Love Comes After Learning

Old-fashioned, the little girl is holding her mother's hand.

It is customary for girls to hold girls' hands.

Sighing, the little boy took his mother's hand.

And the latest is...

The young man firmly held his hand, glared at him slightly complaining, and then stood in front of her, pulling her desperately through the crowd of people.

(If everyone is worried about me, everyone...you are one of them, right? Asada-san.)

After all, she said it too—even the "idiot" knows what is going on in Asada-san's mind.

His eyes were half down, his palms were clenched into fists, and the palms were a little warm.

Clover suddenly chuckled.

"... Hearing what you said, I am now just like that little boy who got lost!"

Asada said casually: "Yes, so please be more mature and stop running around."

Before he finished speaking, a pulling force suddenly came from behind.

Asada looked back in surprise, but saw Yotsuba pinching the corner of her clothes, raising her head slightly, and looking at him.

Her face was as light red as if she had just exercised, and she was also smiling, but she didn't have the usual heartless, bright as light feeling.

Just a little embarrassed, like hiding something, a small chuckle bloomed on his face.

"Then, in order not to get lost, please ask Asada-san to help me!"

Asada froze for a moment, pursing his lips.

"We're almost at our destination. You're just talking about this now? Why don't you just do a [-]-meter sprint and knock everyone in front of you into the air faster?"

"Hey hey, what's the matter~ If you help me this time, I will help you next time! This is equivalent exchange!"

"Tsk, you actually want to use this method to bribe me and let me relieve you of your work? I didn't expect you to be this kind of Yotsuba."

"It's not—"

Pursing her mouth and complaining, Yotsuba returned to the original Nakano Yotsuba, still such a cheerful and energetic idiot.

But at this moment, she shook her head and sighed inwardly.

... Sure enough, it was still seen.

The appearance that she doesn't want to be seen by others is not suitable for her.

The words of consolation are also the reaction of no doubt when hearing "The Lost Little Boy". Didn't Asada-san see it clearly?

Like me, it's really not a good lying technique at all!I found out right away!

Oops, Asada-san is really a headache~

only……

The hands holding the corners of the clothes were tightened, shrunk behind Asada's not-so-large back, Yotsuba was talking to him as if nothing had happened, with a smile hanging on his face as if it had never disappeared.

That face, however, seemed to be dyed with the gentlest sunset color, with a hazy and delicate blush.

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By the way, when the two and four got together, they were all scolded by Nino.

In retaliation, Asada grabs Yotsuba's ribbon and shakes her head left and right four times

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After gathering, they changed floors, and the six of them filed into a Japanese national brand chain store that mainly focuses on daily necessities.

The five girls habitually walked in separately as soon as they entered the store, but under Asada's wide-eyed and terrifying gaze, they had to gather together with a guilty face. Instead, Asada led them and began to sweep and shop at an extremely fast speed. Everything on the list.

"First of all, classmate Yihua, take the note over there for me."

"Okay~ Is this it?"

"Yes. Nino, stop! The second shelf on your left, the second marker from the left, take that."

"It's disgusting to be so detailed! What's wrong!?"

"It's not bad, I just find that pen pleasing to the eye."

"……Give you!"

"Thank you, and then don't throw it away. The next thing... Sanjiu, that—"

"Is this it? You were just looking at it."

"That's right, but thank you for knowing that I'm looking at the third stapler in the third cabinet on the third shelf..."

"It's just...just discovered."

"All in all, thank you—bad! Yotsuba, sprint four meters in front of the right, and snatch the last multi-function folder!"

"Deling! Ha-ho! I'm back, mission accomplished!"

"Good job, but I won't touch your head, please put your head back."

"Don't you even have the most basic salary?! Asada-san, this black-hearted boss!"

"Take out your contract and let's talk about it...Mayue, is there anything left to buy?"

"Hmm... stock up on snacks?"

"..."

"Wait, Asada-kun, please don't look at me with that impolite look! I didn't decide this list alone! Also, I'm really not a foodie!"

"Ah... well, okay, I see."

"Super obvious perfunctory?! Goo..."

Ignoring May who was staring at him dissatisfiedly with his mouth puffed up, Asada clapped his hands and said to the other four.

"Okay, from now on, let's buy what you want separately, including snacks! As long as you can find a reason to reimburse the bill with public funds, and the price is not too exaggerated, the school will not be able to trouble us, you can buy whatever you want!"

"Oh--!"

After cheering with everyone, Yihua became a little worried: "However, is it really okay to cheat the school funds so openly..."

Asada, who was about to turn around and leave, turned his head and said strangely when he heard what she said.

"What's wrong? If schools were to care about such a small amount of money, then the funds of most associations would have been cut by [-]% or [-]%. Anyway, you wouldn't buy things randomly, would you?"

"Ahaha, I'm flattered that you trust us so much..." Yihua smiled wryly, scratching her cheek with her finger, "If that's the case, I really don't know what to buy."

Asada thought for a while, and suggested:

"Didn't you say you want a sleeping pillow? It's too high-end, but the price of a general nap pillow is not too expensive. As long as you write a valid reason when reporting the bill, it's okay to buy one."

"Eh?" Yihua's eyes widened slightly, her smile disappeared for a moment, and she looked at him in amazement, "Do you remember? I was just joking..."

Asada turned his head back, walked towards the shelf on the other side, and waved his hands as a farewell.

"Whether you're kidding or not, just take what you want and go shopping. Remember to gather at the checkout counter in fifteen minutes, and then I will hand over the product consolidation and price summary to you, Yihua accountant."

Yihua watched him leave his sight like this, murmured in a dazed manner, her expression still a bit unresponsive.

"Whatever you want, just go and get it..."

After a while, she half-covered her mouth and burst out laughing.

"Pfft ha ha ha, Asada-san is really interesting ~ and Ichika Accountant or something, this title is too unreal, isn't it? It's strange enough..."

After laughing in a low voice for a while, she looked around and found that everyone else was spreading out and heading towards the shelves they wanted to browse. Only she was standing there, shrugging her shoulders, picking a random direction and walking briskly.

"That's what Asada-san said, buy a pillow and go home~"

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Shinichi Asada squatted down and carefully looked at the cup holder in front of him.

There are only disposable paper cups in the forestry committee meeting room. For environmental protection and hygiene considerations, if you want to drink tea, you need a cup of your own. Now that there are public funds that can be embezzled openly, Asada will not bring it from home and plan to buy it directly. A new one is used.

He has already chosen which material and shape of the teacup to choose, and now he is choosing the color.

Shakespeare once said, black or white, that is the question.

The most important thing in choosing something is to use it smoothly and look pleasing to the eye, and when the teacup is also easy to handle, these two colors Asada are both pleasing to the eye, so it is difficult to choose.

"Which one is better..."

"Black, suitable for Shinichi."

At some point, Sanjiu squatted beside him, staring at the black teacup seriously, and quickly came to a conclusion.

Asada was stunned, and blurted out a question: "Why is it black? Is it because it is resistant to dirt? By the way, when did you come here?"

"Just now, Shinichi chose very attentively." Sanjiu replied lightly, with a soft and steady voice, "I also think black and white are both suitable for you...but if you really want to choose..."

She picked up the black teacup, turned her head, and stared at Asada with quiet and deep blue eyes without blinking, as if she didn't think about anything, and it seemed as if all her thoughts had sunk into her heart and could not be expressed by her eyes.

After a while, she stretched out her small hand, picked up the teacup and handed it to him.

"I still think black is the color that best matches Shinichi."

"Oh..." Asada accepted the teacup unresponsively, held it in his hand for a moment, and then asked, "Why isn't it white? Is it because of my black heart? Or is it because of my hair?"

"neither."

Sanjiu shook her head, her petite fingers hugged the hair on her forehead behind her ears, she lowered her eyes slightly, and said softly.

"Because... black is the strongest and most tolerant color."

It is not easy to be changed by others, but the people who get along with him are easily changed.

Draw a clear line with others, but unknowingly makes people want to get closer to him.

It's like closing your eyelids and it will appear in your mind. It can be remembered at any time.

Nakano Sanjiu believes that the most suitable color for him is black.

White's words can't express his efforts and intentions that are always silent.

"and also……"

——Now, he is beside him, and there is no one in the way nearby.