Women only affect the speed of my reasoning!

When I woke up the next morning, everything was as usual.

In the kitchen, Mitaka Jin is in charge of making breakfast, while Misaki Ueizusa is on the side responsible for making trouble.

Upstairs, Nanami Aoyama was still calling Shiina Mashiro, who had difficulty getting out of bed, to get up as usual.

A certain alcoholic female teacher probably went out to drink again last night, complaining that she had a headache early in the morning with an ugly face.

In the room, Youxizi kept urging Qin Shanshu. She lay sideways on the bed and kept poking the latter's cheek with her index finger.

"Come on, hurry up, lazy ass, wake up."

"There's no rush, it's still early..."

Qin Xianshu's voice sounded a little confused.

"You're not in a hurry, I'm in a hurry." Yukiko continued to poke with a little more force, "I need to go to the bathroom, get up quickly!"

"Then you go..."

"How can I get out if you don't get out first?" The girl changed her poking to pinching, "Everyone is outside now, you get out first and help me attract firepower!"

"Um……"

Qin Xianshu curled her lips helplessly, was forced to open her eyes, turned over and sat up, shook her still-not-sober head, got out of bed, put on her shoes, walked out of the room and walked toward the living room.

"Hey, why is it so early today?"

Mitaka Ren, who was busy in the kitchen, couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw Qin Ushu appear at this point.

"Yes, I was forced to get up." The high school detective yawned loudly and said vaguely.

While the two guys were talking, Yukiko put on her slippers and sneaked out of the room.

She originally thought of taking the opportunity to sneak upstairs and pretend to come out of her room, but as soon as she walked out of the room, she met Mashiro Shiina who happened to be coming down the stairs.

At this moment, both sides looked at each other as if they were being pulled.

When their eyes met, Yukiko smiled lightly.

"Good morning, Shiina-san."

Chapter 169 More than friends?Not enough lovers?

Yukiko really did what she said.

Afterwards, the two of them had breakfast together in Sakurasou, walked to school together, and finally separated in front of Class F's classroom.

"Well, see you after school, Umbrella Shu~"

In the corridor of the teaching building, Yukiko ignored the surprised looks from the students around her and smiled and waved to Qin Ushu who stopped at the door of the classroom.

Qin Sanshu paused after hearing this: "I may not be in the classroom when school is over..."

"What do you mean?"

"social activity."

"Oh, that's the service department, right?"

Yukiko's tone was cold for a moment, and then quickly returned to normal.

"It's okay, I'll come find you then."

"……also."

The high school detective thought for a moment and nodded.

Yukiko narrowed her eyes and sighed, then left with peace of mind.

On the other side, Qin Ushu had just entered the classroom when a slender arm came towards him and firmly hooked his neck.

The only one who would make such a move must be Sho Tobe.

"What's going on, what's going on? Umbrella Shu, you actually go to school with beautiful girls from other classes. Tell me honestly, are you secretly single behind our backs?"

"What? Xian Shu, are you single!? Really?"

Before Qin Sanshu could say anything, Yuigahama Yui, who was still chatting with Miura Yuiko, jumped up. She almost instantly ejected to the side of the two of them, and the peach-colored dumplings bounced under the high-speed movement. Play again.

She clenched her hands hard, folded her arms in front of her chest, and looked at Qin Uanshu seriously with her eyes widened, as if asking for facts.

"Is this..."

Qin Xianshu didn't know how to answer.

Does it count?Doesn’t it count?Does it count?

Let's analyze it. The synonym of being single is falling in love, and falling in love first requires love, which is love.

But just as he described to Hiratsuka Shizuka in Chiba Village at that time, in Qin Sanshu's understanding, love is nothing more than a combination of control and possessiveness. It is human instinct and the aesthetic concept developed since childhood. Combined with the appreciation of similar creatures and the desire to own them.

And using rational thinking to analyze a perceptual thing is nonsense in itself.

So in other words, he doesn't understand what love is at all.

After all, in Qin Xianshu's 17-year wish-making machine life, no one told him what he loved or didn't love.

But from the perspective of objective facts, Yukiko was the first person to tell him personally that she hoped he would live.

But does this count as lovers?

Qin Sanshu couldn't tell.

"Is it because the legendary friends are more than lovers but not enough?!"

Seeing that his friend was hesitant to speak, Tobe Sho once again threw out a new word.

This one sounds a bit closer.

"Absolutely." Qin Xianshu thought for a while and said.

"That……"

Yuigahama Yui seemed to want to say something more, but Hayama Hayato walked over not far away and handed Qin Ushu a red sports headband.

"Xian Shu, this is yours."

"Headband?"

Qin Xianshu reached out and took it, holding it in his hand and looking at it carefully.

The workmanship is pretty good, and the texture is fairly breathable. It costs at least a thousand yen to buy on the market, and you can get it for a few hundred yen at wholesale.

"What a coincidence, Usama Shu, you are also from the red team!" Yuigahama Yui said in surprise when she saw it.

"Red team?"

The high school detective was even more confused.

Just because he has a good memory does not mean that he will never forget things, especially after the incident at the Twilight Annex. The final event for boys and girls in the sports games that he had proposed in the conference room had long been forgotten, and he did not remember it at all. Now Being mentioned just feels a little familiar.

Where did I hear it?

"It's the sports meet." Hayama Hayato explained, "These headbands were sent over by people from the student union just now. They said that hundreds of people would participate in the final event of this year's sports meet, so they distributed these headbands. It’s a sign of identification on the field, and by the way, I’m on the white team.”

"Yeah~ It seems that there has never been such a project before, and I don't know who came up with it. Hundreds of people participated at the same time, and dozens of people worked together. It's really exciting to think about it. "Huang Mao Xianchong Wang said with a smile.

Well, if I remember correctly, I think I came up with it...

Qin Xianshu said in his heart.

……

"By the way, what team were we assigned to at the Xiaoxue Games? Ushu and I are both on the red team."

In the service department in the afternoon, Yuigahama Yui came up to Yukinoshita Yukino and asked as soon as they met.

Yukino couldn't stand her enthusiasm, so she moved her chair to the side and told her truthfully.

"To be honest, I am also on the red team."

"Oh! What a coincidence!" The Tuanzi girl excitedly clenched her fists.

"Yes, yes, what a coincidence."

Echoing voices came from outside the door of the ministry classroom.

Looking at the sound, it was the city patrol who had come to seek their help and advice. The red headband on his forehead had already made his camp clear.

"Oh, it's Shirohe-senpai!" Yuigahama Yui let go of Yukino, walked up to him and curiously looked at the sports headband on Shirohe's head, "Senpai is actually from the red team like us?"

"Souda~ So let's work together to win!" Jojo Meguro showed a cute smile.

Yukino held her chin and looked thoughtful: "Although it is theoretically impossible, I still feel that such a coincidental team allocation is a bit strange, and there is a suspicion of a secret operation..."

"How is that possible? These are all calculated results based on the numerical statistics you mentioned, Mr. Ushu, through computer equalization and matching." Cheng Yuxun raised his index finger and said seriously.

After she finished speaking, she looked around, and then changed the topic with a hint of confusion.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen that Hikigaya-san today either."

"Indeed..." Xueno nodded slightly, "He didn't come today either."

"Ah, actually, this is a very normal thing." Cheng Yuanxun waved his hands and said with a smile, "We used to have this kind of classmates in our club, but suddenly they stopped coming or something. Maybe there was something wrong at that time. , and then gradually I no longer wanted to come, but I didn’t quit the club either, so I was commonly known as a zombie club member.”

Yukino sighed softly: "Let's put the zombie club members aside for the time being. By the way, Senior Sister Shirohara, what is your purpose in coming to our service club this time?"

"Oh yes, I almost forgot about the real thing."

After hearing this, the city patrolman suddenly slapped his head.

"As for the finale event of the sports meeting proposed by Usushu-san and Yukinoshita-san before, Yukinoshita-san's horse riding battle has been completely decided, and the costumes and other things have been agreed with the drama club, but the stronghold proposed by Usushu-san I haven't been able to decide on the stronghold part of the attack, so I made a little design of my own, but I don't know if it's good or not, so I want everyone to help me give advice."

She looked left and right.

"So if that's okay, let's go check out the playground now?"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Five minutes later, on the green field of Sobu High School, two three-meter-high red and white war flags were seen fluttering in the wind, standing tall and tall against each other.

Chapter 170 The God of War’s mentality has changed a little

At the same time, in the painting classroom of the Art Department, heavy curtains covered every window, blocking out the bright sunlight. The sound of carbon rods and pencils rubbing against drawing paper echoed one after another in the spacious space. There is no other sound outside.

This is a classroom large enough to accommodate 40 to [-] people attending classes at the same time, but there are only seven people in the classroom at this time, eight in total including the teacher sitting on the podium.

Seven students sat behind their own easels, eight of which were arranged in a circle around the center of the classroom.

A half-person-high exhibition stand was placed in the center of the classroom, with a bright stand lamp hanging on the top. On the stand was an apple of similar quality to the one you can buy in the supermarket with just a few clicks.

This is their topic today - drawing apples.

It sounds simple at first. Who can’t draw an apple?

Draw a circle, make a concave stroke, and draw a handle.

But that's just a simple drawing, something even a child can learn.

But it is very difficult to do it in sketch, especially when you have to use a black carbon rod and pencil on white paper to show the changes in shape and light and shade from a single color. It can be said that this is a simple and easy way to do it. A single Apple can defeat 90.00% of the world's population.

Even many famous painting masters in history first started painting from an egg.

All students who can enter this classroom are recommended students from Sobu High School's Fine Arts Department. They are the top students in the entire department, commonly known as the ceiling.

And just above these ceilings, there is an exceptional level...

chapped.

Without warning, the classroom door was opened from the outside, and a bright beam of sunlight shone into the room. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked towards the door.

"Shiina, you go in first, and I'll help you bring your things in."

Qianshi Qianxun's voice came from outside the door, and the next second, a pale golden figure appeared at the door.

Shiina Mashiro opened the door and walked into the classroom. She passed between the easels, walked around the booth and went straight to her easel to sit down. From the beginning to the end, she did not look at anyone else or say anything, just like a high-ranking queen returning to the classroom. His own palace.

From behind, Qianshi Qianhiro walked in carrying large and small bags. In total, they contained a laptop for work, a drawing tablet, a drag strip, and several other data cables and power cords.

Oh, and a set of drawing pencils and charcoal sticks.