Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 14 The Scary Minister Amamiya
Leaving the infirmary, Natsume Zehei walked along the corridor to the club building.

Sato Yumi was weird, and asked her where it hurts without making a sound.

Natsume Zehei felt that it was related to what happened just now, which is understandable.

After talking for a few words, Sato didn't give him that bad impression. Maybe politeness and venomous tongue can coexist peacefully, or someone else's rumors have gone wrong.In general, Yumi Sato gave Natsume an impression of being a polite and grateful girl.

In any case, this is just a small episode, nothing will happen to the two of them because of this, Natsume Zehei is not interested in exploring her secrets, one more thing is worse than one less thing, honestly enter the university, and becoming the prime minister is a serious person. doing things.

During the lunch break, Natsume Zehei stopped at the dining window, thinking whether it is better to have a set meal at noon or bread.

The people in the dining area were scattered, and Natsume Zeping walked around the crowded place and walked back. He didn't like to sit with others very much, but he heard familiar voices coming from his ears as he walked.

"Natsume! This way!"

Turning his head, Takatomi Yamato waved at him, apparently beckoning him to sit over there.

"excuse me."

"This is Yoshihara, Yoshihara Naoki." Takatomi Yamato introduced the boy sitting beside him.

"Natsume Zehei."

After a brief introduction, Natsume Zeping buried his head in cooking and did not participate in the discussion between the two.

Takatomi Yamato didn't mind, and kept nagging about what happened recently.Like the paralyzed face of the student council president, the young head teacher who is about to take office, and the love affairs of the girls in the class—it’s really heartbreaking.

Sometimes, Natsume Zehei suspected that the daily work of the Literature and Art Department was gossip, but when he thought about it carefully, Takatomi Yamato was also the inside ghost of the News Department, and felt that he had wronged the Literature and Art Department.

High school is the age when I am full of interest in women. After talking so much, it is inevitable to talk about girls in the end.

Takatomi Yamato repeatedly talked about the body shape, appearance, and temperament of the people in the class. When talking, Naoki Yoshihara just smiled awkwardly, and replied from time to time to show that he listened.It can be seen that this is a shy boy, ashamed to talk about these things.

Naoki Yoshihara was a little distracted listening to Takatomi Yamato's words, and kept looking at Natsume Zehei—although they were both in the same class and saw each other every day, it was a rare thing to be able to talk to Natsume Zehei at close range.

It's not that Natsume is cold and difficult to approach, it's just that his attitude towards people is too polite, and there is an obvious sense of negligence. In addition, Natsume Zehei has excellent grades, good looks, and people who are not confident do not dare to talk to him.

——This kind of psychology is very strange, which makes people wonder.

To put it bluntly, Natsume gives people a feeling of 'this person will definitely go to Tokyo University in the future', just like a student in a special admissions department.

Dongda, tsk!

During the discussion, everyone in the class dismissed the students of Dongda University, thinking that they are a bunch of hard-educated people, but when they actually met, they couldn't help showing timidity. This is really contradictory.

Only Takatomi Yamato's self-awareness can talk to Natsume, but for other people, he has no intention of connecting.

Yoshihara Yamato had spoken a few words to Natsume Zehei before, but it was all class affairs, and after a few words, it was not a conversation at all.Now that I get close to him, I feel that there is nothing special about Natsume other than being handsome.

"Hey, Natsume." Takatomi Yamato took a mouthful of the ramen bowl and took a sip of the noodle soup.

"In the afternoon, I want to visit the Department of Spirituality. Take me with you."

"Join the club?" Natsume Zehei stopped what he was doing.

"Is there any problem?" Takatomi Yamato puffed up his chest.

Yoshihara Naoki raised his head, "If you don't mind, I want to go too!"

"It's okay to go and have a look."

Natsume Zeping shook his head and didn't say much about it. The Department of Mysteries and Mysteries was originally going to recruit people, but now there are people who come to the door actively, and he has no reason to refuse.

"If you decide to join the ministry, you still need to see the minister. She will decide."

"Meet Amamiya-san?" Naoki Yoshihara hesitated to speak.

"My goal is her." Takatomi Yamato looked around and lowered his voice.

"what?"

Naoki Yoshihara, who was sitting next to him, made a surprised sound.

"Think about it, she's the eldest lady of the Yugong family, the heir of the [-] trillion asset group! If you want to win her favor, do you have to work hard in this life? What's more, she is good-looking."

"Didn't you just say yesterday that you wanted to pursue Miyagawa-san?"

"Yesterday's me and today's me are two people. Hey, Natsume, are you listening, does Minister Amamiya have any hobbies?"

Natsume Zehei shook his head, "If you want to pursue the minister, I have no suggestion. If you insist, I can only suggest buying an insurance."

"Medical insurance? I also heard that this young lady has a bad temper. Some people have tried it before, but the results were not very good." Gao Chen Yamato said to himself.

Hearing this, Natsume Zehei just shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

The two people on the opposite side were puzzled for a while, but they still didn't understand what Natsume Zehei meant.

Natsume Zehei smiled and apologized, and changed the subject: "I heard that there was a case in Shinjuku a few days ago."

"I have an impression. I have an impression. The victim is an extreme traitor." Takatomi Yamato snorted, not interested.

Jidao is a legal club, and under normal circumstances it will not interfere with the lives of ordinary people, and the company strictly prohibits it.

If there is a bright side in Tokyo, there will be a dark side, and the dark side of Tokyo has never been fully revealed, and only those who are deeply involved in it will get a glimpse.

Natsume went on to say: "That case is very interesting. The victim was thrown into a mixer to pour cement, and the mixer was turned on after covering his eyes with a cloth. In the end, the police found the body in a stone pillar."

After finishing speaking, Natsume Zehei went on to eat.

Gao Chendahe clicked his tongue twice, but felt that there would be a little more talk in the future. The things on the extreme path are mysterious no matter how they sound, which fits the darkness in the hearts of young people—you can also say that they are in the second grade, people who don’t understand the cruelty of it Only when you see it once will you converge.

Naoki Yoshihara, who was sitting next to him, changed his expression, as if realizing something, thanked him in a low voice.

Natsume just shook his head and didn't speak.

The truth is not as serious as what he said. Although Yu Gonghui is arrogant, he will never kill people recklessly, but if the goals of the two of them are not pure, then it is uncertain.So Natsume Zeping deliberately frightened them to dispel their thoughts.

——However, Takatomi Yamato didn't seem to understand.

Natsume Zehei shrugged, but he didn't think there was any problem, and Amamiya Kei didn't bother to pay attention to Gao Chen Yamato, and would probably just let someone teach him a lesson.

After eating, he said hello and left, heading straight to the Department of Spirituality.

In the Ghost Department, Megumi Amamiya was reclined on the sofa, her black hair hanging lazily on her shoulders.Seeing Natsume coming, she didn't say a word, but pointed to the love letter on the bookshelf, and made a gesture of discarding it.

"it is good."

Natsume responded, and found that the book in Yu Gonghui's hand had been changed, and it was replaced with "How to Rectify Disobedient Servants".

——Damn it, what kind of sand sculpture routine of an overbearing president is this?
He shook his head, took out the poster from his bag, and drew it meticulously.

Calculate the progress, it will probably be completed before school is over in the afternoon, and it will be posted on the bulletin board at that time, so you don't have to worry about recruiting people.

　Probably one more?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)