Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 211 Natsume Zehei who started to act
The meteor streaked across the sky, leaving a slender trail.

Quite a few people discovered it and made surprise sounds.

"Make a wish, Minister." Natsume Zehei closed his eyes and put his hands together.

"Oh, who would believe such a thing."

Yu Gonghui scoffed.

But she turned her head and saw that Natsume looked very pious, so she couldn't help hesitating a little more.

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She pursed her lips, muttered something softly, and closed her eyes.

After opening it a few seconds later, she saw Natsume's curious eyes.

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Yu Gonghui shyly turned her face away and said nothing.

"What did the minister wish for?"

"It's nothing."

"But you just closed your eyes."

"I got sand in my eyes."

"yes--"

Because she didn't want to see Natsume Zeping's villainous face, she turned her face away and began to reflect on why she believed such nonsense.

In the end, Amamiya Hui firmly believed that it was Natsume Zehei's own stupid aura that affected her.

"Want to listen to me?" Natsume Zeping asked.

"Want to switch identities with the boys over there?" Yu Gonghui teased.

"Oh, how is it possible." Natsume shook his head. "His girlfriend's charm is not even half that of the minister's. It must be my loss to switch with him."

"That's right, your choice is correct."

Amamiya Hui nodded, and after a few seconds came back to her senses, she found that Natsume Zehei was in a daze, so she couldn't help pushing: "Say it."

"Is the minister interested?"

"No." She brushed her long hair back from her shoulders, stood up again, and was about to leave: "I just think that the standard of a qualified prime minister is to speak from the beginning to the end."

"Qualified Prime Minister? You have a point."

Natsume Zehei followed her footsteps.

"I want the minister to dance in front of me every day in a maid outfit."

"Oh?"

Yu Gonghui sneered, "I appreciate your courage, but this sentence has been recorded by me as evidence of a crime."

"By the way, let the minister fall in love with me within a year." Natsume Zehei added another sentence.

"Impossible, stop dreaming."

She pondered for a moment, "At most it's just—"

"Just what?" Natsume Zeping looked at her.

"It's nothing."

"I heard it just now. They are friends." Natsume Zeping said.

"Really?" She paused, then turned her head and smiled arrogantly: "That's because you misheard."

"I don't think I'm going to get it wrong"

Seeing her threatening gaze, Natsume Zehei stopped talking.

Back at the hotel, several people in the room were playing cards again.

Seeing that Natsume Zehei was back, they stopped their hands tacitly and started chatting about the gossip they had encountered recently.

Like the beautiful female manager of the baseball club next door, the girls from their own club, and some even talked about the wife who lived next door.

In the end, several people reached a consensus to find a girlfriend before graduation, and wrote a declaration for this purpose, and everyone swore to the moon.

Natsume Zehei was not interested in this kind of boring declaration. He chatted with Yoshihara and listened to him talk about the people he met while shopping.

After a while, Amamiya Hui came over, and La Natsume Zeping checked the bed. After making sure that no one was out, the two went back to their rooms to sleep.

The next morning, Natsume Zeping woke up early.

Maybe it was because he had enough sleep yesterday and he was full of energy.

After washing up, Natsume Zehei went outside and ran into Megumi Amamiya who was wearing a tracksuit.

The two started running from the hotel and started their morning run along the road.

When I was sweating from running, I went back to take a shower, and then I had breakfast while waiting for the bus.

At seven o'clock, everyone gathered and took the bus back to Shinjuku District, ending the training camp for the past few days.

Natsume Zehei took the medicine and sat down in the last row. Most people in the bus were sleeping.

This has something to do with getting up too early in the morning.

When the time came to [-]:[-], everyone arrived at Shinjuku Station, and they all chose to go home to put their luggage, and then went to the classroom.

At noon, Natsume Zehei went to find Yumi Sato.

She was doing it on the wooden chair in front of the club building, chatting with some girls in the same class, with a bento in her hand.

"Excuse me." Natsume Zeping unceremoniously sat down beside her, still holding bread in his hand.

"what's up?"

Yumi Sato sat aside, and the girls next to her cast curious glances.

Natsume Zeping told her about his problem.

"The department that will compete recently." Yumi Sato lowered her eyes in thought, and then exchanged glances with several girls.

"According to my impression, it seems not."

"Me too"

"Reiko doesn't know either."

"yes."

Natsume Zehei didn't intend to leave after listening, so he just sat here and had lunch.

His lunch is meat floss bread and strawberry milk, which is quite convenient to eat.

"Hello." Yumi Sato pushed, with a grim expression.

"what happened?"

"How can we chat with you sitting here?"

"As long as I don't exist."

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The girl sitting next to her looked at each other, blushed and said, "It's okay Yumi, Natsume-kun is fine if you sit here."

"I do not mind."

"Me too!"

"Well."

Sato Yumi glared at him vaguely.

Natsume Zehei didn't care about this. He opened the bag, took a big bite of the bread, and took a sip of the strawberry milk.

After eating the bread, he turned his head: "I met a shooting star last night."

"Well, me too." Yumi Sato picked up a piece of white radish and said while eating, "About ten o'clock?"

"It is said in "POPTEEN" that if you encounter a shooting star and make a wish, there will be an 80.00% chance of success." Said the long-haired girl sitting next to Yumi Sato.

"What did Yumi promise...um."

There were extra hands on his waist, and Yumi Sato coughed lightly, "It's Sato-san, Natsume-san."

"What wish did Sato-san make?" Natsume Zehei rubbed his waist.

For some reason, she was always overly sensitive in this regard.

"I wish I could win a gold medal in the competition, and then rely on my athletic talent to go to a good university and become a professional athlete."

"It's more difficult." Natsume Zehei said.

"So, it's just a wish." Yumi Sato didn't care, and chatted with the girls around her about her recent fortune, weight loss, and music.

But they didn't pay attention to what Yumi was saying, and they turned their eyes from time to time, looking at the handsome boy in the sun.

His black forehead hair was slightly scattered, and the sunlight fell through the leaves and fell into his eyes, which was as clean as a lake in early spring.

Natsume Zehei flipped through the light novel, occasionally turning a page, his eyes focused.

Sensing the girls' eyes, Natsume Zehei put down the book and blinked at them.

Several girls withdrew their gazes, and the deer bumped their chests.

Yumi Sato, who was talking dry, noticed that they didn't listen to her at all, but looked at Natsume Zehei, and she couldn't get angry.

"You, come with me!" She stood up, stood in front of several people, and said to Natsume.

"what's up?"

"I have something to talk to you."

Sato walked towards the Department of Mystics happily.

Behind her, Natsume Zehei put away the book, bid farewell to several girls politely, and then followed slowly.

　Thanks for the reward of Fengruo Zhiyu, thank you for your recommendation tickets, monthly tickets!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)