Madam, I Really Like You More.

I used to talk about TV dramas like shit, because those TV dramas were probably about car accidents, amnesia, and cancer, which were arranged in one TV drama.But this one is good. The story of a car accident and cancer has been repeated several times in turn. According to Mrs. Yubibin, Ai-chan seems to lose her memory later...

That is to say, Mrs. Yubihama will watch it every night. Every time Hasegawa sees this kind of plot, he has a feeling that his head is about to explode. Compared with this, the temptation to go home is simply far worse. .

"Mr. Uemura that Ai-chan met this time is so good, Ai-chan will definitely be happy, right Hasegawa-kun?" Mrs. Yubihama said while looking at Hasegawa without blinking.

"Well, you will be happy." Hasegawa nodded quickly.

"Although there is a misunderstanding between Ai-chan and Uemura-san, Ai-chan has mustered up the courage to go to Uemura-san. They will definitely be able to resolve the misunderstanding and get back together. Right, Hasegawa-kun?"

"Yes, yes, they will definitely get back together." Hasegawa nodded heavily.

"Sure enough, Hasegawa-kun thinks the same as I do."

"Yes, it's the same as Mrs. Yuigahama thinks."

Mrs. Yuigahama turned her attention to the TV again.

Ai-chan, that strong girl stood downstairs in Mr. Uemura's house, raised her head, her hands were trumpet-shaped, and shouted at the top: "Mr. Uemura, I like-touch!"

Falling objects, a chair fell directly from the sky and hit Ai Jiang's body, Ai Jiang fell directly to the ground, blood flowed from her body.

"Ah!" Mrs. Yubihama looked nervous, holding the tissue tightly with both hands: "Ai-chan—"

Ai-chan in the TV series struggled, pushed away the chair on her body, and stood up staggeringly. Even though her head was bleeding continuously, her face was stained red, but she still didn't seem to want to give up, and put her hands together again. On both cheeks: "Mr. Uemura, I like—"

"bump!"

This time it was a table, and a table fell directly on Ai-chan, hitting Ai-chan on the ground again.

"Ai-chan—" Mrs. Yubihama looked worried.

In the TV series, the table that was pressing on Ai-chan moved, and then a hand stretched out from below, and Ai-chan's almost broken body crawled out from under the table, then staggered and tried to get up again.

"Ai-chan, Ai-chan, come on. Come on, Ai-chan!" Mrs. Yubihama encouraged Ai-chan to come on.

Finally, under the encouragement of Mrs. Yubihama, Ai-chan stood up, staggered, and wanted to shout again: "Mr. Uemura, I like——"

"puff!"

It was another falling object, this time it was not a big thing, but a small thing, a kitchen knife fell directly from the sky and stuck in Ai Jiang's forehead.

Snapped!This time Ai-chan fell to the ground again, but this time, she finally stopped struggling to get up.

Seeing this, Hasegawa breathed a sigh of relief, this Ai Jiang finally didn't have to be smashed anymore.

The seemingly gentle and gentle Mr. Uemura finally appeared at this time. Looking at Ai-chan who was lying in a pool of blood, he yelled: "Ai-chan", and then ran downstairs, crying bitterly while hugging Ai-chan's body.No, it's not a corpse, at least it's not dead yet, because after Ai-chan moved her fingers, she opened her eyes and looked at Mr. Uemura who was holding her, with a happy smile on her face: "Mr. Uemura, I like—— "

puff!

A pot of cactus fell from the sky and hit Ai Jiang directly on the face.

"Love Sauce!!!"

……

Hasegawa couldn't bear to watch it, the plot was arranged, he didn't even know how to complain.

"Whoa, Hasegawa-kun, do you think Ai-chan is too pitiful." Mrs. Yuigahama cried like a tearful person.

"Yes, yes, it's too, too pitiful." Hasegawa nodded vigorously, and he absolutely couldn't refute this point.

"But Ai-chan is very strong. Even after going through so many terrible things, she is still so brave. This is why I like Ai-chan." Mrs. Yubihama said again.

"Yes, yes, it's too strong." Hasegawa nodded heavily. If this kind of plot is not strong, he will definitely not have the courage to live. Maybe he can't help but commit suicide within three episodes.

Finally, this episode of "Brave Love Sauce" is over, Hasegawa couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.How can this be a romance drama? This is clearly "The Collision of the Immortal and Death".

Back in his room, Hasegawa sat in front of the computer, wanting to write his novel, but sitting in front of the computer, he couldn’t type a single word, because his head was full of immortal love sauce, super magical , Even if it is forced to write, write and write, the content is all biased towards Ai-chan.

Shaking his head fiercely, the screenwriter of the brave Ai-chan is simply a devil.

In the end, in order to dispel the shadow of Ai-chan, Hasegawa even directly opened the horror movie he was most afraid of on the Internet, trying to use the horror movie to dispel the shadow that Ai-chan had built up in his heart.

It's just that, he is so scared and doesn't want to watch the horror movie, but now it seems that he can't immerse himself in it at all, and he can't feel the emotion of fear at all. Even watching the heroine in the movie who bewitches ghosts, he has the heart to complain: "This The heroine is too bad, not even one percent of Ai-chan, if it is Ai-chan—"

Pa, Hasegawa couldn't help covering his face with his hands, the shadow of Ai-chan couldn't be dispelled at all.

……

"Junior Hasegawa, although you have broken through to the realm of a sword master, you still can't let go of the way of the sword. How long has it been since you came to the sword dojo?" Poison Island looked at Hasegawa with a bit of resentment.

"Uh, sorry, Bujima-senpai, I've been busy writing novels recently, so I don't have that much time."

"I know Hasegawa-san is writing a novel, but Hasegawa-san's kendo talent is so good, it would be a pity if I give up now, since I have already reached the highest level." Bujima Yako said regretfully.

"Sister Poujima, don't worry, I won't give up on kendo, but at the level of Juggernaut, I no longer need to practice every day like before. I meditate every day, and doing sword meditation once is almost enough," Hasegawa explained. road.

"Oh? Is that so? I misunderstood Junior Hasegawa."

"It's okay, after all, you don't know my situation. How about you, Busujima-senpai? How do you feel now?"

"Me? I don't feel very good." Bushima Yako said quietly.

"Huh? Bujima-senpai, are you okay?" Hasegawa asked a little worried.

"Hasegawa-senpai, I, I—forget it, it's nothing." Bushima Yako hesitated to speak, and finally shook his head.

"Is it really all right? Busushima-senpai doesn't have to hide from me at all, if anyone needs my help, you can speak up directly." Hasegawa asked worriedly looking at Busushima Yako like this.