The daily life of Buddhist texts

Yuzuru Nishinomiya stretched out his hand silently and squeezed his thigh.

Oreki Gen rubbed the pinched place, and said in a low voice: "If this continues, she will definitely tell the specific reasons, and then the Astrology Club got involved in this turmoil out of good intentions, and finally helped her solve her troubles... …I mean, we are going to become a club like the Ministry of Service, which is against our original intention.”

Nishinomiya Yuzuru's eyes flickered slightly.

It was the first time for her to hear Oreki Gen say so many words in one breath.

Usually speak only a few words.

I don't know if I said so much to Hikigu Hachiman at once.

"Only this time, next time lock the door." Said Nishinomiya Yuzuru.

"The lock is not appropriate."

"Teacher Atamaitai, less waste and more creation."

"clear."

Nishimiya Yuzuru flicked her short hair that was as smooth as silk, and asked Suzuki Ai softly, "Did something happen?"

Ai Suzuki stared blankly at the Grim Reaper in her hand, her big black grape-like eyes were devoid of any expression, her expression was like that of a puppet.

Gen Oreki typed a line on the phone, and then showed it to Yuzuru Nishinomiya.

"This can show the loss and shock in the protagonist's heart."

Yuzuru Nishinomiya reached out and locked Gen Oreki's phone, and held it in his hand.

Gen Oreki, who didn't have a mobile phone to play with, had no choice but to prop his chin, looking at Suzuki Ai who was out of his mind.

"Ah... sorry," Suzuki Ai's expression was apologetic, "It just feels so accurate, super accurate."

Quite what.

Even before anything happened, did you rely on a card to determine the future without authorization?

It is too irresponsible.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Nishimiya Yuzuru asked.

However, surprisingly, the story did not develop according to the script.

"No! Sorry!" Ai Suzuki stood up suddenly, and bowed to Yuzuru Nishinomiya and Gen Oreki, "I just came for divination! There is no other special entrustment! Thank you two witches who are proficient in divination! "

After finishing speaking, he ran to the door with a patter, opened the door gently, said "excuse me" in a low voice, and closed the door again.

The whole process moves very quickly.

"She's playing hard to get, isn't she?" Yuzuru Nishinomiya blinked.

According to the plot in the TV series, Ai Suzuki should tell the whole story, and then Gen Oreki and Yuzuru Nishinomiya came up with a solution to the problem and eliminated the troubles satisfactorily.

This direction, do you want the two of them to find clues by themselves?

Say goodbye, okay?

But since Ai Suzuki left voluntarily, the two of them don't have to delve into it.

It's all good.

"I'm more concerned about the word 'witch'." Geno Oreki stood up and went to the side to open the window.

It was still raining outside, and the cold wind blew into the classroom, rolling in a few rebellious raindrops.

"The profession of a witch does not specify gender," said Nishimiya Yuzuru.

"Too."

Yuzuru Nishinomiya put away the magic cloth and tarot cards and put them in the drawer, then continued to take out the thick stack of paper and write notes on it.

A gust of wind blows.

"What does she want to divination about?" Yuzuru Nishinomiya stopped writing and looked at Gen Oreki who was standing by the window.

"do not know."

"Use your imagination."

Oreki Gen pondered for a moment, then stretched out his hand to catch the rainwater outside.

Cold and moist.

"There is a problem between the brokerage company and the ACB group. It is necessary to reduce the staff, and those who meet the qualification standards can stay," said Oreki Gen. "The judgment standard is probably the number of support votes in a performance?"

"What is a support ticket?" Nishinomiya Yuzuru asked.

This involves her knowledge blind spot.

"If you like this idol, then you can spend money to buy a ticket for him. The number of votes can represent popularity."

"Has Atamaitai also been an underground idol?"

"No," Minamoto Oreki shook his head, "I just searched for these things on Twitter."

Yuzuru Nishinomiya entered the password, unlocked Gen Oreki's phone, and checked Twitter.

after awhile.

"Do you want to perform as an idol?" Nishinomiya Yuzuru asked.

"No."

"Barely can be a fan of Atamaitai."

"No."

"Then why are there so many ASL content in Twitter's search history?" Yuzuru Nishinomiya showed the phone screen to Gen Oreki.

"I checked it for the Light Music Department."

"yes."

Oreki Gen was silent for a while, and said, "Can you buy me a support ticket?"

"Do what you can."

"Okay, let's go to the Live House together this weekend."

"it is good."

Oreki Gen sat back on his seat and continued working.

Yuzuru Nishinomiya was doing the questions and turning his pen.

Unspoken to each other.

Chapter 187 Chapter 186 Is it Teacher RARA?

Simply put, Live House can also be regarded as a concert, but on a smaller scale.

Indoor Live Houses have the same top-level music equipment and audio equipment as large venues, and compared with large venues, the distance between the audience and artists in Live Houses is very close.

Therefore, to a certain extent, the atmosphere mobilized by Live House is incomparable to concerts.

Of course, these are just hearsay.

Gen Oreki had never been there.

The same goes for Yuzuru Nishinomiya.

Therefore, the chef specially checked a lot of strategies, and then ordered a detailed plan, printed it out in the form of paper, and delivered it to the mailbox in front of Oreki Gen's house in the morning.

By this time it was getting dark.

The silver-gray sports car reflected the bright moonlight in the night.

Especially noticeable at red lights at intersections.

The chef held the steering wheel, watched the countdown of traffic lights in the distance, and said, "Master, is there any problem?"

"No problem." Oreki Gen replied.

Of course he knew what the chef was worried about.

A place like Live House has a very dense flow of people, almost all of them are close to each other, and they can feel the hot breath between each other.

Social distance is almost zero.

It can be seen that the chef's understanding of Gen Oreki's version seems to be a little behind.

"Then can I park the car at the entrance of the Time Club?" the chef asked again.

The Time Club is the venue for this Live House performance. Some underground idols and rappers will perform jointly tonight.

Most of the stars tonight are unknown artists.

Silent.

But they are all working hard to chase their dreams.

"I'll trouble you later." Oreki Gen said.

"It's my job." The chef replied with a smile.

The silver-gray sports car restarted and drove smoothly, passed through one intersection after another, and arrived in front of the Time Club.Chef turned the steering wheel and parked the sports car on the side of the road.

There are still very few people now, only a few passers-by passed by, and their eyes stayed on the sports car for a while.

Any heavy hitters come to the show?they thought.

Occasionally, some people from the agency company will come to the Live House to look for newcomers. If they find someone with strong professional ability and suitable appearance, they will take the initiative to go to the backstage after the performance to discuss signing matters.

The colored lights at the door are lit, the stickers on the wall are in a high-tech style, and the overall tone is cold. The entrance looks like a quiet small bar.

Oreki Gen got off the car, greeted the chef, and walked into the Time Club with a detailed timetable.

The ticket inspector was also a bald man. After seeing the chef, he sent a wink, and then made a gesture of inviting Oreki Gen.

He seems to be an old acquaintance with the chef.

Oreki Gen walked into the Time Club.

The place inside is not big, and there is no one there for the time being.