My Ending Can't Be Hit by a Hatchet

Of course, I couldn't help being envious of the treatment of my friend Taisuke and his back seat Touma Kazusa. When the roll call was called, the teacher skipped it without hearing the two of them coming home.

As for Taisuke, he fell asleep until the noon lunch break, until the hunger in his stomach woke him up.

He rubbed his growling stomach, turned his head to look at the classroom where there were not many people, and took out his phone to check the time on it.

Then he turned his head and glanced behind him, his gaze paused slightly, and he saw that Touma Kazusa's schoolbag was already on the table, but the figure of the girl was not in the classroom.

But of course Taisuke knew where Touma Kazusa would be, so he took out two lunch boxes from his desk.

This is a bento made with the leftover ingredients at Touma Hesa's house after the day before yesterday, one for him and one for Touma and Sa.

Holding the two lunch boxes in his hand, Taisuke sent text messages to tell Yukina and Yanye that they could not have lunch with them, and walked towards the first music room of the West Teaching Building.

Just as he reached the stairs, Taisuke heard the sound of the piano coming from the music room.

It's just that even though Taisuke is not a professional musician, even with his amateur level, he can hear the complex emotions, irritability and hesitation in the piano sound.

Standing at the door of the first music room, Taisuke took a deep breath, took out the key from his pocket, and opened the door of this music room.

Gently pushing open the door, Taisuke walked into the first music room.

Sure enough, the first thing he saw was a beautiful girl with smooth and long hair hanging like a waterfall, sitting in front of the piano, her fingers flying like flying, the black and white keys were jumping, and musical notes were flying in the air .

Taisuke didn't say anything to disturb the girl's playing, he just silently closed the door behind him, and then walked to Touma Kazusa's side.

But as he got closer, Taisuke could feel that the rhythm of the piano echoing in the music room began to become faster and faster.

And when Taisuke walked to Touma Kazusa's side, the girl had completely lost control of the rhythm.

Because, her heart at this time has become more and more chaotic with the approach of the boy standing behind her.

Until the end, Touma and Sa slapped the keys fiercely with ten fingers, and then put their palms on the piano weakly.

She closed her eyes so that her complicated and flustered emotions would not flow out of her eyes.

"Why did you come here?"

The girl's voice still sounded really cold, but Taisuke could hear the panic hidden underneath.

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pS: I need to revise the chapters of my extra episode, I said that I said the line, so I won’t write the extra episode of the Holy Cock War, because I don’t know how to revise it...or, change it That's not what I want to write.

Chapter 79 When I make a shot, I will definitely NTR my only best friend

"Bring you a lunch box."

Taisuke raised the bento in his hand to Touma Kazusa who had stopped playing, and then put one of them beside the piano.

"When I made breakfast in the morning, I made it with the leftover ingredients."

Looking at the bento in front of him, a complex look flashed in Touma Hesha's eyes.

Ever since her mother left Japan for Vienna, Touma Kazusa didn't know how long she hadn't had breakfast made at home when she woke up.

And just today, when she heard the sound of Taisuke closing the door downstairs, she went downstairs.

Then on the table, I saw a scene that hadn't appeared in that cold and dead home for a long time.

When she saw the steaming breakfast on the table and the note next to it, Touma Hesha still clearly remembered that a warm current flowed through her heart at that time, and warm liquid flowed from her eyes. Down.

At this time, Touma and Sasha stared blankly at the bento placed in front of her, not knowing how complicated their inner emotions were.

She stretched out her hand, but just when her fingers touched the bento, she trembled slightly.

Taisuke Zeyong is a handsome person. When Touma and Sakoichi were still in the music department, they often heard the girls in their class talk about him.

Taisuke Zeyong is an excellent student. Although Touma and Sa don't care about studying and are indulging in her own piano world, she still takes a look at the bulletin board in the lobby on the first floor of the teaching building. The name at the top of the same grade will always be Taisuke Sawanaga.

Taisuke Zeyong is a sunny and gentle person, which Touma and Sasa realized at the beginning of this year.When everyone is excluding her, only he will not care about her cold and aggressive character, tell her what happened in class, remind her, and help her when she is unable to do the test.

However, such a handsome, gentle and excellent boy is not her boyfriend, but the boyfriend of her only friend since entering high school.

She likes him, and Touma Kazusa likes Zeyong Taisuke. Even though Touma Kazusa tried to avoid ignoring him at first, it really exists.

Until the day before yesterday, she was picked on by her friend Ogiso Yukina during the co-sleeping, and she had to face this reality.

but......

Touma Kazusa closed her eyes, not knowing what to do.

She likes Ze Yong Taisuke very much, sometimes when she can't fall asleep even though she is lying on the table, she likes to raise her head quietly, and quietly observe the boy sitting in front of her through the gap between her head and arms.

When Taisuke Zeyong was playing and laughing with his classmates, although she didn't participate in it, but when she saw the bright sunshine, she would feel warm just by looking at the smiling face, and she would feel her mood start to soar stand up.

However, Touma Kazusa felt his heart start to twitch and twitch, such an excellent boy did not belong to him.

"What's the matter, Hesha?"

Seeing Touma Kazusa's hands froze in mid-air, Taisuke who had already sat down and opened his lunch box asked puzzledly.

"It's nothing."

Touma Kazusa lowered her eyelids, covering the complex emotions in her eyes, grabbed the bento and put it on her knees.

Gently opening the bento, Dongma Hesha saw that the dishes inside were very simple, just a few very ordinary home-cooked dishes.