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

In the next few days, the dance music group will stay in their exclusive activity room and spend as much free time as possible practicing dance.

It was obviously the first time for Arakawa Kotoyuki to participate in this kind of event, and she had been excitedly preparing since last night. Wuma Xingjin even saw her stuffing a bear into the box.

God knows how such a big thing managed to break through the space constraints and be stuffed into the suitcase.

I still haven’t seen Kobayakawa Yuakane-senpai today.

At this time, the senior sister would stand at the door of the classroom, curling up a gentle smile to say hello to herself, and then go to the third-grade teaching floor.

Getting used to seeing Kobayakawa-senpai every day, Wuma Xingjin always felt that there was something wrong with such a daily routine.

There was no response to the messages on the phone, and the last reply was last night.

Suddenly I miss you a little.

I decided to make a video call to my senior sister today.

When Wuma Xingjin was lost in thought watching the laughing classmates coming and going at the door, Morimiya Megumi slowly walked over holding the textbook.

The blue plastic bookends and drafts were stacked on Wuma Xingjin's desk with a snap, pulling the young man's mind away from his distant senior sister.

"It's not time for class yet, why don't you feel dazed?" Wuma Xingjin flicked the oil-based pen spinning between his fingers, and at the same time stopped the spinning game coin on the fingertips of his left hand.

The coin flipped several times until the centrifugal force disappeared and then fell.The pen body rotated beautifully and stood firmly on the table.

"call"

Morimiya Megumi blew down the oil-based pen and held the edge of the table with both hands:

"Is Wuma classmate busy lately?"

"fine"

"I am your beloved priest, right?"

"Yes, I said so."

"Then classmate Wuma will definitely not refuse his most beloved supervisor to ask you for help."

"Then..."

Perhaps because he had been tricked too many times, Wuma Xingjin forced the words to stick in his throat:

"Wait a minute, Inspector Morimiya, tell me what to do first."

"Just to help the supervisor teach me the homework of the dance music group." Looking at Wu Ma Xingjin's cautious look, Morimiya Megumi smiled angrily:

"Auditions will start in 13 days, and you won't find anyone else who is so laid-back."

"That's not right. I also work hard to participate in daily activities."

Wu Ma Xingjin needed to explain to himself that a few days ago, at the request of the minister, he wrote the entire "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" in one go.

"I can testify that Mr. Wuma has been slacking off these past few days."

Arakawa Kotoyuki's timely backstab from behind.

Chapter 52: The OL of the previous year launched an attack

"Why don't you let me go for such a good thing!"

Agent Tian lay on his desk and burst into tears, his face distorted:

"Wuma, you guy, did you save Zelda in your last life?"

"You still need me to help you with your grades, is that all?" Murakami Nara twitched the corner of his mouth, and his ruthless words struck Mr. Tian:

"And if you go, I'll be worried about the safety of those girls."

"You fart!"

"I was only thinking about the academic performance of the girls in the dance group, and I didn't want to see their long, snow-white legs."

"That's as bad an excuse as overcooked spinach."

"You are handsome, have good academic performance, and live with a beautiful girl. What kind of winner are you in life?"

"You can't say that. I am so poor that I only have more than 40 yen left."

"40? I really broke my defense, my heartbeat stopped."

"That's almost it. At worst, I'll ask Wuma to invite some girls to the next social gathering."

"Really?"

"real"

"Although I'm not Wuma Xingjin, I can promise you without any certainty."

“I’ll treat you to eel rice tonight!”

Talking about breaking the defense, Agent Tian was happy for him from the bottom of his heart.

I haven't seen my friend smile more than once in all the time I've known him.

Ever since Kotoyuki Arakawa transferred to another school, her smiles have gradually increased, although she still falls into a daze from time to time. She is not as melancholy as before, as if her eyes were hiding her thoughts.

Although he is very skilled, he always gives up his C position to his friends, but he chooses an assistant to follow him. He often asks him to play games with Lian Mai, but he is also worried that Wuma Xingjin will be bored at home, and something will happen if he is alone.

But Wuma Xingjin didn't say anything, and Agent Tian didn't want to take the initiative to open his wounds.

I have no choice but to be a fun person in front of him every day, hoping that he will be happy.

The woman you like today may not be the same person as tomorrow, or even the same species.

But the good brother is always around.

Arakawa Kotoyuki stretched out her fingers and looked carefully, wondering if Wu Ma Xingjin had broken the small parts on the manicure last night.

The sun shines through the skin, revealing its rosy health. The smell of the jasmine-flavored hand cream is very light, but you can smell it clearly.

"When we made the proposal yesterday, someone said that Wu Ma Xingjin has been working as a tutor recently, so why not let him help? This received unanimous support from everyone."

"It seems that Mr. Wu Ma is really popular. He is really popular with girls."

"How do you imitate the minister's speech?"

For the first time, Wuma Xingjin felt that the curve of the corner of Arakawa Kotoyuki's mouth was as cunning as a demon from hell.

I didn't tell them about my part-time job, so it's hard to say who told me about it.

Maybe this proposal was also recommended by someone named Arakawa.

"I agree with Arakawa-san's statement."

"Besides, the dance group is all made up of lovely girls. Don't Wuma want to go?"

"The thought of being surrounded by cute girls will definitely make you secretly happy."

Morimiya will tell you what kind of light novel this is, harem inflammation.

"Not at all."

Arakawa Kotoyuki retracted her fingers, took out a sandalwood comb from her plush bag and slid it between her hair, looking at Wu Ma Xingjin's unmoved look:

"Wuma-kun will be rewarded if he agrees to the request of Archbishop Morigong."

Perhaps thinking of Arakawa Kotoyuki's generous agreement to wear a maid uniform, the latter changed his tone:

"I've always been willing to help others, so I decided to help you with this."

Seeing Arakawa Kotoyuki covering her mouth and snickering, and Bishop Morimiya biting his lips as if holding something in, Wu Ma Xingjin continued without changing his expression:

"The cute girls are secondary. The main reason is that I am worried that my classmates in the dance music group will neglect their studies because of the art appreciation."

Forget it

While helping the dance group with homework, you can also protect Kotoyuki Arakawa, and you can also watch the young and beautiful female high school students rehearse. It just takes up a little time to fish, and it doesn't hurt no matter how you think about it.

Working as a tutor in Yuki's family, and having to teach classmates at school, there is another option for the future as a teacher.

"But I'm still a little curious. As a gay minister, Minister Yuan Qingxue should be more suitable than me."

"Why don't you go find her?"

Morimiya Megumi rubbed Wuma Xingjin's head with a look of helplessness on her face:

"It's too difficult to ask for help from classmate Yuan Qingxue. Even though he is a student, he always ignores Teacher Shi Yunyantian."

"Yunmei often comes home and cries to me, saying that she is disliked by the students."

"yes"

Wuma Xingjin naturally held down Morimiya Megumi's hands and removed the white hands from her head.

After the latter's wrist was caught, his face turned red and he put his hands behind his back.

Wuma Xingjin thinks Ishida Yunmei doesn't understand Yuan Qingxue well enough.

It seems that although the minister always has a cute little face, he always reluctantly agrees to his requests after a series of sarcastic remarks.

It seems difficult to communicate, but unexpectedly the words are inappropriate.

Arakawa Kotoyuki crossed her hands over her head and stretched, tilting her head and looking at Morimiya Megumi:

"Mr. Yuan is obviously very talkative, so how can he make the teacher sad?"

No matter how much the minister has anything to do with the word 'easy to talk to', Wu Ma Xingjin secretly slandered him.

"By the way, when did you join the Literature Club?"

"That time when Yuan-san came to the dance group activity room to find me."

Ok

The assessment for entry into the ministry is all based on what the minister said.

Didn't a warrior emerge to fight against the tyranny of the minister?

Wuma Xingjin couldn't think of the defeated Minister Yuan Qingxue, who had made perfect plans, and threw the unrealistic idea into the trash can along with the glass bottle of Bozi Soda.

"Arakawa-chan! Let's go, let's go."

At the door was Shiori Nakazawa, and behind her stood Yuko Ishimoto, a third-year senior from the countryside. The two had been inseparable.

Just like Wu Ma Xingjin and Arakawa Kotoyuki always appear at the same time.