Daily life in Zongman

"Haru-kun, can you give me your schoolbag?" Nozomi's words were short and slow, and she was trying hard to speak normally.

"Schoolbag?" He picked it up, but then felt it was unnecessary and declined, "I can carry it myself."

Glass fell into silence, not saying a word, and followed obediently for a long time.

At a traffic light, I turned around to look at her and wanted to share the game we played last night. I found that she had her head down and looked a little lost, so I asked, "Glass, what's wrong?"

Glass looked up and said, "Hey... um..." She smiled with a concealed smile, "Um... it's nothing~"

Holding her hand, he walked across the intersection: "Glass, tell me the truth. What were you thinking about just now? You looked a little depressed."

Glass's face puffed up on one side, and she muttered softly, "Haru-kun, this is bad."

However, she did not resist, but followed him and whispered her thoughts.

"Qingjun is not just Qingjun now."

"This is also for Glass, Master. We must not forget the promise we made last night. Glass is a maid now. I want to be able to do something and help my master."

"Glass knows that she is not very strong, nor is she very good at serving. But she just wants to do her best to do something."

"The schoolbags aren't that heavy, so it's not a hassle to carry two. I was a little sad to be rejected."

"I know Qingjun has good intentions, and I know I have to obey my master, but it just makes me sad... I'm a maid, but I can't even help with such a small matter... I feel so useless..."

"If you can."

Glass stood at the deserted alley. She tilted her head slightly and took a deep breath. "Master, you can use Glass as you wish!"

Watching her, she expected a response.

Although Glass has completely become a maid and is obedient in everything, she feels uncomfortable in her heart.

"Glass, is anything okay?"

She nodded: "Okay!"

"Do you listen to everything?"

She nodded: "Yeah!"

"Then it doesn't matter if I break you?"

Glass was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously: "Well... if it's Master's turn... it's OK!"

As expected... something is very wrong... It seemed like something was wrong yesterday, and now I feel even weirder. I don’t like this, and subconsciously I feel that this is wrong and shouldn’t be like this. Thoughts fill my mind.

Glass...should be more lively, more playful, more...girly.

Looking at the extremely docile girl in front of him who was holding her schoolbag in front of her, he sensed something was wrong.

If this continues, perhaps after getting used to it, Glass will really turn into a docile maid, extremely obedient and submissive, without any rebellious temper, and will only exist like a slave girl.

She is no longer the Glass who occasionally plays tricks, occasionally gets angry, and occasionally laughs happily.

To be honest, I do like maids, but I hope that we can become more like friends and gradually get familiar with each other as a girlfriend, adding some fun to the maid life. To put it bluntly, you could also call it interest.

We need to restore Glass to normal.

"follow me."

"Huh?" Glass was a little confused, but did not resist and followed him to a park.

There weren't many people here in the early morning, so I found an empty corner and pulled her to sit on a chair.

To be honest, I have no idea how to deal with this matter. I have never experienced this kind of thing before. I just vaguely feel that something is not right with Glass, and I don't want her to continue to be so obedient.

Let’s try it, make Glass angry first and break this status quo!

Great, now here's a question: How do you make Nitro angry?

Disrespect and frivolity should be behaviors that would anger both men and women, but no, it’s more likely to make Glass sad rather than angry.

The same applies to teasing, accusations, and criticism. Glass, who has low self-esteem, should be sad but not angry.

The only thing that can be thought of that won't make her sad and might cause her to get angry is excessive teasing.

"Nano, I'm going to do something extreme next. If you get angry, just tell me." He hugged Naoko in his arms.

"Eh? Um... okay." Glass had been a little confused since she was brought here. She didn't know what was going on, but still agreed obediently.

He reached out and poked her face, pressing his index finger against Glass's face, poking it lightly to make it slightly concave.

First of all, I need to state that Fujiwara Haru has no recollection of being poked in the face as a prank at night during a school trip a year and a month ago.

Now I don't have any intention of revenge in my heart, I just want to try to make Nozomi angry.

The childish behavior continued repetitively for several minutes. When the back was poked, Glass would puff up its face when the hand was retracted, so that it would feel better when poked next time, and a slight puffing sound would be emitted.

This behavior made the beautiful girl not elegant at all, but she showed no sign of being angry.

"Are you angry? Tell the truth." I decided to ask.

"No, well, I'm a little happy."

Well, it seems to be more extreme.

He messed up Glass's neatly combed hair from bottom to top! Then he had no intention of helping her to tidy it up. He simply held it in his hand and tied it with the rope with the magatama hanging from his waist. It was not beautiful at all.

"Are you angry? Tell the truth."

"No, that's very comfortable."

"I'm bullying you!"

"But it feels good to have my hair done."

Damn it! This is even worse!

Pinching her ears, rubbing her face, pinching her fingers, messing up her hair, and finally pinching her nose slightly to make her unable to breathe.

Glass was a little confused. She opened her mouth and let out a breath that blew on her palm, warm and gentle. Then there was a warm feeling that touched her palm. The tip of her tongue licked it lightly, expressing obedience and cuteness.

Suddenly I thought to myself: Maybe this is not bad?

I shook my head to dispel this thought. It would definitely be better to make Glass more lively and cheerful.

He sighed, let go of his hands and lay down on the chair.

At the end, Glass smiled sincerely: "Well... it's fun to play together~ But, you have to go to school."

"I'm not playing with you, I'm bullying you!" This is how you complain, but there is no way to go further.

You can't really hurt Glass, and you can't touch her more sensitive parts. Of course, your girlfriend can do intimate things, but you can't bully her with such behavior, it will make her sad.

Being sad is being sad, being angry is being angry, these are two completely different emotions, and I can't make Glass sad instead of angry.

I don’t even have the ability to make Glass angry, so I don’t know whether I am a success or a failure.

I lay down on the chair, wondering what else I could do.

I can't think of any good solution. I can't do anything too extreme. She accepts some bad nose pinching, and she just regards other behaviors as playing together.

There is no other way, let’s seek off-field support.

He took out his cell phone, typed quickly, and sent a general report of the situation on the scene to Futaba.

I feel like this isn't a good thing, but there's nothing I can do. I can only ask Futaba, Futaba, help!

Now that class has started, I should try to make Glass angry before get out of class ends.

However, it didn't take long, maybe just a dozen seconds to read the message?

I received a reply: "Pig head, idiot, bad, Xi Nei."

Just as I was about to type a sincere request for help again, I received a message from Futaba: "Wait three minutes."

About a minute later, the first reply was withdrawn, followed by a new message: "Pig-headed idiot, so, you are with Nishimiya now, and for reasons you don't know, she is completely different from before. She has become very submissive and agrees to everything, right?"

Futaba replied: "Yes."

I moved my seat and sat under the shade of a tree next to the bench. As the sun moved, the shade became less.

"Don't move yet, sit for a while before going to school."

"Hmm~" Naturoko responded softly, then asked, "Haru-kun, can you untie my hair? I want to comb it."

He helped her untie the rope and hung the magatama back on. He used his left hand to help comb her hair and his right hand to type with Futaba.

Futaba's message: "Then let's first confirm the timing of the incident. Think carefully, you idiot. When did Nishimiya's transformation occur?"

Thinking and recalling, I am a little unsure, but it should be: the day before yesterday.

After he came back from the end of the world.

Reply to Futaba: "The day before yesterday."

Futaba's message: "Think carefully about what you said to Nishimiya the day before yesterday and send it to me in as much detail as possible."

While thinking and typing, he sent the conversation with Glass the day before yesterday to Futaba.

Futaba's message: "Just to confirm, the news about the end of the world you and Nishimiya shared was just a condensed summary of "I traveled to another world this afternoon, spent a year there, and now I'm back." Is that correct? Did you elaborate on it later?"

Reply to Futaba: "That's roughly what I said at the time, and we haven't talked about this topic since then."

Futaba message: "Now, while Nishimiya is listening to everything, ask her what she thinks and thinks about this matter, and let her tell you everything she thinks in detail. Oh, and answer the voice call, I'll listen directly."

Dial the voice call and ask Glass for her opinions and thoughts on the matter.

I got a stumbling reply: I was worried that Qingjun would travel to another world, have many wives, and have friends with better ties, and would no longer care about me. I was a little scared.

There were also some of her thoughts at the time, and Glass expressed as completely as possible the thoughts she could remember, without hiding anything.

The voice chat ended, and I got a message from Futaba: "I understand."

Then there was a long silence, until I was ready to ask again, and received a long message.

Futaba: "It stems from low self-esteem, simple psychology. In the past, you must have been the perfect friend in her eyes, with excellent academic performance and a great personality. Although she also felt low self-esteem and knew she couldn't catch up, at least her childhood sweetheart provided some comfort, and she felt a sense of superiority and confidence."

"But you spent a year in another world, a year she knew nothing about. During that year, you met me, and the bond we formed through a year of adventure has completely surpassed my childhood sweetheart's advantages in her eyes. With the achievements she imagined in your other world, she feels that a huge chasm has formed between you and her, and she can no longer treat you as an equal."

"So, the insecure Nishimiya can only pray that you won't abandon her by being completely obedient."

"Now, the perfect solution is to make her feel safe. More precisely, she needs to have the confidence, the courage to communicate with you as an equal."

"But idiot Fujiwara, you have to understand one thing. Nishimiya won't completely get rid of her inferiority complex just because of a few words. That's impossible. You can only try your best to alleviate it. Possible solutions include: sharing secrets, letting her know your secrets, keeping a shared secret will give people a sense of security; sharing your dark history, letting her know that you are not perfect either; or..."

After “or maybe”, there was no news.

Futaba, who was far away at school, was currently in the activity room, leaning on the table and taking deep breaths.

She tossed her phone aside, leaving a message unsent: "Or perhaps taking her virginity, making her feel that she had given and sacrificed, and that she had gained peace of mind."

She kept comforting herself that she was helping her friend, but in the end she couldn't help but feel very angry. It was so annoying to be asked such a question!

I received a reply message on my phone and picked it up to check: "Thank you, Futaba. I'll treat you to a delicious meal at noon."

"You pighead, idiot, go to hell!" He threw the phone aside.

After letting out an angry sigh, she sat down on the chair.

Why are you so angry?

Maybe it’s because, while she was analyzing Nishimiya, what she saw was herself.

She also had a low self-esteem that kept her from stepping forward, resorting to unhealthy tactics to gain attention. She was afraid to speak up because she wasn't confident, because she felt inferior, and because she was worried about being rejected and losing her friends.

She and Xigong are so similar.

Before, she knew the feelings of her beloved, but because of her momentary confusion and sharp tongue, she missed the opportunity.

Today, the pig-headed idiot came to ask her about another girl. She didn't want to intervene at first, but she couldn't. She couldn't just stand there and watch the idiot wandering around aimlessly.

Despite her annoyance, she still tried to solve the problem seriously, but she became even angrier.

The kind that can't be coaxed without confession.

So Futaba picked up the phone, hesitated for a moment, mustered up her anger, and sent the final message: "I'm angry."

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In the park, he sat on the lawn under a tree holding Glass and told her about his experiences in the apocalyptic world. He wanted to resolve her misunderstandings first and then try to solve other problems.

Received a text message: "I'm angry."

Ah, oops.