard was still stained with chalk dust, and the students' desks and chairs were neatly arranged. The room was a warm yellow, and out the window, the sun was about to set.

Looking down, I saw three or two students outside the teaching building who had returned late due to club activities and were slowly walking out of the school.

It’s been a long time since school was over.

I had to check the time to confirm how much time had passed, but there was no one to ask, and the clock on the wall didn't have a date.

By the way, my cell phone, I almost forgot about it after not using it for a year.

Fujiwara Haru reached into the desk, trying to get her cell phone to check the time, but couldn't find it. She looked down and saw that her cell phone was not inside the desk.

Eh? His phone was inside the desk, right? Did I remember it wrong?

Well, I can't confirm the time, so I can only guess. According to what the gods said, when they are in the apocalyptic world, real time will slow down to a near standstill, which means that some time will still pass.

It should be evening now. The lunch box is at the back of the classroom and is still warm when I open it.

Through his diary, Fujiwara Haru was able to confirm that he had spent exactly one year in the apocalyptic world, but in reality, he initially guessed that only one afternoon had passed.

Let’s go home and confirm it further. He just wants to go home now.

The back door of the classroom was opened and Nishimiya Naoko walked in. Her hands were still a little wet, and it seemed that she had just gone to the bathroom.

She looked over, paused for a moment, and then, with some hesitation, called out as if to confirm, "Fujiwara-kun?"

"Good evening Nishimiya, I'm back!" After a year, seeing Nishimiya Shoko again, there was no strangeness or awkwardness, only the cordial joy of meeting good friends again.

Nishimiya Glass came over with a puzzled look on her face. She stood on tiptoe and gestured with her hand: "Fujiwara-kun, you've grown much taller and stronger."

There was another change that she didn't mention. She felt that Fujiwara Haru's voice had also changed a little, but Glass was not confident in her hearing, so she overlooked this change.

"Hmm... let me think about how to say this." Before going to the end world, Nishimiya Shoko was his best friend. She had a gentle personality and would listen to whatever he said. He trusted her.

After thinking for a while, Fujiwara Haru briefly explained: "I traveled to another world this afternoon, spent a year there, and now I'm back. That's it."

The puzzled expression on Nishimiya Naoko's face did not disappear. After all, traveling through the world was still too incredible for ordinary people.

Is this a joke? But Fujiwara Haru wouldn't lie to anyone except on April Fools' Day, and he definitely did grow a lot taller.

So is it true? Nishimiya Shoko struggled to comprehend it, her worldview shaken and bewildered.

Feeling dazed, she rummaged through her packed schoolbag, took out Fujiwara Haru's cell phone and handed it over.

"Fujiwara-kun, here's your cell phone."

"Xigong put it away for me, thank you." He took it, opened the screen and took a look, confirming the date and time. Indeed, only one afternoon had passed.

"By the way, Nishimiya, take this." Fujiwara Haru thought of something and took out the panacea that he had kept close to him from his arms.

Nishimiya took the pill without asking any questions, took out the thermos and prepared to drink it with warm water.

She also trusted him, unconditionally.

"Just in case, take off your hearing aid first." Looking at Nishimiya who was holding a thermos in her left hand and medicine in her right hand, he reached out and prepared to help her take off her hearing aid.

Helping each other between good friends, this level of contact has become a subconscious behavior for Fujiwara Haru, and he doesn't think it's wrong at all.

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Four years ago, when she was in fifth grade, someone had done this to her.

In a trance, Nishimiya Glass seemed to be back in that classroom, facing her deskmate again, the girl who always had a smile on her face.

She smiled and said, "Here, take it off and let me see it. I haven't seen what a hearing aid looks like yet."

As she spoke, she reached out and roughly took off her hearing aid. After observing it for a while, a bored expression appeared on her face.

The hearing aid was taken off, and Nishimiya Naoko could no longer hear what she was saying. She could only make vague judgments based on her lip reading.

She seemed to be saying, "It's no different from headphones. It's boring."

Glass looked at her. She threw the hearing aid to the classmate next to her. The classmates passed it around and finally threw it into the trash can.

She smiled and retrieved her hearing aids from the trash, only to find they were broken. The bullying got worse and worse until the end of the semester, when she was in sixth grade, she transferred to Watergate Elementary School.

Nishimiya Shoko was in a trance and shrank unconsciously. When she came to her senses, she found that the people in front of her were not those people.

She looked at the person in front of her, felt the hand reaching for her face, and did not dodge.

She was actually very self-conscious about her ears. She usually wore her hair down, never tied it into a ponytail, and would cover it with her hair or wear a hat, never exposing her ears.

In the dim classroom, Glass raised her head slightly, closed her eyes, and felt the fingertips beside her ears.

She trusted him, no matter what he did or what he said, even if it was just that he had traveled through time, she was trying to digest and understand it.

The hands by my ears were warm and rough. They combed my long hair back, exposing my ears completely. Then, I fumbled around to confirm the structure and position of the hearing aids before carefully removing them.

The warm hands did not leave immediately. They gently pinched the earlobes, and then hot wind came from the ears, as if to blow clean the ears.

Nishimiya Naoko shuddered, opened her eyes, and saw the big boy blowing into her ear. Her earlobes turned red quickly and her face was instantly filled with a blush of shame.

But she did not lower her head or hide, she just tightened her grip on the thermos cup in her hand.

Nozomi, who was only docile to one person, was willing to accept whatever was done to her. Even though she was filled with shame and timidity, she did not hide, but simply closed her eyes again with a heart full of shame and joy.

Her ears should not be dirty, as she always maintains good personal hygiene when she goes out every day. Even though she wears her hair down and covers her ears every day, she is careful to do everything perfectly.

It's not just about wanting to be cleaner when we meet in the early morning, it also includes wanting to show the best side of myself in the face of unknown possibilities.

Glass felt her earlobe being loosened, and then her face was held and gently rubbed.

Although she was very shy, she did not stop the behavior.

My face started to be pinched, which was a little more embarrassing.

Nishimiya Glass still didn't stop.

Then her earlobe was pinched, and that place made her very shy.

Although Glass, who had never been treated like this before, was a little confused by this sudden intimate behavior, she still did not stop it.

The docile glass is willing to do whatever is done to it.

Her face was lifted up and gently rubbed twice, and then she felt fingers gently apply pressure to the corners of her eyes. They weren't trying to open her eyelids, but just using a little force to remind her.

Nishimiya Naoko vaguely realized that the previous action seemed to be reminding her to open her eyes.

She could only hear extremely faint sounds now, mixed in with the wind, hazy and blurred.

Just now, it seemed like, I heard some sounds...

She opened her eyes and saw Fujiwara Haru who looked somewhat helpless.

Sign language: Take medicine.

Nishimiya Naoko lowered her head, not daring to look over, and silently swallowed the pill.

Her mind was blank now, completely filled with shame. She could no longer think of anything and just followed her instinct and did what she was told.

After taking the pill and putting down the glass of water.

Glass felt a slight itch in her ears, and as the wind blew in from the window, at that moment, she heard the sound of the wind. They were so soft and clear, without the slightest haziness, she could even hear the faint sound of birds and people outside the window.

The sound of the wind, the chirping of birds, and the sound of car bells were so clear, so vivid. She seemed to have emerged from the bottom of the water. The world at this moment was so vivid and alive.

"Xigong, can you hear me?"

Nishimiya looked at Fujiwara Haru in confusion and nodded.

She opened her mouth: "Fujiwara-kun..."

She quickly closed her mouth.

Unlike the "normal" sounds she'd heard before, the sound she heard now was different. Was it unpleasant? She didn't know, she didn't understand what was considered pleasant, but she realized that her voice was different from what she'd heard before.

He heard footsteps outside the classroom, getting closer and closer. He looked over, noticed something, and said softly, "Xigong, wait a minute, let's go home together later."

Nishimiya Naoko nodded and gently touched her neck and throat.

She watched Fujiwara run out of the classroom and heard his voice in the corridor.

"Futaba! Wait, wait, let's exchange contact information. I forgot I can use my phone when I get back."

A flat female voice said, "Don't make loud noises in the hallway, stupid Fujiwara."

"Futaba, what's your Line?"

"I didn't promise to tell you my contact information." A female voice sighed: "Give me your phone."

"Oh~ Great, this way it will be much easier for you to find Futaba if you have any problems."

"I may not see the message. If there is anything urgent, it is best to call me directly or come to see me." A flat female voice.

"I see. By the way, which class is Futaba in?" The two chatted in the corridor: "Eh? Isn't that class on the next floor?" Glass listened quietly: "Oh, the club activity room is on this floor."

Finally, the flat female voice said, "Stupid Fujiwara, go home quickly. It's not good to be alone in the classroom with girls."

Who is Futaba...?

Nishimiya Glass, a little concerned.

Because they had brought a large bag of things, the two took a taxi home. After being dropped off at home and saying goodbye, Glass returned to the bedroom, placed the gift box on the table, and then fell onto the futon.

She was still very confused at the moment and was still trying to sort out her thoughts.

First, there was Fujiwara-kun, who had suddenly disappeared at noon. Nishimiya Shoko had no idea where he had gone, or what had happened. But they had agreed to go home together after school, and Fujiwara-kun, who rarely broke his promise, should have come to the classroom to find her.

So Glass waited until evening and saw him again.

He was suddenly told that he had traveled to another world, his ears were suddenly healed, and a woman with whom he had a good relationship suddenly appeared.

Everything that happened today made Nishimiya Shoko more confused.

A mess of thoughts filled her head. Unable to figure it out, Glass chose to search the Internet for help.

The first is to travel to another world.

I found many comic books, including "I traveled to another world and became stronger by relying on XX", "I became the strongest in the world with only XX useless skills", "I swept the dungeons in another world with almighty magic combat skills", etc.

Glass had never read these kinds of novels or comics before. She had been studying hard to catch up, but rarely read such books. When she had some free time, she would read girls' comics, not stories about traveling to another world.

After spending a whole night reading, Nishimiya Glass gradually sorted out her thoughts.

She guessed that Fujiwara-kun must have traveled to another world, and then relied on gods or his own awakened skills to become very powerful. After a year of adventure, he defeated the demon king or became the strongest in the world and returned to reality.

The medicine she took should be something like the life potion she brought back, which can restore her body and heal her ears.

Futaba may be a companion who was summoned to another world together. During this year, they should have experienced many adventures and formed a deep bond.

It's even very likely, very likely...

Fujiwara-kun already has many wives in the other world! Otherwise, why would he behave so unruly?

Maybe he already has wives like dragon ladies, elves, princesses, saints, etc., as they are drawn in the comics.

Nishimiya Shoko believed what Fujiwara Haru said. With incomplete information, she guessed right about part of it, but then went astray with most of it.

She now had only one thought in her mind.

Fujiwara-kun, probably... he won't pay any attention to her anymore... She's already been completely snatched away...

The relationship between them will stop at friends and there will be no possibility of going further.

This kind of thing... this kind of thing... this kind of thing is not allowed!

Nishimiya Yuzuru pulled aside the curtain and looked at Nishimiya Nazuru, who was lying on the bed sobbing. He was confused and said, "Sister, why are you crying all of a sudden? Who bullied you?"

Glass's eyes were filled with tears: "Yuzuru, Fujiwara-kun, you may not want to stay here anymore."

"Huh?" Nishimiya Yuzuru looked confused.