Daily life in Zongman

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at the junior student beside her, and said with a hint of temptation: "Haru-kun, don't you think it's a pity to go home like this? We haven't even taken the last step of a couple's date yet~"

"A love hotel?"

"Yeah~ Do you want to have dinner together, and then go to a couple's hotel together to rest~rest~"

"Senior Shiyu really likes to play tricks on people."

"Maybe, it's not a prank~"

"If we really go, I feel that Senior Shiyu will be the first to run away."

"Hey~ Wanna give it a try~ Together with Senior~ Let's use the same term as sibling travel and get a double room together, how about~"

"Senior's proposal is very tempting, but I choose to go home for dinner."

"Have you chosen to escape? Haru-kun seems a bit timid. You can be more courageous. Don't choose to run away."

"This statement and tone are really infuriating. It makes me want to go to the hotel with Senior Shiyu to prove it."

"So~ Let's go to the hotel together~"

"No, I want to go home for dinner."

"..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha paused and tapped her heels lightly: "Such decisiveness is really a bit unpleasant~"

"Then shall I put it in a more euphemistic way?"

"What a perfunctory attitude, my boyfriend, you're unqualified."

"Ah... let me think..."

Fujiwara Haru was thinking about how to coax a girl, but he couldn't figure it out after thinking for a long time.

How to do it?

I touched my phone, opened Line, and prepared to compose a text message to Futaba.

There was a rumbling sound, and the subway entered the station.

Fujiwara Haru thought about going in first, but he found that Akihabara was packed with people. Fortunately, it wasn't crowded, but there wasn't much room left.

After getting on the subway, I looked at Senior Sister Shiyu who was holding the bag in front of her chest with both hands, and thought that her date plan was really unreliable. It was obviously a romantic date, but her schedule included the noisy and bustling subway. Taking a taxi would have been more romantic.

After negotiating with a boy leaning against the wall, he pulled her over and placed her next to the wall.

"Senior Shiyu, please help me protect them."

He handed his bag of figures to Kasumigaoka Utaha, then put his hands on both sides of her, forming a slightly independent space. Fujiwara Haru protected his own figure treasures and also made his senior sister safer.

He has some understanding of the perverts on the train, so he will protect them if he can. Before returning home, he will try his best to play the role of a good boyfriend.

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't say a word the whole time. When she was held by the hand and pulled over, she let out a small exclamation and her cheeks began to turn red quickly.

She didn't say anything teasing, but lowered her head and held the bag quietly.

The subway made a rumbling sound as it moved. Some people on the subway were playing games, while others were chatting. The noisy sounds they made echoed in the carriage.

However, Kasumigaoka Utaha could no longer hear.

Her face flushed, she lowered her head silently, smelling the breath so close to her, and her brain went into a state of shutdown.

Perhaps if she were given some time, she could return to her usual elegant senior status and pretend to have enough energy to tease him. But in this sudden situation, she could only control herself and not stammer and reveal her very shy thoughts.

After all, Kasumigaoka Utaha was just a 17-year-old girl in her senior year. Her seemingly calm demeanor was simply based on her experience with light novels. In reality, Kasumigaoka had experienced very little; before today, she'd never been on a date or checked into a hotel.

She enjoys reading and writing light novels, and she loves putting her dreams into words. From beginning to end, she is just a charming and innocent girl, and her favorite thing is to write her favorite stories at home late at night.

Kasumigaoka Utaha is a pure literary girl in the guise of a nymphomaniac.

Halfway through the subway ride, her brain barely regained its composure, and after that, she began to fantasize with a rapid heartbeat.

In this scene, if the junior student lowered his head, he would probably notice her abnormality.

Will he be teased? Or will he be gentle and say nothing, just chuckle after getting off the car?

Or maybe the junior student would reach out and help her tuck the stray hair behind her ears... or touch her ears or something...

If that's the case... If that's the case...

The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she felt. She thought that as a senior student, she should take the initiative. But when she glanced at the muscular body in front of her, she could feel it directly when she got close, and her brain started to overheat again.

If I were to be held directly...

Damaiah... Damaiah Damaiah...I can't take it anymore...

"Senior Shiyu, your face is so red."

An ordinary, plain statement.

There was no hair-flipping or tenderness, only the feeling of, "Ah, I had egg fried rice today."

This feeling of blandness.

Fujiwara Haru found that her foot was stepped on, but it was just a black silk foot without shoes, so it didn't hurt much, but she could feel the anger of its owner.

"Give me back my affection, you idiot boyfriend!"

Oh no, it seems that I have completely pissed off the senior.

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The subway broadcast the notice, and the two walked down the subway station. After chatting, they found out that they all lived nearby. After all, they were both studying at the private Feng Zhiqi College and were already residents nearby.

"Let's go."

Kasumigaoka Utaha regained her former elegance. She pointed into the distance and walked ahead.

Because I made my senior angry, I agreed to her slightly willful request: to extend the date for a little while.

After sending a message to Sister Shendong saying that I would be there about an hour later, I followed her.

It was six o'clock in the afternoon, the twilight hour, neither day nor night, and the outline of the world became blurred.

The two were strolling on the street and came to a riverbank. The clouds in the sky were gradually dyed red by the sun.

Kasumigaoka Utaha walked to the grassy slope beside the river bank, sat down, and patted the grass around her.

Then he sat beside her.

"Remember what Senior Sister said yesterday? I've been trying to write a novel recently."

"Ah."

"I'm sorry, please let me keep what I wrote a secret for a while. I want to give you a little surprise."

She whispered, "But there is something I can tell you."

The wind blew across the grass slope, causing Kasumigaoka Utaha's hair to flutter. She reached out and combed it, then placed it on her chest.

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked to her side and said, "I'm very happy with today's date, my boyfriend."

"I was originally troubled by how to develop the relationship between the hero and heroine. I couldn't write out the heroine's inner thoughts, and I couldn't describe their romantic scenes well."

"Right now, my mind is full of ideas and I can't wait to get home and write them down."

"But there's still a little bit more, just a little bit more."

"The protagonist needs some highlights and some handsome scenes. I can't imagine scenes that I haven't seen."

"Boyfriend, can I ask you for help again later? Let me get to know you better."

Kasumigaoka Utaha wants to prolong this fake boyfriend relationship, not only for her light novel, but also for herself.

"Senior Shiyu, I understand how you feel."

Fujiwara Haru looked into the distance and spoke calmly.

The sun was setting at the end of the river, casting a brilliant golden light on the surface of the river.

Kasumigaoka Utaha waited quietly, and said that the second half of the sentence of understanding the mood usually means letting others understand him.

She thought that she was probably going to be rejected.

Well~ It’s not bad to be your boyfriend for a day, but it’s a pity that it’s still not perfect in the end.

Then she looked at Fujiwara Haru, stood up, and took two steps forward.

The wind passed under the bridge, rushed up the grass slope along the river, causing the corners of his clothes to fly and the boy's hair to flutter.

You want highlights, you want to look handsome, and generally speaking, you want that romantic feeling, right?

To help others to the end, Fujiwara Haru took out the words that he had remembered until now.

Here it comes, a sentence that is so cool!

"The wind is so noisy today."

The wind was getting stronger, and Fujiwara Haru thought that if he wore glasses at this time, he would be more calm.

He turned his head slightly and looked behind him.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's face flushed slightly, and she clasped one hand to her chest. The young man in the sunset was so handsome. It was just like the scene she had always imagined, exactly the scene she had always longed for.

Her writing inspiration flows like a spring.

Chapter 164 The orthodox operation of the Snow Girl.

——June's daily chat ⑦——

Fujiwara Haru placed the Totoro figurine she bought by the window under the wind chime, and the atmosphere value of the activity room increased by 1.

He sat in the corner of the sofa at the back table, flipping through a comic book.

"Come to think of it, when I first met Kato, you were always playing on your phone, but lately you've been reading comics."

"Lately, every time I finish a comic, I get recommended another one. I don't have time to play with my phone at all."

"I see. If you think about it, reading a book instead of playing with your phone is better for your eyes. I think the person who recommended the comics must be handsome and kind-hearted, a truly good person."

"Having a thick skin is one of his strengths."

"This is talking about confidence, right? I think so too. Oh, thank you for the compliment."

"Shameless Fujiwara-kun, what's the topic of conversation this time?"

"There's no topic. If you think I'm chatting with you for a purpose, you're totally wrong."

Fujiwara Haru was searching the bookshelf for the comics she wanted to read: "I really don't have much to talk about this time."

"So... since you had nothing to do, you decided to disturb the person sitting next to you."

"Well, that's not wrong."

"You don't consider other people's thoughts at all... Never mind, whatever you want."

"Speaking of which, I went to see My Neighbor Totoro a while ago. It was great. I recommend that Kato go see it if he has time."

"I've suddenly been recommended something new, but it wasn't a strong recommendation, so it feels pretty good."

"After watching it, I thought My Neighbor Totoro was amazing, so I wanted to share it. I hope Kato enjoys watching it. I shared it with the hope that my friends would also have the same joy."

"Let me see……"

The guy at the back table took out his phone and checked: "It's still showing."

Fujiwara Haru had already picked out the comics he wanted to read, and sat on the other side of the sofa to start flipping through them.

In the club activity room, Kitagawa Umi is learning how to make clothes with Glass, and Furumi Glass is also trying to make her own Cos costumes. Her clothes and props can be said to be simple, and it only takes a week or two to make them carefully, so she can take her time.

Utaha Kasumigaoka was catching up on her sleep in the corner. Her passionate writing late at night in recent days had made her even more sleepy during the day.

Everyone in the activity room was doing their own thing. The wind blew in from the window, bringing a hint of warmth and making the wind chimes make crisp sounds.

"Fujiwara-kun suddenly stopped talking."

"Hmm? We're done chatting. I need to read some comics now."

"So the purpose of our chat just now was to share your favorite Totoro, right?"

"Looking at the results, that's true, but I just saw you sitting there and thought I'd chat with you without thinking too much."

"It's terrible. He started the chat on his own and ended it on his own, without any regrets at all."

"Hey, hey, don't make me sound like a scumbag."