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

However, Yuan Qingxue covered her mouth with a handkerchief, coughed a few times, and continued:

"Miss Bodyguard, the recent economic situation is not very good, and it is difficult for everyone to find a job."

"I believe you don't want to be expelled tomorrow, right?"

"understood!"

The pony-tailed bodyguard lady stamped her feet heavily.

"I'll go and inform the lady."

Looking at the two beautiful girls who came alive under the bright moonlight, she couldn't figure out why Wuma Xingjin was surrounded by so many lovely girls.

The tall bodyguard lady returned to the house irritably, swinging her ponytail.

"Why did you go so long?"

"Don't worry about it. Miss, are you done?"

The short-haired female bodyguard’s ear is pressed against the crack of the door:

"not yet"

"How long has this been going on? Miss, you are so awesome."

"yes"

"What are you talking about?"

"Which one are you talking about?"

"Why don't you call someone in first?"

"Go ahead, just watch them and don't let them disturb the eldest lady."

Although the ponytail bodyguard lady's tone was harsh, she still prepared slippers for Arakawa Kotoyuki and Minamoto Kiyoshi.

"You guys wait here, I will notify the eldest lady when she is finished."

Yuan Qingxue was sitting on the leather sofa designed by dojus in the living room. He poured the hot tea from the cup, took out the red bean bread from his pocket, tore open the package, pulled off the soft bread bit by bit and put it into his mouth to taste.

"Why can you be so calm? What do they mean by the end?"

"This is not a laboratory. Let's do some strange experiments on Mr. Wu Ma."

Obviously he hates physical contact with others, but Yuan Qingyue did not let go of Arakawa Kotoyuki and held her hand in desperation. Instead, he was amused by her jumping thoughts:

"If you are so worried about your Wuma-kun, you can go find him."

Arakawa Kotoyuki felt her face getting hot, pinched Minamoto Kiyoshi's palm, and said in a covert manner:

"My Lord Wuma, don't get me wrong, I don't like him."

"I'm just worried that if something happens to him, the Hitachi Foundation will show up immediately."

"Go quickly, if you are later, you won't be able to catch up."

However, Arakawa Kotoyuki, who was in an eager mood, followed the route taken by Ponytail's bodyguard and found Yoko Kawaki's bedroom.

Before he could be stopped by the two bodyguard ladies, he stood stiffly in front of the door and stopped.

The faint sound of gasping coming from the bedroom made her face turn red.

At the same time, I was so angry that I couldn't say a word. My hands that were holding the corners of my skirt were shaking, and I just felt cold all over.

Her Wuma Lord is dirty.

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Chapter 57 Do you also want Mr. Wuma?

"It's already good enough to allow you to come in. Don't push yourself too far."

The pony-tailed bodyguard girl held her chest and stood in front of Arakawa Kotoyuki.

If it were before, only Arakawa Kotoyuki's bodyguard would stop others.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

No matter how noble his status was, the person standing here is just a fallen former eldest lady of the Arakawa Group.

She can put down her attitude and deal with fans full of fantasies in the live broadcast room, and she can save money by eating cheap and discounted lunch boxes from convenience stores late at night.

I can also endure the teasing of An Yanbao, who used to be coquettish in front of me and turned around to be arrogant.

However, the girl from a privileged background still had her share of pride in her heart, and she could not accept the fact that the person she cared about was forcefully taken away.

Because of being dependent on others, because of too heavy a debt of gratitude, and because of useless self-esteem.

He also restrained his turbulent emotions because he mistakenly believed that Yu Akane Kobayakawa and Seijin Uma were lovers.

It's actually very easy to admit that you like someone. What's really difficult is the moment you make up your mind to face your heart.

The blush on his face faded, replaced by suppressed anger.

"Step aside!"

The temperature of the cold little sun is much colder than the aura of the pony-tailed bodyguard lady.

"You should have said something to Yoko Kawaki before."

Yuan Qingxue looked at the silent Kobayakawa Yukane on the screen, as if she had guessed everything:

"After you saw her shameless behavior last time, you made some kind of declaration of sovereignty or provocative behavior that irritated her."

"Otherwise Yoko Kawaki wouldn't suddenly do such a thing."

"Much like something you would do."

He didn't answer Yuan Qingxue's question, and his silent attitude already gave the answer.

Kobayakawa Yukane leaned against the wall and hugged her legs without saying a word, her expression gloomy.This elegant and intellectual young lady has never been so depressed.

"Don't worry, I won't tell Wu Ma this kind of thing. You can continue to play the caring and gentle senior sister."

After a violent outburst of emotion, Yoko Kawaki let out a cry that was unclear whether it was a mournful cry or a smooth one.

Close to Wuma Xingjin's shoulder.

Open your lips, leaving deep tooth marks.

Wuma Xingjin's back was covered with red marks scratched by fingers painted with black nail polish.

Even the neck was not spared, and cherry-like fruits were planted one after another.

The movement in the bedroom, separated only by a wall, gradually subsided.

"You have achieved what you want, you can let me go."

Kawaki Yoko was so tired that she couldn't even lift her fingers, so they just stuck to Wuma Xingjin's body,

"Let you go?"

"Of course, I will agree to all the requests of Mr. Wuma. This is only the case here. Those bad women will only deceive Mr. Wuma. What's wrong with just enjoying this sense of security?"

"Don't Wuma-kun like to be with me?"

Kawaki Yoko, who used her hair as a pen to write on her chest, raised her head and looked at him, panting slightly.

Silver hair color is rare. It is as beautiful as the legendary Snow Maiden under the moonlight, and is as pure and fiery as the Snow Maiden inside.

Although he is a bit unscrupulous, he is very obedient.

Women are all goblins that suck blood and bones, how can they be defeated by such superficial desires.

I have a strong will and Wuma Xingjin, who is destined to become a famous oceanographer in the future, how can I indulge in the tenderness of a beautiful girl?

"like"

After hearing the satisfactory answer, Kawaki Yoko's laughter was like a silver bell:

"I like Mr. Wuma too."

"But I can't stay here forever. There are still many things waiting for me to do."

This is not an excuse to deal with Yoko Kawaki.

In the eyes of others, Wuma Xingjin would always be able to catch fish without working hard, and he would not agree to anything he was asked to do if he could refuse it.

But what I don’t know is that he has to tutor Yuki Rina at least three times a week. Although it only takes two or three hours each time, the questions and knowledge points that need to be prepared behind the scenes require a lot of time to integrate.

The Art Appreciation Auditions will begin in more than ten days, and the members of the calligraphy team still need to rely on his guidance to improve their strength, especially Masaharu Miyaguchi, who looks as hard-working as he did when he was trained by a teacher in China. It seems that he really loves calligraphy to the extreme.

Arakawa Kotoyuki can't leave either, not only because of the Hitachi Foundation, but also because of the virtual anchor. Wuma Xingjin often analyzes the data after her live broadcast, and based on the fan portraits drawn by the platform, she will focus on the main content of the next live broadcast.

And recently I went to Akihabara to find many game companies to discuss game promotion.

As a new vtuber, 'Xue Mo Yare' has too little foundation. If he can become a co-host with some game companies, he will not only attract players to become fans, but also get traffic support from the company, and at the same time, he can make money to solve the financial problem. Condition.

The publication of "Can't Wait for His Return" seems to be going well. Principal Suzuki invites him to attend a literary meeting next week, which is said to be related to whether he can win the Naoki Award.

Generally speaking, the selection and confirmation of works in the second half of the year will not be decided so quickly, but there are exceptions to everything.

The prize money of the Naoki Prize is not large, but it is quite valuable. Authors who win the Naoki Prize are usually called this year's "Newcomer King" of Japanese literature.

Under such a title, quite a few editors would come to the author to request manuscripts, and the remuneration for manuscripts would also rise. Principal Suzuki obviously took this matter very seriously and asked Wuma Xingjin to make more preparations.

There is also the rhetoric he made with Minister Minamoto Kiyoshi when he joined the ministry, and he said that he would beat the minister in the academic test at the end of the year.

It's easy to say it. You can't win over Minister Yuan Qingxue, who is like Goldfinger, just by talking about it. But once the words are spoken, he will put them into practice without hesitation.

Not to mention other trivial matters

It can be said that after meeting Arakawa Kotoyuki, his stable and happy daily life completely collapsed, and he was often too busy to fall asleep after twelve o'clock in the evening.

But this kind of life is not a bad thing.

Rather than silently licking your wounds in a corner and waiting for them to heal, it is better to get busy and let the water of life flow.

"If I had known it would cause us trouble, I shouldn't have let you in in the first place."

The ponytail bodyguard didn't say much cold words. She stepped forward and grabbed Kotoyuki Arakawa's wrist. She hooked her right foot around her calf to make her lose her center of gravity. She turned away from her arm with her backhand and pressed her body against her back, pulling Kotoyuki Arakawa away. Snow pressed against the wall.

"be honest"