Even the whole world is trying to match us up

Chapter 117 Scheduled Summer Memories

summer.

It’s a season where it’s easy to make beautiful memories.

Natsume Qingha's special impression of him still remains in Dongguo.

It was a lazy and pleasant afternoon.

I blew the oscillating electric fan that made a creaking sound, smeared toilet water on the mat in the country house, and swayed my bare feet with the outdoor wind.

Nibbling on the crispy watermelon that had just been taken out of the refrigerator and still smelling like vegetables, listening to the cicadas chirping in the sunshine outside, my fingers slid across the phone screen from time to time, switching between short videos.

When he got tired of playing, he turned over and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

If you feel sleepy, just sleep in this afternoon. When you open your eyes, you will see the warm yellow sunset.

A day passed without doing anything or thinking about anything.

But he loved this feeling, this carefreeness.

The two-day entrance test had just ended, and my tense brain seemed to relax instantly at the moment of handing in the paper.

This afternoon was as unfocused as in his memory, and the young man who let his mind wander slowly walked towards the activity classroom.

Just when he was about to open the door, the door opened by itself.

Li... upgraded? Electric door, or voice-activated?

Times are changing so fast? It's only been a day, why did social progress forget to take him with it?
Natsume Qingyu, who was in a daze while walking, was in a daze because his brain cells had not yet fully awakened.

A strange girl walked out of one of the activity rooms and almost ran into his arms.

Fortunately, he had the muscle memory engraved in his bones to hide quickly, otherwise he would have been eaten.

"Natsume-kun, hello." The girl saluted slightly.

"Hello, classmate." The boy responded politely.

After saying hello, the girl left in a hurry.

Was it just a small episode?
Natsume Qingyu stared at the girl's lost back and made a guess, then decided to verify it.

"This is this?" Natsume Qingyu said to the girl who was sitting by the window and writing something in a notebook.

Wow——!
Hatsukano Suzune tore off the page she had just written on, "I want to join the club."

"It seems that the situation is not optimistic." Natsume Qingyu felt inexplicably sympathetic to the girl for a second, with a serious expression.

He walked to the long zelkova table, sat down at his seat, and put his school bag aside.

The daily tea party has been brought forward.

Hatsukano Suzune nodded in an arc that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

He replaced the two paper cups that he had just used to entertain guests, and took out the tea sets that the service department usually uses.

After distinguishing the patterns, I saw the one with bamboo patterns carved on it and handed it over.

Natsume Qingha took it politely and said in a warning tone to the children: "Mr. Hatsukano, if you always look aggressive, be careful to scare away all the cute little animals around you..."

"Why is it not a form of protection for powerful beasts to intimidate smaller animals? On the contrary, beasts that are not hungry but like to play with their prey are even worse, aren't they? For small animals, it is precisely because they know that they will be eaten. , will run away." Hatsukano Suzune said calmly, "Sometimes there is nothing wrong with living in your own warm little nest."

Natsume Qingyu nodded proudly, indicating that it made sense.

He would not be scared away by her, so he came to the answer that 'he is a powerful beast'.

"I'm not praising you, I'm just stating a fact." Hatsugano Suzune saw through his mind and recalled what happened in recent days, "After all, being thick-skinned can be called a thick-skinned one under certain circumstances. It’s a rare advantage.”

Natsume Qingyu's spellcasting was interrupted.

The slight curve of the corners of his mouth calmed down in some clever way.

The girl gently pushed the paper on the table and said, "Here."

"What, what, a check? Sorry, I haven't thought about it yet..." Natsume Qingyu suddenly became excited. After seeing the writing on the paper clearly, his voice gradually became lower.

He put away his childish words and his expression became as calm as a dead man.

On the page it says:

[Only accepting commissions, not recruiting new members. 】

[Thank you for your cooperation. 】

[BY: Service Ministry]

But at this moment, these three sentences were summarized into one sentence by Natsume Qingha:
[Good boy, go and post it on the door. You are enough as a coolie in the service department. No one else is needed. 】

So is this a preference?
If so, you don’t have to.

"Please post this on the notice board outside the mobile classroom." A translator named Hatsuru Ye came online.

"Um... I just sat down, can you have a cup of tea first?" Natsume Kiyoha held the attitude of 'Tokyo Handsome Guys Will Never Be Slaves', smiled softly, and tried to exchange the fatigue of traveling through mountains and rivers for the only happiness in Minister Hatsukano's heart. Save some tenderness.

But my joy was not successfully delivered because the other party didn't smile.

He must have been annoyed by the applications for joining the ministry in the past few days.

Shock!

The painter who had been hiding in Tokyo for many days suddenly appeared again!
The person who was mosaic said that this was by no means fear.

But handsome guys in Tokyo should be familiar with "Emotional Intelligence" and be good at seeing through the atmosphere between people.

When necessary, choose to respect each other's actions and thoughts.

This is an extremely honorable virtue.

Thinking of this, a beautiful young man standing in the sunshine in the aisle wiped away the sweat that had not yet come out of hard work.

After a while of busy work, we returned to the mobile classroom again.

For the rest of his life, and in order to live a more decent life in the tea-drinking health club, he needs to talk to Minister Hatsugano to discuss matters.

"Mr. Hatsukano, since I am also a great member of the service department, I think it is necessary for me to re-emphasize the future of our club." Natsume Kiyoha returned to his seat, with a cup of hot tea in front of him.

"Greatness is unnecessary." Hatsukano Suzune picked up the teacup, glanced at him through the mist, and took a sip, "What do you want to ask?"

“On the future size of the organization.”

The young man held the tea cup tightly with both hands and took a sip.

Hot tea seems to be heartwarming, maybe it's the end of summer.

"Small organizations don't think about such long-term things. They only think about the present now."

"The world is so big, and there is only one life. I think it is necessary for the minister to take a longer-term view. At least he should set small goals one by one and work hard to complete them, so as to gradually become bigger and stronger." Natsume Kiyoha habitually He put on a smile and his eyes showed madness.

"That's fine for now." Hatsukano Suzune shook her head and continued to express that she had no ambitions.

How decadent this is, with no ambition, no lofty ideals, just sitting around in a sloppy mobile classroom every day drinking tea and staying healthy.

Just like a frog boiled in warm water, sooner or later the body will rot together with the moldy ideal!
"Just the two of us?" The young man pointed back and forth at each other.

meow~
"Okay, let's three..."

Natsume Qingyu corrected him like this, but in his heart, the deputy minister's hate ranking rose to another level.

Has that guy been trained? Can you understand human speech?
Otherwise, how could he respond to the occasion every time?
"Yes, you and I, follow it." The girl pointed her finger.

"Then at least recruit another handyman." Natsume Qingyu couldn't be happier.

"Re? Your self-awareness is quite strong, but your self-management awareness is a bit lacking." Hatsugano Suzune caught the word and raised her head, with a graceful curve at the corner of her mouth, "One chore is enough."

It's a straight shot from a girl, but the direction is a bit strange.

Upon hearing this cruel truth, Natsume Qingyu only felt that the Monkey King had given him a blow on the head.

The world is buzzing. It seems that the tool man label affixed to the top of his head is like a braid from the feudal period that can't be cut off.

At this point, we can only work in another direction.

He firmly believes that as long as he works hard enough, the future will be his, let alone the deputy minister.

After a brief conversation, both of them fell into silence again.

At this moment, it was so quiet that only the sound of the girl pouring tea could be heard.

The appropriate distance in the atmosphere is wonderful, but over time it can turn into awkwardness.

Natsume Kiyoha pushed the two neat tickets for the special seats of the fireworks display, just like the girl handed the notice before, and reopened the topic:

"I believe that Minister Hatsukano, who has just arrived from the North Country, has not yet put on his yukata and clogs, tasted apple candy takoyaki, and attended the youthful summer festival."

Immediately, Hatsukano Suzune's long eyelashes opened like the fluttering wings of a butterfly.

The larger the arc, the happier the young man's heart will be.

how about it?
Are you surprised?

Be touched, I am willing to share such a precious thing with you!

Do you know how many ideological struggles I have done? Do you know how I got it from the tiger's mouth?
Recalling the bitter history, Natsume Qingyu almost conquered it by himself.

He sat up straight like a reliable golden barrister, with the roar of the imperial engine behind him. He spread out a palm and explained: "Special seat tickets for the last fireworks display in Tokyo this year."

"Who gave you your ticket?" The girl's cold voice seemed to come from outside the world. She saw through King's false strength as soon as she arrived on Earth and asked.

"Director Sakurai."

The timid King raised his hand and immediately confessed the truth.

The blame was all killed by Boss Saitama, and the blame was all faked by him.

I am a good citizen with no fighting ability!
I hope the BOSS from the depths of the universe will move away.

"Can you be normal?" Hatsugano Suzune gave him a helpless look.

"This is..." Natsume Qingyu wiped his face with his hand, switching his expression from "frivolous to calm", "an invitation from a good friend."

The last two words spoken by the young man were loud and powerful, drowning out the unbridled sound of football on the playground.

Holding his chin, he smiled slightly, his eyes clear.

My hair seemed to be a bit messy due to the wind on the way here, but it wasn't considered a deduction.

Hatsukano Suzune turned her face sideways, shook her shoulders a few times, and let out a very subtle laugh.

It's not that he was mocking the boy, but the way he changed his face really looked like a nightclub cowboy in a movie or TV show.

When she turned her head, her fresh and refined little face was replaced with a boring expression looking at boring things.

"Is it……"

"Of course you can refuse."

Natsume Qingha dismissed the beautiful girl's ridicule, but smiled confidently, with a bright light in his heart, "I am a strange guy who will take action whenever ideas come to his head. In other words, even if I leave regrets, A man who doesn’t want to regret it either.”

People always use various reasons to hide their sincerity and achieve their goals through twisted behavior.

So he also thought about many ways to invite, but after over and over again, this one suited him.

To be more precise, this is what a fool would do.

"Feel sorry."

Hatsukano Suzune looked down at the tea cup she was holding.

Natsume Qingyu touched his cheek and moved his eyes to other places.

Although he knew this was a possibility, he was still confused for a moment as he had never been rejected by a girl.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to be rejected. It is indeed not very pleasant.

Fortunately, when I reject other girls, I always choose a quite humorous way.

The damage should be reduced to a minimum.

Soon, he smiled with relief: "There is nothing worth apologizing for, you have refused..."

"Your regret has been canceled by me." A clear voice interrupted his speech.

Natsume Qingyu turned her head in surprise: "What did you say?"

The other party's voice was not quiet, of course he heard it.

It's just that when the auditory nerve transmits signals into the brain, the brain nerve center wants to confirm again whether the information is correct.

In short, my mind is a bit dreamy and I want to confirm whether reality is abstract.

"I said."

Hatsukano Suzune put a hand on her chest, took a deep breath, raised her head again, stared at Natsume Kiyoshi, and said:

"Your regret has been canceled by me."

It was still the same words, but now the girl's tone became sonorous and forceful, as cheerful as the boy's words.

The next few words are even spelled out one by one, as if they have turned into a cheerful elf and can jump into the boy's heart.

Staring at the other person's slightly rippling eyes, the rising and falling chest, and the tightly clenched hands.

Natsume Qingyu showed a wicked smile and muttered:

"Why are you nervous? Just go to a summer festival with your good friends and make it feel like a date."

"Natsume Club member, do you have any favorite way to die? As a senior fan of the anime "Detective Conan", I will try my best to satisfy your xp in choosing death." Hatsugano Suzune's face cooled down visibly, as if instantly Coated with a layer of white frost.

Probably the murderous intention outweighs the joy.

Emotions return to normal.

"If you can, please throw me into Tokyo Bay." Natsume Kiyoha happily picked up the girl's joke.

"?"

The girl frowned.

"At least that way, I still have a chance to swim back." Natsume Qingyu nodded thinking he was smart.

"Is it possible that you were already a corpse before you sank into the sea, and throwing it into the sea was just a means of discarding the body." The girl rubbed her chin and said seriously.

"That's too much. You don't play like this."

The dying man looked shocked as he imagined the scene of being swallowed by the sea.

His excited fists lightly hammered the table, and his newly mature and steady attitude had completely disappeared.

He instinctively vented his dissatisfaction with the judge's ruling.

But the judge just curled his lips indifferently and made the final decision on the young man's death sentence.

The kettle kept steaming, and the two of them chatted without saying a word.

Until there was a knock on the door, their expressions and chatting stopped at the same time.

"Please come in."

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