I won't be a loser.

Looking at Mari Fukazaki in front of him, Xianren was not angry, but instead smiled softly.

"No, it's okay. I understand what you mean, Mari. Even if we break up, we can still justify the reason for the breakup, like pursuing our own dreams and freedom?"

"Although they are rare in the industry, there are such people. They are called idol writers. They go from being idols to becoming writers, pursuing the maximization of their own interests, and even do things that make people stunned when they know about them..."

After a pause, she looked at the wise man in front of her and explained briefly.

"Of course, I don't think you are such a person, Xianren."

"I see."

The calm answer and the faint smile made Mari Fukaoka feel a little relieved. She was a little worried that Xianren would misunderstand her.

"If you're willing, we can actually work with the publishing house to package you as an idol writer like I just mentioned. The publishing house will also conduct a series of publicity for you. Combined with your personality, Miyamizu-kun, I think you can attract a lot of women and then convert them into readers and fans."

"Then it's time to sign a long-term contract with Kaiying Society, right?"

"Ah."

"I don't have such an idea for now. I'll consider it later. I still prefer the peaceful life now."

Once he really cooperates with what Mari Fukaoka just said, he will definitely become famous, but his own life will be difficult to guarantee. Even things like going to school will become difficult. He has to cooperate with the publishing house and even the agency every day.

It would be difficult for Kaiyingsha to operate an idol writer relying solely on itself. By then, it would probably be inevitable that it would sign a contract with other idol agencies, cooperate with them, and then carry out activities.

He is not very clear about the ins and outs of these industries, but he does have a limited understanding.

"Don't you want to consider it? You'll be very popular with girls."

"No, that kind of life is not what I expect."

"In this regard, Miyamizu-kun, you truly possess a stability unlike that of your peers."

“A lot of people say that to me.”

In response, Xianren smiled, picked up the teacup in front of him, and took a sip. Fuukoka Mari was a little helpless. Xianren was willing to agree just now, and it would probably be helpful to Kaiying Society at that time. It could be considered a cooperation that would benefit both her and Xianren.

But, it was rejected.

There was nothing that could be done about it. Mari Fukaoka had no right to force the boy in front of her. The two of them had not known each other for very long and their relationship was just that of ordinary acquaintances. There was no reason to ask the other party to do anything.

Thinking of this, Mari Fukaoka couldn't help but look down at her figure, and suddenly looked at Xianren opposite her. Her heart couldn't help but be agitated. She pursed her lips, blushed, and felt deeply ashamed of her thoughts. She silently picked up the teacup to cover up her guilt.

"By the way, last time you told me...sensual works? You...could it be?"

Thinking of something, and now that they were at Kento's house, Mami Fuuokana recalled what Kento had talked about with her before. She looked at the young man in front of her, and her eyes became a little concerned.

"Um......."

Suddenly the topic fell on "sensuality". Xianren was a little surprised by Mari Fukaoka's change of topic. He stood up silently. Under the gaze of the editor, he slowly walked to his desk and took out "Honeyland" from the drawer.

He returned to the table, sat down, and handed the manuscript to the person opposite him. Mari Fukaoka stretched out her hand, took the manuscript, and held it in front of her.

"Honeyland...the name..."

It cannot be denied that Mari Fukaoka was also curious about that aspect. She once walked into the age-restricted area alone and took a quick look around. However, due to shame, she only looked and did not buy anything.

She was afraid that others would look at her strangely, so she stayed in that area for a short while and then left.

On the other hand, she had logged into those websites with her mobile phone, purchased electronic books, and read some of the works online. Looking at the manuscript in front of her, the name alone gave her a sense of familiarity.

After hesitating for a moment, she reached out her hand and turned the page of the manuscript in front of her. She took a look at the content of the work inside and found that the handwriting was the same as the original manuscript given to her by the sage last time.

She raised her head and glanced at the boy in front of her. She pursed her lips silently and watched quietly...

Instead of staying in school for long as usual, Futaba Rio returned to her home not long after Kento left the school. She entered the bathroom and unzipped her skirt. Watching it fall down, she gently pulled at her pure white cotton striped panties with both hands and silently lowered them...

The color of scarlet was glaring. She pursed her lips tightly, biting them with her pearly teeth. Her eyes were lonely. She had never thought that she would do such a strange and crazy thing.

She closed her eyes dejectedly, then raised her head and looked at herself in the mirror. It was like looking at a clown, with a bitter smile and tears rolling down her eyes...

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Cherry Blossom Season: 168. What are you doing in the classroom?!

Mari Fukaoka didn't stay in Kento's apartment for long. She just gave Kento the bill from yesterday, chatted about her creative work, and then left in a hurry after receiving a phone call.

Xianren, who was alone in the apartment, looked at his room and couldn't help but look up at the ceiling. He then lowered his head and looked at the teacup on the table. He stood up and put away the teacup that Mari Fukaoka had used...

At night, Xianren returned to his apartment from Qingpu's house and entered the bathroom. As soon as he took off his underwear, he found a little scarlet, which made him look sideways. He lowered his head and took a closer look.

"Blood?"

I was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but feel nervous. Unlike other places, seeing blood on my underwear, whether it was on the front or the back, was a very serious problem in terms of self-esteem.

After looking around, I found that there was no blood on my body, only a little stain on my underwear.

He took it off his body directly, held it in front of himself and looked at the place where the blood was. Then he looked down at the corresponding place on his body and found that there was no wound. How could there be blood?

After thinking carefully, I realized that I hadn't done anything drastic the entire day, nor had I run into anyone.

"No, it won't, right?"

He frowned. The only possibility was that he fainted for a while in Futaba Rio's laboratory at noon. He had no memory of what happened during that time.

At that time, did Futaba Rio do something to him?

He looked at the underwear in his hand silently, then raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror. Xianren fell into a long silence, not sure in his heart whether he was thinking too much.

"If it really is her, then today...it can't be considered an accident, right?"

Xianren, with his brows furrowed, had no idea what Futaba Rio had done to him. He stood quietly in the bathroom for a moment, then decided to take a shower before considering the issue. Putting his underwear aside, he turned on the shower and began to rinse his body...

He turned off the lights and lay down on his bed. Xianren opened his eyes quietly and looked at the dark room. In the silence, he reached out and picked up the mobile phone beside him, opened his Line, looked at the contacts, and found Futaba Rio's avatar.

He clicked on the conversation and entered a series of content, but after looking at what he had entered for a while, Xianren was silent for a moment and silently deleted all the content.

"Let's wait until tomorrow and ask him in person."

Even if I ask now, it won't have much practical significance. It would be better to wait until tomorrow and ask her carefully to see if she really did anything to me while I was unconscious.

The wise man lying on the bed closed his eyes.

"Did something happen yesterday afternoon? I didn't see you the whole afternoon, and many people are curious about what happened."

When he arrived at school in the morning, he saw Hinami Aoi standing next to his desk. As soon as Xian put down his schoolbag, she came to his desk and asked about what happened yesterday.

"Nothing, just a simple physical discomfort, what's wrong?"

"Eriri dragged me to the infirmary to check on you, but she found out you weren't there, which made her very worried."

He glanced at Eriri's desk and found that she had not arrived in the classroom yet. Kento turned his gaze to Hinami Aoi who was sitting next to him.

"Thank you for your concern, but it's okay now."

"Well, good health is the most important~"

Seeing that Xianren didn't seem to want to talk about what happened yesterday in detail, Hinami Aoi didn't ask him where he had gone yesterday instead of in the infirmary. Given their relationship, asking such a question would only seem presumptuous. Hinami Aoi, who didn't want to cause any resistance from Xianren, smiled and returned to her seat.

Watching the girl leave, the sage sat in his seat, watched for a while, then withdrew his gaze, supported his cheek with one hand, and looked at the sky outside the window. The birds flying across the sky drew his thoughts elsewhere.

The girl with blonde hair and twin ponytails entered the classroom and saw Xianren sitting in his seat. She found that he was staring at the scenery outside the window in a daze. She did not approach Xianren to ask him what happened yesterday and why he was not in the infirmary. She snorted gloomily and sat in her seat without even looking at Xianren.

Nan Rikui, who was beside her, couldn't help but smile helplessly when she saw Ying Lili's reaction. The relationship between the two was really a little confusing to her.

At noon, I left the classroom and came to the laboratory alone, but saw an empty laboratory.

"not here?"

He also sensed something strange in his heart. Perhaps something had happened, something he didn't know about. But what it was made him care and curious.

After standing in the laboratory and waiting for a while, he did not see Futaba Rio appear, so he left the laboratory silently.

Not far from the laboratory, a young girl stood at a corner, watching the figure of the wise man gradually disappear into the distance. Then she silently withdrew her gaze and turned to walk in the opposite direction...

"It's just that I know Miyamizu-kun. Aren't you a little too proud?"

"It's truly unbearable to watch. She must be using her own despicable body to seduce Miyamizu-kun, right?"

In the girls' restroom, Yoshida Saki was blocked by two of her classmates. She lowered her head and dared not speak. She held the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands, but was slapped in the face.

"I'm talking to you! Why are you pretending to be dumb? Do you hear me?"

The burning pain on her cheeks made Yoshida Saki bite her lips and bury her face even lower.

"Hey!"

The two people standing in front of her pushed her shoulders and body with their hands, and stepped back, until she was pushed against the wall of the toilet. Other people who entered the toilet saw the scene in front of them, but pretended not to see it. They entered the toilet silently and left silently. Some people even stood in the toilet and watched their bullying behavior.

No one was willing to stand up and help Yoshida Saki. She was pushed and slapped. When the bell rang for class, the people in the toilet gradually left.

"Humph! How shameless!"

The two people who bullied her left the restroom after saying a few words, leaving Yoshida Saki alone. She silently walked along the wall of the restroom and slowly squatted down. Tears kept rolling down her eyes. She bit her lips, choked and tried to suppress her sadness, not letting herself cry out loud.

Ever since Kento helped her last time and refused to take on the duty with those two girls, Yoshida Saki has been treated hostilely by those two girls and is always treated coldly in daily life.

But as time went on, this hostility became more and more obvious and intense. Even if she did nothing, the two of them would kick her desk when passing by her seat. The sudden malice frightened Yoshida Saki quite a bit, and the two of them would look at her frightened expression and laugh at her coldly.

This went on for about half a month, until today, when they met by chance in the toilet and accidentally bumped into each other, and she was severely bullied by those two people.

Biting her lips tightly, Yoshida Saki still didn't understand what she had done wrong and why those two people had to treat her like this...

Tears rolled down the lenses of her glasses, and everything in front of her became blurry. She sobbed and sniffed her nose, took off her glasses with her left hand, wiped her tears with the sleeve of her right hand, squatted on the ground until the pain on her face subsided, then she slowly stood up, swaying, and silently walked to the mirror, looking at herself in the mirror.

Her hair was messy from being tangled, and there were red palm prints on her face that had not yet completely disappeared. Tears had dried on her face, and her clothes were no longer tidy. She looked at herself numbly, feeling a burst of pain and bitterness in her heart. She bit her lips tightly and left the bathroom silently.

She didn't go back to the classroom. She didn't want others to see her in such an embarrassing posture. She came to an empty corner, slowly squatted down, sat quietly on the ground, hugged her legs tightly with her hands, and curled up her body.

'No one will come here, no one will find me... If I could just stay here and die peacefully like this...'

Her hands clenched slightly involuntarily, and she buried her face deeper. She sat on the ground, her eyes gradually becoming dim.

If nothing unexpected happens, she will stay here until school is over, until it gets dark, and until there is no one else around. Then she will quietly leave, go back to her home, and continue... Is this a day like today?

Her body couldn't help but tremble slightly. Squatting in the corner, Yoshida Saki began to fear "tomorrow". She didn't know what she would encounter tomorrow, but it was definitely not going to be a good thing.

As the bright sun in the sky gradually set towards the western hills and the school bell rang, she squatted in the corner dejectedly, waiting for time to pass. Normal students should have left by now, but the students in the club had not yet... She didn't want to meet other people.

In her opinion, this school could no longer give her any sense of security. What happened today and those who watched coldly made her feel deeply frightened.

"It's so cold..."

She whispered softly, and her nose couldn't help but feel sore. Tears seemed to be about to flow from her eyes again. She bit her lips tightly, using the pain to suppress the urge to cry. She raised her head and took a deep breath to stop herself from crying.

despair--

The footsteps were particularly obvious in the quiet environment. Yoshida Saki, who had buried his head, couldn't help but raise his head slightly and look towards the door, and his heart became nervous.

"Teacher? Or...them?"

His eyes trembled as he looked towards the door, where the footsteps stopped.

click -

The sound of the door opening was heard. When she closed her eyes out of fear, a familiar voice rang out in this empty classroom.

"I thought I could find you right away, but it took me so long to find you here."

A clear voice rang out in the empty classroom. The familiar voice made Yoshida Saki's frightened body tremble. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the person standing at the door. She blinked, confirming that she was not mistaken, and showed a surprised and confused expression.

"Miyamizu-kun...why..."

"When I was in the classroom, I heard people talking about a girl being bullied. I heard your name and asked about it. I found out you hadn't returned to the classroom all afternoon, so I came to look for you to see if you were still in school. I didn't expect to find you until now."

He entered the idle classroom and came to Yoshida Saki. He stopped and looked at the girl's messy hair and the tear marks on her face. He stretched out his hand, gently placed it on the girl's head and stroked it.

"Sorry for coming to you just now."

Looking at the apologetic expression of the boy in front of me, hot tears could not stop flowing from the corners of my eyes...

Holding Yoshida Saki, he waited until the girl stopped crying, gently stroked her back, and looked at the girl in front of him who had calmed down. With an expression full of apology and humility, he stretched out his hand.

"It's already dusk outside. Come on, I'll take you home."

"Uh... yeah."

The girl, her heart filled with anxiety, looked at the hand extended by the young man in front of her, pursed her lips slightly, nodded, and placed her hand in the broad and warm palm. The wise man gently pulled her up, and her body shook unconsciously.

She had been squatting for too long, causing her legs to go numb. Now when she suddenly stood up, she was a little unsteady for a moment.

He stretched out his hand and gently put his arm around the girl's waist, their bodies pressed together. Seeing the girl's sudden blush, he asked in a gentle voice.