Love Comes After Learning

She finally understood that the facial expressions, psychological hints and other skills she learned since she was a child, besides deceiving others...

And you can lie to yourself.

——No, it’s still impossible to deceive yourself or something, right?

The calmer the performance, the more intense the emotions that bounce back.

If it goes on like this, don't hurry up and find a place to be alone...

She put her slightly trembling fingertips into her palm, and after clenching them tightly, she let out a long breath, pinched her nose, and slowly opened her eyes. refrozen into ice.

She got up with her bag.

"Are you leaving now? Then I'll change the drinks to takeaway."

Asada turned around holding the tray.

Ai Hayasaka stared wide-eyed in vain, and stopped him in unconcealed astonishment.

"Wait, wait a minute, you didn't go back..."

Asada stopped in his tracks, turned his head halfway, frowned and thought for a while, "Settings for Athletic Boys" got up again, showing a shy and hearty smile.

"Ahaha, senior didn't let me go, how could I go first? It's so impolite."

"... Then I let you go?"

Asada's face was expressionless for a moment, and he took a decisive step.

"Then I'll go on my own, and I won't send it off."

However, at the next moment, she strode forward and tightly grasped the corner of her clothes.

The two stopped in place, and the time in the corner seemed to slow down.

Taking a deep breath, letting courage well up in her chest, Hayasaka Ai was more nervous than ever, but still pretended to be calm and whispered.

"...You, if you have nothing to do next, go shopping with me."

"..."

Asada looked down slightly, and looked at her with her head hanging down beside her, her blond hair and the base of her ears were completely dyed red.

Like a coward, his body was tense and stiff, and he never dared to look up at him.

The sound of the mask peeling off seemed to sound, but she pressed the corners of her lips tightly and said nothing.

Sighing helplessly to himself in his heart, Asada held the tray and looked forward.

"Then let's go, anyway, my plan for today was also disrupted by you, and I happened to go shopping with a senior who was not frank and withdrawn."

She suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and her whole body was relaxed, as if even her cold voice had a smile on it.

"You can shut up, my stupid junior."

"By the way, remember AA for the drink money."

"You're really good at deliberately annoying people... well, but it doesn't matter."

Ai Hayasaka raised her rosy face and said with a smile.

"Anyway, I have a lot of savings, so it's okay to take care of you."

"Your speech is the problem...

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I don't know when, the sun has set in the west.

Although there were still as many guests as the tide, they were not as lively as in the afternoon.

A video game arcade in a mall.

Asada walked out with a tired face, as if he had just experienced a big battle, his arms were hanging down limply, and he seemed to be trembling faintly.

On the contrary, Hayasaka Ai behind him was radiant, as if she had vented all the pressure, even though her expression was still so flat, her complexion was as refreshed as if she had been reborn.

"It's just a ghost..."

Asada sighed weakly, his feet dragging on the ground, and the feeling of the sweat on his body being dried by the cold air made him feel uncomfortable all over.

Ai Hayasaka patted his arms, which had become stronger after intense exercise, and spoke calmly.

"It's just thirty taiko masters. Not only do you play badly and you don't have the stamina, but you have the nerve to call others evil spirits?

If Momotaro was as weak as you, the real evil spirit would have eaten the old lady long ago. "

"Momotarou will definitely not be able to play [-] rounds of taiko drumming in a row, okay..."

Asada couldn't help but gritted his teeth hard, recalling what happened in the previous three and a half hours.

The mixed-race beautiful girl who looked like an ordinary high school student next to her asked him to accompany her for a stroll, but the first and last stops were video game halls, and she even booked one directly with a lot of money. The taiko master's machine is standing there playing drums from the beginning to the end, without moving.

If that's the case, then it's okay, at least it's better than going shopping around like a date, even if she was dragged to beat him together, Asada didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and enjoyed a rather happy time of play.

However, this kind of joy, which lasted for an hour, turned into torture, and the more painful it was, it was unbearable to recall.

Let me explain here that the so-called Taiko Master is an arcade music game that matches the music and beats the frame of the traditional Japanese musical instrument "Taiko" on the machine to play the correct rhythm.Usually you can play three songs in one round, and one song takes about two minutes. Counting the selection of songs and cutscenes, it takes about ten minutes for one round.

Sixty minutes is six innings and eighteen songs. The two of them held heavy drumsticks and played eighteen songs in a row, most of which were fast-paced songs from the Oriental series or Vocaloid.

If it were a professional drummer, he would probably feel sore if he kept beating like this with drum sticks that were twice as heavy as normal, right?

Not to mention that Asada did not train his arms in a targeted manner, and he only played music games occasionally when he was interested, so after playing non-stop for an hour, it is normal to feel that his hands are so painful that they are about to fail?

Even so, despite Hayasaka's sarcastic sarcasm and all kinds of hints that he is a weak chicken man, for the sake of face, he insisted on playing for another [-] minutes, until finally his fingers were so weak that he couldn't even hold the drum stick. After staying, he left sadly.

Without Asada, Ai Hayasaka seemed to be freed from the shackles. She directly locked on the highest difficulty. She took out a pair of hickory wood drum sticks from nowhere, and hit the drum surface with both hands, not only fast but also accurate. , it's too ruthless.

The clerk watched in horror, fearing that the machine would be broken just like that, and wanted to go up to persuade her, but was frightened by the cold and cruel look on her face.

"When the stress builds up to the point where even baths and videos of stamping machines crushing everything can't handle it, I'm here to beat the drums and let off steam."

Two hours later, as she said so, she casually threw the broken and charred drumsticks to the clerk who finally stood by, and turned her shoulders with a relaxed expression.

As if the terrible sound of bone breaking sounded, Hayasaka Ai squinted her eyes with great comfort, as if she had lost a burden of hundreds of catties.

Asada Shinichi was so shocked that his face was expressionless. The monster's physical strength that lasted for three hours and the pressure accumulated from being a maid in the Shinomiya's house completely changed his view of the slender and petite blond maid in front of him.

——This guy must be a ghost hybrid from somewhere, right?

Do you have to have this kind of monster-like strength to be a maid in the Shinomiya family? !

Fortunately, after interrupting a pair of drum sticks, Hayasaka Ai seemed to be satisfied, or realized that it was getting late, so she took Asada and left the video game hall. After drinking the coffee, she bought him a Can of sports drink.

The two drank drinks side by side and headed towards the entrance of the mall.

"By the way, do you want me to give you a massage? The Shinomiya family has a unique massage technique, which can quickly recover from fatigue."

Hayasaka tilted his head slightly and poked his arm expressionlessly.

Asada shook his head decisively and refused: "No need."

Sore arms can be tolerated, but the shame of being massaged by girls in public is unbearable.

"Really?" Hayasaka looked at his fingers as white as jade, and couldn't help sighing.

"You don't want a professional JK maid to serve you, you're really famous."

"Don't speak yellow accent as if nothing happened."

"Just don't think about it." Curling the corners of her mouth triumphantly, hiding her shallow smile behind the mouth of her cup, she said softly, "... impolite and lustful junior."

Suddenly, Hayasaka Ai stopped in her tracks.

"Come here, it's time for me to carry out my mission."

The moment the door of the shopping mall was opened, a gust of hot air blew in from outside, sticking to the skin that was used to the cold air, instead bringing a sense of warmth and comfort.

A faint golden light shines in the sky, the setting sun is not strong, and the evening sky is like ink soaking the paper surface, and it begins to gradually turn into night.

Her bright golden hair flashed past her eyes, and Ai Hayasaka turned her head to look at him with a calm and smiling expression.

"Thank you very much today. It doesn't matter if you are sympathetic or just a beautiful girl. I am really happy to be able to come back to me at that time."

"..." Surprised by her frankness at the moment, Asada scratched his neck, avoided her gaze and looked elsewhere, and spoke casually.

"Don't worry about it, I'm just paying you back, the fireworks and senior sister Shinomiya bothered you, and I had a good time just now... Anyway, we don't owe anyone anymore now. .”

"Hmph, why don't you use the setting of that shy boy?" Hayasaka snorted mockingly.

"Aren't you the same, what about the image of a cold maid?" Asada sarcastically returned.

"I'm not working now." Ai Hayasaka turned around, frowned and thought about him.

"But you've already said that, so let me think of a special image setting for Asada..."

"No, don't bother..."

Before he finished speaking, Hayasaka Ai stretched out a finger, pressed the fingertips hard on his lips, and slowly retracted it.

"It's decided, so be it."

Putting that finger on the two pink and soft lips, Hayasaka Ai put one hand behind her back, leaned her upper body forward, blinked her eyes playfully, her pretty face seemed to be reddened by the sunset.

"The little devil senior sister who likes to tease my juniors, although she has an ever-changing personality, is hypocritical and doesn't tell the truth, but she can only be frank in front of her juniors, her nature is actually pure and shy...

Now, how about this setup?Like it? "

Shinichi Asada was stunned for a while, and subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to cover his mouth, but he thought it would be unmanly to do so, so he turned his body sideways and continued to look at the sky. After a long silence, he sighed lightly.

"...To be honest, it's quite exciting."

Ai Hayasaka raised her eyebrows slightly.

"But even now, aren't you telling the truth?"

Ai Hayasaka smiled with satisfaction, and stood side by side with him, admiring the busy scenery outside the department store.

The street lights were dimly lit, and the bustle and bustle at night seemed to be kicking off.

she said so softly.

"...After all, here, if we don't wear a disguise, we can't live in peace."

It's different if you're alone.

However, Ai Hayasaka doesn't want to be alone with Shinichi Asada, at least not for too long.