Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 11 Entry Criteria
"It's your honor, member Natsume."

Yu Gonghui showed a natural expression, "You should be so happy and grateful that you can talk to me. You know, many people don't have such an opportunity."

This man is completely hopeless.

Natsume Zehei looked like he was looking at a fool, but instead of looking at her, he looked at the time.

There is still about half an hour before the end of the lunch break. If you hurry up, you can visit the baseball club and the art club, but it is not necessary-Natsume Zehei already has an idea.

He sat down on a chair by the sink and looked around.

The happiness of high school boys is always connected, swimming pool, spring, girl, these words always make people think of some beautiful things - for some reason, staying alone in the swimming pool with girls, there will be a secret sense of ecstasy .

At this time, the water is very clear and the sky is very blue. If you don’t do something, it seems that you are sorry for the current environment. If there is a gentle girl with long legs and a thin waist sitting next to Natsume, he doesn’t mind putting aside study for a while and have a good communication with her. .

But Natsume Zehei had no choice. What he was facing was the heir to a [-] trillion yen family. This woman was arrogant, excellent, and pretty, but she would never have a long talk with him.

If you insist, Amamiya Kei doesn't mind Natsume Zehei being her servant, but Natsume doesn't have perverted hobbies, so she just kept silent and looked at the scenery.

Thinking of this, Natsume Zehei realized something was wrong. After entering the swimming pool for so long, no one came in from outside.

It stands to reason that even if no one wants to train during the lunch break, there will be a few people who will come to play, right?
He glanced at Yu Gonghui who was warming up, and thought that this person must have done something, but Natsume had no evidence.

While Natsume Zehei was in a daze, Amamiya Megumi had already warmed up.

She walked to the edge of the five-meter-high platform and turned around, lightly tapping her long, fat-free legs on the pedals with graceful movements.

—— Diving has always been a beautiful water sport.

It is not clear where it originated from, it may be ancient Greece, it may be the old country, or it may be ancient India, who can say for sure.

From the perspective of Natsume Zehei, the most beautiful part of this sport is the moment when a girl with long legs and a good figure jumps off the platform.

Just like this moment.

Megumi Amamiya jumped lightly, as agile as a swan pitched down, her graceful posture was agile and full of charm, even Natsume Zehei, who was watching from a distance, gave out admiration.

After a few seconds, the tall girl poked her head out of the swimming pool and shook her head. Her long black hair hung wetly on her shoulders, and she walked up to the shore with haughty steps—like a white swan.

Natsume Zehei successfully captured this moment with his mobile phone and obtained the material he wanted.

In the second quarter of the afternoon, as the art teacher's voice fell, the discussion gradually disappeared, leaving only the subtle friction sound of the brush and the paper.

Art is compulsory and counted into the credits.Generally speaking, you only need to pass the test.

'Swish Swish.'

Natsume Zehei is not proficient in painting, and he has learned a lot of skills in his spare time, but he still doesn't get the point.

Even so, it was still much better than the people around, and there were many people watching with amazed expressions.

"Natsume-san is amazing!"

"That's talent."

To their embarrassment, Natsume Zehei just shook his head. He has never had any talent, but he likes to read books and paintings when he is bored. After a long time of painting, he is considered proficient.

If you compare him with professionals, or with the people in the art club, he is naturally inferior.

After completing the task assigned by the art teacher, Natsume Zehei replaced the paper, took out a poster from his bag, and hung it on the drawing board.

Facing the photos on his phone, he slowly copied the charm of the girl.

The process of working is not always smooth, as it is now.

"Pork chop rice and eel rice. Sushi"

There was an ancient god whispering voice from beside him, and Natsume Zeping's hand on the wooden board came to a standstill, and he turned his head slightly to glance at the people around him.

He kept talking to himself, so that Natsume Zehei was in no mood to draw.

He glanced at it a few times, pursed his lips and said nothing, but moved the chair and drawing board farther away.

Sitting next to Natsume was Takatomi Yamato, who was in the same class. He had greeted Natsume a few times when the school started, and he was an acquaintance. .

Everyone in the class can see his thick skin.

Looking at Takatomi Yamato's painting, Natsume Zehei fell into deep thought. Is this BJ the ape Neko or an alien?
If you use H.P. Lovecraft's way to describe this painting, it must be:

'Words cannot describe that object, no language can describe that abyss full of screams and ancient madness, that horrible thing violated - all matter, energy and cosmic order'

Looking at it this way, Natsume Zehei felt that his painting was pretty good, with a nose and eyes. Although the lines were not handled well, they were quite different.

"Yo, Natsume!"

Takatomi Yamato turned his head and saw Natsume Zehei just in time, so he greeted him, and moved towards Natsume with the drawing board.

Natsume Zehei didn't say anything, just nodded.

"I heard that the Department of Ghosts is recruiting people." He smiled and asked curiously.

"Yes, about two to three people are recruited. If you are interested, you can come in the afternoon."

Natsume Zeping glanced at him, feeling a little speculative in his heart.According to the school rules, students can only join one club. If they have the energy and are really good, there will be clubs that make an exception and open the back door for that student.

However, with Megumi Amamiya in the Spirit Department, that arrogant woman would never allow someone in her club to be half-hearted.

If Takatomi Yamato comes, what is it?

The supernatural department ntr the literature and art department?The atmosphere instantly became in vain.

What's more, the Department of Mysteries doesn't need a nympho. What Natsume Zehei really wants to recruit is someone who can discuss learning topics with him.

"Does Amamiya-san personally select? What are the requirements for entering the department? Do you need some special skills? To be honest, I know a lot of urban legends."

Takatomi Yamato was nagging beside Natsume Zehei, and anyone with a discerning eye could see what his purpose was.

"Minister personally screens, the standard has not yet been determined."

Although he didn't want to be disturbed, Natsume Zehei answered politely.

In the class, many people also asked him about joining the club. It would be too troublesome to explain it separately, so it is better to reply here in this class.

Sure enough, the people around turned their ears up and all looked at Natsume Zehei.

"Does that mean there is no standard?"

"Minister Amamiya's opinion is the standard of the Spiritual Department." Natsume Zehei said helplessly.

Although it's embarrassing to say it, but now in the Department of Mysteries, Yu Gonghui has the final say, and he has no power to make decisions.

"What kind of person does Amamiya-san like?"

Chatting endlessly, Gao Chen talked a lot.

"Talk less."

Natsume Zehei looked at him.

"Talk less?"

Someone whispered.

Many people showed speculative expressions, then glanced at Natsume Zehei, and showed expressions of course.

"I see."

"No wonder."

Takatomi let out a sigh, and added a few strokes to his unspeakable work.

"Then, does Amamiya have someone he likes now?"

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The boys' expressions became complicated, probably because they didn't expect Takatomi Yamato to ask such a question, but when they came back to their senses, they realized that this question was simply the seed of the wonderful frog opening the door for the wonderful frog-it was so wonderful.

As the flower of Gaoling of Fengzhiluo Academy, Megumi Amamiya's love affair has always been concerned by people, but she has accumulated power for a long time, no one dares to ask and no one dares to be a warrior. However, Natsume Zehei who is closest to her is a contact The person who has the most Hui Gong knows her well.

It can be said that Natsume Zehei's words have a certain reference value, after all, no one in the whole school knows Yu Gonghui better than him.

In the classroom, Xixi Suosuo's voice became much softer.

Natsume Zehei recalled, "Probably not."

"perhaps?"

Takatomi Yamato asked.

"It's class now, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it later."

After speaking, Natsume Zehei picked up the pen, looked at the poster, and started to struggle again.

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(End of this chapter)