Tokyo: Starting from staying with my mother’s best friend

Chapter 124 Youth, noisy

After the family dinner, hydrangeas bloomed all over the streets of Tokyo.

Before midsummer is about to come, the continuous plum rain has completely enveloped the land of Kanto.

From the end of June to the beginning of July, it was cloudy for two consecutive weeks, light rain fell non-stop, and the air was damp and stuffy.

Ionuma Isao had a particularly fulfilling life during this time.

It’s not that I feel vulgar happiness because I have another mother or spend more time with my old aunt!

The reason for the enrichment is that he has recently become obsessed with literary works and historical classics from the Spanish Civil War. His mind is filled with the great proletarian revolutionary cause, and he has no time to think about the trivial matters between men and women.

Monday, October 7.

It's raining lightly.

Raindrops fell on the slope leading to the school gate, splashing light rain and mist.

Ionuma Isao held an umbrella in one hand and George Orwell's "1984" and "Homage to Catalonia" in the other hand. When he walked to the school gate, he couldn't help but yawned. A sleepy look.

"What did you do last night?" Huacheng Iori looked sideways at him.

The girl is holding the cheapest transparent umbrella in the convenience store. The traces of transparent raindrops on the umbrella are clearly visible. This clean and transparent feeling is very suitable for her super-powerful beauty who sees everyone's heart as transparent. girl.

"I watched this last night, very late at night..." Ionuma let her look at the cover of "Homage to Catalonia" listlessly.

"If you want to understand the Spanish Civil War, this is too low-level." Huacheng Iori's cold voice was as pleasant as the sound of raindrops falling on the umbrella.

"Please apologize to George Orwell!"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to satirize Mr. Orwell, but to study the Spanish Civil War, you have to read "On the Spanish Revolution", "Hitler's Shadow Empire", "The CNT in the Spanish Revolution"..."

The angel reported the titles of more than ten books in one breath.

"You are such a monster..." Ionuma Isao complained to her.

The two walked into the school gate together.

Beautiful hydrangea bloomed on both sides of the school road leading from the oak trees to the school building.

The blue and purple petals have made this place a famous internet celebrity spot. Many people come here every day to check in and take photos. There are also many photography studios who come here to take pictures and see if there are any good-looking "models". .

As time went by, there were two women and one man, and their reputation gradually spread in these studios.

In the eyes of professionals, these three people standing in the purple sunflower path are so beautiful that they look like the second dimension has shone into reality. It’s amazing!

But none of the three have any intention of becoming models or entertainers.

The eldest daughter of the Hatsukano family should not appear in the entertainment news, that’s what Kaguya said.

The angel's reply was simple and clear.

--boring.

As for Ionuma Isao, he told the people in these studios that if anyone could accompany him to talk about the Spanish Civil War for a whole night, he would take a group of photos with them.

Therefore, recently in the school library, many strangers are cramming in relevant knowledge.

Walking among the hydrangeas, there is a faint floral fragrance in the humid air.

"Who did you go out with last Sunday?" Huacheng Iori suddenly used an interrogating tone.

"I wasn't with anyone. I was bored at home, so I went to the used book street in Jimbocho. Well, that's where I bought the two books I had. When I came back, I accidentally took the wrong train and arrived at the Imperial Palace. Nearby, I went to Hatsuluno’s house and sat for a while. Just for a while, less than an hour..."

"careless?"

"……Yes!"

"Is it intentional and careless?"

"Angel-sama is so perceptive!" Ionuma Isao showed a doggy smile on his face.

The umbrella tilted slightly, and Huacheng Iori's face turned slightly: "Oh, if you are bored at home, won't you be bored if you go to find other female classmates?"

Ionuma Isao scratched his hair uncomfortably: "You don't look for me at home, and Aunt Kyoko goes to the company again, so of course it will be a bit boring."

"If I don't come to you, you won't come to me?" Lord Angel's eyes as beautiful as ice crystals looked at the ungrateful scumbag.

"Well, how do you say this..." Ionuma Isao clamped the book and argued: "In the final analysis, your charm is too great. The longer I am with you, the more difficult I feel to control. In order to prevent your wish from coming true. Really, I can only run out more."

"Well, it's the truth, I forgive you!"

Huacheng Iori nodded with a smile, turned around and walked into the school building.

Her long black hair swayed gently in the wind on her beautiful back.

Because of the rain, the floor in the shoe cabinet area was all stained with water.

After changing my shoes and walking up the stairs, the ground became clean and refreshing.

The light rain kept falling, falling outside the corridor, making a pretty pleasant sound.

Hanacheng Iori walked in front, Iinuma Isao fell behind, admiring her gorgeous black hair like splashing ink.

After a while, Lord Angel couldn't stand it anymore and drove him forward, escorting him back to the classroom like a prisoner.

Returning to his position, he pulled his chair to the window, sat against the wall, and opened "Homage to Catalonia".

He is tall and well-proportioned, and through the thin school uniform shirt, you can vaguely see the outline of the muscles between his chest.

His long fingers turned over the yellowed pages of the book.

His handsome appearance, coupled with his focused look while reading, can capture the hearts of girls almost instantly.

Because the weather was rather stuffy, he didn't even wear a tie and didn't fasten the buttons on his collar. The girls in his class couldn't help but peek at his chest.

Those strong chest muscles made the girls feel that the air in the classroom was stuffy and hot.

After reading the book for a while, Ionuma Isao looked away from the paper and rubbed his eyelids.

He slept late last night and the air in the classroom was turbid. He felt a little sleepy.

I yawned, put the book upside down on the table, got up and went to the bathroom to wash my face.

When I returned to the classroom, I found Kaguya Hatsukano arriving.

After adjusting her position, she sat next to Ionuma Isao.

Ionuma Isao walked back to his position, and his eyes naturally fell on her.

She was still the anemic girl, lying on the table, holding her head in her fair and delicate arms, sleeping listlessly.

Looking from the perspective of her fiancé, she could only see her gorgeous black hair and the back of her white hands.

After looking at her a few times, Ionuma Isao looked at the angel.

She was holding a mechanical pencil and writing something on the paper.

The flawless little face, the concentrated expression, the delicate fingers, the white wrists exposed in the cuffs of the school uniform...

Looking at these two beautiful girls and recalling their cynicism towards each other during this period, Iinuma Isao suddenly felt the joy of youth in his heart. Summer is the season of love!

Amidst the chirping of cicadas and fireworks, young hearts will surely become restless!

The Iinuma boy is looking forward to summer vacation!

During the lunch break, the two beautiful girls were resting in the activity room of the Supernatural Assistance Department.

If Ionuma Isao showed up at this time, he would definitely be scolded by both sides.

After learning a lot, he spent this time hanging around with Nagaze and Kizuki.

Today at noon, the three of them were having lunch on the corridor, overlooking the atrium downstairs.

Since the rain has stopped, there are many people active in the atrium.

"Are Iinuma-kun afraid of those two female classmates?" Shota Kizuki asked vaguely, holding a milk straw in his mouth.

Yongze, who was chewing fried noodles, turned his head and looked over: "If you dare to say you're afraid, my brothers won't even do it!"

"Nagazawa, some things are not as good as they seem on the surface." Iinuma Isao tore open the packaging of the rice balls he just bought, sighed, and said: "On the surface, I am a classmate in Huacheng, and I am also in the beginning of Luye." My classmates are having fun with each other, hugging each other! But in fact, I am trying to survive in the middle of two evil capitalist daughters, okay!"

"Bah!" Yongze spurned him, "Then I'll switch with you!"

Iinuma Isao thought carefully and replied: "Let me bear the suffering. This is the noble spirit I learned from the Spanish Civil War..."

"Damn it——!!!" Nagaze roared angrily, "Iinuma, I'm going to kill you!"

The two of them got into a fuss in the corridor, attracting the attention of the girls.

After the quarrel, Yongze calmed down, snorted, and said proudly: "Your father and I will have a girlfriend soon, and you can't show off in front of me!"

"Who?" Iinuma Isao asked curiously.

"Senior Hoshino from the Kendo Club." Shota-chan replied, "I got his contact information."

"how is the progress?"

"Probably, it's still at the stage of viewing the other person's rape on social media."

"You, you guys..." Yongze blushed.

Ionuma Isao took a bite of the rice ball and consoled him: "Be bold. I don't want you to succeed immediately, but at least you have to talk to others."

"No, that's a senior. It must be very difficult to date a senior." Yongze ate the noodles and muttered: "I think I should find a girl in the same grade to practice my love skills. It will be easier to succeed if you talk to the senior sister."

"It is indeed easier to have skills." The young shota, who was not familiar with the world, nodded in agreement.

"No, are you planning to become the King of the Sea?" Ionuma Isao questioned.

"Strange, why do you have the nerve to say this?" Yongze looked sideways, "I come one after another, unlike you, who has one foot in two boats!"

In fact, there are more than two boats...

"Sorry, I don't know you!"

Ionuma Isao turned around, crossed his arms, and said proudly: "Speciality is my greatest advantage!"

Nagazawa was about to complain, but Kizuki took the lead and asked curiously: "What is the relationship between Iinuma-kun and Hanacheng and Hatsukano's classmates?"

"Uh... This is a bit hard to understand. First of all, Hatsuro Ye is my fiancée, but we both want to break off the engagement and fall in love freely. As for Huacheng-san, she wants me to fall in love with her and then dump me. What price should I pay... There seems to be a feeling of jealousy between the two of them because of me. Well, the relationship between the three of us is quite chaotic."

"Charge everything now and explode!" Yongze shouted angrily.

He was sour and envious, and felt that such scolding was not enough to relieve his hatred, so he immediately added: "Iinuma will explode now!"

"How about I go to the Kendo club with you in the afternoon and be your wingman so that you can talk to Hoshino-senpai?" Ionuma Isao asked funnyly.

Yongze knelt on one knee on the spot, clasped his fists and shouted: "Sir foster father, please accept Yongze's bow!"

Feeling his filial piety, Ionuma Isao smiled with satisfaction.

In a blink of an eye, it’s 3:40 in the afternoon, and today’s class ends here.

In the rest of the time, students can participate in club activities, work part-time, go to cram schools outside the school, or sneak home to play games. After all, Dongwuhe is an aristocratic school, and the teachers will not worry that you will not be able to study well in the future. Can't get enough to eat.

After the bell rang, the classroom was noisy.

Ionuma Isao packed his schoolbag, holding two books by Orwell in his hands, and followed Nagazawa and Kizuki to the kendo club.

On the way, slanted eyes fell on his face, and the wind blowing from the streets of Yotsuya would occasionally blow his bangs.

Every time at this time, a lustful female classmate would come up to him and ask for his Line account.

Alas, there is no way.

The luck brought by the ten-point charm is really so prosperous...

While walking on the road, Ionuma Isao suddenly thought of a question and looked at the weak young Shota: "Why would Kizuki want to join a dirty and smelly club like the Kendo Club?"

Mu Yue lowered her head, sighed, and said vaguely: "There are some personal reasons..."

Yongze, who grew up with him next to him, immediately jumped out and said: "Of course it's because his sister is the head of the Kendo Club. You don't even know that his sister is like a manly woman..."

"Ah~"

Kizuki sighed again.

Judging from his scowl, it was obvious that he had been threatened with force by his sister.

This was the first time Iinuma Isao knew that he had a sister.

Looking at his weak-looking but beautiful face, her sister must be a beauty too.

"Don't think about it, beauty is beautiful, but that woman is extremely strong, I advise you not to think about it too much!" Nagazawa is indeed an old pervert, and he and Iinuma Isao feel somewhat connected, "Actually, If I weren't afraid of his sister, I would have talked to Senior Hoshino long ago..."

"Stop trying to make amends for yourself." Ionuma Isao complained.

Kizuki turned his head and looked over: "How about Nagaze come to the Kendo Club, so that you can talk to Hoshino-senpai every day!"

"Come on, forget about being abused by your sister, don't take me with you!" Nagaze jumped to the side and said disgustedly: "Also, who would participate in a smelly and dirty sport like Kendo! Kizuki, touch it Conscience says, if your sister hadn’t been so domineering, would you have come to the Kendo club?”

Kizuki rubbed his conscience and thought for a few seconds.

Although he wanted to say a few words for his sister, he had never lied since he was a child, so he hesitated and replied: "I want to go to the literature club..."

"That's right. Think about it. In the summer, those who wear thick kendo uniforms, turbans on their heads, and those heavy protective gears. Think about it. Those who sweat is sealed in high temperatures. Fermentation in the body will produce so many fungi..."

Amid Nagaze's chatter, the three of them slowly arrived at the sword dojo next to the old auditorium.

As soon as I got closer and before I entered the house, I heard the clanging sound of bamboo knives coming from inside, so dense that it almost became a continuous sound.

Ionuma Isao, who was originally in a good mood, suddenly twitched at the corner of his eye as soon as he walked into the door.

The two eldest ladies, one on the left and one on the right, stood like door gods, looking at each other with eyes full of gunpowder, obviously waiting for the arrival of the scumbag so that he and the little bitch opposite could be sent to the west together.

(End of this chapter)