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

"Really, a girl still needs to say something like this. Wuma-kun is too slow."

"Anyway, just wait for me. I still need to learn management knowledge from Qingxue-chan, so Wuma-kun will go find them."

Who are they?Could it be that we are talking about Uizumi Gami and Kawaki Yoko?When did I become a guy who only hangs around girls? Don’t underestimate people!

After saying that, Arakawa Kotoyuki stuffed the cleaned lunch box into Wu Ma Xingjin's hand, and the two slender calves quickly disappeared from sight.

As for the final exam, the diligent girl is sure of it.

Sure enough, Qinyue is really becoming Kyoto-like. She is obviously a fashionable Tokyo girl, how can she be like a Kyoto girl with a gentle mind?Is it possible that you have some friends from Kyoto whom you met recently?

Wu Ma Xingjin couldn't figure out this question, and it was really hard to guess the girls' thoughts.

The agreement between the two was silenced at key points, such as the location of Roppongi. The audience did not notice anything about this. In the past, there were many accidents caused by the leakage of whereabouts.

Properly protecting the privacy of players also protects the safety of overly enthusiastic fans.

Mayuko Oshimura held the camera and ran behind Kotoyuki Arakawa, then disappeared around the corner.

It's always like this. As long as Arakawa Kotoyuki is around, her mood will always be the same as hers and become positive. This is also Kotoyuki's unique attribute.

Wuma Xingjin turned sideways, bent down to hold the camera lens and pointed it at his face, his smile seemed to warm the cold winter:

"My eyes will be sore if I watch the TV all the time. It's not bad to get up occasionally and look into the distance, or take a nice nap in bed."

"This is private time now. I hope everyone can relieve their usual fatigue during their rest days."

"It's not convenient to reveal the rest of the itinerary. Have a good life."

As the last sentence fell, Nakaichi Rika found that the camera in her hand had been turned off, and the screen fell into darkness.

"Hey, why..."

"How do I know where the power off button is?"

"Don't look at me like this, I'm also paying attention to how you turn on your phone."

Is Wu Majun looking at me?

No, these are just words of comfort. Just look at his chat with Arakawa Kotoyuki and you can see that he is very good at making girls happy. Maybe this is also his method.

It’s just that...as a worthless person, am I worthy of him doing this?

Nakaichi Rika lowered her head, her eyes a little hot.

My chest felt so tight, as if something was piercing the cocoon. This feeling was so strange.

What exactly is it?This feeling...

I didn’t have any friends when I was a student, and I could never find a partner for the three-legged activities in physical education class.

During meetings after work, I was always the one who didn't receive notifications. When I went to the supermarket, I was often ignored by the store clerks. Even though I was in front of the queue, I scanned the QR code for another person to collect payment.

No matter when and where, I will always be a marginalized figure among that group of people.

I thought I would live like this until I was forced by my family to find a man from my hometown to get married, and then live a life without any troubles. I never expected that anyone would pay attention to me.

Not to mention a highly anticipated star player like Wuma Jun.

After the art appreciation, Wu Majun will return to campus life, but he is still at his work station listening to the boss's words that are as smelly and useless as farts.

They are people from two different worlds, and it is completely impossible for them to have any intersection.

If only, it would be great if I could become his girlfriend.

Nakaichi Rika shuddered, startled by her own thoughts, and timidly raised her head to peek at Wuma Xingjin.

As a result, he found that his hair had been pushed away, and he quickly closed his eyes, like a hedgehog turning up on its belly.

Wuma Xingjin was replying to Yu Quan Wumei's message when he noticed that his cameraman was standing there like a wooden figure, and he couldn't help but have a little prank idea.

So he reached out and lifted up the hair that hung to the tip of her nose for her.

A delicate and beautiful little face appeared, looking as delicious as a washed green apple, unexpectedly good-looking.

"Isn't that cute?"

"Beautiful things always make people feel happy. It is a sin to hide this face all the time."

Her heartbeat was speeding up, and Nakaichi Rika felt her face heating up rapidly. Wuma Xingjin's fingers were emitting heat like a red-hot iron, and they seemed to be touching her skin from a few centimeters away.

"Can a face like mine... make classmate Wuma Xingjin happy?"

"Of course, I should rather thank Miss Nakaichi for allowing me to see such a beautiful face."

"If you clip your hair up, it will definitely become very popular."

"Forget about being popular, I'm used to this..."

"Don't think that you will cause trouble to others. Maybe at some point, your smile will become a color in other people's lives, especially for a beauty like Miss Nakaichi."

Of course Wuma Xingjin is paying attention to this camerawoman who has a low sense of presence. To be honest, if he is not careful, even with his super perception, he will lose Nakaichi Rika's figure.

Maybe with this kind of ability, I would be very suitable to apply for a job such as a spy or assassin. Being a cameraman would be too unqualified.

At least if you are a serious cameraman, it might be unexpectedly suitable for you to take secret photos.

Because of this, Wuma Xingjin, who has the ability to empathize, is also aware of the fact that Nakaichi Rika has been ignored.

Including the last time Ms. Takechihe was injured, Nakaichi Rika chose to escape. In a sense, it was also a reflection of her heart.

Everyone felt like they were in a desert. Everyone kept walking in search of an oasis that was unknown where it was. People kept falling down on the road. While confused, they asked the world about their own way of life, until the person who fell was themselves.

He can always think about things around him from a different perspective. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why he wrote the book "Can't Wait for His Return".

Wu Ma Xingjin did not go to the calligraphy group again. Morimiya Megumi gave him a good education and asked him to protect himself from getting hurt again. Then he went directly to Kawaki Media.

The members of the calligraphy team have long been accustomed to his fishing skills. After all, Wuma Xingjin is impeccable as the captain, and as his calligraphy teacher, he has taught everything he has to offer. The next step can only depend on their own understanding.

It’s not easy for Inspector Morimiya either. He has to come to school on his days off, and so does he. When he’s running around without stopping, he really wants to take a break when everything is over.

People in the feeding department are still doing their work, but today the objects of feeding have become crows. In Japan, crows represent a positive image of luck, and even the Football Association uses crows as their logo.

It is a pity that although he is the president of [Kyoto Oinro], Wuma Seijin does not have his own driver and still needs to take the train.

After all, [Kyoto Inro] has just been established. Furthermore, redesigning the image of each vtuber costs a lot of money. The [-] million yen on hand cannot last for a few months. It needs to be calculated carefully. Wu Ma Xingjin will not gamble. The barely achieved balance of payments can be maintained for a long time.

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when he arrived at Sichuan Wood Media. Wuma Xingjin took the elevator to the top floor of the building after being guided respectfully by the front desk staff.

Buildings with dozens of floors are not uncommon in Tokyo. There are only a few companies that can afford to buy an entire building. Most of them are crowded in pigeon cage-like office buildings. Only top companies like Kawaki Media can do so. Such strength.

Before Wuma Xingjin could close the door, the silver-haired girl couldn't wait to wrap her around.

Subconsciously hugging the person in his arms, Wuma Xingjin responded to Kawaki Yoko's enthusiasm. Zhu Qianhe beside him was blushing and staring down at his toes.

Seeing the sweet look between her eldest daughter and Wu Ma Xingjin, Nan Zhenhua took off her glasses and threw them on a pile of documents. She lay on the table tiredly and screamed. Why is she stuffed with dog food at work? I don't know. What is your boyfriend doing?

Nakaichi Rika was holding a camera in the corner, her head hanging down wondering what she was thinking.

"Wait, there are others here."

"What does it matter? Does Xingjin mind if there is someone next to him?"

Kawaki Yoko held Wuma Xingjin's face, with water rippling in her beautiful eyes, longing for the person in front of her from beginning to end.

Seeing that Kawaki Yoko's actions were getting more and more excessive, Wuma Xingjin picked her up and came to the desk to help her deal with the company's affairs first.

For Yoko Kawaki, in addition to love, she also has a sense of responsibility.

Since Kawaki Takao was killed, Huma Xingjin, who learned the truth about the entire incident, did not choose to forgive Kaguhime Anyiji. Even under the instruction of Touaki Anyiji, the facts could not be changed.

Kawaki Media returned to their hands intact, but they just returned to her what should have belonged to Kawaki Yoko.

As for the three-story office building of [Kyoto Otoru], they both knew it tacitly, and this was their 'reward' for helping Kaguhime Ansuji.

Some things cannot be forgotten even after they have passed. People who advise people to be generous often do not involve their own interests. Once such people become victims, they will jump up and down and cry to everyone, as if they have been greatly wronged.

The power to choose to forgive lies with the victim, not the bystanders.

But An Yiji Kaguhime made Wuma Xingjin realize that he still has a long way to go. He has always been too confident in going smoothly. If he could be more cautious, maybe everything could have been avoided.

"Xingjin has stuffed a lot of girls into the company recently. Is he trying to bring them all into the harem?"

"I already have it and I'm not satisfied. I'm such a greedy person."

"That's why I have to give you some punishment."

Kawaki Yoko sat astride Wuma Xingjin's lap. Because of the angle, Wuma Xingjin could clearly see what color it was today.

But Yoko really likes short skirts and suspenders.

Fortunately, I like it too.

"What does it mean to be included in the harem? I am a pure party lover, how could I be that kind of person?"

"Pfft"

Minami Maya couldn't help but laugh out loud, covering her mouth and trying desperately to stop it. She clearly remembered the way Arakawa Kotoyuki was jealous of Wuma Xingjin and the eldest lady that night.

In addition, there is Yuan Qingxue who is as dreamy as a bubble. What kind of pure love is this boy?

The harem male protagonists of galgame games are pretty much the same.

It took Wuma Xingjin, who was multitasking, less than half an hour to finish the backlog of documents that had been backlogged for more than a week.

Chapter 123 I have a boyfriend, don’t come over!

"Thank you."

Nan Zhenhua sorted out the documents and pushed up her black-rimmed glasses. She didn't expect that Wuma Xingjin rarely took over the company's affairs, but was so efficient. He could provide the optimal solution to almost any problem in a very short time.

I can chat with my boyfriend easily for a long time.

Wuma Xingjin didn't even need to think about the problem that would give her a headache for a long time.

For the first time, Minami Shinka felt that there was a gulf-like gap between her and genius, a point that was unattainable no matter what.

Fortunately, as the personal bodyguard and assistant of the eldest lady designated by Mr. Kaohsiung, there are some things that cannot be replaced.

After solving Yoko Kawaki's work issues, Wuma Xingjin was also immersed in the girl's softness.

Feeling Kawaki Yoko's delicate skin and the girl's fragrant breath, without moving any hands or feet, Wuma Xingjin just held her and enjoyed the hard-won tranquility. This sense of peace of mind was better than all love words.

"Xingjin looks like a big golden retriever now."

"So, do you want a bone?"