Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 168 Sato-san, who is happy to make friends

After the exam, it's also Saturday.

On a sunny afternoon, the sun passed through the gaps in the clouds and fell on the corner of the desk in the Department of Spirituality, leaving a few spots of light.

Regarding the occupation of the weekend, the students of Fengzhiluo Academy did not have any objections, and even if they had, they were ruthlessly suppressed.

Natsume Zehei walked into the Department of Mysteries and said in an unhurried tone:
"Minister, I'm pretty sure I've won."

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Yu Gonghui raised her closed eyes, glanced at him, and closed them again.

"Aren't you afraid to speak anymore because of fear?" Natsume Zehei continued to mock.

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"If you hand over the position of the head of the Spirit Department now, I can agree that you don't have to dance, but you still have to wear the maid outfit."

"To shut up."

Yu Gonghui sighed and woke up from the coma.

She raised her half-opened eyes and stared at the comics on the table, feeling a little dazed.

"Is there any water?"

"What do you want?"

"Coffee, black tea, orange juice—whatever, drink whatever tastes strong."

"Honey mustard tea?"

Natsume Zeping asked.

"What is that?" Yu Gonghui frowned.

"My exclusive, honey and mustard mix, just last night - it's got rave reviews from doctors saying it's a good night's sleeper."

".I want coffee."

"Unfortunately, you should try."

Natsume Zehei took out an iron can, walked to the table, put two spoonfuls of black coffee into the prepared ceramic cup, and poured it into boiling water.

Hot water brews coffee powder, and the smell is intertwined to create a strange fragrance.

"Do you want to add milk? Or sugar?"

"Let go, the more the better."

Yu Gonghui crossed her legs and slightly raised her head to look over, "Do you know the proportion?"

"Not sure, but I can try."

While waiting for the coffee, Amamiya Hui picked up the manga and flipped through a few pages, then quickly put it down.

She seemed to have lost interest and felt a little bored, staring at the spot of light in the corner for a moment.

After regaining consciousness, there was an extra cup of coffee in front of him, the overall color was brownish, and it seemed that a lot of milk had been added.

She took a sip, "It's unpalatable, is this horse urine?"

"The minister knows the smell of horse urine—"

Because her gaze was too cold, Natsume Zehei stopped talking.

After drinking, Yu Gonghui also woke up and stretched.

Her hair is black, her waist is slender, and the sun shines in from behind her, just like an angel.

——No, no, there has never been such a proud angel, but there is one in hell.

Natsume Zehei thought maliciously that this capitalist was in a lot of trouble, so he worked overtime all night—but thinking about it carefully, it was unlikely. The Japanese class was severely solidified. Even if a consortium wanted to go bankrupt, Guo Jia would not agree.

"You just said that you are ready to wear a maid outfit?"

Amamiya Hui said in a tone that although not interested, but reluctant to ask.

"Heh, is the minister sleepy?"

"So that's what I was thinking just now—is member Natsume sleepy? Saying such stupid things."

Megumi Amamiya spoke in a haughty tone, as if mocking Natsume.

"Whatever the minister says - the outcome has been decided. If I remember correctly, the minister's ballet dance is very good. I will take pictures with my mobile phone when the time comes."

The young lady with a slender waist and long legs twirled her skirt and moved her dance steps, she should be so beautiful.

Sensing his strange expression, Yu Gonghui raised her eyebrows slightly.

"—Natsume member who is full of lust, before you do anything, I will call the police."

"First of all, I'm not full of lust, and secondly, I don't have the idea of ​​attacking the minister." Natsume Zehei replied.

"Please tell the police about this."

"The police will take my word for it."

"is it?"

Yu Gonghui snorted, ending this boring conversation.

Natsume Zehei sat down on the chair and added content to the diary that he hadn't written in a few days.

[On May [-]th, Natsume Zehei took the first step towards victory, which is also a big step for the Ministry of Spirituality, symbolizing equality, civilization, and co-governance—I believe that it only takes a few days, excellent , Natsume Zehei, who has traditional virtues, can see unscrupulous capitalists wearing maid outfits. 】

[May [-]th, the victory is still going on, we need to wait patiently]

【May [-]】

In the Department of Mysteries, the purring sound of the always-burning kettle is pleasant in spring, but it will only make people bored when it comes out in summer.

About half an hour later, footsteps came from the corridor.

'Wow--'

The door was pushed open, Yumi Sato put down her bag and greeted Megumi Amamiya.

"Good afternoon, Hui."

The minister put down the pen in his hand and paused for a moment, "Good afternoon."

"The weather is fine today, Hui."

"Well, it's good."

"Do you like crepes?"

"whatever."

"What were you doing just now?"

"sleep."

"sleeping?"

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Yumi Sato, who has not yet adapted to the rhythm of the Ghost Department, is constantly looking for topics.

Megumi Amamiya, who claims to be extremely talented, also answered her questions while processing the documents, with a slightly perfunctory attitude.

After a while, the atmosphere turned cold like a December day.

Yumi Sato, who didn't find a topic to talk about, was at a loss for a while. She looked at the busy capitalist and the good citizen Natsume Zehei, and decided to find a breakthrough from him.

"Hey - Natsume."

Yumi Sato sat next to Natsume.

"What's the matter?" Natsume Zeping left a line of delicate handwriting and put down his pen.

"Any plans for tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow? I have a part-time job on Sunday, and I won't be free until five o'clock in the evening." Natsume Zeping thought for a while, and made a special note of the time.

The tutoring arrangement is relatively strict. Counting the round-trip distance, he has almost no rest time, but compared with Miyagawa Suzune—even Amamiya Megumi, it is very relaxed. These two people start working nine hours a day. It is the king of rolls.

"It's like this." Yumi Sato glanced at Hui: "I'm going to go shopping tomorrow night, and I'll call you—and Hui."

"Me? I'll just forget about it, what do you ask her to do—wait a minute, is your future employment direction a maid? That's understandable."

Natsume Zehei was talking to himself.

"No, why did you have this idea?" Yumi Sato was a little surprised.

"Because he's going to wear a maid outfit."

Yu Gonghui raised his head and said.

"Really?" Yumi Sato was curious.

"impossible."

He denies it.

"I have a lot to do in the future, Prime Minister, Teacher, Lawyer, Member of Parliament—except butler and valet!"

Yumi Sato looked at him, "So, are you free?"

"I said so much just now, what are you paying attention to?" Natsume Zehei sighed.

"——I can hear that you are very idle."

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Natsume Zehei sighed, "Understood."

"By the way, do me a favor." Yumi Sato was a little embarrassed, she leaned over and whispered, "Call Megumi for me?"

"She won't agree."

"So I need your help!"

"What do you want to do, you don't really want to develop into a maid line, do you? Although there is nothing wrong with it." Natsume Zeping looked at her suspiciously.

"No la--"

Yumi Sato covered the corner of her mouth, "It's just from the same department, I want to get acquainted-you see, Huiping usually doesn't speak, and her personality is relatively calm, so she probably doesn't have many friends."

"It's right to have no friends, but it's a big mistake to have a weak personality." Natsume Zehei corrected her, "First of all, you have to understand why the minister has no friends, and second, I can't influence her thoughts."

"—You've known her for a year, and there's nothing you can do about it?" Yumi Sato asked.

"Some people get more annoying the longer you know them."

"I very much agree with this."

Minister Amamiya, who suddenly appeared behind Natsume, said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)