Can't You Skip Dating? / Can't You Just Like the Body?

"Actually, I don't quite understand." Rita raised her quiet finger and smiled mysteriously, "Because I don't know, is this a girl's secret or a maid's job?"

"If you have something to say, don't be mysterious."

"No, the mystery of a girl is very important, right?"

……

Ten o'clock wasn't too late, and Qi Hai didn't even think about taking a taxi, but hurried to the station while planning to go back and have some supper in his mind.

When passing a corner, I suddenly saw a figure rushing towards the wind.

Qi Hai responded quickly, and the figure's response was also very fast. Even if the distance was not far, the two managed to avoid each other.

In the moment of passing by, Nanami saw a beautiful short blond hair and an expensive-looking white dress.

"I'm in a hurry! I'm sorry! I'll treat you to a crepe next time we meet!"

Nanami turned his head and saw that the petite girl turned her head halfway, waving a cane that should be used to support her walking, dashing at the speed of a [-]-meter sprint, and then disappeared into the next corner.

Strange girl, is she a student from a high school nearby?

Nanami didn't care about the collision that happened just now, and quickly left the strange girl behind, and continued to rush on the road, deciding on the content of today's supper.

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

The next day was the first day of November, and it was also the annual school festival of the high school affiliated to Suimei University of the Arts, where Nanami was located.

Because it is a high school affiliated to the University of the Arts, and the school festival is open to the public, it is a good opportunity to showcase the school's artistic achievements. Therefore, the scale of Suimei's school festival is grand, and it lasts for a week.

Sakurasou's game theater is on the fifth day, which means they still have four days to complete the game.

...yes, their game isn't over yet, and they're currently bouncing on the dead end.Although the live command practiced by Nanami lasted until the end of the game two days ago, it actually skipped the last battle.

Pressing the dead line sounds lazy, but it's not that simple. Whether it's painting, writing novels or playing games, time is hard to use.

Take writing a novel for example.

First of all, writing a novel is not like a typewriter, it is not like sitting there and you can start right away, but you need to think about today's water... write something, even if you know what to write today, you are turning a general plot development into a detailed paragraph In the process, there are many things to do.

For example, open a bottle of drink, watch the video while drinking, chat with the line, find the song you want to listen to, hang up the game and wait to pee...

Oh no, I'm talking about how to figure out how to cut into or start this plot, such as how to describe the scenery and how to be artistic, and how to fill in the psychological activities from the perspective of the characters, so that readers can be introduced into the plot to be unfolded.

There is another state problem involved here. The burst of inspiration when you hit the G-spot is completely different from the fact that you slowly enter a state where you can use it.

Well, please forget about drinking water and other urine and fishing during this period.

After that, if it is interaction, it is obvious that some dry and meaningless dialogue should be avoided. On this basis, you want to die, but you are struggling with how to interact to make it interesting, which can show two or more interesting souls.

How to intersperse psychological descriptions, atmosphere descriptions, and some narrative explanations during the dialogue, so that readers can see more clearly.

If it is a battle, it is how the knife should be stabbed, what kind of momentum it should have, what special effects, etc...

Don't worry about why there are so few examples of battles. All in all, after thinking and pondering sentence by sentence, the time is always not enough when the mind becomes blank again in the next paragraph.

Until the potential is forced from the dead line, it is better to enter the state.

...and get rid of various desires such as watching video, chatting, listening to songs, playing games, falling in love, etc., and even resisting the instinctive temptation to eat and sleep, and gain more effective time.

For example, the people of Sakura Village who are frantically squeezing themselves.

Since the game has not yet been completed, in the first few days of this dead line, everyone in Sakura Village was also in awe. For example, in the "Chocolate Banana Coffee Shop" opened by the class, they were wearing waiter uniforms and wearing thick clothes. Sorata is on duty with dark circles, mechanically making chocolate bananas, and saying "Welcome" and "Thank you for your patronage" without emotion.

My friend Miyahara Daichi finished distributing flyers on campus, and when he came back, he was frightened by the ghostly appearance of Sorata.

"Hey! You look like a dead fish eye that's been exposed to the sun to the point of rotting! Cheer up!"

Kong Tai was mechanically making bananas, staring blankly ahead: "Niao Bolong hasn't finished yet, so he's been working all night... Thank you for your patronage—and the work at the chocolate shop... Welcome—"

When Miyahara Dadi tried to put a banana into Sorata's mouth to give him some nutrients necessary for survival, the curtain behind the counter was pulled open.

Nanami came out with a maid outfit as a female waiter uniform, and said with a strange expression: "No, I probably can't wear this outfit for work."

When he saw Nanami, Miyahara blushed slightly nervously.

Kongtai turned his head mechanically, and said in a dull voice, "Ah, why, haven't you been specially trained? You should be more comfortable with this kind of clothes."

"Aha, it's because I'm too used to it..."

It will be impossible to get out of the state, and it will scare you and the guests.

Nanami didn't say the second half of the sentence.

And in addition to this reason, there is a feeling of reluctance in it.

It is indeed a maid's job to entertain guests, but it should not be entertained by everyone. The guests of the school festival are not Mr. Ogihara's guests.

It doesn't mean to look down on it, but I just don't want to do this as a maid, even if the maid outfit is completely different from my own.

Nanami suddenly thought of something, and withdrew to the changing room behind the counter, leaving Sorata and Miyahara looking at each other, not knowing what was going on.

Soon, Nanami came out again.

She did change into her class coffee shop work clothes, but it was the boys' outfit.

Qi Hai, who changed into men's clothes, lost some cuteness and softness, but added a neat heroic spirit, and even added a bit of vitality. She tidied up the corners of her clothes and asked the two of them, "How is it? It won't look too strange, will it?"

"Ah, um, no!" Miyahara panicked for a moment, and then quickly commented, "It's very handsome!"

"He's handsome..."

Hearing this statement, Nanami was a little happy, thinking about whether to go back and show Ogihara Akira.

Speaking of which, the seasonal maid outfit should also be ordered. Would you like to order a deacon suit by the way?But this kind of customization cannot be counted in public expenses. If you spend your own money, with the level and charges of the shop that made the maid clothes, you may have to spend all your current savings...

... or not, it's too expensive.

And Mr. Ogihara hired a maid, not a deacon, um.

With the quality of thrift, or the psychology of not being able to adapt to such high personal expenses, Nanami used the last reason to persuade himself, and let go of the inexplicable desire to express.

She walked to the counter and said to Sorata, who was about to die suddenly, "Leave this to me, Kanda-kun, go to Niaobolong's preparation room."

Even Nanami didn't realize that there was actually an element of order in her tone. Maybe she said that the order was too much, but she skipped asking for advice and made a natural decision.

Even if it wasn't a maid outfit, but because she had just worn it, this men's overalls had the same service nature as it, so she got into a little bit of a state and began to focus on efficiency and rationalized staffing.

After all, when Hayasaka Ai was teaching, she also assumed the position of the head maid, which might involve personnel management.

Sorata let out an "oh" subconsciously, put down his work and wanted to leave, but after taking a half-step, he realized something was wrong: "Uh, wait, this is my job..."

Nanami picked up a banana and peeled it, and retorted naturally: "Now is not the time to worry about who the work belongs to, there is nothing I can do at Miao Bolong, but Kanda-kun can do a lot more, you shouldn't put it away. Time wasted here, hurry up."

"Ah...thank you."

After those words that seemed gentle, but left no room for doubt, Sorata walked out of the classroom.

Nanami finished making a chocolate banana skillfully, and found that Miyahara was still standing in front of the counter, and said casually, "It's hard to distribute the flyers, Miyahara-san, I remember your duty time is tomorrow, don't go and enjoy it. A school festival?"

"okay……"

Under the same gentle "arrangement", Miyahara Dadi walked out of the classroom and looked at the students in the corridor, the guests from outside the school, and the festive campus outside the window.

He turned around again and looked at Nanami who was smiling and talking with a guest in the class. He always felt an indescribable sense of estrangement, even Sorata was estranged.

Miyahara, who had been secretly in love with Qihai for a long time, said it was false to be unhappy when he found out about this kind of thing, but that estrangement made him completely unapproachable, even more difficult than before.

Around her, a seemingly gentle sword circle seemed to be erected. As long as she didn't get close, it wouldn't hurt anyone.

But once approached rashly, it will usher in the most severe counterattack.

……

There were quite a few guests at the school festival, but the projects in the class didn't have much to offer, and the number of guests was average.

After preparing a certain number of chocolate bananas, Nanami glanced at the class and confirmed that the only two tables of guests had not finished their coffee, and would not leave for the time being, so he subconsciously returned to his stand-by attitude, thinking about his recent worries.

Mr. Ogihara seems to be good at talking, and he is really good at talking, but there is a barrier around him that seems to be isolated from the world. When we first went to the supermarket to buy daily necessities, he had already noticed it.

The only time I felt that Mr. Ogihara removed that barrier was when he was drinking with Miss Yuko.

...No, not only that, when facing Miss Kasumigaoka, that barrier also became less obvious.

It's as if the two of them went out together that night, but didn't let them go, not only because they didn't want to reduce their sleep time, but also because they had some common secret.

That secret, as if everyone knew it, only I didn't know it.

You and Ogihara-san, Kasumigaoka-san, and Yuko-san are like standing in two worlds?

In the slow memory and thinking, after inexplicably having such a feeling, Nanami felt even more uncomfortable.

Even if Mr. Ogihara scratched his chin and touched his head that night, he had come so close, and he had taken the initiative to serve, but still nothing could be changed, so what should we do?

Nanami, who was immersed in thinking, did not notice how many waves of customers came to the door, and after looking at it, he left without seeming to be interested. Although he was aware of the departure of the guests in the store, he would say "Welcome next time" and say goodbye with a smile. The guest, and then cleaned up the table, but never got rid of his thoughts.

I didn't notice that in this kind of thinking, my expression and temperament were so quiet that I couldn't be disturbed, which led to the departure of the few waves of guests, which caused the classroom to be as quiet as her, isolated from the celebratory outside. two worlds.

Until a white figure appeared at the door.

"It looks delicious, why is it so deserted?"

The petite girl leaning on a cane walked into the classroom, looked at the prepared chocolate bananas, licked the corner of her mouth lightly with the tip of her tongue, and came to the conclusion after some examination: "This level, it can be stuffed, give it to me. one comes!"

Because the memory of the scene became last night, and the surprise at such a coincidence, Nanami finally broke away from the previous thinking, and found that the girl did not recognize him, and couldn't help but smiled and said: "What about my crepe? ?"

The petite girl leaning on a cane froze for a moment.

Qi Hai can easily recognize her because her characteristics are too distinctive, even if she can't see her face clearly at night, it doesn't matter, but compared to last night, Qi Hai changed her clothes, and even though she couldn't see her face clearly, she only relied on one Maroon ponytail, obviously unable to recognize anyone.

But after this sentence, of course she recognized it.

"So it's you? What a coincidence."

The petite girl stroked her chest with her right hand and nodded lightly in a salute: "My name is Yanyong Qinzi, I was rude last night, because I was looking for something and I was in a hurry to run."

This graceful etiquette caused Nanami to subconsciously return a salute according to the maid's norms, pulled out a banana and said, "It's okay, I'm Aoyama Nanami, welcome to our school festival."

The girl who claimed to be Kotoko Iwanaga didn't pick up the banana, but stared at Nanami with a little concern, looking left and right, and even leaned in to sniff it.

Qi Hai looked at her blankly: "You are..."

Yanyong Qinzi frowned and said uncertainly: "You seem to have a strange smell on your body... Have you encountered something recently?"

"Eh? Smell? Impossible, I took a shower last night, could it be on my clothes..."

This statement made Nanami a little messy, so he quickly raised his sleeves and smelled it, but he didn't smell anything. After all, today was the first day of the school festival, and even the uniform was new.