My Girlfriend is Yingriri

What kind of dream did this guy have to shout such words!

"It's so annoying, so annoying."

"Poke poke-"

A light and slightly itchy stab came from behind.

"what?"

Eiri turned her head in surprise, and saw Hashima Kiyosuke lightly dabbling at him with a pen.

Her cheeks bulged slightly, and Eiri was about to speak when she suddenly saw Hashima Kiyosuke quietly handing over the note in his hand.

"This is... a slip of paper?"

Ying Riri was stunned. As the eldest lady, although she has become a high school student, this is the first time she has uploaded a note in class, and it feels a little strange.

Eiri hesitated for a while, but still reached out to take it. If she didn't take it, Hashima Kiyosuke might continue to poke.

"Is this guy trying to confess?"

Yingri puffed out her cheeks quietly, feeling a little headache, "I have to find a way to reject the other party politely and gracefully again, ah, ah, it's so annoying, I really want to go back to drawing manga, I haven't finished drawing yet..."

After the note was spread out, Ying Lili was slightly startled, because there was no word of confession in the whole article.

"I'm sorry, I said that without thinking before, it must have caused a lot of trouble for Yingri-san? Would you like me to go to the podium and clarify it to my classmates?"

"What, you can't say things like that without thinking about it."

"And obviously I don't know you well, why are you calling me by my name?"

"But this guy's handwriting is very beautiful..."

Ying Lili puffed her cheeks again.

Clarification is impossible. After all, gossip is human nature. If Hashima Kiyosuke goes to the podium and says that he was joking before, others will probably not believe it, but instead, some people will make jokes. It is better to just calm down like this, and it will be natural after two days. will be forgotten.

"No need." Ying Riri hesitated and replied, "Just don't say that kind of thing in the future."

After writing the reply, Eiri quietly handed back the note with some guilt.

Although the history teacher on the podium rarely speaks, there is still a sense of guilty conscience.

"Poke poke-"

The note was handed back quickly.

Hashima Kiyosuke said: "Because I stayed up late last night to write light novels, I only talked in my sleep during class. I'm sorry, but I won't do it in the future."

What is the most important thing to talk about between men and women?

Topics are the most important.

How to make girls interested is actually a very profound knowledge.

Although Hashima Kiyosuke has no experience, he has read a lot of books and has rich theoretical knowledge.

As a sub-manga artist, it is impossible for Ying Lili to not be interested in light novels. This is the starting point of chatting.

As for why actively looking for topics...

Of course, it's because he's an arrogant control. When he was chasing fans, he liked Zhaili very much. Now, of course, he won't be a silent onlooker.

"So this guy often sleeps in class because he stays up late writing light novels?"

Ying Riri's heart moved, and she subconsciously wanted to turn her head, but she quickly stopped, and the result was the golden ponytail behind her shoulders, shaking slightly.

"No, I'm now the ace of the school's art department, and now I'm a girl, how can I discuss light novels with others?"

"nonexistent!"

Eiri shook her pen and replied gracefully and reservedly, "Hashima-san, it's class time now, should you listen carefully?"

I'm not a child, and I always pass notes. What if the teacher finds out?

Even if the teacher can't find it, the students will see it.

It's time to be embarrassed!

Hashima Kiyosuke handed over the note again: "Finally, can I ask you a favor?"

"Really, it's obviously not ripe, so don't just ask others for help!" Ying Li Li was speechless for a while.

"call……"

Take a deep breath.

"Be classy, ​​be reserved, and don't get angry."

As a beautiful girl in the class, Ying Lili has never been the cold-hearted type. Of course, she can't turn a blind eye when her classmates ask for help.

"What's the matter?" Iniri replied, "If I can help, I'd be happy."

Not happy at all!

Help must mean trouble, right?

If you dare to come up with something like 'friend me', I'll write your name on the bear at night and beat you into a pig's head!

In the end, Kiyosuke Hashima said, "I want to borrow money."

"Eh?"

Inri was stunned.

She knows that boys of this age are people with strong self-esteem. No matter what their family background is, she does not want others to look down on her. Unless she has to, she will not borrow money from others, let alone from girls.

Eiri wanted to turn her head to see if Hashima Kiyosuke was blushing from shame, but she endured it.

"Forget it, that guy must have some unavoidable difficulties, right?"

"Maybe both parents died and then became seriously ill?"

"Yes, that's probably the case, otherwise why would you stay up all night to write light novels?"

Thinking like this, Eiri took a pen and wrote on the paper, "How much do you need?"

The classmates are so miserable, they can't wait for death.

In the end, Kiyosuke Hashima said, "Two hundred yen is enough."

"Eh? So little?"

"When I went out in the morning, I forgot my wallet at home and wanted to ask you to borrow money to buy a bottle of drink."

Ying Riri gritted her silver teeth and wanted to hit someone: "I'll give you the get out of class!"

"Then lend me another two hundred yen."

"What are you doing again?"

"Please have a drink too."

"..."

Ying Lili was so angry that she wanted to hit someone, this is obviously to buy me a drink with my money!How can you be so shameless!

Chapter 3 Supermarket Encounters

"Please listen to the class carefully and don't pass notes!"

The tablemate next to her had already looked over with a subtle look, apparently finding out that the two were secretly passing notes, Ying Lili blushed and felt extra guilty.

It's not what you think it is!The guy behind just explained to me what happened in the morning!

It's a pity that during class, I couldn't talk to others, so Eiri could only bite her lip and get sullen.

"Understood, Eiri-san."

"Ahhh! Why is this guy calling my name! Obviously not that familiar!"

"Hashima Kiyosuke?" Eiri bit her lip and puffed out her cheeks slightly, "Why didn't I find out before, this guy has such a thick skin!"

……

In Japanese schools, classes usually start at nine o'clock in the morning, until twelve noon, and then there is a one-hour break.

During this period, students are not allowed to leave the school. If they eat, they usually bring their own bento from home. If they do not eat bento, they can go to the convenience store to buy bread and bento, or go to the cafeteria to eat.

After the lunch break bell rings.

Hashima Kiyosuke sat on his seat and didn't move.

"Eriri, shall we go eat lunch?"

Ying Lili is not low in popularity in the class. She is a proper current character, and naturally she has a few best friends.

"You, you guys go first..." Ying Lili felt a little guilty, "I'll tidy things up."

After the others left, Eiri took one thousand yen to Hashima Kiyosuke: "Give it to you."

Hashima Kiyosuke said, "So many?"

"Didn't you bring a wallet? You should also buy a bento." Inri said, "Just give it back to me tomorrow."

Hashima Kiyosuke nodded: "What drink do you want? I'll buy it right away."

"Thank you, I'm not thirsty."

"call--"

Take a deep breath.

Girls should be elegant, reserved and not angry.

Ah, ah, this guy actually bought me a drink with my money. Math was taught by a physical education teacher!

After two lifetimes, he suddenly became a high school student again, and Hashima Kiyosuke was actually a little at a loss, but he didn't want to show it.

Turning his head and looking out the window, there are many girls in white sportswear and red shorts running and playing volleyball on the playground. The bodies of [-]- or [-]-year-old girls are blooming with infinite and beautiful vitality in the sun.

It's a pity that Kiyosuke Hashima always has a sense of unreal trance.

A slip of a step becomes an eternal hatred, and it has been a hundred years since I look back.