Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 171 The Winner of Cosplay

Coming out of the mall, it was already dark.

The automatic door closed, and the heat wave that hit the face made people feel a little uncomfortable.

It's only been a dozen days in May, and it's so hot that it's hard to imagine how hot it will be in the future.

Natsume Zehei probed the probe and smelled a very complicated smell.Like perfume, like food.

At night, there are more people in Ginza Commercial Street, they are almost crowded together, and even the air is a bit turbid.

Sato Yumi suggested to find a restaurant nearby to eat, and both Natsume Zehei and Amemiya Megumi had no objection.

The dining place is located in the center of the commercial street. It is said that there are geisha performances, and the price is also scary.

But Yu Gonghui didn't care about the price at all, she only cared about how many people there were.

"I don't know how I did in this exam." Yumi Sato complained as soon as she sat down.

"It should be better than last time." Natsume Zehei poured himself a glass of lemonade.

"—Probably." Yumi Sato's eyes wandered, "Where's Megumi?"

"First."

She replied with a natural attitude.

"I remember that Kei was number one last time—it should be okay this time."

"I think so too, but someone doesn't believe it."

Natsume stopped talking, and ate food with peace of mind.

——Leng Nu, sashimi platter, miso soup with seaweed and carrots, and a small portion of tempura.

These were just appetizers. Natsume Zehei was half full before the waiter removed the appetizers and replaced them with main dishes. Most of them were seasonal staple foods, served with grilled chicken, tea soup, and so on.

Not long after, a geisha with white powder on her face and a gorgeous kimono came out from the front hall and danced to the music.

"How about it?"

"Hmm - a bit raw." Natsume Zehei commented on the yakitori.

"I mean dancing."

Yumi Sato pursed her lips and smiled.

"I can't see it." Natsume Zehei looked at the geisha's snow-white face, feeling a little disgusted, "Based on my aesthetics, I still don't understand what is so good about this dance."

"Actually me too"

While the two were chatting, Yu Gonghui concentrated on dealing with the grilled fish.

"After the college entrance examination is the sports festival—is there any sports that Natsume is interested in?"

"Does sleep count? I can fall asleep in three seconds." Natsume Zehei replied.

"This is in line with the character of Natsume's club members who eat and wait to die."

Yu Gonghui taunted aside.

Natsume Zehei, who was used to it for a long time, didn't care at all. After eating the chicken skewers, he lowered his head and pondered: "However, the doctor suggested that I go swimming-he said this exercise is very suitable for me."

"swim?"

Amamiya Kei glanced at Natsume, then set her sights on the tofu:

"It's not wrong. With your frail body, it is estimated that you can't even run a kilometer. Only swimming can keep you from getting hurt during exercise."

Yumi Sato put down her chopsticks, "I can teach you swimming, and the first swimming lesson will start next week."

"No, I'll find Yoshihara."

"—I'm the ace of the swimming club." Yumi Sato stared at him closely.

"It's overkill for Ace to teach newcomers, Sato-san should concentrate on training."

Rejecting Yumi Sato who had other purposes, Natsume Zehei watched the performance on the stage.

After saying goodbye to Yumi Sato, Natsume got into the car of Amamiya's family, and the car drove towards the hospital.

During the period, she answered several calls, all of which were business-like and somewhat formal conversations.

Obviously they are all at the same age, some are still studying, while others have begun to control the company and become the pillar of the family.

Natsume Zehei has absolutely no intention of admiring it. In his eyes, these are all things that can be accomplished as long as he works hard. The difference is only the presence or absence of resources. Of course, this requires a little talent.

While meditating, his eyes unconsciously moved to Yu Gonghui.

Beautiful face, slender waist, and long legs under the waist with a good curvature. She moved her gaze over and gave Natsume a look.

"Member Natsume, please restrain your obscene gaze."

"Sorry, the role I played today is a boyfriend who has lost his way, and it is normal to see his lover." Natsume Zehei reacted very quickly.

"So, Mr. Boyfriend, when are you going to see it?"

Yu Gonghui sneered.

"Who knows? Maybe I have to watch it all night, maybe I have to watch it forever. Hui's face can't be seen enough."

The driver remained silent, saying he couldn't hear what was happening in the backseat.

"Have you become obsessed with me to this extent?"

"Mei also, don't mind if I have a lover outside."

Yu Gonghui looked at him dissatisfied, but said nothing.

Seeing her like this, Natsume Zehei hummed a little song, feeling happy.

It was a little dark outside the window, which is usually the case in summer nights, and human faces were shown on the glass.

After a while, the sky in the distance burst into light, probably somewhere was celebrating, which reminded Natsume Zehei of the summer night festival on the coast of Jiangchuan.

"Does the Minister like fireworks?"

"I don't like it, it's too noisy."

"It's the one outside the window." Natsume turned her head.

Hearing the sound, Yu Gonghui turned her head to look a few times, her eyes reflected a beautiful light, "Yeah."

"Ok?"

"It means normal." She looked at the fireworks without moving her eyes away.

"I see. Is my impression in the minister's heart normal?" Natsume Zeping thought.

Yu Gonghui's pretty brows frowned a little, "What?"

"I read in the book that watching fireworks with the people I like will make me feel happy, and then it will look good even with fireworks."

"It's so stupid. I just watched too many fireworks and thought it was normal." Megumi Amamiya snorted, "It's hard to imagine that members of the Natsume team would believe such a thing."

"So, what's the actual situation?"

Under Natsume Zehei's curious gaze, Megumi Amamiya moved her head unnaturally.

"Ah."

"generally?"

"Guess for yourself."

Yu Gonghui stared at the fireworks outside the window, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Then I'm relieved." Natsume Zeping patted his chest, "If the spoiled young lady falls in love with you, it will be troublesome—I thought the minister was moved."

"Member Natsume." Amamiya Hui looked at him indifferently.

"According to the role played by the minister, you should call me Natsume, or—" Natsume stopped talking and looked at her amusedly.

"arrive."

Before she could say another word, Natsume Zehei opened the car door and walked towards the hospital.

Yu Gonghui crossed her arms and frowned slightly as she looked at his back.

"Sorry, miss."

"fine."

She got out of the car with graceful movements and slow steps.

Just before taking two steps, the phone vibrated, Yu Gonghui looked down and frowned slightly.

"Hey--"

"Moses, is it Hui?"

A lazy, yet playful voice came from the phone.

"No, I admitted the wrong person." After Yu Gonghui finished speaking, she hung up the phone and walked towards the ward.

After walking a few steps, she stopped suddenly, turned her head and said to the driver, "Don't tell her I'm here."

"Okay, Miss!"

　Thank you for the rewards of Laixian Siyu and Lao Dao, and thank you for your recommendation tickets and monthly tickets!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)