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

"Isn't this Wuma Sang? Why does he look distressed?"

Wuma Xingjin raised his head and smiled:

"It turns out to be Mrs. Ikeda. How is your health recently?"

Ikeda is a grandmother in her 70s who lives nearby and is very kind.

Mrs. Ikeda was carrying the garbage in her hand and was about to throw it away at the recycling place. As she was walking on the road, she saw the child Wuma Xingjin with a rare tangled look and stopped him.

"Thanks to you, my appetite has improved recently. Thanks to Wu Ma who came to my house last time to help repair the roof. Otherwise, I don't know how to cope with the typhoon a few days ago."

"It's you, I can smell the frown from a long way away."

"You look like you are struggling with something. Really, what is there to struggle with?"

"When a young man encounters trouble with his mother-in-law, he regrets what he has done and said. Should he waste his precious youth on this?"

Wuma Xingjin was stunned, and the wind from the river blew sober water vapor.

Regret?

Wuma Xingjin was rightly told by Mrs. Ikeda. He was indeed regretting telling the past to Arakawa Kotoyuki.

Especially when people say that there are some strange people hanging around recently, most likely from Hitachi.

The threat of the Hitachi Consortium has not been resolved. The girl is under a lot of pressure, and she has to bear her own share. She is already worried and worried about him. This is the reason why he regrets it.

Just like what Mrs. Ikeda said, there is no need to regret it. I confided my feelings to Arakawa Kotoyuki. Isn’t it the deepest hope that someone can understand?Since everything you do is to follow your heart, why do you regret it now?

"Thank you!"

The dark clouds in Wu Ma Xingjin's heart were swept away like the dust under the broom of the roadside sanitation worker. He bid farewell to Mrs. Ikeda and returned home, walking briskly along the way.

After all, people have to complete salvation on their own.

Rather than saying that Arakawa Kotoyuki comforted him for his confession, it was better to say that he planted a seed in the soil of his heart.

Maybe one day, someone or something will take root and sprout, but no matter what, it will be much better than the previous desolation.

"Huh? What can I thank you for?"

Back in the apartment, Arakawa Kotoyuki had just finished washing. When she saw Wu Ma Xingjin pushing the door open, she turned around, her ears were a little red, and she pretended to be a young lady and said in an imposing manner:

"Aren't you going out today? Remember to bring me the latest "Tokyo Fashion Week" when you come back."

Wuma Xingjin looked at her funny, "No problem, do you need anything else?"

"Gone"

Arakawa Kotoyuki was a little unable to look directly at Wu Ma Xingjin. After she woke up, she found that she was actually on the bed, with no trace of messy clothes, but Mr. Wu Ma would not take advantage of her while she was asleep!

Although I took the initiative to hug him, I haven't agreed to such a thing!

While eating breakfast, Wuma Xingjin received news from Yuka Kobayakawa. It seemed that the senior sister had gone out.

Today I have to interview a tutor. After looking at the weather today, Wuma Xingjin picked something that looked a little more formal.

Before leaving, Wu Ma Xingjin straightened his tie in the mirror and said to Arakawa Kotoyuki:

"I have checked the provisions regarding overturning the case. On what day was the Arakawa Group announced that it had lost the case?"

"October 10th at 20:3pm"

"I won't remember it wrong!"

"There is one requirement for overturning the case. The time must be within nine months. Cases that exceed the time limit will not be processed. It is now October 10, which means we still have a chance until July 29 next year."

Chapter 24 Stay away from him!

"By the way, you can sleep on the bed from now on."

"Huh? Why?"

"After all, if you don't get enough rest, the live broadcast effect will become worse."

"For lunch..."

"Don't look down on people, I can also cook. For this kind of thing, you just need to find tutorials on the Internet."

Tell Arakawa Kotoyuki the location of the fire extinguisher, and Wuma Seijin goes out.

........

The train that Hachioji took to Bunkyo Ward was crowded with people. It seemed that everyone wanted to go shopping and relax on the day off.

The overtime workers on their days off, the energetic junior high school students, the chirping girls participating in club activities, and the greasy middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses and sweatshirts are all very Tokyo-specific.

Wuma Xingjin grabbed the handrail and had the illusion of moving back and forth with the wave.

Looking out from the tram, Wuma Xingjin saw a Wuhou Temple. It seems that the Japanese really like the Three Kingdoms.

Wuma Xingjin looked at a girl and found that she had tears in her eyes, biting her lips tightly, and her eyebrows were wrinkled, as if she was enduring something.

The girl's name is Izumi. She wore her favorite skirt today and got on a familiar tram to find her friend Danno.

The happy mood suddenly stopped when a strange man came close to her.

I met a crazy person.

Izumi liked the beautiful lace of this skirt very much, and now she wanted to throw it away immediately.

Stared at by the man's sinister eyes, she was too frightened to speak out.

God, please save me!no matter who!

The girl almost burst into tears and looked at the people around her with pleading eyes. Some were looking at their phones intently, while others were silent after seeing what happened to Izumi.

What, how could this happen?

Wouldn’t this mean we can only endure until the next stop?

Just when Izumi closed her eyes in pain, she heard a voice that sounded like hope.

"Sure enough, I still can't turn a blind eye. Guys like you should go to jail and eat jail time."

There was a painful scream, and the hand on the thigh disappeared. Quanzi opened his eyes and saw the man being grabbed by the wrist by a tall and handsome young man. The man was spitting out blood, mixed with a few broken teeth.

"You bastard! Let me go!"

Dotu Langsheng cursed vaguely.

He had done this kind of thing many times. Seeing the pained and patient expressions on the faces of those beautiful young women, he felt extremely satisfied, but this time he was actually caught by nosy people.

He used his remaining hand to grab Wuma Xingjin's face, trying to squeeze his eyes.

Wuma Xingjin frowned and turned his head slightly to avoid it. Who knew what this guy's hand had just held.

The forefoot of his right foot pushed on the ground and spun, and a backhand uppercut hit Dotu Langsheng's liver.

The latter's body convulsed, his short body hunched up like a cooked shrimp, and he no longer had the strength to scream.

"Ding"

"We've arrived at Little Bear Town Station."

The passengers beside him did not want to get into trouble and moved out of the way. Wuma Xingjin handed him over to the police like a dead dog.

He gently patted Quanzi's shoulder to comfort her: "It's okay now."

Izumi's tears welled up as if a switch had been turned on, her shoulders trembling as she cried.

"Please ask this gentleman and the victim to take notes."

The policeman had a headache. Although he caught the idiot, the young man's attack was too harsh.

Wuma Xingjin looked at the time and sent a message to his senior sister.

: Something happened on the way. I might ask my senior sister to wait a little longer.

: It just so happens that I haven’t arrived yet, so don’t worry, Mr. Wu Ma. You can just come back when you’re done.

After learning that Wuma Xingjin was an international student from Eastern China, the police did not embarrass him and simply made a record.

It was already 10:15 when I finished writing the transcript. A sister in the police station lent Izumi a pair of trousers. The black trousers did not match the exquisite decoration on the upper body.

After rubbing the head of Quanzi who kept thanking him, Wuma Xingjin got on the tram again.

"If it's convenient, Miss, can we have dinner together?"

From nine o'clock in the morning until now, Kobayakawa Yukane refused to be approached by another ungrateful man with a cold face. Then she spotted Wuma Xingjin among the dense crowd of passers-by, and unconsciously smiled on her face, which was undisturbed by strangers.

The elegant and beautiful smile stunned the boy next to him.

"Wuma Lord, this way!"

Arisu Kobayakawa's silky hair was tied up, and her snow-white neck was dazzling in the sun. Her clothes perfectly highlighted her proud upper body, and she wore an elegant black dress underneath her waist that could be held with just two hands.

The eyes he looked at Wuma Xingjin were full of emotion, and his intellectual temperament had a moving charm.

"I'm sorry, senior, I'm late. The appointed time is 9:30."

"It's not too late, I just arrived."

Kobayakawa Yukane naturally held Wuma Xingjin's hand.

"I believe Mr. Wuma was not late on purpose. There must be a reason."

"No need to explain it to me, I can understand."

The senior sister always trusts herself so unreservedly.

Wu Ma Xingjin didn't let go of Kobayakawa Yukane's hand. Anyway, it wasn't the first time.

Kobayakawa Yuka put her fingers on her face, remembering something.

"By the way, my friend told me to go to her house for an interview in the afternoon."

"I just want to buy clothes recently, why don't you, Mr. Wuma, help me take a look?"

The good-looking combination of a boy and a girl attracts the attention of passers-by, and the youthful atmosphere between the two makes older people lament their lost youth.

After all, not everyone's youth is full of enthusiasm. Many people's teenage years are coming to an end, but they can't find much time worth remembering.

Kobayakawa Yukane took Wuma Xingjin into a clothing store and picked out a low-necked knitted sweater to change into.

The size was a bit small, and she seemed to be tugging at the corner of her clothes uncomfortably. Kobayakawa Yukane looked at Wuma Seijin and said with a deliberate smile: