You say this is a love game?

There were three floors above ground, plus one underground, for a total of four. The first floor was where various formalities were handled, and also served as the entrance. As soon as Mizutani Makoto looked up from the entrance, he saw a towering bookshelf, perhaps over twenty meters high, reaching all the way to the dome.

The second and third floors are reading areas. The floor-to-ceiling glass windows make the overall space appear spacious and bright, and there are reading chairs available for selection.

Since it was lunchtime, there were almost no people in the library.

Makoto Mizutani asked the administrator, he was looking for books related to school history.

After all, Private Hiiragigaoka Academy is the predecessor of Yomi High School. It is difficult to find information about Private Hiiragigaoka Academy on the Internet, but the school's history records may contain clues.

"It really does."

Mizutani Makoto's frown slowly relaxed.

The private Hiiragigaoka Academy was founded by Soichiro Hiiragihara, a famous educator and philanthropist during the Taisho period.

The Hiiragihara family has a long history and was considered a prominent family even during the Taisho period. The school attracted much attention from the moment it was established.

The book also contains the original layout of the school and photos taken with a black and white camera.

This is an emergency.

Mizutani Makoto also has a task of exploring the map. The photos in the school history and the layout design of the old school can help him know where he should go.

As he was watching, he heard movement behind Mizutani Makoto.

Someone is coming.

Mizutani Makoto moved without looking up, keeping a proper distance from the stranger, but the man took the initiative to approach and sat down next to him.

"Makotan..."

The only person who would call him that is Yajima Mai.

Mizutani Makoto was surprised and asked, "How did you know I was here?"

At the reading table, Yajima Mai rested her elbows on the table, her hands on her face, and she smiled and replied softly, "Hey, I asked Kubo-san, he told me that you came to the library today."

As if afraid that Mizutani Makoto would be disgusted, Yajima Mai hastily added: "I know you want to read, so I won't disturb you... Just think of me as someone who comes to read as well. Look, I've already borrowed the books."

She held up the book in her hand.

Mizutani Makoto took a look and saw that it was a love novel about a love affair between an infatuated man and a resentful woman.

It fits his impression of her quite well.

"So, can I read with you?"

She lowered her voice, but even so, it was still pleasant.

"Yeah." Mizutani Makoto nodded.

There's nothing wrong with reading.

Besides, he originally planned to make friends with Mai Yajima, so he should avoid some romantic flags, but normal socializing would still be fine.

Mai Yajima made a "yeah" gesture and smiled as if she had successfully confessed her love.

This guy sometimes doesn't seem like a real person.

Mizutani Makoto withdrew his gaze and continued reading.

Soon, the only sound in the reading area was the rustling of pages.

After a while,

The entire reading area was silent.

It seemed as if I could hear the breathing beside me.

Mizutani Makoto lowered his head and looked helplessly at Yajima Mai beside him.

The girl folded her hands, lay on the desk, raised the corners of her mouth, and breathed very steadily.

Her romance novel was still open.

But she was already asleep.

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Chapter 015: Observe me as you observe clouds

The sleeping face is very cute.

Makoto Mizutani has no worldly desires for Mai Yajima, but his basic aesthetic taste is still there.

Sunlight slanted through the gaps in the blinds, casting a furry golden edge on Yajima Mai's dangling black hair. Her hair was quite long, and as she slept soundly with her arms resting on her head, her shoulder-length strands lay scattered across the spread-out romance novel. A few strands clung to her slightly parted lips, rising and falling gently with her breathing.

She was dressed the same as yesterday, a white shirt with a school jacket over it.

The girl huddled under the table, her legs slightly pressed together. Her black stockings formed a soft depression above her knees, and the edges of her stockings were turned up in two small pleats, revealing a small section of her porcelain-white thigh. Her leather shoes pressed against the floor, and the heels occasionally hit the table legs, making a sleepy tapping sound.

She has a pretty face and fair skin with a rosy glow.

The soft flesh on the cheeks was deformed by the pressure and looked funny.

A 16 or 17-year-old girl can achieve the same effect by simply washing her face, which is something that middle-aged women cannot achieve even if they spend a lot of effort on skin care.

He was thinking from his perspective. If he were a little more greasy, would he have been unable to control himself and kissed her at this moment?

Mizutani Makoto closed the book and held his chin with one hand.

In summary, it is not surprising.

Mai Yajima doesn't look like someone who can patiently read a book.

The lunch break was almost over. After all, it was only an hour, and apart from the time spent eating and rushing to the library, he wouldn't be able to stay in the library for long.

"It's time to wake up." Mizutani Makoto reminded.

"Well?"

Mai Yajima rubbed her arm unconsciously, a kitten-like whimper coming out of her throat. She raised her head randomly and stretched lazily with a confused look on her face.

When she stretched her arms, the hem of her uniform shirt ripped halfway out of her pleated skirt, revealing a line of porcelain-white waist. The plump mountains showing off their slender branches and abundant fruits tightened the buttons, making Mizutani Makoto's eyelids jump.

The moment Mizutani Makoto looked away, she had already sat up straight, rubbing her eyes, with a few strands of silly hair standing out in her long black hair, which looked quite funny.

It was a close call. I accidentally got into the tortoise and the hare race.

Fortunately, Rabbit Head won.

"Makotan, my arm is numb," she complained quietly.

Mizutani Makoto tightened his lips.

The red mark on her left cheek caused by the pressure of her arm was slowly fading away.

Mai Yajima didn't notice this. She pushed her hair aside from her forehead, seeming dissatisfied with the messy look, so she tidied it up in front of Makoto Mizutani.

"Is class about to start?" The nasal question blended in with the hum of the air conditioner. As she asked, she used her thumb and forefinger's mouth to hold the roots of her hair and comb it back.

"There are still eight minutes left. Now is the perfect time to go back to the classroom."

Mizutani Makoto was a little careless at first, and looked at Yajima Mai inadvertently, but found some marks on her forehead.

He was stunned.

The left forehead that had been covered by bangs was revealed, and underneath was a scar visible to the naked eye.

It's like a crack on porcelain, extremely abrupt, completely destroying the original perfection.

[Clue 3: Is a scar on the forehead considered a disfigurement?]

Mizutani Makoto calmly looked away. The system would not shoot without a target. It seemed that he was one step closer to the secret of Yajima Mai.

scar?

Mai Yajima has already fixed her bangs to cover the scar.

Of course, Makoto Mizutani wasn't stupid enough to expose someone's scars in front of them.

Mai Yajima came back to her senses from the daze she had just woken up and immediately regained her energy.

"Then let's go! Let's go back to the classroom together!"

What is her purpose?

It's just about his body.

Mizutani Makoto suspected that she was just there to make herself familiar.

"Let me borrow your book."

Mizutani Makoto picked up the school history he was reading and planned to take it home to study further.

"Oh, I'll borrow the book too. It's quite interesting."

No, you didn't see much at all.

On the way back to the classroom, Yajima Mai was still asking him: "Makotan, do you always go to the cafeteria for lunch?"

"Well, I usually go to the cafeteria."

"Why? Why not try making a bento lunch?"

Mizutani Makoto shook his head: "It's too troublesome."

"It's not a problem." Yajima Mai turned around, her eyes fell on Mizutani Makoto, and she began to walk backwards, her heels tinkling on the cobblestone path.

"Although I only recently learned to make my own bento, the results are quite good. I've recently started learning more advanced techniques."

"Did you know that panda bento that's been all the rage lately? The panda head actually has its ears dyed with bamboo charcoal powder. I was so shocked at first..."

"There's also the rabbit bento I made. I'll find a photo for you tonight. It's quite interesting. Have you ever seen a rabbit's three-lobed mouth? You can carve it out of a quail egg and then stuff it into a rice ball. It's super cute."

The sunlight penetrated the camphor leaves, casting a spot of light on her nose. Mizutani Makoto stared at it for a few seconds, then the afternoon drowsiness washed over him, and he became a little absent-minded.

It seemed like she really wanted to teach him how to make a bento.

However, he has no interest in being a househusband.

Fortunately, Kubo Shinji didn't see this scene, otherwise he would have strangled him with envy and jealousy.

"Uh-huh."

He was thinking about his tryst with Miss JK tonight and what he should do to kill Miss JK.

"Makotan, how about I prepare a bento for you tomorrow!"

"Hmm...huh?"

When the shadow of the teaching building reached his feet, Mizutani Makoto realized that he seemed to have agreed to something serious.

"Then it's settled!"

Mai Yajima reacted quickly, as if she was afraid that Makoto Mizutani would realize the situation and say something regretful, so she immediately quickened her pace, jumped into the hall following the shadow of the teaching building, and immediately ran towards the shoe closet.

Mizutani Makoto stood there motionless, stunned for a long time.

He shook his head.

"Blue-haired water monster: Yajima-san, are you there?"

"Sutori: Yajima-san isn't here, but Maichan is."

Yajima Mai, Yajima Mai.

As for the suffix of "chan", it is "ちゃん", a standard affectionate name suitable for family, friends, and lovers. Calling it this way gives a feeling of "Xiao Zhen", which is less two-dimensional than "tan", and the risk of social death is greatly reduced.

Mizutani Makoto took a deep breath.

Giving yourself a nickname will help you avoid the bad smell of your house, right?

No, she couldn't get angry. If she asked for corrections at this time, it would definitely be approved immediately, and then she could confidently call him... No, the suffix "chan" is too feminine! What's the difference between calling him "chan" and the socially unacceptable "sauce"?

Traps! They're all traps!

As soon as the nickname Makotan came out, it was full of thunder.

However, the pronunciation of Mako actually makes people think of the meaning of "true"... Sincerity, is this also part of Mai Yajima's calculation?