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

: I recently read a book "Rebirth: My Father is the Director of the Eastern Kingdom". It was so exciting!It turns out that there is a powerful father who can do whatever he wants, even drive a dump truck and create people.

: Can anchors send clipped foot skin and nails as fan benefits?I can captain on the spot.

: Can I report the merchant who carries the goods from the anchor? I bought his gloves, but the express delivery was wrong.The left hand glove becomes the right hand, and the right glove becomes the left hand.Isn't this defrauding consumers?

: Agree, it must be strictly investigated!

Knowing how easy it is to go against heaven...

Arakawa Kotoyuki's dim vision became even darker. His words were logical, but something seemed wrong.

However, as she continued to live broadcast and study, she was no longer as shocked by their inflammation as she was at first.

Dragging the eye-catching hollow patterned black gauze, the audience's attention was quickly diverted through motion capture.

"Okay, today is still a day to draw cards for the bosses, but today is O God's card pool."

: Xuemaojiang, don’t draw the card, can you draw me?

: I was obviously the one who came first!I have all the thorny rattans ready, and I’ve sent you a private message with Xuemaojiang’s address.

Arakawa Kotoyuki found that she was very good at blocking, reporting and deleting, and she must have applied for a job as a field controller for some big anchors.

I really don’t understand why these nerds would have wild thoughts about a virtual image.

Wuma Xingjin wiped his hands, took down a copy of "Doctor Zhigova" from the bookshelf, and sat on the tatami in the living room to read.

Murakami Nara said in the group that he joined the school's football club and decided to enter next year's national competition with his seniors.

Agent Tian expressed his support and asked him to remember to get the LINE account of the beautiful football manager. The good brother has liked her for a long time.

A certain nostalgic music radio program was playing on the TV, and it was said that it was very popular among people who were homesick in the Tokyo area.

The song is Shimano no Takara, a folk song from the Okinawa area. It is usually danced and paraded along the streets to the beat of drums during the Bon Festival. It is a very traditional Japanese music.

Infected by the soulful male voice in the song, Wuma Xingjin couldn't help but hum a few lines.

Unlike dense residential areas with unified heating, the heating supply in this area is decided by the residents themselves. Gardenia Village turns on the heating in advance, so the temperature inside the home is higher than outside.

At least Wuma Xingjin no longer has to put the machine spirit of that old air conditioner into operation again when the temperature drops sharply at night.

Kobayakawa Yukane put on light pajamas, cut up a plate of fruit and brought it over.

"Wuma-kun, do you want to eat?"

"Thank you, senpai."

Pull the custom-made bamboo bookmark out of the folder.

Last time he saw the plot of Zhigova falling in love with Larissa.

Before she could turn to the next page, Kobayakawa Yuka's body fragrance, like rich milk, penetrated the tip of her nose.

Chapter 48 A young boy is entangled with his senior sister.

next day

Kobayakawa Yukane left.

He also said that he had a lot of things going on at home, so he probably didn’t have time to come to Gardenia recently.

From the end of morning practice with Kotoyuki Arakawa to the classroom.

Seemingly sensing that his friend had something on his mind and now was not the time to ask, Agent Tian did not come up to disturb him and just kept arguing with Murakami Nara.

"Do you want to play black tonight? I'll play Thief Six."

"Hmph, my Doomsday Iron Fist has reached its noon hour and I can still use the Wind God Eyes to defeat Link."

"Punch me, Ola Ola Ola"

“Wood big wood big wood big, oyster touching oyster!”

Seems like something weird got mixed in.

Wuma Xingjin was sitting in his seat, looking at the bare cherry blossom trees in the atrium from the window in trance.

Last night, Senior Kobayakawa fed him apples, but she didn't use the prepared toothpicks.

Besides, the fruit probably doesn’t have that sweet and fragrant juice.

Thinking of Senior Kobayakawa's sad smile after being rejected, Wuma Xingjin couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

For my ridiculous perseverance, is it really appropriate for my senior to pay for it?

He can accept the feelings of Izumi Gami, but the senior sister is different.

As a beautiful girl from a good family and soft-spoken, Kobayakawa Yukane was very popular in Hachioji High School from the beginning.

She is often the center of conversation among girls. Every day off, many juniors from clubs invite her to go shopping together.

After I met Kobayakawa-senpai on my first day in Tokyo, it was with her patient explanation and help that I was able to quickly adapt to this strange land.

However, the trajectory of development is always unexpected. After enrolling in school, Kobayakawa Yuaki-senpai is still inseparable from him as before.

Among the girls who failed to confess to him, a group began to form that were dissatisfied with the fact that Kobayakawa Yuka was the only one who could be 'lucky' to be by Wuma Seijin's side.

At first, they were still complaining, but after some girls in the music club who were unhappy with Kobayakawa Yuakane were dismissed, it gradually turned into a case of campus violence.

And I never made any resistance or explanation, and some just endured it silently.

Sharp squeezes filled the air around Kobayakawa Yukane. It was hard to imagine that this girl who always had a smile on her lips was once so popular.

The popular and gentle senior has become an ostracized existence due to her own reasons.

Wuma Xingjin felt very guilty about this incident.

The story of Matsuo and Rika is engraved in my heart and will never be forgotten in my life.

I have already decided to live a good life after leaving my hometown, how can I let my senior sister be involved?

But as the campus violence intensifies, is he really qualified to accept the feelings of senior Kobayakawa-senpai when he lends a helping hand to her?

Pushing into the abyss and then rescuing, and then taking advantage of the situation, this is why Wuma Xingjin hesitates only with his senior sister.

Seeing that Wu Ma Xingjin was in a daze, Arakawa Kotoyuki stretched out her white fingers and poked his shoulder:

"Yu Akane Kobayakawa told me yesterday that she asked for leave, and I'm afraid I won't see her at school during this period."

"She asked me to convey to you that you don't have to worry too much. There are just some things that need some time to deal with."

Sure enough, I didn't see my senior sister at noon.

After lunch with mixed emotions, Uma Seijin and Arakawa Kotoyuki washed the lunch boxes in the sink together.

"Did Kobayakawa-senpai say when you would be back?"

"About half a month."

The water flow is a bit cold.

Wuma Xingjin suddenly regretted his refusal to go further last night.

President Murakami took advantage of the break to come to Wuma Xingjin to talk about the recent live broadcast of Kotoyuki Arakawa, and suggested that some simple stand-alone games should be broadcast appropriately, so that they can become popular in niche circles.

The stickiness of such fans is usually very high, and the probability of converting them into die-hard fans is not small.

He also proposed the operation of madly buying traffic to spread rumors about himself, and finally clearing his name and turning passers-by into fans.

Not surprisingly, he was rejected by Arakawa Kotoyuki, and Principal Murakami offered the second option with a look of pity.

Now 'Xue Mo Yare' has 3 fans. You can try to connect with the same type of vtuber anchors and suck their blood.

After the last class ended in the afternoon, several girls waved to Yuan Qingxue at the door.

They are members of a dance group.

The girls gathered around Kotoyuki Arakawa and chatted about the makeup of the female models in Tokyo Fashion Week. Occasionally, they would say something like "I really want to see Uma-kun wearing a skirt."

Consciously keep some distance from the girls.

Looking at the Tian agent who was following him, Wuma Xingjin threw the finished strawberry milk box into the cylindrical trash can and asked him:

"Why are you following me if you don't want to join the light novel study club?"

Tanaka said righteously:

"Actually, I'm also very interested in calligraphy."

If you can look away from the door of the dance and music group next to the calligraphy group when you say this, your credibility will probably be improved a lot.

Wuma Xingjin didn't expose him, and if nothing else happened, he should have had an accident under Fuchuan Heiya's iron rule.

Arriving at the calligraphy group, Wuma Xingjin saw Minister Yuan Qingxue.

The latter was using a long and thin ink stick to push and pull to grind ink. It was obviously a simple action, but there were a group of "elegant" high school students watching and applauding from time to time.

Because Yuan Qingxue had an aura of 'stay away from me' all over her body, no one dared to come up and talk to her.

"Why is the minister here?"

"No one stipulates that you can only participate in one." Yuan Qingxue put down the ink ingot, laid out the rice paper, took out a brush and handed it to Wuma Xingjin:

"Write a "Song of Everlasting Sorrow""

Just like Yuan Qingxue's own character, he is concise and concise.

Wuma Xingjin almost lost his grip on the writing brush and wondered if he had heard wrongly:

"Minister, don't be ridiculous, there are more than 100 sentences."

Bai Juyi is one of the most popular poets in Japan, and his poems are also very popular.

Of course Wu Ma Xingjin could write this poem with a strong rhythm silently, but after a few days of hard work by the calligraphy team, he just wanted to continue fishing. Anyway, the previous rumors disappeared.

Yuan Qingxue asked the boy next to him to act as the photographer and handed him the video recorder borrowed from the photography department: "Please don't shake the camera."

The boys in the calligraphy group immediately stood up straight like soldiers being decorated by a general.

"Yes!"

Then he turned around, and two straight calves gradually came closer to Wuma Xingjin's field of vision.

"Have you seen enough?" Yuan Qingxue stepped on him, holding the smartphone assigned to her by the school:

"The ranking now drops to 16th."