If you get lost on the love map

Chapter 88 The Unspeakable Night

Nazukahiko talks about Yuuko Himuro and Yuki Nishizono in the room.

And one of the parties was listening quietly outside the room.

However, Yu Himuro didn't have the idea of ​​eavesdropping at first.

She was just going to go back to the room to get the book and wait for the takeaway in the living room for a while - after all, she promised to come down, and when the takeaway arrived, she would go to Nazukahiko's.

But when the girl came outside Naizukahiko's room and heard the sound from inside, she still couldn't help but stop.

Although it was not clear enough, it was vague, and at most I could only hear a general idea, but the girl's movements were like pressing the pause button, but they just stayed in place, motionless like a wood carving.

Only when she was breathing, her shoulders and chest rose slightly, to see that the girl still had signs of life.

"I know...but Naizukahiko, you can't keep dragging on these things, can you?" Izumi Yuyue's questioning voice came from the room, "Hoshiro-san is like this, and it has a lot to do with you."

"I know... Miss Ke Quan, after all we haven't seen each other for six years, I understand that Hiashiro-san has changed a lot, and I am trying to adapt to this change." Naizuka sighed helplessly in the room, "But Isn't this the snow painting of Xiyuan Temple suddenly shoved horizontally?"

Quan Youyue did not continue to speak.

I really can't blame Naizukahiko for this.

In the face of such a powerful lady, it is also very common to accidentally change the trajectory of life.

Just like Ms. Izumi herself, she should have escaped for her life in danger, but because of Nishiyuanji Yukie, she can now enter the private Lixin Academy and finish her last year of high school.

In the central region, if you want to enter the private mind through formal channels, the possibility is almost impossible.

After all, although Kanto and Kansai don't deal with each other, even if they hold their noses, they still have to admit to each other that they have their own merits and can learn from each other.

What's in this cultural depression in the central region?
If it weren't for Miss Saiyuanji's opening, Izumi Yuyue would probably only be able to stay in the central region for the rest of her life, in Shizuoka, the capital of chaos, and live out her life.

Even if you are lucky enough to go to Tokyo, at most you will be blocked from the campus by the iron fence of private care, and hope that the school will be sighed.

Of course, Naizukahiko is much more important in Izumi Yuyue's heart than Miss Saiyuanji.

It's just that every time she sees Naizukahiko like that, every time she is bullied by him, Miss Izumi wants to knock Naizukahiko's smile off her face.

Only it has not been able to do so.

"Okay, let's leave it like this for now...I think about it, maybe I'll talk to Hiimuro-kun this weekend." Seeing that Izumi Yuyue didn't speak for a long time, Naizukahiko didn't continue talking. Thought, "I said, Miss Quan, I just entered the room, and you entered the room in such a hurry, and the two rooms are still connected... Are you really not afraid of misunderstandings?"

"Misunderstanding? Are you still afraid of misunderstanding?" Quan Youyue's tone was both sarcastic and funny, "Mizuka Yan, classmate Naizuka, do you have a few misunderstandings to explain now?"

"No, I said it wrong, that's not a misunderstanding, it's a fact."

"Alright, alright, Miss Izumi, are you thirsty after talking so much?" Naizukahiko's tone was obviously impatient, "Get out now!"

Yu Himuro has been listening quietly outside the door, and before she can react, Naizukahiko's footsteps have already sounded.

Then there was the sound of the door opening.

Nazukahiko walked out of the room with a sad face, and saw Yu Himuro who was in front of his door.

He lost his voice.

But fortunately, he was able to restrain himself and not make a stunned expression, but the muscles at the corners of his eyes were not so easy to control after all, so he couldn't help beating twice.

As a result, his entire expression looked weird.

On the other side, Miss Quan, who didn't know what was going on outside, pushed out the door and also noticed the scene in front of her.

Nazukahiko looked at Yuu Hiimuro, and occasionally glanced at Yuzuki Izumi.

Heimuro Yu looked at Naizukahiko, his eyes fixed for a moment.

And Miss Quan... I really don't know where to look.

So, after simply struggling for a few seconds, she resolutely ran in the direction of the living room, "Nazukahiko, you have something to say with your classmate Hiroshima, I'll avoid it first."

Nazukahiko had a headache.

If it wasn't for Izumi Yuyue suddenly running into the room and coming to talk to him about the Xue-e of Saiyuan Temple, Yuu Himuro wouldn't be standing outside the door like she is now.

"Ice room classmate..."

"I didn't intentionally eavesdrop, I just heard the conversation between Naizuka-kun and Miss Izumi, so I didn't go upstairs." Before Naizuka-hiko could finish speaking, Yu Himuro explained first.

Nazukahiko was stunned for a moment, "Whether it's eavesdropping, there's no problem..."

"I didn't eavesdrop." The girl insisted.

"Okay, no eavesdropping." Naizuka can only nod, "Then..."

"Naizuka-kun, is there anything you want to tell me?" The girl looked into Naizukahiko's eyes, her eyes were so clear that she couldn't bear to perfunctory.

"I..." Naizukahiko didn't want to be perfunctory, but he didn't want to speak directly.

Even in the current situation, he didn't want to tell Yuki Himuro directly about the demeanor of Xionji Yukie.

Said it was a fluke, thinking that the girl would not hear it.

It is said that it is escaping, in short, it is good to be able to hide for a day.

In short, the current Naizukahiko is definitely not too much to describe as "losing an inch".

"Naizuka-kun, do you mean you have something to tell me during the weekend?" Yu Himuro still looked at Naizuka, as if he didn't notice his entanglement and hesitation, and just asked his own questions.

"...Yes." No matter how foolish Nazukahiko can be, he can no longer deny such a problem as a girl.

Not to mention whether I heard it before, Yu Himuro must have heard the last two words of my own.

It's really not a good choice to continue lying now.

"Then I'll wait for Mingzuka-kun." Yu Himuro nodded lightly, turned and walked upstairs.

Without the slightest sloppiness, without the slightest hesitation, as if this was really an ordinary thing that couldn't be more ordinary.

Seeing the figure of the girl going upstairs, Naizukahiko breathed a sigh of relief again, and was worried again.

After all, it has been avoided now, but isn't the dead line on the weekend also clearly defined?

Dying today and dying on the weekend, compared to the time you have to stay in Kanto... is there really a big difference?
With the anxiety in his heart, Naizukahiko didn't have the intention of continuing to do anything, and just came to the living room with instinct.

Then I found that Miss Quan was leaning against the wall, looking like an eavesdropper.

Seeing the girl's appearance, Naizukahiko got angry, "Miss Izumi, you just said you want to make room for us, don't care what we are talking about... Why do I see you against the wall? Eavesdropping?"

He pushed towards the girl with a dissatisfied expression, aggressively.

"Naozukahiko, don't put your anger on me because the problem is not easy to solve." Miss Izumi subconsciously took two steps to the side, avoiding Naizukahiko.

Nazukahiko suddenly stood there and sighed deeply.

Yes, even if you shirk responsibility, no matter how you don't take it seriously, there will still be a dead end.

Eventually you have to face these things.

"Do you still think it's hard to do?" Miss Quan lowered her voice a little, and there was some concern in her words that she didn't even notice.

"It's weird if it's easy to handle!" Naizukahiko glared at the culprit who started the conversation, then sat down cross-legged on the sofa in the living room and stopped talking.

Quan Youyue looked at him and didn't speak again, just sat silently on another sofa near him.

……

Yu Himuro didn't take care of the two people on the first floor.

Now she has three things to take care of.

The first thing is, of course, the top priority.

That is, takeaway delivered right away, dinner for three people.

After all, people in Kansai have heard a lot of these Eastern sayings that people are iron rice and steel, and people take food as their heaven.

The second thing was to think about what Nazukahiko was going to tell her over the weekend, and how he would tell him.

However, there is no answer to this matter. After all, the decision is in Naizukahiko's hands, not in the hands of the girl.

As for the third thing... of course, it is her attitude towards knowing the truth.

It's a pity that although Nazuhiko was still deceiving himself, trying to convince himself that Yu Himuro didn't hear what he said earlier, the girl stayed at the door of his room longer than he expected.

In other words, Yuu Hiimuro heard the fact that Nazuhiko was forcibly kissed by Yukie of Saigon Temple.

And this brings up a problem.

Saiyuanji Yukie has launched his offensive without hesitation.

Regardless of Naizukahiko's disgust, regardless of the resistance he might have, he just kept going forward, as if a bright future lay ahead as long as he moved forward.

What about the girl herself?

I just reflected on it before, I should not force Naizukahiko too much, nor should I be too restrained, making Naizukahiko too much pressure when getting along...

But what should she do?

Even if she only talked about physical contact, the strong kiss of Yuuki Saiyuanji was clearly better than hers.

Just one thing, girls can be sure.

That is her heart for Naizukahiko, and it will never be inferior to the snow painting of Saiyuan Temple, who has only seen Naizukahiko for more than half a month.

Those times that she had experienced together, those moments she remembered, could not simply appear, and could be surpassed and covered up.

She couldn't allow Naizukahiko to be taken away like this, and she couldn't accept Naizukahiko being taken away like this.

and so……

She needs Nazuhiko to make a choice.

A final choice that will not affect normal behavior, but will determine the future direction.

A very simple question with a very simple answer - Kanto or Kansai?

Even if Naizukahiko didn't make a choice right away, she had to make it clear.

For this, she will spare no expense.

The girl waited quietly in the room for 10 minutes, until the brother who delivered the food called, and then let the girl go downstairs again.

The atmosphere in the living room was a little gloomy, and Yuu Bingshi didn't care about these things, just walked to the door on his own, took something from the delivery boy and put it on the dining table.

……

Besides, Ming Tsukahiko was already prepared, and a dinner would be very awkward.

But Yuu Hiroshima seemed to be ignorant of anything, and the way he ate, his movements, and even the rhythm were the same as usual.

There is even a thought to urge Naizukahiko and Izumi Yuzuki to eat.

Even though Naizukahiko was always suspicious, in the face of Yu Himuro's performance, he temporarily let go of what was in his mind and ate at ease.

But well... Nazukahiko was eating with peace of mind, but Yukie's dinner at Saigon Temple was not so peaceful.

Or at least not being able to eat a few bites.

The reason is very simple. The president of Oura chose to visit the private Lixin at the time of school. Therefore, out of politeness, Xiyuanji Xuehui still wanted to entertain the president as the director.

But the problem is that, for some reason, the president of Oura took Akira Iwatani by his side, and even apologized for his previous reckless behavior.

Although Xiyuanji Yukie hates this guy who wants to expel Naizukahiko, but now is obviously not the time to turn her face, so she can only reluctantly put on a polite attitude to deal with Oura President.

A gong-chop staggered down, and it was past eight o'clock in the evening.

In the face of the snow painting of Xiyuan Temple, which cannot be inserted into the needle or splashed with water, the president of Oura couldn't find a place where he could take advantage of it.

The only point of drinking is that, as the owner, Xiyuanji Xuehui poured a lot of wine.

After the banquet was over, Watanabe Haruyo sent the somewhat unconscious Saigon-ji Yuki away.

The president of Oura, who was not drunk, was sitting in the car when he came, preparing to leave for the club.

"President... Are we going to stop here for today?" Iwatani Akira, who sat in the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt, and acted as the driver, turned to look at the president behind him, his words full of unwillingness, "Mingming try harder. With a single force, you can completely take down the snow painting of Xiyuan Temple..."

"Iwatani-kun, I've already given you a chance, but I don't have the patience to give you a second chance." The president's tone sounded gentle and did not mean to be angry, but he was fierce enough.

Akira Iwatani felt a chill in his heart and immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, President, I did something wrong."

"Oh, is that so?" The president's voice was somewhat playful, "Tell me, what did you do wrong?"

"I..." Iwatani Akira's forehead showed a few drops of sweat visible to the naked eye.

It's early April, and the nighttime temperature isn't as low as it is in winter, but it's definitely not warm.

At least when you go out, you must put on a coat.

But Akira Iwatani was sweating like that.

"Iwatani-kun, since I gave you a second chance, you should be obedient and act honestly."

There was a "Teng" sound from the back of the car.

The flame ignited from the metal lighter, burning the paper cigarette, and quickly ignited.

The car quickly filled with smoke and became a standard second-hand smoke sharing scene.

Akira Iwatani didn't smoke, and he even choked and coughed when he smelled the smoke.

But in front of his own president, he didn't even dare to turn on the exhaust fan for ventilation. He just sat neatly in his driver's seat and didn't dare to move.

As for coughing when he smelled smoke, he simply held his breath, and even if he accidentally inhaled smoke, he tried his best to hold it back.

"Okay, Iwatani-kun, that's almost it." After spitting out a few eye circles, the president's tone was leisurely, "I called you here to work... At least now you have to drive.

The president chuckled and took another breath, "I don't want my driver to have an accident due to coughing and suffocation and lack of oxygen."

"Yes." Iwatani Akira agreed with a flushed face, before he dared to turn on the ventilation system.

"Xiyuan Temple's snow painting here, it doesn't look like it's time to start... Just wait, there are some good shows to watch in Xiyuan Temple's house." The car started, the president's tone was relaxed, "Wait at that time, The snow painting of Xiyuan Temple is something we can knead at will.”

"Yes!" Iwatani Akira responded forcefully, looking excited.

He wouldn't expect Xiyuanji snow painting, but her close confidant, Watanabe Seiyo, can of course try to think about it.

And the boy who was studying in a private school and put himself down a few times...

Until that day, make sure they look good!

Akira Iwatani stopped talking and concentrated on being his own driver.

As for the president behind him, he just spit out a smoke ring again.

……

"Miss, ma'am." She carefully helped Nishiyuanji Yuki into the car. Watanabe Haruyo called out twice. Seeing that there was no response, she turned around and instructed her subordinates, "Pay attention to the situation around you, and report any abnormality immediately!"

The subordinate's answer came from the headset.

The female teacher sighed, carefully closed the car door for her young lady, and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

No way, compared to President Ohura's indifference, the girl's reaction to alcohol was significantly greater.

Although there is no gibberish, the loss of most of the action is obvious.

Seeing the subordinates around him start the car, Watanabe Seiyo couldn't help but look back.

Nishiyuanji Yukie leaned on the back seat, with another subordinate sitting beside her, so that she could respond to emergencies at any time—or if the girl was awake, no one would sit in the back seat with her.

But now she doesn't have much self-awareness, and Watanabe Qingyo also gritted her teeth, violating the usual wishes of her young lady.

The car drove smoothly all the way, and it was nearly [-]:[-] when it arrived at Xiyuan Temple's mansion.

After getting off the bus, the female teacher first supported her young lady and went inside the mansion.

Xiyuan Temple's snow-painted head hangs slightly, making it difficult to see his face, and only a slight murmur can be heard occasionally.

"Shiroi."

"Miss?" Hearing his own lady's voice, Watanabe Seiji quickly brought his ears close.

"Where are we now... where are we now?"

"Go home, ma'am," answered the teacher softly.

"Home...home?" Xiyuan Temple Xuehui suddenly laughed, "Where is home?"

Watanabe Haruyo was silent for a while.

She couldn't answer.

After all, my young lady lived with her mother until she returned to Xiyuan Temple's house.

Even Watanabe Haruyo started following the girl after that.

She doesn't think of the mansion of the Xiyuanji family as "home"...

Not surprising.

"Are you home... Where's Naizukahiko?" Another question emerged from the girl's mouth.

"Nazukahiko...he's not here." Hearing the girl's words, Watanabe Haruyo's mood was indescribable.

"Bring him here!" The girl's voice became louder.

Watanabe Haruyo ignored her, just sent her young lady to the room and helped her to the bed.

Soon, the girl's breathing became even.

(End of this chapter)