My Girlfriend is Yingriri

At this moment, Hashima Kiyosuke had a profound understanding of this poem.

If he could do it all over again, he would never stay up late to write reviews, and he would also teach his friends not to stay up late, not to stay up late, not to stay up late!Important things said three times!

Time passed quietly.

In a blink of an eye, it's afternoon school time.

Fortunately, in Japanese public schools, teachers' requirements for discipline are very lax. As long as you don't whistle or snor in class, which affects the normal class order, the teachers won't care about you. People like Hashima Kiyosuke are distracted. , and even more so.

The school bell rings.

Seeing all the cheap classmates rushing out, Hashima Kiyosuke hesitated, finally took a deep breath, picked up his schoolbag, got up and walked to the apartment he rented in his memory.

People can't cherish the past all their lives. Two legs are used to move forward, not backward.

Get out of the classroom.

The sun is just right.

The sky was blue, as if it had just been washed with water.

A gust of wind blew, and the pink cherry blossoms fell, and there was a sound of vitality and vigor in the ears. Hashima Kiyosuke took a deep breath and could smell the faint floral fragrance in the air. city ​​is much better.

"My paper..."

There seemed to be a soft voice in the ear, which seemed to be dissipated in the wind at any time.

Seeing a piece of paper being blown over by the wind, Hashima Kiyosuke subconsciously bent over and grabbed it, his eyes swept away, it was the questionnaire of wishes that was sent out today, some content about study and future planning.

It is worth mentioning that the Japanese have an extraordinary paranoia about forms. For example, everyone will bring a calendar, and then write the itinerary and appointment every day. Of course, the form of Hashima Kiyosuke is blank, completely. No appointment.

Even Japan's marriage certificate is not a certificate, but two 'marriage sessions' covered with a form, which means a form.

Hashima Kiyosuke's eyes narrowed.

Most of the willingness questionnaires were blank, with only a few pretty words written in the name column.

Name: Kato Megumi.

There is a class in the back.

"Thank you for this classmate."

A soft female voice that seems to make flowers and plants sprout in spring rang out from behind.

Hashima Kiyosuke turned his head and looked behind him. At some point behind him, a slender girl with short black hair appeared. The girl was tall or not short, the height of an ordinary girl, and she was not afraid of being thin. The eyes are big and the skin is fair. If you look closely, she is a cute type of girl. If you want to say something special, it is probably the extremely flat expression on her face.

"Kato Megumi?"

"Hey, does this classmate know me?" The bob-head girl tilted her head and blinked her eyes lightly, "Yes, my name is on the form..."

The voice is light and fluttering, with an air of unhurried lightness, which neither makes people feel alienated nor too close.

"Well, can you give me the form back?" Kato-san said softly.

"Sorry." Hashima Kiyosuke handed back the form, "I was distracted just now."

"Well, it's nothing." Kato-san put away the form.

"Hashima Kiyosuke, first meeting."

"Eh, uh..." Facing this kind of introduction similar to chatting up, Kato-san hesitated slightly, "Hello, Kato Megumi, you can call me Kato-san."

A spring breeze blows.

Shaking the girl's hair.

Kato-san raised his right hand and pulled a few strands of hair that were hanging in front of his eyes behind his ears. Although it was just an ordinary action, it suddenly highlighted the beauty of the girl.

I am beautiful like a fairy in a picture.

After a simple conversation, the two said goodbye and dispersed.

Hashima Kiyosuke didn't ask Kato Megumi for her contact information. The first time they met, she asked for the contact information of the other party. Even Kato-san would probably be troubled. This unexpected encounter was already a smile. Surprise.

When Hashima Kiyosuke was idle and bored, he had already made a plan for the next action.

It's just a short-term plan.

The first is the question of living expenses.

It is impossible to ask for money from my former father. I have worked for several years in my previous life, and I have the confidence to support myself, and even if I call a stranger my father, I cannot open my mouth no matter what.

Then it's time to change your image.

Probably because he lives alone and is taciturn, his current appearance is sloppy if it sounds good, and sloppy if it sounds bad.

Dressed tastelessly, with long hair, apart from being tall, he looked like a weak salted fish.

Hashima Kiyosuke expressed his dissatisfaction.

So after walking out of school, I went directly to a barber shop. It took half an hour to get my hair cut, and then I went to a nearby store to buy clothes. After a while, my wallet was completely deflated.

"No way, it looks like I can only go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients."

It was already dusk and evening, Hashima Kiyosuke rubbed his stomach and walked to a nearby supermarket.

Entering the supermarket, the back of a blond girl with two ponytails suddenly came into view—

Chapter 4 English Pear is super cute

"Eriri-san, good afternoon."

Hashima Kiyosuke walked over and said hello.

Are you too shy to say hello?

nonexistent.

Only those little boys who love face will be so squeamish. When they meet someone they like, they don't even dare to go up to say hello. Do they still expect the other party to take the initiative to come and say hello to you!

"Eh? Hashima Kiyosuke?"

Eiri was startled, looked up and changed her hairstyle. Hashima Kiyosuke, who looked energetic, said subconsciously, "I told you not to call me Eiri!"

Only acquaintances and friends can call names, and no one can call them casually.

After speaking, Ying Lili raised her hand to cover her mouth subconsciously, her face blushed for a moment, after all, she was a popular girl in school, and even if she rejected others, she refused with an elegant but reserved smile. Loud sound is not good.

That's right.

To be elegant, to be reserved.

Hashima Kiyosuke nodded: "Okay, Sawamura-san."

"Humph."

Ying Lili snorted proudly, showed the little tiger teeth at the corner of her mouth, and walked forward.

Hashima Kiyosuke changed the topic at the right time. The character of the house pear is like a cat. He will fry his hair from time to time.

"Eriri-san, are you here to buy something?"

Eiri turned her head to look at the shelf, her golden twintails swiped two dazzling golden arcs under the light, but she still answered Hashima Kiyosuke's question: "I've run out of pencils, come and buy some pencils..."

Of course, you don't buy pencils for studying, but for drawing notebooks, but you won't say it out loud.

"So, I'm here to buy ingredients."

Hashima Kiyosuke nodded.

It is worth mentioning that in Japan, pencils are the main tool in school days. This is really a very special place for Japanese people. Some girls even use pencils until work.

"I bought it."

Ying Lili turned to leave.

Hashima Kiyosuke said: "Let's go together, I've bought it too."

English pear (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻!

Seeing Ying Lili bowing her head, Hashima Kiyosuke raised the things in his hand: "I bought the tomatoes, eggs and soba noodles just now. I'm going to eat noodles at night."

Hashima Kiyosuke said: "When you are free, you can come as a guest. My craftsmanship is very good."

"Ahhh!"

Was this bummer intentional?

Must be intentional!Who wants to eat your noodles!

"I will not eat!"

Ying Lili turned around and left.

The two lined up to settle the bill and walked out of the supermarket. After a while, Yingli finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Hey, what are you doing with me?"

Even if you want to leave, don't follow me openly!Hi, so angry!

Hashima Kiyosuke pointed to the single-family apartment in front: "The apartment I rented is right in front."

"Eh?" Ying Lili blinked, "You actually live in this direction? Why haven't I seen you before?"

Hashima Kiyosuke said: "I had a falling out with my family, and I just moved here recently."

"..."

Because going home is one direction, it's not good for Hashima Kiyosuke to go farther, because they are all classmates, doesn't it seem that he is afraid?

Eri Li smiled gracefully and at a distance, while secretly looking forward to getting home soon.

When passing an alley, Eri Ri paused in her footsteps and listened a little: "Hajima Kiyosuke-san, did you hear anything?"

Hashima Kiyosuke listened carefully and affirmed: "It's the cry of the little milk cat, which came from the alley."

"Let's go in and have a look?"

"Ah."

Walking into the alley, Ying Lili opened her eyes wide and looked down to find the trace of the cat.

Hashima Kiyosuke reached out and patted Eiri's arm.