Celebrity ex-girlfriend got revenge on me

Chapter 483 The Mysterious Lady Is No Longer Mysterious

The next day. Student Union cabin.

Takanari Sufu was still the first person to arrive. She turned on the electric heater first, so that the room could be warmer after they arrived. Then she sat down at the head of the long table, holding her chin with her left hand and quietly looking at the door, waiting for Kitahara and Mayu to arrive.

"I will finish knitting the scarf for Kitahara-san tonight."

"I have to go to the mall tonight to buy Mayu's scarf."

She quietly imagined the future, time passed slowly, Mayu came and pushed the door open, and after a while, Kitahara finally arrived.

Kashiwagi Mayu glanced at Kitahara Kento, who seemed to be worried since he sat down.

She asked knowingly, "Did you have a nightmare too?"

Kitahara Kento glanced at Kashiwagi Mayu, then looked away and said in an unnatural tone, "I dreamed of the final and decisive game of the Meijin Tournament."

"You still dreamed about your shameful old friend, didn't you?" Kashiwagi Mayu snorted, thinking to herself, "Do you regret not being able to challenge her successfully? If you had won, wouldn't you have gone to her to 'make peace' a long time ago?"

Kitahara Kento was wondering in his heart that it was not strange to dream about himself winning the Meijin Tournament. It might be a regret in his heart.

But after winning the celebrity match in his dream, he brought the little homely girl to his home, sat on the sofa, and told her that they wanted to reconcile. He had imagined this scene in his mind no less than a dozen times. The location might be in a cafe, a park, or by the river. In fact, it didn't matter where. The key point was that he really didn't imagine that the little homely girl would actually ask him what kind of reconciliation he meant.

Kitahara Kento sighed softly, put his hand to the back of his head, and began to think seriously.

In the future, when he talks to Amemiya about reconciliation, if she really asks him, "When you say 'reconciliation', do you mean reconciliation between friends, or reconciliation between us?", how should he answer so that he can appear more proactive, be receptive to advice, and have everything under control.

I can't be easily controlled like in my dreams, hesitating like a fool, at a loss what to do. That would be really embarrassing.

Kitahara Kento, who was thinking, noticed out of the corner of his eye that Takanari Sufu brought him a cup of hot tea and quickly came to his senses.

"Thank you." Kitahara Kento reached out and took the teacup.

Gao Lixufeng smiled and comforted him, "Getting the right to challenge for the Celebrity Tournament in your first year as a professional is already very impressive. The Celebrity Tournament is held every year, and there are many, many opportunities. And there is not only the Celebrity Tournament, but also the other six title tournaments."

"Right, Moyu." Takanari Sufu turned and looked at Moyu.

Kashiwagi Mayu was silent for a few seconds. Having witnessed the dream of the "source of pollution" with her own eyes, she really didn't want to answer any questions about this question.

But facing Xufeng's suggestive eyes, she could only reluctantly respond with a simple "yes".

"I know, I was just feeling a little emotional just now." Kitahara Kento adjusted his sitting position, took out his cell phone, and changed the subject.

Gao Li Xufeng returned to his seat and gently shook the steaming cup of tea to pass the time.

She was bored, so she turned slightly and quietly looked at Kitahara Kento who was watching an online video.

She heard key words like "sign language."

  Takanari Xufeng was a little curious. Kitahara wanted to learn sign language?

She immediately asked in surprise, "Does Kitahara want to learn sign language?"

Kitahara Kento looked up, thinking it was too much trouble to explain, so he said, "No, I just saw it by chance. It won't hurt to learn the basics of sign language."

He met the mysterious lady for the first time the night before, and last night, she actually came to see him again, once and twice, and who knows, she might do it again tonight.

  Every time the mysterious lady made a gesture, he was confused and didn't understand what it meant. So, he thought about learning some basic daily gestures so that he could imitate her.

But as he watched and gained a deeper understanding of sign language, Kitahara Kento slowly frowned.

"That's not right." He suddenly found something strange.

It turns out that when using sign language, you also have to make corresponding facial and body movements.

In short, sign language is not just about making gestures, but about the coordination of hand movements + facial expressions + body movements. It also pays great attention to the speed and exaggeration of gestures.

Kitahara Kento carefully recalled the times when he watched the news channel, and it seemed that this was indeed the case when the sign language teacher in the small box below was translating.

He sat up straight in his chair and recalled the scene when the mysterious lady was making hand gestures. He was very sure that when the mysterious lady used sign language, not only did her expression and body remain motionless, but the whole process was also very calm. Even the speed was done in a few swishes without any changes in speed.

Moreover, when he recalled the gestures made by the other party and compared them with the sign language teaching in the video, they did not stand up to scrutiny at all.

The mysterious lady was like someone who knew nothing about sign language, making random gestures to fool laymen.

Kitahara Kento felt excited.

"She's lying to me?"

  And the look in the eyes of that mysterious lady gave him a sense of familiarity.

At that time, he really felt that the other party was the little otaku girl Amamiya, but he restrained himself and did not say it out loud.

Although the facial features were different and it looked like it was not the same person's head, it was not like he had never seen the power of East Asian makeup techniques.

Not to mention making the little girl Amamiya look like she's 24 or 25 years old, even if he made her look like an 80-year-old grandmother, Kitahara Kento believed that someone could do it.

"And their heights are similar, too." Kitahara Kento remembered that he had accidentally seen the other person's browsing history last night - tips on walking in high heels.

"And she was using sign language, which was obvious. It was obvious that she didn't want me to hear her voice."

"It's you." Kitahara Kento leaned back in his chair, his mood gradually becoming complicated. He silently put away his phone and put it back in his pocket.

Night. Metro station.

Kento Kitahara stood in the same place with his guitar, but he didn't play.

"She should come again."

Kitahara Kento stared at the neon night scene motionlessly, waiting for the "mysterious lady" to appear.

Until now, he still couldn't decide whether to expose the disguise of the little otaku girl Amamiya.

Once exposed, he would find it difficult to predict how things would develop next.

As expected, within thirty minutes, the beautiful and mysterious lady stepped into his sight with a shoulder-mounted electronic piano.

Seeing her appearance and the time she appeared, Kitahara Kento sighed, his mood becoming more and more complicated.

"You know every time I go out to perform," he murmured.

Kitahara Kento thought back to something that happened earlier, and thought to himself, "The person who stood at my doorstep late at night and played music with me, was it you?"

The mysterious lady walked up to Kitahara Kento and pretended to use sign language.

Although he felt very complicated, seeing her making sign language seriously, Kitahara Kento actually felt like laughing.

"Start?" Kitahara Kento sighed inwardly and temporarily smiled.

The "still mysterious little otaku girl Amamiya" nodded and placed her ten fingers on the black and white keys.

Kitahara Kento lowered his head and prepared himself. He held the neck of the guitar with his left hand and was thinking about what musical motive to play first when he suddenly heard a "da da" sound.

  He was attracted by the sound and looked sideways. It was the sound of the high heels of the "mysterious lady who is no longer mysterious". He didn't even notice her when she walked over just now!

Kitahara Kento was slow to play the musical motive, and the mysterious lady turned her head in surprise, followed his line of sight, and saw her red high-heeled shoes.

She really wanted to ask, "What's wrong with me wearing these red high heels?", but since she couldn't speak and was too lazy to take out her phone to type, she had to use sign language again to try to get Kitahara Kento's attention.

"It's okay," Kitahara Kento looked away in a daze and said, "Your high heels are very beautiful."

Kitahara Kento was in a state of confusion.

According to his daughter, his future collection will include a pair of “red high-heeled shoes with broken heels”.