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

Wuma Xingjin gave up resistance.

I always feel that An Yiji Kaguhime has ulterior motives, and such a boring excuse for a transaction is not something she would say at all.

Forget it, it’s useless to think too much. Anyway, there are only a few schools left in the Art Award. In the end, I will definitely encounter Qingying private school where Anyiji Kaguhime is. Then I will definitely give her a good look and let this superior woman have a taste. The taste of failure.

Although he hates it, after watching Kaguhime's gorgeous performance, Wu Ma Xingjin does not believe that she will stop in the semi-finals.

After visiting the employees of Kyoto Inro one by one to express their condolences, Wu Ma Xingjin returned to the hotel in Kamakura in order not to delay tomorrow's semi-finals.

It was already three o'clock in the morning. Except for the distant sound of the whistle coming from the pier, the night was so quiet that it was easy to fall asleep.

But Wuma Xingjin lay on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

March 3st is the finals.

In other words, what he, Minamoto Kiyoshi, and Arakawa Kotoyuki have worked hard for will get the final result within these two days.

Wuma Xingjin straightened up and opened the curtains. The scattered lights were not as bright as daylight in Tokyo, but the night scenery here would not make him tired no matter how long he looked at it.

Opening the window crack slightly, the wind blowing in was still cold, but it no longer had the bone-chilling chill, and gradually became more tolerable.

The long winter is almost over. When did you start to notice it?

The next day.

2 month 28 day.

Wuma Xingjin was woken up early in the morning by a knock on the door.

Wuma Xingjin opened the door while yawning. It was only seven o'clock in the morning. Who was disturbing people's dreams?

"Wuma-kun, you got up so early." Arakawa Kotoyuki combed her carefully braided hair, very fashionable and beautiful.

The girl held her hands behind her back, her amber eyes sparkling in the morning sun, and a string of crystal necklaces hung around her neck, pure and alluring.

"Ah, it's Qin Xue."

Seeing Arakawa Kotoyuki, Wuma Xingjin's depression at being woken up immediately dissipated completely.

After all, you can see beautiful beautiful girls early in the morning. It would be a waste of this beauty to enjoy it in a bad mood.

It seems that Arakawa Kotoyuki doesn't know about Kyoto Otoro yet, so that's good, at least she doesn't have to worry about affecting her performance.

"Shh!" Arakawa Kotoyuki quickly covered Wuma Xingjin's mouth: "Don't call my name outside."

"What's the matter? Haven't you called me many times?"

"I'm with everyone now, what if someone hears me?"

Wuma Xingjin glanced outside the corridor. It was very quiet and no one else was there. Although he felt that the girl was making a fuss, he still changed his mind honestly.

Recently, [Yuemo Yare]'s live broadcast has also stopped, and Kotoyuki Arakawa feels much more relaxed. Being a vtuber is not that important to her anymore.

click.

The sound of the door opening echoed in the corridor, and a girl in plain clothes walked out of the room at the end on the left. She was cute, with slim shoulders and a slim waist. She was a complete beauty.

Nagayama Ryoko rubbed her sleepy eyes and walked towards Wuma Xingjin's room.

"Why are you here!"

Almost at the same time, this question popped out of the mouths of Arakawa Kotoyuki and Nagayama Ryoko.

Nagayama Ryoko, who was still disturbed by thoughts just now, suddenly became energetic. She raised her eyes and looked directly at Arakawa Kotoyuki. The atmosphere between the two was like a needle against a wheat, neither one was willing to give in.

"I want you to take care of it."

Nagayama Ryoko straightened up her chest, but found that the size gap between her and Arakawa Kotoyuki was too big, and turned sideways calmly.

"Wuma Lord is my benefactor. Do I need your permission for me to come to him?"

Benefactor?

Arakawa Kotoyuki's gaze was like a needle piercing Wuma Xingjin's body, as if he wanted to poke a few holes to see what secrets were hidden underneath.

Wuma Xingjin quickly waved his hands to express his innocence: "Don't listen to her nonsense."

"I just did a favor to Kiyingkan."

"It's entirely up to them to decide whether to be benefactors or not, and I didn't agree with them at all."

"Is it?"

Arakawa Kotoyuki narrowed her beautiful eyes, looking suspicious.

Unexpectedly, Yongshan Ryoko suddenly covered his face and sobbed, choking and saying:

"I promised you well yesterday, but it turns out that Mr. Wuma doesn't keep his word."

"Woooooooo..."

Damn it, I don’t know who said proudly on the bus yesterday, “Anyway, I don’t need such a thing as a patron.”

A few drops of cold sweat flowed from Wuma Xingjin's forehead. He always felt that Arakawa Kotoyuki's eyes were a bit scary, even though he looked so gentle.

Wait, the attribute of gentleness shouldn't appear in Arakawa Kotoyuki, right?

This was the first time he saw Kotoyuki Arakawa so angry.

It seems that he really hates Ryoko Nagayama.

"Oh, has the aesthetics of Kyoto people stopped 200 years ago?" Arakawa Kotoyuki suddenly changed his attack method, covered his mouth and laughed.

Ryoko Nagayama looked down at her clothes. The upper body was a long-sleeved LOGO with the letters [OverThink] printed on it, and the lower body was a very ordinary skirt embroidered with lilies.

As a geisha, she also has her own private life. She does not have to wear complicated and expensive kimonos all the time, but also wears regular clothes.

Nagayama Ryoko doesn’t think there is anything wrong with her outfit, but if you don’t look at Arakawa Kotoyuki’s outfit;

The latter, whether it is beautiful clothing or small jewelry, the degree of meticulousness can be included in the style of [Tokyo Fashion Week], just like an amber jade, shining brightly.

Nagayama Ryoko's aura weakened unconsciously. Although she was reluctant to admit it, it seemed that she was really a bit rustic...

Arakawa Kotoyuki flashed a sly smile like a fox and straightened her proud figure.

As a famous presence in the girl group and a fashionable girl who pays attention to current trends, no one knows how to dress better than her.

"Hey~old-fashioned~" Arakawa Kotoyuki mocked in pursuit of victory.

Of course, she has not forgotten the reason why she came to Wuma Xingjin.

"Mom collected Shino water fingers and asked me to invite you to order tea."

"Don't the semi-finals start in the afternoon? It's still too late, let's go."

This is Kanagawa Prefecture, and not long ago he was admiring camellias with a girl by the river. Uma Seijin did not forget that Kotoyuki Arakawa was also from Kanagawa.

I haven’t seen Mrs. Kotoha Arakawa for a while, so I just took this opportunity to pay her a visit.

Nagayama Ryoko recovered from the blow from Arakawa Kotoyuki, pretending to be pitiful and begging:

"Wuma-kun, can you take me around Kamakura?"

"This is my first time leaving Kyoto alone..."

As one of the hottest candidates for courtesans, geisha girls can capture the hearts of men just right, both in terms of their figure and tone of voice.

Under the gaze of Shui Bo Yingying, I am afraid that no one can think of refusing.

Ryoko Nagayama usually looked proud and complacent, but this was the first time he saw such a weak and lovely posture. Even Wuma Xingjin couldn't look away for a while.

Moreover, I have lived in a geisha house since I was a child, and it is rare to travel far away...

No, I can't say no.

The same goes for Arakawa Kotoyuki.

But invitations have been sent out from both sides, so who should I choose?

A clear voice broke the frozen scene.

Yuan Qingxue was wearing a standard winter school uniform and said calmly:

"Wuma is so energetic, why not run around the coast ten times?"

Yuan Qingxue's complexion looked a little pale, looking paler than usual, almost like fragile porcelain.

"Before I wrap up, there's something I need to tell you."

End?

Wu Ma Xingjin didn't understand what the minister was talking about. The semi-finals hadn't started yet, and even if they advanced to the finals, it had nothing to do with the end.

But out of trust, Wuma Xingjin left the hotel with Yuan Qingxue.

Arakawa Kotoyuki sighed. Since it was Kiyoshi-chan, there was nothing she could do. She must have something important to say.

"Ah, it's the director of the literature department."

Ryoko Nagayama remembered that the person just now was Yuan Qingxue who once held the black cat and gave him reminders.

It seems that she is also one of the contestants of the Art Awards, so it is not surprising that she appears here.

Although it was a pity that I didn't see Arakawa Kotoyuki's deflated appearance, if I went out to play alone with Huma Seijin, wouldn't it be like a date?

"Hey, that old-fashioned girl."

"Who are you calling an old-fashioned girl?"

"Let me tell you, do you want to go shopping with me for some clothes?"

"The things you want to buy must be very expensive. Don't let me spend money!"

Ryoko Nagayama, a money-lover, held on to her small wallet. Although she became a popular geisha and her income was quite substantial, she obviously couldn't change the stingy character she had developed for a long time.

Arakawa Kotoyuki took out a stack of membership cards and fanned them out, saying proudly:

"Don't forget this is Kanagawa. I'm a frequent customer of the local clothing store."

"Just grab a few if you want."

"Let me tell you first, I just don't want to see a person dressed in a rustic way wandering around in front of me."

Chapter 204 Whose end is it?

Wuma Xingjin followed Yuan Qingxue, and the girl's back was so thin that it seemed like a gust of wind could blow her down.