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

"If you want to punish me, please be gentle."

"But please don't leave scars on your face. If you are misunderstood as a bad guy, it might be very troublesome for you to work."

"Are there any relatives you can rely on?"

"No... I haven't contacted my mother since she remarried, and my father's family despises me for being unlearned and unskilled."

"Take it."

Wuma Xingjin took out a note. He remembered that the convenience store where he once worked was still short of manpower. On it was the contact number of the store manager.

"Call this number if you're looking for a job."

"Don't worry about requiring parents to sign the consent form. The store manager is very nice and won't embarrass you."

Only now did Wu Ma Xingjin realize that what he thinks in his mind and what he does with his body are two different things.

Her eyes were cut by tears. When Tomoko Samon looked up again, she could only see the back of a young man leaving easily with his hands in his pockets.

There is another sentence on the back of the note:

【When you are desperate, you will want to grab everything. 】

[If you really feel that you have done something wrong, then use this feeling of guilt as the strength to live bravely. 】

"I......"

After doing something unforgivable and yet being treated with tenderness, Tomoko Samon burst into tears.

At this moment, she wanted to chase after that figure and grab the boy's hand, but thinking of her dirty self, her raised fingers fell down weakly.

It would have been nice to have met him earlier, Tomoko Samon thought again.

later.

After learning that Tomoko Samon was introduced by Wuma Xingjin, the store manager readily agreed to her request to join the company. He often secretly gave Tomoko snacks to her and spent half a day tidying up the compartments in the store as a way to look after the store. An excuse for her to stay.

As for eating, the oden and bento boxes in the store are also provided at extremely low prices in the evening. The 100 yen portion of the sea bream rice ball is completely free.

Life is getting better day by day, and the school has successfully completed the resumption procedures. Only in the dead of night will Tomoko Samon think of the boy who changed her destiny on a bright morning.

Returning to the Literature Department, Wu Ma Xingjin felt as relaxed as if a heavy burden had been lifted. Sometimes forgiveness requires great courage.

"It seems like something is wrong with you?"

Yuan Qingxue crossed his hands on his legs, turned sideways, and saw something was wrong with his members.

"Just now, you thought about giving up Tomoko Samon."

"Yes."

Wuma Xingjin did not deny it. He was about to flip the coin with his fingers, but found that the coin had been bent at some point.

Is my anger that great?

"I heard that the bosozoku had his hands and feet broken."

"Ah."

"Violence does not solve problems."

“But the people who are causing the problems can be addressed.”

Wu Ma Xingjin didn't feel regretful. On the contrary, he believed that the Bosozou man deserved his punishment.

"Replying violence with violence is sometimes the simplest and most effective way, and I am not denying your approach.

What I mean is, have you noticed that your emotions are swaying towards the people you knock down? "

"The general election will be in three days. I don't want your condition to affect the game. Don't forget that we are still in the same group."

"You can spend more time with the people around you. It could be anyone, Kotoyuki Arakawa, Yoko Kawaki, or your maid."

Um?What's the point?

Chapter 166 Sweet wine and Nagoya

"Who needs this guy's company? I'm also very busy, okay?"

Arakawa Kotoyuki is like a cat with explosive hair. Since the identity of her temporary boyfriend was confirmed, her willful side has shown more.

"If it's okay, I'll go first."

"You haven't had breakfast yet, No. This is the senbei I bought, take it and eat it."

I dropped a paper bag tied with a ribbon, and when I looked up again, I could only see Kotoyuki Arakawa walking away quickly with a pair of long legs.

Wuma Xingjin picked up the senbei and took a bite. It was obvious that it was handmade and the taste was very suitable to his taste.

The senbei baked with wheat flour has a crispy texture and is coated with a layer of soy sauce. It is moderately salty and combined with chopped seaweed. Wuma Xingjin feels at least ten times more delicious than the ones in the store.

Suddenly, Wuma Xingjin couldn't help laughing.

He remembered the way Kotoyuki Arakawa was waiting for him to come back in the small rental house at the beginning, pretending to be a young lady even though she was hungry.

Today's girls are immersed in the fun of feeding and will give him various foods for different reasons almost every day.

Including but not limited to Western desserts, as well as various traditional Japanese snacks such as hagi cakes and chestnut steamed buns.

There was a lot in the paper bag. Wu Ma Xingjin gave some to the minister, and Kawaki Yoko also reached out and took a few slices without ceremony.

Yuan Qingxue chews carefully and eats it very delicately:

"Isn't it japonica rice? It's a bit like the way they do it in Aomori Prefecture."

"tasty."

"If Qin Xue hadn't left yet, she would have been extremely proud after hearing the minister's comments."

With senbei in his mouth, Wu Ma Xingjin didn't understand the purpose of the minister asking him to spend more time with them.

"You are stupider than I thought. No wonder you are being manipulated."

“Sometimes being too persistent can backfire.”

"Too persistent?"

"Didn't you realize that all you are thinking about now is Kobayakawa Yukane?"

As a minister, Yuan Qingxue believes that it is necessary for her to give correct guidance to her members.

Although she didn't want to get involved in this matter, Kobayakawa Akane's level of unscrupulousness was even more than that of Kaguhime Ayasuji.

Feelings are really troublesome.

Wuma Xingjin frowned, thinking about the sudden inspiration at that moment.

..........

..........

January 1, Nagoya, Aichi Prefecture.

In the clear sky, snowflakes came from nowhere and danced in the light.

Wuma Xingjin looked at the sky in surprise. There were a few light clouds hanging in the corner of the clear blue sky.

He remembered the word "wind flower". Teacher Nagasawa accidentally mentioned in class yesterday that the snowflakes dancing on a sunny day are called "wind flower".

It sounds like a beautiful word.

Open your palms, the snowflakes melt in your palms, and a hint of coolness enters your heart.

"Hey, it's so cold."

Arakawa Kotoyuki shrank her shoulders and pulled up her collar to cover half of her face to prevent the cold wind from entering.

The rented bus slowly drove away. After getting off the bus, Arakawa Kotoyuki's face was flushed by the cold wind. He found a store on the opposite side of the road. He happily opened the thick curtain and said to the store owner who was wiping the glass with a towel at the counter. :

"Two glasses of cordial."

After going through auditions and preliminary rounds, Hachioji High School's art prize contestants can fit in a bus.

Among them, the majority of girls were in the dance group, occupying more than [-] seats.

There were less than ten people in the calligraphy group, and they didn’t know what illness they were suffering from in the winter. They waved their folding fans coquettishly and pointed at the snow-covered mountains in the distance. Occasionally, they popped out a few more coquettish haiku lines, which caused a stir. The array cheered.

Not to mention the singing group that Yuan Qingxue is in, there are only her and Wuma Xingjin.

However, the latter slept all the way because he was too sleepy. He didn't wake up until Yuan Qingxue kicked his calf with his toe and realized that the destination of the trip had been reached.

Kaoru Inami was very pitiful. She was left alone in the entire performance group. She huddled in the corner with her legs hugged and had no sense of presence. Her eyes occasionally touched Wuma Xingjin, but before she was discovered by others, she avoided her sight without leaving any trace.

"Arakawa-kun, don't run around."

As an accompanying teacher, Morimiya Megumi is responsible for their schedule and safety.

"I understand, would Bishop Morimiya have a drink too?"

"I'm on business hours, maybe next time."

A group of teenagers and girls from Tokyo looked at the city with curiosity. Dozens of people were very lively. Passers-by passed by from time to time and said something about how good it is to be young.

Due to the presence of his companions from the dance group, Arakawa Kotoyuki did not hold Wuma Xingjin's hand, but asked him to follow him.

"Try it, this is grapefruit wine." Arakawa Kotoyuki pushed another glass to him.

Wuma Xingjin took a sip. The strength was not high, but it was just enough to warm up:

"This wine isn't that sweet either."

"If it's not sweet, you won't gain weight."

“It would be beautiful to watch the mountain fire in a yukata while drinking sweet wine at night in Kanagawa in the summer.

Dazzling firelight swayed in the night sky, gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the mountains, not far away was Tokyo Bay, the lighthouse swept across the sea of ​​waves, and the whistle of the freighter floated..."

"Qin Xue must take me to see it then." Wuma Xingjin drank the fruit wine in the glass in one gulp and said in anticipation.

"Of course, it's only once a year, so what if I don't go with you?"

"Ah, when I say that, I suddenly look forward to summer coming soon."

Talking about his hometown, Kotoyuki Arakawa held his cheek with his palm and faced Wuma Seijin with a sweet smile.

The aftertaste of grapefruit wine on your tongue suddenly changes.