Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 187 Everything is in order

At night, Natsume Zehei came out of the bathroom and found that the phone was shaking.

"Moses Moses—"

"It's me, Yumi."

"What's wrong?" Natsume Zehei put down the towel and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of Coke.

"Tomorrow afternoon's swimming lesson, Hui asked me to take you to practice."

"Training - I know, but why did you call here?" Natsume Zehei took a sip of Coke.

"."

"Hello?" Suddenly there was no sound, and Natsume Zehei suspected that the other party had hung up.

"Fool."

Sato Yumi's voice became softer.

"What are you scolding me for?" Natsume Zeping returned to the bedroom, stepping over the female ghost who was lying on the floor to enjoy the shade because of the hot weather.

"Nothing—what are you doing now?"

On the other end of the phone, Yumi Sato was sitting on the sofa wearing light-colored pajama pants, her two long snow-white legs were shaking unconsciously.

"Bored, read a book."

"Hey - that's really boring." Yumi Sato stood up from the sofa, walked by the window and looked out, "Do you want to guess what I'm doing now?"

"No."

"Hey--"

Yumi Sato puffed up her mouth in dissatisfaction, "I've already called you, why is this attitude still?"

"Watching TV?" Natsume Zeping asked.

"No."

"Then, review."

"No, who would do this in the middle of the night! You don't even need to check what time it is!"

"I."

"." Yumi Sato paused, then burst out laughing, "You're the only one."

"It's not just me, but Yoshihara-kun."

"Do you have to slap it?!"

"The phone is only 98% charged, let's talk next time."

"Bastard Natsume! Are you trying to fool me?"

"Ah."

"I hate you."

"Me too."

"Asshole Natsume, you wait tomorrow"

'beep'

Before she could curse, Natsume Zehei hung up the phone.

'Om'

Not long after hanging up, there was another vibration.

Natsume Zehei took a look and ignored it.

Sayuri floated over and took a curious look: "Natsume, someone called you."

"It's okay, it's a harassing call."

"is it?"

"Ah."

After a while, the phone stopped ringing and changed to a message, and a lot of knives kept popping up, and soon reached 99+.

Natsume Zehei thought about it, but it didn't matter, so he just watched "Swan Lake" with the chat records.

On the other side, Sato Yumi looked at the large piece of the read, but there was no reply, and became more and more annoyed.

"hateful."

"You wait for me tomorrow!"

Wednesday, lunch break.

Natsume Zehei had lunch with Takatomi Yamato and Yoshihara Naoki, and discussed the issue of clothing by the way.

"For boys, would you like a ninja suit?" Takatomi Yamato suggested.

"Ninja?"

Naoki Yoshihara was a little tempted at first, but then gave up: "It's too hot, and you will get rashes all over your body."

"Any other ideas?" Natsume Zehei picked up the starchy sausage and felt that it was too dry, so he drank a taste of soup.

"That's it, the clothes don't really matter much." Takatomi Yamato said.

"Didn't the boys of the support team have special costumes last year?"

"No."

"After all, there were only five people last year." Naoki Yoshihara finished his bento and tidied up the boxes. "The five of us are all logistics, so of course we don't need clothes."

"yes."

Natsume Zehei picked up the onion but didn't eat it, shook it twice and threw it into the trash can.

"Hey - waste, onions are delicious!" Naoki Yoshihara said.

"This onion is broken." Natsume Zeping said flatly.

"Speaking of which, why did Amamiya-san join the support group?"

"Don't ask me, I don't know."

Both of them looked at Natsume Zehei in unison.

"Who knows." He took a sip of his drink.

"Playing charades again—"

"Damn it, it's really enviable that you stay with such a beautiful girl every day!"

"The Department of Spirituality is still recruiting, if you envy you can come for an interview."

Takatomi Yamato quickly shook his head, "Forget it, I don't dare to get too close to Amamiya-san."

"what happened?"

"A little inferior—"

"She has one more eye than you?" Natsume Zehei snorted, "It is because of this attitude that she becomes even more arrogant."

"."

Takatomi Yamato said nothing.

"Is Takatomi-kun okay? Let's go to the support team." Yoshihara Naoki reminded.

"Wait—" Takatomi Yamato finished his meal and wiped the corners of his mouth with a paper towel, "Here we come."

"Go to the support group now?" Natsume Zeping wondered, "What are you going to do?"

"There is training at noon. Natsume is in the white team. It's normal not to know."

"Practicing what?"

Natsume Zehei followed in the footsteps of the two of them and walked towards the club building.

"Pronunciation practice, physical training, and rhythm training, etc." Yoshihara Naoki thought for a while, "If Natsume-kun doesn't understand the meaning, you can watch this video—this is the support team from another school."

"I see." Natsume Zehei looked at it for a few minutes and probably understood.

Cheering and cheering is not simply shouting cheers, but it needs to be accompanied by special pronunciation skills, unique dances and drum numbers to shout out shocking effects.

Arriving at the support group, Yu Gonghui stood inside early and was observing the training situation of the red group.

"Have you forgotten all the pronunciation skills I just taught? Do it again!"

"Yes!"

"You guys, what are you still looking outside?" Yu Gonghui frowned.

"right away!"

Natsume Zehei did not join the queue with the other two people, but found a place to sit down, and took out the exercise book to check the unsolved problems in the morning.

In the state of immersion, he concentrates.

Occasionally, there would be cold air blowing through the black hair. At this time, Natsume would stop and take a look at the hard-working members of the red team.

"Damn, so tired."

"I don't have the energy to walk anymore."

At the end of the lunch break, Yoshihara Naoki and Takatomi Yamato complained.

Not only them, but also some girls complained.

It's just an activity, there's no need to practice so hard—that's what they think.

"Hey, are you still coming this afternoon?"

"I don't know, where's Matsuo-chan?"

"Don't ask me. I'm still here."

"Huh?! Why?"

"because."

Some gazes were cast on Natsume Zehei.

He paused, pretending not to notice.

Yu Gonghui didn't pay attention to the complaints of the girls group.

You might notice it, but don't care what other people think.

"The next class seems to be a swimming class-should go to the swimming pool." Natsume Zeping said.

"Yes, it's swimming lessons! Go Yoshihara!"

Takatomi Yamato cheered up a little.

"Didn't you say you were so tired!" Naoki Yoshihara was a little puzzled.

"The body is tired, but the mind is not tired—"

The three of them walked together, carrying a small bag to the swimming pool.

Not long after leaving the locker room, Natsume Zehei was blocked by someone.

"Hello~~" Yumi Sato greeted standing in front of her.

"."

Yoshihara Naoki and Takatomi Yamato glanced at Natsume, and left consciously.

"About what happened yesterday, Natsume-san, do you have anything to say?" Yumi Sato grabbed Natsume Zehei who was about to run away, and sneered.

"The phone is dead."

Natsume Zeping explained it this way.

"Come with me! Start training now!"

"Yes, Instructor Sato!" Natsume Zeping saluted.

　Thank you Nana Sai for the super cute tip!Thank you for your recommended tickets, monthly tickets!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)