Comics, daily stories

When Eriri Sawamura arrived at the scene, they were hugging each other, right in front of their classmates, as if no one was around.

Yukino is special, at least she is special in a way that is different from herself.

This was discovered from the perspective of an outsider when Eriri Sawamura was in the third grade of elementary school, after she separated from her two friends.

Feng Hayakai would naturally drop some of his disguise in front of Yukino. He was no longer quiet, and his eyes were full of active emotions.

He was so active that he seemed to be provoking Yukino all the time, becoming like those male classmates who didn't know how to behave and deliberately made the female classmates angry.

Actually, the same is true for Yukino. They both look mature and intelligent, but they are surprisingly childish to each other.

His fists clenched.

Eriri Sawamura rushed out of the crowd of onlookers.

All in all, it was his fault for kicking him first.

"Nomiyama Kaze Early!!"

......

"When will you let go!" Yukinoshita Yukino stepped on his foot.

"Put away the whip first." Nomiyama remained calm.

"Let go first!"

"No, put it away first."

"What? Are you afraid I'll spank you?"

"I thought it wouldn't happen just now, but now it seems like it really will."

Yukinoshita Yukino was about to say something when she heard a familiar shout.

"Nomiyama Kaze Early!!"

Both of them were stunned at the same time, and then Nomiya was the first to react. He let go, took a step back, and moved his body to the side.

Eriri Sawamura raised her foot and was about to kick, but she found that the person in front of her was different and was looking at her with a smile.

She changed from kicking to pouncing, and rushed forward, throwing herself into the arms of the person in front of her, her voice sounding like crying: "Wuwuwa!! Yukino!! He bullied me!!"

Damn bullying you.

Nomiya rolled his eyes, then glanced around. The classmates were still gathered around, some even took out their cell phones.

With a serious expression, he said, "No taking pictures, or I will sue you for violating my portrait rights."

Of course, he knew that this explanation was useless, as the clicking sound had occurred many times before.

Whatever, this scandal sounds pretty good.

Yukinoshita, whose foot was stepped on and whose arm was held, walked past as if nothing had happened. Beside her, Eriri turned around and made a face.

He took a step forward to catch up, and was a little surprised to see Eriri seemed particularly active.

Yukinoshita was okay, as the two of them had often been watched for beating up classmates, so she was probably used to it; but Eriri, as a young lady, would not normally behave inappropriately in front of many classmates, let alone kick him and then pretend to cry and howl.

Eriri, has something changed?

Following behind them, he asked, "Didn't you meet yesterday? Why do you act like you just met?"

Yukinoshita Yukino's face was calm: "I wasn't at home last night. I was busy moving to a new address. Why, didn't I tell Nomi-san?"

All you told me last night was to 'notify the hospital as soon as possible', and when you were lying in the hospital bed you didn't even bother to tell me to have a good rest.

Nomiyama's mocking voice began to rise: "Yukinoshita-san has been away for three years, so why did you forget about your studies?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Yukinoshita Yukino turned around and looked apologetic. "Maybe Nomi-san is too unimportant, so I didn't remember to inform him."

"It's okay." Nomiyama smiled, "I just made it back."

Yukinoshita Yukino sneered and stopped.

Nomiya raised his lips and stopped.

Sawamura Eriri didn't stop, she pulled Yukinoshita: "Let's go, let's go, I haven't eaten my lunch box yet, I'm so hungry."

Yukinoshita Yukino was pulled forward and just turned back to glare at him.

Nomiya glared back and said, "You're not going to really hit me, so who's afraid of who?"

The three of them walked into the service club one after another. There was a long table in the middle of the classroom. On the table were three lunch boxes, and there were three chairs beside the table.

Yukinoshita Yukino sniffed, frowned, walked to the window, opened it to let in some air, and said, "Nomi-san, at least you have to learn how to clean."

Nomiyama sat at one end of the long table, took his own lunch box and opened it: "It's been cleaned, look, the table and chairs are all clean."

"Where's the dust on the ground?"

"I haven't had time yet. I just created the club yesterday, and the activity room was only approved today. Having tables and chairs is already great, but the rest will take time, Yukinoshita-san."

"Then let's do it in the afternoon. Let's clean up first and then go back."

"Row."

The two of them naturally finished discussing the handling of the activity room, and then looked at the two remaining lunch boxes on the table.

One is Eriri's, one is brought by Eriri, and the other belongs to Nomiyama.

"Here, Yukino."

Eriri Sawamura pulled a chair and sat next to her, handing her one of the bento boxes.

"Sorry, I just moved and the ingredients are not ready yet. I wanted to go to the grocery store to buy something today." Yukinoshita Yukino felt a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, just think of it as helping him cure his addiction. He eats like a pig every day." Eri Sawamura rolled her eyes at the person at the other end of the long table.

Nomiyama's mouth was full of food and he didn't bother to pay attention to her.

Being able to eat is a blessing, and delicious food is happiness.

But, is there really something wrong with Eriri? She's never been so calm.

Yukinoshita Yukino opened her lunch box and said nonchalantly, "Indeed, if the grass on the roadside wasn't so bland, it would be normal for him to eat it. What kind of creature is he?"

"Rabbit?" Nomiya swallowed his food.

"No, Nomi-san, you overestimate yourself. You are not as cute as a rabbit." Yukinoshita Yukino said seriously.

Then she seemed to be lost in thought, and finally a look of sudden realization appeared on her face. "I see, it's a porcupine. A porcupine, when it has nothing better to do, will erect its quills and try to stab others. Rounding it off, it's roughly equivalent to a pig."

Nomi-san stroked his chin, thoughtfully: "Are you introducing yourself, Yukinoshita-san?"

This time, he didn't wait for the other party to reply, but instead talked about something else: "Also, not every grass is tasteless. I know several kinds of wild vegetables that are delicious when stir-fried or mixed with cold vegetables."

"You actually went to eat grass?" Yukinoshita Yukino frowned.

"Is it really delicious?" Sawamura Eriri opened her eyes wide, curious.

......

When Nomiyama returned to the classroom, he could clearly feel that the area at the back of the classroom had stagnated.

His gaze paused for a moment at the boys' circle, then finally fell on the girls' circle.

It was obvious that gossip was bubbling in their eyes.

Sitting back in his seat, Nomiya took out the textbook he would use for the next class.

"Hey, are you really in love?"

The stool was kicked, but not hard. The sound came from the left. The arrogant blonde girl was named Yumiko Miura.

Nomiya thought about it and did not answer her question. Instead, he lowered his eyes and looked at the other person's legs left at the foot of his stool. The curve was very beautiful and there was some strength, which showed that he exercised regularly.

He looked back with a slightly aggressive look and licked his lips: "Miura-san, do you really want to be 'served' by me?"

Miura Yumiko was stunned for a moment, then she thought of the note she had passed to Yui that morning. She stared, "What if I say yes?"

Nomiyama tore off a piece of paper, wrote something quickly, and handed it over with a serious expression: "This is my home address. I'm always welcome if you need me."

Miura Yumiko didn't take the paper, but waved her hand: "The adults said that high school girls can't participate in this kind of round-trip activities, even if Nomiyama-san is the round-trip person."

Nomiyama opened his eyes wide: "What are you talking about, Miura-kun? How can serving someone be considered a round-trip service? I don't want any money."

He said sincerely: "Please come, it's free."

Miura Yumiko blushed and turned her head away: "You go find Yui, she's interested."

Haha, kid, I've received special training in this area from Eriri's book.

Nomiya gave a smug smile and prepared to withdraw his hand.

The person who took the paper was not Yumiko Miura, but the black-haired girl with glasses sitting at the back table, Himena Ebina.

"I'm very interested. I'll stay for now. I hope Nomiyama-san won't regret it, right?" she smiled.

Are you serious?

Nomiyama looked at her and said, "Of course I won't regret it."

Turning his head, he opened his textbook and propped up his face with one hand.

Forget it, everything will become clear once they understand what the Service Club is used for.

Aside, Yuigahama Yui's gaze paused on the piece of paper in her friend's hand.

Eh? So that's how all those girls get out of being single? By going to a guy's house?

"Nomiyama-san seems much happier after meeting Yukino."

This time the voice came from the table in front, a very gentle male voice.

Nomiyama propped up his face and raised his eyes: "Hayama Hayato-san, neither she nor I are familiar with you. The term "Yukino" is too intimate. Please call me Yukinoshita-san or Yukinoshita Yukino-san."

"Okay, it's my negligence." Hayato Hayama smiled bitterly.

Nomiyama rummaged through his shoulder bag, took out a comic, and was too lazy to pay any more attention to him.

Let’s think about what to eat tonight. If there are three of us, we need to think about the menu in advance.

However, when the time comes, will Yukinoshita do it or will I do it myself?

......

Not much time was wasted cleaning the activity room. After all, the tables and chairs at the back of the activity room were not dirty. They just looked a bit abandoned and redundant and did not need to be cleaned.

The only things that need to be cleaned are the dust on the floor and the windows.

Nomiyama was in charge of all the windows because he was the tallest, and the other two were responsible for sweeping the floor and watching him work after they were done.

"Can you at least help out a little? You guys are just standing there watching?" After leaving the school, Nomiya walked behind carrying his fishing rod.

"Didn't Mr. Nomiyama boast about his height growth? I think this is a reasonable arrangement for you." One of Yukinoshita Yukino's arms was still being hugged, and she was quite calm.

"That's right, except for you, we can't touch those high glass." Eri Sawamura agreed.

"Who do you blame? Isn't it your fault for not growing taller? Especially you, Eriri, you haven't grown taller since junior high school."

"I've grown!" Sawamura Eriri let go of her hand, turned around and looked at him with a glare, "I even changed my clothes size!"

Nomiyama spitted, "Junior high school student."

"Nomi-san." Yukinoshita Yukino sighed, "I've grown quite a bit taller. Among girls, my height is already considered tall. Don't use boys' standards to generalize girls."

Yes, you are almost 1.7 meters tall.

Nomiyama opened his mouth and uttered three words: "Elementary school student."

Yukinoshita Yukino was slightly stunned. How could there be a female elementary school student who was almost 1.7 meters tall?

Eriri Sawamura was the first to react and kicked.

Nomiya ran away.

After a while, Yukinoshita Yukino lowered her head, took a few looks, and felt a chill.

He stretched out his hand, and a whip appeared in his palm, which he gripped tightly.

No, he must be beaten, even if not now, he must be beaten later.

......

The three of them did not go to Nomiyama's house immediately. Instead, they went to the river to fish out the two people's indoor shoes, and then took a detour to the supermarket to buy food.

By the time we got home, the sun was about to set.