Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 163 Repayment of Debt

At four o'clock in the afternoon, several people took the express train from Chiba Station to Tokyo Station on the JR Sobu Main Line.

'Clang clang——'

The tram set off and moved forward along the rails, not too fast.

In the carriage, there are three people in a row, exactly two rows.

Except for Natsume who was full of energy, everyone else was a little tired and tanned a lot.

Natsumezawa leaned his hands on the car window, looking at the receding sea.

After Golden Week, which is also the second week of May, there will be multi-school joint exams. Potential students will be valued by prestigious schools and qualified for early admission—of course, this is also related to various factors. Such as family background, talent.

If you are confident, you don't need to worry about it at all.Natsume Zeping is like this, just treat it as an ordinary exam.

But it's not that ordinary, he wants to surpass Miyagawa Suzune in this entrance examination and become the No.1 of Toyonoraku Academy.

— but the latter never thought of competing with him.

After the entrance exam, there should be a sports festival, and various sports events will spring up like mushrooms.As far as Natsume knew, there was the Jade Dragon Banner of the Kendo Club, the Swimming Club Competition, and the Spring Club of the Baseball Club—probably such a name, Natsume had never played baseball before, and was not familiar with the game.

In general, there are many things, but it has nothing to do with him.

Natsume Zehei yawned, looked up at the sky, the dim light shone obliquely into the carriage, the summer sunset seemed a little lazy, making people unmotivated.

When the setting sun was level with the horizon, the crowd arrived in Tokyo.

Takatomi Yamato and Yoshiwara Naoki said goodbye to the four of them, and went home separately. Natsume Zehei took another route to Ginza to meet Idezawa Yusuke. The three girls had other things to do, so they went with him.

"Aren't you going home?" Natsume Zehei looked at the darkening sky and turned his head to ask.

"Well, let's go shopping."

"Where's the luggage?"

"Put it at Tamiko's house first." Yumi Sato picked up the suitcase.

"See you tomorrow."

"Well, see you tomorrow!"

After getting off the station, Natsume Zehei said goodbye to several people and went to the Harajuku Cafe.

After chatting for half an hour, discussing the house with Izuzawa Yusuke, and paying the money, Golden Week passed like this.

What do you seem to have forgotten?
Natsume Zehei froze for a moment, remembering Sayuri who was far away at the shrine.

He got on the tram and headed for Asakusa Station.

Monday afternoon.

Harajuku Cafe, Shibuya, Tokyo.

Yu Gonghui sat near the window, holding a pen in his hand, and lowered his head to write something.

The weather was fine, and the warm sun shone in her quiet eyes, turning the black eyelashes into a warm color.

Pedestrians passing by took a few glances and were a little lost.

'Jingle Bell--'

The glass door was pushed open, and Natsume Zehei walked in and sat down opposite her.

Seeing the pen moved by Yugong Huiyue, he closed his mouth that was about to speak, and looked at her quietly.

After 10 minutes, Amamiya Hui's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked up at him.

"Am I late?"

"Just right, not too much and not too little." Yu Gonghui picked up the cup and took a sip, the bitter coffee cheered her up a bit.

"Let's go now? Or wait a while?" Natsume Zeping asked.

"Wait for a while, I have something to deal with."

There were documents in front of Yu Gonghui, stacked together in an orderly manner.

The coffee shop was very quiet, there was no one else except her and Natsume, and a melodious saxophone was playing on the corner speaker.Waiters in suits stood aside like sculptures.

Natsume Zehei nodded and flipped through the menu.

Looking at a large number of numbers, Natsume was a little absent-probably because he had hallucinations in his mind, otherwise why would the price be so expensive.

After looking for a long time, he made a decision.

"Black tea, ordinary ones are fine."

"ordinary?"

The waiter stood there in embarrassment, looking at Yu Gonghui.

"It means casual. His taste for tea is still in the Stone Age." Yu Gonghui said bluntly.

"Stone Age? Heh!" Natsume Zehei crossed his arms, "I have done a lot of research on the jasmine tea in the supermarket. In addition, I also conducted a six-year assessment on honey citron tea!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yu Gonghui sighed, and looked at the waiter: "Darjeeling."

"OK."

The waiter bowed and left.

Not long after, the black tea was served, steaming hot.

Natsume Zehei took a book from the bookshelf, opened the cover, and the smell of brand new ink came over his face.

"Fortress Besieged", a not so unfamiliar name.

"I've been thinking about when did I develop the habit of drinking tea." Natsume Zehei took a sip of the black tea.

"Too watery, unhealthy to drink - or so."

Kegumi Amamiya replied without raising her head.

"Then why not drink honey water? It's healthy and delicious."

"You have so many wonderful ideas."

"What's the difference between ordinary tea and precious tea?" Natsume Zehei asked again, "Is there only a problem with the price?"

"If you have time to think about it, why don't you help me look at these—"

Kei Amamiya handed over a document, and there was a little temperature left on the document, probably because it had been exposed to the sun for a long time.

Natsume Zehei glanced down.

Signed: Chiba County Councilor, the content is - ""

"Is this a bribe?"

He glanced over a few times, suspecting that he had read it wrong, so he turned a few more pages, and the content behind it was shocking.

"Really, I see." Yu Gonghui hummed, "You can also call this operation."

"There are quite a lot of tricks."

Natsume Zeping turned to the end and saw a name.

"Can I take a picture?" he asked.

"Yes, but be prepared."

"What to prepare?"

"Swimming, can member Natsume know how to swim?" Amamiya Hui said indifferently, "Or you are very good at bungee jumping."

"Forget it—whether it's swimming or bungee jumping, I don't understand it."

Natsume Zehei shook his head.

He took another document from the table, and Natsume knew what the content was just by looking at the title.

"Tsk." He made a contemptuous voice.

"What's the matter, future Prime Minister?"

Yu Gonghui looked up, with a smile that was not a smile, "Do you feel hopeless about this world?"

"The person who makes the world hopeless is sitting in front of me—" Natsume Zehei looked at her.

"So, are you going to try and get rid of me?"

Amamiya Hui's pretty face, illuminated by the sun, was extraordinarily dazzling.

"Physically, I may not be your opponent, but psychologically, you have lost countless times." Natsume Zehei said.

"The Yugong family also opened a mental hospital. If you want to stay, I can provide a dormitory for free."

Yu Gonghui rested her face in one hand, didn't look at him, but stared at the document, "Besides, Natsume still owes me a large amount of money—have you figured out how to pay it back?"

"...I don't have this ability at the moment."

"Then, after college?"

Amamiya Kei raised her eyes with great interest, "What do you plan to study, if you are the prime minister, it should be the law department, and your future employment direction is—lawyer?"

"I will assume that you can get a license after graduating at the age of 23. The annual salary is 700 million. The medical treatment is once a month, and the cost of each treatment is this—" Yu Gonghui wrote a number, "Simple calculation, you have to work for ten years. years to pay off the debt.”

"."

Natsume Zehei rubbed his temples, his head hurt a little.

"Of course, you still have a way out." Amamiya Kei crossed out the number and crossed his arms, "I believe in your ability, member Natsume—do you understand me?"

".do not understand."

Natsume Zehei turned his head, "It's only ten years of work, I can bear it."

"Really?" Yu Gonghui snorted and stopped talking.

　Thanks to Wilson's disheveled beard for the reward, thank you for your recommendation tickets, monthly tickets! (Next, we will start the Hui line - anyway, it is also the first heroine, and the sense of existence is too low.)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)