I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

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The corridors were empty, and the late night was eerily silent.

Outside the ward across the door.

All the conversations between several people were heard.

Arakawa Kotoyuki huddled up on the cold floor, completely burying her head in her chest, sobbing softly, her chest soaked with tears.

She held the high-end bento box in her arms to keep it warm, fearing that it would taste bad if it cooled down.

After working hard and losing everything, what I still want to achieve with my remaining perseverance is not an end, but just from a negative number to zero.

But the Arakawa Group's dream of overturning the verdict has not yet been completed.

Whether it's Yu Izumi or Kawaki Yoko, they all appeared out of nowhere like gophers.

When he and Wuma Jun squeezed into the one-bedroom apartment, they didn't know where they were, but now he has become the tail end of the crane.

If this continues, it will be too late.

Biting her cherry lips tightly, her amber eyes filled with mist, Arakawa Kotoyuki blocked her ears, not wanting to listen to the sounds inside.

this idiot...

Chapter 112 The Tram... Oceanographer

More than half a month has passed since the last incident.

The seasons pass, autumn passes quietly, and winter becomes stronger.

The voice of the telegraph operator on the Tsukuba Express train was gentle.

'The train is about to depart. Please pay attention to the door that is about to close. This station will open the door on the right. '

The sudden drop in temperature and abundant moisture covered the wires with a thin layer of hoarfrost.

As cold as the weather is a flawless girl.

The girl is holding a cup of hot tea while walking and drinking it, just like the heroine at the platform in winter, waiting for a rash boy to knock her down, and a youth comedy will happen.

Wuma Xingjin and Zhu Qianhe have been discharged from the hospital, and Kawaki Yoko still needs to rest for a while.

During this period of time, no outsiders entered the hospital, which was as big as the manor, except for Qian Qianying and intermediary Wada who came to visit, as if it was dedicated to serving Wuma Xingjin.

The doctor originally wanted Wu Ma Xingjin to continue his training for a month or two, but when he saw his recovery, he began to doubt whether his more than 20 years of medical practice was fake.

How can a person's body be able to completely heal a few ribs that were so badly broken in two or three weeks?If he hadn't been afraid of being chopped into pieces and fed to the fish by Kaguya from An Yi Temple, he would have wanted to take a closer look at Wu Ma Xingjin's body.

Sure enough, people’s physiques cannot be generalized.

Inadvertently, he walked next to the two girls and blocked the direction of the cold wind.

Thinking of the questions asked by the teacher in class, Wu Ma Xingjin found the topic and chatted with the girl next to him who was rubbing her face with her hands in an attempt to generate heat:

"Qin Xue, who do you want to be?"

"Huh? Me? I really haven't thought about this problem."

Confused by Wu Ma Xingjin's sudden question, Arakawa Kotoyuki stopped rubbing her face and put on furry cat claw gloves. Her beautiful amber eyes blinked, with the desire to be kissed at any time.

"Where's Mr. Wuma?"

"Unsurprisingly, it must be an oceanographer."

Yuan Qingxue on the side cast a bored look at Wuma Xingjin, seeing through his intention to bring the topic to herself.

Wuma Xingjin shrugged, having already expected that Yuan Qingxue would see through it.

The three of them swiped their cards and boarded the tram at Nanliushan Station. People coming and going were wrapped in thicker coats.

The minister also changed into his winter school uniform, but it was still very thin and pitiful.

Looking at Minister Yuan Qingxue's stockings, Wuma Xingjin sighed.

He knew that if he bought clothes for the minister, based on his reasoning ability, he would definitely be able to find a place where he bought them and get a refund. Even if the tags were removed, the money would be returned to him at the original price.

If the blanket I sent last time was not in the name of thanking you for your hard work during this period, I probably wouldn’t have accepted it.

Noticing that Wuma Xingjin's eyes had been lingering on the white stockings he had washed, Yuan Qingxue cautiously found a corner and let Arakawa Kotoyuki stand in front of him.

"Does the Wuma Bug like my legs that much? You are indeed a dangerous person."

"Have you ever read the Student Handbook of the Faculty of Arts?"

"No, what is that?"

"Does this really exist?"

Yuan Qingxue tore off a piece of paper to write and draw, then put it on his forehead to block his sight:

"There is now."

Take off the paper, there is only one simple message on it: [Don't peek at the minister's legs]

After folding it in half along the center line several times and putting it away, Wuma Xingjin shook his head and couldn't figure it out.

I have seen it so many times before, why did the minister suddenly not allow it this time?

Sometimes it becomes difficult to guess what the minister is thinking.

It is said that he came first in three auditions, so the Hachioji school director gave a lot of bonuses to the literature department.

Logically speaking, the minister has been able to save at least 50 yen since joining the ministry. This amount of money is more than enough to live on, and he should not be so strapped at all.

So where does this money go?

Wuma Xingjin never got an answer to this question.

Speaking of which, a lot has happened in the past half month or so.

The whole incident of the Hitachi Foundation shocked the entire upper class society. As the former president, Hisuki An'itji was sentenced to prison in just a few days, and he suddenly fell ill and died the next day.

It makes people lament that any evildoer will be brought to justice.

After Kaguhime Kaguji took over the power that symbolized the top of power, the entire Hitachi Foundation acted in a completely different style than before.

Kawaki Media returned to their camp. As the heir, Yoko Kawaki naturally became the new president. Some of the unstable factors were all resolved under Minamoto Kiyoshi and his strategy, allowing Kawaki Yoko to go smoothly. inheritance.

The whole thing went very smoothly and there was no obstacle from Hitachi.

An Yiji Kaguki held Kawaki Media hostage only as a means to lead all clues to her father. She was not very interested in annexing Kawaki Media.

The other thing is Yinlu Media, which is also their main purpose today.

The train heading to Akihabara was very crowded, with dense crowds of people walking shoulder to shoulder.

As the doors closed, the interior of the tram was as crowded as a high-pressure clothing bag with the air removed.

Wuma Xingjin put his hands on the door and used his unreasonable strength to withstand the squeeze of more than a dozen people behind him, leaving a space for Yuan Qingxue and Arakawa Kotoyuki to breathe.

During this period, many people were like fish on the beach, floating on the sea and trying to breathe fresh air. Unfortunately, the only smell on the crowded tram was the smell of sweat.

The only fragrance was taken over by Wuma Xingjin.

"Please Qin Xue stand in front of me and help me separate the Wuma Bedbug."

Yuan Qingxue crossed her arms on her chest, closed her eyes slightly, and turned her pretty face sideways.

In the turbid air, her fragrance was like a clear spring.

Seeing that the minister's frail body and cute face were only ten centimeters away from him, and he could easily taste it by lowering his head, Wuma Xingjin's breathing was a little constricted, and he didn't know where to put his eyes.

"Mr. Wu Ma, give me a little bit, it's so crowded..."

Pulling herself out from the pile of female junior high school students next to her, Arakawa Kotoyuki lowered her head and squeezed into the small gap.

The tall Kotoyuki Arakawa was sandwiched between the two, and she could clearly feel the heat in Wuma Xingjin's breath.

A touch of delicate red appeared on the delicate white skin of the neck. Because it was too tight, she moved back and forth awkwardly, trying to find a suitable position.

"Wait, Qinxue, stop moving."

"Ok?"

"No, nothing."

"This position is just right now."

Arakawa Kotoyuki faced him, her watery eyes like freshly cleaned fine gems.

Due to the closer distance, the body fragrance is fragrant.

Looking at Arakawa Kotoyuki's lips as pink as cherry blossoms, Wu Ma Xingjin recalled her kiss in the hospital, which was like cotton candy, soft and sweet.

"Why are you staring at me all the time? Mr. Wuma will be regarded as a fool like this."

"Qin Xue will definitely explain it to me."

"I've never been close to women, how could I be a crazy person?"

With a slight snort in his mouth, he completely denied this guy's lies. Arakawa Kotoyuki put on a mask to cover half of his face, his beautiful eyes full of cunning.

"That's something to think about."

"The air in the car is not very good, Mr. Wuma, do you need to wear a mask?"

"Thank you..."

With a smile in her eyes, Arakawa Kotoyuki took out a black mask of the same style from the pocket of her skirt.

As soon as he took it, Wuma Xingjin noticed something was wrong. Why was there a light red mark in the middle of the mask?

And the color is exactly the same as Qin Xue’s lipstick.

"What, is Mr. Wuma attracted by indirect kisses?"

"What a corny little boy."

As he spoke, he wanted to rub his eyes with his hands. Who was this Kotoyuki Arakawa in front of him who was trying to suppress his shame and pretend to be indifferent?

Not right, very wrong.

Why did you suddenly become so aggressive?This was not the Kotoyuki Arakawa he knew.

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