Love Comes After Learning

"Sorry... a lot of times, I would rather be a fool, just like Yotsuba."

"Ahaha..." Even though she was laughing dryly, Kazuka's expression was a little gentler than before. She made two rabbit ears on her head with her hands, and turned her head to Asada and curled the corners of her mouth, "Don't look at Yotsuba's simplicity and Cute, she is the most delicate mind among the few of us, isn't she? Many times, she can sense our troubles, and then rushes to comfort us at the most appropriate time!"

Asada also showed a smile. He knew that Yotsuba was like a light source that illuminated the road ahead for others when they were in deep darkness.

This kind of ability cannot be envied, because only her smile and vitality can step into the hearts of others without hindrance, and encourage them in that clumsy and direct way.

This is a feat that only she can do.

"...What should I do to prepare for the audition?"

Asada spoke suddenly, his tone was as flat as chatting, and he didn't look at Kazuka, but slowly shifted his quiet gaze in the dark high-rise buildings in the distance.

Yihua first glanced at him suspiciously, then looked up at the sky, pondered for a moment, and then said softly.

"If the director gave the script first, it would take a while to read through the script, and then try to figure out what kind of emotion is most suitable for the role you want... No, many times, you can choose whatever role the director asks you to play. I have to play it for him, so adapting to the situation is also very important..."

"Well, so you usually have to hone your acting skills?" After taking a sip of apple juice, his voice seemed far away but actually near, piercing into his ears like cotton thread.

The corners of the normally raised mouth gradually turned into a weary droop, and Yihua sighed.

"Yeah, I've been practicing, imitating, and groping, but I haven't made any progress, and I've been scolded all the time in the acting courses... Obviously the president has spent so much to train me, but there is still little effect. I wonder if I have the talent for acting..."

Maybe I'm self-righteous, too arrogant...

Hiding her self-pity in her throat, she pursed her lips and picked up the coffee can. The warm body of the can slightly relieved the depression in her heart.

That's it... After a faint reply attached to the end of the sentence, Asada continued.

"An audition for a big movie lately?"

"It's not too big, but it's a character with a name and surname who can appear on the screen for more than a minute." She smiled habitually, but there was no happy emotion emerging, "To be honest, compared to nervousness, now A little bit more scared, right? Afraid that I won’t be able to meet the president’s expectations, and also afraid that I’ll be scolded for nothing in the audition.”

While answering the conversation, Asada slowly leaned back, his back was supported by the stone steps, although it was a little uncomfortable, but he could lie down anyway, allowing more sky to be seen.

The wind is very quiet, so quiet that the voice is clear.

"Afraid of not being able to do it? Isn't that the reason why you dare not tell the sisters?"

He was lying down, but Yihua hugged her legs, curled up forward, and smiled faintly at the dark and solid ground.

"After all, I'm an older sister. As an older sister, I can't let my younger sisters see how embarrassing I am when I struggle and fail."

Be sure to wait for success, proudly announce that you are an official actor, and let them say "Yihua is so powerful" in surprise and admiration, instead of frowning and worrying, comforting yourself.

Before that, no matter how much fatigue and loss there is, it must be concealed, and the slightest bit cannot be revealed, otherwise, the tacit understanding between the five of them will definitely be exposed in a short time.

Exhaling lightly, she suddenly turned her head to look at Asada, as if she had returned to her usual self, with a narrow smile.

"Asada-san, are you trying to enlighten me now? Are you doing this as the chairman of the committee, or as a friend?"

"..."

Asada didn't reply, Ikka shrugged like this, the smile didn't disappear.

Obviously originally they wanted to negotiate with Asada about the actor's work, but at some point, it became a heart-to-heart talk session where she said and he should. This wonderful change made Yihua feel a little awkward.

After all, she knew that Fumino Furuhashi liked Asada, and also found that the atmosphere between Sanjiu and him was somewhat ambiguous; now she was here alone with him, chatting with him about the inner thoughts that she hadn't told her family, this feeling...

It seems a little guilty, but also a little exciting!

But it was just an ordinary chat, and the two of them rarely even had eye contact, so how could there be any strange feelings?

That's why she dared to joke so brazenly.

"If the consolation is good, maybe you can get a lot of favorability from sister Yihua? Do you want to try to attack me?"

She knew that in this atmosphere, the other party would never give a positive answer, and the most likely thing was to just ignore it.

Based on her observation of Asada Shinichi, this conclusion can be drawn.

Saying this is just a willful desire to get the pleasure of relieving tension and worry from this kind of ridicule.

For the temporary courses that are waiting for you, you must devote yourself to taking them with all your strength, and you must not have any negative emotions.

Ikka smiled at Asada just like that, waiting for his reaction.

Unexpectedly, Asada just closed his eyes and said calmly.

"I don't know what you have experienced, I don't know the pain you have endured. If you comfort and enlighten me casually, it will make you even more unhappy?"

Just like he doesn't want others to comment on his experience.So when Sanjiu didn't show any comfort or pity after listening to his past, Asada was very grateful to Sanjiu.

Appropriate timing, appropriate distance, this is true tenderness.

In this regard, he thought Yihua might be the same.

Receiving an unexpected answer, Yihua first opened her eyes slightly in a daze, and then chuckled in admiration.

"Haha... As expected of Asada-san."

Asada didn't feel complacent, lying on the stone steps, as if about to fall asleep, with a calm and lazy voice.

"I won't tell you about being brave, nor about being strong; I won't tell you about dreams, let alone about the future."

"I'll just sit with you for a while to make you feel better."

"This is my duty as the chairman of the committee. After I feel better, I will complete the temporary course and complete the accounting affairs that I haven't done yet... If you can do it, you can treat me like a stone sculpture now. How much do you complain? , It doesn’t matter how much you complain, just treat it as talking to yourself.”

Asada smiled slightly, because he closed his eyes, so he couldn't see the attention saluted by passers-by, nor could he see Yihua's expression at the moment.

Spiritual mentor and spiritual trash can are similar positions. Since he has been Ogata's spiritual mentor, why not be Kazuka's spiritual trash can?

What he has been doing, and has been willing to do, is this self-satisfying behavior.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Yihua's voice rang in his ears again.

This time, there was no gentleness, no seductive maturity, just like a little girl who was very dissatisfied with everything, she began to complain angrily.

"Tell me, why didn't you pass this audition! I've obviously acted very well..."

"Why did she get this role? Obviously, other people's acting skills are better than hers, there must be something inside..."

"I don't want to smile so stiffly! But if you don't teach me well, you just blame me for not doing well. No matter how beautiful your smile is, you will make me rotten, okay..."

"That's right, uncle, we don't have a date! Don't keep looking at me like that, and don't hint at me, it's really disgusting, old man, be careful, I'll tell Er Nai to kick your balls!"

Although some contents were obviously explosive and made people want to complain, Asada was always like a stone sculpture, lying beside her, closing his eyes and smiling while listening to her pouring bitter water continuously.

The interaction was finally over when the car to pick her up finally arrived and a middle-aged man with a mustache asked her to get in the car.

"Phew... It turns out that having a friend who is willing to listen to what's in your heart is such a pleasant and relaxing thing!"

"Thank you very much today, Shinichi-kun. I will try my best to complete the accounting work when I go back. If there is something I don't understand, please be careful and help my sister~"

"See you tomorrow~"

Hearing her high-spirited and playful tone gradually fade away, and the roar of the car's engine also disappeared in front of him, Asada couldn't help but smile a little more naturally, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"You're welcome."

... After all, this feeling is not bad.

Looking at the sky that seemed to light up a little bit of night, he murmured

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On the tram back home, Asada compiled two messages on her mobile phone and sent them to Ichika and Yotsuba respectively.

It is the guidance on the job of the forest school.

Remember the question he asked those five people at the entrance of the mall?At that time, he wrote down the troubles of Yihua and Clover, and thought about how to make them familiar with this job faster in his spare time.

For Yihua, not only learned from Ishigami's accountant, Asada also checked some information on the Internet, and compiled a set of simple accounting methods for her.

For Yotsuba, tomorrow he will refer to the library's filing model, label all the materials with serial labels, and sort out a comparison table, so that she can know which materials should be sent to which office and which materials should be received. Which cabinet or something.

Thinking about it this way, there are quite a lot of things to do... although it has always been like this.

Thinking that there are still a bunch of official affairs waiting for him to deal with, Asada couldn't help showing a wry smile.

But before that...

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"Son, what's going on with this pile of books?"

"Learning materials."

"You told me that dating magazines, women's psychological dialysis, heterosexual relationship management, white papers on becoming a popular man, these messy things are learning materials?

Damn it, do you dare to light up the D slot? "

"Why not? I haven't downloaded any weird videos."

"What about browsing history?"

"Clean regularly."

"What about the electronic bookmark?"

"Keep it in mind."

"Tsk, you're ruthless!"

"..."

Speechlessly glanced at his mother who was biting her nails unwillingly, Shinichi Asada was about to go upstairs with a stack of books in his arms.

At this time, Asada Kazumi called him again.

"Hey, wait a minute, tell mom, is the date going well today?"

Facing the other party's winking and ambiguous eyes, Asada replied calmly.

"It's not a date. One part of it doesn't go well, but it will be fine later."

Saying this, he suddenly had a thought—if it was the mother who fascinated thousands of young men and finally planted herself on the cow dung, who was called a never-fading flower (by herself) in the last Showa era, she should be able to give her a gift. He has some suggestions.

So, he couldn't help but ask.

"If... I mean, if, mom, when you are not ready to fall in love, suddenly someone of your age wants to give you a piece of clothing, what will you do?"

Asada Kazumi raised her eyebrows in surprise, as if she understood something, but instead of asking immediately, she half-closed her eyes and thought for a while.